The god is an exorcist

In the evening, it started to rain suddenly, and the patter continued until late at night without any sign of stopping.

This kind of weather is not suitable for human activities, but it is a paradise for monsters. Xiaosao took Doudou out to play under the banner of being a landlord, so Yuan Ziyu was the only one in the office tonight.

In fact, Yuan Ziyu also likes rainy days, especially when sleeping. The ticking sound of raindrops hitting different objects is like a gentle lullaby. Zhongsisi penetrated into the room, and it also made him feel extremely relaxed, a rare peace.

After taking a shower, he glanced at the clock on the wall and was about to go to bed, when there was a knock on the door.

Knock three times politely, pause for two seconds, and knock again. Although it is light, it is particularly abrupt in the silent night.

He hesitated for a moment, then went to open the door when the knock sounded for the fourth time.

Through the anti-theft chain door, he saw a familiar figure standing under the dim voice-activated light.

Yan Heng didn't know how long he had been in the rain outside, his whole body was soaked, the thin black shirt was clinging to his body, vaguely outlining his robust figure, the rainwater gathered on his sharp chin along the contours of his face , and finally fell and merged with a puddle of water stains under him.

"Yan Heng, what are you..." Yuan Ziyu said as he took off the anti-theft chain, the light in the room shone on him, allowing Yuan Ziyu to see him more clearly, probably because of the rain, his face was a little pale, His lips were black, and he looked like a water ghost that had just crawled out of the bottom of the lake.

"Sir, I had a quarrel with my family, and I didn't bring my phone or wallet with me. Dou Wei, who values ​​sex and despises friends, has gone somewhere and can't get in touch...Can you let me stay here for one night?" Yan Heng raised his head. Qi Yuanyuan looked at him with wet eyes, like a big abandoned dog, pitiful.

"But..." I wanted to refuse instinctively, but I was caught by Yan Heng's big sneeze. Seeing him shivering with his arms around his shoulders, he thought that at least he helped himself last time, and now he It seemed that it was not very kind for people to reject the door, so they turned sideways to make a gap: "Anyway, come in first."

"Thank you." Yan Heng sniffed, "I can sleep on the sofa or on the floor."

"There's still an empty room here." Yuan Ziyu said, "You'd better take a shower first, or you'll get sick if you keep going like this."

Taking him into the bathroom, when Yuan Ziyu brought him a bath towel, he had already taken off his wet top, revealing his muscular upper body.

When he bumped into him before, Yuan Ziyu felt that he was quite strong, but after seeing him so intuitively, he had to admit that Yan Heng had a good figure. He was tall, had long legs and a thin waist, and had eight-pack abs. He wore it properly. The clothes look thin and the clothes are fleshy, which makes Yuan Ziyu, who has been lacking in exercise and looks thin, feel a little envious from the bottom of his heart-but it is only envious in his heart, and he will not show this emotion on his face.

Seeing him carelessly about to take off his pants in front of her, Yuan Ziyu hurriedly handed him the bath towel, and went back to the bedroom to find the pajamas that she bought a while ago but were one size too big. She didn't wear them, but Yan Heng wore them. Should be about the same.

The sound of running water in the bathroom drowned out the sound of the rain, and a vague naked silhouette could be seen through the frosted glass of the shower.

Yuan Ziyu knocked on the glass door, "I put the pajamas on the shelf at the door, I haven't worn them, they are new."

Yan Heng vaguely responded.

It was past twelve o'clock in the morning after Yan Heng had settled down completely, and Yuan Ziyu, who rarely slept so late, had already yawned profusely, and fell into the abyss of sleep not long after lying on the bed.

"Dingling" a bell sounded, it was not a clear sound, but it seemed to be wrapped in something, a little dull - it was the ringing of the vagina bell hanging above the bed, the small black bell had no tongue, but felt When it comes to evil spirits, it will make a sound to warn.

Yuan Ziyu's consciousness was suddenly pulled out of sleep and returned to his body.

There is an elegant fragrance in the air, mixed with a faint bitterness, that is... the aroma of peach blossoms?

But now it is the end of summer, how can there be peach blossoms?

He opened his eyes vigilantly, breathing suddenly.

The rain stopped at some point, and the surroundings were completely silent, but there was a figure standing upright beside his bed.

Today's night is extraordinarily deep, and the figure in the dark night where you can't reach your fingers is like a mass of thick ink that blends into the night, a shade darker than the darkness itself, motionless, but Yuan Ziyu can feel his pair of hands hidden in the darkness. His eyes were staring at him, and he could even feel that malicious gaze, like a long tongue dripping with saliva, moving up and down his body.

"jingle"

The Yin Yin bell rang again, and the black image was Yuan Ziyu who suddenly jumped on the bed as if receiving an order.

Before he had time to recite the mantra and seal, Yuan Ziyu quickly turned sideways to avoid the attack, and at the same time quickly picked up the exorcism charm under the pillow and patted the black shadow on the head.

With a soft "snap", the talisman was firmly patted on Heiying's head. Yuan Ziyu, who was relieved at first, felt his wrist tighten and was easily held by a big hand. The temperature of the palm was higher than his own. Many, for a moment he had the illusion of being scalded by a soldering iron, and instinctively wanted to withdraw his wrist, but found that the force holding him was astonishing, and he couldn't break free except for the pain in his wrist.

And in the next second, the black shadow suddenly lifted his held arm over his head, kneeling on both sides of his body with two legs, pushing him over, and resting his other hand on his shoulder, like An unbreakable shackle directly shrouded him under him, shook his head, and the talisman slipped lightly from his head.

what is going on?This sinister thing is not afraid of his own talisman!

However, the current situation obviously does not allow him to think about this issue. The most important thing now is to break free quickly.

Yuan Ziyu put one hand on Hei Ying's shoulder and took the opportunity to lift his leg towards his abdomen, but Hei Ying seemed to have seen through his movements, and his body sank, and he sat directly on top of him, pressing Yuan Ziyu so hard that he couldn't move, and at the same time restrained him an arm.

This is a shameful posture, as if the black shadow on his body wanted to rape him, but he was like a frog tied to the laboratory table, unable to struggle at all...

Next, as if confirming his thoughts, the black shadow slowly lowered his head, his wet and heavy breathing was filled with infinite passion|desire, he instinctively turned his face to avoid it, but he was getting closer and closer He could see the man's face from a distance.

——It turned out to be Yan Heng!

"Yan..." Before he could call out that name, Yan Heng sucked his earlobe into his mouth, the tip of his tongue curled up, sucking greedily, as if he was tasting delicious fruit, and his scorching breath sprayed on the mouth. Around his ears, a pervasive undercurrent formed, traveling along his pores in his body, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Yan Heng looked very strange, Yuan Ziyu clenched his teeth and shook his head desperately trying to resist Yan Heng's kiss.

"Yan Heng, stop Yan Heng! Wake up..." Yuan Ziyu, who had never been treated like this before, felt such great shame and panic for the first time. They were like a monster with fangs, devouring His rationality made his mind go blank, he could only follow his instinct and kicked his legs meaninglessly, struggling violently, the sweat soaked through his thin pajamas, his hair was glued to his forehead, he looked extremely embarrassed .

But Yan Heng didn't care, his lips moved away from Yuan Ziyu's ear, all the way down, licking and kissing the sweaty neck, leaving a string of ambiguous red marks.

Yuan Ziyu's wrist is so thin that he can easily hold it with one hand. Lovingly, as if stroking a fragile treasure, he gently put his hand on his cheek, feeling the delicate, slightly tender skin under the palm of his hand. The cool touch really makes him love it like fine porcelain.

Looking at Yuan Ziyu affectionately, the eyes gradually revealed a coquettish red light.

Sure enough, he was possessed by something again!

Must, must calm down and do something.

When Yan Heng's hand slid all the way down to the button on the chest of his pajamas, Yuan Ziyu took a bite on the tip of his tongue. In an instant, sweet blood filled his mouth with a strong smell of rust. The intense pain made him feel unnatural. He grinned, but at the same time brought back his composure.

Yuan Ziyu raised the only neck that could move freely, and slammed it hard against Yan Heng's tall nose, only to hear a muffled grunt from the person above him, and the strength that suppressed him suddenly weakened. Taking this opportunity, he quickly broke free from the shackles, turned over and got out of bed To the switch to turn on the light.

The light dispelled the darkness in an instant, Yuan Ziyu immediately looked at Yan Heng vigilantly, and distanced himself from him.

Yan Heng covered his nose and grinned, his aching eyes were filled with tears, and the hair on both sides of his head slightly turned up like two raised dog ears, he asked in an extremely wronged tone: "Sir, what are you doing?" Why hit me?"

Seeing that he seemed to have recovered, Yuan Ziyu relaxed his vigilance a little, but he couldn't calm down the violent panting and ensuing anger: "Do you know what you did just now!"

Yan Heng shifted his eyes to him suspiciously, only to find that his clothes were disheveled, his face was flushed, and there was a string of ambiguous hickey marks, like little strawberries, which were particularly obvious on his fair neck.

Yan Heng was stunned, the memories just now flooded him - he just pushed the male god under him, kissed him, and even wanted to...

His slightly low body temperature, his rapid breathing, the delicate touch of his skin, and the clean body odor in his sweat are so distinct, like an addictive poison, corroding "Yuan Ziyu" on Yan Heng's heart Those three words made every cell in him clamor for him.

At the same time, he also remembered Yuan Ziyu's resistance, his thinner body struggled and trembled under him, like a rabbit being held down by a ferocious beast...

The author has something to say:

Tomorrow will stop for another day, I wish everyone a healthy Dragon Boat Festival.