Lord from hell!

Xing Yaozu drove home and saw that the living room of the villa next door was still lit, he raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was eleven o'clock in the evening.Usually the lights in the living room have been turned off at this time, because Fat Mom and Du Jiu are early to bed and early to rise people, even if his brother is not asleep, he will still play games in the room.

Xing Yaozu parked the car, he didn't enter his own house, but went to knock on the door of the next door.

It was Fat Mom who opened the door for him and told him where Xing Jiabao was going.Xing Yaozu pondered for a while, probably because yesterday's incident in Shangri-La had become a big deal, alarming their parents and elders, so he summoned the little bastard back to the third session for interrogation.

"Fat mom, don't wait any longer, that little bastard may not come back tonight." Xing Yaozu said.

The fat mother was already very sleepy, so she held back her drowsiness and said, "Master, some of the old duck soup I cooked today is specially reserved for you, I'll go and heat it up for you now."

Xing Yaozu let her do the work, and after 10 minutes, the fat mother brought out a bowl of hot soup from the kitchen.

"Go to sleep, I'll turn off the lights and lock the door after I drink the soup."

Fat Mom moved out of the main house for many years, so she forgot about those rigid and rigorous rules, nodded, said good night, and went upstairs.Xing Yaozu sat at the dining table and didn't touch the soup bowl in front of him. He just drank some wine at the party and was looking at the stairs leading to the upper floor in a trance.

Is that person asleep?What are you doing if you are not asleep?

Xing Yaozu let his steps go, and walked to the closed bedroom door.

In front of him is not just a door, but more like the lid of Pandora's box. Outside the door, he is the upright Xing Yaozu, but if the door is opened, he is just a man with dirty desires.

There is also a transparent door between him and that person. He is obviously close by and can be seen from time to time, but he can't touch it anyway.Maybe it was alcohol, Xing Yaozu supported the door with one hand, covered his eyes with the other, indulged in the quiet night, and relaxed all forbearance and restraint.

Desire is the rain that falls in the bottom of my heart, and finally becomes the sea. The waves are rolling, and the word Du Jiu is written on each piece.

Du Jiu was lying naked on the bed, blushing and short of breath. He rubbed the sheets with his body, and occasionally let out a low moan or two from his throat.The skin has fully absorbed the aphrodisiac ingredients in the essential oil, and it starts to turn red and hot. The heat is accompanied by unbearable itching, like countless densely packed ants crawling on the body.

"Hmm... aha... ha..." Du Jiu's avatar was as hard as red-hot iron, and mucus trickled out from the mouth of the bell, soaking a large piece of white bed sheet.No matter how much he longed to comfort himself with his hands, he had no strength, and he could only see a hazy white light when he opened his eyes, like a dream, but the heat flow in his body was so clear.

Du Jiutong secreted a thin layer of sweat, it was so uncomfortable, the numb and itchy feeling almost drove him crazy...

Xing Yaozu opened the door and walked in, stunned by the sight in front of him.

"Hmm..." The deep and hoarse male voice revealed an indescribable obscenity, which sounded both familiar and unfamiliar.

The owner of the voice was lying on the big white bed, naked, with a smooth back, round buttocks, and long tight legs, all presented in front of Xing Yaozu carelessly.The dim orange light, the deep purple floral curtains, the fragrance wafting in the air, and... the sweat densely covering the man's body all created a sensual atmosphere.

At this time, Xing Yaozu knew that he should turn around and leave, but his legs and feet ignored the warning in his heart and walked to the bedside.

"Are... are you okay?" Xing Yaozu looked at his sweat-drenched face and asked.

Du Jiu seemed to hear his voice, but also seemed not to hear it. He gripped the bed sheet with his fingers, and moved his body a few times with great effort, with an expression of yearning and bewilderment showing on his face unabashedly.Xing Yaozu hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to cover his forehead: "Are you sick?"

Du Jiu's body temperature was on the high side, and he only felt a pleasant coolness. His body was itching unbearably, but his body longed for more touch. He obeyed the desire in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's so hot, touch me..."

Xing Yaozu's breath stopped, he saw the spray on the bed, then looked at Du Jiu's appearance, and finally understood what was going on.Xing Yaozu gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. The person he was thinking about day and night was lying naked in front of his eyes, longing for his comfort. There is nothing more seductive than this in the world.

Xing Yaozu took off his coat, sat on the edge of the bed, stared at Du Jiu with his deep red phoenix eyes, put his hand on his ear, slid it to his Adam's apple, and finally touched his slippery back. His heart is numb.

Du Jiu's brows stretched out, as if enjoying the feeling of being caressed, he called vaguely: "Xiaobao."

Xing Yaozu's phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed, he straightened Du Jiu's body, pinched his jaw, and met those shimmering eyes.Ten seconds later, Xing Yaozu sneered, he didn't know whether to be frustrated or thankful, because Du Jiu couldn't see him, and couldn't recognize him.

Xing Yaozu pinched his face, stroked the bitten lip with his thumb, bent down, and bit the intact upper lip.He bit hard until the oozing blood stained their lips bright red. Du Jiu hissed and stretched out his tongue to lick the stinging wound.

"You asked for this." Xing Yaozu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a cold and fierce light.He pinched Du Jiu's chin again, pushed his tongue straight in, swept it in Du Jiu's mouth, sucked his bleeding lips again, and swallowed the thick liquid with a rusty taste.

Even if this person is not his, can drinking his blood relieve the hunger and thirst in my heart that is going crazy?

Du Jiu could only feel the pain and numbness of his lips, but what made him even more uncomfortable was the itching desire. He climbed onto Xing Yaozu's shoulder with his weak hands, gasped heavily, clamped his thighs with his legs, and twisted impatiently. Move your body.Xing Yaozu's proud self-control instantly collapsed, he bit the man's Adam's apple, his slender fingers wandered around his body, penetrated into the jungle, and finally grabbed the thick penis.

"Ah..." Du Jiu bowed his waist as if being electrocuted.

Xing Yaozu was very satisfied with his reaction, and while slowly fiddled with him, he licked his ear porch: "Do you want to be more comfortable? Hmm?"

"Yes, want to..."

"What do you want?" Xing Yaozu opened his palm and held it together with the two plump round eggs.

Du Jiu was panting anxiously. He wanted to be stroked, even roughly rubbed, licked, sucked... He wanted so many things that he couldn't speak for a while.But Nie Gen was teased tepidly, which made his lust even more intense, but he couldn't vent it for a long time, and the corners of his eyes were red with anxiety.

Xing Yaozu exerted force, squeezed the hard object in his hand and asked: "Say, what do you want?"

"I want you..." Du Jiu's lips and tongue were blocked, and the unfinished words were blocked in his mouth.

While kissing him, Xing Yaozu sped up the movements of his hands. Not long after, Du Jiu's body tensed and trembled, and he ejaculated cloudy white body fluids. Then he curled up his toes and lay limply on the bed panting.

Du Jiu was very satisfied with venting freely, and even his brows and eyes were softer than usual: "Xiaobao..."

Xing Yaozu's expression was as cold as usual, and his eyes were even colder.

He wiped the mucus on Du Jiu's chest, stood up, took off the dagger he was carrying, unbuttoned his shirt, and took off his clothes one by one.Then turned Du Jiu over, let him lie on the bed, picked up the black spray, lubricated it and spread it with his fingers, even ignoring his weak protests and struggles.

Due to long-term and intensive training, Du Jiu's back acupuncture point was too tight. Xing Yaozu could only penetrate two fingers, but the third finger could not be squeezed in. He simply withdrew his hand and supported himself proudly. The stiff flesh was pressed against the chrysanthemum wetted by essential oil.

"I'm not Xing Jiabao, but you said you wanted me."

After finishing speaking, he clasped Du Jiu's waist tightly, regardless of his pain, and pushed the evil roots in inch by inch.

Du Jiu grabbed the bed sheet and raised his head. The pain of being pierced made his eyes focus, but soon became distracted, and finally hung his head weakly to breathe.A drop of hot sweat slipped down between Xing Yaozu's brows, he bit his gums sorely, he was able to restrain the urge to thrust hard, until he felt that his vagina was loosened, then he slowly twitched stand up.

At the beginning, it was only shallow in and out, and then it got deeper and deeper, and the force became stronger and stronger, hitting Huanglong directly, and the whole root fell into the tight narrow passage.Du Jiu tried to break free several times, but his waist was buckled to death. The more and more violent impact made him groan in pieces.

The intersection of the two was sticky, and the body that was already hot was ignited, and the heat surged up from the heels, crawled across the spinal cord, and gathered at the root of the brain.

Gradually, Du Jiu no longer resisted his intrusion, and even followed his desire, raising his hips to cater to the evil roots twitching in and out behind him.Xing Yaozu brushed away his sweaty hair, bit Du Jiu's red neck, shoulders, and back muscles... squeezed Du Jiu's clenched left hand, and his fingers were tightly intertwined.

"Ah!" The moment the most sensitive part of his body was pushed, Du Jiu bit the pillow, shaking violently all over his body.

I don't know how long this dreamlike and illusory sex lasted. Du Jiu's consciousness has been scattered all the time. In a trance, he seems to hear someone asking in his ear: "Kill you and make you my favorite!" Goods, okay?"

However, before he had time to remember these words, the last trace of consciousness was swept away by the darkness.

Xing Yaozu got out of bed when the sky was gray, he picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, and put them back on his body one by one.Except for the slightly messy hair, his expression was indifferent and his movements were orderly. He was not at all like the man who begged Du Jiu four times crazily last night.

He dressed neatly, picked up the black short knife, and looked deeply at the sleeping Du Jiu.

Many people know that Xing Yaozu has abilities, but no one knows that his greatest ability is to restrain himself.Otherwise, how can he do everything the best under the burden of the expectations of many relatives? Among his peers in the whole family and even other families, he must be the best, and he can only be the best.

Childhood, adolescence, rebellious period, for a person who only sleeps six hours a day, and the rest of the time is full of courses, these words are not related to him.One can imagine how strong willpower is for a person who refuses to let go of himself.

But there are times when Xing Yaozu can't restrain himself, for example, last night, or now.

The sharp point of the knife was aimed at Du Jiu's throat, and then moved along the collarbone to his chest. The blade was only millimeters away from the skin, and a little force could draw a scar.Xing Yaozu held the handle of the knife, thinking about where to start, so that this body can be preserved in the most perfect form. Perhaps suffocation or injection of drugs would be a better choice.

Because he wanted to get him so much, he did not hesitate to do anything, even if what he got in the end was just a shell.

Xing Yaozu smiled coldly, put the knife back into its sheath, pressed his thin lips to Du Jiu's forehead, and murmured softly as if showing love to his lover: "If I can't get you, please don't blame me for killing you."