Strong duel

100 warmth

For Jing Ze and Leng Hanye, after going through trials, hurts, and losses, they still have many problems to get along with each other. For example, who gets on and who gets off on the bed is one of the key problems that must be solved right now. one.

"Well……"

On the kingsize bed, Leng Hanye lifted his neck and panted violently, his undulating chest slightly lifted, the orgasm was about to come, and the intense pleasure made his eyes filled with water vapor.

The slender fingers □□Jing Ze's thick and soft black hair, that place is wrapped by warm mouth, following his hesitation and licking skillfully, Leng Hanye felt himself It's about to melt in the warmth.

The dexterous tongue stimulated the tip, and Leng Hanye couldn't help pressing his head buried in his crotch, speeding up the pumping and thrusting movements.

"Well..." When the critical point was reached, the raised neck drew a graceful arc, like a noble white swan, and he released all the essence in a low voice.

"Ahem..." Jing Ze swallowed all the semen and fluid, wiped away the residue overflowing from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and lowered his head to grab the thin lips that were panting.

"tasty."

When Leng Hanye heard this, she turned her head a little shyly, her body that was originally dyed with diaper became even more magnificent and crimson, and even her ears were dyed a thin layer of red.

"Shy! It's not like I haven't served you like this before."

Jingze gazed at the beautiful scenery in front of him with fiery eyes. People like him couldn't help but want to pick it up, and wanted to press down on him and fuck hard.

"Leng Hanye, you are so beautiful." Breathing hot water, he sucked the hot earlobe with his lips, his breathing was very heavy, God knows how hard he endured it.

While Leng Hanye's consciousness was blurred, his fingers dipped in lubricant quietly poked towards his back, the stimulation of the coolness in the rear and acupoints and the feeling of being invaded brought Leng Hanye back to his senses.

He grabbed Jingze's arm and gasped, "Well, what are you doing?"

"I want you, can you give it to me?" Jing Ze lightly pecked his lover's handsome facial features, and continued to develop his fingers in his body.

Hearing that Leng Hanye turned his head and said in a hoarse voice, "With you, do you think I will be the next one?"

Jing Ze grinned, "It's not that you were tired just now, let me do the physical work."

"Heh!" Leng Hanye grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards him, straightened up suggestively, and smiled lowly in his ear, "Should you understand my energy, or do you think I can't satisfy you? ,Um?"

"Hiss! My hand!"

Howled by Jing Ze, Leng Hanye hastily let go of his hand and subconsciously checked his wrist.A certain person's eyes flashed, and he quickly pushed Leng Hanye's legs away with his knees, and pulled out his fingers to send his own heat in. The series of movements were simply flowing.

"Jingze! Hmph..." Leng Hanye gritted his teeth and called his name, but the tone-changing voice made him shut up in embarrassment, and the person named smiled softly, "I'm wronged boss this time." is you."

The person who wanted to resist was stunned. How long had it been since he heard this name? The last time he heard it was before he left Fei Ye and went to the Watson family. Sure enough, he missed this voice, and was called by this person with his unique sexy tone. The call of nostalgia hit the beating heart one after another, and even the toes felt numb and trembling.

This person is powerful, and being loved by such a man, he cannot completely dominate everything. He is so cold and arrogant that he must learn to get along with such a man who wants to oppress him every minute, but what does it matter? As long as the two love each other, It doesn't matter to give him a little sweetness now and then.

"Boss, are you alright? Then I'm going to move." Jing Ze watched the eyes of the person below him slowly change from resistance to relief, a beautiful light flashed across his eyes, and he hugged Leng Hanye's waist tightly. Then he moved vigorously.

The suppressed groans and groans became the happiest melody of them entangled and embraced by warm light and others.

Afterwards, Jing Ze hugged Leng Hanye who had been tossed and tossed several times, leaned comfortably against the head of the bed and rubbed his sweaty forehead and asked, "Boss, are you going back to Feiye tomorrow or Europe."

"Fei Ye, Asia has just taken over and there are a lot of things to deal with, what about you? What are your plans?"

Jingze sighed, "Go to Zhiyan, I dare not refuse to go to the task assigned by ghosts and animals."

"Your...hand..." Leng Hanye's eyes fell on Jingze's hand hanging on the left side, which looked intact but was actually almost disabled, and there was a hint of distress in his eyes.

"It's okay." Seeing the emotion in his lover's eyes, Jing Ze hugged him tightly, and kissed his frowning brow comfortingly, "You don't have to feel guilty, I am willing to do anything for you."

He raised his left hand and placed it in front of his eyes. The white palm with well-defined bones looked almost transparent under the light, "It was cured in a timely manner. As long as I train it harder, it can recover to its previous growth. The ghost told me to go to the blazing one." The reason is also to free up time for me to cultivate."

"You...really can't hold the gun?" Leng Hanye felt pain in his heart when he asked this sentence, he knew very well what the gun meant to them, it was like a right arm and right arm, And this man's hand for him...

Jing Ze was taken aback, and smiled, "It's not what you think. Although this hand is injured, normal activities are still unaffected. The reason why I can't open the gun is because of my heart."

"Psychic effect?"

"Yeah." Jing Ze touched the cigarette case by the bedside and took out two cigarettes. He handed one to Leng Hanye to light it for him, and then he lit the other one with his cigarette butt. His gaze became clouded by the smoke. Deep and far away, as if the bloody past stretched out in front of my eyes.

"Did you know? I killed my own instructor a few years ago." Jingze made an aiming motion under the light, and then smiled wryly, "Since then, I have never been able to depress the trigger in my hand." , It’s just that my memory was confused at the time and I was hypnotized by someone, and now that I’ve regained the past, this flaw has appeared again.”

The lingering pain in this person's eyebrows when he was speaking reminded Leng Hanye of that night under the moonlight, that crystal teardrop, he raised his arm to hold the hand that was still in the air, he looked into his eyes and said, "I will Help you find the Blood Fiend."

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, the painful heart was filled with another kind of happiness, he finally waited until this day, only his reflection remained in the affectionate phoenix eyes, Jing Ze embraced him from the waist, " Boss, I love you."

"Well, I know..." Leng Hanye responded softly.

"Dingling!" The phone rang abruptly, breaking the lingering atmosphere in the room. Jingze took out the phone from the pile of clothes, and pressed the answer button very unfriendlyly.

"What's up?"

"What are you talking about! Damn! I'll come right over!"

After hanging up the phone, Jing Ze quickly put on his clothes and said to Leng Hanye, "Boss, something happened to Bin, I have to go back."

Hearing this name, Leng Hanye couldn't help but think of last night. The tension in Jingze's eyes made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable, but he didn't show it. He said in the same calm tone as usual, "Yeah."

"Hey! Boss, why are you still lying down, get up and get dressed, we're in a hurry." Jing Ze put on his shirt, glanced at the still Leng Hanye, and urged him to get dressed.

Leng Hanye was taken aback, took the clothes in his hand and said, "I'll do it myself."

After a simple wash, the two went out, "You mean you want me to go with you?"

"Yes, let's go!" Jing Ze naturally took Leng Hanye's hand, took the car keys in his hand, opened the car door and made a very gentlemanly gesture of invitation.

The latter got into the car cooperatively, fastened his seat belt, and the car shot out like a sharp arrow. Under the dim light inside the car, at a place Jing Ze didn't notice, Leng Hanye looked at the side face and the corner of his mouth slightly exposed in the corner of his eyes. A gentle smile.