After helping the protagonist escape from the lunatic, I was targeted [Through the Book]

"Sure?"

Xie Weihan narrowed his eyebrows slightly. From Shen Luyang's point of view, the man's complexion was cold and fair, his facial features were thick and handsome, his black hair was slightly messed up by his random touch just now, and he quietly raised his eyes at this moment, looking lazily Looking at him, it seems that he is quite looking forward to the answer.

Shen Luyang's soul was hooked away, and he nodded deliriously: "Sure."

Xie Weihan didn't agree immediately, and thoughtfully gave Shen Luyang enough time to think about what his words meant.

It's a pity that Shen Luyang is lonely and courageous now, excited about what will happen next.

Xie Weihan unhurriedly took off his watch and put it on the table beside him, the corners of his lips curled up.

Gougou probably feels that he can finally get his boyfriend to open up and stop being depressed, and he is overjoyed that he has done another important thing worthy of credit.

Covering the smile in his eyes, Xie Weihan asked softly: "Are you sure, Yangyang?"

Shen Luyang nodded without hesitation, kissed his lips and said, "Really, I'm ready, let me see quickly, Teacher Xie."

Xie Weihan accepted the lingering kiss, moved the hand holding his neck to the back of the neck, pressed and kneaded his fingers vigorously, the pain and numbness made the glands a little red.

The hot cocoa in the air is transpiring, and the flowers are trembling slightly, as if they are thirsty for the warm and sweet aroma.

Under the beautiful and attractive buds, there is a greedy desire baring its fangs.

Shen Luyang closed his eyes indulgently, opened his mouth and let the other party snatch the little oxygen left.

The lips are soft, fragrant, and smell of red wine. Every time I suck it, I feel like an alcoholic is licking the mouth of the bottle, not leaving a drop of wine.

Xie Weihan hooked the tie with his pale fingers, pulled it, and untied it with one hand. Before Shen Luyang could react, he put his arms around his back and held the protruding wrist with his right hand.

Shen Luyang said "Oh", and subconsciously wanted to turn around, but was so tempted by the kiss in front of him that he didn't want to separate, so he could only open his mouth obsessively...

When Xie Weihan's lips left, his two hands were tied tightly behind his back by the tie, unable to move.

The knot on the tie is beautiful.

If Shen Luyang could see it, he would find that it was exactly the same as the knot on Xie Weihan's apron that made his mouth dry.

Shen Luyang froze for a few seconds, tried to break free, but the tie did not move at all.

Realizing something, Shen Luyang panted and asked, "Want...to do this? It's not convenient, I can't move..."

Shen Luyang swallowed his saliva when the memory was flipped back to the rabbit ears, but he could actually move, but it was difficult to operate.

Leg pain.

The arm was forced to reverse, and the two wrists were tightly pressed together. Shen Luyang had to straighten his body to try to adapt to the discomfort in his shoulders. What was even more unbearable was the state of being basically unable to resist.

Xie Weihan supported his waist, supported him to stand up, turned around, and sat on his lap again with his back facing.

Shen Luyang's face instantly changed from Xie Weihan's face to blooming roses.

Different colors, growing enchantingly in the thorns, enjoying the beauty given by the tribulation, or it gave birth to the tribulation.

Xie Weihan's long left leg suddenly fell flat, leaving only one leg bent up, supporting Shen Luyang's body from slipping to the ground.

Shen Luyang was suddenly like a person who was bound and thrown on the edge of a cliff, crumbling.

Looking at the abnormally sharp rose thorns growing around, Shen Luyang's Adam's apple rolled slightly, like the fear of seeing a flame, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

The incident happened suddenly, Shen Luyang hadn't realized how to get into this dangerous posture, subconsciously tried to tap the ground with his toes, leaned back, trying to stay away from the danger.

At the critical moment, a hand with sharp joints was suddenly placed on the back, gently moving along the curvature of the spine.

Shen Luyang felt uneasy about being licked by a cold-blooded animal.

At this distance, if he didn't sit still and fell on the thorn, he might poke his eyes blind, and if he couldn't poke his eyes, he would be disfigured if he scratched his face.

It was too dangerous, he stared straight at the thorn closest to him, his whole body tensed up with tension.

At a critical moment, he subconsciously shouted: "Mr. Xie..."

The person who responded to his request did not respond in time.

Slowly moving fingertips slid down to the back of the waist, covering the entire palm, through the thin fabric of the sweater, one could even feel the changes in the strength of the knuckles, gently caressing them.

Like caressing a fragile petal, pity and tenderness.

The danger in Shen Luyang's mind suddenly softened, and clusters of fingers on the back of his waist ignited the fire on his body. His mouth was parched, and his waist twisted unbearably, as if hiding or thirsting.

Even though they have been together for so long, Xie Weihan will easily push him until his legs are weak, and he will become hot all over after holding on for a long time, without the slightest strength to resist.

With the thumb pads on the side of the waist, following the depth of the shark muscle, he stroked and pressed vigorously on the thin waistline, Shen Luyang's pupils constricted, his whole body flicked, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath.

With distracted eyes, I felt that I was working so hard to exercise just to make it easier for Xie Weihan to grab these places and massage him at any time.

The hands behind his back unconsciously grabbed Xie Weihan's shirt, and with his head down, indulged indulgently in the pain and pleasure given by the other party... at the moment when he fully enjoyed it.

Suddenly, the waist was pushed lightly.

Like the cruelest executioner, he knows how to execute the criminal law at the extreme of pleasure, so that people can fall into the peak of fear.

Shen Luyang lost his balance in an instant, and sat on Xie Weihan's right leg, moving his upper body forward with inertia.

The distance between the eyeball and the thorn he was looking at just now was shortened to centimeters.

As long as you breathe, you will hit it.

Piercing eyeball, shed bright red.

He opened his mouth, his voice stuck in his throat in panic, and he couldn't even call out for help.

The moment he continued to slide, Shen Luyang suddenly closed his eyes, and then felt the tie between his wrists being caught by his fingers.

After a while, he dared to open his eyes, and his breathing almost stopped after just one glance.

He hangs a few centimeters from the thorn.

Shen Luyang opened his mouth, his breathing was unsteady, his chest heaved violently, and cold sweat fell from the corner of his forehead.

The mood changed from the charming one just now to the horror and horror in an instant. The heartbeat was chaotic and violent under the stimulation of fear, but the body was strangely sensitive, unable to withstand the slightest disturbance.

His voice was dry and trembling at the end: "Mr. Xie, it's too dangerous, you hold me... Pull me up, hurry..."

Xie Weihan hooked the tie around his wrist with one hand, and held his chin with the other hand, hugging him from behind.

The chin rested lightly on his shoulder, rubbed against his shoulders, raised his head, his bright red lips wrapped around his earlobe, which was reddened by fear, like eating a piece of sweet candy.

Shen Luyang's chin was forcefully pushed up by his fingers, and the wet and hot touch on his ears carried a different kind of intimacy. He stared at the thorn in front of him, but he couldn't restrain the sensations in his body caused by various strong stimuli... The air seemed to be splashed with a whole cup Hot cocoa is sweet and greasy, and the bitterness is completely replaced.

The heat sprayed by the breath and the slippery suck appeared at the same time, Shen Luyang frowned impatiently and swallowed dryly.

His toes curled up, the toe of the shoe on the ground slipped unsteadily, his whole body trembled, his eyes got closer to the rose thorns——

"Mr. Xie!" The sharp point is the most powerful oppression, and Shen Luyang trembled indistinctly at the end, "It's too close...it's so dangerous, move back a little bit, Mr. Xie, can you move a little bit?"

The fingers hooked on the tie were entangled between his tight fingers, touching softly, the slightly cool fingertips penetrated into the gap, and separated the fingers that were tightly clenched due to tension, interlocking fingers until the knuckles turned white...

Pain hides the most primitive madness, and despicably uses love as a sweet cover, which makes people unable to resist.

Each finger was well kneaded and wrapped, and the nails scraped against the soft and fragile joints between the fingers. The strange feeling climbed from the arms to the spine, making Shen Luyang want to rub his chin and hold his chin tightly, which hurts finger.

The kiss on the earlobe moved to the back of the ear, sucked out the strawberry against the small piece of skin, and then licked it carefully, the heat of the exhaled scalded him.

In front of him was the danger of blood splashing on the spot at any time, but his body was covered with extremely gentle caresses. Shen Luyang's heartbeat became heavier and heavier, his mind was being roasted on the fire, but he collapsed and found that he could only feel warmth.

The body covering the back is warm and exudes an intoxicating aroma of wine.

The thorns in front of my eyes were suddenly blurred, and the focus moved to the pink rose next to the thorns at some point, and the water droplets were sprayed meticulously, making it so delicate and beautiful.

Make people addicted, but also let people get a moment of sobriety

Shen Luyang tipped his toes, and his body finally moved up a little as he wished, and the distance from the thorn in front of him became a little safer.

The ear moistened by the kiss was finally let go, and Xie Weihan pressed against his ear, with a lazy and sexy voice, panting casually: "Don't like it? Rose is my favorite flower, don't you want to touch it?"

"No...I want to touch it with my hand, the thorn is about to poke my eyes...Mr. Xie, can I touch it with my hand?" Shen Luyang was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out.

The toes landed hard on the ground, and the back was pressed against Xie Weihan's chest, hoping to stay away from the rose thorns.

The adrenaline is rushing, the heart is beating wildly, and the blood flow drives every cell in the body to run overloaded.

Even if it was done before, it was quite exciting, and Xie Weihan never really put him in danger, at most it would hurt "a little bit".

Only now did Shen Luyang understand what Xie Weihan said, and why he asked "Are you sure" so many times.

Those so-called "bite injuries" are literally.

Xie Weihan wanted to hurt him, to tie him up, to prevent him from leaving, to... tame him.

The thin sweat on the forehead glowed faintly under the gloomy sky, and the rapid breathing began to relax because of the tingling cognition, for fear of disturbing the quietness of the devil.

Xie Weihan slowly felt the unsteady heartbeat on the side of his neck, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly, "Don't you just run away after you untie it?"

Shen Luyang was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold him back, so he fell into the rose bushes by himself, saying indiscriminately: "I won't run away, don't use thorns, if you want, you can use your hands and teeth."

The tip of Xie Weihan's nose lightly rubbed against his ear, and his eyes fell on the beautifully blooming rose in front of his eyes, "Doesn't Yangyang like what I like?"

Shen Luyang was itchy from being rubbed, and turned his head to hide for a while. This was a proposition, but he didn't care about that much: "It's too dangerous, I'll move back a little, Mr. Xie, hold me back."

Xie Weihan's voice was as gentle as a gust of ethereal wind, but cut his throat sharply: "Want to run?"

"without me--"

"Yangyang, I can't leave you."

The sudden confession made Shen Luyang's ears warm, and he said foolishly: "Me too, I love—"

Xie Weihan kissed the side of his neck, then moved away from his back and leaned on the back of the chair.

At the moment when Shen Luyang's body began to slide, he hooked the tie with his index finger and middle finger again, and grabbed him in a virtual way.

Looking down at the struggling and terrified person in front of him, his expression faded, but the bottom of his eyes became more and more beautiful.

The tip of the tongue lightly licked.

Shen Luyang turned his back and couldn't see Xie Weihan. The weight of his whole body was hanging on those two slender white fingers. Xie Weihan's abnormal indifference was the biggest source of his uneasiness, so his panic doubled.

Shen Luyang felt that he was only less than two centimeters away from the thorn, and he couldn't hold his breath any longer. He seemed to have run 2000 meters in a chaotic manner. The strong anxiety made him ignore other things, and bumped against Xie Weihan with his leg. legs.

Fear gradually turned into anger under the other party's indifference, he thought he could tolerate Xie Weihan unconditionally, but he was wrong.

He has been used to have a temper, a dog who can't eat candy will be anxious.

He said with the last of his rationality: "Mr. Xie, let me go, the thorn is going to hit my eyes... You want to play, let's play later, huh?"

When he was about to lose his temper, Xie Weihan finally spoke out, and ambiguously drew circles on his waist with his fingertips: "Yangyang, this is a punishment for disobedient dogs."

"Where am I disobedient?" Shen Luyang couldn't stand his tone now, it wasn't the tone his boyfriend spoke to him, Xie Weihan was always affectionate and cheerful towards him, even if he was angry, he would restrain himself make him miserable...

The current strangeness made him feel too uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth and endured it, but still couldn't help saying, "Mr. Xie, I'm not a dog. I don't look like a Samoyed when I smile."

Don't be jealous with a dog, Shen Luyang!

You can't be a stand-in for a dog, you poor luck!

Shen Luyang couldn't figure it out.

Even if Xie Weihan didn't suppress his instinct, shouldn't he still love him?

Could it be that the instinct is to ignore him, to hurt him, to look at him indifferently like now and be afraid?

Fuck him!Teacher Xie is reluctant!

Xie Weihan hooked his tie with one hand, and the other hand fell on his waist, he opened his palm and held it empty, and then along the depth of the muscle, he suddenly pinched hard.

The strange pain was accompanied by unspeakable sourness, and Shen Luyang almost burst into tears, because the thorn in front of his eyes did not dare to move again, and his whole body was tense like a spring that was about to lose its elasticity.

The waist and abdomen are hard to the touch, but soft to the touch.

Seems useless.

His lips began to tremble, his waist trembled, as if he had done hundreds of push-ups, he felt that the force on the tie was getting weaker and weaker, his body leaned dangerously, and Xie Weihan began to be silent again.

The big wolf dog finally broke out in fear and anger.

"Stop making trouble, Mr. Xie! My back hurts, don't pinch it...it really hurts!"

Damn, you feel bad!

Seeing his body leaning forward uncontrollably and getting closer to the flower stalk, Shen Luyang watched in disbelief as he fell towards the damned thorn, and shouted in silence: "Mr. Xie! Xie Weihan! Stop messing around! My eyes-"

Hooking the tie with his fingers, he moved slightly to the side, causing his body to lean.

Shen Luyang's eyelids brushed against the sharp-edged leaves, barely avoiding the thorns.

The culprit spoke casually, as if he had done nothing, and asked him calmly, "Do you still want to run?"

While speaking, the hands with strong finger bones slid on the undulating texture of his back, and Shen Luyang felt comfortable as if he had been electrocuted. Obviously, his eyes and thorns almost hit him just now, but he still couldn't control his unsatisfactory body and indulged in the other's touch.

He twisted his arms and struggled violently, kissing the petals with his lips, the contrast between beauty and danger was extreme.

"Xie Weihan! If you dare to let go, I dare to leave. Just now you know——"

The rose on Shen Luyang's lips was cruelly torn off, and the slender fingers clamped the light pink residual petals, and pressed them cruelly to the mouth that screamed angrily.

The petals were pressed against the pale lips, and the crushed juice stained the lips red.

The bitterness and fragrance bloomed at the same time, Shen Luyang's anger was returned to his mouth, his lips were covered, and he wanted to shake off the broken petals, but let a little bit of saliva drip down the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.

The mouth was pressed, sour and astringent.

Shame and Xie Weihan's indifferent dominance made him aggrieved and angry, he shook his head vigorously and struggled, and mumbled broken syllables: "I'm so fucking far away..."

The man behind him allowed him to swear without hesitation, his fingertips ran over the wetness, and he calmly let go.

There was a low laugh of unknown meaning, and the hand holding the tie was also released——

Like a kite with a broken string, Shen Luyang followed the strength of the other party's push and fell towards the rosebush full of thorns...

The surrounding pictures suddenly slowed down, and he seemed to clearly hear his heartbeat from fast to slow in an instant, and his eyes widened from shock.

When danger is imminent, there is still time to think.

Actually pushed it.

Really.

pushed! ! !

After thinking so much, he actually only moved forward an inch, but the strong inertia made him feel that he would be disfigured or blind in a second.

So when Xie Weihan stopped his waist and pressed him into his arms, Shen Luyang completely let go, and survived the catastrophe.

Opening his mouth blankly, leaning on Xie Weihan's shoulder, his eyes were loose.

The cheeks are a little cold, something flows into the mouth, salty...

He cried with fright.

No.

crying.

His hands and feet were trembling slightly, his breathing couldn't return to the normal frequency for a long time, his body muscles contracted, and his hands behind his back grabbed Xie Weihan's shirt again, firmly grasping it.

He turned his head slowly, staring at Xie Weihan's indifferent face with red eyes, there were still tears on his face, hanging on the tip of his nose, as if he had been bullied so badly, and he wanted to cry with his teeth bared stubborn dog.

It makes people feel distressed, and it also makes people feel more like bullying.

Shen Luyang called him hoarsely: "Xie Weihan."

The indifference is like an illusion, which is replaced by intimacy and love in an instant.

Xie Weihan's black eyes were soft, and when he heard this, he held the back of his head with his palm, kissed his lips lightly, and was extremely considerate: "Are you scared?"

The tight string in his heart was loosened suddenly, Shen Luyang was stunned for a moment, almost crazily and eagerly seized the initiative.

Sucking his lips hard, feeling the tenderness that finally appeared, he asked anxiously with his voice trembling: "Mr. Xie? Mr. Xie?"

Xie Weihan hugged him, turned him around, brushed his fingertips casually over the bound wrists, and then casually moved away, deepening the longing kiss.

Holding Shen Luyang's lower lip, the bottom of the eyes with clear lines was glowing with a familiar light red, and the aroma of red wine permeated the air, delicately wrapping the tense hot cocoa.

"Well, I'm here, don't you like that?"

In a word, Shen Luyang couldn't hold back his tears, and died of grievance.

He moved his shoulders, buried his whole face into Xie Weihan's neck, kissed his collarbone, and said in a hoarse voice with a rare cry: "I don't like it, Mr. Xie, don't do that, just kiss me, kiss me, say you like me."

Xie Weihan kissed his exposed neck according to his words, his warm lips made people feel relieved and indulged, and his deep voice lingered in his ears: "I like you, I love you."

Kissing his chin, Xie Weihan continued: "I can't live without you, I want you..."

Shen Luyang sniffed his nose and rubbed the tip of his nose wet with tears against his neck. His body was soaked in the aroma of drunk red wine. The extreme fear gave birth to a crazily growing desire. He bit Xie Weihan's Adam's apple, panting and said: "Mr. , you hold me."

Xie Weihan held the hand behind his waist and pressed it hard, the palm was warm.

Shen Luyang enjoyed the atmosphere of "the real Teacher Xie", and softly hugged him in his arms: "Mr. Xie, I can't help it, help me... just now, I was scared to death, you—" I have to accompany you I lost my spirit, I want to be a boss.

The arc of Xie Weihan's lips deepened, he opened his mouth, and bit his red, bleeding ear, "Afraid?"

The tingling pain made Shen Luyang startled, he wanted to move, but found that he was still tied up, "What? Of course I was scared, I almost—"

Xie Weihan's arms around his waist slowly tightened, and he stroked again, smiling lowly, mercilessly pointing out his lies: "If you are afraid, why do you feel it?"

Shen Luyang froze suddenly, and slowly raised his head.

This is not his Teacher Xie! ! !