tyrant only love

"Why do you always disobey my words!" Zheng Zhuocheng pinched the man's chin, biting his lips, the smell of blood filled his mouth, Yan Jingyu frowned, and pushed him away.

"You violent man, do you have any other feelings besides ordering and domineering?" There was no roar or anger, just a slight frown, wiping the blood on his lips indifferently.

"You can only be domineering and violent, otherwise you will run away from me!" When will this stubborn man accept himself!

"We are all men, it is impossible to live together forever, can't you be more realistic?" Yan Jingyu handed over the peeled apple, picked up the bowl and was about to leave.

"Why can't we be together forever?" Zheng Zhuocheng frowned and stared at the man who was about to leave.

"You are a person who is going to get married, so it is difficult for you to let me be the mistress?" Yan Jingyu waved his hand indifferently, Zheng Zhuocheng was taken aback by his cold and clear expression, he still misunderstood.

"I only like you alone, isn't that enough?" The domineering man said so frankly, but Yan Jingyu was indifferent.

"Your Zheng Zhuocheng's liking is not something everyone can afford, including me." Zheng Zhuocheng glared angrily at such an obvious rejection of his confession.

"Only you, Yan Jingyu, are worthy of my Zheng Zhuocheng's liking. You are destined not to escape from my grasp in this life." Domineeringly announced Yan Jingyu's death sentence.

Yan Jingyu has a feeling of being bound to death, as if he really can't escape from his grasp, but... If he is forced to the extreme, then if he doesn't introduce him, he will never find himself, forever.

"Okay, if you want to get the love of me, Yan Jingyu, then you have to pay a thousand times the true love. You can't marry a wife for life, you can't have children of your own, and you can't touch anyone except me. Can you do it?" The elegant man revealed The evil and provocative smile, this kind of him has an unusual seductiveness, Zheng Zhuocheng was taken aback, and then squeezed into a more charming smile, Yan Jingyu had the illusion that he was in another way.

"I, Zheng Zhuocheng, have only been good to Yan Jingyu in my life. I will not marry a wife or have children. I will not touch anyone except Yan Jingyu. If you disobey, let me die in front of you!" swear to god.

Yan Jingyu was very shocked, even more unbelievable, he just said it casually, but he gave him such a promise, for a while, Yan Jingyu didn't know what to do.

"What! Are you afraid, are you afraid of my Zheng Zhuocheng's love?" Still smiling, but this time the smile is very gentle, so soft that the heart is almost watering.

Yan Jingyu blushed, he was aggressive, but Yan Jingyu still recognized it.

"I, Yan Jingyu, will do what I say, and I will try to accept you!" There is a god in three feet, and the promise these two people made to each other is destined to never be separated in this life.

Zheng Zhuocheng laughed, raised his head and laughed, completely ignoring the pain in his body, he just wanted to vent the joy in his heart.

"Is this funny? If you keep laughing, you have to reinsert the needle again." Frowning, Yan Jingyu looked at the man smiling like a child, and glanced at the infusion tube on his hand, which was about to fall Out.

"Yan Jingyu, kiss me" The man who stopped abruptly stared at Yan Jingyu seriously, Yan Jingyu was a little annoyed by his rapid changes.

"You want me to accept your first rule, that is, don't kiss me casually, let alone order me to kiss you casually!" He firmly put forward his insistence, but Zheng Zhuocheng didn't care about that much.

He pulled the man over and pressed it to his lips, gnawed on his tongue for a while, and hadn't touched him for more than a month, Zheng Zhuocheng was almost at the bottom line.

"Well, Zheng..." Yan Jingyu pushed him away, but he was pushed back before he could catch his breath.

Desire, the man who came up to him could not be satisfied on his lips, his hand lifted the man's clothes and pinched his powder.

"Well..." Yan Jingyu shivered, his sensitive body trembling.

Zheng Zhuocheng smiled evilly, but he was still honest.

The passionate tongue kiss made Yan Jingyu confused, his eyes were unfocused, and he leaned softly in his arms.

Zheng Zhuocheng hugged him, with his fingers around his thighs, this is the man's sensitivity.Cat magic.Sensation, fingers circling on it, time and time loose, the itching made Yan Jingyu's heart tremble, and he wanted to push his hand away, but he couldn't use his strength.

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