Water of Rebirth

Zhang Jingshu was lying on the bed with his legs curled up, his body began to tremble non-stop, and the cold air in his body began to penetrate into his bones again. He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to restrain himself. , I wanted to stop shaking my body, but not only was it useless, but my body was shaking more and more violently.

Zhang Moyan looked at this moment, his hands were still on his chest, holding on to his clothes, stopping him, his eyes became darker and more obscure.

Brother, do you hate my touch so much?

Too!Ever since I took advantage of your illness and forced you for the first time, I have already thought of the possible consequences, even if you hate me or hate me, I have been unable to let go since then!

"Cold...cold..."

Zhang Jingshu murmured non-stop, his consciousness seemed to have fallen into a semi-comatose state.

Zhang Moyan no longer hesitated, his body was running with spiritual power, and his body was getting hotter and hotter. Zhang Jingshu felt the heat coming from him, and his body instinctively leaned towards him. The hand that was originally on his chest also turned into a hug. He grabbed the human stove in front of him, and wrapped his hands and feet tightly around his body.

Zhang Moyan lowered his head and grabbed his lips. The spiritual power began to flow into Jing Shu's body non-stop. At the same time, he moved his hands and touched the belt on Jing Shu's body. A piece of snow-white skin.

Zhang Moyan's eyes were deep, and the kiss became deeper and deeper. He kissed him fiercely and hotly, wishing to swallow him directly, and touched his chest with his hands, stroking him continuously...

It took a long time for Zhang Moyan to let him go. With burning desire in his eyes, he lowered his head and kissed his neck and collarbone, licking and gnawing, and then bit by bit, leaving a scar on his chest. One hot, fiery kiss.

"cold……"

With his mouth free, Zhang Jingshu murmured again subconsciously. He didn't respond to Mo Yan's actions. He only knew that the person in front of him was very warm, and his hands and feet were tightly wrapped around him.

Zhang Moyan kissed him. Hearing this, he took the time to say something in a low voice, "Brother, it's not cold..."

As she spoke, her lips lingered on his chest, kissing him non-stop, leaving a string of ambiguous red marks on his snow-white skin.

"It won't be cold soon, bro..."

Zhang Moyan kissed him, coaxed him, and continued to probe into his clothes...

Zhang Jingshu closed his eyes, the cold yin inside his body was moving, extremely cold. At this time, the outside of his body gradually heated up, his consciousness was fuzzy, and he didn't have much reaction to the outside world until a warm current poured into him. It warmed the inside of his body, warmed his whole body, and temporarily suppressed the coldness in his body.

Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were still a little blurry, until he saw clearly again, he met a pair of eyes full of desire, wishing to swallow his eyes directly, his heart trembled, and then the senses of his body gradually spread. Come on, feeling the things in his body at this moment, and Mo Yan's hand on him, Zhang Jingshu was stunned, only felt that his eyes were turning black, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to push him away, and moved for a long time, but in fact his fingers only moved slightly, and he didn't have any strength in his whole body now, and he couldn't stop what Mo Yan was doing to him at this moment.

Zhang Moyan watched Jing Shu open his eyes, and called hoarsely, full of desire, "Brother..."

He lowered his head again, and kissed his collarbone heavily, and at the same time, the things buried in his body pushed deeper...

Zhang Jingshu's body trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He moved his hand, desperately trying to stop him.

Xiao, Xiaoyan, no, you can't do this for me, you can't...

Brother can't let you carry so much for me, please, stop quickly, stop quickly...

Zhang Jingshu's lips moved, wanting to speak, wanting to tell Xiaoyan these things, but in the end his mouth just opened, his body was so weak that he couldn't make a sound.

Zhang Jingshu howled in his heart, feeling what Xiaoyan did for him, his eyes were full of pain.

Xiaoyan, my brother would rather die than drag you down and ask you to do this for me! !

Zhang Moyan looked at the mark left on his collarbone just now, lowered his head, kissed and bit harder, until the mark left was more obvious than before, deeply imprinted on Jing Shu's body, temporarily It won't fade away. Seeing this, Zhang Moyan raised his head with a little satisfaction. Unexpectedly, he saw that his eyes were full of disbelief and pain.

His eyes sank involuntarily, they were deep, deeper and deeper, he stretched out his hand, covered his eyes with one hand, lowered his head, and bit his chest hard.

"elder brother……"

Zhang Moyan called out in a low voice, his body was hot, and his movements began to become violent. He kept screaming, kissing, kissing and chewing all over his body.

Xie, even if you blame me and hate me, I can't stop. As early as the day I realized that I liked you, I was already crazy!

Calling you obediently every day, but thinking in my heart, hug you, kiss you, like now, kiss you crazily, love you!

Brother, you will not accept the self who thinks like this, the ugly self, brother, you will even stay away from me and hate me, how can it be!As long as I think about it, you will hate me, I feel that I have lost the meaning of living.

I want to lock you up, so that only I can see and touch every day, so that you only belong to me.

Until brother, in order to save me, you suffered from cold poison, I felt uncomfortable but secretly happy, I finally got my wish, brother, you can only stay here every day, only I can see and touch you , Brother, you finally belong to me alone.

Until I took advantage of your attack and couldn't control myself to want you, but unexpectedly discovered that the yang energy in my body could temporarily suppress the cold poison in your body, I was afraid that you would hate me, so I said it was to cure you Bro, you didn't blame me when you woke up, but in the next few times, I watched your originally gentle and jade-like face gradually take on a gloomy color, and your body was also losing weight at an abnormal speed.

Looking at the pain in your eyes, my heart is also like a pain in the heart. On the one hand, I hope that my brother will recover soon, and on the other hand, I hope that your illness will not be cured, so that my brother will not be able to leave me. I am afraid of you After recovering from illness, you will leave me and despise me. Such an ugly self, brother, will you accept it?

Zhang Jingshu was hugged by Mo Yan, and finally he gave up struggling, lying on the bed, Ren Moyan kissed non-stop, in the darkness, listening to the constant voices coming from his ears, this is the most intimate My brother, listening to it now, is simply a great irony to him. As an elder brother, he actually wants his younger brother to do this kind of thing for him. Feeling the warm current coming from his body, the strange emotion in his body can't help Stirring, Zhang Jingshu's eyes were full of pain and intense sorrow, gradually, his eyes began to be in a trance, and a tear slipped down silently, wetting his temples.

It's my fault, it's all my fault...

Xiaoyan, brother I'm sorry...

I am so sorry……

Zhang Moyan kissed him frantically, his movements were eager and passionate, and he kept covering his eyes with one hand, avoiding the disgust towards him that Jing Shu's eyes showed.

Looking at him, his eyes were fascinated, but there was a deep sadness in his eyes, and he murmured affectionately, "Brother, I love you..."

It's just a pity that at this time, Zhang Jingshu was being hit by the warm current in his body, and his mind was in a trance, so he didn't hear his affectionate words at all.

Zhang Moyan slowed down, took away the hands that were placed on his eyes, looked at his blurred eyes, wet eyes, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and felt pain in his heart, but looked at his body densely packed, all over his body. The hickey, lying powerlessly in his arms, but his body reacted involuntarily.

He lowered his head, lovingly kissed away the tears at the corners of his eyes, and held his lips again, snatching his breath, the breaths of the two blended together, the breaths were all fused together, and the breaths of both of them became short when they separated again Quite a few, Zhang Moyan was panting violently, and the breath he exhaled was scorching hot.

He wrapped his arms around his waist, hugged him, turned him over carefully, brushed the long hair on his back, and stroked his back lovingly.

Zhang Jingshu's whole skin showed a kind of morbid paleness, and the thin bones on his back were clearly exposed. He felt a little let go of his hands, but Zhang Moyan's eyes were obsessed, and he was obsessed with each other. Gently touched, with strong love in his eyes, his movements were gentle and slow, as if he was stroking his treasure, his eyes became more and more obsessed, even fanatical.

Finally, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he lowered his head and impatiently kissed him, with his lips against his back, from top to bottom, kissing little by little, the movements were eager and slow, as if piously kissing His god, but he left a string of red hickeys on his god's back.

Zhang Jingshu was lying on the bed with his face pressed against the sheet, although his eyes were still open, but at the moment his eyes were full of bewilderment and trance, he had no way to stop Xiaoyan, asking Xiaoyan to do this kind of thing for him, why is he still alive...

And he was still talking to Xiaoyan...

Feeling the surge of desire in his body, Jing Shu's eyes turned black, he closed his eyes slowly, and unconsciously passed out.

Until it was done again, Zhang Moyan carefully wrapped his arms around his waist, turned him over, saw that he had closed his eyes and had already fallen asleep, put one hand on his shoulder, and carefully hugged him into the In his arms, he was tightly attached to himself, leaving no gaps.

Zhang Moyan hugged his waist tightly with his left hand, and touched his face with his right hand. His movements were gentle and slow, inch by inch across his eyes, eyebrows, nose...

The movements were extremely gentle, but his eyes were always looking at him with scorching heat. The strong tide of emotion rolled in his eyes, which was as hot and violent as a volcanic eruption, which was shocking.

Zhang Moyan's eyes were on fire, and he looked at him with deep eyes, brother, there are three days left, just stick to it for three more days, and then I will give you my life if you want it.

Let me indulge for the last time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Moyan lowered his head, and couldn't wait to kiss his lips again...