Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

Zhang Qilin's Adam's apple rolled, he lowered his head, and rubbed Hei Xiazi's neck with his tall nose.

“…Blind.” He whispered vaguely, with a strong possessiveness.

He wanted the blind to see the stars and the moon and sing poems and songs.

Hei Xiazi's eyes were blank, his toes were stretched out, and he seemed to be fine.

As for the nails, he decided to strangle Zhang Qilin to death, and finally strangled his arm.

He finally understood.

Xie Yuchen was not here to give him a surprise, but to send him off.

Zhang Qilin's old house was already on fire, and no one could put out the fire, especially since he was the one provoking it.

Misstep, too bad.

However, when his consciousness was blurred, he felt Zhang Qilin kissing away the physiological tears from the corners of his eyes, and his movements seemed a little gentler.

But only a little bit.

Hei Xia Zi whimpered and gave up thinking completely.

Forget it, destroy it.

But Xie Yuchen on the other side is not having an easy time either. He has Zhang Hailan on his side. The Zhang family members treat their partners the same way in bed.

Because he ignored the fact that Zhang Hailan was also a beast.

Xie Yuchen felt that his brain must have been stuck in the door, which was why he came up with such a bad idea as giving Hei Xia Zi a rabbit costume.

He was originally reclining on the priceless Huanghuali couch in his mansion, leisurely sipping a cup of Mingqian Longjing tea, his fingertips sliding, and he even had a mentality of watching a good show.

Imagining the scene of Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qilin, I blushed.

However, before he could swallow the tea, a familiar, almost beast-like instinct made his back suddenly stiffen.

The air was filled with a very light, cold scent of cedar.

Xie Yuchen's heart sank suddenly.

It’s over.

Zhang Hailan looked at him with a reflected look in her eyes.

Xie Yuchen put down his teacup and forced himself to remain calm: "Zhang Hailan, go to sleep. This is a farm."

Zhang Hailan didn't understand what was wrong with the farm. If Jie Yuchen didn't want to, he would have wanted to be in the wild, on the top of the mountain.

Of course he didn't dare say that.

It's not illegal to be intimate with your wife.

Zhang Hailan stepped in, her movements so light that there was no sound at all.

He was wearing a well-tailored dark suit, unlike the hoodie Zhang Qilin often wore. He looked more like a sophisticated urban elite. But at this moment, in those indifferent eyes that were somewhat similar to Zhang Qilin's, there was a deep lust that Xie Yuchen was very familiar with, a dark desire belonging to the Zhang family.

"I saw it." Zhang Hailan spoke in a low voice with a special magnetism.

"What did you see?" Xie Yuchen pretended to be stupid, but his fingertips curled up slightly.

He knew that Zhang Hailan might have seen the things he gave to the blind man.

The Zhang family's five senses are abnormally sharp, especially their attention to their partners.

When he prepared the bunny costume for Hei Xia Zi, he noticed it and bought the same one. In fact, he had many other styles at home, and he bought them all. He wanted Jie Yuchen to wear it for him to see.

So he wore a suit to match.

Zhang Hailan was about to explode just thinking about it.

"You gave Hei Xia Zi something." Zhang Hailan used a declarative sentence. He stepped closer, and the sense of oppression enveloped him like a substance. "It's a very beautiful thing."

Zhang Hailan at this time is completely different from the usual smiling Zhang Hailan.

Xie Yuchen subconsciously leaned back, his back resting against the slightly cool backrest of the couch: "...The sex toy store is having a sale, buy one get one free, it's convenient."

"Is that so?" Zhang Hailan had already walked to the side of the couch, leaned over, and placed his hands on both sides of Xie Yuchen's body, trapping him in a small space.

Zhang Hailan's eyes swept across Xie Yuchen's slightly tense face, then slowly moved down to his silk pajamas, which were a little casual because he felt at ease. The collar was slightly open, revealing a delicate collarbone.

"What about mine?" Zhang Hailan asked, her tone calm but with a firmness that brooked no refusal.

The patriarch can look at the blind man's rabbit, and he also wants to see Jie Yuchen's rabbit costume, which must be better looking.

Xie Yuchen's scalp felt a little numb.

He knew that look all too well.

On ordinary days, Zhang Hailan might engage in some verbal sparring with him, but once she is controlled by this most primitive possessive desire, all her brains will disappear.

They only thought about one thing, which was the bastard nature of the Zhang family that was inherited from their ancestors and engraved in their blood, which was the ability to torture people to death in bed.

"Your...next time..." Xie Yuchen tried to maneuver, but his ankle was already grasped by a warm and dry big hand.

Zhang Hailan's fingers slowly stroked upwards along the line of his ankle, and her fingertips with thin calluses scraped across the delicate silk, causing a slight shudder.

"I want it now."

Zhang Hailan's voice became even lower. He lowered his head, his tall nose almost touching Xie Yuchen's, their breaths intertwined.

"Xie Yuchen, I want it too. Whatever the clan leader has, I want it too."

The tone was pitiful, but the actions were not pitiful at all.

Xie Yuchen: . . . . . .

"Zhang Hailan, please be reasonable..." His words were interrupted.

Not with your mouth, but with your actions.

Zhang Hailan easily untied the belt of his pajamas with her other hand, and her slightly cool fingertips reached in, precisely grasping his waist. The force was neither light nor heavy, but it carried a sense of absolute control.

Xie Yuchen's breathing stopped.

He was completely enveloped by the other party's breath and strength, and all his struggles and excuses seemed futile.

He could feel the heat coming from Zhang Hailan, and beneath the seemingly calm surface, the same madness that was about to surge out, just like that of his clan leader.

The next second, the world was spinning.

Xie Yuchen was covered by Haitanghua. With a cry, her cheek sank into the soft brocade cushion. Her expensive silk pajamas were pushed up to her waist without mercy.

"Zhang Hailan! You...!" Xie Yuchen wanted to curse.

The cold air touched the skin and was immediately covered by the even hotter body temperature.

Zhang Hailan leaned over, put her lips to his ear, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Huahua, I want it."

He was still making his own request, "There are still a lot of clothes at home, Huahua, wear them and show them to me."

All of Xie Yuchen's attempts to maintain his composure and negotiation skills were rendered ineffective at this moment.

He was like a wild cat being stared at.

From neck to ankles, it's over.

The expensive Huanghuali wood couch made a slight, unbearable creaking sound, accompanied by a creaking sound, as if it was about to be scrapped.

Xie Yuchen's fingers were tightly gripping the cold silk satin beneath him, his knuckles turning white.

There was only one thought left in his mind, that he would not do bad things in the future. Thinking of what Zhang Hailan said about the clothes at home, bastard, when did he buy them? He didn't want to go home!

And the Zhang family, as expected, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, are all wolves!

Hiss, don't bite.

Zhang Hailan sensed Yuchen's distraction, so he gave Huahua a full body massage and health package to let her feel his passion.

Xiangxiang’s wife is his. He is a gigolo outside, but he is the boss inside.

The horizontal banner with flowers is really nice.