National First Love and His Little Jasmine

"Just relax and you don't need to prepare anything."

After Meng Chuan finished speaking, he moved closer to Song Shiqing's neck, soft and lazy.

"Just relax and you don't need to prepare anything."

After Meng Chuan finished speaking, he moved closer to Song Shiqing's neck, and his soft lips pressed against his Adam's apple, causing him to roll violently.

Almost instantly, Song Shiqing had a strong reaction.

He pinched Meng Chuan's face, lowered his head to bite his lips, and said vaguely: "Don't kiss indiscriminately."

Meng Chuan enjoyed Song Shiqing's initiative very much, so he immediately relaxed his nerves, and his hands went down his waistline, and he was caught when he touched his waist.

Song Shiqing turned over and pressed him under him, took a deep breath, and then trapped his hands on his head, holding them firmly, "Don't move around."

The man on his body was red from the neck to the face, looking very drunk, and the tears in his eyes were hazy, no matter how attractive he looked, it made Meng Chuan feel very itchy.

"It's not good to be like this for the first time?" Meng Chuan squeezed his waist, expecting: "Let's change positions, be good."

Song Shiqing thought of something slowly, "Do you want to hug me for the first time?"

"Thought about it." Meng Chuan said frankly: "But even if you have a first hug, it's not today."

He hooked Song Shiqing's trouser waist with one finger, caught a glimpse of that thin waist, licked the tips of his teeth that couldn't help but protruded, and said in a half-hoarse voice: "I will lick today, and I won't bite you."

"..." Song Shiqing's face was so red that it was about to burn, and he couldn't let it go, his whole body urgently needed a pot of water.

But isn't there in front of him... Isn't Meng Chuan's body temperature and himself the best solution.

"I don't believe you." Song Shiqing bit his earlobe lightly, "So let me do it."

Before Meng Chuan could open his mouth after speaking, he sealed his lips.

Seal it with a kiss, this was taught to him by Meng Chuan.

As a top student, Song Shiqing is active in thinking, knows how to respond, and has strong hands-on ability.

What went together with his excellent action was that he didn't let Meng Chuan talk, so amidst a whimpering sound, Song Shiqing carried out this practice without hesitation to the end, using the lavender card provided by Meng Chuan flower essence.

At first, under the ravages of the storm, Lavender resisted fiercely, but gradually, the wind and rain finally overwhelmed him. He began to learn to enjoy being nourished by the rain, and the wind and rain became milder. After the sky cleared, the fragrance of jasmine blossomed.

The sound and fragrance of flowers in the room lasted for two days and two nights before subsiding.

After Song Shiqing helped clean the stamens for the last time, he fell asleep holding the energetic lavender.

Vampires can sleep or not, Meng Chuan is in a dilemma right now.

It was the first time that he was lying so peacefully in Song Shiqing's arms, tightly surrounded, and of course he could run if he wanted to, but...he didn't want to run in his heart.

Humans are a warm race, and Meng Chuan felt that he was about to be warmed by Song Shiqing.

Song Shiqing woke up again, after most of the day.

The fog of the castle did not gather, and the golden light of the sunset fell on his eyes impartially.

As soon as he opened his eyes, what he saw was Meng Chuan who had been illuminated by a thin layer of golden light, his face became warm, and his long eyelashes were shining with gold.

It's not a vampire, it's his angel.

Song Shiqing couldn't help but leaned over and kissed his eyebrows that were not stretched because of the sun, and he raised his hand to cover that place, so that Meng Chuan could feel better.

In this world, vampires only fall into deep sleep once in thousands of years, but short-term dormancy like human sleep is possible, and they will not wake up again like a deep sleep with no memory.

However, the dormant state is usually when the vampire is really bored and goes to lie down where he is sleeping. Now that Meng Chuan is sleeping in his arms, this is undoubtedly an expression of absolute trust and relaxation.

I don't know if what I said yesterday worked, or because of other reasons, this made Song Shiqing very happy physically and mentally, and even thought of coming back for another two days.

He could finally understand why someone was addicted to lust.In hope, even he himself is deeply involved in it, almost without reason.

Song Shiqing stared at Meng Chuan for a long time before he was willing to get up and draw the curtains.

However, the moment he got up, Meng Chuan woke up, and quickly hugged his waist with both hands.

"What are you going to do?"

He woke up for a second, and his dark red eyes revealed a rare nervousness.

"Pull the curtains." Song Shiqing tilted his head, his eyes fell on the mottled traces exposed by the slipping of the soft quilt, and the tips of his ears were quietly red.

These are all made by him...

His eyes dodged, he felt shy and guilty, and his voice softened a little, "The sun makes you uncomfortable."

This appearance was suspicious in Meng Chuan's eyes, he already had a psychological shadow on Song Shiqing's departure last time.

"I'll be fine." With a wave of his hand, the curtains were drawn instantly.

Before Song Shiqing could respond, he was thrown down and sat back down.

"Not sleepy anymore?" Meng Chuan hung on his body like a koala, with his hands crossed around his neck.

He was lying on his body wrapped in a white cloth, and some parts were still exposed, so he didn't feel any embarrassment.

We have all experienced clouds and rain together, and there is nothing we can't see.

Song Shiqing could only hold him back, blushing even more, "Yes."

Meng Chuan leaned close to his ear, blew, and asked ambiguously, "Are you comfortable?"

This is undoubtedly asking about the feelings of those two days and two nights. Scenes emerged in Song Shiqing's mind, which only made people blush even more.

Meng Chuan was happy to see his shy appearance, and his heart itched to bully others, "What about you?"

Song Shiqing hesitated and nodded, buried his face against his neck, and brushed his soft hair against Meng Chuan's neck, forcing Meng Chuan to hold him down with one hand, and sighed helplessly. "Don't move around."

Song Shiqing noticed something, raised his head, his eyes were shining slightly, and asked cautiously and expectantly: "Continue?"

"Then can I be comfortable?" Meng Chu'an grabbed him and said with emotion: "You have a human body, you have been struggling for two days, why are you still so energetic? This time it is me, don't be brave. "

Song Shiqing was emotional, and accidentally used force with his hands, "Am I trying to be brave?"

Meng Chuan didn't feel any pain, but it wasn't that he didn't feel it, and subconsciously straightened his waist.

Song Shiqing bowed his head and kissed his collarbone lightly, and firmly controlled his mouth with one hand, making him speechless and could only make a whining sound.

"Let's continue until you are comfortable in this position."

In the chamber of commerce in the city, Zhang Xiuyuan was pressed against his chest by a sharp silver knife, and sat on an office chair, unable to move.

His gaze reflected Mu En's figure, facing those fierce eyes, he didn't panic, instead he smiled at Yanyan.

"Long time no see, Master Mu En."

"Stop talking nonsense, where is Song Shiqing?"

Mu En, who was usually gentle in front of Song Shiqing, revealed his true nature, and the blade got closer to Zhang Xiuyuan's neck.

That day Song Shiqing said that he would go with the Chamber of Commerce to see if he could open a shop in the city and find someone to take care of it, which would be more profitable. Mu En didn't think too much about it. He knew that Song Shiqing's business was doing well, and it could be said that it was flourishing. This person doesn't want to rely on himself, he doesn't have himself in his heart, he clearly understands this.

But he didn't expect that Song Shiqing would return to that cage again, and Dracula Meng deliberately leaked a photo of Song Shiqing marrying him on the Internet. Even though it was very vague, almost anyone who knew Song Shiqing could Recognized at a glance.

"Don't you know? He should be in Dracula Meng's bed now."

When Zhang Xiuyuan said this, there was no emotional ups and downs, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, which seemed very strange.

Mu En felt that something was wrong with him, obviously on Zhang Xiuyuan, he also felt the same aura as on Dracula Meng and Song Xingxing.

It was an indescribable sense of déjà vu, which made him unable to hurt these people. He even once faced Dracula Meng. Evenly divided, he can also agree to share Song Shiqing with Dracula Meng.

This is a terrible thought, and he will not come to mind until the deeper he gets along with Song Shiqing and the stronger his possessive desire.

But Zhang Xiuyuan's performance made him suspect that this person is an old fritters, he is very good at hiding himself in front of Song Shiqing, but Mu En is vaguely certain in Mu En's heart that Zhang Xiuyuan will not be someone who can hand over Song Shiqing so easily.

This person is clearly the same as him, with the desire in his eyes.Look, in the place that Song Shiqing can't see, it burns like a raging fire.

"Song Shiqing is not that kind of person."

Mu En seemed to be able to feel the satisfaction and joy of that vampire, but he was not sure in his heart.

Song Shiqing's willingness to go with him meant that he wanted to escape, so how could he jump into the deep ditch by himself?

That mood from another spirit body must have been deliberately released to him by Dracula Meng.

"Why not?" Zhang Xiuyuan seemed sure that he would not hurt himself, and directly pushed Mu En's hand away, "They should be together, shouldn't they? Promote the friendship between humans and vampires, and be seen by the ancestors of vampires." This is Song Shiqing's honor."

"Are you crazy?" Mu En thought of something and jumped into a rage, and grabbed Zhang Xiuyuan's collar forcefully, "In order to seek longevity, you became a lackey of a vampire? So you betrayed Song Shiqing?"

Zhang Xiuyuan smiled without saying a word, his eyes were cold and heartless, and a little unfocused and hollow.

This is a very strange expression, and Mu En can still see a trace of struggle in his eyes when he observes it closely.

It's weird, it's wrong, everything is wrong, Zhang Xiuyuan shouldn't be like this, there must be Dracula Meng's handwriting in it.

Just as he was thinking, Zhang Xiuyuan suddenly jumped up, threw him to the ground, and kicked him in the abdomen with one foot.

Unprepared, he was restrained by Zhang Xiuyuan, who was only strong but could only show his fists and legs. Just as Mu En was about to speak out, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Xiuyuan's black pupils being completely swallowed by dark red.

"Mu En, I haven't settled with you yet, yet you delivered it yourself?"

That clearly belongs to Dracula Meng's color!This tone, this attitude is also!

"Where did you lock Song Shiqing?"

He was excited for a moment and was about to get up immediately, but was kicked back by Meng Chuan.

"Didn't Zhang Xiuyuan just say that he was on my bed?" Meng Chuan tilted his head, and smiled wantonly with the corners of his lips curled up, "Okay, let's not talk about it, he has been tired for so long and slept for so long, he should now woke up."

In the next second, the dark red faded along with the strength on his body, and Zhang Xiuyuan let go of the strength, and fell softly on the ground.

Mu En's chest heaved violently, and the anger in his chest almost burst out, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

There is no need for Meng Chuan to use lies to make him look bad, then what he said is true...

Mu En hugged his head almost collapsed, and was so sad that he wanted to yell out. ?

The author says:

When a man becomes ruthless, he wants to beat himself, but it is impossible to counterattack, and it is impossible to counterattack in this life.