dream eater

Fan Tian thought, Jiang Heran was a bit special to him.

He likes Jiang Heran's body, and he also cares about Jiang Heran's feelings.

When making love on the window sill in the corridor, the madman suddenly let go, and the second he fell back before his eyes, his first reaction was to grab him desperately.

At that time, the disordered heartbeat was telling him that he cared about Jiang impressively.

The man who stayed next to Jiang Heran's pillow spent a long time without sleep in the dark, trying to understand this concern.

The person next to him seemed to wake up after turning over a few times. The long legs hooked around his waist twisted the quilt wrapped between the legs, and he gasped heavily.

Jiang impressively fell into heat again.

The birth control pill disrupted the menstrual period, and this time the lust period was delayed for a long time. Jiang Heran thought he had avoided it, but in reality, he poured a pot of boiling hot water on him.

Jiang Heran swallowed his Adam's apple, covered half of his face with the quilt, avoided the hormonal breath of the man next to him, and tried to fall asleep again.

Can't do it, want to be entered.His flaws need to be filled.

Obviously just before going to bed.

Jiang Heran supported his penis and moved it, struggling for a long time, finally fulfilled his wish, pushed his finger into the hole, and began to thrust inexperiencedly.

The suddenly turned on light exposed his madness, Jiang Heran stared blankly at Fan Tian, ​​as if he was trying to judge whether the man was sleepwalking.

Jiang, who is not serious about sex, is masturbating hungrily.

"Is it because I didn't satisfy you?" Fan Tian pulled Jiang's two fingers, which were soaked in spring water, from the acupuncture points he was reluctant to part with, and slapped the slightly swollen meat hole, and the small hole immediately contracted after being taught a lesson She closed her eyes, "Who allowed you to play here behind my back?"

"Satisfied." Jiang impressively seemed to be masochistic. Not only was he not annoyed, but the soft flesh that was slapped became even more wet. "I still want it."

Seen by Jiang Heran's eyes full of lust, the seduced person is like a beast eager to mate, his blood rushing down, and he immediately has a strong urge.

Fan Tian didn't plan to go to bed tonight, and in that case, his bed partner shouldn't sleep either.

Jiang Heran has always been open-minded in sexual matters, knowing how to make both parties comfortable, active and cooperative, between the legs he hugged, the exposed two acupoints were muddy, red and swollen, after a long period of sex, they seemed to be worn out The cock is slightly open, and it can't be closed, but the cock that has been shot in a mess is still shaking tremblingly, expressing lustful desire.

During this period, the person who has never concealed his emotions has expressed his love for the other half countless times, like a spell that seduces people's hearts, making the person under the curse unreasonably certain that Jiang He really needs him, cannot do without him, and will be attached to him until death .

A dead-hearted, sympathetic bedmate.Cleaner than prostitutes, more playful than prostitutes, can withstand no matter how hard the fuck is, and love it.

Worth staying.

After a night of indulgence, Jiang Heran, who was paralyzed by the bed and smoking a cigarette, came to Fan Tian's side, and kissed him on the side of the face.

"Good morning, I love you more today than yesterday."

The intense emotion in the other party's eyes was directly transmitted to him through his eyes, Fan Tian seemed to understand what love is all about.

Fan Tian kissed the other party back, and smiled rarely, "I hope you will say that again tomorrow."

In addition to representing love, white roses often appear at funerals, and the flower language implies solemn grief. Jiang Heran sent flowers to Tsurui, but he had the foresight.

Fan Tian didn't wait for Jiang's impressive confession the next day, because the leader's most important subordinate had an accident.

The intelligence team personnel who came in to report bit the bullet, like an inexperienced god of death, read the brief obituary into a lament with a drawn voice: "Captain Crane has been killed."

The damaged vehicle in which Tsurui was riding was salvaged at the scene of the accident.

The most optimistic situation right now is that if no body is found, it can be assumed that he is still alive.

The leader received the news with a calm expression, asked about the latest investigation situation and details, called all the important officials into his office, assigned investigation tasks, and then dismissed all the people in the house.

There was a bouquet of flowers on the desk, Jiang Heran gave it to Hejing earlier, that guy somehow returned the white roses in the vase.A faint fragrance permeates the room, elegant and warm.

If it really fulfilled the unlucky meaning, Hua is here with him now, the damned person should be him.

Jiang impressively dialed Tsurui's number as if nothing had happened.

The person who usually wouldn't make him wait for more than three seconds didn't take care of his poor patience this time.

After the call was busy because no one answered, the mobile phone was smashed to the ground by the angry man.

Fan Tian, ​​who came belatedly, knocked on the door of Jiang Heran's office.

The house seemed to have been swept away by a typhoon, and the floor was in a mess, only the vase was left intact on the desk.

Jiang, who was sitting on the window sill, fixed his eyes on the bouquet.

Fan Tian thought of Jiang Heran jumping out of the window as if he committed suicide last time, and frowned, "Come down."

Jiang, who was just blowing the air to calm his mind, glanced at his outstretched hand and remained unmoved.

"Tsurui will be fine."

Fan Tian was not simply comforting Jiang Heran, he came late because He Jing was rescued while he was still alive.

Fan Tian hugged Jiang Heran down, imitating Jiang Heran's comforting behavior to him before, and gently patted him on the back, "You still have me."

Jiang's bloodshot eyes cleared a little, and he murmured as if trying to convince someone, "I still have you."

What broke the silence was the death-like ringtone of the landline.

The landline that was swept under the desk, because it was near the vase, was only affected by the aftermath, and escaped the fate of dying. It stubbornly used the ring tone of poor contact to announce the news to the people in the house.

Fan Tian stepped forward to answer the phone.

The caller was Kane, the leader's driver.

The young man, whose voice was as weak and harmless as his appearance, cleared his throat, and said in a staggering tone, "Tell the leader to answer the phone, I have something important to tell him."

Jiang Heran's mood was frighteningly low, but Kane seemed to have found a backbone, suppressed his crying, and hurriedly said: "Come here, leader, Mr. He is here."

"There were cars chasing us all the time before, and I managed to get rid of them. Mr. He is in a very bad situation now, but I dare not leave the house. I don't know if those people followed. Please, come and save him .”

Fan Tian's expression was silent. It turned out that the driver who ran over everyone in the report, pushed Tsurui's trapped car a street away, and quickly transferred the person away was this new driver who was also an eyesore.

Jiang impressively felt the congealed blood flow with his heart again, and asked where the two were.

Kane choked for a moment, and before speaking out, he asked cautiously: "Is there anyone else by your side?"

"I saw someone who wanted to kill Mr. Crane."

"It was a very tall man with a gun in his left hand and a black heart tattoo on the back of the hand that held the gun."

Although the masked man just suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley and pointed his gun at them, the racer's unusual dynamic vision still caught the features of the other person in a glance in the rearview mirror.

Jiang immediately understood.

It wasn't a heart-shaped tattoo, but the left-hander had the "spades" of the playing card suit on the back of his hand.The person beside Jiang Heran who fits this characteristic is Messilia's bodyguard—Spades.

Kane had obviously seen the attendant next to the beautiful woman, and the frightened bird didn't trust anyone except the leader, "Mr. Crane doesn't trust your adopted son very much."

Jiang impressively looked at Fan Tian, ​​"Go and talk to Messilia."

"I want to go with you to meet Tsurui." The leader's lackey bites the person on the other side of the phone, "Or I go to meet him, I'm worried that the other party is cheating."

At the same time, the sound of the seriously injured person vomiting blood and Kane's anxious cry came from the other end of the phone.

Every second wasted leads to irreparable regret.

Without hesitation, Jiang impressively chose to rescue Tsurui unconditionally, and was even willing to identify with the people from Hejing.

"If it's really fraudulent, if we both go, it's just to send a double kill to each other. I don't want you to go to thunder for me and bring the members of the medical team and intelligence team over."

Fan Tian accepted the order with a blank face.

Jiang Heran asked about Tsurui's injury, and told the frantic young man on the other end of the phone how to give emergency treatment.Pulling the man who was about to leave closer, he kissed him lightly, "Wait for me to come back later."

It was rare for Fan Tian not to be on call.

It probably won't be too late when he and Jiang impressively meet again.