Shura love

Love is definitely the most powerful thing in this world that can destroy a person's will from the inside out. The former General Shura was tough in the army, but he was black-bellied and casual in life. It can be said that people all over the earth respect and love him, but since he met Yan Moshang a year ago, he has changed. From the beginning, he used his own way to pamper him inexplicably, and now he doesn't ask why. His pampering and indulgence, even the military decision-making has changed because of one video of him.

Externally, Di Mojun is still an irreplaceable General Shura, but in front of Yan Moshang, he is just an ordinary man in love.

On the other hand, in the past, the second youngest of the Long family, with the help of Di Mojun, relying on his strong soul from the ancient continent, Yan Moshang counterattacked step by step, and now no one would laugh at him anymore. Young and frivolous, no one even said that he is the second young master of the Long family, he is him, Yan Moshang, a rising super comet of the Di family army on the earth, if you have to say it, people like to talk about him most. The love between Di Mojun transcends gender and lasts until death.

In this age where homosexuality is rampant, fast-food love is everywhere, and people have long forgotten what morality is, their love is undoubtedly a spring of fresh water, which cleanses people's souls and makes people unable to help but yearn for a lifetime of a couple. Miracle love.

After nearly a year of separation in disguise, they had to take over Long Lanxing's mess as soon as they left customs. Di Mojun and Yan Moshang didn't even have time to sit down and have a good talk, and now they found it with great difficulty. The missing partner ended the war ahead of time and got rid of Long Lanxing. The two finally had a chance to be alone.

When he came to Yan Moshang’s temporary residence, the Crown Prince’s East Palace that had been closed for nearly 30 years, Di Mojun picked up Yan Moshang and walked to the master bedroom without saying a word. The tent on his lower body was about to burst through his pants. The desire that has not been vented for a year is eager to be liberated, clamoring frantically to enter Yan Moshang's body and be united with him forever.

The passion this time can be described as thunderous. The two who haven't made love for a long time are like two beasts crazily asking for each other's warmth. Waves of orgasms continue one after another. Yan Moshang faints and wakes up again. Halo, no matter how many times he wakes up, Di Mojun is working hard on him like a beast. With his extraordinary physical strength and not venting for too long, the flame of passion has been burning until midnight and the early hours of the night before it is temporarily over.

Yan Moshang was so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers, and his waist was so sore that it seemed to be broken. He let the refreshed Di Mojun carry him to the bathroom to help him wash, and even ate his tofu restlessly. Sitting in the huge jacuzzi, Yan Moshang leaned against Di Mojun's firm and warm chest, his slightly squinted eyes were lazy and decadent, his red, swollen and wet lips were densely packed with bruises on his body. It just looks like someone has just been loved fiercely, so sexy that any man or woman who sees this picture can't help but shed tears.

"Don't come, I really can't do it..."

Feeling that his right hand had slipped onto his buttocks again, Yan Moshang opened his eyes weakly, resisting the soreness of his body as if it had been dismantled and reassembled, turned and sat astride his thighs, leaning lazily on his upper body. Looking at him, her head resting heavily on his shoulders.

"Damn. Baby. I'm hurting again!"

Hearing his hoarse moan full of lust, Di Mojun gave a rough low curse, and he attached to his ear and nibbled his soft earlobe, his tongue penetrated into the cochlea from time to time, and his restless hands were also on the surface of the water Ruxia caressed his naked body, rationally told him that he really did too much tonight, but the body just couldn't control the strong desire for him.

"Ok?"

Reluctant to let him suppress himself, Yan Moshang forced his body to lower his eyes to look at the source of the pain: "Where does it hurt?"

There is a play!

Clearly aware of this, Di Mojun didn't care whether he could bear his violent desire, and instantly made an extremely aggrieved expression, nodded pitifully and said: "Well, it hurts, it hurts so much. It's about to explode."

"Oh? What kind of pain method?"

Seeing this, Yan Moshang couldn't help being funny, and couldn't help but play with him, not to mention how sexy the raised right eyebrow was.

"Bloating pain!"

Di Mojun's handsome and charming face was covered with Chiguoguo's wretchedness, and even his tone was a bit like a strange uncle who kidnapped children. Yan Moshang suppressed his smile, stretched out his hand to touch it, and asked pretending to be serious: "It's nothing abnormal. It's just high intensity. I guess it's a high fever. I think it's better to let the doctor come and see it for you.

As soon as the words fell, Yan Moshang opened his mouth heartlessly, and just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Di Mojun pressed it back again, ambiguously attached to his ear and blew a breath of hot air, and climbed up to him restlessly with the other hand Buttocks: "Doctors can't cure it. Your little husband gets sick when he sees you. Only you can cure it."

"Ha ha……"

Hearing this, Yan Moshang couldn't pretend anymore, couldn't help laughing and fell on him, damn it, he just found out today that his man also has such a rogue and wretched side, if his subordinates see this It's here, maybe I'm scared out of my wits.

"Okay, your big and small husbands are in such pain, and you still dare to laugh heartlessly. See if I won't do anything with you today."

"what……"

"Ha ha……"

After a while, the bathroom was filled with lust again. Yan Moshang's mischievousness brought disaster to himself and provided Di Mojun with a powerful excuse. Passion once again ignited in the bathroom.

By the time they came out of the bathroom, it was almost two hours later. This time Yan Moshang was carried out too thoroughly by a wretched general, and he was basically carried out by Di Mojun in a half-conscious state. Holding him against the head of the bed, Di Mojun, who seldom smokes, lit a cigarette. Watching the smoke rising, Di Mojun emptied himself a little bit. For some reason, he hadn’t slept for several days. At that time, he had no desire to sleep at all, and there was a mess of things in his mind, but when he wanted to calm down and sort it out, he had no clue at all.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

After resting for a while, Yan Moshang, who recovered a lot of physical strength, propped up his body, took out the cigarette he was holding in his mouth and extinguished it, laying on his chest and asked with concern, they have not been together for a day or two, Di Mojun He likes to drink, but he is never greedy. He can smoke, but he seldom smokes. Only when he is bored, he will take one or two sticks to relieve the pressure. His mind reading skills may not be useful to him, and it can be seen from his smoking behavior that he is I have something on my mind.

"Wake you up?"

Stretching out his hand to pull the quilt to cover his body, Di Mojun raised his hand to hug him lightly. According to their current cultivation base, it is no problem not to sleep or eat. No matter how tired they are, the spiritual power in the body will repair itself after a while , and soon became active again, so he didn't worry that Yan Moshang would be tired, and he didn't force him to sleep on.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Hehe, I know I can't hide it from you. To be honest, I don't know what I'm thinking. I just feel annoyed for no reason."

Curving the corners of his lips, Di Mojun pinched the tip of his nose lovingly, with a helpless expression on his face, he never concealed it from Yan Moshang.

"It's rare, our General Shura will also be confused sometimes."

Hearing this, Yan Moshang propped himself up to meet his gaze, and touched his handsome face with a little tiredness in his heart. This time has worked hard for him. If he hadn't held the attitude of looking forward to a good show and supported this show war.Perhaps so many people would not be sacrificed today.You won't get into this situation, will you?

"You, Di Mojun is also a human being. He is not a god. It is impossible for him to have no troubles. It's just that my troubles are relatively less than others. Even if I have them, I won't let anyone else know about them."

Shaking his head helplessly, Di Mojun hugged him with one hand, and looked at the ceiling above his head with the other hand. In fact, he probably knew what he was worrying about. When he brought the army here, he saw that the one who ignored him almost The father of 30 years hesitated to speak, and when his eyes were full of remorse and apology, he knew it.

I was resented by my biological father for no reason, and neglected for 29 years. It would be a lie to say that I don’t complain. He is also a human being, and he also has the troubles and entanglements of ordinary people. It's just that now he has passed the age of needing a father, and the misunderstanding between the two fathers has been resolved because of his baby, but now his father looks eager to make up for him, which makes him a little unbearable , It also indirectly aroused the resentment accumulated in my heart for 30 years.

"Seeing you like this makes me feel relieved. The outside world has deified General Shura. Don't look at me as if I am very confident. Sometimes I always feel that the relationship between us is not real. It is like walking on clouds. Happiness will be shattered at any time. Looking at you now Worrying like normal people gives me the real sense that we're married and have kids and will be happy forever."

Leaning in his arms, Yan Moshang played with his long hair. It was the first time he said the words buried in the deepest part of his heart in front of Di Mojun. It wasn't that he didn't have confidence in himself. He couldn't believe that he was so lucky to be able to get all the love of General Shura, who is famous all over the universe.

"Hehe...fool, am I not the same? Don't underestimate yourself, in my mind, you are the best." It was rare to hear him analyze his heart, and Di Mojun suddenly had a kind of worry that all disappeared. Illusion, the hand that holds him can't help being tight, and if you love someone, you will become worried about gains and losses. Why is he not like that, especially watching him grow up day by day, shining brighter and stronger, he will I will be afraid that one day I will lose him. This is love, which is bitter and sweet, but it is also sweet.

"Is it."

With a grunt, Yan Moshang hugged his waist, closed his eyes and buried him deeper into his arms, so they are the same!