Pray for the sun again

Late at night.

Other places in Honmaru have long been immersed in the tranquility of night, except here.

The breeze gently swayed the white and delicate flowers of jasmine, and the rich fragrance released by the small flowers was enough to waft far away.

The silver-haired boy stretched out his hand and gently brushed the side of Ink's face, his fingertips lingering between his eyebrows and eyes.The skin moistened with water was warm and soft, just like the lips gently touched by the boy at this moment.Minghu embraced the black-haired man with one hand, moved his palm up to support his slender neck, wrapped his other arm around his waist, and brought him to himself.

"Master Shui Mo..." The young man touched Shui Mo's forehead, and he murmured on the other's lips as his breath intertwined, "I belong to you...Please, you also belong to me."

Hearing this, the judge with water-blue eyes laughed lightly. He stretched out his fingers and poked the tight and lean muscles on the young man's back lightly, thinking inappropriately, this guy usually looks slender and thin, unexpectedly It really is…

Feeling the fingertips of the god judge on his back like the scratches of a kitten, Minghu suddenly felt that his back was burning badly, and the increasingly fierce heat was continuously transmitted to his brain from the place where the god judge touched, The rationality that was struggling to collapse was testing on the edge of a sudden rupture.

"Master Shui Mo..." Could you please have a sense of crisis?

These words flashed through the young man's mind, but the sudden jump of his body in the next second interrupted such thoughts.

"Lord!" The silver-haired boy who was hugged by Shui Mo exclaimed, and the warm spring water raised a small curtain of water in mid-air as the boy left.Subconsciously grasping the other's arm with both hands, by the time Minghu came to his senses, the judge had already carried him away from the stairs in the water and walked towards the bedroom.

The water drips down the stone path in the courtyard to the wooden porch, and the fragrance of jasmine permeates the inner room unreservedly, dyeing every place in the house with this pleasant atmosphere.

The god-judgment's robe fell into the hot spring long ago, and the Minghu's underwear was also left by the spring. At this moment, the two men's skin touched, their hearts were full of passion, and their eyes that met each other revealed the possessiveness of the male instinct. want.

Ink and ink looked away and looked around the room.

If it's too late to make the bed...

His eyes locked on the soft bed by the window.

This is the usual napping place for god-inspectors. The wide seat covered with cotton batting is not as stiff and narrow as ordinary wooden seats.

Putting the boy on the soft bed, Shui Mo leaned forward, kissed the corner of Minghu's lips lightly, then turned around to get the towel hanging in the outhouse.Unexpectedly, before he even took a step, he was wrapped around his waist with one hand by the person behind him, and he fell backwards on the soft collapse with a force.

Looking at the young man on top of him, Shui Mo raised his eyebrows unconsciously, and looked at Minghu's slightly narrowed golden eyes with great interest.How could the hunter's gaze that flashed unconsciously in those eyes escape the person who had been watching him?

Forget it, since he wants it, so be it.

Shui Mo sighed in his heart, smiled lowly, and fully opened his body to the other party.

Throughout the process, the teenager was very gentle.He was so patient that the judge couldn't help but wonder if he was not attractive enough.Only when he caught a glimpse of the forbearance between Minghu's brows from the corner of his eye, he blinked slowly, hooked the other party's neck and pulled him closer, and sighed in a low voice beside Minghu's ear: "Your Highness, enough is enough. Come in."

This sentence is like the final blow to pierce the flood dam, completely destroying Minghu's last restraint, without the shackle called Yin Ren, the strength of the young man is simply terrifying, Shui Mo only feels like he is being swept forward by the flood The driftwood is like a light feather flying up and down under the gust of wind. Every part of his body is branded by the opponent, from the body to the heart, from the hair to the soles of the feet.

From body to soul.

Pain was overwhelmed by pleasure as early as the very beginning, the blood in the body boiled as if ignited by heat, and the line of reason in the brain was cut off long ago.In a blur of consciousness, he seemed to hear someone's panting, hitting his heart one by one.

"Your Highness...Your Highness...Your Highness..." He whispered, with sparkling light in his water-blue eyes, and his unfocused eyes looked towards the void, "Please...slow...slowly..." Before he finished speaking , the pleasure from that place once again overwhelmed his reason, unconsciously clutching the bedding under him tightly, his dry and slender fingers had already leaked sweat at this time, and the fingertips were so hard until they turned white.

Minghu sent himself into Shui Mo's body again, feeling the warm and soft tolerance of the other party, and his mind was in a trance for a while.As a sword, it's not like I haven't seen such a thing for thousands of years.For a sword of Minghu's age, although he can't say he knows a lot about human affairs, what such a long time has brought him is not only excellent patience, but also after seeing too much. The calmness settled in his soul.He never thought that he would get a human body one day, with a warm body temperature, and he never thought that he would meet someone who he couldn't let go of anyway.

The silver-haired boy rested his hands on Shui Mo's side, staring deeply at the person in front of him.Shui Mo breathed rapidly with his slightly open mouth, his half-closed eyes were hazy, and his calm face seemed to have let go of the last defense at this moment, so gorgeous like a delicate rose in a greenhouse.

However, he clearly knew that the person who was willing to lie under him at this moment was definitely not a weak flower in the greenhouse.This lord possesses great strength, nobility, and an admirable mind.

But it was because Minghu knew.

He knows how powerful the person he is embracing at this moment is, so he can feel his love for himself without hindrance.He has heard someone say it, or read it in a book, love means mutual respect, mutual support, mutual understanding, and mutual trust.

Such a word, how could it not be referring to Lord Shui Mo and himself.They love and trust each other, and they can tell what is in each other's heart just by looking at each other. Although there have been times of disagreement, isn't this a sign of close relationship?

The fiercely burning flame in his heart was slowly calmed down by such sweet thoughts, Minghu slowly bent down/body, and kissed the side of Shui Mo's neck, once and for all, as if he wanted to kiss through this beautiful body Ink heart.

"Lord, you are mine now." The young man whispered in Shui Mo's ear.

The man who got a temporary breather gradually regained his clarity of thinking, and he only felt a simple sentence repeating in his ears.

You are mine.

Shui Mo sneered, he seldom heard such childish words, so he couldn't help but smile at this time, while stretching out his fingers to trace the boy's eyes and eyebrows looking at him tenderly, he spoke in a low voice, his voice was expected to be a little hoarse, with Some jokes: "His Royal Highness Minghu, you are really long-winded."

Hearing this, Minghu rarely bent his lips.The gilt eyes overflowed with love and compassion.He stretched out his hand and pulled the other party's finger across his face, brought it to his lips and kissed it gently, then stretched out the tip of his tongue to slowly lick the slightly moist fingertips, all his lowered eyes were focused on Shui Mo's face, the red at the end of his eyes Wen seems to have absorbed his vitality and is as coquettish and beautiful as it came alive.

"You are so beautiful." As if bewildered, Shui Mo murmured subconsciously, his blue eyes were occupied by the boy's gradually enlarged face.

I don't know if it is such a small word that drifted into Minghu's ears. He raised the corners of his mouth again, and the movements under his body gradually eased, but the momentum of going straight to the end didn't change much, and he wiped it accurately every time. Inside Ink's body, the black-haired man had to put his arms across his mouth and nose, trying to block his sweet voice.

Minghu lowered his head and looked at the person under him. The brocade-like black hair spread out on the soft bed, smooth like black silk, which contrasted strongly with the person's fair skin. The beautiful body looks even more gorgeous.His eyes flicked across the red marks left by his own hands on the fair skin, little by little, like petals of roses, adorned on such a beautiful body, it was shockingly beautiful.

I am closely connected with such a beautiful person, and no one can separate us.

He thought, with tenderness in his golden eyes.

Minghu gently removed the arm that blocked Ink's mouth and nose, he bent down/body up, gently stroked Ink's forehead with his fingertips, brushed away the broken hair around his eyes, and then fell on his lips. A kiss, and whispered: "My lord...Master Ink...I love you, please stay with me forever...No, we will always be together."

As the last word fell to the ground, the object buried in the body of the ink reached an unprecedented depth, and the unstoppable □□ came out of someone's mouth without hindrance.

Let loose to the point where I feel terrible.

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