Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

"Sister..."

The young man stood at the door, the light dividing his handsome face into two parts, half in light and half immersed in shadow.

Yu Zhao pursed her lips and said nothing. She was looking for the blood sea crystal that could suppress the evil spirit. She sat on the recliner, covering her injured shoulder.

"Let's go back."

Two were enough to keep her busy, and one more...

She couldn't even think about it.

If the fish pond exploded, her house would be overturned and her two hands would not be enough to stop it.

As if seeing her worry, Leng Quanyi's eyes darkened and he strode into the house.

With a creak, the door opened.

The sunlight seemed to be particularly bright on him, and the sun fell on the boy's shoulders, and his black hair fell gently on his cheeks.

"Senior sister is injured, I am here to help her heal." Leng Quanyi, whose gender was difficult to distinguish, blinked and stood beside Yu Zhao, with a tall shadow covering her.

Yu Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling strange, and stared at him blankly, "You are not a medical practitioner, how can you heal me?"

As she spoke, she moved the boy aside to block her from the sun.

It didn't take much force, but the clothes kept falling down as if they were greased, revealing their fair shoulders. Yu Zhao's eyelids jumped, and he quickly raised his hand to grab it, then tightened it a little more with one hand.

The boy's chest was white, well-proportioned and delicate. When he looked down at others, his amber eyes always carried a vague sense of oppression. Leng Quanyi slowly leaned over to look at her level, then knelt on the ground and looked up at her.

From this angle, you can see his crow-feather-like eyelashes, which now look like small fans, with tiny rays of light reflected in his eyes. He is incredibly beautiful.

There was undisguised love in her eyes, and her smile was sweet yet dangerous.

Yu Zhao felt a little embarrassed and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Leng Quanyi grabbed it first. Her slender white fingers held it neither lightly nor heavily, but the thin sweat on her palm was a little hot.

The young man smiled slightly, and the smile in his eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of haze. Yu Zhao became even more panicked and rejected him tactfully.

"Junior brother, if you have nothing else, go back first."

He was smiling, but it made people feel uneasy.

Leng Quanyi trembled her fingertips, with abnormal enthusiasm in her eyes, but her gaze was still pious, "Senior Sister, do you know the puppy?"

He kept talking to himself, "Puppies like to pee to mark their territory."

"Besides... Senior Sister also said that I look like a puppy."

These illogical words made Yu Zhao even more confused. He didn't know what these three sentences meant. Why did he mention the puppy?

Leng Quanyi's mouth curled up, and he didn't continue the topic. He asked casually, "Sister, do you want to bask in the sun?"

Yu Zhao nodded in confusion. The young man reached through her legs, picked her up, and placed her on the dressing table. He stood in front of her and looked at her quietly.

"This way, Senior Sister can enjoy the sun."

Sitting on the dressing table, Yu Zhao still wanted to chase him away, "If you have nothing else to do, just go ahead."

"Sister, why are you so anxious to get me out?" The young man looked at her with wet eyes, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

You still ask why, don’t you have any idea?

Yu Zhao's forehead twitched wildly, and then she turned her face away. She wanted to ignore the fact that he 'accidentally' loosened his clothes and 'accidentally' exposed a large area of ​​skin.

This look...she was very familiar with it.

This is simply like a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken.

Leng Quanyi pursed her dry lips and decided not to pretend anymore. She walked forward, took Yu Zhao's hand, rubbed it gently with her fingertips, leaned over and kissed him forcefully, her lips trembling slightly.

"Sister, I heard that Tongnan's essence and yang are very nourishing. I want to help you heal your wounds."

Yu Zhao's whole body froze. She wanted to pretend nothing happened and get down from the dressing table, but the young man in front of her stood in front of her, refusing to budge and slowly approaching. She had no choice but to step back until her lower back hit the mirror and she had nowhere to retreat.

"Junior brother, you know about my situation, so please don't join in the fun." She looked at him and spoke earnestly.

As she spoke, she wanted to break free from his hand. His slender fingers pinched her fingertips, like a feather brushing past. Leng Quanyi rubbed her neck, and his lips brushed against the skin there.

"If you don't like it, you can break free."

If you don't struggle, it means you agree.

"Can you let go first?" Yu Zhao felt as if his hands were about to be torn off and he couldn't break free at all.

The young man reached out his hand and stroked her white chin, smiling and saying, "No."

He raised his hand and slowly put the fingers he was playing with into his mouth, his eyes red. He was tasting some delicious food first. The warm tip of his tongue gave Yu Zhao an electric shock feeling, and the desire to retract his hand reached its peak.

But the owner of the hand was not panicked at all.

The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the senses there are very sharp. The boy gently bit them with his teeth, stirred them lightly with the tip of his tongue, and his face flushed.

It took a while before he let go of his wet hands.

Yu Zhao also hurriedly withdrew her hand and subconsciously wanted to find something to wipe it. The clothes scattered by the boy at her hand were the best choice.

Just when she was distracted, Leng Quanyi leaned forward and pressed against her jaw. Something slowly extended from his hot lips, and the tip of his tongue moved upward flexibly.

Yu Zhao's mind went blank. She stretched out her wet hand to stop him, but the nimble tip of his tongue slipped into her lips first. She had no choice but to grit her teeth to prevent it from running around.

But she ignored the fact that her junior brother's clothes were already shaky. When her fingertips touched them just now, the clothes were hooked and fell completely to the ground.

The delicate white skin was so hot that Yu Zhao was dumbfounded.

Because... this kid is not wearing anything underneath!

While she was stunned, Leng Quanyi lowered his eyes, raised his hand to grab her sleeve to stop her next move, and his tongue tip smoothly slipped in, gently sucking and biting the soft tongue he had dreamed of.

The heavy breathing was surprisingly hot, and the tiny swallowing sounds were like a small animal eating. Yu Zhao's face was hot and his whole body was stiff.

The hot hand came down on the back of her neck and she could only continue the kiss.

The boy's eyes suddenly blurred for a moment, and he sucked harder, suppressing his unspeakable gasps. The hot water stains fell on the hem of Yu Zhao's dress, and the white stars gathered into a single mass, standing out prominently against the inky hem.

Yu Zhao's pupils trembled and his mind went blank.

After a long while, Leng Quanyi breathed softly, and seemed to be slowly calming down.

There was a hint of pride in his eyes as he murmured, "Sorry, Senior Sister, I soiled your clothes."

This... Yu Zhao was so angry that he was fuming, his fingers were shaking, and the tips of his ears were red.

This guy actually... in front of her...

OK!

Very good!

With his blood boiling, Yu Zhao pushed his body away, pressed him down on the recliner, unbuttoned his clothes with one hand, and pinched his jaw.

"Very proud, huh?!"

Yu Zhao approached him and bit his lower lip hard, not caring about the injury on his shoulder at all. She was really angry.

The garden is full of spring water, and the sound of panting is scattered and disorderly.

Half an hour later, Yu Zhao staggered to his feet. His legs felt a little weak, and he looked at the boy with red skin, panting rapidly. His neck and shoulders were covered with bite marks from her.

"Now you are satisfied!"

Across from her, Lengquan Yimo had her hair loose, her lips were rosy, her eyes exuded a charm that captivated both men and women, her long eyelashes were a little glistening, and she looked both pitiful and harmless.

His whole body felt numb and tingling, tormenting his heart all the time.

"It's not enough, not enough at all." The boy's eyes were burning as he gripped her wrist tightly. With a slight force, he pulled the girl into his arms, then turned over, and their positions were completely swapped.

"Since Senior Sister is tired, it's my turn."

The boy's wet black hair was wrapped around his neck, his eyes were upturned and red, and he looked like a siren intercepting ships on the sea.

As their breaths intertwined, Leng Quanyi's eyes became blurred, and the strength in his hands was a bit heavy, as if he wanted to tear the person to pieces.

Yu Zhao's heart was in turmoil, his head was a little dizzy, and his voice was trembling, "Don't..."

The boy's fingertips fell on her waist, and water droplets rolled down the sweaty butterfly wing bones. The tip of his tongue wandered over the fair and delicate skin. He could bend her slender waist into a satisfactory arc.

"I am senior sister's puppy. Since I am a puppy, I must leave my own mark on senior sister." He said with a pitiful tone, his shoulders trembling slightly, and he was extremely excited.

Tears welled up in her eyes, with a seductive halo, and her hair was disheveled and fell to the ground.

"Senior sister, you can use me as a healing tool. Don't worry about it." When he said the last few words, his tone changed completely.

Her lips were slightly parted, and her breathing was low and indulgent.

Yu Zhao looked up at the ceiling, feeling lost and soaked, his body almost covered in the tears of his good junior brother.

The two silhouettes are entangled, filling the room with beauty.

When Yu Zhao woke up again, the sunlight from outside the window slanted in and fell on the top of his black hair.

The surroundings are in a mess, unsightly...

The door was still open, which was no different from committing adultery in broad daylight.

Yu Zhao rubbed his temples and tried to push his arms away from his chest, but the young man beside him hummed and tightened his arms again, leaving the girl in his arms unable to move.

The hot and humid breath sprayed on his skin, making Yu Zhao dare not make any unnecessary movements for a moment.

Leng Quanyi narrowed his amber eyes slightly, flashing a cunning light, and his hot breath fell on the white earlobe, deeply sucking in the fragrance that was tainted with his taste.

"I will belong to Senior Sister from now on."

Senior sister has his scent inside and out, I’m so happy.

The young man's hands moved restlessly, and Yu Zhao grabbed his wrist with trembling hands. Before she could speak, a little warmth was imprinted on her lips, and this time it was just a light taste.

The boy's eyes were as deep as the sea, and his love was unconcealed. Yu Zhao paused and then let him be.

The junior sister became a Taoist partner, and now he has become a junior brother. He has many identities.

The breeze blew outside the house, the vines were green and lush, and dewdrops condensed on them, swaying gently in the wind.

Yu Zhao glanced at her twice and then looked away, as if coaxing a child, "Can you please stop touching me?"

Leng Quanyi tilted his head, moved closer, and whispered in her ear, "No."

He waited for a long time before she came.

From now on, I hope everything will be better than before.