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Murong Qing's long and narrow phoenix eyes slowly narrowed. He looked at Zhou Heng and paused every word: "What does it mean that the species are different?"

Under Murong Qing's majestic questioning, Zhou Heng choked.

Murong Qing didn't know why, during this short wait, his heartbeat dropped sharply, and he almost suffocated. He pursed his lips, took off his shoes, and sat cross-legged on the bed to conceal the sudden tension.

"If I say," Zhou Heng clenched his hands into fists as if making up his mind, raised his head and stared at Murong Qing sincerely, and said slowly and lowly: "I am your loyal dog, will you..."

Before Zhou Heng could finish speaking, Murong Qing breathed a sigh of relief, quickly stretched out his hand and flicked Zhou Heng's forehead away, turned around and lay down on the bed, and said annoyedly, "I'm not sincere at all, you're looking at me as crazy now, I'm determined I'm gone, right?"

This is Zhou Heng's real appearance, a domineering, unreasonable and self-respecting superior.

Those considerate and gentle low gestures were all faked to get him, he should have known.

"Really." Zhou Heng heaved a sigh of relief, lowered his head and arranged Murong Qing's slippers, stood up from the ground and went to bed unhurriedly, while trying to explain: "Brother Qing, I am your loyal dog, Yan Gou, Lick the dog, the pet dog."

Murong Qing squinted his eyes and lay loosely in the center of the big bed. Zhou Heng covered Murong Qing while talking. When he was kneeling on top of Murong Qing, he barked like a dog, "Wow, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof!" "After a few times, the lips rubbed against Murong Qing's forehead and slid to the tip of his nose and mouth.

Zhou Heng's body was slightly aroused, and the temperature was much higher than that of ordinary people, and his lips were extremely hot. The intimate contact between body and lips suddenly raised the temperature of Murong Qing's body by several degrees.

Murong Qing couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief, the subtle changes in his body caused by Zhou Heng's touch were clearly and quickly conveyed to his brain.

As he exhaled, his lips opened slightly, and Zhou Heng's tongue slipped in to kiss him deeply. Murong Qing just raised his hand that was about to refuse, trembled and then fell down again. This time, his heart and that Everything went up.

For the first time in my life, I felt such a turbulent emotion. It was a hug and a kiss.

In fact, since a year ago, he has been unable to resist Zhou Heng's intimate behavior towards him. Zhou Heng who expresses his love all the time makes him feel warm, comforting and safe. What's more, this body is probably already familiar with Zhou Heng's doing whatever he wants Bar.

Murong Qing felt helpless.

From the moment he met Zhou Heng, he was slowly broken all the taboos, as if destined by the heavens, he who was indifferent and ascetic, met the passionate Zhou Heng, and then it was like opening Pandora's box.

As Zhou Heng's kiss deepened, as Zhou Heng's fingers slid behind his ears, deliberately rubbing his fingertips against the sensitive spot on his small protruding bone, the intention became more obvious, he hesitated for a few seconds, and finally grow eyelashes After two slaps, the tightly clenched palms on the bed sheet slowly opened.

He decided not to reject Zhou Heng any more.

This was the first time that Murong Qing pampered himself so much in a sober state. Zhou Heng's heart skipped a few beats. His kissing and rubbing movements became softer and gentler. Finally, the deep kisses changed to shallow kisses, and the light kisses changed to light pecks.

After a while, Zhou Heng rubbed Murong Qing's waist and asked in a hoarse voice, "Brother Qing, is it okay?"

Murong Qing closed his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "Turn off the light."

"Brother Qing, really?" Zhou Heng was overwhelmed with excitement when he heard Murong Qing agree. He suddenly raised his head, but when he met Murong Qing's flushed face, he couldn't help being greedy: "But, I want to see you."

Murong Qing frowned but didn't have the nerve to open his eyes. Seeing that he was about to be rejected, Zhou Heng turned around and turned off the overhead light, but then quickly turned on the wall lamp by the bedside. The darkest mode can barely cover the big bed, but it is enough to cover the big bed. Heng has a panoramic view of Murong Qing's beauty.

In fact, he could see Murong Qing clearly in the dark, but in a state of high excitement, he couldn't guarantee that his eyes wouldn't show silvery eyes. In this case, if he scared Murong Qing, he wanted to die.

"Closed." Zhou Heng was deeply afraid that Murong Qing would repent, so as soon as he turned back, he impatiently kissed Murong Qing's lips, blocking Murong Qing's repentant words, and only said after Murong Qing's dizzy kiss fell on the bed: "Just leave a nightlight."

Don't say anything, I'm afraid that Murong Qing will get angry when he sees it later.

Although on this bed, he and Murong Qing had already experienced countless times of joy and love, various atmospheres, and various postures, but this time, Zhou Heng was extremely gentle, the most gentle ever.

Murong Qing was too unfamiliar with this kind of thing, he seemed meek and arrogant, his excessive shyness made his whole body stained red, and he didn't open his eyes until Zhou Heng sat him up and conquered him suddenly. Eyes widened unexpectedly.

It doesn't hurt, it's scorching, like accidentally touching a fire.

There is a clear foreign body sensation, but it is not repulsive or uncomfortable.

Zhou Heng used the most bearable posture, the slowest and gentlest force, patiently waiting for him to adapt, knowing how to make him comfortable.

Restraint and mastery.

You don't need to think about it, even if he has amnesia, Zhou Heng treats him so kindly.

Even so, a tear still fell from the corner of Murong Qing's right eye, and the rest of the tears overflowed Murong Qing's bright eyes, wet Murong Qing's eyelashes, and gathered on the lower eyelid as if to fall. Under the very dim light, it shone brightly.

The always aloof and manly man who was admired by all the stars on the stage showed an astonishing coquettishness in his arms at this moment.

The overly beautiful picture made Zhou Heng very excited. He couldn't help but hold his breath, and used his eyes to deeply engrave Murong Qing's beauty at this moment in his mind. His voice was soft and unreal: "Are you okay?"

Murong Qing's eyelashes trembled, tears fell down, the darkness couldn't hide the red glow on his face, he pursed his lips and tried to suppress the subtle discomfort, and lowered his forehead under Zhou Heng's worried and expectant gaze. It touched Zhou Heng's side neck.

His arm was on Zhou Heng's shoulder.

"Brother Qing," he has become one with Murong Qing, Zhou Heng is not in a hurry to make the next attack, he just wants to prolong the sweetness of being together, so he hugged Murong Qing even tighter: "I love you , even if the mountains and rivers are absolutely perfect, I will never let go of your hand."

never again...

Murong Qing was momentarily confused by Zhou Heng's words, but was quickly blown away by the new round of plundering.

For Murong Qing, after Zhou Heng had fallen in love with him not long after he returned to China, and after he announced his pursuit of him, he even danced around in front of him all day long, and he was tired of it.

However, for Zhou Heng, those three years of parting were more tormenting years for him than those thousands of years of sleeping and practicing alone.

When he expressed his deepest love for Murong Qing, he lowered his head and kissed Murong Qing's forehead, Zhou Heng finally began to love him tenderly and yet powerfully.

……

It wasn't too much of a request, and it was already an hour and a half after the unhurried tenderness.

With sweat dripping all over his body, Murong Qing was a little out of his wits and was on the verge of fainting.

He always thought that the immoral sex between men would not be painful or comfortable, but unexpectedly, he enjoyed the whole process. Zhou Heng's embrace made him addicted, and he couldn't stop. If he had known why he was so reserved, In the end, I couldn't "experience it myself" in the first night.

Murong Qing couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Murong Qing was still very shy, and turned his back to Zhou Heng after finishing the work. After Zhou Heng wiped him from behind, and then applied medicine, he hugged him from behind, and was silent for a while, waiting for Murong Qing to catch his breath. Some, before speaking.

"Brother Qing, are you okay, does it hurt?"

"..." How did he ask him to answer, not painful, a little uncomfortable, but very comfortable?

Murong Qing didn't have such a face, so he didn't speak.

"I'm sorry," Zhou Heng thought that he, as the recipient, was probably a little uncomfortable, and apologized without thinking, "You are too... tempting, I still can't hold back."

"It doesn't hurt!" Murong Qing said angrily, his voice was extremely hoarse when he spoke, and his face turned red with embarrassment, and he became even angrier.

"That's good." Zhou Heng knew that Murong Qing was thin-skinned in this regard, so he stopped talking, and helped Murong Qing smooth the messy hair on his face: "Be tired, go to sleep."

The room was quiet, Zhou Heng thought that Murong Qing had fallen asleep, and was about to close his eyes when he heard Murong Qing speak.

"Zhou Heng," Murong Qing said, "I don't know what will happen when I wake up again."

There was a trace of anxiety in Murong Qing's voice.

Zhou Heng, who had just had a hearty performance, felt a pain in his heart when he heard Murong Qing's voice.

Zhou Heng hugged him even tighter, trying to calm down Murong Qing's uneasiness, his voice was rarely frivolous as usual, and he said very seriously: "It's okay, brother Qing, you will always be my brother Qing, I will always be by your side. By your side, love you, love you, and will find a solution as soon as possible, don't worry, it won't be too long."

Zhou Heng's eyes instantly turned silver, and he repeated again: "Absolutely, I won't let you wait too long."

"..." Murong Qing's eyelashes flickered. At this moment, what he was worried about was not that he would lose his memory, but whether Zhou Heng would get tired of him one day.

For some reason, at this moment, what he thought of was not his parents or friends. He wanted to rely on and felt that the only person he could rely on was the person holding him, only Zhou Heng.

When Zhou Heng was pursuing him, his attitude was cold. At that time, he was thinking that such a high-ranking son was just out of curiosity, and he would probably get tired of him soon. Just thinking about it, a year and a half passed, The more enthusiastic Zhou Heng was, the more he doted on him, and the more he was moved.

The reason for agreeing to associate with Zhou Heng was not because of Zhou Heng's enthusiasm and his touch, but because of his different feelings towards Zhou Heng from the moment he saw Zhou Heng.

Now, he has no doubts about Zhou Heng's love for him. After all, Zhou Heng's attitude is here. However, in the long run, he is not so confident that he can let a high-ranking king, the richest man in the city with good looks and talent, play this game with him. Endless boring 'role' games.

"Brother Qing," Zhou Heng hugged Murong Qing tightly, "you don't have to worry about anything, I will try my best to maintain it with your parents, and your career will not be affected in any way. As for your illness, trust me, it will be soon, very soon." It will be better soon, and I will never leave you a step before you are better."

Murong Qing raised his hand, which was rare, and covered Zhou Heng's hand on his lower abdomen: "There is no need for this."

Zhou Heng:?

Murong Qing explained: "You don't need to be with me every day, you still have a career and friends."

Zhou Heng shook his head vigorously: "For me, there is nothing more important than you."

"I, who lost my memory, are all like that... unreasonable?" Murong Qing asked hesitantly.

He felt that the person who came from Zhou Heng's mouth was coquettish and sticky, but he felt that Zhou Heng had no reason to lie to him.

"No." Zhou Heng shook his head, breathing warmly in Murong Qing's hair: "To me, all your looks are so cute."

After a long time, Murong Qing closed his eyes and said, "Zhou Heng, but if one day you are really bored, please try to tell me when I am awake."

"Brother Qing!" Zhou Heng easily turned Murong Qing over and held his face: "Open your eyes!"

Zhou Heng was commanding, and Murong Qing slowly opened his eyes like an involuntary obedient.

"Brother Qing," Zhou Heng's eyes were determined, his voice was heavy and steady, and he fell to the ground: "I will never be separated from you in this life, even if I die, I will never let you go."

Murong Qing was stunned for a moment, his brows and eyes softened: "Understood, good night."

"Brother Qing," Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes slightly: "My life trajectory is very different from the official information, and I will explain it to you slowly in the future. One of them is that I have no love history except you. I only loved you once." , It was before, and it will be in the future, I will spend my whole life telling you about my attachment to you."

"Well, I love you too." Murong Qing raised his lips and smiled: "It's not because of a polite response, and it's not because I'm afraid of you leaving, but because I want to say it tonight, I love you."

Murong Qing put his right hand on his waist, rubbed his body against his arms, and closed his eyes.

He was really sleepy.

When he woke up, he didn't know what he would look like tomorrow.

But it doesn't matter, with Zhou Heng around, there is nothing to worry about.