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Lu Xinyi already had nothing, and there were so few things on the small stalls used to collect money. The deer bracelets and windmill necklaces were all messed up in inconspicuous places.

Zhou Ping knew that it meant that Lu Xinyi no longer imagined that there was a one in ten thousand chance that he could marry him abroad, and that he no longer worried that he would take another look at others.

I no longer think about going to the south of China where it has not snowed for several years.

But absolutely not.

That night he stood at the door, watching Lu Xinyi finally wash his blood-stained clothes in the middle of the night, hang them to a high place in the strong wind, and then retched violently outside the small courtyard with his knees propped up and his waist hunched.

He tried to hug the tearful Lu Xinyi again, but this time, he was pushed away.

Zhou Ping lived in the new house built by himself for fifteen days. During this period, Lu Xinyi experienced the return and return of the army. All the corpses in the village were cleaned up, and the blood stains completely disappeared from the land. There is no longer the low growl of the engines of high-powered machines.

For half a month, Zhou Ping didn't take a step away, the army kept quiet from the end of the fir forest, and the hut next to the village was never disturbed once.

No. On the morning of the 16th, when he knocked on the door, Lu Xinyi remained silent as usual.

After waiting for a while, there was another knock on the door, and he heard Zhou Ping say through the door, "Lu Xinyi, I'm leaving, come back in a few days."

As soon as the words were finished, Lu Xinyi opened the door, and Zhou Ping looked down at him, with a reasonable expression on his face, as if he knew that Lu Xinyi was standing behind the door.

"Don't come." Lu Xinyi looked at him and turned away, and said slowly with red eyes, "We have already broken up, do you think this is interesting?"

Zhou Ping's standing posture was straight, his broad shoulders blocked a piece of bright morning sunlight, and the light then outlined a tall and blurred silhouette.

He gently put his hand on Lu Xinyi's shoulder, and stroked the side of his face with the back of his hand: "I never said we broke up."

Lu Xinyi took a small step back, pinched the doorknob and said without any intimidation: "Then let me say, can I say it?"

His sad and stubborn eyes fell on Zhou Ping's chin, and when he opened his mouth again, Zhou Ping pinched the back of his neck and pulled him into his arms. Then, the owner of the arm only needs to use two points of strength, and for Lu Xinyi, it is considered a gesture that cannot be refused.

"What you say doesn't count." Zhou Ping stroked the soft hair in his palm, lowered his head and said next to his ear, "You know?" He said again, "What you say doesn't count."

Unable to tell whether it was fear or what, Lu Xinyi slowly began to tremble again, but Zhou Ping rubbed his side face and ears with nostalgia, and finally kissed the corner of his mouth.

He kept his head down and slightly bent over, his eyes were at the same level as Lu Xinyi's, his forehead was pressed against Lu Xinyi's, he pressed the back of Lu Xinyi's neck with one hand, and held one side of Lu Xinyi's face with the other. He whispered in a low voice: "You left someone here, don't be afraid, I'll be back soon. Be obedient"

Lu Xinyi refused to look at him, turned his face away vigorously, clenched his fists with his hands hanging by his side, his eyes drooped, and he just said, "Don't do this, let's break up."

Zhou Ping slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, showing an attitude as if he was treating a child who didn't understand the reason, but his voice was tense, and he repeated without ups and downs: "Lu Xinyi, be obedient." He pinched Lu Xinyi He looked at his chin for a while, "Don't make me angry."

After he left, boxes and boxes of food were forcibly moved into Lu Xinyi's living room.

After that, Zhou Ping also kept coming.

Lu Xinyi doesn't even have a numerical concept of how far to cross the national border.All he knew was that Zhou Ping arrived mostly at night and always left early in the morning.

Traveling and dusty, wearing stars and wearing moons.

Lu Xinyi dismissed and ignored it, but he pretended he couldn't see it and didn't understand it.

One day in June, two people were watering raspberries on a small piece of land around the new house. Lu Xinyi wore a pair of oversized rain boots and walked straight ahead. The shoes did not fit well, so he walked unsteadily. Zhou Ping followed Behind him, help him pull the water pipe from time to time, and then reach out to help him.

It was noon and the sun was shining in the sky. The scorching and dazzling light was blocked by the straw hat on Lu Xinyi's head, but it shone on Zhou Ping without hindrance.

The cuffs were rolled up to the elbows, and the shirt that was still stiff when I came last night was quickly wet with sweat, wrinkled and stuck to the hard and undulating muscle mass.

Lu Xinyi poured water all the way to a cedar tree, and said the first sentence since the meeting besides asking Zhou Ping not to come again: "Drink water."

He handed the kettle to Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping took a step closer, took the water bottle, put his hand on Lu Xinyi's shoulder, and put the water bottle back to his mouth.

The two stood next to each other in a cool place under a tree. At first they just drank a pot of boiled water slowly, but Zhou Ping suddenly went crazy, and the pot fell to the ground, gradually draining water.

Lu Xinyi was tightly pressed between the tree trunk and Zhou Ping, but the back of his head and back were well protected by Zhou Ping's hands, wrapped in his arms, without even rubbing a little bark ash.

But he also kissed harder than ever before, like a wolf who was extremely thirsty and extremely hungry.

He spread his legs and landed on Lu Xinyi with his hips, fixed Lu Xinyi's head without moving, took Lu Xinyi's lips with his teeth, biting back and forth, grinding his tongue into his mouth, and licked every part of Lu Xinyi's mouth heavily.

Zhou Ping only felt comfortable as if his brain had been electrified, and there was nothing in his body that he didn't like Lu Xinyi's soft mouth, and that waist was also seductive, so thin that Zhou Ping exploded in his hand, wanting to hold him in his palm , don't be close to the dirty and chaotic ground, and don't be subject to the moody wind, and you can't wait to eat him in two bites, so that you can completely protect this sweetness.

The frenzied kiss was scorching hot, but it also brought joy free from restlessness in summer, which made Zhou Ping obsessed, tended to, and chased after.

The kiss got deeper and deeper, and salty tears slowly slipped out of the eyes and mixed into the lips of the two of them. It took Zhou Ping a long time before he stopped with difficulty, and just as he let go, Lu Xinyi slapped him on the face.

With a clear and loud sound, the dusty palm landed near his chin, and Zhou Ping touched it without blinking, then grabbed Lu Xinyi's hand and greeted his face a second time.

The force was even heavier, which also aroused Lu Xinyi's anger: "Go away!"

He was held by one wrist by Zhou Ping, his lips were wet and red from the rough kiss, tears were hanging on his face, and he was trembling with anger.

Zhou Ping didn't say a word, just hugged him hard, and after getting him into his arms, he frowned and silently endured the random kicks and beatings. During the struggle, the toe of Lu Xinyi's rain boots kicked him on his calf, and his elbow poked hard. His stomach was hit, and he was hit on the face several times in succession.

Zhou Ping remained motionless, as if he couldn't feel the pain, the only thing he was afraid of was Lu Xinyi escaping from his arms.

Lu Xinyi lost his temper in a rare way, wept loudly, and struggled with his hands and feet. After a while, he exhausted his strength and was physically and mentally exhausted. Zhou Ping picked him up and walked back.

He leaned softly on Zhou Ping's shoulder, with his face pressed against the side of Zhou Ping's neck, still weeping and sobbing tremblingly, his arms wrapped around Zhou Ping's neck and hanging behind his back, his buttocks were firmly supported, listening to Zhou Ping With a hoarse voice, he whispered in his ear: "Okay."

Lu Xinyi sobbed softly: "Get lost."

The second after he was placed on the bed, Zhou Ping also supported his body with his arms and covered him.

The long-lost sex first brought pain. When the thick penis was pushed into the back hole, the two hugged tightly. Lu Xinyi was tense all over. Only the waist was limp due to the long process of being penetrated. On Zhou Ping's waist, panting and fullness enveloped him, Zhou Ping bit the soft flesh on his chest and tamped it down hard to fuck it.

The nipples couldn't bear too much stimulation, but Lu Xinyi felt that Zhou Ping was sucking and biting him like he wanted to swallow his flesh and blood.

He had a hunch that Zhou Ping wanted to kill him, but Zhou Ping straightened up and kissed his earlobe, and then sucked his lower lip.Not like an attempted murderer, more like a beast surrendered by love.

The penetrative intercourse lasted for more than an hour, maintaining the original missionary position on the opposite side, never changing it, leaning over to kiss Lu Xinyi's dazed face and red eyes from crying, rubbing his bitten and swollen chest, Squeeze those two balls of buttocks that are upright and shaking.Possess this stinging body of glowing beauty that is white in his eyes.

After it was over, Lu Xinyi had a swollen mouth, red eyes, sore limbs, and Zhou Ping held her slender and fair legs between his legs, rubbing his uncontrollably trembling heels with his hands, and there were dots of sperm spots on his belly.Even so, Zhou Ping was still three points more embarrassed than him.

Messy short hair, blue eye sockets, a few bloodstains on the neck are the work of Lu Xinyi's nails, and a bloody wound at the corner of the mouth, bleeding and swelling, is the trace left by Lu Xinyi's teeth hitting the soft flesh on the inner wall of the mouth when Lu Xinyi swung his hand carelessly.

There was still an unhealed scar on his forehead from the beer mug he made when he kissed Lu Xinyi forcefully in the room last time.

He originally looked like a defeated army, but now he regarded the wound as a glory, and his whole face exuded a kind of joy that was suppressed to the utmost.

He put away his domineering and rascal attitude in recent times, his eager eyes fell on Lu Xinyi's naked body, he slowly bent down, and buried his head in Lu Xinyi's neck, like a traveler returning home, stroking and clinging to each other Smelling Lu Xinyi's scent like an addiction.

As soon as Lu Xinyi moved his waist, he was held down by him and said in a low voice, "Don't move, don't move...let me hug you."

He tried to be gentle and slowly exhale the turbid breath, but when his lips touched Lu Xinyi's mouth and kissed the soft flesh of his face little by little, the strength in holding Lu Xinyi involuntarily increased, and gradually became restraint again.

But this time Lu Xinyi didn't start to be vigilant like a frightened bird.He was trembling in Zhou Ping's arms, his closed eyelids were thin and red, and tears slid from the corners of his eyes.

Tears were silently kissed by Zhou Ping, and his broad and solid chest hugged him. The two bodies were not separated by a piece of clothing, and the body temperature and hesitation were also exchanged.

After a long time, Lu Xinyi finally got rid of most of the aftertaste of the climax, sobbing uncontrollably stopped, Zhou Ping leaned against his face and said, "I was wrong."

"Give me one more chance." Zhou Ping hugged him sorely, and whispered each word in a tone that broke Lu Xinyi's heart: "Lu Xinyi, please."

Lu Xinyi doesn't even have a numerical concept of how far to cross the national border.All he knew was that Zhou Ping arrived mostly at night and always left early in the morning.

Traveling and dusty, wearing stars and wearing moons.

And that exhausted posture will once again succeed in breaking his vulnerable line of defense. At first, he fell in love with Zhou Ping, not Zhou Ping's love, so if he had been Zhou Ping's prisoner once, then Doomed to always become Zhou Ping's captive.