The Tai Tuo of Quick Transmigration is here

"Can I kiss you?" Su Muzhe forgot how long ago he said angrily that he would never kiss Jian Qi again. At this time, the atmosphere was so good that he couldn't help asking, and then he regretted it.

Kissing, in Jian Qi's mind, is something only lovers can do. He used to think that there was no love between him and Su Muzhe, but now Jian Qi thinks differently.

Su Muzhe was ten years younger than him, and he was so active. Jian Qi felt that he had no reason to refuse, and even, he should take the initiative.

Jian Qi stretched out his hand, just in time to grab the shrinking young man, his soft lips fell down, and Su Mu closed his eyes.

Jian Qi: If this is not considered love!

It wasn't until his lips were licked wet that Jian Qi invaded, his lips and tongue were intertwined, and a strange yet familiar pain spread from the tip of his tongue to the top of his head...

"Mumu—"

Su Muzhe: "?"

He opened his eyes in an instant, and met Jian Qi's unbelievable, shocked, and pleasant eyes. The eyes were too complicated, and Su Muzhe couldn't speak his dissatisfied words immediately, "What's wrong?"

It was a very short kiss, but Jian Qi felt like a century had passed, and a hundred thoughts went through his mind, for example:

Wen Yimu is Mumu?

But isn't Mumu a dog demon?

And Wen Yimu doesn't remember at all?

And the age is not right? ?Why is it that when you are in a relationship, everyone is like that, after you become a human being, you are ten years younger than me? !

……

Jian Qi: I was stupid then.

Although there are so many doubts in his mind, Jian Qi will never admit his mistake. This is the punishment of a transsexual love. Only his Mumu can make him feel painful and sweet in the kiss.

Just when Su Muzhe hadn't figured out the situation, Jian Qi pounced on him. This kiss was not like the gentle wind and drizzle just now, but swept up like a storm. The dull Su Muzhe saw that Jian Qi closed it. At that moment, a crystal teardrop slid down his eyes.

This kiss contained Jian Qi's joy of regaining what was lost, and Su Muzhe's happiness of coming to his side by accident.

It wasn't until Su Muzhe was out of breath that Jian Qi let him go.

Su Muzhe: Why is this person enlightened? He's so bald and excited.

In a blink of an eye, Jian Qi went to read Wen Yimu's information carefully. It was the investigation material that Yu Jing sent over when he knew Wen Yimu existed.

Jian Qi has ten lines at a glance. Wen Yimu grew up in an ordinary single-parent family and has excellent grades since he was a child. At first glance, there is nothing unusual about his information, but Jian Qi noticed a date, June 6th. Wen Yimu fell into the water while filming and lay on the bed for three days.

Jian Qi took a deep puff of the cigarette, but the smoke was not drawn into his lungs, but spit out from his mouth, a white mushroom cloud rose up, and if he looked closely, he could still see Jian Qi's trembling hand on Wen Yimu's photo.

And he was the Mumu who picked up on June 6th, and he left three months later.Before meeting Mumu, Jian Qi never believed in the theory of ghosts, gods and demons. Since Mumu may be a dog demon, why can't it be that the soul traveled through time and space ten years later?

The distance between Jian Qi and the truth is already very close. It's not that the dog demon has been transmigrated for ten years, but that when Su Muzhe entered this world, the soul of his original body had not yet dissipated, and his soul had nowhere to rest. Wrongly went ten years ago.

Traveling through time and space caused him to lose the memory of those three months, and he almost missed it with him.

Jian Qi was afraid for a while, and then rushed to Su Muzhe's room and hugged him.

Su Muzhe: "?"

Although he was puzzled, but sensitive, he still felt that Jian Qi's mood was not right. He wrapped one hand around Jian Qi's waist, and the other was moving on his back, like a gentle mother comforting a depressed baby.

Thinking of this, Su Muzhe couldn't help bursting into laughter. Jian Qi stepped back a few steps, and his mood returned to normal. Looking at the smile on Su Muzhe's face, Jian Qi thought: Su Muzhe was originally a normal person When he grows up, he must not accept that he is a dog demon. Since he has forgotten it, it doesn't matter, as long as he remembers it.

The past ten years of pain disappeared in Jian Qi's thought. As long as Mu Mu is by his side, the previous pain is worth it.

Jian Qi held down Su Muzhe's back, got close to his nose, and took a bite on it. This is Mumu's favorite movement. Before Su Muzhe could react, the messy teeth came under the nose, and the force was strong. It is so light that it can't even leave tooth marks on the lips, and then the biting action is transformed into a gentle lick.

The smell of smoke between the corners of his mouth was still heavy, Su Muzhe bit his rebellious tongue in dissatisfaction, but this action gave Jian Qi a familiar feeling, although his memory was gone, his words and deeds were still so familiar.

Jian Qi blew at the corner of his mouth, and the cold wind with the smell of smoke came from the cracks of his lips, "Don't you like me smoking?"

"No," Su Muzhe grabbed Jian Qi's collar and tugged, "It's just..." I can't be happy when I think about who you got addicted to.

Resisting the guest, he held his lips, and Su Muzhe carefully smacked it twice with his sharp canine teeth, thinking that Jian Qi hadn't noticed, and was immediately picked up by someone with his buttocks up.

Su Muzhe "hummed" twice, and grabbed Jian Qi's neckline tightly. The round neckline was pulled into a V shape, and he strangled the back of Jian Qi's neck, but he didn't respond to discomfort at all.I just feel that I was a fool who refused Mu Mu Kiss before, how could there be such a comfortable thing——

Su Muzhe's nails haven't been trimmed for some time. Without paying attention, Jian Qi's collarbone was scratched with red marks. When he took off his clothes, the red marks became more and more obvious. Su Muzhe stuck out the tip of his tongue guiltily. After licking it, it was euphemistically called: "Saliva can be disinfected."

But Jian Qi stared at his opening and closing mouth, his eyes became darker, and he couldn't hear what he said at all.

Jian Qi stood by the bed, Su Muzhe was trapped in his arms, but his legs were still wrapped around his waist and he didn't let it go. I don't know who made the move first. The objects of the two were side by side, following Jian Qi's movements rub up.

The two are about the same size, Su Muzhe looks lighter than Jian Qi because of his skin, he deliberately swings up and down with Jian Qi's movements, it looks like two beasts in the jungle are racing.

And the swaying sweat flowed from the tip to the cave, and it was moist and itchy.Su Muzhe wanted to reach out to touch it, but was stopped halfway: "What's wrong?"

Feeling ashamed and angry, but still have to answer Jian Qi's question honestly: "It itches there."

"where?"

"Behind..."

Jian Qi stopped, caught a glimpse of Hongyan's buttocks, her throat felt a little hot, "Those who didn't know thought you were born to secrete liquid like a woman."

Su Muzhe propped himself up, bit Jian Qi's Adam's apple, and threatened: "Say more, talk again."

"Haha——" the dog's fangs pressed against the throat, and the skin would be punctured with a little force, but Jian Qi was not afraid at all, "I like it very much."

After being patted between the buttocks, Su Muzhe realized what he was talking about, and his whole body turned red, and at this moment, Jian Qi took advantage of the lubrication there and pushed in, using the oil that both of them liked. Su Muzhe bit down reflexively.

Jian Qi stood up and got closer, until the sweaty face of the young man was in front of him.The slightly long hair fell in front of his eyes, and Jian Qi stretched out his hand to push it away. The young man lowered his eyelids slightly, covering those round pupils.

"Yimu, let's start over, shall we?"

Su Muzhe knew what he meant. Although he didn't know what prompted him to make this decision, Su Muzhe didn't intend to agree. He still wanted to pursue the patron's father.

"Not good," but Su Muzhe didn't forget that Jian Qi is now the benefactor. Su Muzhe immediately entered the role as he spoke, and looked at him beggingly: "Is there something wrong with me, brother Qi."

"No, it's my fault, don't do this—" Then Jian Qi realized what Su Muzhe was doing, and seamlessly connected: "Be good, and your benefits will naturally be indispensable."

Su Muzhe nodded cooperatively, clamped his crotch tightly, and urged him: "Then you move."

But Jian Qi turned around with the person in his arms, and pushed her up: "Come here."

"Good dad."

Such moving objects are also tightly embedded in it. Su Muzhe knelt beside him, swaying his body from side to side, and the objects inside also moved accordingly, hitting the center of the acupuncture point one after another, and the buttocks became a living spring, gurgling Dripping out of the water, his movements changed a lot, huffing and puffing up and down, and circling around, which gave Jian Qi a great stimulus.

In this position, Jian Qi can freely knead Su Muzhe's buttocks, and the ground is soft into a ball of mud, which can be kneaded into any shape. His movements are as gentle as Su Muzhe, and both of them rushed forward. The pinnacle of pleasure.