Chapter 1520 If You Reject Me, You Will Be Punished

"Hahahaha..." The warm and elegant feeling of embarrassment and embarrassment pleased Si Yiyan, and he couldn't help laughing. The clear voice was strangely pleasant, just like the sound of a guqin playing, with a kind of relaxation. The charm of the open and deep.

It is rare for Si Yiyan to laugh out loud like this. His deep and elegant voice beats his eardrums, as if hitting his heart, making his warm and elegant heart tremble. He feels more and more ashamed, and has an urge to escape.

However, before her thoughts could be put into action, Si Bianyan had already seen through her heart, and her body instantly overturned, half-pressing her under him, and imprisoning her whole body between her chest and the big bed.

At this time, Wen Xinya was somewhat guilty and ashamed, and couldn't help pushing him: "You... let me go!"

Thinking of the stupid things she did before, Wen Xinya couldn't help being a little timid, not knowing how to face him.

Si Yiyan forcefully locked her hands on top of her head: "Baby, you have rejected me too many times today, do you think... I will give you another chance to reject me?"

His tone was very slow, but his tone was deep and heavy, and his words were round and precise, uttering each word, word by word, with viciousness and coldness, giving people a dangerous feeling.

Wen Xinya's breathing became heavier in an instant, her chest was slightly suffocated, and she subconsciously freed the hand that was imprisoned on top of her head, her mouth was dry and her tongue was dry, and her voice was low: "You hurt me!"

She softened her tone, her delicate and glutinous voice, her soft tone, her sweet and greasy tone, and her long ending sounded coquettish, fully expressing her weak posture and disguising herself completely. Half a threat.

Si Yiyan lightly lifted the white and purple striped tie beside the bed, a dark light flashed in his narrow and beautiful eyes: "Honey, you asked for it yourself."

She asked for it—

On his birthday, she showed him the temptation of her youthful beauty and whiteness, and arranged a romantic and gorgeous birthday program with surprises and gifts, and gave him such a birthday present that was full of fun and hints of desire.

The dark desire that made his heart boil was suppressed again and again, like a rising undercurrent, the desire flowed, and when the time came, it would surge out majesticly like an overwhelming force, scorching torrent!

The purple and white tie in his hand was specially picked out by her at the CC shop for Si Yiyan. When Si Yiyan went out today, she was the one who tied it on her toes for him like a little wife. I still remember that when Si Yiyan was wearing this collar to return it, she had an indescribably precious and strong demeanor, which once made her extremely admirable.

But at this moment, seeing his well-defined, slender jade-like fingers gently picking up the tie, she couldn't help feeling flustered: "Si Yiyan, I was wrong, can't I be wrong?"

His eyes were red, filled with tears, his voice was consciously sobbing, his pitiful appearance seemed to be endearing.

"It's late! If you reject me, you will be punished." After finishing speaking, he let go of Wen Xinya's wrist, but before Wen Xinya could respond, the tie had already wrapped her wrist, wrapping her wrist Tie it to the bedpost.

The not loose or not tight restraint will not hurt him, but it also makes it impossible for her to break free.

"Don't..." Wen Xinya couldn't help but struggled sadly, but he was tied too tightly, and the struggle was futile. Instead, the delicate skin on her wrist was a little hot and painful when rubbed by the tie.

Si Yiyan said in a low voice: "Don't move, be careful to hurt yourself."

Wen Xinya had no choice but to give up struggling, and looked at him with teary eyes, begging: "I am obedient, please don't tie me up, I hurt..."

She was really not used to it, being restrained by Si Yiyan like this, her hands lost their freedom, as if the whole person had become extremely helpless, feeling that she had become powerless in an instant.

But she didn't know how alluring she was when she was on the verge of tears and looked weak and begging for mercy.

Si Yiyan's body was half-hanging above her, imprisoning her under her body like a dragon and a tiger. She was still wearing the blazing white dress from before. The bed was spread out, and the skirts that had been piled together spread out in all directions, like the twigs on her body that were in full bloom, extremely splendid, youthful and bone-burning.

Her bare skin and Tumi's scorching white complement each other, just like Qiong Yao's crystal clear, lustrous luster, and the black and shiny velvet under her body, forming an extreme and strong visual impact of opposition.

There is an extremely white, extremely gorgeous demon rule!

Extremely dark, extremely mysterious!

Especially the hands bound on the bedposts give people a visual stimulation of "letting you do whatever you want", which is even more unbearable.

Si Yiyan took a heavy breath, and slowly lowered his body: "Hey, let me eat and let you go!"

After finishing speaking, Si Yiyan stretched out a hand, gently supported her head, and stretched out his hand to pull out the crystal clear, shiny and clean Tumi flower hosta in her hair.

In an instant, her head full of soft blue hair poured down, and the silky touch, like fine satin, was spread on the bright black velvet satin, almost blending with the color of the bed sheet.

Wen Xinya suddenly panicked, the skin between her wrists was slightly tingling due to the struggle just now: "No, let me go, my hand hurts..."

However, Si Yiyan was already crazy about her.

Burning kisses fell on her lips, neck, and chest——

Slightly callused, slightly rough big palm, wandering on her body——

Because of being restrained, Wen Xinya was helpless to the extreme, always subconsciously trying to struggle, but as soon as she struggled, her wrists tingled, and she felt that the tie bound between her wrists was getting tighter and tighter, and her senses became more and more acute. , When I was wronged for a while, I couldn't help crying.

Crying like pear blossoms with rain, the begonia is dewy, and it looks more and more beautiful: "Wooooow, Si Yiyan, you big villain, villain, villain..."

Si Yiyan couldn't hold it back for a while, and sank down.

Wen Xinya cried even more, because being restrained, both physically and mentally, there was a sense of struggle and rebellion, her smooth calves, and kicking in the air indiscriminately.

If she had hands now, the sharp nails would definitely greet his back and draw bloodstains on his back before she would let go.

However, there are no ifs in this world.

"Yongli is most suitable for the new rain, and all the beauty is when she is about to bloom." Si Yiyan watched her crying with a charming posture, the corners of her eyes were thin and charming, and her cheeks were delicate and bright, which was indescribably touching.

"You're bad, you're bad, you're bad..." Wen Xinya hiccupped and cried.

But he didn't know how coquettish and coquettish the voice he made was. Such a delicate and pitiful expression made people want to bully and ravage him even more!