The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

"Wait." Gu Heyan, who was kissed by Mu Zhiming, turned his head away. He took a deep breath and tried his best to keep calm, "You are drunk."

"Yes, I'm drunk." Young Master Mu bent his eyes and smiled wantonly, pecked at Gu Heyan's side face, then became more bold and bold, reached out and pulled Gu Heyan's belt, ripping his clothes into crumpled pieces ,very messy.

Gu Heyan was astonished, and when he came back to his senses, he pressed Mu Zhiming's hand, and said in a deep voice, "Don't act recklessly."

Young Master Mu poked his neck and said righteously: "I don't."

Gu Heyan: "You're drunk, you don't even know what you're doing."

"I know." Mu Zhiming said, he held Gu Heyan's hand instead and clasped his fingers, pulled it to his lips, exhaled and kissed him intimately, then gently rubbed Gu Heyan's palm with his side face, Mu Zhiming was clear With a smile, she said with great certainty, "I want to kiss you, and I want you to kiss me."

"No." Gu Heyan closed his eyes and then opened them again, turning his head and not daring to look at Mu Zhiming, suppressing the heavy and deep desire in his eyes, he pulled his hand away from Mu Zhiming's palm.

"Yes." Mu Zhiming wrapped his arms around Gu Heyan's neck weakly because of drunkenness, and said, "I like you."

The four words were uttered so easily from Mu Zhiming's mouth, but it seemed that Gu Heyan had been immobilized by a spell, making him unable to move, and even his breathing seemed to have stopped.

The little boy expressed his intentions through Jiu Jin but got no response, he lingered on Gu Heyan relentlessly, repeating: "I like you, did you hear that?"

Gu Heyan sighed for a long time, turned his head to look at Mu Zhiming, and asked word by word: "Who am I?"

The drunkard tilted his head in bewilderment, he looked at his eyebrows, not like the sharp sword eyebrows of his crush, he looked at his nose, not like his sweetheart's high nose bridge, and when he looked at his lips, it didn't look like the person in his dream was sharp and thin. Lips, but in those eyes that are like black ink, there is his figure hidden in the two lifetimes of Yoyo.

That's right, the person in front of him is Da Jin's loyal and loyal General Gu, and also his Gu Heyan.

Mu Zhiming opened his lips to answer but then stopped abruptly. Although he was drunk, there was a voice deep in his heart reminding him.

Being in a foreign country, you can't say his name, otherwise it will cause disaster, so you have to use a pseudonym.

The drunk has a headache, what's the alias?

What Yat...

Mu Zhiming replied hesitantly: "Yi..."

Unexpectedly, he only uttered a single word, but Gu Heyan suddenly kissed him, stuffing the rest of his words back into his throat.

Yi, Yi again, listening to the word feels like a knife cuts my heart, Gu Heyan doesn't want to hear it.

The long-cherished wish of two lifetimes, the infatuation is unbearable, but the world of mortals is in turmoil, making people doomed.

Gu Heyan realized that he was more greedy than he believed. He knew that Mu Zhiming was now unconscious due to drunkenness, and would recognize a somewhat similar self as someone else, but Gu Heyan's eyes were reddened by a single word. Want to recklessly smash cans and smash.

Therefore, Xixiu smirked and hid Gu Heyan's calmness, making him unable to push Mu Zhiming away, but able to push him down on the bed.

The red silk quilt under his body was soft, and the clear scent of wine lingered between the lips and teeth of the two of them. Mu Zhiming was breathless from Gu Heyan's kiss and his eyes were wet. Ken let him go, biting and grinding with his lips and tongue, continuing to rob him of his breath brutally.

It was like a charming dream, when they came to their senses, the clothes of the two were in disarray and their limbs were entangled, and Mu Zhiming's chest and narrow waist, which were as smooth as white porcelain warm jade, were covered with red fingerprints, all of which were the result of being raped. Gu Heyan kneaded it with fiery palms.

Although the passion surged and mercilessly engulfed the two of them, Gu Heyan still maintained a semblance of rationality after all, just rubbing his hands and rubbing between Mu Zhiming's tender thighs to extinguish their lust.

Mu Zhiming was already drunk, and became more delirious after tossing around, and soon fell into a deep sleep in Gu Heyan's arms.

Gu Heyan hugged him lightly, looking at the mess on the bed, his eyes were dim and his face was pale. After his head calmed down, there was only endless remorse and shame in his heart, but in any case, the impulsiveness was a foregone conclusion, and the matter was irreversible.