am i a devil

Xun Ying: "..."

"What's wrong?" Xun Ying said.

"I want to go to the bathroom first," Wang Mo said, "Are you going?"

Xun Ying: "..."

He expressed his incomprehension and polite refusal to the behavior of good buddies among elementary school students making an appointment to go to the toilet together, and then watched Wang Mo leave his sight.

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into the night.

Wang Mo originally slept peacefully like a dead pig, but suddenly, he started kicking up the quilt.

He dreamed of Xun Ying.

In the dream, it was not Xun Ying who chased him, but Xun Ying who he chased.

He chased for a long time, for a lifetime.

Xun Ying didn't even nod.

But he didn't drive him away, he just stayed by his side and grew old with him.

Finally, when Wang Mo was too old to move, he was lying in a pure white ward with a bunch of tubes inserted to continue his life.

His breathing became more and more difficult, and he instinctively felt that his life was about to come to an end.

He looked at Xun Ying who was sitting next to the hospital bed, trembling as well, while nursing himself, and stretched out his hand towards him with the last bit of strength.

Then he saw that the aging Xun Ying suddenly raised his drooping head, raised his eyes to look at himself, and then slowly split from the top of his head full of gorgeous hair.

The aging skin fell off Xun Ying's body like a piece of old clothes that hadn't been lingered in the slightest, and replaced it with smooth and fair skin, just like newborn skin.

He was reborn in blood and turned into a young man with a youthful appearance.

Xun Ying stretched her graceful limbs to get used to her flawless new body, then smiled at Wang Mo, got dressed, turned and left his bed.

Wang Mo wanted to reach out and grab the skirt of his clothes, but he finally ran out of energy and could no longer hold Xun Ying.

His name was finally drawn in a black box and recorded in the lengthy "chronological general history".

"Xun Ying!"

Wang Mo yelled, a carp straightened up, rolled off the bed, and fell on the soft and thick handmade carpet.

Wang Mo: ""

"It's a dream..." Wang Mo hesitated twice, and then found that his voice was hoarse.

This is not surprising, Wang Mo thought, anyone who dreams of his wife running away will get angry.

Wang Mo got up quickly, walked into the bathroom, washed up, and looked in the mirror.

After a while, he came out, pushed open the door of his bedroom, and came to the corridor outside.

Wang Mo walked in the long corridor like a rainbow, and the ribbon of the silk nightgown could not keep up with his speed, so he walked like a wind.

Wang Mo passed by one after another world-famous paintings that he could not name, and the portraits on the paintings seemed to be looking at him enviously.

Finally, he came to the door of Xun Ying's bedroom.

Wang Mo didn't knock on the other party's door politely as usual.

Because he knew that what he was going to do next would not be able to maintain etiquette no matter what, but in a sense, this matter was one of the few great gifts in life.

He pushed open the door of Xun Ying's bedroom and walked in.

Like Wang Mo's bedroom, Xun Ying's bedroom is a small and exquisite suite.

After Wang Mo entered the outer room, he didn't turn on the light, but relying on the memory of the same pattern, he went to the inner room very smoothly, where Xun Ying slept.

Xun Ying was still asleep just now, but now he has woken up.

He sleeps very vigilantly all the time, and once someone gets close, he will wake up immediately.

But he wasn't too nervous, because judging from his breath, he knew that the other party was his lover, and he was the only man who had the right to enter and leave his bedroom at will.

Xun Ying supported the soft bed with one hand, and just about to sit up and ask Wang Mo what's the matter, he immediately held him down.

He pinned him on the bed, didn't let him get up, and kissed him.

Xun Ying struggled twice, not because he didn't want to, but because he was a little surprised. Once the surprise was digested by him, he obeyed Wang Mo's entanglement.

Once Wang Mo kissed the beautiful man under him, he immediately knew what he wanted to do by instinct.

However, at this moment, Xun Yinghuan's hand on Wang Mo's shoulder suddenly exerted a little strength, and successfully made Wang Mo stop what had to be called reckless behavior.

"You don't want to?" Wang Mo and Xun Ying opened a little distance, still very close, and asked him in a deep voice.

"No." Xun Ying shook his head.

"Have you prepared yet?" Wang Mo said, rubbing the few drops of sweat on Xun Ying's bright and clean forehead with his own forehead hair with a little Apollo-like scroll.

"Yes." Xun Ying nodded.

Wang Mo laughed.

There was a little bit of sarcasm in his smile, but it was far from mocking, let alone malicious, but a kind of intimacy that can only be felt and unspeakable between lovers.

"But I need something, you know." Xun Ying didn't think there was anything wrong with Wang Mo's smirk, in fact, he didn't have the time to think about it, but focused on other things , said a little hastily.

At this time, he more clearly showed the characteristics of his spiritual ancients, and he seemed a bit conservative in terms of words.

However, Wang Mo didn't think there was anything wrong, because he was also a conservative type, but he discovered afterwards that his conservativeness was actually limited to the use of words.

"I know, I brought them all." Wang Mo said.

He took a small bag that he kept behind him all the time. Although Xun Ying couldn't see what was in it in the ambiguous environment, he could still make a rough judgment based on his theoretical reserves.

"Actually, I've prepared it too." Xun Ying replied, while opening the drawer on his bedside table, there was indeed a storage box inside.

Wang Mo nodded, reached out and took the box, turned it over casually, and held it in his hand.

He is more inclined to use the things Xun Ying prepared than the things he prepared himself, and he doesn't know what kind of mentality this is. Maybe he just simply feels that Xun Ying has prepared these things for him. Gave him a very intimate feeling.

Because one hand was still on Xun Ying's shoulder, he could only plan to use his sharp little canine tooth.

Just when Wang Mo was about to start his new life journey handsomely and stylishly, he looked down and suddenly found something was wrong.

The object in his palm, under the dim night light, shone with a dazzling brilliance that such objects should not have.

Wang Mo studied for a while with a blank face, and then said a dirty word for the first time.

"Fuck, this thing is really set with diamonds!"

Mo'er married a daughter-in-law again today and celebrates the new year ~ I also wish everyone a happy new year ~