Doomsday Egg

, suffering from this pain now? ! "

"This... is indeed true, but I really never thought about it..."

"Then trouble you to think about it from now on! I've had enough of being a matchmaker among you!"

After Tang roared furiously, he pulled open the car door, and Mo Ya quickly fell on the seat in shock, rolled up the sheet and curled up into a ball, trembling uncontrollably.

What's going on... Viteri just said not to hug her... Don said just now that he likes Vitri's, and that he doesn't want to be a matchmaker...

Why do they say these things?

Tang is a big idiot!Who does he like? Why should he make a judgment?In fact, it is obvious that I treat him more...

……Even?

Wait, am I comparing Don and Vittoria?

My feelings for the two of them are obviously different...

...No...is it really different?

Moya's mind was in confusion. He was obviously listening to the two people outside, but because of the gradual surge of resistance, he was struggling with who he was more interested in. He couldn't filter those contents into something he could understand immediately. speech.

"...I said, Tang, what's the matter with you...inexplicable..." Viteri blocked the front of the car door, and gently closed the door from behind, "It's not like you to be so calm, Moya, okay? It's easy to fall asleep, let's go a little further and then I'll trouble you to explain the whole story slowly, okay?"

"I...! What else can I say... Tsk!"

Tang was choked back by the other party's words, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized his gaffe, smacked his lips in self-defeating, turned around and walked under the big tree not far from the car, after Viteri followed, the people around the van The uproar was finally subsided temporarily.

Moya nestled in the back seat, listening to the sound of the two people's footsteps drifting away, the hand holding the quilt unconsciously relaxed, but his mood became tighter and tighter.

What... those two bastards...

He didn't hear clearly why the two were arguing, but it was indeed something related to his relationship.

Although Viteri didn't know why, his attitude of refusal was already very obvious, while Tang showed an attitude of wanting to get rid of the burden, desperately trying to push himself to others.

However, I... have feelings similar to love for these two people who can't possibly become any special existence...?

……Do not make jokes.

He's not that lowly... He doesn't want to do things like begging or twisting unsweet fruits!

That's right, ignore him, ignore him at all, let him be bitten by insects and die early!

Moya turned over and stared at the instrument display at the end of the pipeline connected to his lower body—the unknown creature pulsating in his abdominal cavity like a fetus, secretly clenched his fists.

Wiping away the tears, he lifted the quilt, carefully unplugged the pipeline that was reconnected not long ago, clutched his stomach and swayed to the car door, and opened a gap—seeing the two The "bastard" was blushing under the big tree not far away, and had no time to take care of the situation here. While he was relieved, he felt a little disappointed at the same time.

Take heart... Moya, you can do it yourself...

It's not useless... You won't even die!

Thinking of this, he mustered up a burst of strength and opened the car door the size of a human body.

Before going out, he looked back into the car reflexively, and his eyes caught sight of the coat on the medical shelf in the front row.

That's—Don's.

However, it has been worn on myself before.

"Since you don't like me, don't be so gentle with me..."

Moya grabbed the jacket, buried his face in the faint grassy scent for a moment, then put it over his head and got out of the car, quickly flashing past the sight of those who were arguing under the tree, to the unknown Flee in the dark.

The mist steamed on the porcelain wall, wrapping around the two entangled bodies.

The warm and moist feeling of tolerance is sensitive and sharp, and the happiness that can paralyze the peripheral nerves permeates the chestnut-haired man's body.

Unable to think, he was so floated that he didn't know where he was. The only thing he could see was the pair of originally clear blue, which was full of desire at this time, shining at his waist.

"Cole... no... okay, don't..."

Kelan's fingers pierced|inserted into the boy's hair, scratching randomly, as if he wanted to tear the other party away from him, and it seemed that he was simply expressing his feelings at the moment.

"Klan...so delicious..."

The young man's busy lips poured provocative evil, and he refused to let go of the host's reaction, staring at the host's expression until his eyes were covered by a slightly ashamed palm.

"Stop...playing, I'll make it..."

Kelan was tormented by this continuous but not exciting enough behavior to reach the peak, and he was about to go crazy, but he still tried his best to condense what little reason he had left to refuse Cole's appreciation of his depraved appearance, but when he stretched out his other hand to desire When the center wanted to release it as soon as possible, the blue-red jelly caught his movements from nowhere.

"No...it's not enough."

Cole chuckled, tilted his head slightly upwards, hooked his tongue deftly, and the tip of his tongue just passed the palm of Kelan's eyes that was used to cover his eyes. The sudden light itching made Kelan tremble suddenly, and instinctively moved his arm away , and in the next second, he bumped into a few passionate eyes that wanted to swallow him up.

"you……!"

He immediately understood that this guy did it on purpose.

Not a bodily|fluid interaction out of necessity, but just...

To annoy him on purpose, to annoy him on purpose, to toy with him and have fun doing it.

However, what scares Kelan is not Cole's excessive behavior one after another, but...

I feel more and more that "this is the normal" self.

If we continue to get along with this worm, not only the body, but even the spirit will be exhausted, as if he had it?

So, how long can I maintain my own state...?

When he was lost in that magical blue, he always had the illusion that the other party's face, which was exactly the same as his own, would eventually completely replace him...

Is this really possible?

"Kelan...want to be liberated?"

The boy lying on the side of the bathtub seemed to be aware of his hesitation and distraction. In order to attract attention, he raised his head and blinked his eyes twice. .

"Are you enough...?"

Kelan was irritated and confused by the pent-up depression that could not be released. As soon as Cole let go, he broke away from the not-so-firm bondage of the jelly, and turned his back to touch his own firmness.

In fact, it's almost... as long as...

"Well……?!"

Unexpectedly, in the few seconds when Kelan turned his back and focused his attention on his lower body, the trousers that he had just opened the front were pulled down by the person behind him, and the conditioned reflexive turning elbow was easily avoided. First, the instigator took advantage of the moment when his center of gravity was unstable, tightly wrapped his waist and dragged him into the bathtub!

The huge water splashed everywhere, and it can be said that Ke Lan, who was basically unprepared, choked several mouthfuls of the mixed liquid in the bathtub.

"What are you doing?! You little brat..."

Just when he was about to curse, Cole, who was hugging him from behind, twisted his head and kissed him.

The intertwined lips and tongues melted away the complaints, leaving only a messy breath and a nasal voice that was almost coquettish.

so charming...

……No way?Was that his own voice?Isn't it Cole's?

Kelan opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

No, to be so silent to such an extent, that's not him, not him!

"Let go...! What are you crazy about...!"

Kelan tried his best to push away Cole's claws clamping his jaw, struggling to get up from the bathtub, but it was impossible to do it because he was wrapped around his waist.

When a huge foreign object was firmly pressed against his back, he really felt the crisis coming.

"Klan...want to..."

Cole's hands moved around his upper and lower body, the words of desire | thoughts echoed in his ears, and the symbol of desire | desire rubbed near the secret mouth that was no longer covered by clothes behind him. All this indicated that he might experience the next encounter.

No...no...absolutely not!

Recalling the painful memories of being brutally entered before, Kelan panicked for no reason.

At that time, it only took a few seconds for him to be in pain until now. If he really did it, he might really die!

He can see that life and death have destiny, but not now.

Before he dies, he must at least...

"Brother! Come on!"

By the way, that's the reason - at least he has to put his sister who he saved so hard to get back!

"Cole...let go...don't do this!"

Kelan heard Lilith's voice from outside the door at a critical moment, and was instantly alert. The heat cooled down quickly, and he twisted his body sharply to break away from Cole's embrace, and staggered to his feet.

Unexpectedly, Cole did not stop Kelan from leaving, but frowned as if telepathically sensing the other party's thoughts.

"...It's her again, it's really a revenge."

After reading a sentence with unclear meaning, Cole puffed up his cheeks as if angry, and slid into the bathtub awkwardly, leaving only his cheeks above the water, staring resentfully at the man who had already stepped out of the bathtub.

"...Are you alright?" Kelan stepped out of the bathtub and pulled on his wet pants, hesitantly looked at the boy who was puffing up like a little frog, "I'll take care of... my sister."

"Oh."

Cole agreed lukewarmly at first, and then added behind his back when Kelan went to pull the bathroom door.

"It's useless to tell her not to burn again."

"……burn?"