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Yunrong: "..."

What did he just say?seduce him? !

Yuheng actually wanted to seduce him? !

After the brain was stunned for a short time, a look of embarrassment and anger appeared on Yunrong's face. He gritted his teeth at the red shadow and said, "Yu Heng, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"I want to fuck you."

He took the conversation very smoothly, as if he had spoken out the secret buried in the deepest part of his heart, Yu Heng felt indescribably relaxed and...happy.

"!!!"

Engage... him? !

The smile that was barely hanging on the corner of his mouth finally dissipated, Yunrong's expression gradually cracked, and his usually elegant and gentle face showed ferocity for the first time, and his clear voice became out of tune, "Why don't you mess with yourself?"

"Arong, you actually want to see..." Step by step approaching Yunrong, Yuheng said quietly: "Am I messing with myself?"

"??!"

Yun Rong was startled, when did he want to see him that and that?

Seeing that Yunrong didn't react much, but was stunned in place, Yuheng pursed his lips, slowly opened his collar, and said softly: "Although I never thought you had such a weird habit, but it's not Can't."

When the words fell, Yuheng seemed to be about to perform "I'm fucking myself" to him on the spot. That bare-bones posture successfully made Yunrong's face black. After all, he couldn't hold it back. Swearing, "You're farting!"

"Fart?" Chewing these two words in his mouth, Yu Heng looked sideways, "So it turns out that A Rong can also speak foul language?"

The sweetheart spoke sweetly to her, not only did Yu Heng not feel angry or frightened, but instead looked at Yun Rong calmly.

Enraged by his unscrupulous behavior, Yunrong stretched out his hand and pointed at the door, and said angrily: "Get out of here!!"

As if caught by his aura, Yu Heng was startled, and asked in doubt: "A Rong, are you angry?"

angry?How could he have the nerve to ask himself if he was angry?Where did the face come from? !

Yun Rong's face was dark, and she didn't bother to talk to him.

"Ah."

With a snort from his nasal cavity, Yu Heng didn't hold back at all, and glanced at Yun Rong for a moment with a half-smile, and said strangely: "Arong, you didn't tell me to do this? Why are you so angry now?"

Seemingly not understanding why Yun Rong was suddenly angry, Yu Heng stood to one side with a confused expression.

"???"

Seeing that he didn't admit his mistakes at all, but instead blamed himself for a series of behaviors, Yunrong jumped eight degrees angrily, "When did I ask you to act like this?!"

"Ah Rong said it more than an hour ago, how could he forget?"

Yuheng approached Yunrong with leisurely steps, the corners of his mouth curled up, the tails of his eyes turned up, and Yingli's face turned into a monster, he whispered: "Didn't you let me be myself? Now it's... …dislike?"

Yunrong: "!!!"

His thoughts went blank, but what he said to Yu Heng not long ago flashed across his mind, "Yu Heng, you don't have to be too careful in front of me, but it makes you...unlike yourself."

It turned out that this was actually real... him?

There was a burst of warmth in his hands, and before he knew it, he had been led to the bedroom by Yu Heng, and the warm yellow halo hit the two of them, leaving a gentle silhouette on them.

The bedroom was gradually filled with warm and sweet factors. Under the warm light, Yuheng lowered his eyes and looked at Yunrong quietly for a while, but he never spoke, let alone mentioned anything about taking a bath, as if he was just talking to Yunrong just now. Rong made a joke.

The slender eyelashes trembled, Yun Rong raised his eyebrows, but suddenly bumped into a pair of brown eyes, which were clean and crystal clear, like a baby showing almost naked to the person in front of him. affection.

It is as majestic as a mountain, and as magnificent as the sea.

Love is as deep as the sea, but it's not just talking.

It was the first time in Yun Rong's life that she had a new understanding of these four characters, such a heavy love that almost oozes out.

Raising his hand to gently caress Yun Rong's cheek, Yu Heng said softly: "A Rong, I want to see your body."

"...What?!" Staring blankly at Yu Heng, Yun Rong stiffly raised her neck.

"I want to see your body."

Patiently repeating it again, Yu Heng leaned over to his sweetheart's ear, and whispered: "I really want it, I really want it."

It is also strange to say that Yu Heng said such strong words of desire, but the expression on Biansheng's face was still pure, and the two sides were mixed together, showing a strange charm for no reason.

The angels who want to fall into hell are nothing more than that.

Su Ran felt the strength on her waist, something was slowly pulling away, Yun Rong turned her head to look at Yu Heng's bright red face, her fingertips hanging on both sides curled up slightly, in the end He didn't try to stop him, but rubbed his face against Yu Heng intimately, and hugged him back.

……

The next morning.

Years of habit prompted Yun Rong to struggle to wake up from sleep, and the first thing that caught his eye was the brocade tent above him.

After a night of sleep, the amber eyes were still a little ignorant, Yun Rong blinked and regained her composure.

Just as he was about to speak and called Xia Zhu and the others to come in and wait on him as usual, his left cheek suddenly felt wet and soft.

"!!!"

Yun Rong suddenly turned her head, and saw a white and powerful arm half-bent beside his pillow, casting a dark shadow from above.

Yu Heng propped his forehead and stared at him condescendingly, his eyes were full of tenderness.

The memory of last night came back like a tide, recalling all the absurdities at that time, Yunrong's face froze, and she was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Let's get up."

Seeing Yun Rong's shy and dull appearance, Yu Heng couldn't help but chuckled, then lowered his head and kissed him on the face again, and said affectionately: "A Rong, you are so cute."

"Uh-huh."

Regardless of what Yuheng said, Yunrong nodded indiscriminately, stood upright all of a sudden, and was about to stay on the bed.

His chaotic thoughts were still churning, and he didn't pay attention to his current situation for a while.

"Arong."

A call sounded from behind, Yun Rong paused for holding the curtain, and replied: "What's the matter?"

"That..." Yu Heng faltered for a few breaths before uttering a sentence with difficulty, "You... put on your clothes first."

"..."

Silence, deathly silence gradually spread in the air, Yunrong moved his eyeballs stiffly, his gaze moved down slowly, swept across his naked body, and exploded all over.

Withdrawing her right hand like an electric shock, Yun Rong quickly pulled the quilt, wrapping her whole body tightly.

But there was only such a quilt on the big bed, and now Yun Rongqiang snatched it away, and the rest of them...of course not.

Yu Heng glanced at the chubby silkworm cocoon, and said helplessly, "A Rong, at least give me some cover."

Hearing this, Yun Rong's hand holding the quilt trembled, and suddenly remembered that Yu Heng was still shirtless, he twitched the corner of his mouth, and just about to say something, there was a slight sound from outside the curtain.

Xia Zhu stood on the side, blessed his body towards the inside, and said respectfully: "The two masters are going to get up?"

"..." What did it start?Do we have to wait for Qiuyue and the others to lift the curtain?

For some reason, at this moment Yun Rong actually started to think wildly, out of thin air, he drew a picture of a man sleeping in spring.He with bruises all over his body and Yu Heng who was naked...

No, no, this is too scary.

The villain in his heart trembled crazily, Yun Rongwu shook his head, and threw out all the distracting thoughts in his mind, he cleared his throat, and said to the outside as if nothing had happened: "I don't need you to serve me today, all of you should step back." bamboo:"?"

Although I don't know why the master gave such an order, but as Yunrong's personal maids, they dare not disobey even the slightest bit, so they can only retreat obediently full of doubts.

After all the servants left, Yun Rong opened the curtain, bent over to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground, and hurriedly put them on.

He was so rough that he couldn't help rubbing the original delicate skin into a slight redness, Yu Heng pursed his lips, and reached out to stop his movement, "A Rong, slow down."

There was a light red color on the fingertips, Yuheng gently smoothed out the long messy hair of his sweetheart, took the clothes he was holding in his hand, flicked his wrist slightly, unfolded the inner clothes, and put them on for Yun Rong himself .

Seeing the young man's slightly green body being covered by the snow-white underclothes, Yuheng's eyes flashed a dark color, he slowly put his hands on Yunrong's back, wrapped his hands around his narrow waist, and fastened it. Put on the belt, and then whispered: "I haven't really 'closed' to you yet, Ah Rong, why can't you bear it?"

As he said that, he sighed, "You are so innocent, how can you live well in the future."