The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

The man's body temperature was as cold as if it had been soaked in polar ice for tens of thousands of years.

The coldness penetrates deep into the bones.

But Song Jiu was so happy that he didn't care about the details at all. Joy occupied his entire mind.

The young man leaned against the man's broad and strong back, with a sweet smile on his lips, and talked endlessly about how he had been crying, heartbroken, and missing him for the past six years.

His sweetheart was framed to death, but Song Jiu had no evidence to arrest the murderer. He felt guilty and blamed himself for being a waste.

A worthless fool.

In the past seven years, Lu Lie had never come to the dream. When he met him, he must have resented his incompetence and his inability to do anything and take revenge.

That's why I didn't want to see him for seven years.

For Song Jiu, even dreaming has become a luxury.

When the young man had vented enough, the man turned around and gently wiped away the tears.

"I know, I don't blame you. Xiaojiu is my baby, my heart, how can I let you be sad? Stop crying, it makes my heart ache."

The man placed a pity and precious kiss on the boy's smooth forehead.

The kiss had a soothing meaning, and the effect was surprisingly good. The young man immediately felt at ease.

Song Jiu looked at the person in front of him and blinked. He found that he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, as if there was a mist covering the entire face.

Biting his lip.

"Alie, am I blind? Why can't I see your facial features clearly?"

He was clearly in front of him, but he still couldn't remember his face. But before, he still remembered that his Ah Lie was very handsome, as handsome as a god.

The man's body visibly stiffened for a moment, and he scratched the tip of his nose with his finger. His magnetic voice smiled and replied, "You fool, of course you can't see clearly. It's normal..."

If you see clearly, you have to come down and stay with me.

"But... you finally came back to see me once. I want to see you again. I miss you, Ah Lie?"

Song Jiu did not doubt that he was dreaming. After waiting for seven years, he finally saw his sweetheart, but he could not see his face clearly. He frowned and his eyes were aggrieved.

As he talked, he wanted to drop golden beans again.

Silent tears flowed down her cheeks, feeling sad and sad.

The two were in a stalemate for a long time, but in the end the man gave in because he couldn't see the baby he held in his palms crying.

"Forget it, let you see. Who asked me to pamper you will make you cry and you will have to coax me."

An imperceptible sigh sounded in the air.

Along with the airflow, a breeze blew away the black fog on the man's face, revealing that handsome face, but it was more mature and profound than before.

Song Jiu raised the corners of his mouth, his beautiful peach blossom eyes curved into a beautiful arc, and the light in his eyes was bright and moving.

He leaned over, gently pinched the other person's cheeks with both hands, and said coquettishly: "We haven't seen each other for a few years. My Ah Lie has become handsome again. He must be very attractive. Maybe one day he will be seduced away. I don’t even have time to cry.”

The man curled his lips and smiled.

His big hands grabbed Ren'er's slender waist and pulled him over. The distance between the two became zero, and their lips were only half a finger apart.

Breaths of different frequencies undulated, intertwined, and blended into one.

"Why... why are you so close? I can't even breathe."

Song Jiu couldn't stand the man's hot gaze, so he couldn't help but tilt his head and wanted to step back, but was restrained by the strong force on his waist and couldn't move.

After struggling a few times, he couldn't break free.

"Okay, let me go first."

There was a hint of anger in the young man's sparkling peach blossom eyes, which was particularly seductive.

The man's eyes darkened, a hint of dark red flashed in his dark pupils, his Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, and he stared at the person.

"Do you know what I'm thinking about right now?"

His voice was hoarse and hoarse, and the veins on his arms around his waist were bulging. It was obvious that he had endured to the extreme.

Song Jiu felt that the man's eyes were blazing, as if he was suppressing something terrible. Once released, it would devour him completely like a flame.

The handsome face came closer little by little until their noses were touching and they fell on the big bed.

"What are you thinking about?"

The cold breath sprayed on his neck. Song Jiu couldn't help but shrink his neck, turned his head, and followed his words.

Unexpectedly, his actions happened to be convenient for the man. Lu Lie buried his cold lips on the delicate collarbone and kissed her densely.

The man was breathing heavily.

"I'm thinking that we should finish what we didn't finish back then."

"I can't stay with you all the time because I'm afraid that you will be snatched away by others. So, Xiaojiu, can you give it to me? I will make you feel comfortable."

"Well, promise me, okay?"

The low voice was filled with extreme longing and lust.

Due to various reasons at that time, the two were unable to develop further. Even if Song Jiu was willing to do it later, Lu Lie did not complete it completely out of pity for his young age.

In Lu Lie's concept, love is the ultimate possession, a bone-crushing lingering, and a high-level combination of soul and body.

His whole body and mind were longing for Song Jiu.

This has become an obsession engraved in our genes.

Song Jiu was stared at by the man's hot gaze and his thoughts were confused.

The man endured it very hard, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his breathing was heavy. Even though his body reacted so strongly that it was about to explode, he acted like a gentleman and did not make a move or forcefully press on her without the permission of his sweetheart.

The two looked at each other, and the boy was silent.

There was silence for a full five minutes.

"...That's all. We know Xiaojiu is afraid of pain, so we won't do it. Be good, are you hungry when you wake up? I'll cook some dishes for you." The man sighed, chose to compromise, and said Get up and walk to the kitchen.

Song Jiu raised his hands to wrap around the man's neck, blushed, and took the initiative to kiss him.

His movements were green and unorganized, like chewing an apple.

His sweetheart took the initiative to send her over, and the man could no longer hold back the desire in his heart. Soon, he became the dominant one and pushed the man down on the big bed.

Half an hour later, the seductive screams and gasps of pain resounded in the bedroom, continuing endlessly and forming the most beautiful song.

The bedroom curtains had long since closed by themselves.

Unknowingly.

Song Jiu failed to notice that something was wrong. He was immersed in the pleasure of being overwhelmed and could only rush to the next wave according to the man's rhythm.

In the cramped rental house, the two of us were indistinguishable from each other. We were so confused that we didn’t know what this evening was.

However, as time passed, Song Jiu couldn't bear it anymore. He was so tired that he couldn't even lift a finger. His eyes were wet, he was panting, and he tried to push the man on him away.

"Ah Lie, I can't do it anymore. I'm so tired. How about we stop doing this?"

There was a cry in Song Jiu's voice, and his mind was in chaos. During this period, the two of them changed countless times. He really couldn't stand it anymore, and his legs were shaking violently.

My body aches.

The curtains were tightly closed, the lights were not turned on in the bedroom, and it was pitch black.

In the darkness, the man was so happy that he couldn't help himself, and his phoenix eyes had completely turned completely black.

Creepy and terrifying.

It was a pity that Song Jiu couldn't see him. His body was shaking and he was crying, begging the man to stop this endless pity.