Will he jump into the river?

Bite me, the general thought, pretty badass...

He hugged him by the waist and pulled him into the water.

The water splashed everywhere, Shen Mu was completely soaked, his clothes stuck to his body, dripping wetly.

He raised his face slightly and wanted to retreat, but the general chased up and pressed him to kiss him, with fierce lips and heavy breath.

"Hmm..." Shen Mu's breathing was messed up, and he was indulging in the familiar atmosphere, as if soaked in old Huadiao wine, his delicate face turned red.

The general licked his lips and asked intentionally, "Bookworm, why did you bite me?"

The tears on Shen Mu's face were still wet, and his eyes were moist. Hearing this, he was ashamed and annoyed, "You...you bit me too..."

"You bit me first," said the general, "of course I will bite back."

"You...you clearly know..."

"Know what?" The general hugged him tightly, "Do you know that you hugged my clothes to sleep, or did you secretly kiss me?"

Shen Mu's eyes widened, "You..."

"What's wrong with me? If I didn't find out, how long are you going to sneak around?" The general pressed his forehead, "My sweetheart."

Shen Mu's eyes were sore, "I said...you don't believe me..."

"It's no use just talking," the general said shamelessly, "If you bite me a few more times, even if I'm stupid, I won't take so long to find out..."

Shen Mu: "..."

"Bookworm," the general rubbed the tip of his nose, "do you know what my dreams have been these days?"

Shen Mu: "... how do I know... um..." Before he finished speaking, another person's breath suddenly covered his lips, hot and messy.

The general kissed him, licking his lips and teeth.

Soft, the general thought, this bookworm has soft lips, soft waist, and soft buttocks...

He tore off the drenched clothes, put his palms against his naked waist, and rubbed it as if he couldn't pinch it enough.

He still remembers the scenery he saw suddenly that day when he fell into the water and changed his clothes, and he remembered the red eyes at that time.

He thought, I must like this nerd very much, the kind who scratches his heart and lungs...

Damn, why can't I remember!

He pressed the man by the pool, kissed his ear tips, neck, and kissed the sweat from the pool water or himself.

The warm water softened the person even more, and the dense mist fell under Shen Mu's eyes.

He put his arms around the general's neck, still thinking about the wound on his back, "Situ...your wound..." His voice suddenly turned into a gasp, with a trembling end, lingering with hot water vapor, burning into the general's blood.

"Bookworm..." He pinched his waist, the water flowed over his chest, and the water was hot and intertwined.

He gasped for his lips, licked and bit, his breath burning hot.

Blood oozes from the wound on the back, and sweat trickles down the back. It hurts and itches, but ignites a deeper desire.

"The wound... the wound is bleeding...you... ah..." Shen Mu wanted to look anxiously, but was imprisoned by the man around the waist, and was burned deeper by the rising fire.

The general was ruthless, as if he wanted to rub the person into his bones and blood, wanting him to be soft to the deepest part.The water surface was rippling, and the white body under the water was glowing red, trembling in the fierce collision.

Shen Mu couldn't stop crying from his throat, panting and trembling, curled his hands on the general's back and scratched like a driftwood in the tide.

He sobbed with intense pleasure, his cock overflowing.

The general kissed the sweat off his shoulders, leaving bright red teeth marks.

Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he buried his face in the man's chest. He said, A Yue, I miss you so much...