Inhuman Rampage [Unlimited]

Wu Yue, who was sitting in the row of the hall, saw nothing happened and left, with cunning eyes, she teleported out and followed quietly.

It is nearly twenty levels higher than Wen Wusheng, and Wen Wusheng's current strength cannot be discovered.Wu Yue followed unhurriedly, seeing that Wen Wusheng stopped in front of the Earl's lounge, she was puzzled.

Don't introduce yourself well, come to find Earl, do you practice fighting like yesterday?

Curiosity came up, Wu Yuelai wanted to do it, conjured up a small stone, and hit Wen Wusheng.

Wen Wusheng felt a slight pain in his wrist, looked at the small stone at his feet, turned his head immediately, saw Wu Yue, turned around and glanced at the earl's lounge, and walked towards Wu Yue.

Wen Wusheng asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

Wu Yue was a little dissatisfied with his overly polite tone and alienated attitude, but she didn't say anything, and asked, "Why did you run away?"

Wen Wusheng: "I'm looking for Earl—"

"Why are you looking for my brother? He has a vicious tongue and a cold face, so boring," Wu Yue said with a smile, "My brother is over 40 levels, can you accompany me to the border to play? The devil flowers are blooming over there, I must have never seen it before." , very interesting."

Wen Wusheng was just about to stop shouting, but after thinking about it carefully, his earl's sister, the earl's wife, rounded up, Wu Yue is his younger sister, so he didn't bother to correct her, so he said helplessly: "Princess, there is really something wrong."

"Why don't you come back and talk about something," Wu Yue said, "I can't win over my heart, and I can't win over my brother?"

Wen Wusheng: "..."

He dared to reveal to Bai Yu that even those who knew Bai Yu was as withdrawn as the Earl would be friends with Bai Yu, which showed that Bai Yu was extremely reliable.But the young Wu Yue who loves to mess around...

Wen Wusheng: "I'm sorry—"

"Don't pull it down!" Wu Yue had a cold face, glared at him, and left angrily.

Wen Wusheng felt relieved, walked back to the earl's door, just about to push the door, he paused in his footsteps, stopped in front of the door for a while, his head rehearsed quickly.

Wen Wusheng: Baby, I was wrong.

Earl: Go away.

Wen Wusheng: I really know I was wrong.

The count still ignored him, so he couldn't help but put his arms around him, ignoring his struggle, and whispered in his ear.

The count punched and kicked him, and he pretended to be in pain, and kissed him until he was no longer angry.

The earl said coldly: Good evening, no?I'm fine and I can go.

Wen Wusheng rubbed against him with Xiao Wen Wusheng, and said in a deep voice: "I walked that day because it was disobedient."

The earl smiled a little, stopped it, and said indifferently: Really?

Wen Wusheng laughed and said: Do you like it?

The Count's cheeks flushed.

……

Wen Wusheng took a deep breath, regained his composure, knocked on the door, but did not hear a response, knowing that the Earl was still angry, he simply pushed the door open and went in.

He looked around the gorgeous and elegant lounge, but he didn't see the count. He frowned, and just about to shout, a force suddenly struck him.

Wen Wusheng was unprepared, pushed and fell a few steps, the back of his head hit the wall with a "boom", and the moment he was in a trance, his waist and long legs firmly pressed against him, and a tall black figure covered him.

Pale and slender hands pinched his chin, Na lowered his head, and kissed him without hesitation.

Wen Wusheng stared, struggled a little, but clamped even tighter, the earl pressed down and pushed him against the wall, with so much strength, Wen Wusheng even suspected that he was going to sink into it.

The bones rubbed against the cold and hard wall, it was very painful, but Wen Wusheng couldn't feel it anymore, it was even more painful on his lips.

Facing a pair of familiar and unfamiliar eyes.

Those eyes showed their original appearance, calm black base, a little ruby ​​red dotted in between, and at the same time, those eyes, the scarlet was expanding infinitely.

He didn't kiss at all, he sucked and bit, like sucking blood, but he bit on a place softer than the neck.

There is a secret pleasure in the intense pain, and a strong desire is gradually wrapped in the desire for punishment.

Wen Wusheng's mind went blank, it was completely different from what he expected.

She stared blankly at him in front of her eyes without any reaction, the same shock and resistance in her eyes as last time.

"Hate it?" the earl sneered, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Then hate it, I'm ass."

Before Wen Wusheng had time to catch his breath, the earl fell forward, without giving him any chance to explain, forcefully opened his closed mouth.

When he invaded, Wen Wusheng struggled a bit, his calm eyes were full of turbulent waves, the count saw his reaction violently, the scarlet in his eyes became thicker, and he kissed deeper.

The feeling of kissing lips and tongue made Wen Wusheng's whole body go numb.The Earl obviously couldn't kiss, and he couldn't, and the result was disorganized and too brutal.

Wen Wusheng didn't have any room to breathe, facing those overly beautiful eyes, he just relaxed slowly, from his body to his chin.

The count gradually realized that he was no longer resisting, but instead showed a gesture of giving and taking, and the anger in his heart turned several times and disappeared at some point.

Wen Wusheng's facial features are extremely sexy, his eyes are slightly blurred, and the black eyes are only the reflection of him who is slightly out of control.

The count let go of him slowly, put his head against his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why?"

He heard Wen Wusheng's slightly rapid breathing, mixed with his own, rising and falling together, like some kind of ensemble, or symphony, in the silent lounge, it was particularly ambiguous.

The four eyes met, there was no embarrassment for some reason, and the heart was unspeakably hot.

The smell of blood on the lips and teeth intensified the fiery heat.

Wen Wusheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled: "Are you comfortable?"

The count raised his eyes and stared at him: "Why don't you refuse?"

"Afraid of being bitten to death." Wen Wusheng said.

The earl let out a "huh" and said, "You came to me just to tell me this?"

"Then you want to hear it?" Wen Wusheng said, "Let me tell you."

His expression was loose, and he didn't have the softened and gentle tone before, which sounded like contradictory.

The earl's expression became cold: "I tell you, I will promote according to our instructions, but don't be ignorant of the promotion."

Wen Wusheng laughed straight, his throat made a tickling noise.

The earl's face became more serious: "What if I don't follow your orders? Do I have the right to refuse? If I have, I won't do so now."

Wen Wusheng bowed his head and laughed even more happily.

The count clenched his hands.

"Have you finished?" Wen Wusheng said.

He raised his head, and his red and swollen lips moved slightly when he spoke. The earl's eyes fell on his lips, and no matter how hard he moved, he finally raised his eyes a little, and said with the same cold tone, gnashing his teeth: "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking about how to deal with it better," Wen Wusheng sneered, "I can't bear the normality of this."

"..." the count said angrily, "Is this the truth?"

Wen Wusheng: "Don't ask me what I'm thinking?"

The earl sneered: "Attitude? I can't bear it, some can bear it, I don't have to!"

Wen Wusheng asked lazily: "Do you want to kiss again?"

count:"……"

Wen Wusheng changed his smiling mask, and said calmly: "Go and find it, I'll catch it."

The count was silent for a long while, and the air pressure was a little low.

The two didn't move, they just put their heads together and looked away from each other, as if they were in some kind of stalemate, and the atmosphere froze to freezing point.

Finally, after a long silence, the count buried his head in licking Wen Wusheng's Adam's apple, groaned a few times in Wen Wusheng, and said unhappily, "You won't fool me anymore."

Wen Wusheng gave a narrow laugh at the end, stretched out his arms to hug him, and sighed: "I also have a temper, the more serious I am, the more irritable I am, that's for sure. If it’s uncomfortable, I can’t tell the truth from the fake.”

The earl raised the corner of his mouth and said indifferently, "Why did you come to find me?"

Wen Wusheng said, "How did you know that Du Chen would challenge me?"

Earl: "I bit Du Wei that day, and read his memory by the way, Du Chen will not let it go, the best opportunity for the induction ceremony."

Wen Wusheng: "How do you know what he does every move?"

Earl: "Glanced at his previous copy."

Wen Wusheng: "That's why you specially taught me last night? Why didn't you tell me directly last night?"

The count snorted, "So you know how good I am? Don't be fucking ignorant of flattery."

"I know, I know." Wen Wusheng said.

Thinking of it, the count became unhappy, "What happened that day?"

Wen Wusheng thought about kissing, already his own, got up a little bit, leaned into the earl's ear, and said indifferently: "I'm rubbing against each other."

"..." The earl's eyes flashed with shock, and he secretly glanced at Wen Wusheng's calm expression.

He... rub?

Why is Wen Wusheng not ashamed?

There was some doubt in the earl's eyes: "Then why do you want to leave? You can tell me directly, as it is now, don't lose it."

"Lost?" Wen Wusheng also showed some doubts in his eyes.

His voice returned to its usual gentleness: "I can't bear it."

... Can't bear to bear me?

The earl's beautiful eyes were full of doubts.

Wen Wusheng kissed him, and after touching him, he said warmly: "Daughter-in-law, change the time, be good, don't be here, I can't bear it."

"???" The count froze, his expression completely frozen.

Wen Wusheng easily pushed him away, and was stunned for a while, he didn't expect the Earl to be so talkative, so he picked up a tissue and wiped the blood oozing from his lips.

Behind him, the Count's face changed unpredictablely.

Wen Wusheng didn't hear any movement behind him for a long time, turned to look at him, saw him standing still, asked: "What's wrong?"

The earl rolled his Adam's apple, clenched his fists in his sleeves, and pursed his lips, trying to maintain his expression. After a few times of hesitation, Fang said calmly, "You just... called me?"

"Excuse me?" Wen Wusheng threw away the paper, came over and hugged the Earl from behind, like a wolf dog, wrapped the cat in his arms, and said softly, "You will get used to it after listening too much."

count:"……"

"Don't worry, I won't shout outside," Wen Wusheng said softly, "Then I'll go back and introduce myself."

Just as Wen Wusheng was about to let him go, the Earl turned his head to look at him with a livid face: "."

Wen Wusheng: "What's wrong?"

Earl: "Actually—"

There was a sudden bang behind him, Wen Wusheng turned around in shock, and saw Wu Yue whose expression was unpredictable.

The broken vase on the ground is like Wu Yue's disintegrated and fragmented heart.

Wu Yue stared helplessly, pointing at Wen Wusheng and the Earl tremblingly: "...you...you..."

count:"……"

"..." Wen Wusheng had despair in his eyes, "Would you believe me if I said we were practicing fighting?"