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

Jiang Yuran was thrown onto the sofa by Shen Mo, caught off guard, without even giving him a chance to react!

The most terrible thing is that he doesn't even have a pair of underpants. If someone bumps into him, there will be a misunderstanding!

Shen Mo was like a walking stove, his whole body was terribly hot, even through the material of his clothes, he could feel his body temperature was still rising.

"Shen Mo, you must be sick!"

Jiang Yuran wanted to push him away, but this man was as heavy as a piece of iron, not only couldn't push him away, but he also ripped off his loose and wet shirt, revealing his delicate and delicate waistline, making people even more excited!

"It's you who is sick! You come to seduce me every day! If I don't do something today, I won't be a man!"

The red and narrow eyes overflowed with a thousand zhangs of light, as if to burn Jiang Yuran alive, Shen Mo bent down frantically, and bit the ruddy vermilion on his chest line!

"you……"

Jiang Yuran shivered in pain, curled up his fingertips and beat his head desperately, his eyes were red with anger, "Let go of me, uh..."

Afraid that his cries would wake up the people upstairs, Shen Mo covered his mouth with one hand, and began to untie his pants with the other hand!

His mouth was not idle either, he licked and kissed him indiscriminately in a hurry.

Just when Jiang Yuran thought he wanted X to come in, Shen Mo made a move that surprised him!

He actually held onto Jiang Yuran's limp thing, and stuffed it... behind him.

Jiang Yuran was completely shocked.

Shen Mo can't succeed, after all, Jiang Yuran at this moment can't be tough at all!

He cried anxiously, "What do you mean, you took off your pants, and you told me you can't do it?"

Jiang Yuran was angry and funny, took the opportunity to break away his hand covering his mouth, and gently stroked his pear-blossoming and rainy face with his fingertips, like petting some furry pet, his small face was ambiguous and playful Emotions.

The tone was still casual: "Smelly brother, I only react to your brother. You don't think I'm the one who fucked him, do you? Unfortunately, I tell you that every time I lay down in a good posture, doing physical work Made it for him."

With tears streaming down his face, Shen Mo moved his lips, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it, looking like a rabbit with red eyes ready to bite, he was about to say something.

It made Jiang Yuran giggle, pushed him away, and pulled up his shirt to cover his bare thighs, "Shen Mo, if you want to vent your desire, I'm sorry, you have found the wrong person."

At this moment, the crystal chandelier above the head suddenly shone brightly, illuminating all the layout in the living room at a glance!

Shen Yanxu supported Shen Qian and appeared beside the marble fence on the second floor!

Shen Yanxu pinpointed the timing and came to watch the live erotic palace full of expectations, but only saw Shen Mo sitting on the sofa with his pants off and crying bitterly!

And Jiang Yuran was slowly drinking water by the water dispenser!

Shen Yanxu looked confused: "???"

From what it looks like, Shen Mo was made to cry?

And that kid is too fast, right? Less than 2 minutes?

However, Shen Qian couldn't see it, and only heard Shen Mo's intermittent crying, so he could only ask Shen Yanxu: "Dad, didn't you say you brought me to see the surprise? What surprise?"

Jiang Yuran, who was receiving water to drink, instantly understood Shen Yanxu's intentions.

It turned out that this was all arranged by him.

He didn't know what he put in the food, and he expected that he would get up in the middle of the night to find water to drink, so he deliberately arranged for Shen Mo to appear at this time. With Shen Mo's temperament, he would definitely do something bad to him!

Then Shen Yanxu took the opportunity to wake up Shen Qian, and slept with him in bed!

What a clever move that benefits others at the expense of others!

It's a pity that Shen Yanxu had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't realize that Shen Mo had an orgasm with the help of his prostate. He was destined to be the one to be raped.

The water overflowed from the water dispenser and burned his hands. Only then did Jiang Yuran react. He quickly turned off the hot water button, glanced at Shen Qian calmly, and asked softly, "Old Gong, do you want some water?"

Shen Qian was pulled up in a hurry by Shen Yanxu. He was still asleep at this time, and he was a little dazed when he heard Jiang Yuran's voice, "Baby, you were also called by your father to see the surprise? Why didn't you wake me up together?"

"No, I was a little thirsty, so I went down to get water, but I saw Shen Mo sitting here crying." Jiang Yuran picked up the water glass, looked at Shen Mo innocently, and walked upstairs: "You know, I'm a little afraid of him, so I dare not talk to him."

Shen Mo cried even harder at this time.

Before he went to bed, Shen Yanxu sent him a bag of frozen blood, saying it was the best product, watched him drink it all before leaving, and told him that there was still in the refrigerator in the living room downstairs, so if you want to drink, you can get it.

Unexpectedly, he slept until midnight and became so addicted to blood that he had to go downstairs to find a blood bag. Who knew, before he found the blood bag, he met Jiang Yuran who went downstairs to find water to drink!

At this moment, he also understood that he was just being used by his father.

Something unclean must have been added to the bag of blood, so that when he saw Jiang Yuran's disheveled clothes, he desperately wanted to release something.

It's just that he didn't expect that after being raped twice by the silver-haired man, he was completely reduced to a qualified subject!

This made him very annoyed, even distraught, and when he learned that his father was taking advantage of him, he felt even more uncomfortable, and rushed out of Shen Yanxu's villa with his pants in his hands, crying: "I hate you!"

"What's wrong with Shen Mo? And Dad, what kind of surprise is it?" Shen Qian was puzzled.

Shen Yanxu could only cough twice in embarrassment: "This surprise was originally intended for you brothers, and I don't know what's going on with Shen Mo. Why is he crying?"

At this time, Jiang Yuran had already come up with a water glass.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Shen Yanxu silently, without piercing him, he gently supported Shen Qian: "Old Gong, since Shen Mo has left, the surprise prepared by uncle may be meaningless. Go back to sleep."

Shen Yanxu was so embarrassed that he couldn't bear it, he laughed twice: "Yes, take it out another day, go back to sleep first."

……

Early the next morning, Shen Qian and Jiang Yuran bid farewell to Shen Yanxu and returned to the hospital.

Shen Qian was still a little confused about what happened last night, but Jiang Yuran's two old attacks made him quite comfortable.

Jiang Yuran didn't intend to tell him the truth, after all, they only had two days left to spend together.

He glanced at the sky outside the window. The autumn is crisp and the tall camphor trees are beginning to turn yellow. From time to time, dead leaves are blown away by the wind, stirring the pace of autumn.

"Old Gong, I don't want to stay in the hospital today, shall we go out and have fun?"

The red marks on the young boy's face disappeared a lot.

Assistant Xiao Lin's medicine was really effective, and Shen Qian helped him lick it from time to time in the middle of the night, the criss-crossed scars on his face had turned into a light pink at this moment, looking like a freshly ripened peach.

It's just that the gauze on the eyes has not been taken off, and the exposed eyes are moist and clear, staring at the man acting like a baby with affection.

Shen Qian thought he was bored, and scratched his nose dotingly: "Okay, where do you want to go?"

Even if he can't see anything now, he is already familiar with every part of the boy. He can clearly know where the boy's head is, how big his face is, where his eyes, nose and mouth are, where his neck and collarbone are when he stretches out his hands. the junction of...

And his eyes have regained consciousness.

Just now Xiao Lin came to change the dressing and said that he would be able to see within a week at most.

He really hoped that that day would come soon.

Then he can see whether this little thing he is familiar with and can no longer be familiar with is the same as the one he imagined in his mind!

Jiang Yuran couldn't guess what he was thinking. He had no experience in dating, and he didn't know where a couple could go if they went out to play.

He only knows that his father and mother are dating, and they usually go to shopping malls, movie theaters, some high-end clubs, or go on a trip.

It is impossible to travel, after all, both of them are still hospitalized.

There is no shopping mall here, and even if there is a movie theater, Shen Qian can't see it.

You can only listen with your ears, and it will not be lonely to listen to.

After thinking about it, I don't know where to go. It's autumn again, and the roses on the edge of Yaochi probably haven't bloomed.

"Go out for a walk, it's boring to stay in the hospital."

Shen Qian turned his head and smiled at him, the corners of his lips curved upwards, as beautiful as a demon in a painting: "I know a fun place, you must like it!"

In less than half an hour, Shen Qian brought him to the alien racecourse!

Horses are a very important means of transportation for aliens, and generally they don't let food know.

The staff at the racetrack saw Shen Qian bringing a piece of food here, and they were shocked from ear to ear, "Shen, Mr. Shen, are you sure you want to bring a piece of food in?"

"Well, sure. I'm responsible for what happened."

With his neck held high, Shen Qian spoke condescendingly to the staff, even though he couldn't see, he still exuded an irresistible aura all over his body.

The staff lost their aura in an instant, so they had to explain a few words to them, and then let them into the racetrack.

The entire racecourse is not big, but there are many horses, tall and strong, with shiny hair, and they look very fit.

Jiang Yuran remembered that Shen Qian's horse was slaughtered for him to eat, and his heart was inexplicably moved.

The staff brought over a maroon sweat-blooded BMW and handed it over to Shen Qian. He glanced at Jiang Yuran again, and retreated knowingly.

This horse was taller than the other horses, its eyes were watery, its muscles were tight and strong, and its long mane fell all the way to its neck, soft and flowing.

After seeing Shen Qian, as if he was human, he lowered his raised head and kept rubbing against Shen Qian's face, making a low hissing sound.

Jiang Yuran was a little curious: "It knows you."

"Well, my mount."

Shen Qian reached out and stroked the horse's long mane, as if he was also telling the horse how much he missed him.

Jiang Yuran was taken aback: "Didn't your mount be cooked for me?"

"Well, that's another horse."

"So, you have two horses?"

"No, I have thirty horses under my personal name, and nine of them are close to me."

Jiang Yuran: "..."

Under the man's touch, the horse was finally soothed, and began to roll his eyes, looking at Jiang Yuran curiously, as if to say: This man has a strange aura.

Shen Qian rubbed its head again, supported the base of its neck, got on the horse's back, and then politely extended his hand towards Jiang Yuran, "Little clean freak, come up."