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Yan Junge looked at the slightly tired face of the person in front of him and felt heartbroken. He reached out to hold the other person's waist and hugged him tightly into his arms with one force. He turned his head and kissed the soft and tender cheek, revealing a doting smile: "Yanyan, I don't miss that guy anymore. Even if he doesn't fall to death, he will probably be disabled. Let's go over and have a look after dawn tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Yan Junge's broad and powerful palms began to slowly knead his lover's slender waist, with a smile on his face that made people blush and heartbeat: "My little baby has been exhausted these days. Come on, come to your husband’s arms and have a good rest..."

Hearing this, Zhang Yiyan trembled, but he still rested his head on the broad and solid shoulders, and gently hugged the man's tight and strong waist with his fair and slender jade hands.

Then he raised his small and cute chin, blinked his big eyes, looked up and stared at the man above, and a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth: "Yan Junge~"

"Huh? What's wrong, baby~" Yan Junge deliberately spoke with a pinched throat, his voice so sweet that it made people's skin crawl. Before he finished speaking, he quickly leaned down, his lips accurately covered Zhang Yiyan's delicate red lips, and kissed her hard.

"Yan Junge, I want to take a shower and change my clothes." A rare coquettish tone. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, even he couldn't help but blush with embarrassment, and those beautiful eyes were filled with a gentle smile.

"Okay~ My husband will take you to take a shower. Let's change into these black clothes and wear what my husband prepared for you."

(??????) "Okay~" Zhang Yiyan was already numb to his husband's remarks and didn't want to correct him.

Seeing that he was happy, Yan Junge kissed him on the cheek again, then let go, squatted down, and patted his back, "Yanyan, come up, my husband will carry you!"

"Haha, okay~" Zhang Yiyan chuckled, lying on his back, holding his neck with one hand and pinching his ears with the other, "Let's go!"

"Let's drive!!!" Yan Junge yelled and ran a few steps quickly, causing the people on his back to giggle.

The moonlight shines like water on the road. Yan Junge is carrying the person on his back, his steps are steady and light. From time to time, he would bump the person on his back, causing him to chuckle a few times, which echoed in the silence like a silver bell. Their figures intertwined under the moonlight, forming a warm picture.

The hair brushed Yan Junge's cheek, bringing a faint fragrance. A feeling of happiness surged into my heart, "Yanyan, I love you! (づ￣3￣)づ"

Zhang Yiyan closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed the tranquility of this moment and each other's company. Hearing this, he opened his bright eyes and gently stroked Yan Junge's cheek with his palm, "Yeah!"

"You can't lie about your words, Yanyan ~ you also have to say you love me, say it quickly!"

He stopped and gently put his lover down. The two faced each other, their eyes full of love and warmth. He held his small face with his big hands and forced the person to look at him. Their eyes met and they couldn't hide.

Zhang Yiyan was helpless by his troubles, smiled and nodded, "Love~"

"No~"

His breathing seemed to stop for a moment, and just one word sent Yan Junge into an almost crazy state. Unable to suppress the surging emotions in his heart, he kissed him eagerly and murmured: "Yanyan, this word is enough..."

The big hands were groping wildly, and every touch was like igniting a blazing flame, burning the passionate desire even more vigorously. Their kiss gradually became deeper and more intense.

The delicate white arms couldn't help but wrap around his neck, and their bodies became closer and closer together. His waist suddenly tightened, and Yan Junge picked up the person in his arms with one hand and strode forward, seemingly unable to restrain his desire for that delicious food.

Not long after, they arrived at the inn where they stayed when they first landed on the island. The two looked at each other, smiled tacitly, and then gently opened the door of the inn. There was no one in the house, only the strings of twinkling lights added a bit of romance and warmth.

Water flowed out continuously from the nozzle, forming a layer of fine mist, which evenly fell on them, bringing bursts of refreshing coolness. The annoying clothes were torn apart at will and discarded on the ground, leaving only the last thin undershirt, which had been soaked with water and stuck tightly to the skin, perfectly outlining the exquisite figure curves.

Yan Junge swallowed hard and sighed secretly: This is simply a naked wet temptation!

With a slight exertion of his big hands, his smooth, jade-white shoulders were revealed. Then, he swallowed his saliva again.

"Yanyan, you are so beautiful..." Yan Junge murmured softly, slowly lowered his head, and kissed the delicate white shoulders softly. His movements were extremely slow and meticulous, as if he were carving an extremely precious work of art.

From the collarbone to the neck, every part of the skin has received his careful and gentle care. When the tip of his tongue drew circles around Zhang Yiyan's ear, the latter's whole body almost went limp, and his originally clear eyes gradually became misty, and finally he leaned weakly in Yan Junge's broad and warm embrace.

Zhang Yiyan used all his strength to push the big head that was acting wantonly, and said breathlessly: "No... no, can't..."

When Yan Junge heard this, his body stiffened suddenly, and then he recovered as before. He took a deep breath and coaxed softly: "Okay, honey, I listen to you, let's not make it to the last step."

In fact, he knew very well that Zhang Yiyan had feelings for him, but he might not be fully mentally prepared yet. Because of this, you must not be impatient and should give him enough time to slowly accept all this.

Be gentle, be gentle, take your time, and let Yanyan truly feel your affection.

At this moment, Zhang Yiyan was as weak and boneless as a lotus left in the wind. His delicate body was trembling slightly, and she retracted into Yan Junge's broad and warm embrace without reservation.

Blinking his steamy eyes, tilting his head slightly, breathing heavily, Yan Junge's eyes were already red, covering his thin and pink chest, feeling the trembling of the person in his arms, "Don't be afraid of words, baby~ I won’t hurt you~”

The water drops flowed down the body, washing away the fatigue and dirt of the day. You can hear the sound of water drops falling on the ground, crisp and rhythmic. Water vapor permeates the entire bathroom. Close your eyes and feel the impact and caress of the water. It seems that all your worries have been washed away, and your body and mind are completely relaxed.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the window on the big bed in the room, waking up the sleeping world. There is a fresh breath in the air, as if everything is starting again. The birds sang happily, seeming to cheer for the new day.

Zhang Yiyan nestled in Yan Junge's arms like a kitten, feeling the dazzling sunlight. He turned over face to face and leaned into Yan Junge's arms. His voice was slightly hoarse, "Well~ you have to get up and boxing."

"O(n_n)O haha~ You're still boxing, aren't you tired?" He gently stroked the soft hair, pressed a kiss, gropingly covered his red lips, and put his big hands around his thin waist and rubbed it slowly, "Baby, don't Now that you’re done boxing, your husband will take you to other sports.”

"!!! I won't punch, I'll hit you!" He lightly punched him on the arm, and he was hugged tighter and his ears were sucked, causing him to tremble. "Stop making trouble and get up."

The two of them quarreled for a while before Yan Junge was willing to let go. After washing, he thought about combing Yanyan's hair, but he couldn't find the wooden comb. "Where's the comb? I still need to show off my learning results. Yanyan, I feel like my hair-tying skills have improved now."

Mentioning the comb, Zhang Yiyan suddenly thought of something and his face turned a little ugly. Xu Kangchen took the wooden comb away, and Yan Junge's face became darker when he thought of this.

He lowered his head and took his soft cheek into his mouth, and gave her a big kiss, "That bastard should have been beaten again yesterday."

In the end, they failed to show off their hair-tying skills. The two went downstairs, and Yan Junge found noodles and cooked a bowl for each of them before going out.

"Yanyan, are we going to visit the cliff yesterday?"

"Well, let's go."