[Onmyoji] Fengshen's dad's daily life

Yimulian only felt that there was a fire in Huang's palm, which made his legs go limp.He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Huang hugged him first, his arms firmly clamped him in his arms, preventing him from moving.

"Lian, you know what I mean." Huang pressed his chin on Yimulian's shoulder affectionately, with all the weight of his body on it, and easily pressed Yimulian down.

Layers of water ripples appeared on the surface of the illusion, Yimu Lian lay stiffly, not daring to move, "I..."

Huang waited for a while, but didn't hear anything, so he turned his head slightly, rubbed against Yimulian's neck lightly, moved one leg slowly, followed his leg up, and rubbed it onto his thigh bit by bit, pressing it down. .

Yimulian trembled slightly after being rubbed by him, but still didn't dare to move, and didn't speak.

"What are you worried about?" Huang asked in a low voice, his breath blowing on Yimulian's neck, and when he spoke, his lips seemed to touch his neck, exhaling a moist and warm breath, "I'm afraid you are used to me. After my existence, I will suddenly leave and leave you alone?"

"..."

"Lian, I'm not one of those fickle and hypocritical human beings." Huang closed his eyes, and slowly dawdled on the side of Yimulian's neck, very intimate, with a hint of bewitching, "Lian..."

Yimulian was rubbed numb all over by him, subconsciously shrugged his shoulders to avoid it, but his neckline was rubbed open, revealing a beautiful collarbone, "Huang, let me go first..."

"No, if you let go, you will run, and then you will hide from me." Huang put his forehead on his shoulder, fumbled to grab his hand, and put it on his chest, "Lian, I won't let you go, If one day I make you sad and do something sorry for you, you can kill me and dig out my heart from here."

Yimulian was forcibly held by him and pressed his hand on his chest, but he couldn't break free when he wanted to withdraw his hand.I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Huang directly led his hand to press into the front of the shirt, under his palm was Huang's chest, the warm skin was hotter than his palm.

"Even, you can't get rid of me until I die."

"Don't say such strange words!" Yimulian was a little annoyed, but his flushed ears and cheeks made him look obviously annoyed, without any deterrent effect, "I'm going to rest, I didn't hear anything just now..."

"No, you heard it." Huang ignored his flinching, pressed forward step by step, and grabbed his hand down his chest, tearing off most of the loose bathrobe, "Not only did you hear it, but you also heard it." Touched my body and took off my clothes."

Yimulian was almost so shocked by Huang's hooliganism that he was so shocked that he retracted his hand forcefully, but his strength was not as strong as Huang's. He was still grabbed by his wrist and pressed tightly on Huang's waist, and he continued to move forward. It means to touch deeply.

"shortage!!!"

Huang finally stopped moving, put his forehead on his shoulder and smiled sullenly, "Then, Lian, are you willing to let me be a part of your life from now on?"

"..."

Huang waited for a while, but didn't hear the slightest reply, Yimulian's silence always meant rejection, so he pressed Yimulian's hand again, and continued to touch his lower abdomen, scaring Yimulian to struggle desperately.

"Huang, let me go! I, I... you, whatever you say is what you say!"

This time, Huang finally showed mercy and let go of his hand, and with his clothes half-removed, he hugged Yimulian and laughed in a low voice, the deep laughter was full of joy.

Yimu Lian lay motionless like a corpse, with silvery white hair scattered on his side, intertwined with Huang's black hair, floating slightly on the water surface of the illusion, extraordinarily ambiguous.

"I'm very happy." Huang kissed Yimulian's collarbone, his long hair poured down from both sides of his shoulders like a waterfall, and the soft hair tip fell on Yimulian's body, "Lian, are you going to stay here tonight?" ?”

Yimulian was so angry that his reaction became slow, and it took a while before he suddenly realized this hint, and he didn't know where the strength came from to push away the Huang on his body, and struggled to sit up and slowly backed away.

The illusion quickly dissipated, and it appeared back to the bedroom.Yimulian retreated to a corner, sat with his knees bent, his back pressed against the wall, his expression was like facing an enemy, his pointed ears were flushed, his cheeks were also flushed, and his soft silver hair was a little messy, no matter how he looked, he looked like he was about to explode. hair.

After being pushed away by him, Huang didn't force him anymore, sitting cross-legged on the tatami, the bathrobe on his body was almost completely stripped off, but he didn't care at all, just staring at Yimulian in the corner, his eyes fell on his thin eyes on feet.

Yimulian shrank his toes unconsciously, his eyes accidentally fell on Huang's lower abdomen, and immediately turned his head quickly as if being pricked by a needle, and stood up stiffly, "I'm going back to rest."

"I send you."

"No need!" Yimulian quickly refused, opened the door and left quickly.

Huang stood up unhurriedly, walked to the door, saw the flustered figure disappearing into the corner of the corridor, couldn't help laughing lowly.

"So cute."