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it hurts...

The whole person seemed to be broken, breathless, suffocating after being surrounded by sea water...

The thin and small body can no longer struggle, it is covered with red and purple marks after being kneaded, the neck is bleeding from the bite, and the wrist is bruised and swollen, as if wearing two ugly bracelets.

The room was full of ambiguous smells, the sheets were stained with blood, An Lanyu stared at the ceiling with eyes that could no longer shed tears, his eyes were out of focus, and his eyes lost their color, like two stone balls, lifeless temperature and light.

"An'an, I love you." The soulful confession made a vibrating and sexy voice from the chest, as gentle as silk wrapped An Lanyu, but there was a layer of criss-crossing thorns under the silk, and Mo Yuan was using his body to hold him The damage was bruised all over.

it hurts...

no more...

Please, let me go...

why can't i speakWhy can't I fight back?God has given me so many flaws, I have grown up stumbled, without complaining, but did I get this result in the end?

Weakness is a sin and a fault.

However, he couldn't turn the situation around. This is the real world, where there aren't so many chances and coincidences, and there aren't that many golden fingers, and there aren't that many stupid people rushing to send resources.

So he is a disabled and weak weak man who can be slaughtered and cannot resist.

If you resist, you will only suffer more cruel treatment.

For the last time, the fiery temperature continued, and then slowly cooled down. Mo Yuan panted, he hugged An Lanyu, even though both of them were covered in sweat, he didn't want to let go, his An An, his An An...

It was finally his.

After cleaning up Mo Yuan, he found that An Lanyu was injured. He was already very careful, but he still hurt An Lanyu. Fortunately, it was not serious, but a little bloodshot.

During cleaning, An Lanyu didn't move at all, let alone make any sound.How does he sound?He could not speak at all, not even a simple monosyllable.

"I'm sorry, I'll give you the medicine later." Mo Yuan washed the sweat stains on An Lanyu's body distressedly. Lanyu can't take it anymore.

It was the first time for An Lanyu, but he did it out of control several times. An Lanyu must have suffered a lot, maybe he couldn't bear it long ago, but because he couldn't speak, he couldn't beg for mercy from him, nor could he tell his pain.

He should pay attention.Mo Yuan put his arms around An Lanyu and kissed him on the forehead. He will be more careful in the future and pay more attention to An Lanyu. He doesn't need An Lanyu to say anything, he can think of what An Lanyu needs.

Carrying An Lanyu to the bed, Mo Yuan saw that he had passed out, and his drowsiness was also highlighted, but he did not forget to apply medicine to An Lanyu, if the medicine was not applied, there would be inflammation.