Bridge to Bridge [Quick Transmigration]

"They just disappeared."

The second closed confinement of this month was carried out in the prison. The prisoners were locked in the cells. The prison guards patrolled the aisles and scanned the situation in each cell. In just one day, the prison guards almost overturned the prison. The whole situation was turned upside down, but there were still no traces of many prisoners including Barrett. The police suspected that this was a well-planned escape. A wanted warrant to increase police force to apprehend him.

"prison Break?"

"Who knows," the man sat on the ground and threw a card, "I only know that those idiots made us stay in this damn broken room for two days."

"Why, your tone is so arrogant once they are gone."

"Don't make it sound like you haven't had a good time! Who told me that I didn't like the British guy before."

The two prisoners played cards to pass the time, laughing and telling each other, until the prison guard knocked impatiently on their cell door with his baton.

"Hey, what's going on over there?" The man accidentally glanced outside the prison door, then winked at the inmate, "It's really time to choose, it's still broad daylight."

"Wait... hell, isn't that Lester's cell?"

"It's all taken care of?" Little Brown was only wearing a dark prison uniform, and his thin upper body was in a mess. He was lying on the bed with his lower body naked, squinting at Sun Qiao who was sitting beside the bed.

"Well, it's easy." Sun Qiao bent down, lingeringly touching the other's slender and fair thigh with one hand, the warmth from the palm made the blond boy tremble unconsciously, he hooked his left foot around the man's neck with a smile, Sun Qiao took advantage of the opportunity to hold his thigh, turned his head sideways and stuck out the tip of his red tongue, licking from above the knee to the inside of the thigh as if tasting some tempting dessert.

"Who allowed you to lick me?" Little Brown propped himself up lazily, grabbed Sun Qiao's blond hair with his slender five fingers and forced him to look up, his green eyes contained some kind of emotion, like dissatisfaction, It seemed wronged again, "You are hiding something from me."

Sun Qiao leaned over in silence, his firm body pressed against the opponent's body, his lower body was already stiff, and the thin trousers were outlined to make people nosebleed, faintly exuding ambiguous heat, The scorching hot thing covered the opponent's entrance, and Sun Qiao's vigorous crotch swayed slightly, rubbing hard, feeling the tremor of the opponent.

"I'm talking business to you, but you want to fuck me."

The bursts of numbness made Little Brown's tone full of unbridled joy. He tilted his head back involuntarily, and the dazzling sunlight came in. Under the reflection of the light, the golden hair had a platinum allure. Little Brown's legs were entwined on Sun Qiao's muscular back, rubbing them provocatively.

"I've always wanted to fuck." Sun Qiao said flatly.

Little Brown panted a few times, and looked at him with half-lifted green eyes, just in time to see the corners of his thin lips slightly pursed. From this angle, Sun Qiao was extraordinarily handsome, with dark golden eyes long and narrow, slightly raised. His eyes were stained with a clear light by the sunlight, like a sexy and dangerous eagle flying alone on the edge of a cliff. He reached into Little Brown's prison uniform with one hand, raised the obstructing fabric, and then held the other's waist.

Little Brown laughed out loud, grabbed Sun Qiao by the collar and dragged him in front of him. His breath was intertwined close at hand, with the smell of antibiotics and gunpowder, "You told me it was just scratched, huh? A piece of metal Buried in the body, you still hide it from me."

Sun Qiao knew that Little Brown was talking about the piece of metal buried in the wound on his left abdomen, which made Sun Qiao suffer from Barrett's loss.

"I know you have your considerations," Little Brown saw that he was silent, and wrapped his thin white arms around Sun Qiao's neck, "I can respect your silence, but I still have a debt to settle with you, eh? "

"John, why don't we talk about that Taylor."

"Why," Sun Qiao said, and took out the young master's genitals as if to comfort him, his voice was a little extravagant with a secret smile, "Are you jealous?"

Little Brown, whose life was being pinched, grunted, then bit his lip and let out a haughty smile, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "No."

"No?" Sun Qiao pressed Little Brown's hand and clasped him tightly. The thing that continued to emit high heat pressed against the small mouth of the other person who was constantly flattering at the moment, leaned over and bit his bright red ear, and said: " You look at him like you want to kill him."

Little Brown's legs suddenly wrapped tightly around Sun Qiao's waist, the tightness made people feel a little panicked, he closed his green eyes, and at the same time, there was a deep lingering feeling locked in his eyes, Little Brown raised his golden head to kiss the other party, the clearness filled in his breath was deceptively unreal, but the pleasure surged up like a tide breaking a dike.

His heart felt an inexplicable colic, as if it was squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, and the broken veins splashed out between his five fingers, dripping with blood.

"I don't need to be jealous," Little Brown bit hard on Sun Qiao's protruding Adam's apple, and said vaguely, "He's not as good as me."

The soft and slippery red tongue licked all the way up to Sun Qiao's ear, the tone was lustful, full of possessiveness, clear and direct, the cold earlobe was bitten lightly, little Brown laughed softly: "He is not as strong as me!" .”

The gorgeous tongue is like a slippery beauty snake, "Not as smart as me."

After that, that flexible tongue lightly licked Sun Qiao's lips and teeth, and whispered: "I don't love you either."

Sun Qiao listened to this proclamation that seemed to show strength, and suddenly felt that this young master with green eyes was unreasonably cute, and the heavy thing was pressing on Little Brown's acupoints that kept shrinking with his breathing, as if tormented. Tossing and grinding, "Then you have to believe, Lester, no one can compare to me."

"Like, they don't have a big dick to make you cum."

Little Brown's waist had softened into a puddle of water. He limp and gasped weakly on the bed, his green eyes looked up in a daze, and his neatly manicured nails scratched out a few cherry red spots on Sun Qiao's back like revenge. Trace, "You..."

"Why, haven't you always been eloquent?" Sun Qiao kept bumping against the sensitive entrance, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his hoarse baritone voice was careless, "You can refute me."

With every syllable that Sun Qiao uttered, little Brown's panting became full of longing, and his hole opened and closed, sucking the stick that he refused to enter.

"You are the worst one among us," Little Brown poked out his moist tongue from those two red lips, and slowly licked the tip of his tongue along Sun Qiao's sexy lips, "You ruined Me, still playing with me."

"And you are willing." Sun Qiao stated with his soft and bright red lips in his mouth.

"Yes..." During the kissing gap, their foreheads touched, Little Brown exhaled hot and humid steam, he puffed out his chest, his slender thighs clamped the man's waist even tighter, and he cursed: "You bastard."

Sun Qiao's smile widened, and without warning, he stabbed into the other's long-hungry mouth. The wetness and tightness quickly wrapped up the bump that came in, and Sun Qiao pinched Little Brown's neck and fucked hard. He, "Say more, Lester."

"Ah...well, John..." The lazy Yingyin was full of indulgence and connivance.

A sport of love and desire, intermittent sticky lust overflowing from the panting nose, violence and sex seem to be the only ways to release the pressure in the prison, Little Brown was fucked on the ground without any resistance Shaking up and down, the iron bed swayed, the air was ignited by thick hormones, it was hot like an aphrodisiac.

Little Brown was panting, the pleasure rushing up from the tailbone stuck in his beating heart together with the urge to smash something hard, it seemed that the momentary pleasure and discomfort were approaching a certain critical value , making him a little confused between reality and fantasy.

He said, "Barrett is dead, why don't you do it?"

Little Brown's life is threatened at any time, he has no choice, but after entering the prison, he found that there is not much difference whether it is outside the prison or inside the prison-it is all hell.

Barret, this is a man who has been involved with the Brown family all his life. He had a lot of misfortunes. When he was young, he raped, killed his brothers and sisters, and set fire to the whole street. Therefore, he was "appreciated" by the old Brown. Barrett helped the old Brown to capture Brown. The position of the heir of the family and personally helped the old Brown to the throne, and when he was in high spirits, the old Brown sent Barret to prison. His crimes were enough for him to sit in prison for more than three hundred years.

Little Brown will definitely meet Barrett in the Lo River Prison, and it is impossible for Old Brown not to know.

"The old guy is really old... um... ha, his brain is the same as the flesh on his face, aging... ah... ha... um... the degree of aging I can almost see the changes with the naked eye," Little Brown made no secret of his ridicule and dissatisfaction with his biological father. His green eyes narrowed slightly, only a little bit of translucent green leaked out secretly. He was ruthless, "It's time for him to retire, isn't he?"

During this period, Sun Qiao didn't say anything, and after a few shallow steps, he slammed in hard.

"Ah...don't, don't be so hard..." Little Brown's body was shaken back and forth. He glanced outside the prison door. There were no prison guards in the empty corridor, only the prisoners in the opposite cell were staring at their burning eyes. With their eyes, they couldn't see the two people who were having sex because of the angle of view, they could only see the constantly shaking bed frame.

Sun Qiao held the waist of the person below him with both hands, turned over and let Little Brown sit on his genitals. The sudden change of position made the scorching thing penetrate deeply into his unsuspecting acupuncture point. Brown was startled, and put his hands on Sun Qiao's chest.

"You want me to move?"

"My waist was hurt, if you still remember." Sun Qiao lay lazily on the bed, licking the other person's body with unscrupulous eyes.

Little Brown snorted, and boldly touched the back where a stick was inserted. The red, swollen and tender meat wet with glandular fluid was eagerly encircling the thing, and he slowly straightened up, trembling with pleasure. The body continued to move up and down, the hot object buried in the cave rubbed against the inner wall and slid out, his voice trembled under the stimulation of Mie Ding, but he couldn't help laughing out loud, "You are already healed, why should I serve you? you."

Sun Qiao pursed his lips silently, and pressed down hard with the hand holding the opponent's buttocks, and the living acupoint that seemed to be infused with life swallowed most of it, and the stimulated wall contracted convulsively.

Little Brown's waist suddenly became weak, and he supported Sun Qiao's shoulders with his beautiful hands and pressed him firmly on the bed. Then he raised his hips and head, his back tensed and drew a seductive arc. His body has always been well-behaved He sucked Sun Qiao's things in his mouth, and the too gentle friction made his heart itch, so Little Brown began to ride the hot rod up and down, with his hands resting on Sun Qiao's side, he slightly closed the water light The overflowing green eyes, and the slightly parted red lips kept sending sweet and greasy groans.

"John... quick, uh... move quickly..."

Little Brown's mind is enviable and intelligent, every time he sits heavily, Sun Qiao will hit his prostate, even the angle and strength are perfectly controlled, and he is so fast when he is hit by a man Sensation made him blush and gasp, his waist was so weak from the constant movements, and he lay unsteadily on Sun Qiao's body, groping with his slender hands, wrapping around the other's neck and using furry rubbed his head against Sun Qiao's cheek.

"Now, you are the one begging me to fuck you coquettishly." Sun Qiao stroked the golden soft hair in his arms, and felt the head in his arms nod gently. He sat up with Little Brown's long legs, turned the person face down, and pressed him on the bed.

"Hey, what happened to that cell?"

"Don't think that you can mess around in the cell if you are locked up and confined!"

The footsteps of two prison guards came towards them, Little Brown's voice was already wearing a bit of crying, the corners of his red eyes were full of amazing charm, and the slightly darker blond hair wet with sweat followed the violent His movements made a slight arc in the air, and Sun Qiao reached out and grabbed those silky hairs, causing Little Brown to look up, and looked out of the prison door with eyes that were a little out of focus because of the supreme pleasure.

In the blurry vision, two men in prison guard uniforms stood at the door and knocked on the cell door with metal batons.

"Hey John!! Don't fucking tell me you're sexually assaulting your fellow inmates, do you want to be caught and thrown into a solitary cell!"

Sun Qiao glanced at them, let go of the hair in his hands with a cold snort, pinched Little Brown's chin to make him look up, and whispered against the other's bright and teary earlobe: "Lester, tell them, I Is it violating you?"

Little Brown opened his mouth slightly, and his bright red lips moved, "No... I'm... voluntary..."

Lester·Aurum·Brown, with slightly drooping long eyelashes like slender and beautiful butterfly wings, delicate and seductive light shone in his beautiful green eyes, seductive and vivid, he moved with Sun Qiao's movements, all Ruthless and Sen Leng seemed to have disappeared when they faced Sun Qiao. He unreservedly presented the only bit of beauty he had left to the man who was fucking him. Little Brown looked at Sun Qiao and felt his heart warm. hot.

Sun Qiao approached him and said, "It's not my mission to kill you, my mission is to protect you, Lester."

The system jumped out untimely, and it happily announced: [The progress of the mission is 60.00%. ]

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Sun Qiao: [satisfied with lust] [gets out of bed] [handsome smile]... I don't know what to say... Let's give the girls an early year, happy new year! [handsome laugh]

Rist: ...Happy New Year [pulling people away]