Yi Jianli leaned forward angrily, stopped an inch away from the wound, and exhaled, "Does it hurt?"

The misty moist words hit the wound on Yu Mujun's left neck softly, and a nameless pleasure rose from the tiny crack, which was the first time Yu Mujun experienced this emotion in his life.

This kind of emotion, which is different from family affection and friendship, makes him unable to help but want to hug the person in his arms, to kiss and appease, or on the contrary, to ravage and ravage.

Yu Mujun's right hand was pressing Yi Jianli's bare nape of the neck, and he unconsciously retracted it, rubbing his thumb on the smooth and soft skin.

He still remembered that before this morning, there was an iron-cast collar, and after the collar was taken off, there was still residual heat on it.

At that time, he was burned by the remaining warmth and threw away the chain, but after careful study, he might want to hold on to the only warmth tightly.

But now, he doesn't have to look far away, the person in his arms and palm is constantly exuding infinite reverie and charm, making his mind sway.

Yu Mujun was immersed in his own thoughts and had no time to take care of Yi Jianli's question.

Yi Jianli didn't hear the answer, and thought he had really hurt Yu Mujun, after all, he was serious.

He thought of Yu Mujun kissing his temples just now, and disappointedly forgot his questioning and sarcasm, only the bloody wound in front of him could be contained in his mind.

"Does it hurt..." It didn't sound like a question, but more like a sigh.

Feeling the warmth and strength of Yu Mujun's palm, Yi Jianli felt sore and unbearably wronged.

He lowered his head slowly, his long and dense eyelashes brushed against Yu Mujun's skin, and a weak electric current was brought to Yu Mujun by Yi Jianli's eyelashes.

Yi Jianli's lips dropped.

Yu Mujun gave Yi Jianli a kiss on the temple; Yi Jianli returned a kiss to Yu Mujun, on the left neck.

"Enough..." Yu Mujun firmly grasped the back of Yi Jianli's neck with his right hand and pulled it away.

If Yi Jianli is allowed to kiss again, Yu Mujun cannot predict what will happen next.

Yu Mujun doesn't like the feeling of losing control, but now he is on the verge of losing control.

A kiss should happen between two people who love each other. Yu Mujun thinks that his feelings for Yi Jianli haven't reached that level yet, he just has more pity and admiration.

He can't separate love and desire, so he can only hold back Yi Jianli with nostalgia.

Yi Jian's heart was already turned upside down, and this kiss was also very inconsistent with his nature. After being pulled away, he was even more disappointed. Under the disappointment, he didn't even become angry, leaving only endless emptiness and indifference.

"My lord misunderstood," Yi Jianli heard himself say coldly, "Didn't your lord tell me to take another bite to relieve my anger? Why did I open my mouth, and my lord pulled me up. It seems that my lord still cherishes my body." , unwilling to please me."

He chuckled foolishly: "That's right, for a humble and lowly person like me, it's enough to give me a bone to try something new, and it would be a waste to give me another piece of meat."

Hurtful words poured out: "My lord is not the Buddha who sacrificed his life to feed an eagle. He is not so merciful. It doesn't take so much sacrifice to tame a dog, does it?"

"Enough!" Yu Mujun scolded.

All tender thoughts were shattered by this hurtful words, leaving only cruelty and cruelty.

Yu Mujun pinched the back of Yi Jianli's neck hard, and leaned forward: "You asked for it! Are you so impatient?"

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