clear love

章节字数：1443更新时间：11-04-0223:47

Holding down the desperately struggling person below him, Qianling eagerly sought out Qingyang's lips, sucking the sweetness in Qingyang's mouth forcefully.

Qianling used his tongue to taste the deliciousness under his body, he penetrated very deeply, almost reaching Qingyang's throat.Qing Yang was taken aback by this bold kiss, he struggled more violently, and Qian Ling's hand was held tighter, as if he wanted to tie Qing Yang into his body.

Qianjing sat and watched, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.The people in the living room have been sent away by him long ago, today he doesn't want to pretend anymore, he can no longer watch Qing Yang worry about others.

Qing Yang was let go by Qian Ling when he was about to suffocate, panting heavily, he had no strength to struggle long ago, and just lay helplessly under Qian Ling's body.

But the coolness that followed frightened him out of his wits. Qian Ling had already unbuttoned his shirt at some point, exposing his skin.

This kind of thing is no stranger to him, and Qianling's fiery body also shows his current condition.Qing Yang was a little desperate, he felt as if he had returned to the original situation.

Someone rescued him back then, and that person is now by his side, but would he still protect himself?

Qianling's head was buried between his smooth neck, and he was forced to look up.He saw that the person who had protected him was sitting next to him, looking at him with the same devilish eyes...

Qingyang's tears flowed out, not because of the physical pain, but the despair in his heart.

Zhan Qianjing looked at Qing Yang's despairing eyes, and felt a sudden pain in his heart, he knew that Qing Yang would hate him, but since it had nothing to do with him, he might as well just hate him.

She put her hand on Qing Yang's face, wiped away his tears, and in Qing Yang's stunned eyes, kissed the red lips that he longed for every night...

Qianling saw Qianjing's movements from the corner of his eyes, although he was very dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't show it. After all, this is his own younger brother, it's better than outsiders.

Infatuatedly stroking Qing Yang's seductive body, that body is the same as in memory, it is such a person, he will always belong to him.

Qianjing's kiss was much gentler than Qianling's, but it was also full of arrogance that could not be refused.

Looking at the charming Qing Yang in front of him, Qian Ling showed a satisfied smile.In the days after Ching Yang left, he was searching without sleep, he was not interested in anything, let alone looking for other people, during this time he lived like a scavenger, only in the sleepless nights , Relying on every detail of the time when Qingyang and Qingyang were together, he solved his desire alone.

But now, the person he had missed for so long was right under him, and Zhan Qianling was almost driven crazy by that wonderful feeling.

No matter how much she feels sorry for Qing Yang, such an obscene scene deeply stimulated Qian Jing.Sitting in a wheelchair, he untied his belt...

Ching Yang's consciousness has been blurred for a long time, but after the initial pain has passed, the rest is unexpectedly piled up with pleasure.

In the deep entanglement, he seemed to hear those two people shouting: "Qing Yang, I love you."

He was then taken to the pinnacle of despair.

The two brothers, stimulated by the intense pleasure, were panting endlessly, the emptiness in their hearts seemed to be filled, but it seemed that it was not enough...

The scene of the two brothers loving Qing Yang still deeply stimulated Qian Ling, and he didn't have the previous unhappiness, he actually thought this was very good.

I must be crazy, but no matter what, I am crazy if I am crazy, they are all crazy because of this person, they all turned into a devil because of this person, and he is a devil in the first place, but Qianjing...

Looking at Qianjing immersed in desire, the devil's face was like a replica of himself.

"Ha ha," laughed evilly twice: Qing Yang, don't blame us, blame yourself if you want to, you are the one who attracted us, and we will never let go again.

Holding Qing Yang's head, he gently kissed Qing Yang's slightly parted red lips, looking at those eyes that were hazy because of happiness, the fire in his heart burned even more...

The torture continued endlessly, Qing Yang couldn't tell who was who, his slender body was already red and purple, and various voices echoed throughout the room...

(Caught by a river crab,...)