Prison of Black Wounds

Get away from that annoying place.

"That's not what I meant, Nasser, you won't forget that I still have the blood of a soldier in my body?"

"Besides, I want you here, and you have recovered anyway."

Burning face's face suddenly turned red to the neck, and only heard two awkward coughs in front of him, and Long Yan's voice came: "Here we are, you two, get on the carriage quickly."

Nasser looked at Ran's blushing face viciously, and his heart was getting more and more itchy. His appearance was so cute that he wanted to eat him up immediately, but he was in the wrong place at the moment.

On that day, Naser was indeed too tired, and due to excessive blood loss, he fell into a deep sleep soon after getting into the carriage, as if he wanted to make up for all the sleep he had lost these days. He slept for three days and three nights, and woke up. When he came here, he was lying in the garden where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant like in a dream, while his Ran was sleeping peacefully next to the soft bed. The feeling of happiness rose spontaneously, and he couldn't help but lower his head and put a kiss on that lovely cheek. Startled those dozing eyes.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, Ran slowly opened his eyes, met Naser's eyes, a blinding dazzling smile instantly took away Naser's sanity, and once again cupped his face domineeringly demanding a kiss.

After the kiss was over, Nasser asked with a smile, "Is he there?"

Ran lightly shook his head: "Master Bingquan also spent a lot of spiritual power to repair my body, and I am still sleeping at the moment."

"Tsk, it's a pity..."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing," Nasser chuckled, curling his soft hair with his fingertips, "the hair is still white."

"Well, he said he likes the color, so he won't fix it..."

"Hmph" Naser snorted coldly, then pulled the man onto the bed, rolled over and pressed the fire under him, bent his thighs between his legs, and blew in his ear: "Do it!" Well, I'm almost suffocating..."

Ran Wenyan was taken aback for a moment, and then a strange smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, which made Natherton feel a chill down his back: "You pervert, isn't it enough for you when you're asleep? You want it right away when you wake up? "

"Ah?" Naser stared at Ran with a smirk in surprise, "What do you want?"

Ran Xiemei smiled, raised her upper body slightly, approached his earlobe and gently bit his earlobe: "What do you think? Baby..."

Naser only felt a fire in his lower abdomen rushing to his forehead, he could no longer care about other things, the long suppressed sex was swallowing his reason, he couldn't restrain himself from reaching into his underwear and rubbing his chest and abdomen, Heavy kisses fell on his neck, chest, waist and abdomen, and his breathing became short of breath.

"No matter what you did while I was asleep, I want to get it all back now... Burn..."

"Um...ah..."

The warm wind caressed and rolled up the fallen leaves and petals. It seemed that there were only two of them left in the world, embracing each other tightly and never being separated.