Immortal, save me!

In his memory, no one had ever treated him like this before. This feeling was very strange and... irritating. It disturbed his calm heart and he could not calm down for a long time.

He looked at the bright moon in the sky and was rarely confused. How would he face Luo Jin next?

No matter what he thought, he returned to the house late at night. At this time, all the lights outside had been extinguished, except for the dim candlelight in this room, which illuminated the sleeping boy lying on his stomach at the table.

Mo Yin walked over and leaned over to look at him, and saw that the young man's face was turned to one side, his eyes were closed, his lips were slightly open, and he was sleeping soundly.

Mo Yin looked at him. Thinking of what this man had done to him before, he couldn't help but feel hot and his face quickly turned red. He took a deep breath to calm down and reached out to carry Luo Jin to the bed.

I don't know if Luo Jin had a sweet dream, but the corners of her mouth were curled up with a very obvious smile.

"Fairy..."

A murmur.

Mo Yin paused, thinking he was awake, and turned to look at him, only to find that he was just talking in his sleep.

He reached out and touched Luo Jin's cheek, hesitated for a moment, then leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

Just as he was about to get up, the sleeping person suddenly moved. The young man turned over to face him, put an arm on his waist, and used a slight force to hook him onto the bed. Before Mo Yin could move, a leg crossed over. , pressed directly on Mo Yin.

Mo Yin: "..."

His heartbeat was up and down. Looking at Luo Jin, he found that he was not awake yet, just turning over.

He moved, trying to get rid of the restraints, but he was tightly bound. If he moved any harder, Luo Jin might wake up, so he compromised and stayed still, so he simply closed his eyes and rested.

This was the first time that he and Luo Jin lay on the same bed to rest. Previously, Luo Jin would sleep while he sat aside to practice, so that he only realized the next morning that it was extremely dishonest for Luo Jin to sleep.

The sky was slightly bright, and Mo Yin opened his eyes. He was awakened by the suffocation. When he opened his eyes, he saw a piece of fair and flawless skin, with the good smell of the young man. His hands were pressed by Luo Jin. , his waist was wrapped around Luo Jin's legs, and his whole body was firmly pressed under Luo Jin's body.

He pushed the person away expressionlessly and breathed in the fresh air, which made his face look better.

However, the good times did not last long, Luo Jin came around again and pressed him under her again, but this time she did not bury his whole face in his chest, but turned sideways and rested her head on top of his head.

Mo Yin didn't wake him up, thinking it was still early and let him sleep a little longer. After all, his injury was just fine.

He closed his eyes and slept lightly. Unexpectedly, Luo Jin scored twice, which completely broke his cognition.

Luo Jin put her hand on his neck. She didn't know if it was uncomfortable. She moved her hand and placed it on Mo Yin's collarbone. Maybe it felt good to the touch. The thief hand slowly found his collar, and then moved it from The collar slipped in.

Mo Yin pursed his lips and opened his eyes, looking at Luo Jin with unknown meaning, but saw that her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was still sleeping soundly.

But Mo Yin knew that this man was already awake, because the breath blowing on the top of his head had obviously changed its rhythm.

He changed back to his original appearance, ready to test Luo Jin's reaction. Perhaps he noticed a change in the muscles under his hands. Luo Jin paused his hands, and his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

Mo Yin did not take out the hand from his clothes, but turned over, lying on top of Luo Jin, looking down at Luo Jin, whose eyelashes were trembling and her Adam's apple rolled.

He lowered his head, his breath fell on the tip of Luo Jin's nose, and his lips slowly approached Luo Jin. The young man could not hold his breath and remained motionless, as if he had not yet woken up.

Mo Yin kissed him briefly on the lips. When he was about to leave, the bright red lips opened and covered his. The young man opened his eyes and looked at him slyly.

He said vaguely: "Immortal, you brought this to my door on your own initiative."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stuck his tongue out and put a lot of nonsense into Mo Yin's mouth, entangled Mo Yin's lips and tongue, with such a posture that he wanted to eat Mo Yin.

A pair of hands were even more dishonest as they wandered freely inside Mo Yin's clothes, stroking them gently and slowly, in an extremely provocative manner.

In fact, he woke up when Mo Yin pushed him away, but he did it on purpose. It was rare for the immortal to sleep next to him, so he couldn't help but want to do something.

So he pretended not to wake up, turned over and pressed the immortal down again. He originally wanted to lie down like this for a while, but his hand was on the immortal's neck and he could clearly feel the immortal's warm and smooth skin, which made him feel uncomfortable. He thought of the wonderful touch yesterday and couldn't control it for a moment. He had his own ideas and moved his hand to the immortal's collarbone arbitrarily.

He thought that it would be better to keep moving anyway, so he reached down and directly inserted his hand into the immortal's collar.

However, he did not expect that the immortal would change back to his original state. When he noticed the changes in the muscles under his hands, the immortal's picturesque face flashed through his mind, and then he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

What was even more surprising was that the immortal actually took the initiative to get close to him and kissed him on the lips!

But at that moment, before he could taste it, the immortal's lips were about to leave. This doesn't work! Luo Jin opened her eyes decisively and pushed the person down.

He wantonly sought out Mo Yin's breath, staring at Mo Yin's peach-colored cheeks with half-squinted eyes, and the moving corners of his eyes that looked like rouge. He didn't know what night it was, and just wanted to sink into it. He was in a state of confusion every moment. Such a wonderful moment.

However, that was just his imagination, because he was pushed away, and just when he was untying the immortal's belt, his immortal held down his shoulders, using force on his hands, and took advantage of him to open his mouth in pain. , took the opportunity to slip out.

The clothes were open, revealing the immortal's smooth and white chest. The two pink breasts stood in front, and there were bright fingerprints nearby.

Luo Jin stared straight at it, licked her lips, and wanted to get up and get closer, but the immortal refused to let him go and directly pushed him back.

Luo Jin's gaze moved up and fell on the immortal's red and swollen lips. Perhaps his gaze was too hot, so his lips pursed, and then she saw the immortal put away his clothes, turned over and got out of bed.

He looked at Mo Yin's closed clothes with pity. His body was hot and hot, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Immortal, I feel uncomfortable~"

Mo Yin glanced at him and said with a straight face: "You deserve it!"

Luo Jin was dissatisfied. It was obvious that the immortal had reacted, so how could he say he deserved it?

Luo Jin smiled and said: "Immortals think about it too, I know."

Mo Yin: "..."

He felt that his future peace was about to disappear.

Enduring the discomfort, he directly changed his body shape and left with a puff of sleeves.

"I'm going out."

"Is the Immortal going to run away?"

Luo Jin's teasing voice sounded.

Mo Yin paused, turned to look at him, and saw the young man sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding his chin in his hands and staring at him, his eyes covering his whole body, not clean.

He pursed his stinging lips and realized that this boy had grown up and was no longer the innocent child he once was.