Untill the Heart dies (ye ding zhi x baili dongjun)

chapter 2

"Since you still don't give up, I'll help you give up."

Ye Dingzhi said this while dragging Baili Dongjun

onto the chair of the leader of Tianwai Tian. Baili Dongjun, whose internal energy had been drained, was like a rag doll, unable to resist, allowing Ye Dingzhi to tear off his clothes roughly, exposing his white skin in the severe cold.

"Brother Yun...what are you doing..."

He endured the trembling body invaded by the cold air and looked at Ye Dingzhi in confusion.

But Ye Dingzhi did not respond, but expressionlessly lifted the hem of his clothes and took off his lower body clothes.

When Ye Dingzhi held the giant thing under him in front of him and began to rub it, he finally felt a little panic. Although he was over 20 years old and had never had sex, he was not without knowledge in this area. He just never thought that one day someone would do this to him without his consent, not to mention that this person was his best friend in this life, a close friend who could not be compared with anyone in the world. Even now, as he watched Ye Dingzhi perform the steps in front of him with an indifferent face, he still didn't want to believe that his brother Yun would do such a humiliating thing to him. It was not until Ye Dingzhi forcefully spread his legs apart and aimed the blood-swollen fierce blade at the tight little opening between his legs that he finally showed a panic expression.

"Yun..."

Before he finished speaking, a burst of intense pain made Baili Dongjun's eyes go black. His jaw was raised high, and he instantly forgot how to breathe. After exhaling with difficulty. he trembled and moved his eyes down to see that the front end of Ye Dingzhi had been forcibly buried in his body. Although the muscles there were already in a loose state due to his weak body, they were not expanded or lubricated. The result of being forcibly broken open was that Ye Dingzhi felt the soft inner wall oozing out slippery liquid as soon as he pushed in a few centimeters, and it flowed out from the gap where the two were connected.

After Ye Dingzhi looked at the flowing liquid expressionlessly, his brows frowned slightly, and he stopped the action of continuing to push forward. The liquid was red, and it was particularly dazzling on the white skin of the person under him.

"Brother Yun..."

The weak voice interrupted Ye Dingzhi's thoughts. Ye Dingzhi looked at Baili Dongjun, and seeing his shocked and puzzled eyes, his eyes suddenly became colder.

"I said, I am Ye Dingzhi, not your Ye Yun."

"Brother Yun... why..." Baili Dongjun continued to call the word "Brother Yun", as if he hoped to regain Ye Dingzhi's sanity by calling this name. But what he actually got in return was Ye Dingzhi's

further invasion.

Ye Dingzhi was also pinched by the narrow passage and it hurt, but he had suffered such heartache that he was almost numb to the pain. He was calm and stabbed the whole fierce blade into the already extremely weak body of Baili Dongjun - the person he had regarded as a younger brother since childhood and his only close friend.

This stab broke Baili Dongjun's heart, and also broke their friendship. Baili Donaiun. who was already weak, suddenly gushed a large amount of blood from his mouth. But Ye Dingzhi still had a cold expression, and regardless of Baili Dongjun's tears and weak "No..." that seemed to be both resistance and pleading, he began to thrust the fierce blade in and out again and again. Each time he would pull it out until the intestines were almost taken out, and then stabbed it all the way in without mercy. It was as if the body was pierced by a giant cone, and as if it was torn in the middle. The torture-like pain spread out of the door along with Baili Dongjun's heartbreaking cries, making the Tianwaitian soldiers guarding nearby tremble. But some of them were secretly happy, thinking that the clan leader could do this to his old friend, and that they had hope of restoring the Beique country. "Don't...don't..."

Baili Dongjun endured the severe pain, raised his weak hand, and tried to push Ye Dingzhi away, but he was easily pressed against the seat decoration, which made it even more painful. Ye Dingzhi held his arm with one hand and grabbed his thigh with the other, temporarily stopping his movements.

"Are you giving up?" ye dengzhi asked...