IX Cultivation

The sweet fruit is being held in someone else's hands at this moment.

This, the elf thought, was temporary.

Someone has to teach his lovely 'A Ling' what love is, and then tell him dear 'A Ling', who is the real man who can accompany him to the end.

Yan Zhijue touched his neck habitually, but after feeling nothing at all, he paused suddenly, but smiled more genuinely than before.

——It's a pity, if Ah Ling also remembered himself...it would be fine.

Yan Zhijue continued to deliberately pamper the man and the Dragon Lord to gradually change the atmosphere, and in the end, like a sick and kind person who sincerely hoped that the person he liked could find true love, he personally sent the man and the Dragon King to the plane to a foreign country , and begged for the right to occasionally talk with a lonely face, showing humility and a pretentious magnanimity that can be seen through at a glance.

197. Delicious meal

Six months.

All in all, Wan Ou spent his sixth birthday with Tan Lang in China a few weeks ago.

Wan Ling hesitated for a long time on his birthday, so he called Tan Lang and told Tan Lang what Wan Ou's children liked and what kind of cakes to buy. Come back by yourself?"

Wan Ling was panicked by being blocked, and after a while, he returned: "You still ask me if you know." Wan Ling can talk to Tan Lang calmly now. the point.

Doctor Tan over there breathes lightly, and laughs very lightly. Wan Ling can probably imagine that Tan Lang lit a long and thin cigarette and pressed it between his lips. A moment of indiscrimination between male and female.

"A Ling, come back." Tan Lang paused, "I won't force you anymore."

Wan Ling listened, but didn't say anything about it, but continued to talk to Tan Lang about Wan Ou's birthday, and finally hung up the phone.

"You're not paying attention." Suddenly, a piercing pain came from the tip of his nipple, and Wan Ling withdrew from the memory in a jerk, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw the deep dark blue eyes of Lord Long pressing on him.

Being looked at by such a pair of eyes, few people would not be indifferent, but Wan Ling looked at himself reflected in those beautiful pupils, but was momentarily at a loss.

I remember that the Dragon Lord in the dream actually has two forms. In that fairy world, the Dragon Lord is a flawed dragon born with a single horn.

After becoming the Dragon Lord of the South China Sea, every time he used his real body, his body would be covered with beautiful scales, and his eyes, which were usually deep sea-colored, instantly became sharper, showing a unique golden color.

"Ah Ling, who are you looking at?" Long Jun's voice was as calm as ever, but even so, Wan Ling still felt that the other party was in a bad mood.

The other party has habitually shackled him with both wrists and one hand above his head. He lifted his nightgown with one hand and grasped the full chest with his big hand. He kept kneading slowly, starting from the outside of the chest, which was slightly softer than normal men. Squeeze inside, not strong but irresistible. On the other side of the chest, the nipple with a big areola is held by Long Jun with his thin lips, gently ground with his teeth, and the tip of his tongue can't stop touching the nipple. The small hole in the depression.

"Huh?" Long Jun asked softly in a nasal voice, but it was obvious that if he wanted to get an answer, he must get an answer, no matter what the answer was.

Wan Ling's right breast, which Long Jun had been biting and sucking, didn't have much milk in the first place, and now it's been drunk, and being teased like this again, apart from a faint pleasure, more of it is the pain that seems to be the breast being pulled.

The man's hand moved softly, and after being pinched even tighter, Wan Ling stopped moving, his voice was low and hoarse, in Long Jun's ears, it was very sexy: "I'm looking at you."

Wan Ling didn't lie, he always looked at Lord Long, even in his past and present lives, he was still alone... I guess.

Mr. Long was noncommittal, but he did not let go of the man's much-loved nipples. Mr. Long especially liked this place, and his favorite position was sitting with the man on his lap, while rubbing the man's excellent texture. The buttocks, while sucking the man's milk-scented nipples, the man hugged himself in a daze, and when the buttocks were pulled away and the wet back hole was touched, there were countless groans in his throat.

Long Jun thought of this and put it into action.

Long Jun got up, hugged Wan Ling to the armchair next to him and sat on his lap, the clothes on Wan Ling had already fallen down his arms to his elbows, and the large chest and the red hickey on it So exposed in front of Long Jun, Long Jun blinked, attached to it again, and deepened.

"Hmm..." The man's nipples were numb, and there were red marks on his wrists, which were loosely pressed against Long Jun's shoulder. The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he subconsciously leaned back, but was restrained by the young man. The other hand went straight into his underpants, grabbed the man's buttocks and pinched the soft buttocks, squeezed out from the gap between the five fingers, and bulged.

Wan Ling and Long Jun have done all kinds of intimate things, but they have never really entered it once.

Every time the young man let the man use his hands or legs to get it out, he showed his attitude that he would give Wan Ling time to prepare.

Half of Wan Ling came out after being played with by the young man's sensitive nipples, and the other half came out from the mouth of Long Jun.

The young man doesn't seem to be obsessed with this kind of thing, but the kind of involuntary intimacy and unintentional flattery that puts all his body and mind on him makes All Souls' Day fail. Wan Ling thinks that he is probably going to break his promise. I thought about not finding a lover to cause trouble for myself, but now I feel that this 'trouble' is... quite good.

The man's cheeks were slightly red, and his unremarkable appearance was simply too ordinary compared to the young man's, but being pampered by the young man's kisses made him look different, as if his eyes were covered with peach blossoms.

Something scorching hot was pressed against Wan Ling's lower abdomen through two thin layers of cloth. The thing was extremely hard and looked at it at a glance. It was a big bag. Wan Ling had seen it before. Compared with the dream, it was not so ferocious. A monster with scales, regardless of its size and the veins on it, is still a human thing.

Long Jun, who caught the man's gaze in his eyes, softened his eyes a little. The hand that was holding the man's waist was holding Wan Ling's hand and pressed it on his own desire, not to let the man take it away. The sexy collarbone kissed the man's lips, kissed it deeply, stirred the saliva, sucked the tip of the tongue, invaded the depths, and seized the man's right to breathe!

Wan Ling can feel that the Dragon Lord is different now. The Dragon Lord in this world is more powerful and indifferent, and also more possessive, but he has not changed at all.

The man was kissed with all kinds of meat and vegetables, and his whole body was slowly ignited. He devoted himself to this kiss, and intertwined with the young man who was holding him tightly. His heart was burning. Nostrils are intertwined with each other, they almost melt together, and the heartbeats are gradually synchronized. When the kiss is over, Wan Ling's whole body is soft, but the meaning is still unfinished...

For people who like each other, kissing is a common but extremely emotional thing.

Wan Ling didn't know where he read this sentence, but now he deeply believes it. He looked into Long Jun's eyes, and Long Jun also looked at him quietly, full of ambiguity and warmth in silence, this is different from any other time in the past. Faint habits and likes are different, different means special.

The man suddenly felt relieved, he lifted the jaw of the Dragon Lord, and kissed the young man's lips in the light of the Dragon Lord's eyes, and this time it was he who pushed the young man's lips and teeth, and rushed into the other's mouth. Long Jun was so strong that he was immediately attacked by the reacting Long Jun, and this time he let go, and a thin silver thread stuck between their lips.

Long Jun immediately understood what was going on, and then he heard the man who was hugged slightly higher than him lower his eyes, the corners of his eyes were moist, his lips were bright red, stained with the lustful color he gave, and said softly:

"It's better to go to bed."

With a hoarse voice, Long Jun replied, "It's right here." As soon as the words fell, he bit the man's sensitive Adam's apple, like a male beast officially starting to mark, and began to taste the delicious meal after many days of patience.

198. Even beasts are not spared...

The night in a foreign country comes later than in China. At around nine o’clock, the genius just got dark, and the thick fog gradually enveloped the flowers and plants outside the rich area, and the beautiful plane trees were also covered. He drove out in a luxurious sports car and disappeared in the bright neon lights of the city center not far away.

Building [-] in the wealthy district is exceptionally quiet, occasionally there are a few barks from inside, but it is not big. Looking inside from the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see a giant Alaskan dog with black and white hair. Sneezing and curling up on the carpet, the TV started to play boring talk shows, the giant dog licked its paws in boredom, made a low sound in its throat, and finally stood up all of a sudden, and ran upstairs.

This small villa is a bit big for two people, the stairs are extremely delicate, and there is a column of aquatic plants in the corner. The branches and leaves are very lush and lush. It was swept by the giant dog's tail and shook for a long time before it calmed down.

The pads of 'pata' hit the floor, with a lovely fleshy feeling, the giant dog came to the familiar door, stood up suddenly, opened the door with its paws, and tipped its nose He opened the door.

The ambiguous and trembling moan inside seemed to have lost its fig leaf, and came out.

The giant dog is very psychic, but it is not human after all. He did not shy away from hearing such a voice, and ran straight in. He even wanted to jump on the bed, but the battle was fierce on the big bed, and there was no place for it at all.