【Ranwan ABO】Death

Stepping Xianjun carefully hugged Chu Wanning, as if he was afraid of hurting him, walking slowly and steadily.He didn't know why he had such good patience, maybe it was because in this barren world, this person in his arms made him feel warm again.

Several palace people changed Chu Wanning's blood-stained white clothes. They were not alive, and their limbs were very stiff. One of them accidentally touched the wound on Chu Wanning's body, causing Chu Wanning to snort and step on Xianjun Brushing the palace man away, he reprimanded angrily: "Get out."

The whites of those palace people rolled their eyes, but they understood, they lined up in a line, slowly rolled away together, and closed the door intimately.

Stepping Xianjun supported Chu Wanning, cleaned up every wound, sprinkled white powder, wrapped the bandage clumsily, and tied a bunch of crooked knots, which was ugly.Looking at those knots, Ta Xianjun also felt that it didn't match the clean man on the bed. It seemed that a bastard was drawn on the best rice paper, which added a bit of desolation and pitifulness.

"I tied it with my own hands, you are not allowed to say it is ugly."

"If you think you are ugly, I will fuck you."

He was very satisfied with his logic, changed Chu Wanning into clean pajamas, lay on the bedside and stared at him for a long time.Chu Wanning's face is as gentle as he remembers, and the corners of his eyes and brows hide a cold alienation, and only when he fucks hard, he adds a little warmth.This is what he is familiar with, but the person in front of him is indeed different.

Ta Xianjun thought hard for a long time, but he couldn't tell what was different. He touched Chu Wanning's smooth and white earlobe, and his eyes froze for a moment.

Here, there should be an earring.

Chu Wanning's face was as pale as paper, fragile like a butterfly wing that couldn't even hold back the wind, and it was the same when Chu Wanning had a high fever for a few days in the previous life, which made him feel uncomfortable and angry.There are not many living people left in the world where Ta Xianjun lives. It is extremely difficult to find a doctor. After a lot of hard work, he finally found one.The man was trembling all over, tremblingly giving Chu Wanning the pulse, knelt on the ground, and said with a trembling voice: "The pulse condition is weak and thin, exhausted too much energy and blood, and the miscarriage is already weak, so he is unconscious ..."

Ta Xianjun frowned: "A miscarriage?"

The doctor thought that Tiangan like Mo Ran didn't know what a miscarriage was, so he replied intimately: "It means that the child in the belly is gone, and your majesty is sorry..."

Ta Xianjun was even more angry, he thought to himself that he was sorry, the child belonged to that shit master Mo and not his.He suppressed the displeasure in his heart, after all, it would be difficult to find a doctor after killing him, so he paused, narrowed his eyes slightly: "Go and prescribe medicine, if it doesn't improve, I'll kill your head and feed it to the dog."

The doctor hurriedly retreated like burning his heels, Ta Xianjun stared at Chu Wanning on the bed for a while, and the more he looked, the more angry he was. In his previous life, he slept in Chu Wanning so many times and never saw him give birth to himself. A man and a half woman, why is that dog so lucky!

Stepping Xianjun pinched Chu Wanning's wrist, and said in a deep voice: "You are not allowed to give birth to him, you can only give birth to this seat."

Chu Wanning, who was in a coma, seemed to hear it, his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened them.His memory stopped at the moment when he fought with Hua Binan, when Jiuge broke through the seal, it seemed that some forbidden technique burst out at the same time, he seemed to have fallen into an endless halo, in that halo, there were countless Fragments of memories kept pouring in, and those unbearable and tortured memories on the red tent dragon bed were repeated one after another.

He remembered them all, the years of struggling and suffering, the years of enduring heartache like blunt knives, the years of keeping a little warmth in his heart in the face of sneering words, and the years he spent as the concubine of Chu.

Those phoenix eyes were a little out of focus, he looked at Ta Xianjun, his heart was in a mess, and the emotions entwined with each other were like tighter and tighter ropes, restraining him so that he couldn't breathe.

"Ink burning..."

Ta Xianjun held his hand, and those eyes that were no longer bright seemed to be a little bit smart: "Chu Wanning, you are finally willing to wake up." There was a slight sourness in that tone, awkward and uncomfortable.

Chu Wanning squeezed his fingertips, he had no strength at all, so he could only give this empty grip.In the past life, it has long been unclear who owed whom.He is not used to such ink burning, but he is closely connected with himself from the bottom of his heart.Two people separated from each other, in this too quiet and desolate world, keep each other warm.

In the days after that, Chu Wanning's body gradually improved. Based on the memory of his previous life, he knew the gate of life and death in time and space, and knew the flower of eight sufferings and eternal hatred.He didn't know what happened to the ink burning over there, whether it was really buried in the bottom of the sea as Hua Binan said.He suffered from insomnia all night long, wanting to open the door of life and death in time and space, and go back to find Mo Ran.The medicine that I drink every day is already bitter, and then I am worried. Chu Wanning prefers not to think about food and drink, and people lose weight day by day.

After he put down his chopsticks after taking a few mouthfuls again, Ta Xianjun who was sitting opposite suddenly lifted the table. I don't know if it was an illusion, his eyes were a little red.

"Chu Wanning, you just look down on me."

"You know these dishes..."

He looked at Chu Wanning and swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly.His family is dead, and he doesn't need food at all. These are all fresh ingredients he found and made by himself.

He didn't say anything more, just turned and left.He went to the red lotus pond, looked at the place where Chu Wanning's body was once placed, and took a picture of a jar of pear blossom white wine seal.

"It's not good to die, the wine is not good to drink."

Ta Xianjun wiped the wine marks on the corners of his lips, and looked at the ripples in the pool that were wrinkled by the wind, and suddenly felt a little sad.He is not a person who hurts the spring and autumn, but after being rescued by Hua Binan, he guards this world alone, and cannot restrain himself from thinking about the past.His feelings for Chu Wanning are very complicated. He hates him to the bone, and he is nostalgic for his body. He is twisted and morbidly imprisoned by his side. He has used so many drugs to force him to be emotional. For a long time, it seems that he has always been him. Wishful thinking.

He has always been asking for Chu Wanning. Without this request, he would get nothing, and no one really loves him.

He drank all the wine in the jar, threw the jar viciously, and spat.He doesn't like to think about it, like girls, he is very petty, but he has seen Chu Wanning's performance in the past few days.Even though I hug him very tightly, I can still feel his alienation, his uneasiness and hesitation.He could see that Chu Wanning wanted to go back to find that Mo Ran, otherwise he would not study how to open the door of life and death day and night.According to Hua Binan, that Mo Ran is already a world-renowned master, even comparable to Chu Wanning.And what is he, he is not even a living person, just a heartless puppet.

When he was a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses, he was cared for and cared for, he was placed in high hopes, envied and admired by others. Those were the best days of his life.

Now this Chu WanNing doesn't love him, the Wan Ning who loves him, the only one who regards him as a treasure, has lost his soul, and even his corpse has become a powder, never to be seen again.

The soft wind blows his cheeks, and he has drunk three jars of wine.There were regular footsteps behind him, and he put down the wine jar, not looking at anyone.

"What do you come to see me for? I'm not here. Isn't it what you want?"

Chu Wanning explained: "I'm sorry... Mo Ran, I didn't know that you did it yourself."

Ta Xianjun sneered: "It's really self-confident, does this seat look like someone who does that kind of thing?"

Chu Wanning didn't answer, just stood silently, under the moonlight, the back of Ta Xianjun became a lonely one, like a stubborn bamboo in the lonely world.Chu WanNing sighed, not wanting to spare his cleanliness, turned around to leave, but was suddenly pulled into an embrace.

Against the moonlight, Ta Xianjun's expression was not very clear, the moonlight blurred soft light on the side of his face, making that face more handsome and handsome, but his shoulders were trembling slightly.He put his face into Chu Wanning's neck, with a clear scent of wine on his body, and opened his lips in a muffled voice.

"Chu Wanning, I... miss you very much."

Chu WanNing stretched his arms around him and patted his shoulder lightly: "I'm here."

Stepping on Xianjun's arm added a little strength, and he hugged Chu Wanning tighter, like a wronged lion, who wanted to rub him into his body and eat him into his stomach, so that he could get Stay together.The warm breath fell on the side of Chu Wanning's neck, and the sweet smell of wine surrounded Chu Wanning and was circled in his arms. The bones on the arms were aching, and the glands in the back of the neck were swollen.In Mo Ran's arms, Chu Wanning's body gradually became hot, and a fire of lust burned every inch of his body, burning away his reason.The strong cedar fragrance burst out from the glands. Chu Wanning raised his hand and grabbed Mo Ran's chest. A pair of phoenix eyes soaked in lust looked at Ta Xianjun absently, and his lips were moist red.

He is in heat.

Di Kun's body has always been like this, no matter how upright and gentle a gentleman is, he will become a slave to desire under the catalysis of the enchanting fragrance of love.Chu Wanning has never had such a strong desire for Mo Ran's body, and the aroma of wine on Mo Ran's body can give him great satisfaction.Stepping Xianjun held Chu Wanning's waist, kissed his lips fiercely, the tip of the teeth collided, the soft tongue entangled, and kissed violently and violently.He hugged Chu Wanning's waist and held him in his arms, leaning against the pillars in the pavilion, deepening the kiss.The two gasped and separated, Chu Wanning held the silver thread at the corner of her lips, and her long eyelashes drooped like butterfly wings, like a begonia moistened by rain.

Ta Xianjun took off Chu Wanning's white clothes regardless of his care, and printed countless deep and shallow marks on the white skin on the side of his neck.Chu WanNing was in some pain, snorted softly, and Ta Xianjun kissed his lips comfortingly.Chu Wanning was held in the arms of Ta Xianjun, unable to move, he could only feel his body without temperature, it seemed that he was infected with warmth because of himself.

Stepping Xianjun hugged Chu Wanning to the pile of clothes just now, and realized that there was already mud between Chu Wanning's legs, so he stroked Chu Wanning's chin and raised his eyebrows: "It's more lewd than before, he trained it ?”

Chu Wanning's long hair was scattered on his side, and his body was not covered, and he still felt hot all over.He didn't answer, but rubbed his calves on the ground impatiently, his thin white fingers could not restrain his desire.Stepping on Xianjun became interested, but he was not in a hurry to ask Chu Wanning, so he watched him play himself like scratching his boots.Chu Wanning was so uncomfortable, comforting and pointless, it was useless except to make himself more uncomfortable, he could only curl himself up, helpless and pitiful.

"Can't come out?"

Stepping Xianjun came to Chu Wanning's ear and licked his earlobe. Chu Wanning trembled all over, begging instinctively, mixed with messy breathing in his voice: "Help...help me, I'm so uncomfortable."

"Fuck, so lewd."

Stepping Xianjun couldn't bear it anymore, he held Chu Wanning's white ankle and put him flat, then pressed Chu Wanning's knees, bent his legs to his chest, and stretched his hands into the small hole to expand.The inside was already muddy, and it was effortless to swallow the fingers of Ta Xianjun.Chu Wanning's uncomfortable feeling was relieved a little, and he snorted softly, and before he could react in the future, the back acupoint was filled with a huge avatar.Chu Wanning clamped subconsciously, Ta Xianjun took a breath of air-conditioning, and patted Chu Wanning's white buttocks: "Relax, it's too tight."

Chu Wanning was in pain, and two teardrops rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and he was kissed by Stepping Xianjun.His thin and powerful waist and abdomen were violently pushed a dozen times, and then he held the upright place of Chu Wanning with his thin callused hands, and skillfully comforted him. Chu Wanning opened his lips slightly, The violent panting brought out several broken groans, and the clone trembled and overflowed with white turbidity.

Stepping Xianjun wiped all the white turbidity on his lower abdomen, and rubbed Chu Wanning's lips with his fingers: "Is it comfortable?"

Chu WanNing raised her neck, her white waistline bent into an incredible arc and zigzag Cheng Huan, who was so grateful that she couldn't say anything, but sobbed like a trapped animal.The bumping under him suddenly stopped, and Chu Wanning looked at Ta Xianjun in a daze.

"It's not comfortable."

Stepping Xianjun played with Chu Wanning's strands of hair, and waited for Chu Wanning's reply with great interest.

Chu Wanning was eroded by the huge sense of emptiness, so he stopped suddenly and almost killed him, so he replied in a daze: "Comfortable...continue, um..."

Hearing these words, the place under Ta Xianjun's body couldn't help but swell again. Chu Wanning is his aphrodisiac. Whenever the other party looks at him or says a word, he can arouse his deepest desire.He violently fucked Chu Wanning, as if he wanted to pierce this body.Chu Wanning's legs trembled slightly, and his whole body was as sharp as electricity: "Slow down...ah!"

Stepping on Xianjun only thought that these were the wind in his ears, he kept pumping and thrusting under his body, and forced Chu Wanning to shoot twice.Chu WanNing was lying on the ground, his eyes were black for a while, his consciousness seemed to be floating outside the clouds, and he even felt that he would die here.Stepping Xianjun turned Chu Wanning over and let him kneel down on the ground, and re-entered with his avatar, touching his sensitive points. Chu Wanning could hardly kneel, and was stabilized by stepping Xianjun's arms .Stepping on the top of Xianjun is very deep, pushing the mouth of the palace open, and shooting all the white turbidity in.

"Wan Ning, give birth to a child for me."

Chu Wanning's whole body was like being fished out of the water, with love marks all over her body, her legs were trembling, and she couldn't even speak a complete sentence after being fucked, and she was fiddled with by Step Xianjun.Ta Xianjun likes Chu Wanning's appearance the most, so he is obedient and obedient.

Chu Wanning was held in his arms by Ta Xianjun, and he was shot inside a few times, and finally couldn't bear it and fell asleep.He hangs his neck limply, like a dying swan, with red and white liquid bubbling between his legs, with love marks all over his body, like a broken puppet.Ta Xianjun hugged Chu Wanning horizontally, kissed his slightly frowned eyebrows, and carried him back to the bedroom.