Heartthrob Substitute Counterattack Manual [Transmigration Book]

"You! Well... let go!"

Mo Tianran was caught off guard, his body was controlled by him, and a strange feeling invaded his whole body instantly, making his waist and limbs go limp.

He Jinxi's already beautiful eyebrows seemed to be smiling but not smiling, extremely charming, Mo Tianran met him, his heart was shocked, and he almost fell into it.

He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and grabbed He Jinxi's neck, struggling in the stimulation of his senses.

"No... just let go if you want to die!"

Mo Tianran's neck was pinched fiercely, which aroused He Jinxi's excitement instead.

Under the moonlight, Mo Tianran's cheeks turned abnormally red due to a physiological reaction, his moist eyes and stubborn eyes attracted a cluster of lustful flames in He Jinxi's body, making him hot all over.

He lightly touched his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, the red tip of his tongue looming between his lips and teeth, with an ambiguous and seductive expression.

Mo Tianran's breath was suffocated, his heart beat like a drum, his willpower resisted the temptation tenaciously, and his hands were even harder.

"You... let go!"

He exerted a lot of strength, He Jinxi's expression remained unchanged, he was as comfortable as before, but he intensified the movements of his hands, his sparkling eyes focused on him, and his voice was like lingering silk threads that gnawed away at his bones, seducing his soul.

"You like me that way."

"I still like to kill you!"

The physical shock was too great, and Mo Tianran couldn't use his strength, so he almost collapsed on him, and quickly used his other hand to break He Jinxi's sinful hand.

He Jinxi clenched his hands, and Mo Tianran took a deep breath, not daring to act rashly. After all, as a man, he didn't want to give up.

"You can't bear it." He Jinxi raised his eyebrows and let his expression into his eyes wantonly, refusing to let go of a single bit.

"Well...you..." After all, Mo Tianran couldn't resist his tricks, and when he let go of his hand, he was stimulated to tears.

He Jinxi sat up and hugged his waist in his arms, his hands became more and more intense, and the tip of his tongue lightly licked Mo Tianran's neck.

The delicate skin deeply tempted the eager desire in his heart.

Every nerve in He Jinxi's body became excited, he narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and suddenly bit down on the neck that made him fascinated by his mouth.

The corners of Mo Tianran's eyes were wet from being irritated, and he stubbornly refused to beg for mercy, even trying to hold back his muffled groans.

The more he is like this, the more He Jinxi wants to conquer him and take him fiercely.

It's like a game between the two, whoever gets addicted first will lose first.

Mo Tianran was the most unwilling to admit defeat. He gritted his teeth and insisted. He closed his eyes and refused his seduction, but the honesty of his body made him unable to get rid of it. The more he resisted, the closer he was to getting out of control.

"Do you know." He Jinxi stared at him obsessively, with a hoarse voice, "The more you are like this, the more I like you."

He didn't say the rest, for fear of scaring him, after all, the true side of his heart was so terrifying that even he was afraid of it.

Although Mo Tianran's mouth was stubborn, he couldn't resist his feelings, and soon suffered a crushing defeat, allowing He Jinxi to do anything to him.

Afterwards, Mo Tianran lay on the bed panting, the excruciating comfort still remained in his body, he lost his mind for a moment, his consciousness was light, and he didn't know where he was for a while.

He Jinxi was lying on his body, with long black hair hanging down on Mo Tianran's arm, entangled with his long hair, entangled in a lingering and pathetic way.

He smiled and gently kissed and caressed the person under him.

Mo Tianran regained consciousness, remembered what he had just experienced, his face darkened, and pushed He Jinxi away with his arm, "You succeeded, get out!"

He Jinxi narrowed his eyes, and instead of letting him go as easily as before, he pressed his hand firmly against the pillow, and whispered into his ear, "You won't recognize anyone when you're comfortable?"

Mo Tianran secretly tried to get rid of him, but he couldn't shake him at all, and became even more annoyed, "So what, do you want me to give you money?"

He Jinxi's eyes were dangerous, "Money?"

Mo Tianran said unhappily, "Isn't it because of money that you become a young lady? I'll give you as much as you want, but you are not allowed to appear here in the future."

He Jinxi's eyes darkened, the corners of his mouth were still hooked, but his voice became a little colder, making him even more immobile, "I don't care about your money."

Mo Tianran didn't know why, when he heard this, he felt very unhappy, and sneered, "Compared with the Eight Worthy Kings, you naturally look down on my money, if that's the case, let me go, and don't appear in front of me in the future !"

He Jinxi stared at him, gently brushed away the hair from his cheeks, then pulled his chin in an ungentle way, and kissed his lips fiercely.

"En! En!" Mo Tianran struggled, feeling more and more that this person's temper was eccentric, uncertain, and unpredictable. When He Jinxi let him go, he immediately cursed, "You really don't understand!"

He Jinxi smiled instead, stared at him and said, "I'm sorry, you look so jealous, I can't help but kiss you."

Mo Tianran turned pale, raised his eyebrows, and said angrily, "Who is jealous!"

He himself didn't realize that the reaction was so strong, He Jinxi looked at him itchy, and said affectionately to him, "You look so cute now."

Mo Qiqi wished he could beat him up, he had never been so passive in front of a person in his two lifetimes, and he always easily provoked his emotions and made him flustered, it was his nemesis.

"One last time, get out."

Seeing that he was approaching the verge of fury, He Jinxi let him go for a while, although he was reluctant. After all, the future is long.

Feeling that the weight on his body was gone, Mo Tianran sat up slowly, pressed his sore waist, pretended to take his clothes, and quickly pulled out a dagger from the cabinet inside the bed, and pressed it against He Jinxi's neck.

"Tell me! Why do you want to be a servant with such advanced martial arts? What is the purpose of coming to my room late at night?"

He Jinxi was wearing an underwear, and the blush on his strong chest was the teeth marks left by Mo Tianran when he couldn't control it. He exuded breathtaking sexiness and nobility.

There was an interesting smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Mo Tianran fondly. Although he had already seen his movements, he had no intention of stopping them.

"My purpose? Of course it's you."

Mo Tianran looked at him vigilantly, "Me? I'm just the son of a little imperial doctor, what benefits can you get from me?"

He Jinxi raised his eyebrows slightly, chuckled, and stared at him with evil spirits, "You are the good."

Seeing his frivolous expression, Mo Tianran became even angrier, stared fiercely, and was about to reprimand him.

But He Jinxi said: "The son of the imperial physician? If you can fool anyone, you may not be able to fool me."

Mo Tianran felt uneasy, and frowned, "What do you mean?"

He Jinxi's eyes suddenly turned cold, his expression was unpredictable, his eyes seemed to see through everything about him.

"Are you really Mu Xiurong?"

The author has something to say: Mo Tianran: Has his identity been seen through? !so scared

He Jinxi: Don't be afraid, no matter who you are, I love you.

Mo Tianran: Get out, you are the one that scares me.

He Jinxi: ╮(╯▽╰)╭Who made you so clever.

Mo Tianran: ... so thick-skinned