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The lips and tongue were moist, rubbing together roughly, twisting and rolling without shame.

Shameless...

Chu Wanning was unwilling to admit defeat, but he had always been abstinent, and the other person's sudden desire to come out of the box was so vivid and terrifying, almost like a vicious beast, wanting to bite his throat and eat his flesh and blood.

He didn't know why he became like this. At this point, he didn't know whether he was right or wrong, and what to do next.

This man who was observant, ascetic, restrained, lonely, and planned every step he took for the next hundred steps, seemed to be torn to pieces and destroyed at this moment.

Only his stubbornness was engraved into his bones, and he was still the driftwood that supported him in the sea of ​​desire. He refused to show weakness. Even though his back was already numb and his soul seemed empty, he still preferred to take the initiative rather than be a soft and resigned person. The thing in the palm of a broken hand.

It's a pity that although the ambition is high, the skills are extremely poor.

It was so bad that Mo Ran was bumped by his lips and teeth more than once. He did not restrain his strength and bit the tip of his tongue, which was filled with sweet blood. It was so bad that his breath became faster, his face became redder, and his breathing became more chaotic and difficult.

In the end, Mo Ran laughed. He only felt that Chu Wanning, who worked hard but had no standard at all, was really very lovable.

His once cold and hard heart melted away, turning into sparkling spring water and thousands of miles of lakes, glowing with fine golden ripples, wrapping around his fingers.

When they separated, their lips and tongues were connected with sticky water, and their lips were red and wet. Their eyes were filled with tenderness and desire. The ink-burning voice was hoarse and heavy with water vapor. He looked down at Chu Wanning. With his eyes, his rough fingertips brushed against Chu Wanning's cheek.

Chu Wanning also knew that his skills were so bad, but he just didn't want to give in. He narrowed his eyes and asked in a coercive tone: "Why are you laughing?"

Seeing that the ink burned and did not answer, the smile in his eyes became deeper, which made him more and more annoyed.

"Isn't what I did...wrong?"

A burning smile finally appeared on the corner of his lips, and he hugged him again, this time face to face. The equally tall and straight bodies of men hugged each other. They were not as close as between men and women, but there was more excitement. Stronger flames, heavier sparks.

"What's wrong? It's absolutely right." Mo Ran rubbed the top of his hair affectionately, then rubbed his ears and temples together, "Master is the best..."

"Then you still laugh!"

Mo Ran smiled deeply, his chest was hot and hard, but his heart was getting softer and softer.

"My reaction was more than just laughing."

Chu nightning has not yet understood the profound meaning of this. As Mo Ran hugged him deeper and deeper, from just being close to his upper body to covering his whole body, he suddenly felt that this man's extremely fierce and vigorous enthusiasm was close to him. There was a slight movement of breathing, and the feeling was so exciting, so intense, and so fresh that it made my scalp numb, my heartbeat stalled, I shuddered, but my throat felt tight and dry.

This thing made Chu Wanning suddenly realize how aggressive, powerful, and ferocious the seemingly gentle man in front of him was, so much so that even flesh and blood could kill people and tear apart their organs. .

His hair stood on end, and he immediately wanted to push him away, but before he could raise his hand, the ink-shaped, plump and surprisingly hot lips kissed him again, moist and hot, they took his lips and sucked them. kiss. This man's breathing was deep and blazing, and his ferocious body kept touching Chu Wanning through the clothes. Chu Wanning was lost in thought because of this terrible enthusiasm. The thick and hot tongue had invaded his mouth, hungry and thirsty, sucking and obsessively kissing him, rubbing against him. In the end, Chu Wanning's mind went blank, and his legs They are all soft and numb...

He was trembling slightly, because of the excitement, the unfamiliar feeling of powerlessness, the hard heat, and the burning hot passion.

That day, Chu Wanning didn't know how he returned to the pinnacle of life and death. He seemed to be stupefied and unconscious in everything he did. The only thing he remembered was that when they parted in front of the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, they were panting and clinging to each other in the dark night. They embraced each other and kissed each other hungrily for a long time. They wished they could swallow their lover and love alive. It was never enough... not enough...

Vaguely, he remembered Mo Ran whispering to him, asking him to allow him to sleep at the Red Lotus Pavilion tonight. Chu Wanning probably spent the last time of his clarity before he panted and tried to regain some sense, but did not agree. .

He didn't know why he didn't agree. Maybe it was due to inexplicable pride, maybe he couldn't adapt to being alone for too long, or maybe he was rigid and pedantic. He felt that all this was ridiculous. Although it was infinitely tempting, it was caught off guard and too fast. .

After finally getting rid of lust and burning, Chu night opened the door and entered. When he entered the waterside pavilion, he understood for the first time in his life what it means to "not dare to look back."

He knew that his strings had been stretched to the extreme. If he turned back at this moment, he would probably fail in his efforts, his desire would burst, and he would no longer be able to push away the person in front of him.

They will be burned to ashes, not even the dregs will be left.

When he went back to bathe and change clothes, Allen Chu found that his underwear was wet. The sweet and slightly coquettish smell made him blush, and he was at a loss. Even the tips of his cold phoenix eyes were red, and his thin two-tailed begonias were red. Color.

He stayed there for a long time, and he couldn't help but think, how could this happen? How come things are like this?

In his life, he had never been so out of control, so passive, never before.

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