【Double Life】The Redeemer

When I saw blood, I felt the smell of blood.

Liang Chuan swallowed the pain back into his throat, but still chose to submit gently, he puffed up his chest on his own initiative.

An Jia looked up at him deeply, raised her hand, and rubbed her waist, not like a lover's touch, but wanted to rub off the flesh.

Liang Chuan felt pain and joy at the same time, his forehead was sweating, and his lips were turning white.

The whole body was shaking.

The weaker he trembled, every cell in An Jia's body jumped up excitedly. He pinched the back of Liang Chuan's head, kissed him, tore, sucked, entangled with suffocation, mingled with saliva, and even his soul was immersed in this tyrannical... in the kiss.

The chest cavity is dense and is about to explode.

Liang Chuan couldn't even bear it, the muscles of his lips and chin were so numb that he couldn't control it, and saliva dripped down his chin...

When his eyes were dark, An Jia forcefully turned his body and pressed against the wall, pulling Liang Chuan's hair roughly, forcing him to lean back. He kissed the corners of Liang Chuan's blushing eyes, and said with a sigh: "Uncle Liang, I will be very rough, you regret it, there is still time."

Liang Chuan smiled softly, "Xiao Jia, the arrow is on the string, there is no reason not to fire it."

An Jia nodded in understanding.

One hand, from Liang Chuan's forehead, to the bridge of the nose, to the lips, and finally to the Adam's apple, the other hand, suddenly locked the opponent's waist, brazenly standing up!

Liang Chuan snorted, his face turned pale in an instant, his forehead pressed against the wall, and blood came out from his lips biting.

Without any prior preparation, the giant ax directly and brazenly split open the territory that has not been explored for a long time.

The magma erupted gradually, wrapping and imprisoning the fiery body.

Liang Chuan was in so much pain that his physical reactions returned to silence.

Panting quickly, Liang Chuan didn't even have a chance to breathe for a moment, and the people behind him began to explore directly to the depth of the soul.

When the rainstorm falls, the sky shakes, and the tender petals bloom and bear the rainstorm meekly, and then the petals wither and the flowers gradually fade.

The frosted bathroom door is entangled with silhouettes, and ambiguous gasps flow out from time to time, making people blush.

From standing to kneeling, it is getting wilder and wilder, and more and more people can't look directly at it.

But there was no begging for mercy, only occasional, uncontrollable sobbing.

...

After I don't know how long it took to subside, the sound of dripping water resounded in the bathroom.

The mist was hazy, and when it cleared, two people could be seen sitting in the bathtub. Two grown men, it was too crowded, Liang Chuan could only lie in An Jia's arms.

His eyes were still red, and his face seemed to be rosy from the steam.

Liang Chuan applied foam bath gel on him, and washed him gently, completely different from the person just now.

"Uncle Liang, let's make another bowl of porridge later." An Jia asked in a low voice.

Sitting now is undoubtedly a kind of torture for Liang Chuan, there is a burning pain, it hurts so badly.

"Okay." He frowned, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but let out a moan, but he still replied in a gentle tone.

"I'm sorry Uncle Liang, I only care about my own feelings." The water washed away the body under the foam, and there were mottled bruises everywhere.

"You... the first time, it's okay."

"Uncle Liang, you are really considerate." Liang Chuan raised his hand to hug Liang Chuan, and the two of them were close to each other. An Jia leaned her chin on Liang Chuan's shoulder and kissed, "Doesn't it mean that Uncle Liang will give me whatever I do? .”

"Yes."

An Jia laughed happily, they embraced, and each other's heartbeat could be heard clearly.

Liang Chuan relaxed and handed his back to him, closed his eyes, and changed the subject, "It's almost Chinese New Year."

"Yeah, it's almost Chinese New Year." The two rubbed their cheeks together, "Uncle Liang, ever since I met you, I've always had an idea."

"what idea?"

"I want to lock you up, strip you of your clothes, put on a collar with my name engraved on you, put you in chains, and lock you in a room. at your feet, calling my master humbly, and begging for my love." An Jia said something in a leisurely, smiling tone, which actually made people's backs tingle, "You will lose everything, Nothing, no longer the head of the Liang family, you can't resist what I do, you can only submit, ah... In other words, I can only force you to do anything that you don't want to do. "He said, even playing with Liang Chuan's fingers.

Such beautiful hands, both skin and bones are excellent, like exquisite works of art.