Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to marry

Unable to hold it any longer, Tan Yuran's hand slowly descended along the curve of Cheng Qiyan's back, until it reached the upright place.The ten fingers slid down the gap under the tailbone, and the tightly closed temptation was hidden deep inside.

The sensitive area was touched, and Cheng Qiyan subconsciously tightened his muscles.

"Qachihiko, relax a bit and listen to me attentively, okay?"

The bewitching voice sounded, but the tension was aggravated. Cheng Qiyan tried to shift his attention to other places. He turned the ring on his ring finger, as if he had touched a spell, and his head began to ache again.

At that moment, the fingers dipped in the cream cake stretched the folds of the hole~mouth, an unprecedented feeling, which made the ears buzz instantly.

A corner of the memory exploded in his mind, and some scattered fragments appeared in front of his eyes.

"Do not……"

Cheng Qiyan turned over and pulled the bathrobe between his legs ~, still a little panicked.

Tan Yuran immediately stopped his movements. He examined the thoughts hidden behind Cheng Qiyan's expression. Did he suddenly remember the past?

"Did I hurt you?"

He gently held Cheng Qiyan tightly in his arms again.

"No, I, I can't accept this kind of thing for a while, I think...it's very, very strange to be touched by a man." He stood up and looked at Tan Yuran, "Please give me some

time, ok? "

Tan Yuran waited for so long, and was not in a hurry for this moment, but he was also unwilling to give up. He held Cheng Qiyan's hand tightly, but the latter flung it away fiercely.

He bypassed the empty wine bottle by the fireplace and walked into his room naked.Blocked Tan Yuran's sight from the door.

Still not working?

Tan Yuran took a deep breath, there was still passion in his eyes that had not been completely extinguished, he smiled wryly, and this smile was full of too many things, it was a tense feeling of looking forward and backward, and also

There is a sense of fatigue at every step.

But the possessive desire that he wants to get, but he can't get rid of it like a demon... It's what he wants, and he will get it one day. Next time, he won't be able to say no!

Tan Yuran picked up the bathrobe on the floor, went to the bathroom and turned on the cold water to solve the fire that had nowhere to burn.

Wiping away the mist on the mirror, the man inside has unpredictable eyes, firmness with madness, a soul bound by obsession, the same for ten years.

The mist slowly obscured the mirror again.

There are some dangerous people that Cheng Qiyan can no longer see at will.

Waking up early in the morning, Tan Yuran was still so energetic. He automatically filtered out the unhappiness of last night, but kept his mind on the moment when Cheng Qiyan agreed to have further affection with him when the fireworks were blooming.

When he just came out of the bathroom, Tan Yuran pushed Cheng Qiyan behind the Christmas tree, and offered a domineering kiss that could not be refused.

"What are you doing, are you sick early in the morning?"

Cheng Qiyan pushed him away, and wiped someone's saliva off his lips with the back of his hand.

"Do what a couple should do!"

The warm smile on Tan's face made Cheng think of the word "return to light", and he avoided it in surprise.

"If you dare to let Xiao Ting see it, be careful I will kill you!!!"

"Well, every honest and aboveboard couple starts from an underground love ~ person!!! Qiyan don't worry, I know who I am now!"

"Go to hell—"