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Wen Lin is a wonderful person.

His "wonderfulness" does not lie in his ability to recite poems and paint paintings like the famous villain Miao Seng Wuhua, who is extremely elegant, but his beauty lies in his character of being as good as water.People in the world always think that water is soft, but they don't know that it is the most ever-changing. If you want, it can be turned into gentle and moist nectar, but it can also be turned into the hardest and most threatening ice.

Yes, hard ice.

……hard.

Ji Yao was thrown on the bed, his eyes were straightened, and he watched Wen Lin stretch out his hand in a daze, and stroked the slightly long hair to the back of his head, exposing his smooth forehead, then untied the belt, and took out the already stiff part.

He is a gentleman, and every move is pleasing to the eye. Ji Yao used to be amazed, saying that even with this kind of movement, Wen Lin can make it look like a celestial being, like picking flowers.And only now did he realize that that was what Wen Lin wanted him to see—now Wen Lin, after throwing away the burden of being an idol, did this gesture very rudely, with a bit of obscenity.

But it's manly and sexy.

Ji Yao couldn't help swallowing.

In the next second, he saw Wen Lin glance in his direction, and then pointed to the edge of the bed: "Kneel down."

Ji Yao suspected that he might be a little trembling in his bones, otherwise why would he kneel down after Wen Lin finished speaking.

Wen Lin walked up to him slowly, held it and brought it to his mouth: "Lick."

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"Who told you to hide!" Wen Lin snapped.He had never yelled at him before, this was the first time, and it was a little scary.

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He crawled out on hands and feet, whimpering: "Don't... I don't want to use this posture... ahhhh!" But Wen Lin ignored his resistance, grabbed his ankle and dragged him back, pressing him again Under the body, get a thorough.

"Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" Ji Yao trembled, feeling almost desperately what Wen Lin had given him, and it was over, he thought, he would be ruined.He felt like a delicate and weak flower bud, hiding its fragile flower core with layers of petals, but at this moment, his petals were densely enveloping the intruder, and they wrapped him weakly, letting the other party Ravaged his flower core with irresistible force, over and over again, tossing and rubbing, and he could only accept it tremblingly.

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Wen Lin leaned on him, passed a hand through his waist, and held him firmly in his arms, pressing his back against his chest, then leaned over, bit his ear, and whispered——the voice was still the same Very gentle: "Hey, how many times do I have to say it before you remember, don't give others a reason to hurt you, don't forget that I am also a man - I like you so much, when I see you, I want to fuck you, I can't wait I've ruined you, I've been so restrained, you still don't understand me, and you still want to provoke me—you said..."

When the string of tears finally rolled down from Ji Yao's eyes as if he couldn't bear it, Wen Lin finally ended the long kiss and completed what he had just said: "...Are you trying to die?"

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Wen Lin thought to himself, why does this person trust him so much? He obviously doesn't love him, yet he entrusts him with such heavy trust and is willing to give everything to him, as if he is sure that he will not hurt him.

But Wen Lin obviously wanted that very much.It is true that he loves Ji Yao deeply, but this love is mixed with resentment and hatred. He has thought countless times that it would be great if he could kill Ji Yao. Sometimes he really wants to kill him, and then kill him. Eat it into your stomach one bite at a time.

It is true that this is just a fantasy, in real life, he is not even willing to move Ji Yao's finger, seeing the other party hurt him more than the other party, but the desire to hurt the other party has always existed.

But this person still put on a look of letting him bully, really... really...

He closed his eyes, Ji Yao was still crying, and while hiding, he leaned over to look for his lips, like a wronged chick hiding under the wings of a mother bird to comfort - how can there be such a reason?How can a victim seek comfort like a perpetrator?

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Through the mirror, Wen Lin licked Ji Yao's ear, and continued what he just said: "... I wish I was not a human being, but a leopard or a dog, so that my thing could grow barbs, or Can knot... kill you."

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"..." Ji Yao panted, and waited until his brain, which had been completely blank with excitement, finally started to work again, and then gave him an annoyed look.Just as she was about to stand up and take a shower, the man pushed her back onto the big bed again.

Ji Yao: "..." He had a bad premonition.

Wen Lin probably ejaculated once because he didn't have the evil feeling just now, and he returned to his usual smiling appearance, but Ji Yao couldn't laugh anymore—only Wen Lin said: "You What to go, the appointment is to ruin you - we agreed."

After finishing speaking, he took out a handcuff out of nowhere, pinched Ji Yao's wrists, and locked them on the head of the bed with a click.

Ji Yao: "..."