I have the beauty of the villain's love

"Well--"

Zhou Lang, who was drowsy from the fever, felt a burst of pain in his body. He opened his eyes, but there was darkness in front of him.

The person behind reached out and wrapped his waist, making it impossible for him to break free.

who is it?

Xie Yinghuai or Linghu Yin?

The person behind did not speak, only slightly cool lips were printed on the neck, and the wet and hot tip of the tongue repeatedly licked.

Zhou Lang stretched out his hand to support the bed in front of him, but he had already sweated several times during the night, and he couldn't even raise his strength.

As if realizing that Zhou Lang had woken up, Nan Fengci's actions became more and more wanton.

In the dark, his five senses were much more sensitive than Zhou Lang's. He could remember clearly how Zhou Lang would react wherever he came across.

In a trance, Zhou Lang thought that he had returned to the Hou's mansion, and he couldn't even raise the strength to resist.

The groin was muddy, and the hot liquid kept overflowing with the kneading and provocation of the fingertips.

Scalp tingling sensation and taste.

Nan Fengci, who had never been in contact with people like this, was also a little intoxicated.

Five fingers grabbed Zhou Lang's chest, and because of too much force, the flexible skin was slightly highlighted.

Zhou Lang lowered his head, breathing heavily on the back of Nan Fengci's hand.

itch.

Itchy to the heart.

Zhou Lang didn't resist, nor struggled, with a submissive posture that you can pick and choose. In the dark, the sweetness is like ripe fruit. With a light touch, the pulp will overflow.

Nanfeng Ciqu raised his finger, and the liquid flowing out of the opened up place had already filled his palm impatiently.

Is it Xie Yinghuai?

Zhou Lang's obedient gesture greatly pleased Nan Fengci, he withdrew his fingers, and then filled himself in.Zhou Lang's hand resting on the bed tightened again for an instant. Even though he had experienced this feeling of breaking his body many times, it was still unbearable.Not only physically, but also psychologically.

Zhou Lang had a fever, and his body was even hotter. The heat on his body passed through the place of intercourse and spread to Nan Fengci's body. It was so hot that his heart trembled suddenly.

Very comfortable.

The comfort I have never experienced before.

Nan Feng Ci turned over and pressed on Zhou Lang. Because he didn't back out, Zhou Lang suddenly raised his neck, stimulated by this sudden movement.Then the sudden violent movement made him scream out, but he immediately clenched his teeth and swallowed back the broken voice.

Although Nan Fengci was addicted, he still maintained a sliver of clarity, so that he could separate his hands and touch other places on Zhou Lang's body - such as touching places that would make his whole body tremble.

Sweat dripped down, and the bedding under him was slightly damp.Obviously it is already the season of winter, why is it still so hot.

Nan Fengci heard Zhou Lang's distressed panting, and knew that he was still running a fever, and even though he was so thirsty that he wanted to swallow him in one gulp, he still had to endure it desperately.

After seeing the doctor tomorrow and the fever is gone, let’s do it comfortably again, otherwise it will break down all of a sudden, and there will be no such comfortable things to do again.

This is a comfortable thing for Nan Feng Ci who is in the dominant position, but it is not so easy for Zhou Lang.

"Thanks, thank you, Young Master—" His eyes were burning and dizzy, but his mind was abnormally clear, his eyes were clearly black, but the wetness in his eyes made the black colorful.

Nan Fengci paused when he heard this sound.

Then Zhou Lang grabbed his arm with trembling hands, pleading with tears, "Slow...slow down..."

Nan Fengci lowered his head and pressed it against Zhou Lang's ear, "Whose name were you calling just now?"

Zhou Lang's rapid breathing suddenly seemed to be choked by something, and the whole room suddenly became quiet.

With a flick of his finger, the extinguished candlestick on the table dangled with a soybean-sized candle.Although the candle that had just been lit was not bright enough, Zhou Lang could already clearly see who the person pressing on him was.

Zhou Lang's terrified appearance made Nan Fengci's softened heart harden a hundred times, his lips were still stained with Zhou Lang's saliva, but his eyes had returned to the deep look that Zhou Lang had seen in the daytime .

"It's you!" Zhou Lang suddenly came to his senses, he had already left the Hou Mansion, Xie Yinghuai would never show up tonight.

But he never thought that it would be Nanfengci.

Nan Fengci was still holding Zhou Lang's leg with one hand.

Zhou Lang's face turned pale, and he pushed Nan Feng Ci in a panic, and Nan Feng Ci grabbed his arm, "Who do you think?"

"You go out—" Zhou Lang was still afraid of him after all.

Nan Fengci smiled softly, the smile on his lips was gentle and hypocritical, "Young master, it's already like this, how can you get out." As soon as his voice fell, he slammed into it fiercely.

Zhou Lang grabbed the quilt and yelled.

Nan Fengci's gaze was still clear, completely different from Zhou Lang's wet eyes, so Zhou Lang felt ashamed to death when he looked up and saw him like this.

"It was you who got into my arms just now, and it was you who grabbed my arm and refused to let me go." Nan Fengci blinked, still showing a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "Young master is really duplicity."

Zhou Lang thought that he was in the Hou's mansion, so he didn't dare to resist. How could Nan Fengci continue to do wrong on him now.

Although Zhou Lang's refusal was not worth mentioning in Nan Fengci's eyes, he was still extremely uncomfortable because of Zhou Lang's resistance.

"Ah—" Zhou Lang was suddenly pulled up from the bed by Nan Fengci, but just as he exclaimed, Nan Fengci pushed him forward the next moment, and pressed him against the wall separated by a bed curtain , Nan Fengci followed closely, "You, what are you doing!"

The cold wall was completely different from the heat of his body.

Nan Fengci's chest was pressed against his back, and because of him sticking to Zhou Lang's ear, the loose hair fell down and fell on Zhou Lang's bent ankle.

"Guess." After Nan Fengci finished speaking, he took his earballs and blew into his auricle. When Zhou Lang was trembling, he took a step back and pushed Zhou Lang away with his knees because he couldn't stand up. Kneeling legs on the couch.

The chest was pressed against the cold wall, but the bed curtain was embroidered with many flowers, which looked elegant and luxurious, and when it was pressed against the sweaty chest, there was an indescribable itching feeling.

Zhou Lang had no choice but to raise his arms to touch the wall in front of him, but before he could breathe, his body was opened again.

What's worse, this time was deeper than before, Zhou Lang belatedly wanted to close his legs, but found that his legs couldn't close at all because of Nan Fengci's knees.

His whole body seemed to be nailed to Nan Feng Ci's body, as long as Nan Feng Ci hit him hard, he would be ripped apart.

This feeling is still inescapable.

"Oh, why is the young master crying so badly?" Nan Fengci still smiled, although he had never touched anyone else, but he was deeply influenced by it in the palace, even if he did it for the first time, he could make Zhou Lang cry and beg for mercy.

Zhou Lang didn't hear what he was talking about, he didn't realize it himself, and he cried out when he was worthless.

"I'm good enough for you—seeing that you still have a fever, I didn't tell you to crawl all over the ground." Nan Feng Ci pinched Zhou Lang's waist, because his waist was thin and limbs, he always felt like he couldn't put it down.

Zhou Lang leaned against the wall with one hand, and held Nan Fengci's leg with the other hand, trying to stand up, but in the end he found it was futile, "Let go, let me go..." Physical tears fell down, "Too deep—”

Nan Fengci's voice was still the same as during the day, but a little hoarse, "It's comfortable when it's deep."

Zhou Lang closed his eyes, and then he let out a broken gasp.

"From now on, you will always call me by my name." Nan Fengci was still brooding over what happened just now. It was really uncomfortable for someone he liked to call someone else's name, "Did you hear that?"

Zhou Lang didn't respond, so he pinched the soft flesh on his buttocks again. Zhou Lang immediately cried and begged for mercy, "I heard it, I heard it..."

He has no time to think about why Nanfengci suddenly dragged him to do such a thing. He obviously slept with Nanfengci these days, and Nanfengci had never touched him...why, why...

"Hmm—" Nan Fengci's lips and tongue were entwined, and his consciousness was interrupted for a while.

……

Zhou Lang, who was in a state of confusion, fell back on the bed when the candles were burnt out and the sky was getting dark.

Nan Fengci was also tired, so he put down the bed curtain to block the light from the window, and slept with Zhou Lang in his arms.This was a good dream, and Nan Fengci didn't wake up until the afternoon. He woke up and touched Zhou Lang's forehead, and found that the temperature was lower than yesterday. He helped him clean up the marks on his body, and called a doctor to give Zhou Lang a diagnosis and treatment. .

The doctor was also a little surprised. He only heard that the patient was lying on the bed with a cold face because of falling into the water, as if he was seriously ill.

But it's not his business to ask, after he prescribed the prescription, he left.

Nan Fengci grabbed the medicine with the prescription, boiled it and brought it to the bedside. Seeing that Zhou Lang still had his eyes closed, he took a mouthful of the bitter medicine and fed it into Zhou Lang's mouth.

Zhou Lang woke up choking.

Nan Fengci waited for him to recover from his cough, helped him up, and fed him another mouthful.

Zhou Lang couldn't hold back the bitter concoction, and as soon as Nanfengci fed it into his mouth, he quickly swallowed it.Nan Fengci finished feeding a bowl of medicine and put the empty bowl on the table.

At this moment Zhou Lang still felt that last night was a nightmare, and when he lifted the quilt covering his body, he had to admit that what happened last night really happened.

After Nan Fengci finished putting away the bowl, she turned her head to see Zhou Lang's dazed expression, then raised her hand to touch his forehead.

Zhou Lang subconsciously opened it with a wave of his hand, raised his head, and looked at Nan Fengci with panicked eyes.

Nan Fengci saw that he was more energetic than yesterday, and asked with a smile, "Young master, why does he have such an expression? Could it be that last night——"

As soon as he heard the words of last night, his face turned ugly.

Nan Fengci rubbed his lips, and said in a dissolute manner that Zhou Lang was used to, "You were sick last night, so I didn't let you crawl all over the floor. I'll make it up when you recover. "

Zhou Lang gritted his teeth, "You!" Suddenly he stretched out his hand to slap Nan Fengci on the cheek, Nanfeng Ci didn't hide, and endured it.

Zhou Lang didn't know what he had done until he heard that sound, but he was so afraid of Nanfengci that he would die in private, so the words rushed to his throat and he couldn't say a word.

Nan Fengci raised his hand, Zhou Lang thought he was going to hit him back, but saw Nan Fengci rubbed his cheek with his palm, "If someone hits me like this, I will smash the bones of his hand in front of his face. Pull it off and break it one by one." He said this intentionally to scare Zhou Lang, "But young master—who made me like you."

His fingers were as good-looking as human beings, and he deliberately rubbed Zhou Lang's cheeks with the fingers that rubbed against Zhou Lang's body last night.

Seeing him wanting to fight back but not daring to fight back, Nan Fengci's eyes darkened even more, "Young master, take good care of your illness. I will keep my promise when you recover."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Zhou Lang: Others are in love with your tenacious and unyielding soul, why don't you let me go when I'm so cowardly?

Nanfeng Ci: I like the way you are cowardly

Linghu Yin: +1

Xie Yinghuai: +2

Cannon fodder: +10086

Zhou Lang: ...Actually, I am the proud little white lotus

Yu Qingtan: Little Bailian, I will wait for you in the next world