The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

"Brother, I like you so much, how can you like others?"

Touching the wound on Qin Mo's chest with his fingertips, Lin Zizheng said gently.Even though Qin Mo's eyes were covered, he seemed to be able to imagine Lin Zizheng's expression at this moment.

"So, senior brother, you can only belong to me." Lin Zizheng's voice twisted for a moment, and the hand that had been floating on Qin Mo's chest suddenly tightened, leaving a blue-purple pinch mark.

Qin Mo and Lin Zizheng got very close, and at this moment he could clearly feel Lin Zizheng's body shaking, and there was a slight fluctuation in the surrounding air, as if he was doing something.Immediately, Qin Mo felt his eyes light up, and the long black belt that had been blocking his sight dissipated away.

Qin Mo blinked his sour eyes, and saw Lin Zizheng sitting on one knee between his legs, his eyes were red, and he held a silver spear in his right hand, the shiny spear tip exuded endless chill , straight to his chest.

Facing the threat of death, Qin Mo instinctively struggled. Unfortunately, he was bound so tightly by the chains that his limbs could only tremble slightly, which didn't work at all. Even the always mysterious Lei Huo retreated quietly. There is no sign of moving in the dantian.

For a while, the whole space could only hear the sound of chains shaking "crawl clatter", Lin Zizheng suddenly pulled a smile on his face, which looked extremely strange on his ferocious face, and said soothingly: "Elder brother, don't be afraid, It won't hurt."

Having said that, Yin Qiang stabbed directly at Qin Mo's chest with an incomparably ferocious momentum, but stopped strangely the moment he reached Qin Mo's chest.

Lin Zizheng held the spear, staring at Qin Mo with solemn eyes, the silver tip of the spear slowly carved on Qin Mo's right chest.

One stroke, two strokes, three strokes... Every time a stroke was made, Qin Mo's face turned white. When Lin Zizheng retracted the spear, Qin Mo's complexion was extremely pale.

Bright red blood slowly flowed from Qin Mo's chest, but Lin Zizheng showed a satisfied smile on his face. He picked up a smear of blood with his fingertips and said, "Look, senior brother, how beautiful it is."

After his words fell, a water mirror suddenly appeared above Qin Mo.In this water mirror, Qin Mo was bound naked on the stone bed, blood was overflowing on his originally smooth chest, and the word "zheng" was clearly engraved on it.

Qin Mo's pupils shrank, and he looked at Lin Zizheng with an indescribable meaning.

Licking the blood off his fingertips, Lin Zizheng wrinkled dissatisfiedly, then lowered his head, his soft tongue slowly swept across Qin Mo's blood-soaked chest, and finally touched the word "zheng". Wandering and lingering continuously.

Qin Mo was in extreme pain, but he clenched his teeth and didn't make any sound. Looking at Lin Zizheng's long black hair scattered on his skin, many dark waves emerged from the depths of his eyes, Lin Zizheng, what a Lin Zizheng.

As if sensing Qin Mo's state of mind at the moment, Lin Zizheng showed a satisfied smile on his face, with blood on the corner of his mouth, looking extremely cruel and bloody.

Lin Zizheng's palm landed on the top of the word, feeling the rising and falling chest below, and said with a smile: "Brother, this imprint is on your heart, you will never forget it."

His eyes swept across Qin Mo's thin waist and the slender legs underneath.Lin Zizheng put his hands on his blood-stained abdomen, and clearly felt that Qin Mo's body became stiffer in an instant.

Lin Zizheng's eyes darkened as he felt the tender yet powerful flesh under his hands.

With his fingers circling around his navel, Lin Zizheng took a deep breath. It was the first time he was so close to the senior brother. Thinking of this, he used his lips and tongue instead of his fingers, and kept swimming on the smooth abdomen.

"Bastard." Qin Mo couldn't help but swear a swear word because of the pain in his body, but another subtle feeling came from time to time.

His body was stiff, and his gaze fell on the lotus not far away absently, and he suddenly recalled the warmth of the two of them embracing that night.Qin Mo's voice was mixed with many indescribable emotions: "Lin Zizheng, I will never forgive you."

At this time, Lin Zizheng's hand was groping behind Qin Mo's back, and the tip of his tongue was sliding gently.Hearing Qin Mo's words, his movements suddenly stopped, and then he moved again, with his eyes lowered, making it difficult for people to see his thoughts clearly at the moment.In his mouth, he said with a sigh: "Brother, you should stop talking."

Stretching out his free left hand, his slender fingers quickly inserted into Qin Mo's lips. The fingers touched the gums and directly wrapped around Qin Mo's soft and moist tongue.The fingers kept stroking, and the movements became more and more intense.

Qin Mo's eyes were cold, and he bit down hard, but he couldn't close his mouth no matter what.

Lin Zizheng's head was still buried in Qin Mo's abdomen, and a deep voice slowly came from below: "It's useless, senior brother."

Lin Zizheng's eyes were full of Qin Mo, and he couldn't tolerate anything else.With the tip of his tongue down, he tentatively licked a place under Qin Mo that hadn't awakened yet.

Being treated like this by Lin Zizheng, Qin Mo's whole body was stiff, but his eyes were slightly red, his breathing was a little short, and his bound hands trembled.

Seeing Qin Mo like this, the corners of Lin Zizheng's mouth curled up slightly, and he opened his mouth directly as if he was encouraged, and put that part in his mouth.

His dexterous tongue was floating on the pillar, as if tasting a delicate dish, with extra care.From the top to the bottom part, no one is spared.At the same time, his index finger moved more quickly in Qin Mo's mouth, up and down.

Qin Mo's body was tense. Although he hated Lin Zizheng's behavior in his heart, wrapped in the warm and moist mouth, and being swept by the soft tongue, the place slowly swelled up, an indescribable feeling The feeling surged up quickly, even covering the pain in his chest.

Lin Zizheng frowned, took out the index finger that had been in Qin Mo's mouth, supported Qin Mo's waist with both hands, and slowly put it all into his mouth.

Lying on the stone bed, Qin Mo's consciousness was a little fuzzy, looking at Lin Zizheng lying on top of him, he was speechless for a moment.

Lin Zizheng suddenly bit down lightly, and then the muscles in his mouth trembled. After taking a sharp breath, Qin Mo let out a low hum. The feeling of reaching the peak made his waist weak. Pale pink.

Lin Zizheng choked on Qin Mo's sudden eruption, his mouth was covered with white slurry, but he didn't care at all, he stuck out his tongue and licked the white around his lips, Lin Zizheng's eyes fell on Qin Mo's face.

At this moment, Qin Mo's eyes were tightly closed, his cheeks were glowing red, his body was trembling constantly, his white skin and long black hair intersected, making him look extremely bewitching.Lin Zizheng was instantly bewitched. He had never seen a senior brother like this before.

An uncontrollable wave of heat surged downward, and the hot spot below felt a little painful. Lin Zizheng's breathing gradually became heavy, and he closed his eyes, unable to restrain his deep possessive desire for Qin Mo any longer.my big brother...

The fingertips picked up the liquid between Qin Mo's legs, and quickly probed into the soft flesh behind Qin Mo.Qin Mo's whole body was stiff, and the acupuncture point shrank suddenly.Sensing Qin Mo's resistance, Lin Zizheng wiped the white liquid on his soft flesh, and his hands softened slowly.

Qin Mo frowned, the previous passion had already cooled down, he was lying on his back on the stone bed, his teeth were biting his lower lip, his eyes were dim.

After a while, Lin Zizheng's fingers suddenly pierced from the middle, and the fingers drove straight in. The warm feeling inside made him breathe hard.

"Get out." Qin Mo only felt his whole body cool down after being put into his body. His voice was hoarse, and he said through gritted teeth, while his limbs trembled and struggled.

As if Lin Zizheng had never heard of it, his sleeves fluttered lightly, and a bottle full of liquid appeared in his hand. He poured all the liquid in the bottle into the middle of the soft flesh, and slowly explored it with his fingers.

With the lubrication of the liquid, Lin Zizheng's movements gradually accelerated a lot, from one finger to two fingers and then to three fingers, where it became soft.

Qin Mo felt that a large area of ​​fire was slowly igniting between his legs, and the uncomfortable feeling had gradually disappeared. He only felt that he urgently needed something now.

His eyes were wide open, and he gradually became a little confused. He clearly knew that there was something wrong with the liquid Lin Zizheng used earlier.But he couldn't help but let out a low hum.

Hearing Qin Mo's voice, whether it was pain or pleasure, Lin Zizheng aimed at the entrance while supporting the unbearable heat.

"Eldest brother..." Lin Zizheng murmured as he looked at Qin Mo, who was already in a trance below.

Qin Mo's body trembled, and his vague consciousness regained consciousness. Looking at the state of the two of them at this moment, his eyes were covered with a layer of ice.With sharp eyes, while resisting the hot feeling in his body, he propped up his upper body.

The chain was very tight, and Qin Mo tried his best to lift his head to Lin Zizheng's shoulder.There was endless cold light in his eyes, and he bit Lin Zizheng's shoulder.

This time Qin Mo's movements were not stopped, his teeth were deeply embedded in the flesh and blood of Lin Zizheng's shoulder.

Lin Zizheng's expression remained unchanged, even with a slight smile on his face. With a movement of his body, the hard object directly pierced in.

"Eldest brother, I love you." Lin Zizheng said so, but a tear came out of the corner of his eye, senior brother, you don't know how much I love you.

Severe pain came from below, Qin Mo did not let go, but bit even harder.Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, intertwined with his own blood.

After a long time, Qin Mo let go of his mouth, but at this moment, Lin Zizheng's shoulder was missing a piece, and it was blood-stained, which was extremely terrifying.

After spitting out the meat in his mouth, Qin Mo suddenly smiled, but the smile was extremely cold. He lost his strength and fell on the stone bed, laughing softly, "Lin Zizheng, I hate you."

The two were very close, their breaths touched, and they could see the deepest part of each other's eyes.

Lin Zizheng suddenly turned his head, and stopped looking at Qin Mo, exuding a strong hostility all over his body, his body moved quickly, and bumped hard, once, twice, three times... without stopping at all, as if You can forget Qin Mo's previous look.

Qin Mo's eyes gradually became blurred, and he loosened his hands weakly.The only sound left in the entire space was the rapid panting of the two of them.