“Brother, how are you doing recently?” Leng Ruolei put down the teacup in his hand and asked calmly.
“Not bad, how about you?”
“Seeing all the flowers in Chang’an in one day.”
“You.” Leng Wushuang smiled knowingly, “I wonder how many people have been ravaged by you.”
“What are you talking about? It’s their honor to be favored by me.” Leng Ruolei’s eyes moved, and he was so charming: “Besides, none of them can keep this memory anyway.”

“You, you like to play with others and then destroy everything about them, and they still obey you, really.” Leng Wushuang said disdainfully, “How can I have such a bad brother like you. Really.”
“Do you want me to destroy He Shuying?” Leng Ruolei said word by word.

　　Leng Wushuang’s face changed when he heard this: “Go to hell, if you really want to do it, then you have to stop wanting me as your big brother.”

　　”Really?” Leng Ruolei smiled. Brother, do you think you are really in love with He Shuying? Brother, the person you love is me. This is the best for you and me. Therefore, only if you fall in love with He Shuying, he can barely be worthy of you and soothe your soul.

Brother, we are all tired. You already have He Shuying, even if he is only a part of me, but he is by your side after all, and I am still looking for him.

　　Seeing Ruolei silent, Leng Wushuang couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong? Are you really angry?”

　　”I’m angry with you.” Ruolei burst into laughter: “Then I’m asking for trouble. I can’t take revenge on you, and I don’t want you to suffer. I think I’d better forget it.”
　

“You.” Wushuang poked his forehead half angrily and pulled him into his arms. “Brother.” Ruolei suddenly called out.

　　Wushuang patted his cheek lovingly: “Is there something wrong?”

　　”Nothing, I saw the shadow sent by Shadow Demon.”
“Oh.” Wushuang asked with concern: “How is it, is he good enough?”
“I haven’t seen it yet, it should be good.”

He raised his hand lazily: “He is a gentle and handsome man. If not, it would be nice to take him as my private room.”

　　Leng Wushuang smiled, knowing that this little brother looked like an angel, but was actually scarier than Satan: “Well, it’s up to you anyway. What are your plans recently?”

　　”I found something interesting at school. He is the current student council president of our school. He comes from a scholarly family. His parents are both university professors, and he is also a gifted child with excellent character and academic performance.

I really want to know what he will do when he can no longer bear it. Will he fall in love with me, the one who abuses him, or will he take revenge?”

　　”This? It’s really interesting. It depends on how you want to play it.”
“I have my own idea.” Leng Ruolei smiled and stood up: “I’m leaving, big brother.” He kissed Leng Wushuang on the face: “I’ll come back to see you next time.

Now I’m going to play with my toys.”
“Go ahead. Remember to call me.” Wushuang reminded him.
“I know.” Ruolei waved his hand casually: “Bye.”

　　Green Shade College – Green Shade student dormitory is double accommodation, Leng Ruolei lives in room 502. But at this moment, there are three people in room 502. Leng Ruolei is half leaning on the head of the bed, looking at Fan Zijie coldly.

　　Fan Zijie’s hands were tied up high and hung on the ceiling, his legs were spread wide apart, and the private parts between his buttocks were completely exposed to the two men. A long silver thread was tied on each of his ten toes.

　　”Xiao Fei’er.” Leng Ruolei called gently, “Come here.”

　　Mo Feili came to Ruolei’s side meekly. Ruolei motioned him to squat down. He gently stroked his long black hair with one hand, his eyes as gentle as water.

　　It hurts so much. The force from the scalp made Mo Feili frown uncomfortably: “Does it hurt?” Still the same gentle voice.

　　”It hurts.”
“Go and leave nine-square marks on his body.” Leng Ruolei’s gentle voice was like a lover’s whisper.

　　Snap, snap, snap, the sound of whips hitting flesh continued to ring out, one whip after another hitting the same place. After nine whips, there was only one whip mark on Fan Zijie’s body.

Fan Zijie did not cry out, not because he did not feel pain, but because his mouth, his upper lip and lower lip, and that dexterous little tongue were sewn up tightly with needles, and the bloodstains were still fresh. He opened his eyes wide and looked angrily at Leng Ruolei who was leaning leisurely on the head of the bed.

He could not curse him out loud, and his imprisoned limbs could not move. The only thing that could express his thoughts was this pair of ink-black eyes.

　　”What beautiful eyes.” Leng Ruolei couldn’t help but sigh: “But why do such beautiful eyes show anger, grievance, and unwillingness? It really tarnishes such beautiful eyes.”

　　Who is to blame for this, Fan Zijie thought angrily.