Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

Chu Ziyu was caught off guard and let out a short gasp of surprise.

The hot and clearly aggressive touch made his body tremble slightly instinctively.

The slight pain and the strange numbness that followed made him open his eyes wide, with tears in his eyes.

Lin Ci'an eagerly tore open her already loose inner garment, exposing a large area of ​​her fair skin.

He guided Chu Ziyu's slightly cool hand and placed it on his hot, violently beating chest.

He leaned over and kissed Chu Ziyu's lips deeply with endless demands.

Chu Ziyu endured it awkwardly and passively.

His oxygen was deprived, his brain felt dizzy, and the strange tingling sensation deep within his body became increasingly pronounced, converging into a strange heat current that made him even softer.

He even began to respond unconsciously and clumsily, following the trajectory that the insect suggested he "should do so".

His response was subtle and awkward, but it completely ignited all the dark desires that Lin Ci'an had suppressed for so long.

The curtains fluttered, covering up the increasingly rapid breathing.

The arm around Lin Ci'an's neck was originally soft and weak, but it tightened at some point, and the fingertips even unconsciously dug into the fabric of his back, causing a slight sting.

Chu Ziyu's breathing was no longer just broken, but began to try to match Lin Ci'an's rhythm, and even... tried to lead.

Lin Ci'an noticed this subtle change and his movements paused slightly.

In this moment of stagnation, Chu Ziyu suddenly turned over!

As the world spun, the two people's positions suddenly switched.

Chu Ziyu sat astride Lin Ci'an's waist, his black hair loose, his plain white inner garment completely slipped down to his elbows, revealing his chest covered with ambiguous traces and his slender but now tense waist.

He was breathing slightly, his cheeks flushed abnormally, his misty eyes lowered as he looked at Lin Ci'an beneath him. His eyes were still blurry, but there seemed to be a hint of... ignorant, instinctive desire for control.

“…Don’t…move…”

Chu Ziyu's voice was still hoarse.

He leaned over and imitated Lin Ci'an's just behavior, clumsily and without method kissing Lin Ci'an's lips, then her chin, her Adam's apple... All his movements were extremely awkward, and he even occasionally bumped into her teeth.

But the meaning contained in it made Lin Ci'an freeze all over, his blood seemed to solidify in an instant, and then rushed wildly in the next second!

Lin Ci'an looked at Chu Ziyu above in shock.

The moonlight outlined Chu Ziyu's focused and hazy profile. He frowned slightly, as if he was carrying out an extremely important but confusing task.

He acted completely on instinct, and every awkward touch and every unconscious rubbing brought Lin Ci'an unprecedented stimulation.

Is this... Chu Ziyu?

Is this the Chu Ziyu in his memory who didn't even want to look at him more than once?

Is it Chu Ziyu who humiliated him with gold in broad daylight?

But now, under the influence of the insect, this person is trying to "possess" him in the most unfamiliar way.

A huge sense of absurdity and a completely torn and twisted pleasure swept over Lin Ci'an.

He should have been offended, should have taken control, but he didn't.

He seemed to be under a spell, lying motionless on the couch, watching and feeling.

He was even... shamefully more excited about it.

(Hmph, I knew you'd fall for this. You say you hate me, but your body is honest.)

Listening to Lin Ci'an's suppressed breathing and feeling the heartbeat like a drum beneath his strong chest muscles, a sense of pleasure as if a prank had succeeded and a secret possessive desire rose at the same time.

(Let you compete with Wei Lin during the day! Let you be jealous!)

Chu Ziyu seemed dissatisfied with his "non-cooperation" (even though Lin Ci'an had frozen), and raised his hand with a hint of annoyance (the dissatisfaction was magnified by the insect).

He patted Lin Ci'an's cheek gently, his movements still soft and without any deterrent power, but with a strange, blood-pumping sense of conquest.

"……obedient……"

he muttered.

(The villain in my heart is already rolling around with laughter: I made a killing! This wave is not a loss!)

Lin Ci'an closed his eyes and his Adam's apple rolled violently.

The blackening value is reduced by 15%, and the current blackening value is 60%.

He completely gave up thinking and gave himself completely to the bizarre and sinful dream woven by the poisonous insect.

He knew he could never let go again.