[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

Jiang Yuran seemed to wake up from a nightmare!

Morun's eyes widened and rounded, and she looked at the man on the bed in horror.

It was none other than Shen Qian.

Qionghua outside the window cast a layer of silver frost on his handsome and coquettish cheeks, and his whole body was soaked in the night, cold and lonely.

"You, haven't you been locked up?" Jiang Yuran was very angry, and afraid that he would mess up, so he suppressed his anger and asked subduedly.

Shen Qian frowned, his thin lips pursed slightly, and the corners of his lips curved in annoyance, "It's too cold in that place, I can't sleep, and most importantly, I miss you, I miss you so much."

Jiang Yuran just wanted to be angry, just wanted to get angry.

My heart said that you deserve it!But the fingertips touched the man's arm that hugged him, and it was bitingly cold.

His heart beat violently for no reason, and he remembered that when he was locked up during the day, his upper body was still bare.

He didn't move, he pinched the breathing line and let him hug him, letting his body temperature be gradually warmed by him.

But he was very angry again, and said unforgivingly: "You think me and Leng have nothing to do with me, you'd better get the hell out of here, or I'll call someone!"

Shen Qian felt aggrieved, gently grabbed Jiang Yuran's hand, and swayed it coquettishly: "Baby, don't be like this, don't we love each other?"

Jiang Yuran's skin is very tender, like jelly cream, or like frost and snow, smooth and delicate, and his fingers are as slender as jade sculptures, making people reluctant to let go of them.

When he heard Shen Qian's words, he immediately exploded: "Who wants to be in love with you? Get out of here!"

"No, I don't want to go away. I want you, baby, can you feel sorry for me?" The man said greasy, earthy love words aggrieved, hugged the soft boy tightly and acted like a baby.

"I don't feel sorry for you, you're dreaming!" When Jiang Yuran twisted her body, she accidentally touched his hot and hard desire, her heart was horrified, and she began to struggle violently!

"Well, I've been dreaming for three years, and you still let me dream?"

Shen Qian felt a little faintly angry, picked him up, turned over and pressed him on top of him, preventing him from breaking free, with his lips close to his ears, rubbing against his ears intentionally or unintentionally: "Baby, what do you want me to do to like me?" ?”

"I,"

Jiang Yuran wanted to say that I would never like you even if I died, but the man on his body was ready to move. He was afraid that if he said it, he would be scolded by him, and a sly light flashed in his moist eyes, "I can like you, but , I'm going to make a big attack! You can only suffer!"

Shen Qian hasn't cut his hair for three years, it's a little long, and it hangs obliquely in front of his forehead, which adds a bit of evil charm to his handsome eyebrows, and he agrees without even blinking: "Okay, I'll let you do it." Great attack, let's try it now?"

Jiang Yuran didn't want to try at all.

And he promised so quickly, there must be a conspiracy.

He turned his face to one side, closed his eyes heavily, and pretended to be sleepy: "I want to sleep."

"Well, then let's go to sleep and try again when we wake up." Shen Qian also pretended to be obedient, adjusted a comfortable posture, kissed him hard on the lips a few times, and hugged him without moving.

Jiang Yuran pressed his face against his already hot chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, he felt very comfortable and safe, as if he had found a harbor where he could escape the wind and rain, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He didn't know whether he liked Shen Qian or not, he hated that he could be so elusive, crawling on his bed in the middle of the night and stripping his clothes to be his king's endless demands.

Facing his teasing and bullying, he was helpless. He couldn't escape, couldn't escape, couldn't beat him, and he suffered from physical and mental torture for a long time.

But when he did his best to block the knife for him, the softest part of his heart was deeply touched again.

He couldn't tell how he felt about him, maybe it was fulfilling the saying that love is true only when you hate deeply.

Thinking wildly like this, he also fell into a drowsy sleep. After an unknown period of time, he couldn't breathe and woke up in a dream.

Shen Qian kissed him fiercely on the lips, which made him dizzy and weak in his hands and feet.

He beat him, the air in his lungs was almost exhausted, and when he was about to suffocate, Shen Qian was finally willing to let him go.

He was gasping for breath, his face was red from holding back, his eyes were red, and he was angry and wronged.

Shen Qian sat halfway on the bed, his muscles were tightly bulging, his deep eyes were red with bloodthirst, he hugged Jiang Yuran and sat on his body, licking his neck vigorously, his voice was hoarse and low: "Baby, I hungry……"

Jiang Yuran shuddered, and only then did he remember that, whether in the virtual world or the real world, this guy is a blood-sucking monster!

In the real world, he had never bit Jiang Yuran, fearing that he would be infected, Shen Qian went to find food by himself.

Now on the moon, when Shen Qian sneaked out, he also felt that the air here was different, and the grand buildings outside really surprised him. He didn't want to wantonly plunder and kill human beings in this pure land, but he just suppressed his desire for blood. Come to Jiang Yuran.

But it is undoubtedly a kind of suffering to not suck blood like this.

He had almost reached the limit of his patience, so he could only kiss Jiang Yuran awake and ask for his help.

But even so, he still didn't want to show those sharp fangs in front of him, he was afraid of scaring him, afraid that he would not accept that he was a monster who lived by sucking human blood.

Jiang Yuran found that Jun Yan was a little distorted, and his breathing was very awkward. He felt that something was wrong with him, maybe if he didn't give him blood, he might bite himself to death.

I don't want to die, I'm so young and handsome...

The real world is different from the virtual world. The fangs of the alien species will secrete venom to anesthetize the food. Humans who are bitten by the blood-sucking alien species are likely to be infected.

He hurriedly pushed him away, and said timidly: "Don't try to bite me, I can get you some blood."

"Baby, I want to drink your blood." Shen Qian grabbed his slender wrist, pressed it against the aorta, and kept kissing and sucking.

Jiang Yuran was terrified. He didn't want to be infected and become a blood-sucking monster like him, "Don't bite me, I'll get you a syringe, and I'll draw blood for you to drink!"

Shen Qian raised his eyes and glanced at him, and finally let go of him reluctantly, "Okay."

Jiang Yuran hurriedly went to the living room to find a syringe, but after searching, he only found a military dagger.

Shen Qian trusted him and did not follow him, but waited quietly in the bedroom.

As long as Jiang Yuran made a phone call, he could be ordered to arrest him, lock him up, inject him with a sedative, and then order someone to throw him back to the earth!

But he didn't, so he went to the kitchen with a military dagger, cut his wrist, and took a bowl full of blood.

He was used to being injured, and he didn't care about the blood. When it was brought to Shen Qian, Shen Qian was a little happy.

He couldn't wait to take the bowl, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Jiang Yuran looked at him in shock, "Hey, can't you save yourself a drink?"

Shen Qian even licked the bottom of the bowl clean, and looked over pitifully after licking: "I want more."

"I fucking..."

Jiang Yuran wanted to curse, but the man grabbed his wrist. He tore off the gauze that Jiang Yuran had wrapped himself, facing the wound, slightly parted his thin lips, and opened his mouth to cover it!

"Hey you……"

Jiang Yuran was about to stop him, but there was a strange numbness on his wrist, and the man's slippery tongue twirled around his wound, and then sucked his blood little by little, like a child sucking a bottle.

Jiang Yuran lost his voice in an instant. This kind of licking and sucking is not a bit of fun.

"Hmm~"

He couldn't help letting out a sigh of comfort and pain, Shen Qian stopped his movements, and looked up at him, those red eyes seemed to be rippling.

Jiang Yuran's face flushed with embarrassment, as if a delicate flower bud was suddenly in bud, so delicate and mouth-watering.

Shen Qian was suddenly moved and threw him down.

Jiang Yuran was not as strong as him, and struggled to be pushed onto the bed by him. He kissed his lips, the two of them overlapped and entangled each other, and the fluffy bed sank into an ambiguous arc.

"Honey, I can't help it."

Kissing to the depths of love, Shen Qian's hand has already penetrated along the skirt of Jiang Yuran's comfortable and soft pajamas...

The severe tearing pain came, Jiang Yuran was in a hurry, struggling to escape, but the whole person was locked up by the man, he couldn't run away at all, so he could only struggle and cry: "No, don't, you say But let me do a big attack..."

"Okay, I'll let you make a big attack. Now, baby, you move." Shen Qian's lips curled up beautifully, and he grabbed Jiang Yuran's very thin waist, and turned it up, like turning over a fried fish. Jiang Yuran was easily overturned.

Jiang Yuran was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound, he bit his lips tightly, breathing rapidly, he stretched out his hand to pull himself up from the man, his fingertips just touched the man's hot chest, but it was as soft as A puddle of water instantly collapsed on Shen Qian's body.

He was already out of breath, his brows were blushing, and the corners of his eyes were dimly lit, and he couldn't do anything except sobbing and crying.

"Hahaha……"

Shen Qian laughed flamboyantly, staring at his blushing face with burning eyes, "Baby, with you like this, you still want to make a big attack?"

Jiang Yuran didn't have the strength to answer, his lips were biting until they turned a ripe red, as if he had been played badly.

Shen Qian couldn't control his desire at all, hugged him tightly and demanded it...

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Yuran smelled the fragrance of roses.

He slowly opened his eyes, and at a glance, he saw the red roses in full bloom on the table.

There is only one branch, which is placed in a crystal vase, and there are still some crystal clear water droplets, like rain and dew.

There is an artificial ozone layer inside the glass enclosure, so there will also be weather changes, such as breeze and drizzle.

Jiang Yuran closed his eyes slightly, he remembered the rose that Shen Qian had stained red with blood in the virtual world, tears slipped down the corners of his eyes, dripped on the pillow, and the crystal water droplets quickly soaked into the pillow core.

Just when Shen Qian came in, carrying a pot of hot pork liver porridge, he saw him crying, stood in the doorway for a moment, then quickly put the porridge on the table, sat beside him, and hugged him in his arms, " Baby, are you awake?"

Jiang Yuran was so meek, he didn't push him away, and pressed his face against his strong chest.

It's not because he didn't want to push it away, but because he really didn't have the strength, he cursed angrily: "Bastard, this is my house, why do you have freedom to come and go?"

"I went to threaten your dad in the morning, asked him for a pass, and announced to him that I am your boyfriend."

Shen Qian stroked his back slowly, and said very seriously.

Jiang Yuran almost died of anger on the spot, with a strange choke in his throat, "What did you say?"