After the breakup, I was taken away by the hero's good brother overnight [Transmigration Book]

Qin Ting's cheeks were flushed, he looked at the man in front of him with dim eyes, and his hand was still pinching his chin.

Qin Ting pushed him, and said in a reproachful tone, "You're pinching me."

The boy's almond eyes are round, and the brown pupils are shimmering. At this time, they are stained with a small smile, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, which is extremely attractive.

Jiang Yanzhuo's Adam's apple rolled, moved his hand away and changed its position, landed on his waist, and spit out two words, "delicate."

Qin Ting frowned lightly, "Nonsense, I'm a macho, I'm not so delicate."

"Okay, okay, my little hunk." Jiang Yanzhuo held the boy's hand, which was white and delicate, and it was very soft to hold.

Qin Ting put his head on his shoulder and said in a low voice, "A Zhuo, take me back, I'm not here."

"it is good."

Is there any reason not to obey the words of the sweetheart? Jiang Yanzhuo immediately got up and hugged him into the bedroom, put him on the soft mattress, leaned over and kissed his flower-like lips. Qing gently pushed it down.

Qin Ting's face was flushed, and he half covered his face with his hands and said, "Go to the sofa and bring me back the quilt."

Jiang Yan paused for a moment, his calloused fingers moved slowly, his breath sprayed on the boy's fair skin, and discussed: "Don't want it, I'm enough."

Qin Ting shivered reflexively, there was no way to hide, he struggled to get up, as if he was going to get it himself, "I want to cover myself with a quilt, I'm cold."

Jiang Yanzhuo lightly bit the tip of his ear, and laughed lowly, "After a while, you will be thrashing around, there is no place to put it down."

After finishing speaking, he immediately turned around and went back to the living room, took the quilt back, just walked to the door, raised his eyes and glanced at the person on the bed, he was stunned for a moment.

After Jiang Yanzhuo left, Qin Ting got up and dimmed the lights in the room. He tore off the bath towel in a near collapse. The front and back of the bath towel were stained with water at some point, and it was very wet and sticky. When he was about to wipe it secretly, he raised his eyes. He saw Jiang Yanzhuo standing at the door.

"Come back so quickly, are you running sprinting?" Qin Ting stopped his hands, threw the towel on the ground, blushed and heartbeated, and endured the man in front of him seeing every inch of his skin thoroughly.

Jiang Yanzhuo sat down beside the bed in silence, and threw the quilt inside.His eyes are also greedy, looking at his exclusive territory from top to bottom.

The light in the bedroom was slightly dim, but the boy's skin was so white that it glowed slightly, warming up like white jade.

Jiang Yan thought to himself, it's strange that there are people in this world who are whiter than the white shirt he is wearing.The white of the shirt is dull and dull, while Qin Ting's white is crystal clear.

He leaned over and kissed his forehead, eyebrows, nose tip, and when he moved to the bright red lips, he didn't move. Their breaths were intertwined, burning each other passionately, "My sound is so beautiful."

Qin listened softly at the end, "I don't look good."

"Everything is beautiful, even the bite mark on my chest is beautiful." Jiang Yanzhuo looked at the boy quietly, he has beautiful lip line.The red lips parted slightly, and between opening and closing, the white teeth and pink tongue were revealed.

Every time this kind of moment came, Jiang Yanzhuo never hid his infatuated love for him. Qin Ting blushed and closed his eyes. His heart sank, he pressed his hands on his shoulders, and pulled him towards him. His lips and tongue immediately was taken over.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yanzhuo's kiss today was very gentle, leaving aside the madness and ferocity, and gently sucking his lips and tongue almost obsessively, wrapping him tightly like a ball of spring water, and the love words are all intimacy Li swallowed everything.

Jiang Yanzhuo got up and wiped the corner of the boy's mouth. He was always very shy when he was intimate.He looked at the red marks and palm prints engraved on Qin Ting's fair skin, and smiled contentedly, clutching his wrist, refusing to let go.

Qin Ting lay on the soft mattress, his heart beating like thunder.He looked at Jiang Yan's uncontrollable look, and shook his hands to caress his handsome face. The bridge of his nose was high and straight, and his thin lips were lightly pursed. Even though his facial features were slightly sharp, his lines were straight and clear, but he was clear but not indifferent.

The wind howled and invaded, and the raindrops outside the window slammed on the glass. Qin Ting was distracted and turned his head to look out the window.But now that the curtains are closed, what can he see.As soon as his thoughts turned, he opened his eyes suddenly, his neck was half raised, and a beautiful arc was drawn.

He sighed uncontrollably, and wanted to reach out to grab the quilt, but his hands were ruthlessly bound again. After struggling to no avail, he let the spring water cover him.

The sound of the rain was mixed with a few sweet voices, the sheets were kicked straight, Qin Ting's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at the tall figure vaguely as if he was about to get up and leave, he shouted in a panic: "Don't go, What are you going to do?"

Jiang Yanzhuo sensed his emotions, hugged him in his arms, kissed his lips, and said softly, "Listen, I'll get my things and I'll be back soon."

Qin Ting's eyes gradually returned to clarity, and he nodded shyly.

Qin Ting'ai and Jiang Yanzhuo's hands are in love with each other to the extreme, their fingers are slender, their flesh and bones are even, and there is a sense of strength and thin flesh.But Qin Ting's feeling of collapse today was all caused by this hand.Even the thin calluses on the fingertips were a kind of torture, which disturbed his mind.

Jiang Yanzhuo's demeanor was slow again, with no trace of profanity in his eyes, as if he was studying a great event.He kissed Qin Ting's face carefully and densely, silently comforting him.

The water in Qin Ting's eyes was condensed, dangling, so fragile that he couldn't touch it.Jiang Yanzhuo took his hand, stuffed the square packing bag into his hand, put it in his ear and said, "Listen, yours is ready, it's your turn to prepare it for me."

These words made people blush with embarrassment, Qin Ting bit his lower lip, opened his round innocent eyes, tremblingly tore open the package, and hurriedly prepared for him.

Qin Ting lowered his eyes, and suddenly thought of a sentence he was joking about before, one radish and one pit.Jiang Yanzhuo, the unlucky big carrot, has fallen into his pit in his life.

He has only seen the scene of pulling out radishes, but he doesn't know how to plant the vigorously grown radishes back into the pit, and pass through the soft and narrow gaps to take root and absorb nutrients.

At this time, his boyfriend had a handsome face, and his slender eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. Qin Ting raised his neck, and in those bright eyes, he saw deep affection and pity, mighty, overwhelming, always to drown him.

Qin Ting raised the corners of his lips and called softly, "A Zhuo."

"Well, I'm here." Jiang Yanzhuo looked down at the person in his arms, his breath was sweet and sweet.His chest was burning hot, his heart was beating wildly, and every blow was heavy and powerful.

They fell on the soft bedding, and the snow-white bedding was piled up in layers, surrounding them.

Although Jiang Yan was careful, he couldn't avoid the painful tearing.Qin Ting's face was pale, his tea-brown hair was soaked with sweat, and the broken hair stuck to his forehead, and the eyes were filled with water vapor, which was pitiful and attractive.

Jiang Yanzhuo watched Qin Ting's teeth straining with distress, and he quickly stopped him, "Honey, don't bite your own wrist."

He handed his wrist to Qin Ting, "Change mine."

Hearing this, Qin Ting let go of his teeth obediently, looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, kissed his joints and wrist obsessively, and shook his head gently: "No, I don't want you to hurt." There was an instruction in his eyes to continue .

Jiang Yanzhuo pulled Qin Ting into his arms, endured multiple sufferings, and finally fulfilled each other's wishes.

The time was dragged on for a long time, Qin Ting digested the moment when his mind was blank, and instinctively called Jiang Yanzhuo: "Azhuo, kiss me."

"Boyfriend, kiss me."

The veins on his boyfriend's forehead were tense, as if they would break at any moment, Jiang Yanzhuo endured the pain, and he kissed the frightened boy pityingly, just wanting to give him a full sense of security.

Qin Ting's narrow and delicate face showed a smile, dimples were exposed brightly, and her beautiful lips became more rosy.He never expected that today's Jiang Yanzhuo was so gentle that every part of his body felt extremely comfortable, so gentle that he wanted to cry.

The swaying water vapor fell down quickly, and the curled eyelashes stuck together and slipped quietly from the corners of the eyes.

Jiang Yanzhuo loved him to the extreme, he was in his arms, he was in his heart, he was everywhere, "Baby, why are you crying?"

Qin Ting suppressed his constant humming, and murmured: "Why are you so gentle?"

Jiang Yanzhuo seemed afraid of crushing himself violently.All the love that surrounded him was extraordinarily tender in his movements.His boyfriend pampered him all the time in the caress.

Jiang Yanzhuo asked hoarsely, "Listen, who am I?"

"A Zhuo, what about your boyfriend?" Qin Ting began to cry, thin sweat appeared on his forehead, and he followed him with blurred eyes.

Jiang Yanzhuo couldn't bear the seductive eyes at all, all the tight strings were broken, his palms were squeezed together, his lips bit his thin earlobe, and rolled around along the neck line.

He watched with fascination that Qin Ting's fair face had been colored with a faint rosy red, as if she had applied blush, which was unique.The innocent quilt was ruthlessly thrown on the ground, and his body temperature could warm his listening.

Qin Ting is his, and this is his Tingting.

Jiang Yan hooked him, "Do you like me or not?"

Qin Ting's voice was sweet and greasy, as if he had eaten a lot of honey, exhausted, he raised his arms lazily, grabbed his tight muscles, and replied word by word: "A Ju, I love you. "

Hearing Qin Ting's answer, Jiang Yanzhuo's blood froze in an instant, and gradually became hotter and hotter, like magma that was about to burst out, eagerly rolling and breaking through the constraints, coming from everywhere and going everywhere.

They hugged each other tremblingly, Jiang Yanzhuo kissed Qin Ting thousands of times with red eyes, his restless mood was soothed and calm, and his heart was extremely at ease and peaceful.He finally got the baby of his dreams.

The folds on the bed sheet quietly ended its long journey in random accumulation and spread, random accumulation and spread.With the sound of rain ticking outside the window, everything in the silence is silently soaked.

After waiting for the long aftertaste to dissipate, Qin Ting stuck into Jiang Yanzhuo's arms in embarrassment, and kissed him obediently.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-2119:47:56~2021-09-2218:48:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Crane Yin; (=^▽^=)1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!