Mu Zihan is different from all the beauties Yang Shan has seen before. He looks cold and has sharp eyes, as if he can't smile at all. His brows are always frowning, and there is even an unageable wrinkle between his eyebrows. His eyes look at anyone are full of defense and disgust, like a hedgehog covered with spikes.
These are probably related to his experience. At the age of 18, he experienced the disaster of extermination just after getting married, and his family changed drastically. He was locked in this dark place for seven years. He withered before he even bloomed. It would be strange if he could laugh.
However, his expression of the director's face did not make Yang Shan lose his sexual interest at all. The reason is that: As long as he is a beauty, no matter what kind of expression he does, it will look good.
Mu Zihan is very beautiful. Even if he doesn't laugh, it won't affect his beauty.
Most of the royal family members are like this. Because the power-based Gongjun naturally wants to marry a beautiful wife, so generation after generation, no matter how ugly the first generation of kings were, they didn't have many genes left, and the children they gave birth to are getting more and more beautiful. Even the current king and Prince Heng were the same. They can be considered beautiful men. They also found a beautiful wife. How could the children they gave birth to are not ugly?
Because the sun is dark for a long time and there is no sunshine, Mu Zihan's melanin is lighter, his hair is not black, but yellow and soft, and his pupils are also brown, especially his skin is very white, very white, almost transparent and white, and his delicate on it is not visible even a pore.
If you don't want to talk about your cold expression, just look at your appearance, you're still a beloved beauty
Mu Zihan was sitting at the table drinking water. Yang Shan walked over and placed the food on the table one by one. He just frowned and stared at the teacup in his hand, without even looking at Yang Shan.
It's time to eat! Yang Shan called him
As if his thoughts were interrupted, Mu Zihan raised his head, glared at him coldly, turned his head and ignored him
Yang Shan was disappointed and was not annoyed. He silently exchanged a bottle of aphrodisiac powder from the system mall, quietly sprinkled some onto the food and went out.
System: ... It's terrible to have a small host
The entire doors of these three rooms are cast in one piece, and even a fly cannot fly out. There are several locks outside, which are very strong. On weekdays, no one comes here except for the jailer who comes to deliver food. It is very convenient for Yang Shan to peek outside
He wore perspective glasses and looked at Mu Zihan frowned and stared at a place in a daze. The food was no longer hot. Then he picked up the chopsticks and started eating. The powder had already penetrated into it, and everything was silent.
After Mu Zihan had a meal, he felt that his body was slowly getting warmer after a while. He was not unfamiliar with this feeling. His lewd body had occurred countless times in the past seven years, but he was depressed and could not be interested in such things. Moreover, although his husband was not dead, he had not seen him once in seven years. What's the use of his desire?
Just solve it all in a hurry every time
He took out a silk squid from the head of the bed and did not lie on the bed. He sat back on the chair next to the table, loosened his belt, stuffed the squid underneath with his hands, and then moved his wrist below. Mu Zihan closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair, raised his head slightly, and frowned tightly, without any expression. Soon his thighs shaking quickly. He opened his mouth and gasped for two breaths. A little red appeared on his face. It was all over before five minutes.
Take out the hand from the pants, holding the wrinkled silk parsley in his palm. The middle of the silk parsley was wet, and there was a little white liquid. Mu Zihan threw it under the table without looking at it.
Yang Shan was speechless. This was too sloppy? No wonder the sexual blessing index is so low!
In order to avoid being discovered, he didn't take many medicines just now. Mu Zihan vented this way, and the effect of the medicine was over. Yang Shan looked at him for a while and saw him wash his handkerchief, then continued to sit in a daze, curling his lips helplessly. This life is too boring.
He thought about it and flipped through the system mall. This time he chose the page of the lustful Gu that he had not seen for a long time. There are all kinds of lustful Gu with various types and effects, and they are not expensive. He picked and chose, and finally chose one of them and bought them.
This kind of lustful Gu has a very good function. It will not melt automatically after entering the human body, but lurk in the body. After receiving the signal, it will secrete liquid in the body. This liquid has a strong aphrodisiac effect, which can make the host burn his body with desire, and the flute that can send signals is held in Yangshan's hand
The flute is only the thickness of the fingers, and the whole body is green. When you blow it, you can't hear the sound. The human ears cannot distinguish this sound wave. Only the lust Gu is extremely sensitive to it. In other words, as long as Yang Shan plays the flute according to the instructions outside, he can control the lust Gu secretion of lust medicine without knowing whether it is more or less, and where it is secreted, it is all controlled by his blowing time.
When the second meal was delivered, Yang Shan was ready to put the transparent ointment into the porridge and delivered it in.
After entering, he swears to Mu Zihan again, "It's time to eat!"
Mu Zihan frowned even deeper, and this time she was too lazy to glar at him, so she turned her head away
Yang Shan turned around and left, thinking that he was asking me to talk to you.
The door was closed again, and the sound of locks came from outside. Mu Zihan had no reaction. He had heard this sound for seven years and was no longer as excited and angry as he was at the beginning. Although he was still very disgusted, he could not shake his emotions.
Pick up the chopsticks, Wei Tong chewed the wax and ate the meal. Finally, he picked up the bowl and finished the porridge.
I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that after drinking the first sip of porridge, his throat seemed to be a little itchy, but it was only a moment. It would be fine if he took another sip, so he didn't care.
Yang Shan confirmed outside that the lustful Gu had completely entered, so he leaned against the door and blew the flute. The silent sound wave immediately penetrated the iron door. The lustful Gu curled up in Mu Zihan's body was about to move, secreting transparent liquid from the head and flowing along the blood to his whole body.
Mu Zihan only felt that his body was getting hot again, this time it seemed even more intense than before. He thought that he had not vented yesterday, so he picked up the dried silk squid, sat and stuffed it into his pants again, and stroked his lower body randomly through the silk squid, and soon he breathed out with breath. But this time it seemed a little different from usual. The desire did not fade away with this vent, but his body became even hotter. He couldn't help but sweat came out of his forehead, and his fingers paused outside the wet squid.The second round of self-touching began again. This time, he even had to use some strength to press the silk squid and grind it back and forth to relieve it slightly. In the end, he couldn't even lean on the back of the chair, but lay on the table with his left arm under his red face, and his right arm was sandwiched between his legs. His wrist moved rapidly, and his face became redder and sweaty all over his body. Finally, his lower body twitched a few times before his body collapsed on the table, his mouth gasped rapidly, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows were loosened a little.
The second time he vented, his body cooled down. When the silk squid was taken out, it was completely wet. Mu Zihan stared at the white liquid on it for a while, frowned even tighter, and got up and threw it into the basin.
All the toilet utensils in this room are magical and can be cleaned automatically to keep the room clean and hygienic. The white liquid mixed into the copper basin and was cleaned by the magic. Mu Zihan then relaxed his expression.
During dinner, Yang Shan naturally gave it to him. He put the food on the table and continued to say rudely, "I've eaten!" Then he was indeed ignored.
When Yang Shan played the flute outside, Mu Zihan, who had just finished eating in the room, became turbulent again. This time he vaguely realized something was wrong. After lunch, he had just vented twice, why would he still want it?
But before he could think, his desire made his mind blank. This time, what became restless was his chest...
Mu Zihan is very thin, but his breasts do not shrink. Instead, because he is thin elsewhere, his breasts appear plump and firm. As a prisoner, he does not need to hide his identity. Therefore, if he does not wear a breast wrap on his chest, the clothes on his chest will be supported by two bulging bags, and as his body moves, he will sway.
This is the absolute sensitive belt of Yi Ren. He used to have desires, but usually once he vented his lower body, it would be fine above him. But this time it was different. He bleeded his lower body, but his chest was swollen and held back, as if he was extremely empty, and his desire rushed straight to his nipples. He grabbed the corner of his clothes and endured it for a while, but finally he couldn't help it. He reached out to cover his breasts through the clothes and rubbed it gently.
After being worn by the rough fabric, the nipples suddenly tightened and it hurt so hard. The long-lost intense pleasure rushed into my mind. Even if Mu Zihan didn't want to admit that he was controlled by desire, he couldn't stop rubbing his hands.
Well... Well... Ah... I leaned against the back of the chair, Mu Zihan frowned, her cheeks flushed, her hands covered her chest, rubbed her breasts with one hand, and her legs rubbed back and forth under the table, and soon a layer of fine sweat appeared on her forehead.
In fact, he doesn't like this part very much and rarely touch it, but his breasts are now unbearable and comfortable, and his hands can't stop. This psychological conflict made him look ashamed, his brows frowned even tighter, and he also endured and refused to make louder sounds. In conjunction with the obscene masturbation movement, it looked so lustful.
At least Yang Shan's penis stood up when he saw it
Mu Zihan has little experience. Before being locked up, she had not passed the wedding day. She had just opened her body. She had desire but had no way to comfort her. At this time, even if her breasts were hungry and thirsty, he could only rub them with instinct. However, this unruly method could not make him reach orgasm with his breasts. It could only make the desire on his breasts burn more vigorously. He could still bear it at first, but as time went on, the soothing force seemed to become more and more powerless, and his nipples became hungry and spasm, and he gradually couldn't bear the sound.
…Well…Ah…Ah…Damn…Ah…Mu Zihan frowned and cursed fiercely with a fierce expression, but she couldn't control the flushing on her cheeks and the wet eyes. Her palms rubbed her breasts harder, and her breasts changed shapes when they were rubbed. The rough material in the underwear helped him, constantly rubbing on the hard nipples, and the delicate breasts twitched comfortably. He unconsciously raised his chest even more, and his back was about to leave the back of the chair, and he supported him with his neck.
But it was useless. In order to survive him, Yang Shan would not let him comfort himself to orgasm so easily. He adjusted the way of playing the flute, letting the lustful Gu move in Mu Zihan's body tepid. As soon as the desire subsided, he vomited a little lewd medicine. As soon as the desire subsided, he stopped immediately, causing Mu Zihan to torture. In the end, he couldn't even maintain his serious and cold expression, showing a painful expression, completely unable to sit on the chair. His legs trembled, he barely stood up, stumbled on the bed, lying on the bed for a while, but he couldn't stand it. He started to roll on the bed, his hands seemed to be stuck on his breasts, and he couldn't take them down, rub them crazily, but he couldn't vent it. The lust in his breasts was so much that it was about to burst out there. He made a scream of pain, and it was so tormented.
AhAh... Ha... Um... His eyes were filled with tears, and his lustfulness, which had been dormant in his body for seven years, seemed to be slowly reviving. He was afraid and at a loss, so he could only roll on the bed helplessly, and spent a night like this. In the end, even though there were a few layers of silk pants in his underwear, his crotch was completely wet. The desire in his breasts could not find a way to vent. He only swelled and painful, and he could not touch it even if he touched it.
These are probably related to his experience. At the age of 18, he experienced the disaster of extermination just after getting married, and his family changed drastically. He was locked in this dark place for seven years. He withered before he even bloomed. It would be strange if he could laugh.
However, his expression of the director's face did not make Yang Shan lose his sexual interest at all. The reason is that: As long as he is a beauty, no matter what kind of expression he does, it will look good.
Mu Zihan is very beautiful. Even if he doesn't laugh, it won't affect his beauty.
Most of the royal family members are like this. Because the power-based Gongjun naturally wants to marry a beautiful wife, so generation after generation, no matter how ugly the first generation of kings were, they didn't have many genes left, and the children they gave birth to are getting more and more beautiful. Even the current king and Prince Heng were the same. They can be considered beautiful men. They also found a beautiful wife. How could the children they gave birth to are not ugly?
Because the sun is dark for a long time and there is no sunshine, Mu Zihan's melanin is lighter, his hair is not black, but yellow and soft, and his pupils are also brown, especially his skin is very white, very white, almost transparent and white, and his delicate on it is not visible even a pore.
If you don't want to talk about your cold expression, just look at your appearance, you're still a beloved beauty
Mu Zihan was sitting at the table drinking water. Yang Shan walked over and placed the food on the table one by one. He just frowned and stared at the teacup in his hand, without even looking at Yang Shan.
It's time to eat! Yang Shan called him
As if his thoughts were interrupted, Mu Zihan raised his head, glared at him coldly, turned his head and ignored him
Yang Shan was disappointed and was not annoyed. He silently exchanged a bottle of aphrodisiac powder from the system mall, quietly sprinkled some onto the food and went out.
System: ... It's terrible to have a small host
The entire doors of these three rooms are cast in one piece, and even a fly cannot fly out. There are several locks outside, which are very strong. On weekdays, no one comes here except for the jailer who comes to deliver food. It is very convenient for Yang Shan to peek outside
He wore perspective glasses and looked at Mu Zihan frowned and stared at a place in a daze. The food was no longer hot. Then he picked up the chopsticks and started eating. The powder had already penetrated into it, and everything was silent.
After Mu Zihan had a meal, he felt that his body was slowly getting warmer after a while. He was not unfamiliar with this feeling. His lewd body had occurred countless times in the past seven years, but he was depressed and could not be interested in such things. Moreover, although his husband was not dead, he had not seen him once in seven years. What's the use of his desire?
Just solve it all in a hurry every time
He took out a silk squid from the head of the bed and did not lie on the bed. He sat back on the chair next to the table, loosened his belt, stuffed the squid underneath with his hands, and then moved his wrist below. Mu Zihan closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair, raised his head slightly, and frowned tightly, without any expression. Soon his thighs shaking quickly. He opened his mouth and gasped for two breaths. A little red appeared on his face. It was all over before five minutes.
Take out the hand from the pants, holding the wrinkled silk parsley in his palm. The middle of the silk parsley was wet, and there was a little white liquid. Mu Zihan threw it under the table without looking at it.
Yang Shan was speechless. This was too sloppy? No wonder the sexual blessing index is so low!
In order to avoid being discovered, he didn't take many medicines just now. Mu Zihan vented this way, and the effect of the medicine was over. Yang Shan looked at him for a while and saw him wash his handkerchief, then continued to sit in a daze, curling his lips helplessly. This life is too boring.
He thought about it and flipped through the system mall. This time he chose the page of the lustful Gu that he had not seen for a long time. There are all kinds of lustful Gu with various types and effects, and they are not expensive. He picked and chose, and finally chose one of them and bought them.
This kind of lustful Gu has a very good function. It will not melt automatically after entering the human body, but lurk in the body. After receiving the signal, it will secrete liquid in the body. This liquid has a strong aphrodisiac effect, which can make the host burn his body with desire, and the flute that can send signals is held in Yangshan's hand
The flute is only the thickness of the fingers, and the whole body is green. When you blow it, you can't hear the sound. The human ears cannot distinguish this sound wave. Only the lust Gu is extremely sensitive to it. In other words, as long as Yang Shan plays the flute according to the instructions outside, he can control the lust Gu secretion of lust medicine without knowing whether it is more or less, and where it is secreted, it is all controlled by his blowing time.
When the second meal was delivered, Yang Shan was ready to put the transparent ointment into the porridge and delivered it in.
After entering, he swears to Mu Zihan again, "It's time to eat!"
Mu Zihan frowned even deeper, and this time she was too lazy to glar at him, so she turned her head away
Yang Shan turned around and left, thinking that he was asking me to talk to you.
The door was closed again, and the sound of locks came from outside. Mu Zihan had no reaction. He had heard this sound for seven years and was no longer as excited and angry as he was at the beginning. Although he was still very disgusted, he could not shake his emotions.
Pick up the chopsticks, Wei Tong chewed the wax and ate the meal. Finally, he picked up the bowl and finished the porridge.
I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that after drinking the first sip of porridge, his throat seemed to be a little itchy, but it was only a moment. It would be fine if he took another sip, so he didn't care.
Yang Shan confirmed outside that the lustful Gu had completely entered, so he leaned against the door and blew the flute. The silent sound wave immediately penetrated the iron door. The lustful Gu curled up in Mu Zihan's body was about to move, secreting transparent liquid from the head and flowing along the blood to his whole body.
Mu Zihan only felt that his body was getting hot again, this time it seemed even more intense than before. He thought that he had not vented yesterday, so he picked up the dried silk squid, sat and stuffed it into his pants again, and stroked his lower body randomly through the silk squid, and soon he breathed out with breath. But this time it seemed a little different from usual. The desire did not fade away with this vent, but his body became even hotter. He couldn't help but sweat came out of his forehead, and his fingers paused outside the wet squid.The second round of self-touching began again. This time, he even had to use some strength to press the silk squid and grind it back and forth to relieve it slightly. In the end, he couldn't even lean on the back of the chair, but lay on the table with his left arm under his red face, and his right arm was sandwiched between his legs. His wrist moved rapidly, and his face became redder and sweaty all over his body. Finally, his lower body twitched a few times before his body collapsed on the table, his mouth gasped rapidly, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows were loosened a little.
The second time he vented, his body cooled down. When the silk squid was taken out, it was completely wet. Mu Zihan stared at the white liquid on it for a while, frowned even tighter, and got up and threw it into the basin.
All the toilet utensils in this room are magical and can be cleaned automatically to keep the room clean and hygienic. The white liquid mixed into the copper basin and was cleaned by the magic. Mu Zihan then relaxed his expression.
During dinner, Yang Shan naturally gave it to him. He put the food on the table and continued to say rudely, "I've eaten!" Then he was indeed ignored.
When Yang Shan played the flute outside, Mu Zihan, who had just finished eating in the room, became turbulent again. This time he vaguely realized something was wrong. After lunch, he had just vented twice, why would he still want it?
But before he could think, his desire made his mind blank. This time, what became restless was his chest...
Mu Zihan is very thin, but his breasts do not shrink. Instead, because he is thin elsewhere, his breasts appear plump and firm. As a prisoner, he does not need to hide his identity. Therefore, if he does not wear a breast wrap on his chest, the clothes on his chest will be supported by two bulging bags, and as his body moves, he will sway.
This is the absolute sensitive belt of Yi Ren. He used to have desires, but usually once he vented his lower body, it would be fine above him. But this time it was different. He bleeded his lower body, but his chest was swollen and held back, as if he was extremely empty, and his desire rushed straight to his nipples. He grabbed the corner of his clothes and endured it for a while, but finally he couldn't help it. He reached out to cover his breasts through the clothes and rubbed it gently.
After being worn by the rough fabric, the nipples suddenly tightened and it hurt so hard. The long-lost intense pleasure rushed into my mind. Even if Mu Zihan didn't want to admit that he was controlled by desire, he couldn't stop rubbing his hands.
Well... Well... Ah... I leaned against the back of the chair, Mu Zihan frowned, her cheeks flushed, her hands covered her chest, rubbed her breasts with one hand, and her legs rubbed back and forth under the table, and soon a layer of fine sweat appeared on her forehead.
In fact, he doesn't like this part very much and rarely touch it, but his breasts are now unbearable and comfortable, and his hands can't stop. This psychological conflict made him look ashamed, his brows frowned even tighter, and he also endured and refused to make louder sounds. In conjunction with the obscene masturbation movement, it looked so lustful.
At least Yang Shan's penis stood up when he saw it
Mu Zihan has little experience. Before being locked up, she had not passed the wedding day. She had just opened her body. She had desire but had no way to comfort her. At this time, even if her breasts were hungry and thirsty, he could only rub them with instinct. However, this unruly method could not make him reach orgasm with his breasts. It could only make the desire on his breasts burn more vigorously. He could still bear it at first, but as time went on, the soothing force seemed to become more and more powerless, and his nipples became hungry and spasm, and he gradually couldn't bear the sound.
…Well…Ah…Ah…Damn…Ah…Mu Zihan frowned and cursed fiercely with a fierce expression, but she couldn't control the flushing on her cheeks and the wet eyes. Her palms rubbed her breasts harder, and her breasts changed shapes when they were rubbed. The rough material in the underwear helped him, constantly rubbing on the hard nipples, and the delicate breasts twitched comfortably. He unconsciously raised his chest even more, and his back was about to leave the back of the chair, and he supported him with his neck.
But it was useless. In order to survive him, Yang Shan would not let him comfort himself to orgasm so easily. He adjusted the way of playing the flute, letting the lustful Gu move in Mu Zihan's body tepid. As soon as the desire subsided, he vomited a little lewd medicine. As soon as the desire subsided, he stopped immediately, causing Mu Zihan to torture. In the end, he couldn't even maintain his serious and cold expression, showing a painful expression, completely unable to sit on the chair. His legs trembled, he barely stood up, stumbled on the bed, lying on the bed for a while, but he couldn't stand it. He started to roll on the bed, his hands seemed to be stuck on his breasts, and he couldn't take them down, rub them crazily, but he couldn't vent it. The lust in his breasts was so much that it was about to burst out there. He made a scream of pain, and it was so tormented.
AhAh... Ha... Um... His eyes were filled with tears, and his lustfulness, which had been dormant in his body for seven years, seemed to be slowly reviving. He was afraid and at a loss, so he could only roll on the bed helplessly, and spent a night like this. In the end, even though there were a few layers of silk pants in his underwear, his crotch was completely wet. The desire in his breasts could not find a way to vent. He only swelled and painful, and he could not touch it even if he touched it.
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