Rebirth is waiting for you to torture me

, "I never had this preparation."

Han Qiubai was not surprised, nodded and said: "I guess so. Then let's make things clear here..."

"Wait a minute." Xiao Jingliu interrupted him.

"Huh?" A question mark flashed across his brow.

"We want to make things clear, but it's not here or now," the man picked him up and walked straight to the bed, "Your eyes are like a bunny, leave them alone, and the pain will be tomorrow." you."

"...It wasn't your fault."

"So I will take charge."

"Humph."

"White."

"..."

"I love you."

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On the side of the big comfortable and soft bed, sat a little white rabbit whose eyes were red and swollen from crying. The little white rabbit was holding a water cup in his hand, and was drinking water one gulp at a time.

The crying dry throat was moistened with water, and the swelling and pain were obviously much better.

The big bad wolf came out of the bathroom, holding a hot towel in his hand.

When the water was finished, the big bad wolf took the water glass and put it on the bedside table.

"Lie down, I'll help you apply the eyes." The big bad wolf sat next to the little white rabbit and patted his thigh.

"Give me the towel, and I'll apply it myself." The little white rabbit glanced at the wolf, his eyes were swollen like small walnuts, and his voice was still hoarse.

"I'll apply it for you." Big Bad Wolf's eyes were firm and his voice was calm.

The little white rabbit is not more patient than the big bad wolf. The big bad wolf has a spirit of never giving up until the goal is reached, but he does not.

"I haven't said I will forgive you yet." She lay on the bed with her head resting on the wolf's lap, and the little white rabbit did not forget to remind the wolf.

"Hmm. Is it hot?" The big bad wolf put the folded hot towel on the little white rabbit's eyes.

"It's a bit hot, but it's very comfortable." The little white rabbit finished speaking obediently, and then snorted again: "I don't remember you being so virtuous."

"It's considerate." The big bad wolf corrected the little white rabbit's words, paused and said: "I have always been considerate to you, except for the first time, I didn't help you after what happened..."

The little white rabbit raised his hand and patted the wolf's face, gagged his mouth, and silenced him: "I don't mean that."

"What are you still talking about?" The big bad wolf took the little white rabbit's hand and played with it in the palm of his hand: "We are old married couples, what have we not said?"

"Then don't say that." The little white rabbit didn't pull back his hand, so he let him go.

Anyway, the truth has been said, just like the man said, they are indeed an old couple, there is nothing to hide, and neither of them is so hypocritical.

Before talking about it, everyone still has their own reservations; once they talk about it, all kinds of freedom.

They are all people who have died once, and they see everything more openly than ordinary people, and they also know which things are not worth worrying about, and which things need to be cherished.

Although those who should be concerned will still mind, and those who should be angry will still be angry, but in their eyes, those things are not as cherished as this person in front of them.

Many things, after going through, seeing, and losing, you will know how difficult it is to get.

"What are you going to tell me?"

"A lot, can't finish in one breath."

"Then save it for later and talk about it slowly. Anyway, we have plenty of time, so it's not too late."

"I'm still angry."

"Then fade away slowly."

"I want to beat you. If I don't beat you up, it's not enough to dispel the hatred in my heart."

"Then I'll beat you up. From now on, I'll beat you up every day, anytime, anywhere. You are especially welcome to beat me up on the bed."

"shameless."

The two people were talking with each other, and the tone was a little loose and casual. No matter how unnutritious the conversation was, it seemed unimportant to say what they said at this time.

The important thing is that no matter what you say, the other party has a response.

Maybe what they want is just this kind of feeling, free and unrestrained, because they are too familiar with each other, and they have no secrets in front of this person, so they can really feel at ease.

As for other words and other things, they are all things that need to be considered in the future, and those are all superfluous at this moment.

"Bai, don't you plan to catch up with me first?" The big bad wolf took off the cold towel from the little white rabbit's eyes, hugged the little white rabbit and changed positions, pushing him down on the bed.

"Recalling the past?" The little white rabbit quickly understood the meaning of this word.

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The author has something to say: Sure enough, the brain cells can recover after a full sleep, happy weekend~~~

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86. Chapter 86...

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The reminiscence of letting go of hands and feet, the continuous enthusiasm, some can't stand it...

The temperature in the air is constantly rising, and the demand is a hundred times stronger than the last time I was here, too fanatical and unscrupulous behavior, the provocative person is red-faced and panting, the body is too hot, trembling constantly, too intense and long-lasting Sex. Love, even the toes are curled up, constantly being kissed, and constantly being asked to kiss back, the limbs are so weak that they still hook each other and won't let go, it is impossible to tell who is more entangled with whom, eyes I only have the other party in my heart, I can't think of anything else, I put everything behind me, I cooperate with all my strength, I want to satisfy myself, and I also want to satisfy the other party...

Indescribable pain, indescribable passion, the man pushed forcefully again and again, as if trying to break his body... Too much force, even the bed shook...

The low and somewhat charming hoarse voice was intermittent at first, and gradually it became impossible to shout...

The physical contact with constant mutual confirmation, the endless, long-lasting sex. The love burns two people together, and neither can think...

Tears rolled down the eye sockets unconsciously, big drops slipped down, vision blurred, under the soft light, I felt the man's lips approaching, gently kissed his tears away, and then attracted him to kiss again...

The red corners of the eyes, the eyes full of water, the dyed eyebrows and the corners of the eyes, are more effective than any aphrodisiac, burning and deceiving...

The collisions have been going on, and it seems that they will never be satisfied...

Even at this time, the man on his body is amazingly beautiful, and there are still gentle eyes in the wildness, as if it can drown people in it...

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--I love you.

--Me too.

There is nothing more exciting than being able to respond to the other party in this way.

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Waking up the next day, his whole body was sore and weak. Han Qiubai got up and took his nightgown and put it on, feeling uncomfortable all over his body.

Indulgence...

The feeling after eight years... It's been a long time...

He sighed lowly, fastened the belt of his nightgown, and was not in a hurry to get up, just sat under the quilt and hugged the quilt for a while, lost his mind...

In the room with only one layer of white inner curtains drawn, the sunlight is blocked outside the curtains, the soft light is not bright, but it is very warm.

"What are you thinking?" A pair of powerful arms wrapped around him behind him, tightly encircling him, the man's chest was pressed tightly against his back, his chin rested on his shoulder, and the soft and clear breath was right next to his ears, rustling The ears of those who listened to the sexy voice were soft and numb: "Did you miss me?"

"Yeah, I was thinking of you," Han Qiubai quietly snuggled into his arms, enjoying the feeling of being hugged and cared for by him, and said lazily, "I was thinking how long it would take to be angry with you to be worthwhile." Come."

Xiao Jingliu pressed his cheeks to him, put his arms around him and said, "I've been thinking about how long it takes to be angry with you before it's worth it."

"Huh?" Han Qiubai was annoyed and amused, and turned around in his arms, squinting at Xiao Jingliu, "I'm angry with you because you've been hiding it from me. Do you still have reason to be angry?"

Xiao Jingliu planted a kiss on his lips, and his beautiful eyes showed a sadness he had never seen before, which was faint, but it made him stunned.

"You stood in front of me and took that bullet for me, thinking I wouldn't be angry?"

Han Qiubai's eyes sparkled, he stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly remembered something, lifted the quilt and was about to go under the bed.

"Ah, I'm hungry. Are you hungry? I'll cook! What should I eat?" He stretched out his hands from under the quilt, and punched the palm of the other with one hand, his eyes lit up: " Ah, that’s right! It’s better to eat some porridge after that! It just so happens that Xiao Xun taught me how to cook porridge..."

With a sullen face, the big bad wolf stretched out its paws, grabbed the little rabbit who was about to escape from the dangerous place, and sat him on his lap face to face.

Xiao Jingliu narrowed his eyes, with an unfriendly expression, and asked with a gloomy face, "When did Xiao Xun teach you how to cook porridge? Why didn't I know?"

"...It was the time when you went abroad and he lived with me..." Han Qiubai saw that his face was getting darker and darker, and quickly said: "No, this is not the point..."

"Hmm, so what's the point?" The big bad wolf waited for him to dig a hole and jump down.

"The point, the point is... I..." He opened his mouth, wanting to say that the point is that I'm hungry, you or me, one of us should hurry up and cook, but the words got to the point of his mouth, and he turned around , Turned around, but came out with a touch of sadness that even he didn't realize: "Didn't I save you? Why are you here?"

He looked up at him, feeling sad and distressed.

"Xiao Jingliu, are you dead too?"

Xiao Jingliu waited for his hand to touch his face, and felt that he was trembling, so he shook his hand behind his back, and leaned over to kiss the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Yes, I'm dead too."

The boy's wet black eyelashes fanned, and another tear rolled out, "Xiao Xun... still hasn't let you go?"

The man shook his head lightly, tenderly