I pulled the grass

Lu Wanzong gritted his molars, his eye circles turned red, but he remained motionless, waiting for him.

Lu Wange looked at the man who was looking up at him, with affectionate eyebrows and eyes, the corners of his mouth pursed, firm and arrogant, he didn't ask or answer, but he used an orderly tone and such a humble gesture.Such a combination of contradictions made him burst into tears. He said that even if there are thousands of darkness ahead, he does not need to be afraid, and he will always protect him.

Before the next tear fell, he said tremblingly, "Okay."

His finger was caught, but the man still knelt on one knee, pulled it over, put it on his ring finger, put it on his lips and kissed it softly, and said softly: "It's mine now, and it won't be in the future." ready to change."

Lu Wanzong calmed down, held back all the crazy desires, calm and calm, his hands did not tremble, and his voice did not leak a bit. After wearing it solemnly, he stood up.But after turning around, he clenched his fists and pressed his nails into his palms.

Lu Wange wiped his face with the back of his hand, looked down at the ring on his hand, there was no diamond, it was just a simple small ring, which was hardly noticeable.He flipped his palm back and forth, fiddling with his fingers, dreamy, obsessed.

Lu Wanzong brought the wine over at this time, seeing that he was still looking at his fingers over and over again, with deep eyes, handed it to him, and gently touched it: "Xiaoge, happy birthday."

Lu Wange seemed to have just woken up, like a panicked little rabbit, bit his lip and looked at him, and took a sip.

The fresh lips were a little red, and the water was rippling. Lu Wanzong stared at him, his eyes were full of emotions, and he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

He was going to be eaten by his eyes, Lu Wange's face was a little red, and he took another sip, pinching the cup with his fingers, not daring to look at him.

The person opposite put down the cup, got up, walked around, and came in front of him.

He only dared to look at his trousers, did not dare to raise his head, and even subconsciously counted the squares on the carpet, exuding warmth in the dim light.

His slender body suddenly pressed down, and he was trapped on the sofa. The low voice beside his ear was smiling: "Hey, drink it in one gulp." As he spoke, he squeezed his wrist with three fingers and gently pushed it over, the edge of the cup rested on his lips. .

His breath was overwhelming, and the voice lingered in his ears again, and Lu Wange trembled back to avoid his approach.

"Huh? Do you want me to feed you?" There was even a hint of hoarseness.

Without waiting for his answer, she drank in one gulp with his hand, gently but firmly grabbed his cup and put it on the table with her backhand, raised her wrist and pinched his chin.

Lu Wange turned his head away, lowered his eyelashes, propped his close chest with both hands, curled up on the sofa, breathing slightly short of breath, like a caught cub, terrified and fatally tempted.

His lips were soft and warm, filled with the aroma of wine, he clenched his teeth subconsciously, but felt the fingers on his chin pinch hard, with a hum, his teeth loosened, and a wisp of wine came in.

The gate was opened, Lu Wanzong clasped the back of his head with one hand, and the tip of his tongue invaded suddenly, the desire that had been endured all night was finally relieved with a little comfort.

The escape just now collapsed at the moment when the lips and teeth touched, the hand that was originally on the chest automatically clung to his neck, and lingered with his lips and tongue with his eyes closed.

The long-awaited taste finally tasted, so delicious that it makes people tremble, Lu Wange arched his body, chasing the suspended body, trying to get close to him, but he was still propped up on the back of the sofa, unable to get close, and anxious.