[Comprehensive] System, please don't die again

In the corner of the church, in the little square room,

You who are confessing your original sin to God,

It can be seen that the incarnation of original sin is here,

This sinful self,

With deep, never-ending love for you,

I want to abandon everything and fall into hell with you in my arms,

So don't pray to God, don't confess to God,

into my arms.

"How was your date with Xiaobai?"

As soon as he came home, yes, home, for Long Mo, the place with Di Lan was his home, and Long Mo met Di Lan who was standing by the door with a face full of pride.

Sure enough, he still wants to shoot himself to death, is there any? Long Mo thinks that the past ten years can be described as expressing his thoughts openly and secretly, but a certain guy who always thinks of himself as his elder can't understand his confession at all. Is it too restrained?

"I'm not dating Xiaobai. Dating her is better than dating Dylan." You understand, you should understand, it's already so obvious. .

"Old, old, I won't participate in the activities of you young people."

A guy who is 30 years old and looks only 20 years old is pretending to be old, can he make complaints like this?Will it ruin your image after complaining?

"Where is Dylan old? If you are old, how will I, who is regarded as your brother on the road, live?"

The monk uniform that never changes, the gentleness that never changes, the pity that never changes, and the piety that never changes.

Di Lan gently stroked Long Mo's head, just like ten years ago, ten years ago, "It's been ten years, Xiao Long Mo has grown so big all of a sudden, I still remember that he was as thin and small as a cat. They've grown into adults in no time."

Slightly bending down, so that Dylan didn't need to work too hard, ten years made Long Mo get used to being touched on the head like a child. For him, this is his unique enjoyment.

"Dylan, let's sleep together today." Bending her waist and raising her head, her dark eyes are full of attachment wrapped in infatuation, pure as a child.

Funnyly, he rubbed the hair in his hand into a chicken coop, and pinched his cute and innocent face with the other hand. It was obviously a handsome face with distinct features, but he was always so innocent and childish to him. "Just now I said that Xiao Longmo has grown up, and now he has turned into a child again, you, you, you."

Puffed cheeks, round black eyes, and Long Mo's sharp-edged face form a unique contrast, "I just like Dilan, I just like to sleep with Dilan, doesn't Dilan like it? "

"luv't."

The confusion that flashed in Dylan's eyes happened to be seen by Long Mo, who was always watching him, and remembered it in his heart.

That night.

Few stars are dotted on the pitch-black canvas. There is no moonlight shining, only a little dim starlight.

In the empty and quiet confessional room of the Holy Glory Church, Dylan, who had taken off his friar's uniform, was wearing a pure white shirt, sitting alone in the seat where the congregation should have been sitting, while the empty space opposite him was his own on weekdays. s position.

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"My lord, I am guilty."

The silent confessional echoed Dylan's melancholy voice because of his incomprehension.

The door of the small confession room was lightly opened with a gap, and Long Mo shrank behind the door ghostly, like a thief, being cautious.

Long Mo's sneakiness is all because of Dylan's abnormal behavior today.

Di Lan's life schedule is very regular, and there are basically no major changes. Since getting to know Di Lan, Long Mo has not noticed that Di Lan has changed his schedule.

According to the routine, after dinner, Dylan should pray in the small prayer room specially opened in the backyard residential area, instead of praying in the confession room in front of the Holy Glory Church, where he still sits. The location of the confession of believers.

Because of such a strange phenomenon, Long Mo, who was supposed to be obediently lying on the bed at this time, quietly followed behind Dylan.

"I'm not curious, I'm just a little strange." Long Mo, who had turned into a stalker, thought in his heart.

In fact, to be honest, isn’t curiosity and strangeness the same thing?No matter what word you use, it can't change the essence of Long Mo's stalker.

Long Mo hid behind the door, with his ears pressed tightly against the door, one eye closed tightly, and the other eye nervously looking at Dylan's back through the crack of the door.

"My lord, I'm guilty." Di Lan, who had his back to Long Mo, clasped his hands and put them under his lips. His closed eyes concealed all emotions, and only his voice trembled slightly, slightly helpless.

"May you, my listener, do not laugh, nor pity the confession of a suffering man, through your words I see myself as I am, a helpless sinner, and most fundamentally , your believer has taboo emotions that shouldn't exist, he is so weak, at first glance, he is full of pity for him, he thought it was love for all living beings, but ten years, ten years he has grown up, This pity has been brewed into pity, and the taboo seeds bred through pity have taken root and sprouted unconsciously, and cannot be dug up or pulled out. Great creator and savior, I admit that I am a sinner, please use your kindness Have mercy on me and beseech you to wash away my sins and forgive me of all my sins."

Painful and confused voices spewed out from Dylan's mouth continuously. Long Mo outside the door grabbed his collar in disbelief, panting silently, and finally covered his mouth altogether, afraid that he would yell out if he didn't pay attention. .

It turned out that this was not his hopeless feelings alone?

So, did Dylan love him too?

This is not a sin, how is this a sin?If this is a sin, why does God need to wash it away? If God comes to hinder him in this life, this world, and the only salvation in eternity, then he will definitely erase God's mark.

Dylan kept repenting, and the words that came from his mouth were the words of Dylan who was clearly asleep but always moved.

If it was him, facing the remnants of past emotions in his heart, Long Mo who kept shaking his belief in this life, and the Lord who has been devoutly believing in him for 30 years, he would actually be hovering on the edge of a cliff, with Long Mo on one side and faith on the other. , If you don't pay attention, you will be smashed to pieces.

Standing up, Dylan felt a little depressed. If he could seal up his memories, then he would definitely seal up all these memories. He was willing to be emotionally driven by these people all the time. He obviously only wanted to be a deserted person.

The movement of Di Lan getting up woke up Long Mo who was immersed in his own thoughts. Long Mo suppressed his ecstasy, carefully restrained his body, and flew away against the wall.

Why is the sky so beautiful?Because the people I love love me too.

Why is the air so fresh?Because the people I love love me too.

Why does the idol look so peaceful?Because the people I love love me too.

Ah, what a joyful thing this is!

In such a short distance from the church to the dormitory in the backyard, Long Mo played back love poems one after another in his mind, he really shouldn't get too excited, he felt that he was very close to getting what he wanted.

He is obviously a mixed race, but he has elegant black hair like a splashed ink painting scroll, under the fine bangs, there are eyebrows of appropriate thickness, under the eyebrows are closed eyes, which seem to be narrow and cold, but they don't know how they are opened. Soft, so deep, the blue color is like the most beautiful ocean in the world, making people want to float in it forever, light-colored lips, neither thin nor thick, a slight smile makes people want to worship, holy, that is synonymous with him.

The unique slenderness of Orientals and the high poles unique to Westerners give Dylan a natural figure like a clothes rack. It looks thin and weak, but in fact it is the most robust.

If I really want to say how good-looking Dylan is, I can’t seem to say it. According to the full score, if the facial features are exhausted, I will score six or seven points, but it is Dylan’s holy temperament that saves all beings and loves the world. Raised to the ranks of the twelve male gods.

Long Mo's whole body was stiff, his expression was unbearable, but his eyes were a little crazy and drunk, lying on his side on the bed, with the body of the person he wanted to love in front of him and beside him, he suddenly felt that asking to sleep with him was really a deadly thing.

In the past ten years, Long Mo and Di Lan often slept together on the same bed. The little Long Mo liked to use the trick of pretending to be pitiful to win Di Lan's sympathy, so that he could enjoy the "warm and fragrant soft jade" and hug himself in his arms. The pleasure.

Although he has always been in love with Dilan before, but because he regards Dilan as too important, although Long Mo hates Dilan's god, he himself regards Dilan as his own god, so even if they sleep together, Long Mo will not be able to sleep together. Mo never dared to take a step beyond the thunder pool, let alone touch it, and even looked at it secretly, waiting for Dylan to fall asleep.

Now, I find that my god actually loves me, so I really don't want to get too excited, but the consequence of getting too excited is that I raise my gun and surrender.

Long Mo bent his body to prevent himself from touching Di Lan beside him, but he was not willing to lie down flat, and he couldn't see Di Lan clearly when he lay flat, so Long Mo lay down in an awkward position like this. He stared at the sleeping Dylan foolishly.

Under the faint starlight, the extremely transparent cheeks kept tempting Long Mo, swallowing, Long Mo gently reached out and touched Di Lan's cheeks, his movements were subtle, his eyes were still observing from time to time, and he found that his movements were completely indifferent. After waking up Dilan, Long Mo became more unbridled, sliding down from his cheeks to his shallow lips, and then to his throat. The throbbing arteries made Long Mo feel more at ease, as if he had merged with Di Lan.

I don't know the reason, but Di Lan actually likes to sleep naked, but since the end of the dragon, he has added a pair of trousers to sleep, and his upper body is still naked.

Not knowing whether Long Mo was sober or intoxicated, the hand resting on the artery reached Guolu's chest wantonly.

Di Lan, who is of Western descent and wears long monk uniforms all year round, has skin fairer than snow, and his indifferent and never impatient personality keeps his skin as cool as jade all year round.

Obsessively stroking Di Lan's cool and moist skin, Long Mo's left arm, which was originally under his body, slowly touched his own.

Long Mo has lived for several lifetimes, although he has not broken through the age of 20, but it is undeniable that Long Mo has never masturbated himself, aside from other things, it seems that he has so many beautiful harems in his first rebirth, and he doesn't seem to need it. Using the fifth girl by himself, and the continuous death and rebirth afterwards made the matter of self-masturbation completely out of mind.

Touching with one hand, moving back and forth quickly with the other, Long Mo bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from being too comfortable and making a sound to wake up Dylan, who would discover his ugly side.

After a long time, the blushing Long Mo rolled over and got out of bed with his trousers in his hands. He turned his head to pay attention to Di Lan from time to time, but found that Di Lan hadn't woken up at all, and hurried out the door before he even had time to put on his shoes.

Standing in the bathroom rubbing the white on his trousers, Long Mo's face was red and then white, the red was shy, and he climaxed when he touched Di Lan's chest. Lan, facing Dylan's climax, has a deep sense of guilt for desecrating Dylan.

In the end, Long Mo, who was wearing wet trousers, lay beside Di Lan, and fell asleep peacefully, but he didn't know that Di Lan should have been sleeping all the time. After he fell asleep, he opened the eyes of the blue sea.

If Long Mo's face was red and white just now, now Di Lan's face is blue and purple. Di Lan couldn't believe that Long Mo was touching him and facing him.Lu, in fact, he was awake all the time, but he just closed his eyes, wanting to see what Long Mo would do, who knew it was such a thing?

He felt nauseous, he had a fit of cleanliness that he hadn't shown for a long time, and he was uncomfortably picking at the place where Long Mo touched him. It's been so many worlds, especially the last world system. Need to really attack, let him think that he will never need to attack the target like that again.

For a moment, Chen Gongsheng's Di Lan really wanted to strangle Long Mo to death, but seeing Long Mo's peaceful sleeping face, Di Lan's eyes darkened again and again, and finally let go of the hand on Long Mo's neck. down.

[Host host, Shengsheng, Shengsheng, don't, if you kill the target of the raid, this world will be destroyed, and you who are attached to Dylan's body will also be scattered. ]

Actually, wouldn't it be better to die?

Or, really throw away all emotions?