Against the current Hengdao

When Yan Xiaodao uttered the half-pleading words, the man's face and self-esteem almost collapsed, but he was powerless to stretch his neck and bite Ling He hard, so he could only use his eyes full of anger to bite Ling He alive. s face.

Mr. Ling doesn't have a thick skin, but he has always been the thickest.Was Ling He afraid of the white eyeballs he threw at him? His indestructible face directly bounced Yan Xiaodao's white eyeballs back.

Ling He forced Yan Xiaodao to bow his head to him and subdued, showing the young man's uncontrollable joy after his revenge, his lips drew an arc, and he put down Yan Xiaodao's leg, of course he would not really use force in court.

When Ling He turned his head, the group of cats and dogs behind him with malicious intentions, I don't know whether they were relieved or disappointed, they all sighed "cough".The flag waving just now is now silent, this time there is no need for Captain Mao to shout the password, everyone turns their heads in unison, and disappears in all the exits of the corridors leading to the main entrance and back door in the living room, without looking back, and throws the mess on the ground. The master cleans up by himself...

Ling He had a very handsome face, his eyes watered, and he said softly, "Xiao Dao, I'll carry you upstairs."

As soon as the people around him dispersed, Yan Xiaodao immediately regained the momentum of stretching his arms and bickering. The old man, can't he deal with his future daughter-in-law?It's really embarrassing to suffer such a boring loss in front of outsiders today, Yan Xiaodao said in a deep voice: "Mr. Ling, we can't finish this matter today!"

Ling He had already picked him up, carried him upstairs, and said with a sneer, "What can you do to me?"

Yan Xiaodao stopped limping a long time ago, and the heat in his veins suddenly returned after he had recovered from his strength.

He quickly grabbed the railing of the stairs with one hand, trying to turn over and get down to fight again!

Ling He refused to give in, and was about to throw him on the stairs when he let go, forcing Yan Xiaodao to land on one foot on the stairs and stand unsteadily.Ling He fights with a very aggressive attitude, attacking domineeringly, with an inch of strength determined to win, from the stairs to the bedroom door on the second floor, pressing Yan Xiaodao into the bedroom step by step.

Perhaps for many years to come, they will often get into such bickering and fighting, all the way to the bedroom.

This damn anesthetic... Yan Xiaodao fell on his back in the middle of the soft big bed, staring angrily at the bastard who pressed up again.There was a blur in his vision like a cloud and a mountain of fog. After the two of them fought, heat waves and water vapor evaporated, and there seemed to be a faint trace of ink on the ceiling.

He's fine if he doesn't use his strength, but if he wants to roll up his sleeves and use force and reason with the person in front of him, his head will be short of blood and his muscles will be hypoxic, his joints will be loose, and he can't use his strength at all. presence.The way of using force is not feasible, he feels awkward even when speaking reason, and when he is furious, the only thing he wants to do is smear the opponent's face with blood!

Ling He sat cross-legged beside Yan Xiaodao, and sat in a daze for a while, trying to forcefully suppress those eager thoughts, such hesitation itself was not in line with his usual wayward style.

"Xiaodao, we are together."

"Knife, let's do it."

Ling He's voice was calm, but he definitely didn't want to discuss with his opponent's partner, but finally stamped his conclusion on his feelings these days and was ready to take responsibility for it.

Yan Xiaodao said in a low voice: "Linghe, you go down first! Give me a drink, let's talk."

Ling Hefu kissed Xiaodao's mouth heartily, and drooled a little into it, kissing him until the other party lost his temper completely.He then stretched his body to press the knife, and kissed the places he was most obsessed with, such as the tip of his nose and collarbone, in a superficial and reserved way.

He has always admired the Platonic perfect spiritual harmony, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.The vulgar carnal desires that ordinary people are addicted to can be picked up everywhere in the world, what is so rare?However, every time he touched the skin of the knife, the fiery body and rushing blood were alive, trembling and swimming between his lips and teeth.That kind of taste is so beautiful, indescribable, and the sense of satisfaction cannot be described in words, so that a superficial touch of water quickly turns into a hot kiss covered in pieces, and a simple taste quickly turns into a simple and simple, step-by-step fall... I have always been proud of it Yan Xiaodao's self-control is so vulnerable in front of this man Yan Xiaodao. The label of aloofness and arrogance that has allowed him to live and work all these years is just a ridiculous paper disguise in front of Yan Xiaodao. The most vulgar desire of a man.

"Knife, I want you, let's do it."

Ling He murmured, falling into a deep kiss that he couldn't extricate himself from before his brain was completely burnt out. After his eyes lost focus, there was a watery overflowing affection.For such things, he had imagined countless scenes alone in the bathroom in the dead of night.

Yan Xiaodao really did not expect today's indiscriminate disaster to be pressed on the bed by this kid, facing such a situation of losing power and humiliating the country.The Qing Dynasty is dead, and the leased land in Linwan has been returned, but today he seems to have a kind of aggrieved and helpless feeling of being attacked and losing the city.Ling He may be out to take revenge today, to cut him off, and he doesn't doubt that Ling He has a soft spot for him from the beginning to the end, but certain well-known clichés and pedantic ideas are deeply rooted in his mind, making him For a moment, it was difficult to accept the situation that was about to happen, even in the face of Ling He.

This kind of pedantry and stubbornness is actually very ridiculous when you think about it carefully. Mr. Ling who is pressing on his chest at this time is a strong, powerful and vigorous man like him, without the slightest weakness.

With little power to resist, Yan Xiaodao watched as his clothes were torn apart and fled in all directions. The sudden fusion of large pieces of skin caused the air in the room to burn, and the fire spread beyond rescue...

He tried to refute the other party's shameless act of taking advantage of the fire, but Ling He immediately took over his army: "My clothes are all mine, so I won't let you wear them. If you have the ability, you can wear your own clothes?"

Yan Xiaodao can't overthrow the other party, he can only make a condition: "No, I will come if I want to."

Ling He's pair of phoenix eyes burned emerald green: "Do you have the final say?"

Yan Xiaodao was furious: "Linghe, how dare you!"

Ling He answered simply: "I dare, I will never let you go."

The last piece of clothing on Yan Xiaodao's body was ripped off from his hip bones, protruded from his ankles, and was thrown under the bed.The cloth on Ling He's body rubbed against his skin without any scruples, feeling ashamed spontaneously.This is almost like tit for tat. In the past, Yan Xiaodao would spend the night with his confidante, but he was always complained by the other party: Mr. Yan, why don't you take off your clothes when you go to bed?

Yan Xiaodao sighed suddenly, and the stern words that had just threatened people were swept away, showing his original temperament, and said softly: "Xiaohe, will this make you feel relieved, relieved, and happy?"

Ling He froze for a moment, the black ice floe under his feet was suddenly wrapped by a warm current, but he was trembling with love and emotion, but he couldn't stop the car.

Ling He kissed the tip of Xiao Dao's nose, and made a deep self-criticism and said four words: "I am a snake and scorpion."

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Yan Xiaodao leaned back, feeling a duplicity of hesitation.Is he not willing to do this?Who is it that keeps sketching Mr. Ling's young and healthy body in his mind every morning and evening when he dreams back at midnight, and imagines that one day he can hold this wonderful person in his arms?Who was it that loved Mr. Ling so much from the very beginning that he couldn't help himself, and even ran to kiss him in the middle of the night and touched his nipple?

He has always been willing, but today's up and down offensive and defensive situation is beyond his expectations, making it difficult for him to accept it out of dignity when he is living under the fence.Ling He was just peeling off the scales on his body one by one, stripping him out of his original shape...

Ling He covered Yan Xiaodao's lips, and fell into a long-lasting tongue kiss like a saw-saw of endurance.A faint smell of blood sneaked into the saliva and nose of the two.Ling He didn't care at all, and licked delicately with the tip of his tongue, deliberately dawdling for a long time at the edge of the broken teeth, allowing the taste of the knife to permeate the mouth, allowing the sweet touch to occupy both of their consciousness.

The master taught well, and now the apprentice has long been able to become a master and stand on his own.In the past, there was no object to practice, but now I finally have it. Mr. Ling, who is twice blessed with subjective initiative and objective action, is so talented, what else can't he learn?Ling He put his arms around the back of Xiaodao's neck, tightly hugged the beautiful person in his arms, and sucked up the oxygen in one gulp, forcing the other party's lips to open when he was panting heavily... Ling He frantically sucked Xiaodao's upper lip, and squeezed his own lower lip Falling into the mouth of the other party, the deep kiss is also like an open and secret fight, the swords are on the verge of breaking out, and the joints of the two people are secretly whitening due to the mutual suppression of the elbows and knees...

A blush suddenly rose from the corners of Ling He's eyes, and he tried to turn Yan Xiaodao over, face down.

Yan Xiaodao stared at him: "If you have the ability, watch me do it, don't hide."

Ling He didn't plan to hide either.

The two of them were facing each other, their eyes were locked, and their eyes met.Ling He pulled up Yan Xiaodao's two strong legs and curled them up in front of his chest.You don't even need to do anything, as long as you see a tough and sexy man like Yan Xiaodao being pressed under him, looking at this handsome face with a slight frown but unable to move, there is a delicious meal in front of you that is enough to satisfy your gluttonous desire.

Both of them were silent, only the occasional subtly gasped to indicate a lingering and unrequited love in the room.

Yan Xiaodao was stingy to let Ling He hear even a gasp, sticking to his bottom line with a resolute gaze, resolutely suppressing all pain under the skin, not to hum.

And the bottom line that Ling He is trying to stick to is even more bizarre.He deliberately turned his eyes away, refusing to look at the parts of Xiaodao's lower body that had been mobilized by him, and ignored the strong and majestic estrous state of the man's body, but instead focused all his attention on Yan Xiaodao's face.

Ling He reached down with one hand to unbutton his trousers, and picked up a tube of transparent jelly-like thing, which Azhe had quietly thrown to them in the living room just now. I don't know what brand it is... He kissed Xiaodao's lips devoutly again, with a firm The body suddenly pierced, instantly pulling the upper and lower bodies of the two closer to a negative distance.

Fantastic.

It's a knife...

The suffocating density and heat made Ling He not know where he was for a moment, and the feeling of physical union that he had never tasted in half his life made his spine tremble.He couldn't stand it at the first blow, he fell on Yan Xiaodao's body and drowned in the whirlpool, wandering between the ripples for a long time, unwilling to move, just wanted to hug him forever like this, never leave...

No matter how tough and wear-resistant a man is, it will definitely hurt when he encounters such an invasion for the first time. Yan Xiaodao danced wildly in front of his eyes at that moment, and the feeling of tearing was no less than that of being stabbed in the ankle with a knife, bleeding profusely.It's just that the hard weapon wedged into his weaker place.The pain stuck in his throat, and he forcibly swallowed it back into his stomach.No matter what, he didn't want to show a little bit of weakness in front of Ling He, he just wanted to complain about the poor quality of the other party's foreplay, who taught this!

Linghe is serious, enthusiastic and urgent.The pain that was pounded out of Yan Xiaodao's abdomen became more and more intense, and he pushed his panting to his throat, as if forcing him to make a sound.

Yan Xiaodao clenched his teeth amidst the chaotic pain, staring at every movement of Ling He.

Since you can't overthrow the opponent, and you suffer a loss once in a while, you can't lose your momentum.

However, Ling He kept lowering his eyes and kissing him again and again, the sweat drops from the tips of their noses coincided and inevitably fused together, the intimacy and pain were intertwined in an unnatural way, quite excruciating...

Yan Xiaodao originally planned to resolutely keep silent, but broke the precept at some point: "You, slow down."

This doesn't sound embarrassing, Ling He quickly realized, stopped and took the tube of gel again.This time, the clear and cool thing was glued to his hands, Ling He put it under his nose and smelled it calmly, confirming that the quality of the thing is good.

When the cool fingers entered, Yan Xiaodao could no longer calm down, the delicate pleasure like gossamer lingered along the fingertips, and the strange intimacy made him shudder, very warm and slippery.The two bodies were tightly closed, and when they faced each other, they rubbed the tip of their noses and upper lips again. The consciousness of resistance sank in a trance, trying to capture that kind of intimacy.

The protruding part of the metacarpal bone of Ling He's left hand was bruised again during the fight just now, and it was blushing, and he couldn't care about it.The drowned chaotic guy climbed ashore at this time, shaking off his greenness and reserve, his eyes were clear, and he quickly fell into a more fiery siege, focusing his firepower on that wonderful place.There is no need to hesitate any longer when you are drunk, dreaming of death, and looking for the skin of a tiger, you can no longer care about the possibility of being slowed down tomorrow morning by Master Dao, who will swing the knife and chop it into pieces. Ling He stood up again and sighed in enjoyment... the knife is his.

Yan Xiaodao was pushed towards the head of the bed inch by inch, until the top of his head finally hit the hard bed and there was no way out.Every time he was stabbed, there would be a layer of slight ripples on his calm eyelids, and with the number of tremors, those ripples would rise and overflow the eye sockets, making Ling He, who was close at hand, absorb every minute of his emotional fluctuations. See everything at a glance...

Ling He seemed to be playing tricks on purpose, but he was clearly so infatuated that he couldn't help it. He shook and attacked even harder, insisting on forcing a moan from this perfect and tough man.Yan Xiaodao's whole body trembled, his thighs and eight-pack abs trembled with the movement of being violated, almost unable to bear it.Because of the tense state of the muscles, the outline between the chest and abdomen became clearer, water lines flowed freely along the blue veins of the neck, and sweat washed away the rosy and sensitive parts of the chest.

When he was exhausted, he just tried to withdraw his thighs, but was pressed back by Ling He brutally, putting his legs on his shoulders.Ling He was intoxicated by the intimate posture of the two of them, he let out a sigh of relief at the same time, lingering in his body, unwilling to part for a long time...

The internship experience of murder and bloodletting finally came to an end, and it was not too difficult.Yan Xiaodao has suffered a lot of minor injuries, and he can deal with it graciously, so that he won't be reluctant to give up after being chiseled by this kid. The damage is mainly on the face.

"Is it enough?" He turned his head slightly, Ling He was pillowed on his side, and his hot breathing slowly calmed down.

However, when Ling He raised his head again, Yan Xiaodao didn't dare to look directly at him. At that moment, he was suddenly amazed...

Ling He's face was radiating light.Just now when he was immersed in farming, the man's hair rope slipped off his back quietly and disappeared, his long hair was unreservedly scattered, and the ends of the hair touched Yan Xiaodao's face, which was very itchy.

In the room during the afternoon and daytime, the warm sunlight filled the room, half of Qingcheng's face was faintly hidden in the hair curtain, and the other half of his face was covered with a soft and charming golden luster.The light soaked through Ling He's moist skin after sweating.Those beams of light radiate from the center of the eyebrows and between the eyes, which are so bright and beautiful.

Ling He lowered his eyelashes and glanced slightly, realizing that he neglected to take care of his partner, and felt a little ashamed.

Because of his psychological barrier, some parts of him were resisted and rejected, and he was still in a half erect state. This kind of neglect was too bad, and it was obviously not gentlemanly and considerate enough.Ling He held Mr. Yan with his jelly-stained hand, and finally happily forced a long-lost gasp from his mouth.His gaze swept across the ceiling like a diffuse, and he drew the scoop with his fingers in the same way, returning what he learned from Mr. Yan.

He himself may not even realize that there is a difference between his hand and the knife's hand.Countless fantasies finally became reality, this feeling forced Yan Xiaodao to quickly bury his face in his neck, breathing disorderly.

"Xiaohe..." This is a helpless sigh of giving up and resisting.

Ling He asked: "Like this?"

Yan Xiaodao snorted: "You have really nice hands."

Ling He was proud: "Not only can I play the piano, but I can also take care of you."

The two are still connected at a negative distance, Ling He kisses Xiao Dao's face tenderly, and his mood seems to have been completely transformed after eating the marrow and knowing the taste, but he is even more reluctant to part.

This kiss could not be taken back soon, it clings to Ling He's entire will.The warmth of Yan Xiaodao's skin, for a person who has lived in the dark swamp all year round and is used to being lonely and cold, is like a moving beam of fire on the cold grassland and a guiding lighthouse on the vast ocean, making him desperate to burn himself Moths to the flame.Ling He kissed along the old scar on the back shoulder of the knife, like a mischievous child holding a favorite toy, silently counting the scars one by one with his lips, counting to the upper arm, counting to the chest, and then counting to the ribs... the lower body The connection made the upper body's room for movement narrow, and the friction of the intimate parts was suddenly sharp and unbearable.

Yan Xiaodao was surprised to find that the murder weapon swelled again in his abdomen.

With a gorgeous face, Ling He whispered and coaxed softly: "Xiaodao, let's come again."

"You...you just...you can't do it this time...you lie down!" Yan Xiaodao was about to faint from anger, and he really underestimated the person in front of him. He didn't expect that Mr. Ling not only has excellent physical strength, but also there is no "reserved" or "enough is enough" in the dictionary "These moderate words.

Ling He's temperament has always been slanted, his disdain for others in the past has all converged into a soft spot for Yan Xiaodao today.In Mr. Ling's narrow conception of feelings, men all over the world are roughly divided into two distinct categories: the first category is a knife...the second category is not a knife, fuck off.

As soon as Yan Xiaodao struggled, he was in severe pain from the huge thing in his body, and the pain just now swung forward again, covering his whole body's sensory perception with one click... This kid usually eats too much Western-style beef and mutton, and his nutrition is too much.

Making love actually takes a lot of energy. The hasty and violent movements let the anesthetic factor in his body soak into the blood vessels of his whole body, engulfing his limbs and bones even more deeply.Yan Xiaodao's body is soft, his waist is so soft, let Ling He dominate his body, stroking between his waist, buttocks and thighs passionately.

Ling He's eyes became deeper and deeper, turning into a dark green full of temptation.The man's broad shoulders covered him, piercing and twitching effortlessly again, rubbing the pleasure from Yan Xiaodao's body more beautiful and moist than before...

Ling He's eyes were all messed up, and he kissed Xiaodao's earlobe and neck longingly, and Yan Xiaodao quickly bit his throat!

Ling He didn't hide. A leopard was bitten by the throat by the tiger, but it stood up fiercely without fear of death.This time Yan Xiaodao forced a look of impatience in his eyes and lips, which made him almost uncontrollable.Ling He leaned back in enjoyment, and when he lowered his head again, a handsome long hair fell down in front of him...

It was indeed different from the feeling just now, which made Yan Xiaodao flash a flustered expression.

He thought that Ling He was just trying to cheat and vent, but it didn't look like it.

He thought he'd just feel the constant pain, but apparently it wasn't.

The pain began to be mixed with inexplicable pleasure, and sparks sparked from time to time between the tightly fitting bodies of the two. When the electric current finally rushed into his tailbone and hit his nerve center, Yan Xiaodao's eyes bulged. There were dots of water, and the eye sockets suddenly turned red.At this moment, I don't know if I should complain that Mr. Ling is extremely intelligent. He can do everything without a teacher and he can learn it easily. With a little practice, he can go from immature to easy. If he fights for two more rounds, he can quickly leap forward To the point of proficiency!

No one can barely maintain a dignified and glamorous appearance. There are only two healthy men burned with lust on this bed.

Yan Xiaodao shuddered violently from the electric shock in his abdomen, Ling He concentrated his firepower as if he had found a treasure, and smashed the city and pulled out the stronghold amidst the chaotic panting.In a trance, he couldn't tell whose gasping it was. His teeth came out of his lower lip, and he let out a voice uncontrollably. At this moment, he turned his head suddenly, not wanting Ling He to see through his strong city defense line. It fell in an instant.

Ling He didn't laugh at his helpless disarm at this time.At this moment, Ling He was immersed in the boundless tide-like enjoyment, catching his lips forgetfully, lingering endlessly.

Ling He put a pillow under the body of the knife to make him lean against the head of the bed more comfortably, and then pressed his legs tightly against his chest.

Ling He straightened up slightly, only then did he remember that he should take off his shirt, and expose himself fairly and frankly.He raised his hand to remove the undershirt from his head, let his messy long hair hang down on his shoulders, showing a moving figure, smiling at the knife.Yan Xiaodao gradually dazzled and dazed in the middle of his pupils, reflected this man's beautiful body and non-stop swinging waist, it was so beautiful.Ling He seems to be tireless and enjoys it...

I don't know when the pain will turn into a sweet tease, Yan Xiaodao can only rely on biting Ling He's shoulder to block the moan that he almost kept rolling and crawling.His arms wrapped around Ling He's waist.The point of being constantly rubbed past made him shudder, and made him fall into the entanglement of love-hate desire for the person in front of him in comfort. Ling He was just trying to break his skill, tearing down his false reserve, and smashing his tough mask , This made him fall into an unexpected panic even more than being stabbed in the ankle. The four angry words "Linghe, how dare you" had already been wiped out by him...

The two were in a half-suffocated state, and they were reluctant to let go of each other.

Ling He exhausted a lot of physical strength, his hair was wet from root to tip, and he wrapped himself in his lover's arms and forgot about it. Finally, under a violent twitch, he watched Yan Xiaodao roll out of his throat with a "hmm" Subwoofer.

Yan Xiaodao was the first to lose control, allowing a piece of sticky essence to flow out like an infusion, and actually ejaculated first...

Ling He hugged Xiaodao happily, disarmed all at once, and lay on Xiaodao's chest for a long time, unwilling to let go.

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One afternoon, he was fucked by the vivacious Mr. Ling.

In the evening, the cool sea breeze blows open the curtains, and the golden-red sunset covers the window edges. Yan Xiaodao feels that the numbness has passed, and his hands and feet slowly recover.

The light in the room was very dark, and when he turned his head, he saw Ling He sleeping next to him.Mr. Ling has a handsome face while sleeping, and he can smell his breath.

This kid is probably really tired, sleeping unsuspectingly, but he still didn't forget to wrap his arms around him in his arms, his even breathing couldn't stop the sweet smile that twitched slightly on his face, and he was still intoxicated by the first time he was asleep. In Fang's wonderful memories.Yan Xiaodao used to think that Ling He's lips were mean and sharp, but today even his lips are moist and light pink, which is very beautiful.

From now on, spraying venom can only take second place among femme fatale's best thing.Mr. Ling is obviously better at kissing.

The bedding and sheets were all wet and damp from this person, forcing the two of them to subconsciously get close to each other while they were asleep to get warmth.

Yan Xiaodao quietly lifted the quilt and took a look.The sleeping organ lay quietly between Mr. Ling's legs, seemingly innocent and harmless, but this guy just turned into a murder weapon, which could kill him...

Yan Xiaodao now has enough strength to pinch the man's throat, slap his ears hard a few times, and then kick him out of bed.

He sighed, stretched out his hand not willing to slap someone, and gently stroked Ling He's wet hair.The embarrassing tooth marks he left on the sides of the opponent's shoulders became a swollen red spot, as if he had pulled out a cupping pot for this person.

At this time, no matter how hard he insisted that he didn't feel happy, he must be unable to argue, and he didn't even believe it when he said it.

The first time I saw Linghe, I missed my whole life.

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Yan Xiaodao slowed down for a while, turned over and got out of bed, went into the bathroom naked, and turned on the nozzle to rinse the marks on his body slightly.

After taking a shower, his waist was sore. It was purely because his muscles were paralyzed just now and he couldn't resist. Ling Hela made a big movement between stretching and stretching, stretching to his waist, and immediately made him feel the sadness of time. .

He wiped his body and swayed out again, the wonderful person on the bed had already woken up.Ling He's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, two black eyelashes cast two clusters of stunning ink shadows on his face, and he looked at him contentedly.

A few bruises were exposed on the strong muscles of Yan Xiaodao's buttocks. Someone's hand strength is not ordinary.

Yan Xiaodao didn't care about Ling He's fiery gaze.You've done everything, so what are you holding back?He turned over on the bed again, and when Ling He stretched out his arms and tried to hold him in his arms, he suddenly rolled over and pressed him down!

The pressure on the slightly cool bodies of the two quickly heated up, and their sensitive parts rubbed against each other, as if they were familiar with each other's size and dimensions, and could no longer deny this extremely intimate relationship.

It would be boring to be awkward any longer, Yan Xiaodao pinched the chin of the man under him, and said a cruel sentence full of deterrence: "Linghe, you wait for me, today's incident, I will fuck you back as it is, I will definitely fuck you!" Until you can't get out of bed!"

Yan Xiaodao didn't say: I'm breaking up with you, we're done playing.

They are all men, and they are all happy people. There is only one thought in his mind: Wait, kid, I can't do you yet?

Ling He smiled fearlessly and unrestrainedly, and bullied Xiao Dao with his eyes: Okay, let's see who will keep the other from getting out of bed from now on.

A bowl of porridge is premeditated, but this is not premeditated, it is the true feelings revealed after going off track.

The exaggerated smile of the unrestrained body finally converges on the corner of his mouth, Ling He holds the knife on his back like a big baby, kisses the collarbone and chest of the knife lightly, and pleads with an indistinct voice and a low expression: " Xiaodao, you are not allowed to leave me...you are with me..."