Why is it always you in time travel

"Xiaoman she..."

Chen Zijin's lips were blocked, and he swallowed his unfinished lines.

It was that kind of kiss that was too strong to be refused. Even Chen Zijin, who thought he was agile, had never been able to resist this force.Chen Zijin's scalp was numb from the kiss, Song Yu held the back of his head with one hand, and clasped the other hand behind his waist, restraining him, leading him into the room step by step.

Closing the eyes blocked the antique furnishings, the brain lacked oxygen, and the consciousness was a little blurred for a while, as if unable to distinguish between space and time.

Chen Zijin vaguely seemed to have returned to the time when he and Song Yu first crossed the brotherhood line a long time ago.

That night, in a nightclub, more than a dozen brothers from the Green Gang gathered in the same private room to drink, the air was full of pungent smoke and alcohol, Chen Zijin was on high alert under the appearance of lack of interest, keeping his expressions Observe everyone's every move.

When his eyes swept over Song Yu, the man's long and narrow eyes were shining with the customary cold light, and he was looking at him without moving.

Song Yu was born like a bad guy, whether it was the ruthlessness in his bones or the temperament of his appearance, he would give people a feeling of bloodthirsty and indifference. When strangers meet him for the first time, they will inevitably feel terrified.

But Chen Zijin was used to it.

Chen Zijin was used to Song Yu with such a cold gaze, and in fact, he could already sense the gentleness revealed in that expression.He smiled at this person, moved closer in the noisy environment, touched him with his shoulder, and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

"You look boring." Song Yu replied.

Chen Zijin nodded: "It's a bit." He leaned back on the sofa, stretched his arms above his head, and said helplessly, "You know, I don't like such occasions. It's so boring, there's nothing to do."

"Shall I accompany you for entertainment?" Song Yu's voice had a slight upward consonant, which seemed to be a question.

Chen Zijin became interested, and looked at him curiously and expectantly.

Before Tan Gao's arm was retracted, Song Yu bent his lips and threw the lighted cigarette in his hand on the table. The wine poured on the table instantly wiped out the red cigarette end. The man turned sideways without looking at Chen Zi Jin approached, and suddenly clasped the two wrists that were high on the top of his hair with his palms.

Chen Zijin opened his lips in surprise, and then an aggressive kiss fell.

There was a moment of silence in the private room, and then it became even more noisy than before. A group of people booed excitedly, praising their boss for his courage.

Chen Zijin was kissed so badly that he fell in love with Song Yu out of nowhere. With the last bit of rationality remaining in his mind, he diligently searched for a high-sounding reason: undercover... is always out of control.

Until later it became involuntary.

Chen Zijin fell backwards on the soft bed.

Opening his eyes, the man with sword-brows and star-eyed eyes, just an inch away, revealed an upright attitude just by his facial features.

Chen Zijin couldn't help but put his palm on his lips, blocking Song Yu's approaching kiss, then reached out and scratched his forehead and cheeks lightly, and said, "Enough, let's make you look like a fake!" The mask is off, I'm not used to it."

"If you're not used to it, you have to get used to it." Song Yu grabbed his hand helplessly, and said with a dull smile, "I look like this now, who told you it's a fake face?"

Chen Zijin was dumbfounded when he heard this, and his eyes widened in surprise, as if he couldn't believe it. He turned to the man's face and checked it carefully again.

"Real leather, as fake as it is."

"Isn't it?" Chen Zijin was full of surprise. He didn't know how to evaluate this strange incident of wearing a soul and wearing a name without wearing a face. After thinking about it, he felt that this kind of thing had never been played in TV dramas. Theoretically speaking, it was possible. Realized... No, what happened to him now has long been out of theory.

It's all because he used to be too superstitious about science.

Song Yu patted his face lightly, and asked seriously: "I used to be good-looking, or am I good-looking now?"

"You look better now," Chen Zijin didn't hesitate at all, and after answering honestly and objectively, he began to think carefully about this question, and then added, "But Song Yu, your previous appearance is more suitable for you."

"why?"

"You don't fit with this upright style of painting," Chen Zijin explained with a smile, "I don't know how you became the leader of the martial arts. I probably have to digest this change slowly."

"What about you?" Song Yu leaned on his elbows and looked down at him, whispering, "Ah Rui, I have been used to it for half a year, and the temperament I have cultivated for many years is really hard to change, but I have clearly recognized and got used to it. What you do. And you are new here, do you already remember your identity?"

Chen Zijin was at a loss for a moment, unable to find an answer, and then heard the man ask: "Are you a policeman now, or the young master of Luomei Castle?"

Quite directly.

Chen Zijin has not been in this world for a long time, but all he has been thinking about is finding Song Yu, and this is the first time he is facing this problem.Speaking of which, he has already accepted the identity of the young castle master, but he still does not seem to have lost his identity as a policeman. However, this place is not the original customs, let alone the original society, and some things cannot continue to exist.

Song Yu lowered his head and rubbed against the tip of his nose, unable to hear any clear emotion, he said slowly, "Ah Rui, no one is born a wicked person."

Chen Zijin didn't want to think anymore, he pressed the back of his neck and exchanged fiery wet kisses with him.

What to say, anyway, the leader of the Green Gang has a good eloquence, and he can even work as a lawyer part-time. Now that the situation is so complicated, why bother to think about such a headache.

"Song Yu, hug me." The moist and warm breath sprayed into the other party's porches, Chen Zijin was the same as that night in the nightclub, and did not intend to continue to find a clear and clear reason for his enjoyment.

A low moan overflowed from Song Yu's throat, and he held the man's Adam's apple in his mouth. While peeling off his clothes, he licked and kissed his chest along the tight muscles, biting the upright nipple with Fang Qiao's strength to bite the pain. .

The top of the already excited penis was rubbed through the obscene pants, Chen Zijin panted slightly, and asked intermittently: "Why is it half a year early... Are you sad..."

"Sad," Song Yu sucked two hard breaths on his chest, and said from his lips, "I know the worst possibility is that you will never show up, but I have never dared to seriously think about this possibility, so I have to wait for you. "

Chen Zijin didn't really want to ask, but he couldn't help it subconsciously. When he came back to his senses, he had said those words in a long-lost pleasure and heard such an answer.

Song Yu smiled with his eyes bent, and the slightly raised eyes were rarely similar to the evil look he used to have. Sure enough, the essence in his bones cannot be changed. He joked back: "I am really not a good person. I am looking forward to the girl from Luomei Castle every day. The owner of the castle had some accidents, such as choking to death when drinking water, choking to death when eating, and sleeping to death."

Chen Zijin trembled in guilt, afraid that the person who was holding his last breath in his body could hear this, after all, the Young Castle Master himself seemed to be able to explain that he died of sleep...

Song Yu put his palms into his obscene trousers, touched and played with his upturned avatar, stroking it back and forth, and said in a long tone: "When I just woke up, this martial arts leader had been lying on the bed for half a month. There were serious injuries on his body. I guess he didn't make it through in the end, so he left this body to me."

Comfortable and joyful rushing to the scalp, Chen Zijin couldn't hold back the low cry of comfort, listening to the words in his ears, he thought in a daze, probably that's what happened... In this world, the martial arts leader Yang's life is over, and Song Yu just got it The chance of rebirth, and the reason why he was late for half a year was because the original young castle master himself was in good health, and it was not until a few days ago that he had an accident and went mad, causing his life to hang by a thread.

As for why his life was hanging by a thread instead of just dying, Chen Zijin really couldn't explain it.

"Young castle master is insane... He secretly learned martial arts..."

Song Yu tore off Chen Zijin's obscene pants, parted his legs, and pressed his lower body against them.

Chen Zijin paused and didn't want to continue. He just felt that there was something wrong with both of them. At such a historic moment, why should they exchange clues and present evidence in a proper manner.

The pulp of Song Yu's index finger stroked the slightly dripping top of his erect tip, touching it to expand the posterior acupoint.Chen Zijin gritted his teeth and endured, feeling that it was really torture without lubricant, and if this went on like this, he would probably bleed out just by relying on this man's index finger.

After holding back for a while, Song Yu finally pushed his avatar into the depths.

Chen Zijin licked his dry lips, looked at him half-opened and half-closed with lustful eyes, raised his hand to wipe off the thin sweat on his forehead, and said softly, "Do you know... looking at your face... ...it feels like going out for sex behind your back..."

Song Yu pursed his lips, and slammed into something hard, causing him to raise his head and groan.The man leaned down to press against his chest, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pumped his lower body slightly, but the frequency was getting faster and faster as if he was not allowed to breathe.

Chen Zijin didn't have the strength to talk nonsense, and he scratched the brocade quilt with his hands for a while, and almost squeezed his fists until the veins bulged, but still couldn't reduce the crazy pleasure.

"Ah Rui, relax." Song Yu bit the corner of his mouth lightly, and stroked his inner thigh with his hand, and the people under him immediately relaxed the muscles of his body in a slight tremor, and couldn't help laughing, "All your sensitive points are related to him." Same as before."

The fiery avatar kept coming and going in and out of the tight acupoint, Chen Zijin didn't speak any more, just moaned uncontrollably, there was a ball of fire in his belly that was about to be sprayed at any time.

Chen Zijin finally found a sense of reality—the reality of rebirth, and the reality of finding Song Yu.

The shocking situation, and the person's appearance, which is really not used to, were lost in Song Yu's words of "same as before".

"It's not the same..." Chen Zijin shook his head in confusion, twisted his waist and slammed into this person, not finishing what he wanted to say.

——Everything is new and can be started all over again.

It's great that there is no Green Gang, only leader Song.

Chen Zijin wrapped his legs around Song Yu's strong waist. Song Yu grunted for a while, adjusted his posture slightly, pinched his buttocks and pumped them hard.

A cloudy white liquid slowly overflowed from the joint, and accompanied by a clearly audible impact sound, the man responded with a low smile: "That's right...it's different, the only thing remains the same..."

Chen Zijin struggled on the verge of climax, Song Yu bent down, and uttered the second half of soft words when he arrived.

"You are still my lover."