[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

Jiang Yuran has never done such a thing since he was so old.

His brain was blank, his ears were buzzing, following the man's taste, he easily pried open his tightly closed white teeth, took his breath, plundered his juice, and devoured his soft tongue...

A huge sense of suffocation also swept over.

Just when he thought that he was about to be kissed to death by him, suddenly a pair of strong hands clasped the back of his delicate neck, and the man forcibly separated him a little distance, his lips pressed against the tip of his nose, and his breath was hot. Scary, said in a commanding tone: "Breathe!"

At this time, Jiang Yuran didn't have time to think about anything at all, but out of the instinct to survive, he obediently took a long breath, and then exhaled deeply, trying to rescue himself who was on the verge of death.

You have to save your sanity.

But before he recovered, he felt that his lips were blocked by the softest part of the man again.

Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of fresh air entered his mouth, and he was like a fish lacking in oxygen, eagerly absorbing the air he had passed through.

The two entangled their lips and tongues for a long time before he regained some consciousness a little bit, and learned how to breathe in such a deep and fiery entanglement, with that person's nice-smelling clear breath still overflowing from his mouth.

His eyes widened like a frightened deer, his lips were red, swollen and hot from being kissed, and the man acted recklessly, and the shame of being seriously insulted drove him to push the man away!

Angrily and shyly said: "You, what are you doing?"

Shen Qian raised his moist and warm lips, stretched out his tongue and licked it, his Adam's apple rolled subtly, staring at his blushing little face, his gaze became deeper and deeper little by little.

A strange feeling like a surging sea wave rose up in my heart, and it became more and more intense.

He knew what it was, the most primitive beast-like desire, the moment he saw the delicate young man, he had already started to move around.

Whether it was his unique fragrance of blood or his exquisite face, they all attracted him so deeply that he couldn't move his eyes.

That one glance in the darkness is ten thousand years.

He leaned close to his ear, licked his pearly earlobe, and ordered in a simple and shocking manner: "I want you now! Take off your pants!"

"what?"

Jiang Yuran raised his thick eyelashes and looked at him noncommittally.

The surrounding air heated up rapidly in silence.

The military flashlights lying on the ground cast dim light and shadows around them. On the wall of the elevator, there were tall and short figures of them that almost overlapped.

The slender boy was wearing a tight black uniform, his moist eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, and under the pretty bridge of his nose were two slightly parted lips that were swollen from kisses, as attractive as jelly.

In the next second, a black shadow pressed towards him forcefully, bringing up a strong air current.

Shen Qian panted lowly, his slender knuckles tightly clasped the extremely brittle ankles, separated them forcefully, and murmured ambiguously between their lips and teeth: "If you don't do it yourself, I had to come by myself!"

Jiang Yuran was in a daze, and in the abandoned elevator, he handed over his first time to that alien species with peerless beauty who could exhaust all sentient beings.

He didn't want to recall the process, and it was impossible to describe his tragic situation at that time with appalling and heart-piercing.

Neither of them had any experience, and Shen Qian was eager to force his way in. The most important thing is, his indescribable thing is...simply...simply...

It looks like a long and thick red-hot iron pillar.

Jiang Yuran couldn't be compatible at all, and he passed out from the pain, but the man didn't let him go at all, and after he got used to it, he demanded like crazy, went on a rampage, and poked randomly.

Jiang Yuran was awakened by the pain again, and soon passed out again, and so on, until finally he completely lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he had already been carried by a man to a safe place temporarily surrounded by human beings.

He bit his lips that were so red and cracked by kisses, woke him up, and a low laugh filled the boy's ears: "Hey, go back and have a good rest, I will come to you again, goodbye."

Jiang Yuran yelled angrily: "Goodbye you big-headed ghost, there is no goodbye between us, only goodbye forever!"

The man smiled and kissed him on the forehead, "Don't be angry baby, you will get used to it in the future."

After speaking, he put Jiang Yuran on the ground and left without looking back.

Jiang Yuran lay on the bed for more than half a month, and finally recovered.

He hasn't been idle for more than half a month, but has planned a sophisticated capture plan, which is bound to catch that bastard and lock him up for "study".

However, when the man appeared for the second time, it was on his bed!

It was late spring at that time, and there was the fragrance of tea flowers in the air, which was lingering.

Jiang Yuran finally didn't have to get up in the middle of the night for infusions, and had a rare good sleep, but was awakened by a slight rustling noise.

The small night light reserved in his room was turned off, and the night was lonely and terribly lonely.

He couldn't see anything, and he seemed to be born with a fear of the dark. His first reaction was that there were zombies. He tried hard to overcome his rationality, and habitually touched the gun on the bedside, but just as he stretched out his hand, he was caught in an instant. A slender and pale hand was clasped!

The slender fingers with a clear skeleton penetrated into his fingers, slowly pressed down, accompanied by the man's clear breath, and a deep and lazy voice sounded from above his head, like a summer night breeze blowing the heartstrings, " Baby, miss me?"

"Ah, you..."

Jiang Yuran wanted to ask him how he got into his room. There were so many guards outside, but before he could ask, his lips were blocked by the familiar softness of that person...

It was as if painting the ground as a prison, occupying the mountain as king, and eating him to death like a tiger's minion. Afterwards, Jiang Yuran passed out completely.

This time it was a little better, and he only stayed in bed for a week.

However, the man seemed to know that he had recuperated, and a week later, he was on time again, and climbed into his bed in the middle of the night like a ghost...

After repeating this several times, Jiang Yuran's whole body was almost collapsed by him.

In the end, I couldn't bear it any longer, so I had to lead the team to abandon this safe spot before the wound healed.

The road was bumpy, with zombies and mutated creatures. It was hard to find a safe and abandoned pasture when it was dark. After searching by everyone, it was found that it could be used, and a group of people settled here temporarily.

Jiang Yuran had been exhausted for a whole day, and as soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

However, in the middle of the night, that guy appeared on his bed again like a difficult devil. He grabbed his neck, kissed his lips, plundered his soft lips and teeth roughly, and entangled his breath, "Baby , are you trying to escape?"

Jiang Yuran broke down and cried loudly, scratching and hitting him with hands and feet: "Bastard, what on earth are you trying to do..."

It's really sad. He was an arrogant and shrewd second lieutenant in front of him. He has experienced countless cruel wars. With a knife in his hand, he can goug out the heads of zombies and enemies.

Bleeding, but never tears.

Although he has done many things that he did not want to do in this life, he has not been wronged much.

The biggest grievances were all caused by Shen Qian.

It was the first time for him to cry like this today, like a helpless child who lost his way and was abandoned in the wilderness.

For the first time, Shen Qian was shocked by a human's tears.

He didn't understand why those beautiful moist eyes could shed so many tears.

Is he made of water?

After a brief silence, he became a little irritable: "Don't cry, believe it or not, I'll goug your eyes out?"

Jiang Yuran stopped crying instantly, because he knew that this man was not just scaring him, he could really do it.

He was pressed between the temporary clean mattresses, the broken hair on his forehead was completely wet with sweat, his lips were slightly pursed, there were thin tears in the corners of his eyes, and his small face was pale at the moment.

The man leaned down, kissed his tears, and said something that completely shocked Jiang Yuran.

What he said was, "Baby, I like you and I'll follow you wherever you go."

After Jiang Yuran was shocked, he couldn't help crying again, and beat his chest desperately, his voice was hoarse: "What kind of love are you, a bandit who beats and sells by force? Love is a matter between two people. Is it? I don't like you..."

Shen Qian looked at his face, those moist eyes were full of unconcealable hatred, his heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom of the valley, sinking deeply.

"Is it about two people?"

He pinched his chin fiercely, lifted him up a bit, threateningly: "I like you, so you must like me!"

Jiang Yuran was out of breath for a moment, and slapped his wrist hard, trying to make him let go, but despite all his strength, he was no match for a powerful alien, and he was so angry that he squeezed out a few words from the back of his throat: "You are dreaming! "

"I don't dream, I want to be you!"

This was the first time Shen Qian got angry with him, and before he fully healed, he broke in again as if punishing him, and kept threatening him: "Tell me, do you like me?"

Jiang Yuran still had the strength to scold him and beat him at first, until he couldn't take it anymore, and cried and begged for mercy: "I like it..."

"What do you like?" The man relaxed slightly.

Jiang Yuran cried aggrievedly: "I like you..."

"Who likes me?"

"I like you……"

It was the first time the boy said such a word, and it was to a man. It was a little hard to say, and his blushing face turned away from embarrassment.

The man pinched his chin again and forced him to look at her. Those blood red eyes were burning hot: "Speak up!"

Jiang Yuran almost roared, "I like you! I like you to death! Are you satisfied now?"

"Satisfied, satisfied, baby, I like you too! No matter what you do in the future, don't be afraid, I am here, I will always be here, and I will protect you."

Shen Qian licked his lips without guilt, and covered his lips again without changing his face.

Now that Jiang Yuran recalled, that bloody line that almost made him break down several times, so that's how it came about.

A bit ironic.

But men did.

Later, every time he encountered danger on a mission, the man would appear in time, like a magic pet parasitic in his body.

Jiang Yuran originally hated him, but after experiencing such dangerous things, he unconsciously developed a strong sense of dependence on the man.

From then on, a rumor emerged in the remaining human society that Second Lieutenant Jiang raised a powerful alien soldier. The alien had a chip implanted in its head, and only Second Lieutenant Jiang obeyed his orders. The direction of his finger is his battlefield!