Tyrannosaurus Rex and Xiaojiaohua [The End Times]

"Prophet."

Through the stuffy quilt, Qiao Muqi heard Shen Dechuan's voice.

"The Devourer."

The other voice was cold and without any emotional ups and downs.

"You still dare to take the initiative to find me."

Shen Dechuan let out a short laugh.

Shen Dechuan is definitely not a person suitable for laughing.

He could only sneer, sneer, or contemptuously, in short, only provocatively.

Qiao Muqi guessed that he might be frowning.

His eye sockets are deep, and there is a natural ruthlessness in his eyebrows.Once the sharp brows are pressed down, the whole person's aura will change from arrogant and loose to ferocious.Murderous intent revealed.

"Don't forget how the last prophet died." Shen Dechuan threatened again in a low voice: "Keep your mouth shut. The prophecy that shouldn't be said is hidden in your stomach, otherwise, let it be buried with you .”

Qiao Muqi in the bed couldn't help shivering because of the strong evil spirit.

The other party was unmoved, and only replied coldly: "I only say what the prophet should say."

"So now what do you want to say? In private?"

"Creator." The other said, "I am here for the Creator."

"Get lost." Shen Dechuan spat out the word lightly.

"Six o'clock tomorrow night, Qiong Qihai."

This is the last sentence of the other party.

There was no sound outside for a long time.Qiao Muxi hesitated, loosened the soil like a gopher, and tentatively drilled out a head.

Shen Dechuan half closed his eyes, showing a rare look of vigilance.

"that......"

Qiao Muqi licked his lips before speaking, interrupting Shen Dechuan's thinking tremblingly.

"Then, that, I first..."

"Stay."

Shen Dechuan interrupted him, ordering to leave these two unresolved words.

Qiao Muqi stared blankly at Shen Dechuan walking into the bathroom with his upper body bare.

The glass door with the pattern of broken ice vaguely reflects the robust body of a mature man, followed by the sound of rushing water.

The ambiguous atmosphere gradually dissipated, Qiao Muxi unconsciously touched his face, his hands trembled in shock from the scalding heat above.

——It was almost just now...

Qiao Muxi thought in fear.

The heat of the skin's close contact and the touch of Shen Dechuan's palm are lingering.It was as if the mind had undergone another bombardment, blowing all the thoughts into scattered fragments and falling down one after another.

I just can't figure out why it develops to the point where the body is intertwined/entangled inexplicably.

Qiao Muxi was even more unwilling to think about why he didn't even have the consciousness of violent resistance, so he just let the intimacy go deep//in a smooth manner.

He shook his head, and suddenly realized that he absolutely couldn't stay here anymore.Otherwise, it's hard to say what unexpected things will happen later.

He tiptoed up and tried to sneak away furtively.

Swish.

Just when Qiao Muqi passed by the bathroom door, the sliding door opened automatically.

Qiao Muxi froze his body, not daring to move, and he didn't lift his head.

A ball of hot white mist slowly drifted out from the bathroom, and he might be grabbed by the back collar like a powerless chicken again.

Qiao Muqi kept being an ostrich and was dragged all the way back and fell on the bed.

"Let you stay."

Shen Dechuan's sharp eyes seemed to be wrapped in a net.

"I..." Qiao Muxi raised his head subconsciously, caught off guard by seeing an overly muscular body.The words that were finally organized were lost in minutes.

Just a little bit to completely forget about it.

Shen Dechuan has a weird habit of sleeping naked.

The blushing and embarrassment came and went, climbing up the two ears all the way.

Shen Dechuan went around to the other side and lay down on the bed regardless of his half-wet hair.A long arm confidently hooked Qiao Muxi's waist and pulled it over, forming a gesture of hugging him tightly from behind.

Qiao Muxi could feel the strange yet familiar breath on the sensitive back of his neck, warm, and like a small electric current running through his limbs and bones, stirring up a little bit of numbness.

"I, I'd better go back to my own room..." Qiao Muxi grabbed the hand on his waist, pulling away with red ears.

"There is no room for you." Shen Dechuan snorted coldly, "All rooms are mine. You are also mine now."

Shen Dechuan's awareness of personal domain division is so strong that he is also very sensitive to the classification of personal characters.Qiao Muqi could probably understand Shen Dechuan's meaning: This is my territory, and everything belongs to me, including you.

Refuting Shen Dechuan's domain division is no less than stepping on a lion's tail, and it is not allowed.

Qiao Muqi once did it boldly and recklessly, and the lessons he learned afterwards were enough to be remembered for a lifetime.

"I can......."

I can leave.

Qiao Muqi still wanted to show his toughness.

"You are in the inner space." Shen Dechuan stuck it firmly again, "If you step out of here, you will die."

In a world where only those with supernatural powers are allowed to dominate, ordinary people who are originally like ants are nothing more than small floating dust here.

Qiao Mu pursed his lips embarrassingly, covering up the beginning of confusion.Through a thin layer of fabric, the moist flesh behind him seems to be connected to the flesh, inseparable.Not only that.The burning/hot/hard/stiff thing that is almost embedded in the seam can be guessed with the help of a toenail.

This is a one-sided overwhelming torture.

It is probably because it is hard to change the nature of controlling Qiao Muqi and submissiveness, and Shen Dechuan's insatiable character traits are also revealed.Two arms casually hugged the thin body, pinched Qiao Muxi's right hand with one hand, and lifted the clothes with the other hand to touch the smooth skin.

Shen Dechuan leaned against Qiao Mu and slowly licked his fleshy pinnae.After a while, it's more like grinding your teeth before eating, with a little warmth.

"Umm..."

Qiao Muqi gritted his teeth and couldn't stop his breath.His five fingers sank into the pillow, grabbing a handful of cotton was the only way to vent.The back of the ear was constantly licked by a greasy tongue, and then the ear socket was sunken.The opponent's very QING/SE attack is like simulating a real XING action, releasing a charming atmosphere.

Two years after they broke up, Qiao Muqi never had close contact with anyone else.

Even good brother Ji Buyi can at most hook his shoulders.It's not someone else's problem, it seems to be out of his own psychological boundaries.To him, the slightest intimacy is like a strange thing that breaks through the snail's protective shell, full of threats.

Qiao Muxi once thought that he was not good at interpersonal communication, and once participated in psychotherapy.

Only now did he understand that maybe it was because he had received Shen Dechuan's overly aggressive touch/touching that he couldn't get in touch with others.

The name Shen Dechuan, these hands and this body are engraved on the heart and in the bones without moving.

Qiao Muqi finally dared to admit a fact: Shen Dechuan is irreplaceable.

Shen Dechuan is similar to opium in ancient civilizations, it is a strong evil, once contaminated, it is difficult to escape.And he is a coward who thinks he has given up opium.Without Shen Dechuan, he can deceive himself and return to normal life.But Shen Dechuan's color appeared slightly, and other people and things instantly fell to the level of plain boiled water.Bland and tasteless.

His body was trembling under those frivolous palms, so that his fragile nerves seemed to be rubbed/rubbed roughly, and he convulsed and wanted to cry out.

Only Shen Dechuan could easily do this, just using a hug and a deep kiss to fetter his entire body.

Realizing this, the wetness in the eye sockets condensed into real tears, and they would fall down with a slight tremor.Qiao Muqi's mushy mind couldn't tell whether it was due to the despair of being imprisoned in a cage that could not break free, or whether it was caused by a sensitive body.

He sobbed softly.

The usual tears are selfish, breaking away from his own will, and revealing the weakness in his heart without authorization.This time the crying came from the loss of psychological boundaries torn.

The rough fingers pinching//playing on the chest stopped, and quietly retreated to a relatively safe position around the waist.

Shen Dechuan stopped attacking unexpectedly.

Shen Dechuan perched on a spine along the arbor and dropped kisses densely.In the end, she just leaned against him and stopped moving.

During the whole process, there was no words other than Qiao Muxi's uncontrollable panting and Shen Dechuan's clicks.

Qiao Muxi couldn't remember whether they were so silent and wild in bed before they broke up.He only understood Shen Dechuan's lofty hands.

At the same time, I also know that Shen Dechuan's tolerance is a rare thing in ten years.

Good luck escaped this time, and there is no need to have a relationship in a trance.It just means that the next time he reaches out for help, he must consciously sacrifice himself as the price.

——Will the Clown of Destruction appear again?

Qiao Muxi was thinking wildly in frustration: Why on earth is the clown staring at him so hard?If the Clown of Destruction reappears next time, can he still turn to Shen Dechuan for help?

Do you want to consider applying for special protection from the Security Bureau?

But how does that explain the Clown of Doom staring at him?

Qiao Muqi had no idea at all.

At this moment, he remembered and glanced at his wrist, but he didn't see the shadow of Zhinao at all.

——When should Shen Dechuan take him away?

Qiao Muqi tried his best to let his brain cells focus on these problems, instead of thinking about whether the person behind him closed his eyes and slept peacefully, or was staring at him without blinking.

He tensed his body, but wanted to pretend to be asleep, so as not to face the embarrassing scene.

——Do you want to make up with Shen Dechuan?

The idiom of revival of old love still overcomes all difficulties and emerges tenaciously.

Two years ago, Qiao Muqi and Shen Dechuan broke up.

At that time, Qiao Muqi successfully passed the independent enrollment of the University of Ancient Arts, and even entered the second grade directly because of his excellent grades.And Shen Dechuan is in control of his identity credentials, financial resources, and social circle dominance.

It can be said that in front of Shen Dechuan, he is a transparent person with no secrets at all.This matter is also included.

Shen Dechuan forbade him to pursue his dream of ancient art research, and the two argued and quarreled for more than two months, and they finally broke up.

It's unbelievable until now.Qiao Muqi couldn't figure out how he could look like a person who completely depended on Shen Dechuan in his memory?It seemed that Shen Dechuan had to ask for permission to make friends even for big and small matters?According to Shen Dechuan's personality, how could he easily agree to break up?

tired?

Then why now...

Qiao Muxi thought about it drowsily, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The author has something to say: Da Shen: I am rough, I have wheat-colored skin, and I sleep naked. Do you still love me?

Xiao Qiao: I cried again ORZ, do you still love me?

The warmth is over, let's continue to do things