Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

Mo Xiaoqi's perspective

Before I opened my eyes in the morning, my mind woke up first. In an instant, what happened last night flooded into my still not sober brain like a tidal wave.For a moment, the emotions were a little complicated, Yuan Fan had always been a cool-looking child, how could he be so enthusiastic in bed?Actually, when I brought him back, I didn’t want to do anything, didn’t think about that at all, but when Yuan Fan pushed me down on the bed, I suddenly thought, that’s it, let’s get closer.

Originally, this matter was nothing, it was a very normal thing, and it was a natural thing when the feelings reached a certain level, but Yuan Fan felt as if there would be no tomorrow after today.Of course I know Yuan Fan's mood. I left this child behind for too long. At that time, I could feel Yuan Fan's intense emotions. He seemed to want to prove something, and he might have some evil intentions. Well, I absolutely I will never forget his nasty smile when he was made to cry.

My body was extremely sore and limp, as if every muscle was not my own. Hearing the sound of Yuan Fan coming in, I moved my body a little, and frowned in confusion.The pain in my lower back seemed to creak even when I moved.I'm a little annoyed. I'm almost 30 years old. I don't learn dance gymnastics. I don't usually exercise much. It's normal for my body to be a little stiff. This brat Yuan Fan has been tossing like this all night, but his waist If it's not broken, I probably have to thank him for his mercy? !

I narrowed my eyes slightly, a little dissatisfied and aggrieved, "Stinky boy, don't think about having a next time."

When I spoke, I was a little numb, and then my face became hot, and I wanted to hide myself.

Because of Yuan Fan's little problem, he seems to like to keep asking questions like a child when I'm absent-minded, and gets unhappy if I don't get an answer.Although I don't object to this matter, I am a man after all, and I still can't accept making me make a shameful voice, but Yuan Fan keeps asking me to speak up.

So now the sound is like a grinding wheel rolling out, hoarse and unpleasant.

Yuan Fan's exquisite and beautiful face was as calm as a dead person's, but his dark eyes were extremely shining, and then he lay beside me and hugged me into his arms.Yuan Fan's body temperature is cool, but sometimes people's senses are not based on objective factors, and sometimes subjective factors are extremely overbearing. Even though my body is warm and cold, when I am hugged by this child, I still feel warm .I think, I like this embrace.

When a hot hand pressed against my lower back and rubbed it, the heat in the palm soothed the soreness of my lower back. I opened my eyes and looked at Yuan Fan, who looked at me with shining eyes, and then he didn't He stopped what he was doing, but the man suddenly leaned over and rubbed against my neck and shoulders, like a big dog coquettish.

Yuan Fan rubbed my waist alternately with his hands, of course it wasn't because he was tired.I know how cold Yuan Fan's hands are, this makes me feel a comfortable temperature, almost a bit hot, needless to say, when Yuan Fan himself warms his hands again, they must be scalded to the point of itching.Yuan Fan is an amazing person. He doesn't seem to be very afraid of pain, and even enjoys it a little abnormally. Although I feel a little distressed, out of some subtle revenge, I squint my eyes and enjoy it.

Yuan Fan almost entangled his limbs. Looking at his messy black hair, I have to admit that some people really don't need to take care of themselves because they are good-looking.My mind was still a little confused, I thought to let him go, I wanted to take a rest, when I heard Yuan Fan buried in my neck, muffled, "Mo Xiaoqi, come back with me tomorrow let's go home."