Bend yourself and the great God HE

Qiao Yun's eyes widened, looking at Mo Ran who closed his eyes.

This time, Mo Ran kissed his lips.

Qiao Yun has never kissed before, and never knew that when the tip of a tongue kisses a person's lips, the warmth of the touch is so soft.

His body began to tremble slightly, and the tip of his tongue erratically searched for a place to curl up in his mouth.

It was so exciting, Qiao Yun's heart was about to burst, and he had nowhere to rest his hands.

But in the next second, Mo Ran grabbed his bracelet and put it on his waist, and he was so nervous that he grabbed Mo Ran's clothes for a moment.

Hold it tightly and form a pleated flower.

Afterwards, Mo Ran hugged him tightly, and slid a fingertip into the end of his hair at the back of his head. The force was gentle, but it pulled the nerves of his brain.

The whole body was in numbness, Qiao Yun hurriedly closed his eyes, and simply drifted with the flow, with trembling wrists sticking to Mo Ran's waist.

Hearing a muffled breath, Mo Ran hugged him hard, and his back brushed against the edge of the kitchen counter for a moment.

Qiao Yun couldn't control it anymore, he hugged Mo Ran with his clothes.

The footsteps under his feet did not know how to move, and finally he was put down on the bed by Mo Ran.

The person who hugged him was never proficient enough to gradually change with his rhythm. Mo Ran could feel that Qiao Yun was gradually adapting. Even Qiao Yun would swallow and peck the tip of his tongue, occasionally biting it.

It didn't hurt, and the pleasure of a light prick made his heart burn even more.

Mo Ran let him peck and bite him irregularly, brushing his hands over his hair, ears, neck, the further down, the more Mo Ran became fascinated.

Compared with the intimacy of the person you like, reason is nothing.

But just when Mo Ran found time to reach out and slide his hand into Qiao Yun's lower abdomen, Qiao Yun grabbed his wrist.

Even the hot kiss he had already got was hurriedly pulled away when Qiao Yun stopped.

"What's the matter, are you uncomfortable?" Mo Ran was only stunned for a second before asking Qiao Yun.

Qiao Yun's face was flushed red, even her wet lips were trembling, "Mo, Mo Ran, I..."

What to do, Qiao Yun didn't know how to speak, saying that he hadn't figured it out yet, it was too awkward.

Finally, he changed his words and said, "I, I'm hungry."

Afterwards, she turned her head to avoid the stranger's gaze, and relaxed her grip on his wrist.

He knew that Mo Ran would not force him.

Sure enough, Mo Ran said "hmm": "Then I'll cook, and you have a rest."

Mo Ran didn't say a word about the intimacy that came to an abrupt end, he only gently brushed his bangs away, his gaze paused for a few seconds on his red face, and then he withdrew.

Qiao Yun felt that the atmosphere was extremely awkward for a moment, so he grabbed the pillow beside him and covered his face.

In order to avoid being seen by Mo Ran, he deliberately turned his back to the kitchen and buried his face in the pillow.

So shameful, so useless.

Obviously he likes the feeling of Mo Ran kissing him and touching him, but that hand just unconsciously grabbed Mo Ran.

"Ah, I'm going to die." Qiao Yun buried himself in the pillow and muttered.

Only then did he realize that he was the one who coaxed him, and he was always the one who escaped with the excuse of the bottom line.

Before this, Qiao Yun always felt that Mo Ran was either just playing around, or cowardly and incompetent.The other party said that he was straight for a while, and he was curvy for a while, but he just wanted to have fun and didn't want to take responsibility.

Even when there was accidental physical contact between the two parties, Mo Ran just kissed him like a prodigal son.

From the bottom of his heart, he thought that Mo Ran was an irresponsible person, and even thought that Mo Ran was the first person to let go when encountering wind and rain.

Although he likes it, he dare not love it. He feels strange and cowardly, so he has been tempted again and again.

Until Mo Ran's words just now, Qiao Yun's mind suddenly lost track, and he followed Mo Ran regardless.

Halfway through, he was cowardly, and he flinched.

It's so damn hard to fall in love with a man.

That night, after taking a shower, Mo Ran hugged a quilt and went to the sofa.

Qiao Yun knew that the other party had also stopped, so he didn't persuade Moran, but just lay on Moran's bed, feeling very uncomfortable.

Holding the quilt, he walked angrily in front of Mo Ran, "Go back to bed and sleep, I'll sleep on the sofa."