How to survive by dressing as a villain male

On the ground.

Zhou Ci's pupils shrank, and he rushed forward to catch Qiyue, but was fixed in place by the boy's eyes.

He felt cold and numb under that look.

That look.

Cold, resistant eyes.

July's original, raw, undisguised eyes.

Cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and in just a moment, the extremely intense pain that seems to be tearing at the soul forces his hair to be soaked in cold sweat, like a drowning person being dragged ashore.

"Huh...huh, ah..." The lips that were forced to take a big breath due to the burning sensation slightly parted, overflowing with broken groans.

It hurts......

The endless embarrassment and the shame of being peeped by the sweetheart...

At that moment, Qiyue really wanted to jump off the bridge into the Jiang Chao, the pain was really worse than death.

His eyes were already drenched with cold sweat, his eyes were dizzy white, and his ears were buzzing, but he couldn't hear anything.

Half asleep, half awake, he saw someone walking towards him slowly but firmly.

"... Phew, go away..." The embarrassment and shame stimulated every nerve in him, making him almost dreaming and threatening in a low voice: "Don't, don't come close to me—hmm. …”

Zhou Ci knelt on the ground with one knee, pulled up Qiyue who was sitting slumped against the wall, a thin layer of muscle on his arm bulged, and locked the boy who pushed him away into his arms.

Then, almost viciously, he bit his lip.

Qi Yue's pupils widened suddenly, and the mist soaked in cold sweat seemed to dissipate in front of his eyes. He saw that magnified face, which had appeared in his reverie before, but in his dreams, it had never been so clear appeared before his eyes.

Zhou Ci closed his eyes, and held the back of Qiyue's head with one hand. He thought about the movements when he was pressed on the bed by Qiyue that day, and wrapped his lips around Qiyue's lips without a teacher. , trace his lip shape.

It was only then that he discovered that, unlike Qiyue who was a bit quiet on the surface and had a temper like a wolf cub when he got angry, there was a hint of sweetness in Qiyue's mouth...

For some reason, Zhou Ci was aroused by this sweet smell to have a strong possessive desire. Naturally, he didn't know that this was the mutual attraction between male and female, so he just pushed the black-haired boy against the wall, tilted his head slightly and adjusted a better position. An angle suitable for kissing, once again kissing his lips and teeth intimately.

Qiyue's body was still twitching and trembling weakly, but it was no longer because of the pain. He tremblingly kissed his god back, leading him away from the dark light.

He could reluctantly refuse Zhou Ci's handshake, hug, head touching and approaching, but he was still worthless and could never refuse Zhou Ci's kiss.

Qiyue wrapped her arms around Zhou Ci's neck and stretched her body like a sacrificial offering, bringing the two closer together.

They were at the head of the bridge, with the rolling river below them, and the noisy crowd not far away. They kissed passionately in such a quiet corner, as if they were holding a carnival with only two people.

The gold leaf rose in July's pocket fell out of the pocket at some point in the chaos, reflecting a glimmer of light.

Zhou Ci and Qiyue's breath blended with each other, and their lips and teeth intertwined with each other's breath. In such a high enthusiasm, Qiyue gradually lost ground, and she lowered her body to meet the kiss, and beautiful worm patterns faintly appeared on the side of her neck.

That symbolizes a pure female looking for her one and only lord.

Zhou Ci still kissed tirelessly, even though he felt that Qiyue's body was gradually improving and he no longer needed his body fluid.

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