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When the car was driving on the road and the cold wind poured into the window to calm down Xi Moran's head, he realized how amazing he had said.Behind him was Qing Cang, panting like a beast, with green eyes glowing in the darkness, and Xi Moran couldn't help feeling a chill down his spine.He never thought about developing such an ambiguous relationship with any employer. If...he just thought that if that person was not Qing Cang, he would beat him up when he was hugged.Thinking of Qing Cang's predatory eyes that pressed on his body that time, he had to admit that he was oppressed by his aura, which was an irresistible force.Looking at the road ahead, Xi Moran brushed up his wind-torn hair and slowed down the car.He needs time to adapt to the impulsive decision just now, and he doesn't know what the future will hold.At this time, Xi Moran was full of melancholy and bewilderment, and staying by Qing Cang's side made him very anxious.He really wanted to break through the invisible wall in front of him, but he didn't know how to do it.

The car drove into the garage, and Qing Cang got out of the car with some unsteady steps.Xi Moran hurriedly chased him down to help him, but Qing Cang waved his hand and said no need, the anxiety reappeared.Xi Moran stubbornly went up to hold his arm, Qing Cang just froze for a moment, then laughed and didn't refuse any more.

After entering the room, Qing Cang relaxed his body and spread it flat on the bed in a large font, wheezing heavily with the smell of alcohol.After staring at his face for a few seconds, Simoran spoke, but the voice was still warm: "Do you want some water?"

Qing Cang nodded without speaking.

He closed his eyes and heard the sound of pouring water. It didn't take long for him to feel a black shadow blocking the light. When he opened his eyes, Xi Moran was already standing beside him with a water glass.

Without talking to each other, Qingcang got up, took a few sips from the water glass and put the glass on the table beside the bed.Before he had time to turn his head, the owner of the shadow threw himself on him and pressed him down, Qing Cang looked up in surprise and looking down at himself, a trace of struggling Xi Moran flashed in his eyes.He understood what Xi Moran was hesitating in his heart, he really didn't love him.Because he is a man who does what he says, Xi Moran just wants to fulfill what he said just now.But that's not what he wanted.

Perhaps because of the drunkenness, Qing Cang's eyes are much softer than usual, the kind of eyes that only appear when staring at his lover makes Xi Moran's heart beat inexplicably faster.I wanted to get rid of this feeling that was bothering me, but I couldn't do anything.

"No need, Mo Ran." Qing Cang said softly with a wry smile, stretching out his hand to caress Xi Moran's cheek, Xi Moran's eyelids twitched subconsciously and turned his head away from his hand.

The lonely expression flashed across Qing Cang's face, and finally turned into a sigh, he withdrew his hand, put the back of his hand on his forehead and said wearily: "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep, you should go to rest too."

The room was silent, and the weight on my body didn't go away.Let him stay as long as he wants, Qing Cang thought so in his heart and wanted to sleep.

Looking at the person beneath him who seemed to have really fallen asleep, Xi Moran couldn't help clenching his teeth.He didn't understand what Qingcang was thinking, obviously his eyes lingered on him all the time in normal times, wishing to look-rape- him.But he said that just now, and now he is also on top of him. The other party actually said that he was tired and asked him to go to sleep?Did he think he was really Liu Xiahui?

The rebellious psychology was at work, Xi Moran stretched his hand towards Qing Cang's Adam's Apple, and when his fingertips touched Qing Cang's tie, his eyes suddenly opened.He didn't look drunk, and the seriousness made him flustered.

"Do you know what your behavior means?" Qing Cang grabbed Xi Moran's hand on the tie.As if to make him think clearly, Qing Cang couldn't help but forcefully grabbed his hand.

The pain made Xi Moran frown, but he still tilted his head and sneered, "Maybe I'm digging my own grave, or are you dying?"

I saw Qing Cang's eyebrows twisted into a Sichuan shape, and heard an impatient smacking sound from his mouth, almost making Xi Moran turn over by Qing Cang who was grabbing his wrist before he could react. Pressed down.The soft hair was scattered on the pillow, Qing Cang knelt and rode on Shi Moran's body, straightened up and took off his tie under his gaze.Lowering his eyes, Xi Moran couldn't see the meaning in his eyes.For the first time there was no war or resistance between them, Qing Cang started to unbutton Xi Moran's tie and button and open his shirt to reveal his body with fine scars.Qing Cang's hand covered Xi Moran's heart, and Xi Moran only felt a pain where he touched it.

Qing Cang looked at it carefully, as if observing a precious treasure.It's not a perfect body, not soft-soft enough, not flawless enough.But he will feel distressed because of these marks on his body, he wants to melt away the cold heart wrapped under this body.

Xi Moran was not used to the silent Qingcang, and he was not used to Qingcang looking at him with cautious eyes like this, and he was afraid that he would sink down because of it.Xi Moran turned his head and looked away as if escaping. Hearing the rustling sound of the fabric rubbing against each other, the bed shook slightly.Not long after the sound disappeared, a pair of big hands put on his waist, untied his belt and took off his pants, Xi Moran didn't refuse from the beginning to the end, but couldn't help grabbing his body when Qing Cang took off his pants. under the sheets.

The legs were separated, and a hot body was embedded in them.When Qing Cang's skeletal fingers entered the place where he was unsuspecting, Xi Moran took a breath and suddenly turned back and fell into Qing Cang's deep eyes.He was looking at himself from the beginning to the end, storing every bit of his expression in his eyes, which made Xi Moran raise his hand to cover his face, subconsciously not wanting to be seen by Qing Cang with strange expressions.

His move was not teased or teased by Qing Cang. Qing Cang bent down and put his lips to his ear and whispered: "Then, I will help you expand."

"You...don't say it." Thinking that he said something embarrassing himself on purpose, Shi Moran turned her head angrily and stopped.Breathing stopped suddenly, his lips were so close that they were almost pressed against Qing Cang's tightly pressed thin lips, and at this moment he also understood that Qing Cang's words did not mean to humiliate him at all, because his eyes were serious and there was no smile .

Bewitched by the atmosphere, Xi Moran half-opened his mouth in a daze, and Qing Cang caught those two soft lips cooperatively.The strong smell of alcohol penetrated into Xi Moran's mouth, he didn't even feel disgusted, but he felt anxious like being seduced-lured-drunk.He subconsciously put his hands around Qing Cang's neck, happy for Xi Moran's little initiative, Qing Cang kissed his twitching fingers.When he moved his fingers, Xi Moran frowned slightly, and let out a muffled hum that he didn't know whether it was annoying or comfortable.His unaccustomed contraction muscles pinched Qingcang's fingers, making it difficult for him to get in and out, and Qingcang didn't force his way through.He kept his fingers in his body, and kissed him sweetly until he relaxed before starting to move, so repeatedly, tirelessly.

The back gradually became soft, even accepting his three fingers.While pulling out his fingers, Qing Cang also withdrew his tongue from Xi Moran's mouth, and held his high-spirited, which he had already planned to release, against the entrance that was ready to accept him.Because the lingering kiss just now caused a short circuit in Xi Moran's brain, even if he was threatened behind him, he didn't feel it.

With the lewd sound of water overflowing when being entered, Xi Moran's chest couldn't help but he was pierced by Qing Cang forcefully.Because Qingcang prepared well for him, there was almost no resistance when he entered.Only after entering, Xi Moran realized that his body tensed up and clamped Qing Cang fiercely.

Qing Cang let out a panting that was almost painful, and Xi Moran saw that his hair was soaked in sweat and could understand that he was already trying his best to endure.Temporarily softening his body and relaxing his body, he was embraced by Qing Cang forcefully: "Mo Ran."

Shi Moran's stiff expression eased and softened.Why, Qingcang looks more painful than himself.

Tentatively moving his body, Qing Cang didn't feel relieved when he was not attacked by Xi Moran's iron fist, as if to prevent his consciousness from being destroyed by Qing Cang, Xi Moran deliberately bit his lips to prevent the moan from Leaked from the mouth.Seeing that Xi Moran's lower lip had been bitten white by himself, Qing Cang put two fingers into his mouth to make him let go of his ravaged lips.

"Mo Ran, call out for me."

"No, go to hell." With Qing Cang's finger in his mouth, the yelling has no deterrent effect but is more seductive and sexy.

"It's good to call out...don't be like a dead fish."

"Who are you calling a dead fish? Get out if you don't want to? Say I'm still moving so vigorously inside me like a dead fish." Xi Moran roared with a ferocious face.It was not easy for me to feel that he was pitiful, so I showed kindness to him once, and just now when I felt that the atmosphere was good enough for me to endure, he actually said such words that affected my mood.

Qing Cang buried his face in Xi Moran's shoulder.He didn't mean to annoy Mao Ximoran on purpose, but as expected, Ximoran would still quarrel with him on the bed, which made him feel at ease.When he was quietly under her, Qing Cang always had the feeling that if he hugged him, he would lose him.