Marshal is always tired [Interstellar]

The so-called first-time raw and second-time familiarity, Ian has already done this matter of scrubbing Qin Jue once. At that time, he was blushing and didn't know where to put his hands and feet, but this time he has learned how to eat without a trace in the process. Tofu.

He quickly forgot what happened below just now. Rand Carpati has never been a silent and forbearing character, so there should be no need to worry that he will hide things about his injuries.

He quickly cleaned up his sweaty lover, wrapped him in a loose bathrobe, and carried him back to the bedroom.

——Compared to worrying about the scheming big devil, it is obvious that he should focus on the matter in front of him.

Speaking of which, the two of them have been together officially for a long time, but there has never been anything more intimate than a kiss. The two of them seem to have skipped their love and entered the old couple mode. Outside, for the sake of their own identity, they rarely even hold hands.

It is true that in the Cosmic Alliance, they are always under tension, but the two of them have bought furniture for their house, bought more furniture, and even cooked for themselves. How can they not have time to make out and make out?

From Ian's point of view, this matter is actually not difficult to understand. After all, he has worshiped Qin Jue as an idol male god since he was a child, which means he put this person in a god position that he dare not desecrate at all. It's not an exaggeration. After he knew that he had chased after the male god in a daze, it was too late for him to be in a trance. It was really not easy to change his mind all of a sudden and think of in-depth communication.

In this way, the most suitable time has already passed, and later he occasionally turned his mind to this side, but when he saw that face, he was a little timid, not to mention asking for the unspeakable thing, It is an active kiss, which takes a long time to muster courage every time. You have to wait until the right time, place, people and everything are perfect before you try it once or twice with a very nervous mood.

As for Qin Jue... He didn't think about it at all. Marshal Qin* and the like were indifferent, and they had been in the supreme state of "putting their limited life into unlimited learning" for decades—— Think about it, a person who can live on nutritional supplements for decades and regards cultivation as sleep every day, how can he be expected to have any lofty pursuits in life?

After all, as the old saying goes, "Satisfy thoughts/lust/desire", the marshal is not even in the mood to satisfy the first two items, let alone the last item.

So, just like that, the two of them have always maintained a platonic pure and perfect relationship, and they haven't even hugged for half a year after their engagement!It's too much!

Now... hehehe~

Qin Jue actually didn't consume too much today. What he used most to undo the contract was actually the energy of various precious medicinal materials. In addition to importing dark energy as support, he was forced to feel the pressure of forming a bond again. Except for the bad feelings at the time, there was no substantial harm.

But the pain is still real, so that he was indeed a little dizzy at the end of the moment, and fell into a brief shock for a while, but when Ian was "cleaning" him halfway , that bit of dizziness was digested by the strong body.

But the scene at that time seemed a bit awkward when he woke up. The marshal's EQ was finally online once, so he just continued to pretend to close his eyes, and simply relaxed his body and let the little boyfriend do his best.

Ian was very reliable. Although he kept making small moves, they were limited to sneaky touches and kisses, nothing more.

Until he was carefully carried back to the bed in the bedroom, Qin Jue always thought that today's affairs were over, and it happened that he was really sleepy after soaking in hot water for a long time, so he rubbed against the soft bed and wanted to fall asleep .

Anyway, those unpleasant nightmares have disappeared since Ian was by his side. When the marshal feels tired occasionally, he finds that sleeping is not as boring as he remembered.

But he didn't know what was going on with him now. His complexion was a little pale because of expending a lot of energy, but because of the hot water, a little blush appeared on that layer of whiteness. With long and thick eyelashes, freshly washed and The smooth and black hair, and that ingeniously handsome appearance are actually contrasted with a softness that does not match the painting style.

The navy blue bathrobe was only loosely bound at the waist, outlining a tight and moving waistline, but a large white chest was exposed on it. The smooth and thin layer of muscles was not exaggerated, only showing a kind of Representing the beauty of strength, you can even see two pink spots from the loose skirt, which rises and falls with shallow breathing.

Ian couldn't help but lay down beside him, stretching out his arms to wrap him in his arms as if possessed.

Qin Jue finally had no choice but to open his eyes.

"Don't make trouble, you're going to sleep at this hour, today's training task hasn't been completed yet, right? Go and practice for a while, good boy."

"..." Ian resignedly tightened his arms a little more, and blocked the incomprehensible mouth, "Don't worry, I finished today's task before you go to untie the contract. "

"That's also...well..." Qin Jue was stunned by the kiss, blinked his eyes, a little at a loss.

The other party kissed very carefully, slowly licking/touching from the lips, then to the jaw, and then tentatively attacked along his slightly opened lips, and began to stir slowly.

That feeling... Qin Jue couldn't help but grabbed Ian's shoulder, feeling as if an electric current suddenly passed through his body, and he didn't know how to use the force at all.

He heard Ian chuckle, reaching up to grab his nowhere hand in his palm, and the other on the back of his head, deepening the kiss that really made him dizzy.

This had never happened before in their light kisses.

Qin Jue snorted softly, feeling his whole body soften inexplicably.

The two kissed tenderly for a long time, until Qin Jue's mind was almost a mess, he slumped on the bed and let his lover do whatever he wanted, as if he was in lukewarm water now.

Then a scorching palm sneaked in through the gap in the bathrobe, pressing it tightly on the moist skin inside.

"How do you feel?" Ian finally stopped, raised his head slightly, and kept a very close distance between their lips and teeth, as if they could touch each other. He looked at the dazed eyes of the man with power in his hands. Brilliant, just feel dry mouth.

Although I know it shouldn't be, I still can't help but think about who this person lying limply here is, and what kind of terrifying and powerful power is hidden in that seemingly thin body... It has nothing to do with anything else, it's just hidden in the nature Everyone's unavoidable desire to conquer, and those burning passions that have nowhere to vent.

Qin Jue smiled in a daze, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck, and bumped into him again recklessly.

"Hiss—" The force of this collision was not well controlled, and the two of them couldn't help gasping when their own teeth and the other's teeth touched their lips. Ian looked at him helplessly, almost Laugh out of anger.

"Forget it, don't move, let me do it."

Qin Jue covered his mouth with one hand, revealing some innocent eyes.

The belt on his bathrobe was originally more ornamental than practical, and after the two of them rolled around sticky for a long time, the already loose knot was already unkempt, and it was completely loosened by a random twitch. Open up, showing the full spring/color inside.

Ian smiled at him again, and began to kiss him carefully along the slender neck, and the other hand was not idle, groping/rubbing slowly approaching the vitals, passing through the sensitive part of the back waist, which was still quite tender. Press hard with evil intentions.

Qin Jue couldn't help but let out a gasp, his eyes were even more wet, and his whole body began to glow a terrible pink.

He was actually a little embarrassed, but Ian was comfortable serving him, so he let him torment.

Hmm... Don't say it, it's really comfortable.

Ian didn't let him move around, so he just lay there obediently and let him do whatever he wanted with peace of mind, but occasionally when his mind was clear, he tore off the other party's well-dressed clothes.

The two quickly faced each other calmly. The little prince used all the tricks he had secretly prepared for a long time with ease, and easily ignited him without much effort. The kiss easily took away the last sane will in his mind.

Qin Jue was completely defeated by him, his eyes were open in a daze, but he was already out of focus, his voice was a little crying, and his pale face just now was already covered with the color of passion/desire.

Someone who had planned for a long time took out the balm that had been hidden for a long time from the bed lattice, until he fiddled with the poor marshal sobbing and paralyzed first, then he set up those two slender and white legs, and went straight to the bed with great joy. rush in.

That taste is really... so wonderful, beyond all the delusions I have ever had.

He could hardly stop, tossing from the soft and spacious bed to the bathroom, and then back again, the joy of finally getting what he wanted made His Highness, who is usually considered rational and restrained, no longer care about other things, and only cared about being perfect in front of his eyes. Deeply carved his own brand on his skin, and pinched his powerful slender waist to confront him brutally.Even after Qin Jue was made to cry by him, it only slowed down the attack, but he couldn't break free from the crazy wave-like control.

When the two finally fell asleep hugging each other, the morning light of the next day had even begun to glow outside the window.

...It is also fortunate that this is a special period, otherwise the marshal who was absent from work for no reason would probably cause another uproar.