blues paradox

Xiu once again shifted his gaze to Lan Tuo, his golden eyes were full of playful gleams; he tilted his head slightly, obviously in such a defenseless posture, as if he would be attacked from behind by an assassin in the next moment, like a bright light in the dark night. The moon was full of bloody killing air as if it was soaked in the flowing blood, but it faintly revealed an invincible posture; obviously there was no magic pressure flowing out, but it was suffocating as if the surrounding air was evacuated.

Xiu picked up Lan Tuo's left hand, and Xiu's long shiny fingertips ran across the pure black ring on the base of the finger.The style is so simple that it is almost crude, without any decorations or precious stones. The pure black color seems to absorb all the colors in the world, but greedily refuses to reflect any brilliance.The long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of nostalgia.

He said softly: "The flame comes from the junction between the underworld and the human world, and it is a sacred fire polluted by evil. Even so, it still belongs to the magic of the fire department to a certain extent, and fire has the nature of teleportation. As for How could it be sent to me..." Xiu thin lips slightly raised, with a bit of sarcasm, he leaned into Lan Tuo's ear and whispered, the warm breath from his lips and teeth sprinkled lightly and sometimes heavily on the pinna, extremely ambiguous He said, "Xiao Tiaoer must have been thinking about the main hall at the time! No, no, it should be said... She was very eager for the main hall, huh?"

The tone of the last word "um" rises slightly, with a strong nasal sound, like a groan of ambiguous love, humanity, and emotion in the bed.The speaker may have no intention, but the listener does. Blues feels that the desire that he just vented not long ago seems to be about to move again.

Regarding Xiu's almost flirty words, Lantiao was noncommittal, and smiled inexplicably, her emerald green eyes were quiet and deep.He will not shamelessly admit anything, even if it is true; but he is also unwilling to deny anything against his will, not only because of the loyalty of the demons to desire, but also because no matter what kind of excuses in this case are undoubtedly will push themselves into a more vulnerable position.

Smart as the Blues naturally wouldn't do that.

In the eyes of many people, Blues is proud and cold, so he would rather choose to retreat.

He tilted his head slightly, his delicate and elastic cheeks brushed against Xiu's thin lips close to his earlobe, drawing a light red ambiguous line, which was fleeting; finally, those lips were slightly dry as they brushed against him There was a slight pain in the lips, but it seemed to cause a small electric current to swim and wander in every corner of the body.The heart is still beating, even the frequency has not changed, neither has the slightest speed up nor the slightest slow down, just like usual, but Blues can clearly feel that something is different.

My heart is moving!

Trembling and trembling slightly, like a newly sprouted seedling, it is distressing to be cautious but at a loss.

He wanted to kiss him, not about desire, not about possession, just simply wanted to kiss him—worship his lips, his skin, his heart like a pious martyr...

In fact, he was indeed planning to do so, but he lost the opportunity.Those lips that he had thought about for a long time had already landed on his lips, and they were printed lightly, without any extra color, as if they were kissing a breeze, a bright moon, a piece of winter snow...

tender kiss...

Lan Tuo suddenly wanted to cry, no one, no one in this world could understand his thoughts better than Xiu.

Whether in the past, present, or future...

never again...

(Resentment, resentment... no one leaves a message, it hurts us... cover your face and cry)