HP for world peace

One summer before 2012, Jiang Qi met a young, handsome, black-haired, red-eyed foreigner man in a cross street where the scorching sun was so hot that the air was distorted.Of course, Jiang is not romantic enough to use words such as encounter to highlight fate. All he can think about is the frantic complaints about his barbecue being close at hand but wanting nothing: Fuck me!Brother, why are you carrying me?Lao Tzu's barbecue is still waiting for me!You can't afford to hurt a person who ate instant noodles for four days in a row!

Jiang Qi felt incredible that his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't even move his fingers according to his wishes, and was easily carried by the man on his shoulders. Jiang Qi said that there was no such blatant and conspicuous kidnapping in broad daylight. Passers-by came to watch... Shouldn't they call the police to watch your sister?

After the incomplete memories belonging to Luya, Vikram and Jiang Qi were cross-compatibility in his mind, Jiang Qi himself still couldn't figure out whether he passed through three people in a row or was crossed by three people.It didn't take long for Jiang Qi to sort out this problem, because he made his fists and clapped his hands as a matter of course: That's it, I'm smart.

Jiang, who came to the conclusion of a fine score, was carried away by a strong man who he said did not look like a good man, and found that the strong man had not even made a detour and went directly to his door.Jiang Qi tried to struggle again, he didn't quite understand why his healthy body was as stiff as a stone and could not move.

Maybe this big brother gave me a body-holding technique with super powers, I didn't expect a foreigner to have such a trick with the characteristics of the Chinese land.Jiang Qi was neither nervous nor threatening, complaining to himself.

Voldemort felt that Vikram, who seemed to be as straightforward as a boy now that he looked like a boy, was very funny, and Voldemort couldn't help but smile all over his face.He held the boy's flexible waist with one hand and fixed him on his shoulder, and patted Jiang Qi's ass with the other palm, telling him not to think about anything useless.Someone Jiang blew up instantly after having an extra hand on his buttocks.I rub you XX YaOO!Touching my mother's ass will kill you!

The complaints that slipped out without thinking in his heart made the young man stunned. ←Mao Laozi wants to call himself an old lady!What the hell is that!

Jiang Juvenile tried hard to remember whether he had three or four points.After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't get out of my mind any names belonging to women other than Lu Ya Jiang Qi Vikram.In the moment that Jiang Boy recalled, Voldemort had already taken out the door key from the back pocket of Jiang Boy's jeans and opened the door.

Eighty square meters, two rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom belonged to the boy Jiang. What Voldemort saw was a clean and simple house that didn't even have extra furniture.Like a monk's dwelling. Voldemort couldn't help thinking that in the ancient times, he used to follow him all day long, eating and drinking together, watching the scenery together, wandering in the universe, and even living in Luya's mansion for a long time.There are no terraces with upturned eaves and corners, and there are no fairy servants, only a stone platform for meditation, and the only thing there is a peach blossom tree in front of the house that is in full bloom.

After standing at the door for a while, he carried Jiang Qi into the room and put the boy who had no resistance on the bed. Voldemort bent down and looked at the boy's face seriously.

Voldemort's three-dimensional silhouette was full of mature charm, and the smile on his face was a bit sinister, "Vikram, let's eat meat." As he spoke, his restless palms ran along Jiang Qi's T-shirt to the young man's slender waist.

Jiang, who felt that he was in a state of ghost pressure and couldn't move his hands and feet when facing the suspected XXOO scene, said, "Strong man, be merciful."

"Give me mercy?" Voldemort narrowed his cherry red eyes.

Jiang Juvenile suddenly felt the pressure from the ghostly aura. Voldemort chuckled, "Vik, close your eyes." He pressed the boy's soft lips.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Juvenile still opened his pair of Danfeng eyes with ancient lines and looked at the gorgeous cherry red eyes in front of him: Shut up your sister, shut up!Who the hell would close his eyes at this time, the only thing I should do is try to castrate you!

Now young man Jiang, who is delicate and frail, don't even mention whether your small body of ordinary people's standard can knock off the feathered snake that has been refined into a demon. Even if he stands up, the only thing that hurts you is your own fist.

"Close your eyes and open your mouth." Voldemort pinched the young man's waist domineeringly.

Someone Jiang looked contemptuous, "You f*cking strong woman wants to cooperate with others? You are stupid."

Voldemort lifted the boy's T-shirt calmly, "If you don't want to, I won't do it."

"Then what are you doing now? An uncle I don't know."

"..." Silently withdrawing his dishonest hand, Voldemort said solemnly to the boy, "Voldemort is my name. Vikram is your name. We have known each other for a long time, so long that you can't even remember when we met No matter how long or how many lifetimes have passed, I can recognize you at the first sight."

"...Brother, don't watch any more messy TV dramas. If you don't think about yourself, you should think about innocent people. It hurts me to hear you talk."

Voldemort nodded when he heard the words, and said solemnly, "I'll rub it for you." Before Jiang Qi could react, he unbuttoned his jeans very efficiently.

When the vitals were held in the hands of a man, even Jiang Qi couldn't help changing his face, he didn't know whether it was anger or shame, a faint crimson color appeared on the young man's fair face, like plum blossoms falling in a clear pond.

"..." Jiang Qi only felt that this person was really shameless.

Voldemort didn't move his hands, but just quietly looked at Jiang Qi's blushing face.Those eyes are calm and profound after experiencing too many partings and mistakes, because there are too many things I want to say to him, but all emotions are restrained, just watching quietly, just like he used to say to him It is the same when the world is ignorant and insensitive, only knowing to keep looking at the people who break into life.

Lu Ya always thought that Feathered Snake was too heavy and boring, but he didn't know that he just wanted to watch him wholeheartedly.

At this time, Jiang Juvenile was seen subconsciously guessing whether he wanted to rape first and then kill, or kill first and then rape.

"Brother, please let me go." Jiang Qi said.

Only then did Voldemort react, he caressed the boy's innocence with his generous palm, he couldn't help laughing lowly when he saw the boy's cheeks that were still gradually turning red in astonishment, he lifted the boy Jiang into his arms with one hand, and teased the boy with his mischievous hands lower body.Leaning close to the ear of the teenager with moist eyes but furrowed brows, his voice was hoarse, "We will do it when you grow up."

"...you are looking for death."

"When you think of everything, you say that I will die if you want me to die." Voldemort lowered his head and blocked his lips, stopping all words, all he wanted to do was to hold him at this moment and grow old forever.

What the hard-working Voldemort didn't know was "We'll do it when you're an adult", the so-called "doing" is how to be so aroused that you want to directly rape the person in front of you, but you dare not do it even if you beat him to death.

Three years later, the handsome young man with warm eyebrows and a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, sat astride the strong waist and abdomen of the black-haired, red-eyed man. He didn't care to unbutton his shirt to reveal his smooth and moist chest, and The ambiguous hickey marks on the skin.

Gorgeous and confused, like a monster.

Jiang Qi poked Voldemort's chest with his fingertips, and said in a gentle and affectionate tone, "Come on, don't you like to use force, you have strengthened me."

"..." The bitter Voldemort held back his lust and did not dare to really rape him or anything. At this moment, there were all kinds of sadness. He was indeed domineering and domineering at ordinary times, but now he dared not do anything no matter what he wanted to do.Thinking of waking up early in the morning to find that the person beside him sat silently on the bed for an unknown period of time, and when he spoke again, he neither spoke harshly nor shot him murderously, completely losing the frankness of a young man, but his brows were clear and gentle like jade.A pair of red phoenix eyes glanced at him with a half-smile, and said, "Let's get a divorce." This sentence was more terrifying than anything else. Voldemort softened instantly.

Voldemort didn't dare to use force, but Jiang Qi did.

Using chrysanthemums to strengthen Voldemort's all kinds of arrogance... (Uncle Zha: The army of Jinjiang river crabs whizzed past and snatched all the meat jokes. Guliang make up their own brains.)