Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Xing Chen: “…”

You're so busy as a dog, why are you running around just to eat a meal!

Yu Lao raised his hand and slammed the door behind him, and Xing Chen shuddered suddenly.

"You, why are you back?"

"You came at the wrong time, and heard things you shouldn't have heard?"

The deep coldness from Yu Lao made Xing Chen feel a little frightened. He stood up and slowly backed away.

"What I just said is not true. Let me explain. No, I don't need to explain to you, Yu Lao, there is nothing between us!

Ning Yu and the others don't know, but you know it clearly, right?"

"So, I'm not even one of those men you play with?"

Yu Lao pressed forward step by step, with polar wind and snow blowing through his amber eyes, and he pushed Xing Chen into a corner little by little.

"There's nothing between us?" He sneered, "Then there will be from now on!"

He grabbed Xingchen's wrists and lifted his hands above his head.

Xingchen was a little annoyed.

He moved his hand to push Yu Lao away, but his expression suddenly changed after he moved.

Xing Chen was horrified to find that he had lost all his divine power.

He tried to free his wrist from Yu Lao's hand, but found that he could not shake Yu Lao at all.

Xing Chen was shocked and his face became even uglier.

"Get out of here, let go!"

"Let go? No!"

Yu Lao grabbed his chin with his right hand, forcing Xing Chen to raise his head.

Although there was anger in Xing Chen's eyes, her soft and red lips were like a rose in full bloom waiting to be picked.

Yu Lao's eyes fell on his lips.

“I took those words as a surprise for me.

It’s just that I have my own way of accepting it.”

After Yu Lao finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Xing Chen's lips.

The moment their lips touched, Xing Chen's mind went blank and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Ugh... Ugh... Get out of here... Yu Lao... You're crazy..."

Xingchen struggled desperately.

The body that had lost its divine power seemed clumsy and weak, and the little strength it had was being drained away bit by bit. Xing Chen's voice was hesitant and he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

Yu Lao's actions at first were not rough, but after Xing Chen struggled desperately, the snow in his eyes became more intense.

While kissing her, his hand slid down and tore open Xingchen's pajamas, then reached in and lingered all the way to her waist.

"You fucking..."

Xing Chen was so frightened by his actions that his courage almost jumped out of his chest. He stomped his foot, hardened his heart, opened his mouth, and found the right moment to bite the tip of Yu Lao's tongue hard.

The two men's mouths were immediately filled with the taste of blood.

Xing Chen thought that Yu Lao would be able to retreat at this moment, but the smell of blood made Yu Lao's breathing heavier.

Yu Lao pressed closer and closer to him, as if trying to squeeze him into the wall.

The kisses on his lips became more and more rough, blocking Xing Chen from making any complete sounds.

Soon, physiological tears filled Xingchen's eyes.

My legs became weak and I could no longer stand.

The reactions were so foreign and so humiliating.

He is the great Lord Ye Shen, whose fighting power is so awe-inspiring that he is feared by all. How could he be weak?

This thought only flashed through my mind for a moment.

Soon, the exploding heat from the body began to spread to the limbs and to the brain.

Xing Chen's head began to feel dizzy.

He felt like something was pressing against him, forcing him, like a trapped beast.

It was as if she wanted to rip him apart. She hated him so much, but she didn't want to give him a quick death.

Yu Lao obviously didn't know how to kiss, and his movements at the beginning seemed awkward and reckless.

But practice makes perfect, and after a short period of time, he had mastered the techniques of luring, provoking and feeding.

Xingchen was a little overwhelmed.

In a daze, he realized that he didn't seem to dislike Yu Lao like this.

I don't even hate the scene at this moment.

He didn't know if he had anticipated all this since he had foolishly allowed Yu Lao to sleep next to him last night.

So after his initial resistance, he quickly immersed himself in the process and began to cooperate.

Maybe it's not just him, but also Yu Lao.

That's why when Yu Lao heard what he said, he lost control and went crazy.

A crystal line slowly slid down the corner of Xingchen's lips.

His body also slid to the ground.

Without the support of divine power, Xingchen's body is now almost the same as the previous Gu Xingchen.

All kinds of fighting techniques were of no use under the suppression of Yu Lao's absolute strength.

Yu Lao’s strength is too great.

When Xing Chen was hung on Yu Lao, this was the thought that flashed through his mind.

Yu Lao picked him up with one hand and pushed him towards the sofa.

Even during this whole process, Yu Lao did not leave his lips.

After Xing Chen found that his hands were free, he couldn't push Yu Lao at all.

Yu Lao pressed down on him like a mountain.

Xing Chen couldn't push him away, so he tried to block his mouth, at least to give himself a chance to speak.

But when Yu Lao discovered his intention, she simply tore off his silk pajamas, raised her hand and casually twisted it a few times, and tied a beautiful bow on his wrist.

His movements were so skillful that it seemed as if he had done this job thousands of times.

How can this be a president? His main job is to be a killer, right?

Xing Chen gave up resisting and no longer tried to put his hands down to stop him. He began to tentatively learn his rhythm with his lips, slowly cooperating with him in a back-and-forth manner.

Yu Lao looked confused and surprised.

Xing Chen could probably guess what he was wondering about.

After all, how come Gu Xingchen, who has been hanging out with men for so many years, acts so unfamiliar when he takes the initiative?

I'm really sorry to have to teach you how to use it immediately.

Xing Chen didn't care about that anymore, after all, he had to speak.

He couldn't just give himself up here because of a few misunderstandings.

Sure enough, after he took the initiative, Yu Lao no longer blocked his mouth so tightly.

After teasing Xingchen for a while, he finally moved all the way down, lingering on his chin and neck, reluctant to leave.

Xing Chen took a few deep breaths.

Although he could feel that his physical condition was getting worse and worse and he was beginning to lose control, his mind finally became clearer.

He took some time out of his busy schedule to curse himself, it turned out that mean men couldn't stand being teased.

Look at what you have done!

Then he pitifully put down his bound hands and gently touched Yu Lao's black and strong hair.

Yu Lao felt his gentle touch and finally slowly raised her head from his chest.

"I still want to explain." Xing Chen said.

Yu Lao was obviously not satisfied.

He said meaningfully: "Is there anything between us now?"

Xing Chen put his hands in front of his chest and said hesitantly, "Forget it."

Yu Lao looked at the thin layer of powder covering his entire body and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He did not let Xingchen notice this emotion.

He just stared at Xing Chen who was avoiding his gaze and said calmly:

"not enough."