Yang Shu Mei Ying

Chapter 25: Yang Shu Mei Ying (YSMY)

TRIGGER WARNING: For those averse to anything that pertains as r*pe, seeming to lead to it, violence, blood shed, or ab*use, please be advised. It is dispersed through the chapter that I can't mark it for you.

The sound of chain collision echoed in the dark mountain. Jun Shuying's hands and feet were tied, and he was crushed down on the wet and cool ground. The beautiful face above was full of anger, and the bright eyes burned with flames that had accumulated for a long time and finally burst out suddenly.

"You are afraid of death, aren't you? Don't worry, I won't let you die- I will only make you worse off than death!"

With a sneer, Jun Shuying only felt a cold shoulder, and his shirt was torn by the man's bare hands. He then remembered that the embroidered pillow in front of him had practiced some magic skills.

He thought that his appearance had returned to normal, and his footsteps did not look like a person with internal strength, so he took it for granted that he had lost his magic skills, and in any case he was not his opponent. Jun Shuying was a little panicked, but his face remained calm. He looked straight into the eyes full of Taotian's hatred.

There was sarcasm and mockery in those eyes. He raised his hand and pulled his cloak away and threw it aside. A loose robe was exposed underneath, and white skin was exposed under the wide open neckline. At the bottom of it, there is nothing in it.

Clear contempt flashed in Jun Shuying's eyes, and his hair was immediately pulled up. Qiáng's angry voice rang in his ears, and the warm and moist breath brushed against his cheeks ambiguously, making him sick and cold all over his body.

"I know you look down on me. You all look down on me, you, him, everyone! It's okay, I don't care anymore." The slender, white hand pierced into Jun Shuying's clothes, and the cold touch that wandered around made Jun Shuying unbearable. He gritted his teeth and did not move. He felt that something in his body was causing trouble again. He must wait and allow for this time to pass.

His lack of struggling made the man who was so beautiful and not human-like laugh contemptuously: "Why? Jun Zuo, Sovereign Leader, do you accept your fate? Should you say that you are too knowledgeable or too mean?!"

Jun Shuying turned his head away, not responding, only secretly adjusting his breath. The true Qi gathered in the body, and he started to tremble everywhere. He knew that was a sign of recovery. The man pressing on him changed into a smiley face, and slowly untied his clothes. More and more skin was exposed, and the chill slowly spread. The slippery body with a chill came up and slowly rubbed.

The sound that rang in his ears was completely different from the resentment of gentle movements: ""Don't you always be higher than the sky? Don't you always look down on me? How does it feel to be pressed under your body by someone you regard as a bug? How does it feel to be abused by me?"

The feeling of being close to the skin made Jun Shuying extremely disgusted, and his hands pressed on top of his head grasped the thick chains and he tried his best to restrain it.

It's almost, only a bit...

Jun Shuying couldn't help groaning as a huge pain in his chest appeared. The sharp blade was still moving in front of his chest, and the feeling of blood flowing from the wound was so vivid.

With cool slender fingers, sticking to Jun Shuying's forehead, he wiped away sweat.

"I can't stand this?!" The man on him lowered his head. First, the long hair touched the skin with a soft touch. Then there was a great pain, and the man actually pressed his lips to the bleeding wound and sucked.