Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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When he realized this, Du Guanjing was a little flustered.

He has never had the experience of coaxing others, and he doesn't know how to calm others down.

"Don't get out?" Xie Zhuo rolled his eyelids, and without saying anything like asking him to kiss, he was about to get up from the chair.

At this moment, Du Guanjing's hand was faster than his brain, and he pressed Xie Zhuo's knee, preventing him from getting up.

He didn't want to leave, and he didn't want his uncle to leave.

Xie Zhuo looked down at the pair of slender and cold hands on his knees, and said lightly, "Let go."

Du Guanjing pursed his lips, he didn't like Xie Zhuo talking to him like this, even scolding him would make him happier than the current indifference.

"Don't be angry." He said dryly, but only got a sneer from Xie Zhuo.

Looking down at the jade crown on Xie Zhuo's head, Du Guanjing seemed to have made up his mind.

His fingertips contracted slightly, and the man also bent down slightly.

Xie Zhuo only felt a heat on the top of his head, and the man's warm lips fell into his hair like a superficial touch of water.

Very young.

Unexpectedly, Xie Zhuo had seen so many yellow hearts that he jumped.

He forced himself to stabilize his mind, and said coldly again: "Let go."

At this moment, Du Guanjing finally showed a little puzzlement in his panicked eyes.

The uncle let me kiss him, he has already kissed, why is he still angry?

If he knew what he was thinking, Xie Zhuo would die of anger.

This guy actually has the guts to take this elementary school student's kiss as a kiss?

Xie Zhuo hoped that when he went out in the future, he would not say that his Taoist companion was him, because he could not afford to lose face.

The muscles of the people under him were tense, as if they were about to get up and leave in the next moment.

The panic in Du Guanjing's eyes became even worse, and finally he couldn't help lowering himself a bit, and his lips pressed tightly on Xie Zhuo's.

His lips are different from his own, they are too soft and too soft, Xie Zhuo has already experienced it in the past few days.

He opened his eyes very clearly, looked at Du Guanjing's tightly closed eyes, looked at his trembling eyelashes like a panicked butterfly, and for some reason, some pity rose in his heart.

With his appearance, he really looked like a prostitute who forced her into prostitution.

And Du Guanjing is that poor and beautiful oiran.

If he had some conscience, he would say a joke at this moment and push Xie Zhuo away.

However, Xie Zhuo has always been a person with no conscience.

Instead of pushing the man away, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and teased the trembling man who was nervous.

When Du Guanjing was struck by a wave of damp heat, his body froze as if struck by lightning.

Those offensive things that he didn't want to recall reappeared in his mind, making him feel a little hotter in his body.

He got up abruptly and hurried away with the sword.

The panicked figure of the man disappeared in the sky, Xie Zhuo couldn't help licking his lips.

Not to mention, the feeling of coercion is really good.

Since that day, Xie Zhuo seemed to have found something fun, and what he loves most every day is teasing Du Guanjing.

Kissed his lips, touched his hands, and occasionally rubbed his middle coat under his snow-white coat with his fingertips.

As for Du Guanjing, he looked shy and indifferent from the beginning to the end, and his quiet black eyes were full of unbearable moisture every day being forced by Xie Zhuo.

But maybe because he was teased a lot, this guy also has a lot of experience, and occasionally he can respond to him once or twice.

And every time this time came, Xie Zhuo became even more excited.