Proudly follow your heart

"Can't wait so long? I remember your leg injury hasn't healed yet?" Nangong Cangao didn't know whether it was a rejection or an invitation, and pushed back Jun Zhanran's body, and the two got closer.

"What does it matter..." Answering his question, a high fever was generated between the tightly pressed bodies, and a pair of hands that couldn't be more dexterous reached into Nangong Cangao's underwear, "It doesn't matter if my back hurts, I promise I will do it at last."

The low whisper, the assurance that couldn't be more serious, seemed to be joking, but there was no smile in the dark eyes staring at Nangong Cangao, which seemed to be a kind of announcement.

He wants to tell him in this way, let him remember who he belongs to.

"It seems that you are serious." Nangong Cangao read his mind from his eyes, looked at him for a moment, then suddenly tightened his arms, and kissed him on the lips, "Then come."

Laughing, he relaxed his body, and spread his limbs without any defense, like a bird of prey spreading its wings, or like a wild and unruly leopard, stretching his body gracefully, every trace of exposed muscle texture is like a sunshade knife The sharpness on it is so dazzling.

Jun Zhanran is undoubtedly a very self-controlling person, but there was still a bang in his head, and his blood surged instantly. Nangong Cangao seemed to think that Cai's performance was not enough, and raised his eyebrows at him again, "Zhanran looks at you. Are you satisfied with it?"

"You still tempted me?" He replied in a hoarse voice, he simply didn't know what else this man could do to make him even more lustful, Nangong Cang Ao was always so unpredictable.

"So what if it seduces you? Don't you know that your panting appearance is also seductive?" Nangong Cangao raised his lips ambiguously, and stroked Jun Zhanran's buttocks, "First Say yes, if you give up halfway, I will take over."

"I haven't seen you moaning patiently yet, how could you give up halfway." He pulled Nangong Cangao's hand, pulled his clothes up to his waist, and kissed closely along the perfect muscle lines of his chest, keep going down.

It may be a little surprising, but to Nangong Cangao, he doesn't care about being below occasionally, if it is another man, maybe he is not even interested in touching it, but it is not someone else in front of him.

When reason is shattered by desire, and the dark eyes are lit by the flame of lust, Jun Zhanran in front of him is like a sea of ​​clouds covering the sky, making people look forward to how many postures he will change in the next moment.

From the time he knew him, he was a piece of charcoal, cold on the outside, but it only needed a spark to burn amazingly, and it didn't take long to see a sea of ​​​​fire. His people will definitely be destroyed in the fire and burned to nothing.

"You're not paying attention." Jun Zhanran's voice next to Nangong Cang Ao's ear was a little more cold, "If you are reluctant, you can tell me the truth."

Anyone who finds that the person in the bed is thinking about other things at this time will be displeased, and Jun Zhanran is no exception. Nangong Cangao is also a man, so how can he not understand this kind of mood, "There is no reluctance, I am now I'm burning with desire, if Zhanran doesn't come, I'll take over, I won't let the delicious meal in front of me escape my palm..."

"You've said enough, you can shut up." Shutting up Nangong Cangao's mouth in the simplest way, Jun Zhanran thought that the people under him would let him do whatever he wanted, and felt a rush of blood rushing up to him. They all feel a little incredible.

He was no longer a vigorous young man, and he was a little uncontrollably excited at this moment. He was not a boy who had never touched a woman. He had tasted the softness of a woman long ago, but he still looked at the pure body in front of him. The body of a man who couldn't be more rigid, aroused an uncontrollable desire.

Tightly overlapping lips, deep intertwined breaths, are all fire-like heat, this heat spreads from between the lips and tongue to the body, and then continues downward, concentrating on a certain place.

During the day, the sun shines from the slightly closed window, casting a warm light on the bed. Today's weather is very good, with only a few wisps of cool breeze blowing slowly, making people know that it is winter.

The quilt on the bed slid out of the bed between the two entangled, and was dragged half up again, covering Nangong Cang Ao's naked body in the half-light, his lips never left, as if his throat was extremely thirsty, and he had to Only by absorbing water from the opponent's mouth can we survive.

After the kiss, Jun Zhanran put down the curtain on the bed, both of them gasped for breath, but his body was quickly pulled down again, and the kiss in return was menacing, with the intention of turning against the guest, how could he let this matter Happened, holding Nangong Cangao's waist, the man under him smiled, and turned his back naturally.

Stunned by this smile, Jun Zhanran's hand paused, and it slid down from his back as if pity, his voice became low and hoarse, "I will try to be as gentle as possible, but if you can't control it, you will treat me explain."

"Anyway, there will be such a day sooner or later. Since you can bear it, how can I not bear it." Nangong Cang Ao was also tormented by desire, and it was even more uncomfortable to be so restless, and his tone became hurried, urging repeatedly.

Jun Zhanran couldn't hold back for a long time. Although the moment is not the best time, he really can't wait any longer.

Hugging Nangong Cangao tightly, the two bodies kept grinding, the hot kisses from the shoulders to the back, and the dexterous fingers played the best role. At this time, Jun Zhanran had completely lost his composure, even though he often He also lost his temper, but he never really lost control once. This time, he really experienced what it means to lose control.

He couldn't control himself not to kiss the sweat on Nangong Cang Ao's back, not to touch his tight skin, moreover he couldn't control himself not to make his heart beat faster because of his screaming and moaning, and let the desire surge to overwhelm him, he just Can move with the heart, there is no power to resist.

The moment he really got Nangong Cang Ao, he realized that he had always cared about this.

He hadn't really had him until now.

"Cang Ao...you are mine..." The trembling voice of excitement, the hot and humid breath blowing in Nangong Cang Ao's ears, the frantic rhythm made the bed shake, Jun Zhanran's face was under the influence of desire The bottom was taut and twisted, and the long black hair was damp, hanging down around Nangong Cangao's neck.

The black hair was winding and tangled with Nangong Cang Ao's loose hair, he held his hand, breathed heavily, and moaned undisguisedly in a low and hoarse voice, "What is there between you and me... What's yours and mine..."

"Originally you belong to me, and I belong to you... There is no need to distinguish..." Nangong Cang Ao spoke intermittently, and the voice of the answer was also unstable.

Only then did he know that the feeling of being invaded was like this, as if a part of his body had been excavated and merged with the other party.

Did Zhanran feel this way at the beginning?

It turned out that, in fact, a long time ago, he was already a part of him.

A person like Jun Zhanran would naturally not give himself over easily, no matter whether the reason was a calculation or a miscalculation, as early as the day he got him, he already belonged to him.

The feeling of being invaded is far more profound than Nangong Cangao expected, it doesn't just affect the body, but also absorbs the soul together, which is many times deeper than having sex with a woman.

In fact, it's not because they are both men, but because he is Jun Zhanran.

Jun Zhanran's body and soul have long been plundered by him, and now it's his turn.

Panting and moaning rose and fell in the bed tent, and even the winter chill couldn't dispel the heat inside the tent. No one remembered things outside of them, no matter whether it was Mu Zhaoran or Feng Jixiu, what pursuit Soldiers, men and horses, all were left behind.

Even his subordinates were guarding outside the door, watching Feng Jixiu's retreat, and didn't take note of it. Unknowingly, when the clouds collected and the rain rested, the sky had already darkened slightly.

Jun Zhanran admits that he is indeed indulgent and out of control, but whenever Nangong Cangao was not so indulgent and out of control, he was not so greedy, he just gave it all back.

"Are you tired? I'll get you something to eat." Leaning against the head of the bed, he kissed Nangong Cang Ao's bare back, his slightly damp skin exuded a pale golden luster from the sun.

"I remember this sentence seems to be what I have been saying all the time. You learn it quickly. The naked man is lying lazily on the bed, his muscular figure is faintly visible under the quilt, Jun Zhanran took another look.

"It's called close to Zhu Zhechi. It's caring." He explained in his mouth, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile. These words are indeed what Nangong Cang Ao is used to saying, and now they can be regarded as returning them as they are.

He got up and put on his clothes. He didn't know if anyone had approached here. He wanted to call Xiao Hu and ask him to prepare hot water, but someone grabbed his hand and fell back on the bed.

"You can rest assured this time?" Nangong Cang Ao half raised his body, propped his arms, revealing his bare and half-wet chest, on which there were many kiss marks left by Jun Zhanran. He pointed to those red marks, Smiling ambiguously, "When that woman comes, you can point to this and tell her that we have a very close relationship."

Jun Zhan raised his eyebrows, "You think I did this just to show her our relationship?"

Without waiting for Nangong Cangao to answer, he shook his head, "She must have known in Xia Kingdom a long time ago that I did this because I wanted to do it."

He lowered his head, "I just want you to be completely mine."

The voice was calm, but the eyes were burning. Nangong Cangao loved Jun Zhanran more and more, and couldn't help but picked him up violently and dragged him back to the bed, "I think too, what do you think should be done? "

"Let's talk after eating, Xiao Hu should order someone to come to us..."

"It's okay, it's okay, let's talk about it when he comes, isn't he still here?

"Cang Ao!"

"Don't waste these days before the other eyes-obscuring people come. Recently, we are busy dealing with Huangde people, and we seldom make out... Do you think this is enough?"

"The people haven't arrived yet, but it's time to go. If Mu Zhaoxia is smart enough, she won't dare not come."

"Don't mention her now..."

"You are—"

"Shh - don't talk."