Mu Hanzhong

Nan Xiaohuan was shocked, just about to speak, when his wrist hurt, the man pulled him over with all his strength, the foreground shook, but in an instant, he was pushed down by Wu Ye on the table.

The face that caught the eye was unparalleled, the fair and smooth skin was dyed with a faint blush, and a few strands of hair hanging down fell on Nan Xiaohuan's face, slightly blocking the line of sight, but it couldn't stop the needle-like gaze.

Those black eyes that were calm and smiling not so long ago, now there is no trace of reason, and there is a naked beast-like desire in the scorching flames.

This look...is exactly the same as that day!

The tide of deliberately forgotten memories surged up in an instant. Complex emotions such as humiliation and unwillingness flashed in Nan Xiaohuan's eyes. He gritted his teeth and tried to get up and break free. Sensing his intention, he struck like lightning, sealing several big holes all over his body.

His body was limp and weak, he couldn't even move a finger, only his facial features remained, and he still had a little control.

He, Nan Xiaohuan, had never been afraid of anything in his life, but because of this kind of thing today, he could only let the icy chill creep down his back and devour his body inch by inch.

The sound of cotton being torn was heard, and the black outer shirt was torn into pieces together with the inner clothes and thrown to the ground.The strong upper body was naked and touched the air.

Wu Ye lay on Nan Xiaohuan's body, licking it inch by inch from his neck, while a long white hand moved around on the wheat-colored skin at the same time.

The tongue rolled onto two spots on the wheat-colored chest, and after lightly biting, it began to stay for a long time.

Nan Xiaohuan lay on his back on the table with no expression on his face, traces of bright red blood slowly oozed from his clenched lips, and then slid down his well-defined chin.

The scorching heat under his body clamored to break through the confinement in his brain, and only the most primitive desire remained in his consciousness, but years of experience could not stop Wu Ye from disregarding the feelings of the people under him.

The vermilion fruit on one side was already wet with saliva, the long tongue was slightly hooked, and the next moment it stabbed lightly towards the top...

"Hmm...!" Xiao Huan trembled, and an indistinct moan escaped from his throat.No matter how he ignored it, the place where the man's tongue passed seemed to be on fire.Unlike the last time, going straight forward is different, this time, although it is an extremely similar situation, but...

This idea only turned around, and was rushed down by the pleasure coming from the chest...

The dark brown spot in front of her eyes was already red and swollen, and she stood up completely, with saliva on it, looking indescribably confusing.The tongue sticks out again, gently circling on that point, licking and pressing.

Nan Xiaohuan bit his lips tighter and tighter, but he still couldn't resist the invasion of pleasure, and deep and forbearing gasps and groans overflowed uncontrollably from his throat, and even his consciousness gradually began to blur...

As the breeze blows, the bamboo shakes slightly, making a soft rattling sound. If you listen carefully, you can hear low moaning and rapid breathing mixed with it.The afternoon sun penetrated the few clusters of bamboo planted beside the bamboo house and shot into the house. A few pieces of rags were thrown messily on the ground in front of the table.

The clothes all over the body are gone, and the body with clear texture is exposed in the early summer sun. The wheat-colored skin feels flexible and strong, and the slender fingers gently caress the lower abdomen. When he was cloned, Xiao Huan could only gasp for breath, his trembling chest rose and fell rapidly with his breathing.

Before he could utter the word "no", he was overwhelmed by the rush of pleasure, and the successive stimulations made him close to the brink of collapse.Not to mention the scalding temperature, which came from the most sensitive part of the body, combined with the rapid up and down movements, made Nan Xiaohuan sink into the sea of ​​desire and couldn't extricate himself.

His long hair was scattered and stuck to his body, and his wheat-colored skin dyed with a faint blush and sunlight was indescribably alluring. Looking at the steamy eyes of the tall and cold man below him, Wu Ye's throat twitched. The desire to hold back became more and more painful.The movements of the hands gradually accelerated, until the person under him trembled suddenly, and the scorching liquid sprayed Wu Ye's hands all over.

After releasing his desire, Nan Xiaohuan's mind went blank, and he could only breathe in the lingering aftertaste of pleasure...

Separated the legs of the person under him, and pressed them to the sides as gently as possible, but still accidentally pulled them, Nan Xiaohuan was pulled back from the lust by the pain, and as soon as he regained consciousness, he saw that his legs had opened at some point Angled into an unimaginable angle... His face became hot, and the feeling of humiliation instantly extinguished the remaining pleasure in his body. Thinking of that night, Nan Xiaohuan's eyes flashed a pleading, silently lowered his eyes, and his hoarse voice was almost unbearable. It sounded loudly: "...No...don't...My lord..."

The person who was tearing off his belt didn't hear it, and just continued with his hands.

Finally, the belt was thrown to the ground, and the man's body was pressed forward. The next moment, a scorching object rubbed against Nan Xiaohuan's buttocks.The moment he realized what that represented, despair surged into his heart uncontrollably, and he gritted his teeth. Nan Xiaohuan could only close his eyes, turn his head to the side, stop looking, stop thinking, and forced himself to isolate himself from the outside world. stand up.

The slender legs were fully opened, the knee joints were supported by the hands, and they were pressed down on the head of the person below him. As Wu Ye's strength increased, the thin waist was pulled off the table, soaring into the air... …

Wu Ye's mind became hot, and the last trace of clarity was completely replaced by fanaticism. Using force with both hands, he slammed open the buttocks of the person under him, stood up, and sent his own huge scorching heat into him.

"what----!!"

The moment his body was torn apart, Nan Xiaohuan screamed out, and the muscles all over his body tightened violently.A few strands of blood slowly flowed down his pale lips, and blue veins burst out on his forehead. He wanted to grab something, but he couldn't control his body at all, so he could only let the people on him do whatever he wanted.

Wu Ye felt that he was about to be driven crazy by the pain coming from him, the clone only entered a little bit, and could no longer move forward.The fire in his body that had subsided slightly began to burn again, scorching his sanity, ignoring the pain, but driven by instinct, he pushed forward inch by inch until it was completely buried in the tight and fiery tunnel.

After a short period of pain, the avatar was tightly wrapped by the hot and humid inner wall and felt indescribably comfortable. Even the fire raging in the body seemed to be suppressed, and then lubricated by the blood, Wu Ye began to slowly move his slender waist.

Deeply inserted again and again, almost completely left again and again, so repeatedly, huge satisfaction and pleasure hit the limbs, Wu Ye squinted his eyes, completely immersed in the pleasure brought by the soft and hot tunnel .

He wants to go deeper and feel more!

Blood dripped down Nan Xiaohuan's legs, his complexion turned pale from the pain, his eyes turned black, and cold sweat slid down his forehead onto the table, as if he was in the flames of hell, Nan Xiaohuan felt that his internal organs were almost being burned. This time, uh, the impact was pushed out again and again, cold sweat dripped down, and the body trembled unconsciously.

He couldn't help screaming hoarsely anymore, but he couldn't reduce one ten-thousandth of the pain he was enduring...

The pain that seemed to never end finally faded away, and the fingers that were gripping the edge of the table moved slightly. Nan Xiaohuan lay on his back on the table, blinked his eyelashes slightly, and slowly gathered some sanity.

The afternoon sun is as clear as water, and when it shines on the bare skin, there is a slight burning sensation.The acupoints have been automatically unlocked, but the whole body is sore, the skeleton seems to have been disassembled and reassembled, and I can't lift a bit of strength.

His eyes slowly swept to the sleeping young man lying on his chest, the sunlight flickered between his long eyelashes, his handsome and innocent sleeping face was like the most innocent gem in the world...

Nan Xiaohuan didn't know how many times the person on his body had been released in his body, but he only knew that the avatar buried in his body was still slightly energetic, his sword eyebrows frowned, and he got up from the table with support.The sleeping person didn't realize it, and was still sleeping soundly. He didn't know what he dreamed of, and a slight smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Nan Xiaohuan looked at the young man. For a moment, even he himself couldn't tell what was contained in the complex emotions that flashed through his heart. He could only try to suppress the memories just now, holding the young man's shoulders, and Man pulls from himself.

As soon as the avatar was pulled away, red and white liquid gushed out from the empty acupuncture point and slid down the inner thigh.Nan Xiaohuan didn't seem to feel it, he just hugged the young man and placed him on the bamboo bed.Then he staggered to the side, picked up the barely wearable undershirt among the rags on the ground, and put it on.

Finally, he turned around and glanced at the young man who fell asleep on the bed.

The cold facial features still had a cold expression, but with a bit of weakness after the love affair, the eyelids slowly drooped, Nan Xiaohuan looked at it quietly for a while, and then walked out.

Only the sound of long and gentle breathing echoed in the room...