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In fact, Li Xuan has also been obsessed with him for a long time, but hesitant and entangled inexplicably, Wu Yuce knows this.But he has his pride, and it is already the limit to speak proactively, even if he persists to the end, he will not rush for an answer.

Wu Yuce felt nothing, the result was good, everything was fine.

But Li Xuan has always blamed himself deeply.

Helping those two people this time is also because I saw the shadow of myself in the past.

"Ace..."

Seeing that he was silent, Li Xuan hugged him even tighter.

"Rather than talking about it," Wu Yuce hugged him back, "I hope you--do it yourself."

Then, it's your wish.

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In fact, the main reason why I put this in the side story instead of the main text is that the content of this paragraph is actually... quite... RP... If it is put in the main text, it will really affect the moment when two people are in love. atmosphere.

What kind of topic do you want?

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Once the eyes met, it was like smearing glue, and they were inseparable.Hands unconsciously grasped each other, pulled each other closer and hugged.The desire to get closer led to the rapid deepening of the kiss, which was like a touch of water. The medicine had already fallen on the ground, and the two kept exchanging hugs and kisses before pouring it onto the bed.

Rather than using drugs to suppress it, it is better to just combine it like this.

——No one uttered this sentence, but tacitly stripped each other's clothes, serious and excited, like a child opening a long-awaited gift.

Seeing the opponent's naked skin, the sentry stopped hesitantly and looked over in confusion.During the bewildering moments of enduring the fever of bonding alone, he had fantasized about having skin-to-skin contact with this person countless times, but every time he could only think of breathing, caressing, and kissing, he never thought about how to do it.

If he thinks calmly, he may be able to deduce the specific method, but at this moment, the thunderous beating in his chest and the burning heat in his body have covered his mind with a layer of fog, making it difficult to think clearly about even the simplest questions.

This confusion mixed with strong lust was clearly conveyed to the guide who was also a bit helpless. The latter suppressed his instinctive impulse and called him hoarsely: "Xiao Zhou... I'll come?" Jiang Botao reluctantly consulted the other party's opinion with the last bit of rationality.

Even the voice, as long as it comes from this person, is no different from a supreme aphrodisiac at this time. Zhou Zekai's thoughts suddenly became more hazy, and he reluctantly let out a "huh", staring at him deeply, but his eyes couldn't catch him. Focusing on the focal length, it is a bit blurred and I can't see clearly.As if wanting to clearly identify the person in front of him, Gun King stretched out his hand and leaned towards his face.

Letting out a soft sigh, the magic swordsman let the hand touch his face, and then stretched out his hand to catch it to his lips, one finger, one finger, one finger, one finger He licked and kissed carefully, not even letting go of the neatly manicured nails, and traced its outline with the tip of his tongue.

Overly careful movements left tiny flames wherever they went. They were not intense flames combined with heat, but slow simmering fires, just like the patience of a famous chef, increasing the concentration of lingering.

An extremely gentle kiss, slowly falling from the fingers to the palm, drawing a circle there, and starting from the place where the pulse on the wrist is the most obvious, along the inner side of the strong arm, all the way to the shoulder with slightly raised muscles.

Sentinel's five senses, which were already exceptionally sharp, couldn't resist this skin-grinding provocation, wanting more, wanting more, wanting more... But he couldn't say anything, his bright black pupils were completely out of focus Because of anxiety and lust, the water is shining, and under the water, there is a burning fire of desire.

When the hand that lingered on his body for a long time finally left, Zhou Zekai instinctively grabbed it back, but he didn't know what to do, so he had to follow his instinct of wanting more, and put the hand closest to his heart. Location.

Pressing his palms against his chest, as if feeling his heartbeat.

"I like you."

For the third time this evening, Jiang Botao said this sentence.The desire that could not be hidden had already messed up his breathing, and his voice was also deep and hoarse, which made Zhou Zekai feel an indescribable itching all over his body starting from his ears.

It was also the last complete sentence between them.

Limbs are exposed, defenseless, to the finest caresses and kisses.The movement, which was so long that it was close to torture, made the lips that seldom make a sound unconsciously exhale fiery breath, and the young body writhed impatiently, like a restless hot soil, begging for more in-depth cultivation.

Consciousness only exists in the touched parts, and endless emotions pour in through the connected skin.The kisses and caresses given by him were magnified infinitely by the sentinel's extremely sensitive body, and returned without any discount through the connection of emotional flow. The illusion that the outline of the body was gradually blurred made Jiang Botao unconsciously hold his breath.

When rationality had completely dissipated, this tour with lips, tongue and fingers finally reached the most sensitive area of ​​Zhou Zekai's lower body.Unexpectedly, as soon as he came into contact with the skin that was different in color from other parts, the gun king frowned tightly, the sharp pain, the displeasure brought by the pain, and the pleasure that was distorted by this pain rose at the same time .The cylinder that has been overused for half a month to relieve the heat of bonding has become so painful just by accumulating lust, and it is difficult to bear any touch.

Feeling his pain, the guide gave up the spear of the gun king, slowly separated the opponent's slender legs, and opened up the unexplored secret realm.He took out the lubricant he got from someone else from nearby, squeezed out a large portion without hesitation, carefully applied it to the entrance, and slid it into half of his fingers.

An unexpected place was invaded, Zhou Zekai screamed in a low voice, but as the rough fingertips played with the soft inner wall gradually, his legs opened unconsciously, and the panting from his throat became more and more intense. The sweeter it is.As if he felt that one finger was too lonely inside, Jiang Botao carefully put another one in, and there was almost joy, he welcomed his finger in and wrapped it warmly.When the number of such unexpected visitors increased to three, the unknown mansion of the Gun King has been shrinking regularly, and the unrelieved depression made his breathing a bit like sobbing, and his toes curled up unbearably. But the legs are still wide apart obediently, like a silent invitation.

Even though his patience is extraordinary, the magic swordsman has reached the edge of being unable to bear it anymore. Even if he feels sorry for the other party and does not want to burden him with his body, at the moment when the arrow is on the string, he can't hold back. He pulls out his finger and directly replaces it with his body.The gun king let out a short cry, unable to tell whether it was pain or joy, his hands hugged the intruder's shoulders as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Entering slowly, moving out quickly, entering forcefully, moving out gently, the seemingly simple piston movement has turned into many tricks. Gun King's most sensitive and fragile interior.The keen sense of touch made every movement in Zhou Zekai's body extremely vivid, and the pleasure beyond tolerance was like pain. When a certain indescribable beauty was repeatedly attacked, he finally cried out unconsciously, and his slender legs also burst into tears. Self-taught wrapped around the opponent's waist, the whole body was like a leaf in the wind, trembling unconsciously because of this pleasure beyond the limit.

As the emotions rise, the empathy gradually increases, and the emotional flow of each other becomes more integrated.The moist breathing and fine panting did not sound like they sounded in the room, but more like reverberating directly in the mind and in the body.I no longer have the extra reason to analyze and sort out the other party's feelings, and I can't even tell which is my own and which is the other party. I can only gradually die in the warm and intense heat wave.

Is this the combination in the legend... The remaining thoughts only flashed in the guide's mind for a moment, and then they were completely washed away by the ensuing torrent of desire.

In the tide of emotion, as if the illusion of losing himself, the young guide instinctively hugged the flexible limbs in front of him like grabbing driftwood. This inadvertently deeper movement suddenly squeezed out a series of impossible words from the other party's mouth. Moaning in tune.

Zhou Zekai's cheeks were already drenched with unexplained tears, and his extremely sensitive five senses inevitably reminded him of the fusion heat inside and outside his body. Following the shaking movements, he unconsciously puffed out his chest, as if taking the initiative to send the jewelry on his chest to him. The opponent's hand is average.The magic swordsman's dexterous fingers did not miss the plaything delivered to the door, and he gently squeezed it and twisted it slowly, which made the gun king frowned and moaned, unconsciously screaming again and again.The lips that were slightly parted in order to scream were bluntly blocked, and the tongue that had lost its pain was gently sucked, and the cry turned into an indistinct whimper, which disappeared directly into the guide's mouth.

The tear-stained, whimpering King Gunner seemed to have an unimaginable sense of fragility, and at the same time, an unimaginable sense of beauty.Originally, the two of them seldom talked when they were together; at this moment, there was only meaningless panting, moaning, and the continuous sound of water coming from the connection between their bodies.

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When this affair finally came to an end, Zhou Zekai was already covered with a white liquid that he didn't know whether it was the other party or himself. His crying and swollen eyes were unfocused and stared blankly at the sky, unable to recover for a long time.After going through this somewhat out-of-control combination, Jiang Botao also felt a little weak in the waist, but seeing him like this, he got up and went to get water and towels to help his captain clean up.

While silently wiping away the traces left by himself, while feeling a sense of stability and stability, Jiang Botao suddenly felt very peaceful in his heart, as if everything was settled.like