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The more you resist, the more excited you become. As long as you show obedience, they will let you go.

Qingque shook his head, walked away quickly, and headed towards the pavilion where Lord Fu Xuan was tied up.

In short, release the pressure first.

Fu Xuan remained suspended in the pavilion. Qingque could see from afar a small, purple figure dangling in the pavilion by the water. A gentle breeze rippled the water, causing it to sway like straw.

Qingque picked up the red rope with ease and whipped Fu Xuan's back.

"Damn you, Master Fu Xuan! What on earth have I done to displease you that you've tortured me like this?"

"I just want to spend my days leisurely. Are you going to kill this little wish?"

"You look so cute and adorable, but you're so rigid and stubborn. I really need to teach you the ropes of 'work rules'."

Qingque smoked vigorously, and all the depression of the day was swept away.

Instead, there is an indescribable forbidden pleasure.

Every time Qingque finishes venting, he always feels a little guilty.

But this feeling came and went quickly.

After all, it was all Ye Feng's fault.

Ye Feng keeps Qingque in a "critical state" and only Fu Xuan's red rope can free her.

After losing face in front of Fu Xuan once or twice, it doesn't matter what happens next, right?

and,

"Isn't Master Taibu wrong?"

As he was muttering this, Qingque suddenly felt that he was being watched.

Qingque raised his head and met Fu Xuan's gaze.

Right...

"..."

"..."

Eyes facing each other.

The air fell silent.

After a long while, Qingque touched the back of his head and said with a wry smile, "Master Fu, Master Fu Xuan? When did you come?"

Fu Xuan was hung in the pavilion with his hands facing upwards, wearing only white silk stockings, with messy pink hair, looking like a flower ravaged by a storm.

But when Fu Xuan opened his eyes, his temperament immediately changed. The temperament of someone who had been in a superior position for a long time was awe-inspiring without even being angry, which made people feel awe-inspiring.

The Grand Astrologer opened her lips slightly, her voice very calm, almost without any ups and downs. She stared at Qingque and said word by word:

"Starting from 'The Hateful Master Fu Xuan'."

"Eh?"

Qingque's pupils suddenly contracted.

Wasn’t this the beginning?!

"...Ahaha, haha, why didn't Master Fu Xuan... notify me?"

The suspended Fu Xuan swayed in the cold autumn wind.

She was already cursing in her heart.

Do you think I don’t want to?

As soon as I came in, I was stripped naked and hung here by my subordinates. Do I still have the dignity to recognize each other at this time?

Therefore, Fu Xuan has been enduring.

Waiting for Qingque to finish smoking.

But the red rope was really magical. When it whipped my body, the burning breath seemed to awaken my most primitive instincts.

If Qingque could see the pink progress bar, Lord Taibu was almost reaching his limit.

Even so, I still endured it.

I thought Qingque would stop fighting after she finished, but unexpectedly, she took a break and started again.

No, are you done yet?

If they keep fighting like this... Fu Xuan is going to pee his pants.

Fu Xuan stared at Qing Que indifferently and said calmly, "...I just want to confirm something. You are indeed Qing Que, right?"

"Ah, no, no, I am your inner demon, hehehe!"

"Humph, even now, you still want to deceive me!"

Fu Xuan's eyes were wide open with anger, scaring Qingque so much that he took a half step back, and the red rope in his hand was unconsciously hidden behind his back.

Fu Xuan narrowed his eyes, "Considering that this is your first offense, let me go and I can give you a lighter sentence."

"Can I be lenient? Well, Master Fu Xuan, please listen to my explanation..."

Qingque walked forward and tried to untie the rope.

The next second, her body suddenly jerked.

Hmm? Wait, Master Fu Xuan... can't break free?

"Qingque, what are you still hesitating about? Untie it quickly!"

Fu Xuan commanded condescendingly.

Qingque took a step back, she already had an idea in her mind.

If I let go of Lord Fu Xuan now, I will be the one being hung up and beaten in the next second, right?

Besides, this is no longer the real world!

You are so timid outside, but can't you stand up straight in this fantasy space?

Qingque clasped his hands behind his head, a wicked smile on his lips, "Master Fu Xuan, don't you understand your situation? Here, I am the one in charge!"

"what?"

Fu Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Qingque, you are so treasonous, do you want to suffer the pain of the Nine Nether Prison?"

"Huh? Whatever. What does that guy's situation outside have to do with me anyway?"

"Still trying to act pretentiously? You must be Qingque, not some other sentient being."

"Whatever, Master Fu Xuan thinks it's okay. But~~"

Qingque took out the camera like a magic trick and looked at it in his hand.

Fu Xuan suddenly had a bad feeling, "What do you want to do?"

Qingque smiled wickedly and said, "Master Fu Xuan's attitude is extremely rare. It may never appear again. Of course, I must turn this moment into eternity and preserve it."

As he spoke, he pressed the shutter button "click, click, click", and the continuously shining magnesium lights hit Fu Xuan, who was only wearing white silk stockings.

The suspended Fu Xuan twisted like a caterpillar.

"Hey, Qingque, you—stop taking pictures! There's still time to stop... Stop taking pictures!"

Chapter 191 Raising the Sword of Rebellion to the Sky

Qingque pressed the shutter button continuously, and the clicking sound made Taibu blush and his body twist constantly.

The suspended white silk calves kick, and the smooth and relaxed soles of the feet are pink and cherry-colored.

Qingque held the camera in both hands and tilted his head, "Is it red?"

“…Bluebird!”

Fu Xuan gritted his teeth.

Qingque's eyes curved into crescents, and he held the red rope in his hands, loosening and tightening it, imitating Ye Feng's smirk and said:

"Yes, yes, Master Fu Xuan, when you return to reality, remember that it was Qingque who whipped you."

"Ok?"

What do you mean?

Fu Xuan was stunned. Why did she always emphasize that she was Qingque?

Could it be someone else?

No, it could also be Qingque, who is using deception, playing psychological warfare, and taking advantage of the situation.

What is going on here, after all?

Although Fu Xuan couldn't count on her fingers or use the Jade Omen now, she had a feeling... This space blocked all the secrets of heaven and was unpredictable.

Even the Dharma Eye has become "dimmed".

Snapped!

Without time to think, Qingque swung another whip down, hitting the white silk buttocks of the Lord Bu.

It doesn't hurt very much.

But it's hot and spicy.

The shame in the heart is far greater than the physical feeling.

Fu Xuan pursed her lips tightly, her eyes like torches, she stared at Qingque, as if she wanted to see through her.

"Oh my, oh my, Master Fu Xuan's eyes are so scary, so scary."

"...Bluebird!"

Qingque's heart was beating fast.

Why does Lord Fu Xuan still call himself Qingque? Shouldn't he ask "Who are you?"

I really am not suitable for acting.

Forget it. Anyway, I’ll just deny it when I get back.

At least there are photos.

Although I don’t know if I can take it out, Lord Fu Xuan, do you dare to bet whether there are photos in my camera?

Thinking of this, Qingque felt a little relieved.

The corners of her mouth rose, no longer timid.

Since there is no turning back, just keep going.

A half-baked person who is neither good nor bad is looked down upon by others.

Moreover, whipping Lord Fu Xuan when he was sober... hehehe.

"Ok?"

Qingque's pupils contracted, and Ye Feng suddenly appeared behind Fu Xuan.

This position, this angle...

Qingque thought Ye Feng was going to draw his gun directly.

After all, this is the "Star God of Slaanesh" that Qingque knows.

And Qingque had to admit that Lord Fu Xuan was... indeed very tempting and very astringent.

Even Ms. Qingque, who is also a woman, feels pity for me, so my sadistic heart is even stronger. No, am I actually still a sadist?

Just as Qingque was thinking this, he was shocked to see Ye Feng smiling gently at him, then raised his hand and untied the red rope that bound Lord Fu Xuan.

No, no...what are you doing?

Qingque's mind was confused for only a second, then he turned around and ran away.

He fled from the pavilion in a flash.

Otherwise, what else can be done?