Rebirth declares war on the honest

Chapter 544 540.
In the long night, screams and tears evaporated in the air, turned into little dust, and disappeared.

"It turns out that Sister Yuan and Juzi have matched up, and it's not easy for you."

Shen Qingcheng giggled. She has a pretty good relationship with the two girls. Since she became a well-known star, her original friends have gradually drifted away.

"I almost forgot what it's like to go home. You must go out with me to have fun when you go back, okay?"

Shen Qingcheng jumped off the ground. The executive suite has a lot of space. She walked to the window and looked at the similar moon in a foreign country.

"Okay, no problem."

Gu Yun responded with a smile, picked up the big water glass by the bed, raised her neck and took a big gulp.

"It may be a few days before I go home. Let me go shopping around the Golden Triangle first. I have been shooting movies for so long, and I haven't been to the street yet."

Shen Qingcheng crossed her arms, recalling the hardships of the past few months, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

"Do you know, the male actors in the crew got along very delicately, and some even bullied me at the beginning. The local staff came a few times, and then this kind of thing never happened again."

"Hehehe, that's good."

When the air became quiet, Shen Qingcheng finally found a chance to complain to Gu Yun.

Actresses are coveted, which is something that is unavoidable with a high probability in almost any crew.

If it wasn't for Dou Le's overseas business and the local staff's influence, I'm afraid Shen Qingcheng would really have to use his brains during the days when he played the role.

Big-name female star?Paradise master Huadan?

The status quo is hanging overseas, so what about the background?
Don't we have to rely on a few men in our crew?
In fact, there are many people who are tempted with such thoughts. Unfortunately, before they can make a move, the staff of Overseas Dou Le took the initiative to ask for help. In the name of guides, they sent several local security personnel to accompany them day and night.

"What is this shelf for?"

Shen Qingcheng pointed to the suspension, and turned to look at Gu Yun.

The hotels in the Golden Triangle are very different from those in the mainland. A set of huge suspensions in the room flipped over the heads of the two and moved from the other side of the room to this side along the sliding rails on the ceiling.

This set comes from the unique taste of local designers, has a load capacity of more than one ton, and can be placed in any position through sliding rails.

Maybe they have other uses, but Gu Yun, who was wrapped in alcohol at the moment, interpreted another function.

After unpacking two sets of vacuum-packed sterile cotton ropes and drawstrings, Gu Yun took Shen Qingcheng's hand.

"Don't worry about what it was originally for, this toy still has a way to play, do you want to try it?"

While lowering her head to work, Gu Yun carefully tightened the soft belt around Shen Qingcheng's wrist.

"Okay."

Shen Qingcheng nodded without hesitation.

In front of Gu Yun, she will not pretend to be reserved, nor will she respond to meaningless words.

When playing another role, she never suppressed her desire.

Gu Yun tied the long cotton rope around the girl's wrist, and then her fingers.

The noose structure distributes the weight finely to avoid really hurting Shen Qingcheng's fingers.

The reason for choosing cotton rope instead of hemp rope is to protect Shen Qingcheng's skin.

Skin is of immeasurable significance to a female star whose career is on the rise.

However, Shen Qingcheng didn't say anything to remind Gu Yun when he was doing things.

The trust contained in it has a certain kind of huge energy, and Gu Yun knows it well.

He stood on tiptoe, and fastened the cotton rope layer by layer on the lowered suspension.

"Are you ready?"

Shen Qingcheng's eyes widened, with a trace of blankness in his eyes: "Just tie one hand? Shouldn't it be tied tightly like a bunny, and then hung up in the air?"

After playing such games for a long time, people in the circle naturally have their own aesthetics.

"unnecessary."

Gu Yun adjusted the suspension so that it rose slowly, the cotton rope rose with it, and then Shen Qingcheng's right hand.

What can be used as an educational method is not just the way the body can feel it. That kind of thing has been played by countless people, and perhaps it is already too boring for companions with raised thresholds.

Shen Qingcheng's hand was pulled to the highest point, but the suspension still didn't stop.

It continued to rise, and pulled Shen Qingcheng's body in an extremely slow but extremely firm and cruel way, allowing her weight to gradually gather on that hand.

The girl grunted, and the pain began to enter her brain.

Many girls, at this stage, tend to feel intimidated.

Because experience made them foresee that if they didn't stop, the pain would continue to increase in the next second.

But how could Shen Qingcheng be afraid?

No pain, No gain.
She knows that pain is always accompanied by growth.

Therefore, although Shen Qingcheng's eyebrows were raised high involuntarily, her eyes remained calm.

The suspension was further raised, and the girl's delicate white toes quietly left the ground, and almost all the weight was poured on the wrist and fingers.

She has maintained her figure all year round and is light in weight, but that is still not what a mere wrist can bear.

In just one minute, Shen Qingcheng's body seemed to be elongated, and the skin in these places, such as shoulder blades, underarms, ribs, and flanks, was tightly stretched together.

"I feel that my right hand is about to lose consciousness."

Cold sweat broke out on Shen Qingcheng's forehead due to the severe pain, but she could still speak to Gu Yun in a joking tone.

It's a little bit of a trial.

Gu Yun looked at the body suspended in the air and the shadow on the ground, waited for ten seconds, and then lowered the suspension a little.

Just right, the tiptoe of the girl's left foot touched the ground.

Like a ballet dancer, she posed vertically in front of Gu Yun.

Shen Qingcheng, who had a chance to breathe, tried hard to let her toes touch the ground more, so as to relieve the pressure on her wrists.

It was difficult, however, because the position was right on the edge of the carpet, and the floor was slippery under her feet.

And as long as the angle is slightly off, the distance will swallow up the only foothold, and due to gravity, she keeps spinning in the air, like a butterfly on the edge of a cliff.

"There are many ways to talk to the body, and they almost all use the way of transmitting sensations to achieve their goals, such as tingling, itching, scorching heat, and coldness."

Gu Yun stretched out a hand, stroked Shen Qingcheng's angelic face, and continued to speak.

"It's just that these feelings also have clear limits, just like when the needle tip pierces the skin, when the itching becomes numb, when the scorching heat destroys the nerves, and when the ice freezes the senses."

"Human beings have a limit to the tolerance of these feelings. If they exceed the limit, they will change their taste, so the road turns and runs in the opposite direction."

"unless."

The number Gu Yun chanted silently in his heart reached zero, and after confirming that the time had come, he tapped the tip of his index finger on Shen Qingcheng's wrist.

His nails were well trimmed by Cheng Yingying the night before, so they are not sharp.

Following Shen Qingcheng's arm, the armor cover slowly slid down, and the expected soft sound soon sounded from the girl's throat.

When the whole body is pulled apart in this way, the subcutaneous nerves activated by the tight skin, the changes in the way the spine bears weight, and even the brain's reading of the transmitted information will all enter an unprecedented sensitive state .

That is completely different from the catalytic effect of sensitive drugs.

The built-in sensory system accepts exponentially higher stimuli in a daily state, and rational clarity will keep the tasting process sufficiently delicate.

When the nails touch the skin, the slight itching and tactile sensation quickly swells in the suspension and becomes a heavy blow to the whole body's nerves and senses.

Shen Qingcheng was trembling all over, her toes could barely hold on, she squinted her eyes, raised her head slightly, trying to breathe hard.

While talking, Gu Yun scratched her fingertips, and her armpits were almost stretched straight.

".Um."

The girl in front of her couldn't bear it, the unbound hand instinctively raised up to grab something.

Gu Yun backed away, making her lose hope of using her hands to liberate herself, and stretched her arms as far as possible.

The nail continued to draw, and when it reached the collarbone, it slowed down further.

The sharp subcutaneous nerve magnifies the feeling of scratching the nail countless times.

And what kind of feelings the clavicle with the thinnest skin will bring to him, this question will definitely stick in Shen Qingcheng's mind.

The more Gu Yun delays the result, the more she longs for the trial.

In the suite, the suspended girl is like a tortured prisoner of war, while the tall man is like an emotionless statue.

In the hot summer of Rome, gladiators and servants stood in front of each other, revealing everything, only a finger stretched out from a distance connected men and women.

But this is enough, a single finger at this time is deeper and stronger than a violent whip, a tight bondage into the flesh, or a cruel beating.

The simplest contact has become the whole of conquest, as if the reality is happily proving to us what is called extremes will reverse.

Sometimes, when our attention is all on one point, and we have no doubts about where it's going, the sensations it imparts can occupy realms never before seen.

Shen Qingcheng looked into Gu Yun's eyes panting.

She was anxious and confused, and her teeth chattered and chattered until the hard nails pierced the protrusion with undetectable force.

The girl's throat suddenly sucked in a breath, her body twisted violently, and she could no longer bear the itching that penetrated her body.

Her body lost her balance under the struggle, swinging back and forth, her wrists were rattled by the sudden increase in weight.

"Can you hold on?"

Gu Yun took a step forward.

Shen Qingcheng couldn't bear it anymore, her right leg dangling in the air suddenly lifted up, hooking Gu Yun's back forcefully, her left hand also twitched around Gu Yun's neck, trying to hug her companion tightly.

All the sharp touches given just now turned into a torrential rain on the tip of her heart at this moment.

Gu Yun was wrapped tightly around Shen Qingcheng's body, with her palms supporting her waist.

The reins couldn't be held any longer.

In the next second, the two dark shadows in the night sky fit together completely, except for the right hand hanging up under the starlight.

Gu Yun stared closely at the girl who belonged to him, and tremblingly straightened his index finger amidst the precarious feedback.

She is pointing to the sky, that is, she is pointing to God. She seems to be provoking the gods, so that the bystanders in the clouds have to watch the performance in the night.

The extreme indulgence in the spirit and the blooming desire in the body touch together, which brings about a crushing tremor.

Gu Yun stared at her fingers.

That finger, as if drawing power from the sky, stood upright until she completely fainted.

Amidst the blankness and tinnitus, Gu Yun slowly took a breath.

He hugged Shen Qingcheng and struggled to readjust the suspension.

The suspension dropped slowly, and the girl's bound hand fell back onto Gu Yun's shoulder.

While untying the rope for her, Shen Qingcheng woke up.

Under intense physical exertion, heavy doses of alcohol irrigation, and the joy brought by extreme pain, she still woke up so quickly, which Gu Yun had never imagined before.

Shen Qingcheng opened his eyes wearily, and the eyes were filled with water.

She arched her body on Gu Yun's shoulders, hugged his neck deeply, and hummed softly a few times, soft as snow.

Gu Yun hugged her and walked towards Sim Mengsi, who was more than two meters tall, her skin was sticky, without the elegance of a big star at all.

But he was still happy because he was hugging Shen Qingcheng, and the girl was also satisfied because she was hugged by Gu Yun.

Gu Yun was leaning on the head of the bed, but she was still hugging Gu Yun's neck tightly, showing no intention of jumping out of her embrace.

There is a new intimacy in the air, like two cats rubbing each other's fur.

The tranquility after the frenzy is full of miraculous charm, and this short period of tranquility makes people reluctant to speak.

They felt the temperature from each other's body and the strength from each other's arms, allowing time to run luxuriously.

No one can stop time at this moment, the surging hormones and adrenaline gradually subside, and when human beings have the ability to think again, the miracle will end.

The short-haired girl turned her head and stared blankly at the place where her tiptoes touched the sky just now.

There seemed to be a spilled Coke, and it was a mess.

"I... can't control it..."

Shen Qingcheng blushed and murmured, not daring to look up at Gu Yun.

At this moment, she seemed to be a helpless little girl.

"Do you know why?"

"I know, I'm happy"

She seemed a little embarrassed, and poked her chin hard on Gu Yun's shoulder.

After the game was over, her palm unconsciously stroked the back of Gu Yun's neck back and forth, as if she still wanted more.

"Tell you a disappointing thing, the happiness this time cannot be duplicated."

Gu Yun straightened her messy hair, and said slowly in Shen Qingcheng's ear.

"I know... because I'm special, right?"

Shen Qingcheng blinked and said in a low voice with a bit of complacency in her tone.

"Yes."

Gu Yun nodded.

An experience that cannot be replicated, because it is only valid for Shen Qingcheng.

If dialogue with the body is an art, then there cannot be two identical works of art in the world.

The latecomers will only be good or bad fakes.

Although it seems that the use of utensils is Gu Yun's short-lived inspiration, in fact, since Shen Qingcheng appeared in front of Gu Yun, his subconscious has been sketching such a scene.

Taboo is the source of desire, and behind such a huge blasphemy, there is a thrill of roaring and tsunami.

　Calvin, more later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)