[Quick Wear] The villain always salivates at me

Lord shook his hand, and the silver chopsticks tapped lightly on the porcelain plate, making a crisp sound.

The roots of his ears were red, and a pair of gray-blue eyes were deep and deep, as if they were stirring a thin mist, making it difficult for people to see what emotions were hidden inside. Lord pursed his lips, his back trembling , he tried his best to stabilize his emotions, his voice was low and hoarse, "Master."

Looking at the expression on his face, Ruan Tang couldn't help but smiled obediently, and stretched out a hand to touch Lord's cheek, "Why, don't you want to?"

Lord only felt his master's soft fingers touch his cheek lightly, with a little warmth.

Obviously the temperature was not high, but he felt as if someone had scalded the apex of his heart, which made him flustered and almost unable to control himself.

He breathed heavily suddenly, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his whole figure was like a wild beast ready to go, ready to grab the soft-fur rabbit in front of him at any time.

Lord clenched his palms tightly, suppressing the longing and enthusiasm in his eyes. He lowered his head, lowered his eyelids, and replied in a low voice, "Yes, yes."

Ruan Tang just nodded, he held his chin, his round eyes were clear and bright, with a little tenderness, "Why are you so thin-skinned, you blush every now and then."

If he gets high in the future, won't he faint?

Lord hesitated and couldn't speak.

Ruan Tang had had enough teasing, so he let him go.

After the two of them had finished their meal, Ruan Tang gave Lord the two ancient books he had found and asked him to study them.

Today's weather is not very hot, there are gusts of cool wind blowing into the room outside, Ruan Tang lay on the wicker chair and read a book for a while, his eyelids started to fight after a while, he rubbed his eyes, holding the book in his hand The book "swiped" and fell to the ground.

Lord walked over lightly, picked up the book and put it aside.

He didn't leave either, he just dragged a chair and sat aside.

Fragmented and warm sunlight fell on Ruan Tang's eyelashes through the screen window. His eyelashes were long and thick, like a small brush. When they hung down, they looked like a bird with wings wet by rain butterfly.

Lord looked at it, and his eyes fell on Ruan Tang's lips.

The lips looked soft, with a thin red color, like the plump and bright strawberries I had eaten before, and after a light bite, sweet juice would flow out.

His gaze deepened, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand, touching the thin red lips little by little.

Just touching Lord was still a little dissatisfied. He stretched out his fingertips and rubbed the soft lips gently. After feeling the warm breath, he slowly touched Lord with his pale fingers. Those wet lips.

Lord's breathing was a little heavy, he swallowed his saliva, and slowly clenched his other hand tightly, trembling all over, as if he couldn't bear the stolen intimacy.

Ruan Tang seemed to be aware of something in his sleep, his lips parted slightly, the tip of his wet tongue lightly brushed over the cold fingertips, and subconsciously sucked it.

Lord was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his back was tense, his gray-blue eyes revealed uncontrollable desire and possessiveness, his breathing was short of breath, and his body reacted.

Now he didn't dare to continue to start the fire, and after rushing into the bathroom, he took a shower and solved his physical problems by the way.

However, this kind of touch, which was closer than usual, made Lord more or less satisfied.

But after being satisfied, there was a great emptiness again, his heart seemed to have a big crack, clamoring that it was not enough.

He can't wait to get in touch with more, like more, deeper and unhindered intimate contact, wanting to firmly occupy his master.

Not distributed to any one person.

After Ruan Tang took a nap, it was already afternoon, he sat up from the rattan chair in a daze, and when he looked up, he caught a glimpse of Lord sitting on the sofa.

He was wearing a simple shirt with the cuffs gently rolled up, holding a book in one hand, his face was calm and indifferent, although his brows and eyes were a little gloomy, but this did not detract from his beauty and handsomeness.

Ruan Tang stared in a daze for a while, then stood up subconsciously, and hugged Lord from behind.

He buried his cheek in the back of Lord's neck, and rubbed it lightly, with a bit of obedience. His final voice was raised, and his voice was soft, sweet, and a little crisp, "My servant is so beautiful."

Lord tensed up, always blushing easily, and now he squeezed the pages tightly.

Not nervous, but excited.

His voice was hoarse, "Master."

He crossed his legs and changed his position, for fear that his master would see his reaction.

Ruan Tang hugged for a while and then let go, his cheeks were flushed, and he couldn't help but patted his cheeks after he went to the kitchen.

I don't know why, but he always has a natural liking and dependence on Lord, as long as he is simply by his side, he feels very happy.

Not to mention this kind of involuntary intimate contact, which makes people both embarrassed and excited, and their heart beats faster.

Was his feeling for Lord not pure from the beginning?

Did he already fall in love with Lord and regard him as his own?

Ruan Tang pinched his little ears, recalling that he had blushed a little when he touched Lord these days. He took a deep breath and decided to fall in love with Lord.

He has to go back and ask the system how to chase people.

Lord didn't know what Ruan Tang was thinking in the kitchen, he always remembered what the master said at noon, and waited for him to take a bath.

As long as he thought of this, he could hardly see anything, and when he closed his eyes, he thought of his master's fair and delicate skin.

It's like the milky white jelly I've eaten before. It's soft and slippery. I don't know if it's sweet after a bite.

Lord took a sip of ice water, and the heat on his body finally subsided a bit.

After the two finished their meal, Ruan Tang sat in the living room and watched TV for a while. Lord's eyelashes trembled, and his heart was really not at peace. He couldn't help raising his eyelids and peeked at Ruan Tang, subconsciously. clenched his fingers.

Master, don't you want to take a bath?

After watching the series he was chasing, Ruan Tang finally stood up. He stretched and kicked Lord's calf with his toe, "Lord, get me the bath water."

Lord stood up abruptly and walked towards the bathroom.

Not long after, he heard his muffled voice coming from the bathroom, "Master, the bathtub has been filled with water."

Ruan Tang stepped on the slippers and walked to the bathroom. He unbuttoned his shirt and said to Lord, "Help me get my pajamas and bath towel."

Lord's eyes stopped on Ruan Tang's small collarbone, and he seemed to wake up when he heard Ruan Tang's words. He went out of the bathroom, found his clothes, and walked to the bathroom absent-mindedly.

As soon as he raised his head, the white jade-like back flashed past his eyes. Lord was in a daze for a while, and saw Ruan Tang half leaning in the bathtub.

Lord let out a muffled snort, as heat surged from under his body, and he subconsciously covered his nose.

Sure enough, a nosebleed.