Chapter 6 Deadly Game

He finally couldn't calm down. Su Siman curled the corners of his mouth and his eyes were full of ridicul.

"It turns out that you like me and have to start over with me." She muttered to herself unbelievably and then laughed gutterly.

Her laughter made him creepy.

"Why don't we start now?" She pulled his face over and faced herself, "Let my concubine serve the prince well."

Before he reacted, her slender fingers, which were as white as spring bamboo shoots in March, had wrapped up like vines, touching the edge of Liang Shaojun's neckline charmingly and enchantingly, gently twisting and slowly. Her movements were extremely demagogic, and her face was also complementaring and charming.

Liang Shaojun obviously failed to adapt to her such a fast face change, let alone her dusty appearance.

He pressed her white and slender hand that tried to untie her skirt and grabbed it hard: "What are you doing?" There are surprises, anger, and emotions that I don't understand.

Su Siman glanced at him strangely and said with a coquettish smile, "Has Royal Highness forgotten? My concubine was born by the mother of Huichunlou as the alternate leader not long ago. Her Royal Highness will definitely make the Prince enjoy it later."

Liang Shaojun's face suddenly turned black, his eyebrows jumped, and there was a trace of tingling in his eyes.

This is revenge! She always reminds him of the terrible things he doesn't want to think about. She despises herself so much and tramples on his dignity.

She actually disgusted him in such a way!

The bottom line of his patience was challenged again.

Liang Shaojun grabbed her hand and suddenly intensified a little, almost crushing her finger bones.

His nails were cut into the meat, and his whole palm almost lost consciousness, but Su Siman seemed to be in pain and still smiled amorous. The more she smiled, the more hated he became. But when he saw the five black fingerprints on her neck, even though he was so angry that he couldn't come out, so he could only look at her with blue veins and gritted his teeth.

Looking at his face darker than the bottom of the pot, Su Siman was very happy. She finally saw that he was crazy and out of control. Tutut, it's time to let the queen come to see the violent mood of her son who has been paralyzed on the iceberg for ten thousand years. Today, she saw more facial expressions than in the past. This is not the most important thing, and most importantly, she knows that he likes himself. It's ironic. When she liked him, he disdained her, but now she has lost one. The feeling of grasping people's weaknesses and being wanton is really cool.

Su Siman suddenly approached, bit his earlobe, and exhaled into his bones: "Didn't your Highness say that you want to have children with your concubine? Don't waste General Liyuan's heart."

Liang Shaojun's whole body stiffened, his face changed several colors in an instant, and the hand that grabbed Su Siman was blue and white. His dark eyes, which are usually as gloomy as an abyss, contain deep anger at this time, as if pouring fire oil to burn the calm eyes to the sea of flames. Su Siman looked at him provocatively, and his gray pupils flashed viciously.

She raised her unreserved hand and gently touched his messy hair on his temples. His hair crown had long been torn off by her, his bun was slightly loose, and a few rays of hair fell down mischievously, and the top of his hair seemed to touch Su Siman's cheek below. The touch was wonderful.

"Your Highness is stiff all over. Are you very nervous?" Su Siman moved his hand to his face and smiled softly, "I still remember our first time we had sex. Your Highness was very bold and strong against my concubine. Although her performance was not very satisfactory... However, she was really brave..."

The two's faces were very close, and her warm breath sprayed on his face, which inexplicably made people restless. He was provoked by her, and the double torture of ice and fire, shame and anger made him feel painful.

Of course, he didn't forget the first night between them, which was her** and his. The deep bite mark she left on his shoulder is still there. It is a brand that can't be erased. Even if the years change, it will not be lost. She actually changed her way to mock him. Unexpectedly, she didn't forget this kind of thing. His tense face finally loosened a little and he laughed twice.

The light of the sunset shines through the window, which is a little ambiguous.

The atmosphere in the bedroom was a little delicate, and Liang Shaojun's anger was slowly calmed down. In his invisible backlight, Su Siman's slightly squinting eyes flashed with cruel flames. There was a crazy idea in her mind, from birth to decision implementation, but for a moment, so she didn't have time to think carefully. She just can't wait to try him immediately, but this requires Liang Shaojun's cooperation. With her strength alone, she can't control him.

Many thrilling pictures flashed in her mind, and those gorgeous female killers killed people in an instant. Just thinking about it makes people tremble and excited, and what she is doing now is as exciting as this. At this moment, there was no clear hatred and anger in her mind. Her consciousness was occupied by fanatical fanatical illusions, and her hands trembled with excitement because of the upcoming experiment.

Liang Shaojun looked at the inexplicably excited Su Siman doubtfully and didn't quite understand what she wanted to do. But he still followed her instructions cooperatively and lay down obediently and let her ride on himself.

How on earth is she going to serve him?

His heart beats like a drum, but more expects. There is also a fire burning in his heart, and the suppressed male instinct is dormant and ready to break out at any time. When she began to lean down to tease him, he was still wondering why he was at her mercy. He was obviously used to controlling everything in his hand, and it was the same in **. What magic did she used to enchant him to make him willingly live under her.

He was vague in his mind and didn't figure it out. The next second, her hot lips began from the earlobe and came to the throat knot along her cheek and jaw. Liang Shaojun was so angry that she almost forgot to breathe. Her heart beat missed a beat, and the bulging throat knot beat violently. She was sucking and licking there skillfully. The qi and blood seemed to surge somewhere, and he trembled with excitement, which was the extreme physiological excitement caused by breathing obstruction and suffocation. At this time, the man's natural desire to conquer made him no longer willing to be controlled, but he had been touched by her to be as soft as mud, and his waist and abdomen could not be turned over to over her.

Su Siman clearly felt his intention to twist his waist and turn over, and somewhere where physiological changes occurred, and an unprecedented strong ** gushed out all over his body. Didn't he dare to bully her and force her just now? Fengshui took turns, and he even wanted to turn over? She couldn't help half holding her arm and laughing wildly, and the other hand was still unconsciously stroking Liang Shaojun's neck. He was very **. Because she had just been choked in the throat, her voice was still a little hoarse, like broken wings flapping, sharply accompanied by the rustling sound, but it was particularly charming, emitting a deadly ** power.

Liang Shaojun was bewitched by her madness. He looked at her obsessively, as if there were countless amorous feelings hidden in every thread of her hair. The five dark fingers reflected between her white neck were suffocatingly beautiful and fascinating. In his impression, the young girl has become a skilled woman, and two completely different images overlap in his mind. He thought that she had been in a brothel. Although he knew that she had not been fingered by other men, he was still furious.

Especially when he thought of what she learned in the brothel to make him, his heart was like a fierce fire. Hate and pain were like spitting out the venomous snake core, biting fiercely and shouting crazily. And she teased him a lot, which made the nameless fire in his heart burn more vigorously. The cruel experience of love and hate made him crazy, and the impulse to kill and vent his fire came like waves.

As soon as the ape's arm spread, Liang Shaojun suddenly pulled her, pressed her back neck with one hand, opened five fingers like holding a baby, and clasped the back of her head, cruelly forcing her to put her face close to her neck.

At the beginning, she struggled violently, sobbed, and a big mouthful of warm breath spewed out, lingering around him. This exciting trembling made him ignore the most hungry needs somewhere in his body. It was not until her breathing on the side of his neck became weaker that he realized that she might be about to suffocate, so he let go.

He held her pale face closer to him and raised his head slightly to kiss her.

This time she had no strength to refuse, which made him ecstatic. He greedily licked and absorbed the fragrance in her mouth. She did not respond at first, which was obviously caused by sensory retardation caused by hypoxia in the brain. After recovering her mind, she also responded to him enthusiastically. Between his lips and tongue, his reason was gradually lost until he completely retreated. At this time, she didn't need any brainpower, and her hands were at will. She had unconsciously touched her slender back and soft waist.

The noise from his chest and the heat from all over his body made him extremely uncomfortable. He took time to strip all his clothes on his upper body.

There has never been such a strong desire for anyone. For the first time in his life, he experienced this crazy impulse that he couldn't extricate himself from killing. In fact, he is very afraid of this feeling, because he is not familiar with and can control it. He hates everything that can't be controlled.

The body is obviously very excited, but the heart is sad, because it is too painful and desperate to find things like love. At least for him, there is no pleasure, but only the pain of mutual suffering.

He wanted her crazily, and at the same time, he had an impulse to destroy her.

He didn't notice when Susman kissed him on the side of his neck and bit him like a young hound, as if he had made some interesting toy, but she wouldn't make him bleed. As she kissed him, she felt the pulse of his carotid artery. After finding the right position, her experiment was finally about to begin.

People who died suddenly under the kiss of a wolf will probably not be too painful. She thought vaguely in her heart that she was crazy at this moment, and she could feel the instability of her heart rate. She just wants to try and verify what she saw in the report.

Like a snake waiting for its prey, she slowly pointed at the fragile carotid artery and** hard. Her mind was firmly occupied by fanatical fantasies, and there was no reason at all. She fantasized that she was a vampire and was biting its prey, which made her excited. She was very persistent, lurking there, motionless, sticking out her tongue from time to time and licking the fading blood vessels.

She couldn't see his expression. She was no longer the first to enjoy indulgence. In fact, his eyes were straight and his face was as pale. His mind gradually became unclear, and he only vaguely felt that there seemed to be no regrets about dying in her hands. He did not struggle. On the one hand, he did not have the strength to struggle, but the main reason was that he was willing to die in her hands, so he indulged her octopus-like crawling on himself and blocking his blood flow.

Almost in an instant, he smelled death, which made him a little more conscious. He reached out and touched her face with difficulty and called "Xing'er" in a low voice.

The voice was almost inaudible, but she heard it. She was stunned for a moment, and then looked up at him doubtfully.

"Do you really want to kill me like this?" He had a pale face and was as angry as a silk.

She was at a loss, and there was no concept of killing or not killing in her mind. Her mind was out of line and she lost the clarity of the past.

He picked up her hand on his shoulder, slowly moved to his heart, pressed it on it, and closed his eyes weakly.

Feeling the weak pulse of his heart, each beat made her clearly feel the slight bumps on his skin. She looked over and saw the wounds of the two daggers. She seemed to have been poured a bucket of cold water on her head, and her hands and feet were cold, so she woke up.

"What's going on..." Su Siman shook his hand and said incoherently.

"There is something wrong with this room..." Liang Shaojun's breath was uncertain, and his voice sounded like mosquitoes.