[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

The gentle lips/tongue slipped down from the trembling eyelashes, moistening/moistening the rosy cheeks and the delicate and straight nose tip along the way, and when passing by the fresh and crimson lips, it is inevitable to be teased again .Zhiming hooked and shrank inside, refusing to pay attention to his tenderness, and forced it into his own mouth, kissing/sucking/gnawing/biting, wringing, licking, and lingering, until the groaning could not stop, he refused Let him go.

A strand of silver thread was pulled apart and broken between the two of them, Murong Li was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhi Ming, through the misty water vapor in his eyes, those eyes reflected in his eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​stars, as deep as the charm of the night. , the burning desire/desire in his eyes was like a red brand, scorching his heart.

Murongli caressed the corner of Zhiming's lips, wiped the ambiguous trace lightly, and lowered his head to smile.Zhiming held back his energy, stared straight at the person in front of him, couldn't bear it anymore, leaned over to hold that delicate curve, and ruthlessly teased him.For a moment, the small muffled hum turned into intermittent panting/breathing, passionate kissing/sucking like people on the road, non-stop moving to the next place, the neck, Adam's apple, and heart were all pampered by the wet/damp warmth, Until the two sensitive cores on his chest were engulfed by damp heat, there was a crisp moan in the curtain, Murongli's hand clasped Zhiming's arm, he wanted to grab something, but he was afraid of hurting him, it was really a dilemma.

But soon, this kind of embarrassment was replaced by bursts of numbness. Murongli shook his head involuntarily, but he couldn't escape. A strange feeling in his heart rushed downstream, making the quiet place Get restless.But the man still pretentiously held it a little bit, sucked it up slightly, and let it go suddenly.

"Hmm..." Murong Li couldn't help but hum softly.

Zhi Ming felt the fingers clasped on his arm tighten, let out a soft snort, then replaced his soft lips with his hand, and continued to tease the two poor little ones.

……

He... what is he doing?

Murong Li knew it clearly, but he didn't dare to imagine that the man would crawl under him, trying his best to please him.He was the one he was familiar with, but the feeling he gave him made him strange and flustered.

The usual calm and self-restraint was broken again and again tonight, Yingying snow arms lightly covered the eyes that had lost consciousness, Murong Li lay on his back, gasping/breathing in the darkness, his heart heaved violently, The delicate red marks are like a surging sea of ​​flowers blooming on the snowy skin, rendering a spring/light...

Yes, there was only him, and he would never be so close to another person in his life.

In this life of Murongli, there is only one persistence.

Then, let them drown in the bottomless abyss!

A smile bloomed on Murongli's lips... He was gasping for breath, he felt all the blood in his body rushing to Baihui, and his low moan became more and more seductive.

Zhi Ming knew that he was in love, his A Li had always been indifferent, even if there was a wave in his heart, his eyes shone slightly, for such an indifferent person, every song he sang tonight was only for him.

He is his, Murongli is his!

He loves him, wants him, wants him to belong to him alone, wants him to sing softly in his arms, wants him to only call his name when he is mad and confused.

Murong Li felt his mind go blank for a moment, he didn't know where he was or what he did.There are only two words on his mind, put together, it is his name engraved on the tip of his heart.

"Zhi Ming..." Murong Li lost his mind and said.

Zhi Ming raised his head, there was still some essence in the corner of his mouth, he didn't pull away Murong Li's arm covering his eyes, he just glanced at him quietly, then leaned over and kissed him, the kiss had some fishy smell , Murongli thought it was ridiculous when he thought about it, but he laughed more wantonly.

So what about absurdity?Even if this feeling is absurd, even if he is not blessed by heaven and earth, he will not regret it.

It's really good to meet him, Murongli thought.

"Ah! Hmm..."

His slender and strong fingers suddenly grabbed the brocade on the bed below him, and gripped tightly, the tingling pain from his tailbone made Murong Li break out in a cold sweat.

Zhi Ming paused, this kind of Murongli made him crazy, and he couldn't bear it.

Murong Li panted for a moment, then freed up a hand to grab Zhi Ming's, interlocking his fingers.

"Zhi Ming..." He called him more gently than ever before.

Zhi Ming held his thin chin, gently kissed him on the forehead, then turned him over, took the soft pillow to cushion him.

Knowing what he was going to do, Murong Li suddenly became less nervous. Thinking of him, and reading his name, he felt that everything was fine.

As the warm chest pressed against his back, Murongli could feel the same unsteady heartbeat as his, hitting his back one after another, hitting his heart again and again, overlapping with his heart.The warm breath sprayed on the ear with a familiar smell, without a single word, it was the best love words.

When the hot lips covered the tips of the ears, Murongli gently closed his eyes.

Zhi Ming's kiss teased the back of his neck, he raised his head slightly, and let out a low moan without hesitation...

Murong Li buried most of his face between his arms, only his eyes, which were misty, were exposed, staring at the veil gently blown by the wind in front of him, his eyes were all crimson.This was bought by Zhiming for him, and all of them were in Yaoguang's national color. Ever since he knew that he liked red makeup, in the simple and dark Tianquan Palace, wherever he used to live, they were all red. , Is he going to move Yaoguang to Tianquan for him?

Murong Li's mind was in a mess, every bit of the past between Zeng and Zhi Ming clearly came into his mind, "Zhi Ming..." he murmured.

Soon, what responded to him was more passionate love and affection, which tore every inch of his nerves and made him unable to think about anything else.

……

The man finally spared him.

Zhi Ming raised his head slightly, looked at Murongli curiously, and only then did he understand how the muffled moan came from, his eyebrows frowned immediately, he climbed onto his shoulders, embraced him from behind, turned his blushing face , kissed the tiny red mouth, "Don't bite yourself."

Murong parted his face, not daring to look at him, Zhi Ming turned that face to himself again, kissed him and muttered, "You want to be widowed, don't run away."

"I... will not escape."

Murong Li said in a low voice, causing Zhi Ming's nerves to tremble, he bit his tender lips fiercely, carefully turned Murong Li over, put his heart against his heart, and pulled him into his arms, letting him in his arms.With four eyes locked together, Zhiming smiled softly, closed his eyes gently, and leaned over to kiss/kiss him in his arms.

A small moan came from the overlapping lips, and Zhi Ming kissed Murong Li passionately, swallowing all his shame and impatience.

A thin layer of sweat broke out from Murongli's whole body, and the person holding him was the same as him, the overlapping bodies were burning with scorching heat, as if they were about to melt into one place so that they could never be separated again.He also responded to the person in front of him with forgetfulness, and hugged him a little tighter if he didn't think it was close enough.The two sensitivities in the lower abdomen rubbed against each other, both of them were blushing, but who had the time to pay attention to those, their breathing intertwined and fused together, they just wanted to love the person next to them and spend the night with him.

……

Looking at the pale man in his arms, Zhi Ming said distressedly, "It hurts, doesn't it?"

Murongli slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhiming, and smiled softly and pitifully, he shook his head very slowly, his eyes gleamed with water, glistening and clear, with a hint of the charm of a newcomer, Demonic but not obscene, flattering but not vulgar, the heart of the young emperor was tempted to crazily snatch his beauty, but he was reluctant to part with it, so he had to endure it deeply.

Enduring the pain somewhere, Zhiming caressed the eyes where Xinghai was hidden, "Ah Li, do you regret it?"

Murong Li showed a weak smile, and leaned forward to kiss Zhi Ming's lips... This movement affected the part where the lower body was connected, and a burst of numbness from the tailbone spread across the spine in an instant, and went straight to the scalp, making the two of them feel awkward. The brain went blank for a moment.Like the calm before the storm, after a brief daze, there is even more burning enthusiasm.

For the first time in his life, Murongli felt that his body was not his own, and he could only follow the rhythm of the person covering him.Even so, there was no hesitation or helplessness in my heart, it was probably the warmth of his hands holding him, the cherishment of the kisses that fell on his brows, and the hoarse voice calling him in my ear. He was so emotional when he named her name... Probably, this is the person he loved for the first half of his life, and will love for a long, long time in the rest of his life.

The author has something to say:

They are lovers, they only want to love the person next to their pillow, all night long.

Along the way, this is probably the best love in the world...

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