Canary pretends to be good and runs away wearing books

"What can't you recognize?" Ji Luo was confused for a moment, and then suddenly saw the obvious outline of Jian Ling's lower abdomen in the next second.

"..." He couldn't help shrinking back.

Tossing from early morning to noon, many used condoms were lost beside the bed.

Speaking of soreness is the truth!

If I come again now...I'm afraid I will die =口=

But Jian Ling looked unhappy.

Therefore, Ji Luo couldn't help but think about it.

"Recognize it!" Ji Luo slender legs quickly slammed a few times, rolled down at super high speed, thumped and grabbed the man with a perfect figure, and used the strength of his body to spin him around and then directly pushed him onto the bed.

Jian Ling didn't refuse at all.

He just wanted to pinch Ji Luo's neck and ask him.

Fan|traitor can say it out loud, what the hell are you thinking about in your mind!

How dare you think so.

The alcohol he drank the night before had already been decomposed, and Jian Ling realized in surprise that his emotions were being led by the nose again and again by Ji Luo.

How does this work?

He stared at Ji Luo coldly, as if he wanted to force him away with an unfathomable chill.

But the fearless Young Master Ji grasped Jian Ling's psychology, and took advantage of the best time to talk after the man was comfortable, and rubbed his chest sticky.

The soft lips slid across the skin, sparking bursts of electricity, binding the two people who were close together.

"I must recognize it..." The boy's voice was soft, low and hoarse, and he rubbed away the man's already torn bathrobe, "It's you, don't try to deny it..."

"..."

"It's you, it's you, it's you." Ji Luo groaned, "Do you dare to do it or not? After the first love|love time, he immediately pinched my chin and ordered me to remember, and I can't deny it. Where did everyone go?"

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Ji Luo: "You know, I'm completely drunk, and I'm not totally unimpressed, brother."

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"There are many things, I..." Thinking of the last year, he was able to control the amount of drinking, and he still had a sense of reservations in the habit fragments, controlling his behavior, and finding out what happened around him—so he remembered, During those nights, the sound of coughing came from the bedside.

"I know it all."

His voice was small, so weak that he could hardly hear clearly.

Jian Ling was silent.

Ji Luo slowly propped up his body, but still straddled the man.

He raised his back slightly and sat down again.

The two breathed out a low gasp of satisfaction at the same time.

There are still redness and tear stains on the charming upturned eyes.

This time he took the initiative himself, which added a bit of delusion.

"I made a mistake brother, I apologize to you." Ji Luo bit his lips tightly to keep his voice steady.

Even so, Jian Ling's heartbeat, which was beating like a drum, could not be calmed down.

"I remember, the first time...that time I woke up, what did I say and what did I do." Ji Luo recalled, and murmured, "I beat you hard, trying to drive you away, He called you a shameless beast, and said...and said that you raped... raped me."

"..." Jian Ling turned his eyes away.

The ecstasy of being hugged by the child on the first night, and the severe pain of being stabbed by him after opening his eyes and ignoring him, are still vivid in my memory.

The sharp contrast, the pain in my heart.

I am afraid that no matter how long it takes, I will never forget it.

"I'm sorry." As he spoke, Ji Luo's narrow waist, which was as limp as a soft noodle, could no longer stretch, and he slowly lay down again.

They could both feel each other's unusual heartbeats.

"sorry Sorry."

His chest was wet with tears from the person on his body. Jian Ling didn't know whether it was the physiological tears overflowing from the corner of Ji Luo's eyes, or he was really crying because of guilt.

But he lifted his arm that had nowhere to put it, spread his five fingers, covered Ji Luo's back, and patted it gently.

"Brother is so nice, why would you do that to me." After Ji Luo felt the long-lost comfort from the man, his voice became unsteady, trembling like his body, "If I didn't take the initiative, How could you do that."

Jian Ling's thin eyelids moved slightly.

He lowered his eyes and saw Ji Luo's confused expression with his head resting on his shoulder.

Ji Luo: "It would be great if I could go back to the past, or if there was any way for me to say something to my former self, that would be great."

"..." Jian Ling moved his palm down, grabbed Ji Luo's waist, and turned over to hold him down again.

Although the black eyes were deep, the chill had faded a lot.

"What do you want?" Jian Ling asked.

Ji Luo raised his hand, feeling the rise and fall of his chest.

At the same time wrap him tighter.

"I'll go back and hug you." Ji Luo said, "I won't say that kind of exaggerated words to you, or do things that... make you hurt."

After a pause, Ji Luo took hold of the man's wrist that was propped next to his ear, grabbed his fingers, and put the corner of his mouth aside to kiss him lightly.

Ji Luo said in a low voice: "I used to be filled with all kinds of negative emotions, and I couldn't see clearly, couldn't understand many things, let alone accept, I like you."

Jian Ling's eyes moved slightly.

"But it's different now." Ji Luo looked up at him.

... Jian Ling saw a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes that were relieved, calm, and full of courage.

"Brother. If you don't love me, I will love you."

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