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Seeing that Ye Chuanze heard the sound and said nothing, Hongjun repeated it in his ear with a low and hoarse voice, "Are you willing to be punished?" Ye Chuanze felt Hongjun spraying in his ear. The warm breath that came out gradually spread to his ears, and his earlobes turned red. He remained silent. How should he answer this question? Are you willing or unwilling? No matter which answer you give, it will only become an excuse for Hongjun to commit murder! Feeling his silence and refusal to answer, Hongjun smiled coldly, stretched out his hand and pinched Ye Chuanze's chin, "What? Don't want to answer?" Ye Chuanze's chin was pinched, and he tilted his head slightly He looked at Hongjun with his head and eyes looking stubborn, his eyes unconvinced. He felt that Hongjun was a bit too much. To be so angry just because of some trivial things and to punish him as an excuse was really too much! Hongjun, who has been staring at him, will naturally not miss the change in his face and guess what he is thinking. Ye Chuanze's dissatisfaction made the fire in Hongjun's heart burn even brighter. Hongjun's face turned completely cold. He pinched Ye Chuanze's chin with his two fingers harder and harder, pulling Ye Chuanze hard. 's chin turned red. The pain coming from his jaw made Ye Chuanze even more impatient, and his voice became colder, "Let go!" "Let go? It seems that you still don't realize your fault and are stubborn!" Hongjun's voice is like ice slag in the Cold Pool, so cold that there is no warmth at all. "My fault?" Ye Chuanze asked back, and then said in a deep voice: "I never feel that I have any fault? Fuxi and Kitsunetsu and I are all friends of gentlemen, and there has never been any wrongdoing. Damn it. You think too much and make things out of nothing!" Hongjun was silent for a long time, and then sighed and said, "Master is really too kind. It seems that I shouldn't be merciful to you." After that, Hongjun bullied him and pushed Ye Chuanze down on the soft couch. Ye Chuanze Below, Hongjun is half-kneeling on him. The belt on Hongjun’s clothes just now has been torn off by Ye Chuanze. Now his clothes are wide open, revealing a piece of white on his chest. Abs. Ye Chuanze Being pressed down on the soft couch, I couldn't help but feel my eyebrows jump, and I sighed in my heart, things are really changing. Just now, he had Hongjun pinned down and bullied him wantonly, but now he is being pinned down. He looked up and saw Hongjun's half-covered clothes, his chest and abdominal muscles exposed, and he was honest. The temptation of being half-covered is far more exciting than being naked, and Hongjun has always been noble and cool, like a flower on a high mountain, which cannot be desecrated. Now Hongjun's happy togetherness made Ye Chuanze look down on him.
Ye Chuanze felt dry and parched, his gaze fixed immovably on Hongjun, who was kneeling before him. His throat itched, and a fire burned hotter in his heart. He felt hot all over, wishing for relief.
Hongjun, being in close contact with him, was well aware of the changes in his body. He lifted Ye Chuanze's chin with one hand, a smirk playing on his lips as he asked, "Do you want it?"
"Yes, let's do it! It's been a long time since we last did," Ye Chuanze admitted without hesitation. He never hid his desires, especially not from Hongjun, because Hongjun always satisfied him as long as it was something he wanted.
However, this time he miscalculated. "Do you remember what I said? I have to punish you," Hongjun said softly.
Hongjun's hand glided across Ye Chuanze's face, his fingers teasingly caressing his cheek. The contrast between his cool fingers and Ye Chuanze's burning skin was striking. Ye Chuanze's face was flushed with desire, while Hongjun remained calm and composed, seemingly unaffected.
But Ye Chuanze knew that Hongjun was just as consumed by desire; he simply chose to hide it. The depths of Hongjun's eyes held a storm of passion beneath their calm surface.
"Don't look at me like that; I might lose control!" Hongjun suddenly covered Ye Chuanze's eyes with his hand.
Ye Chuanze found himself plunged into darkness and blinked uncomfortably.
"I have a great idea that you'll love," Hongjun said as his hand slid down Ye Chuanze's chest to his waist, untying his belt.
Ye Chuanze's brow twitched; he had a bad feeling about this.
Hongjun released his eyes, but before Ye Chuanze could see again, something else covered them—his own belt! Hongjun had tied it around his eyes tightly, completely obscuring his vision.
It dawned on Ye Chuanze that Hongjun was not joking; he truly intended to punish him in a way he disliked. "Master, please don't do this; I don't like it. We don't need to do this," Ye Chuanze's tone softened as panic began to rise within him. He didn't know what a genuinely angry Hongjun would do to punish him, but he knew it wouldn't be what he desired.
"You'll enjoy it because... I really like it," Hongjun cruelly rejected him as he secured the belt over Ye Chuanze's eyes.
Ye Chuanze was in darkness, and he couldn't see anything. He could only guess Hongjun's movements based on his feelings. Hongjun didn't kiss his lips, lick or touch his neck, or caress his chest as usual. Instead, she directly slipped her hand between his legs and gently stroked his already erect desire through the fabric. His movements were gentle and meticulous, sometimes sliding up and down gently, and sometimes drawing circles on the top of the jade pillar. Ye Chuanze's face was flushed and he couldn't help but let out a low groan from his throat, which sounded like dissatisfaction, more like desire. . Hongjun's gentleness can no longer satisfy him, just like drinking poison to quench his thirst. He wants more, more rough. "Hoho..." A low laughter came from above, and Hongjun said in a low and hoarse voice: "You are such a hungry child, aren't you satisfied?" "If you want it, beg me as a teacher! Please beg for mercy. If so, I will give it to you," Hongjun said in a bad voice. Ye Chuanze was silent for a long time before he uttered one word from his mouth, "Fuck!" "Do it if you like, or if you don't, I'll find someone else!" Ye Chuanze said impatiently and dissatisfied. "Ah!" A scream came from Ye Chuanze's mouth. After listening to his words, Hongjun grasped his lifeblood's hand very hard, causing Ye Chuanze to scream in agony. "Who are you going to find? Fuxi or Kitsunetsu?" Hongjun's voice was low, but the murderous intent in his words could not be concealed. Ye Chuanze Then he realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said. He quickly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I don't want anyone else, I only want you, Master. I only want you, I want you..." "At the end of the sentence, Ye Chuanze's voice became hoarse, with a hint of coquettishness and begging for pleasure, "Master, I want you, give it to me!" As he said that, his legs rubbed his waist, begging for pleasure. The meaning is self-evident. "Want it?" Hongjun said, then hugged him with both hands and turned around, so that their positions were reversed. Now Hongjun is sitting on the soft couch, and Ye Chuanze is sitting on him. Ye Chuanze As soon as he sat down, he couldn't help but exclaimed, and something hard pressed against his penis.
"If you are satisfied as a teacher and feel comfortable as a teacher, then I will satisfy you." Hongjun said. Ye Chuanze I couldn't help but cursed Lao Buxiu in my heart. I thought you were so calm and indifferent. You weren't just like me, pretending! "You know what to do." Hongjun said with a hint of smile in his voice. Ye Chuanze snorted dissatisfied, his eyes were covered so that he could not see Hongjun's expression, but he could imagine that the expression on Hongjun's face must be extremely proud at this time. No matter how unwilling he was, he had to do as he was told. After all, if this continues, it will be him who suffers. Being suffocated to death by love|desire is really not an honorable way to die. Ye Chuanze couldn't see it. His hand groped Hongjun's body, and he felt the hard thing pressing against him from his lower abdomen. The burning heat from his hands made his eyebrows beat, and a bad idea arose in his mind. Just like how Hongjun tortured him gently just now, torture him back. "Don't think of any bad ideas. I believe that as a teacher, it will be you who will regret it." Hongjun reminded coldly. Ye Chuanze was stunned immediately. He resignedly took off Hongjun's obscene pants and held the rough movement with one hand. His movements were jerky and he was obviously not good at this. But even this is enough to make Hongjun feel happy. As long as I think about the person who relieves my happiness in my body and is the person I have decided to love for the rest of my life, I feel filled with joy, as if I am in a wonderful world of bliss. Ye Chuanze works hard to please Hongjun, and the movements of his hands become more and more diligent, trying to find a place that makes Hongjun happy, but his eyes cannot see and cannot observe the changes in Hongjun's expression. He could only rely on the changes in Hongjun's breathing in his ears to judge how he was feeling. He felt Hongjun's breathing become rapid and heard the low moan coming from his throat, which caused wonderful changes in his body. . He seemed to be affected by Hongjun. His feelings were synchronized with Hongjun. His body became soft unconsciously and his breathing became rapid. It seemed that the desire that had just been depressed was ignited again. "That's enough!" A low voice sounded in his ears, and Ye Chuanze stopped moving his hands. Hongjun's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hide the desire in it that frightened Ye Chuanze. Realizing this, Ye Chuanze smiled, "Master, are you comfortable?" After not speaking for a while, Ye Chuanze moved his body. He stood up slightly and rubbed his hips back and forth against Hongjun's thick| He stood up and said in a voice full of assassination: "Master is now at ease. Isn't it the disciple's turn?"
In the invisible place of Ye Chuanze, Hongjun's eyes were dark, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he said: "Sit up yourself." Ye Chuanze was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, and he stood up and took off his clothes. He took off his obscene pants, rubbed and held Hongjun's thick |* with one hand, and then slowly sat down, "Ah... it hurts! Master, it hurts!" The body was suddenly invaded, penetrated, and fucked The pain coming from the astringent vagina made Ye Chuanze unable to help but let out a low cry. Hongjun held his buttocks with both hands, kissed his tearful eyes through the gauze, and coaxed in a low voice: "It won't hurt in a while, my teacher will make you happy." Hongjun began to kiss his Face, kiss his lips, hold his desire with one hand, trying to ignite the fire of desire in him and divert his pain. His lower body did not pause. It moved slowly at first. When Ye Chuanze slowly got used to it, he increased the movement, twitching back and forth in shallow and deep strokes. Hongjun hugged Ye Chuanze and rolled over. The two were entangled wantonly on the soft couch. He pressed on Ye Chuanze's body. The movements of his lower body seemed a bit rough, and he penetrated deeper and deeper every time. , making Ye Chuanze unable to help crying. "I like you like this..." Hongjun said in his ear while invading his body: "I like to see you cry, hear you beg for mercy, see you showing weakness and no equipment, as a teacher... I like you!”
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