My husband is the protector of the country

"Mo Cheng...look at me..."

Qu Jianing tried his best to control his emotions, but his ears and cheeks still turned red uncontrollably.

As an underage boy obsessed with studying, he rarely even comforts himself. Now he wants to "seduce" the man he likes... or a man in a "special form", he can only rely on the only book The plot and instinct in the comics are carried out.

The young man rubbed his cheek against the scales of Mo Cheng's head. Unlike the scales of ordinary cold-blooded animals, the scales of dragons are warm.

Qu Jianing rubbed twice, reached out and pulled up the hem of his T-shirt, exposing the skin on his waist.

Mo Long's pupils gradually changed from narrow and narrow to oval.

The dragon body floating in the air also lowered slowly, forming a circle around Qu Jianing, subconsciously fixing the young man in its own territory.

"Jianning..."

Mo Cheng's voice became low, and he dug the dragon's claws on the ground, almost embedded in the floor.

The red and black light is still conspicuous, but Mo Cheng is trying his best to resist the chaos in his mind. As Qu Jianing said, he focuses his eyes on his own god.

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