flower and big devil

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Luo Xiu moved his head. Now, his brain is in a chaotic state, and the feeling of heat, pain and tightness in his chest makes him feel that he is not well. In this case, it is obvious that he The function of his brain has been so bad that even if he tries to concentrate, he can only think about one thing clearly - he has no way of knowing where he is and who is in the room. Knowing what happened before, for a moment, he felt that he almost forgot his name.

However, this does not prevent him from having a fact clearly and shockingly emerging in his mind: a naked man with a huge figure is walking towards him.

The chest muscles and wheat-colored skin on the chest are enough to make any male creature jealous. Let’s not mention it for the time being. There is no trace of fat on the lower abdomen, and it feels good to the touch. What’s worse is that the man is tall and strong. The two long legs will probably blind the eyes of all bodybuilding champions, and the strong and even distribution of muscles makes him look like a product of staying in the gym for 24 hours out of 25 hours a day... For example, now that Luo Xiu is starting to Suspected that the person who was now at his bedside was actually the bastard child of a treadmill and weight lifter.

The person standing by the bed suddenly stopped.

This meant that at this moment the shadow he cast almost completely enveloped the dark-haired young man.

Lying on the bed, the pale young black-haired young man was as slender as a chick in comparison, but even with all his strength, his fingertips twitched slightly. Luo Xiu let out a silent sigh. Abandoning the struggle to maintain his dignity in front of the same sex, he turned his head, his eyes swept around, and finally, as if someone had cast a magic spell on him, his black eyes half-closed, motionless stuck somewhere—

At this time, the position of the man standing by the bed made it almost effortless for Luo Xiu to let him see the thing that wanted to gouge out his eyes—in detail—it was actually—uhhhh—his entire life. I have never seen an organ with such an astonishing size even in a "calm" situation.

What's more, what makes people jealous is that the shape of that thing is also quite beautiful - yes, if this kind of thing can also be described as beautiful, then Luo Xiu thinks this is the standard of "beautiful".

At this moment, under the slightly visible outline of the hip bone curve, the man is frankly revealing his thick hair. Between the hair, there is a clean, suffocating masculine breath and a mixture of bath essential oils. The organ of smell is quietly dormant among them.

Luo Xiu moved his lips and held his breath - because he felt that after he smelled the smell, the hotness in his body suddenly calmed down, followed by endless torture, as if the blood on his body instantly They were all boiling, rushing and clamoring for something... He was silent for a moment, and finally, he heard himself say in that terribly hoarse, dry voice that was like rubbing on sandpaper: "... ...Tarot soldiers?"

The man standing by the bed didn't answer him, he just exposed himself in front of the black-haired young man grandiosely - after hearing the black-haired young man call that name, he seemed to be giving a positive reward or As if something else finally moved, he bent down slightly, and rubbed the side of the black-haired young man's cheek with his dry and warm palm.

When the scent of clean bath essential oil entered his nose, Luo Xiu subconsciously moved his head, as if he was a little embarrassed to dirty his sweaty face with other people's hands.

At this time, he heard the man calling his name, and he called him "Alice" in a low and magnetic voice.

"..."

Probably because his brain has become bumpy at this moment, anyway, Luo Xiu never thought that this painful name could sound as good as it does now.

"What are you thinking?" The other party's voice was low and deep.

"...Hand, take it away." The black-haired young man moved his lips, he felt his mouth was dry, "His face is sweaty, what's there to touch."

Moreover, their posture is a bit ambiguous now.

Luo Xiu was embarrassed to say.

Because he has always known that he is not straight, which means that sometimes the world of straight men is still quite difficult for him to understand-for example, when he was a child, the brats at school liked to play "picking out bird eggs". ", and enjoyed it until he graduated from high school, and from about the time of junior high school, Luo Xiu no longer felt that several young male bodies were rolling into a ball, panting and touching What good entertainment is there in going to this kind of entertainment...

The enigmatic world of straight men.

"Don't hide."

Hearing the black-haired young man's words, the Tarot soldier didn't move his hand away from his cheek because of his avoidance. Instead, he patiently used a little force to subdue the opponent's dangling head and fix it. His palm rubbed against his cheek until Luo Xiu felt that the wrinkles in his brain were almost smoothed out by the rough palm (...), the other hand suddenly slipped back, and then suddenly Grab the hair on the back of his head and grab him from the bed!

"Uh-uh-"

The strong body pressed up, and before the black-haired young man had time to realize what happened, the other party had already bit his lip hard!

... In fact, it is not too much to say that it is bitten.

Even if Luo Xiu didn't know what happened at this moment, he could feel the negative emotions passed from the other party's lips to some extent - like anger - like anger - like helplessness or for certain things Crazy breakdowns when acting helpless...

When the other party's tongue opened his teeth and said an attack, Luo Xiu completely lost the opportunity to tease the other party "why does a Tarot soldier have such rich emotions", he couldn't see the serious appearance of this Tarot soldier, but This guy is a ruthless character who can easily use his own tongue to completely conquer the opponent he wants to conquer.

Less than a minute later, all Luo Xiu could do was panting and thinking about how to "don't be kissed until he suffocated and died on the bed".

It wasn't until the other party let go of him, who was panting, that he raised his hand uselessly to wipe off the saliva overflowing from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and at the same time he thought of a serious question——

Him and Tarot soldiers?

... Even Mr. Caterpillar, the writer of Huang Bao, has never seen such a strange combination.

"what happened?"

The black-haired young man stared and asked—in his imagination, he might be able to mate with anyone (...), no matter if he is willing to defile the crow with his heart (shi) willingly (fen) love (qi) Zrok's sacred body, still closed his eyes depressedly, and the Duke of Darkness, had had countless tricks in his mind, but none of them - not even as many as a single hair - was It's about tarot soldiers.

For this guy, all Luo Xiu's impressions were limited to him smiling at him like a spring breeze in the breeze full of fragrance of flowers.

Instead of being like now, the other party is not only not smiling, in fact, his hand has already penetrated from the hem of Luo Xiu's shirt all the way up.

It was at this time that Luo Xiu realized that he seemed to be wearing only a shirt, and now the shirt had been torn to pieces. When he lowered his head, he could easily see that the other party's big wheat-colored hands were very strange. Placed on his chest, it formed a sharp contrast with his ghostly pale complexion.

Luo Xiu felt as if his brain was short of oxygen.

In short, when he tried to start thinking about the two questions of "what happened now" and "what might happen later", he felt dizzy for a while.

The hem of his shirt was pulled apart, barely covering his pale thighs with blue veins visible, and a few buttons on his chest were missing. A large piece of skin appeared, and the Tarot soldier's hand touched his back from his chest, along his waist, and then circled back from his back, until he touched all the places he could touch, and then stopped. He pinched the slightly protruding part of his chest——

The dark-haired young man gasped.

But the other party didn't seem to be going to stop, and he neatly pulled the baggy underwear on his body - yes, he just grabbed the edge of the fabric and pulled it aside, when the black-haired young man was white The buttocks were exposed under his eyes, he grabbed one of his legs, lowered his eyes, and those pupils, which were brighter than rubies and thicker than blood at this moment, met the eyes of the person in his arms.

Luo Xiu: "..."

Tarot soldier: "Be patient for a while, it may hurt a little."

Luo Xiu: "..."

The man paused, as if thinking for a few seconds, and said firmly, "But I won't stop."

Luo Xiu: "..."

Luo Xiu moved his lips, and he didn't even turn his brain to organize his words—but at this time, the other party had already moved, and in the posture of holding the black-haired young man half in his arms, he pulled his legs apart a little. , and then pushed in without any buffer!

The dark-haired young man gasped.

He widened his eyes slightly, as if he still couldn't believe what the hell the thing that rushed into his body was, he just felt that his body was split in two with a sharp sword in an instant , and the man splitting was not counted, as if he was still grabbing his hip bones with his own hands and tearing him to the sides desperately to split him into two——

Luo Xiu began to suspect that the person who first invented the torture method of "five horses to divide the body" might have been inspired by having sex with his partner

It came suddenly.

He scratched feebly in mid-air, when the person on top of him started to move his waist, at the same time, Luo Xiu suddenly felt a pain that went deep into his soul—if just now, he just It feels like a pain that tears bones, so now, the other party seems to be forcibly injecting some power into his soul, and trying to tear away a part of his soul!

The pain caused him to lose all the ability to think immediately. Every pore and every blood vessel in his body seemed to be being pricked by a needle. The black-haired young man squinted his eyes half-closed. The voice of Qi was also extremely weak now, and for a moment he wondered if he was really going to die—becoming the latest victim in this game, and maybe the most disgraceful sacrifice that has never been seen before or since. one--

He felt that his strength was draining, and the person pressing on him was like a powerful magic prop tirelessly sucking away his strength—however, just when he felt that he was about to run out of fuel, he again He could feel a new power gradually injecting into his body, that new power replaced some of the old ones, trying to coexist in his body with the remaining part that was similar to the new power...

However, this method of forced extraction and injection seems too barbaric.

It's as if someone accidentally got his hands dirty with ink while writing a letter and decided to wash his hands with concentrated sulfuric acid.

Luo Xiu opened his eyes slightly. At this moment, he lost all his strength and could only sway weakly with the opponent's movements. From his point of view, the person pressing on him didn't seem to enjoy any fun , In fact, the other party's thin lips were tightly pressed into a stern and terrifying straight line, and a drop of sweat dripped down his perfectly curved jaw——

"Clap" sounded.

It just fell into the eyes of the dark-haired young man.

"Ugh-"

He slammed his eyes shut, and the hot sweat caused his eyes to shed involuntary physiological tears, and now he felt that his face was wet, tears, sweat, terrible.

His lower body has lost consciousness—to be precise, now he only feels that his internal organs are so painful that they are all shrunk into a ball, and he has no idea what the meaning of "pain" is—the lower body , the messy bed sheet was stained with bright red blood, and the blood flowing continuously along the link between the two became the best lubricant. The man's movements became bigger and bigger, and under such an attack, the black-haired There is only chaos in the young man's mind...

He half-dozed, and when the last bit of energy was about to be pulled out of his body, he always felt that he could vaguely see the blue light around him—oh, no, it wasn’t pure blue—it was probably mixed with Some red lights that are more powerful in comparison——

The light became brighter and brighter, and finally even illuminated the face of the Tarot soldier whose outline was blurred and who had always hidden his face in the darkness.

Luo Xiu struggled to open his eyes to see his appearance clearly, but it was obvious that the other party had guessed his motive early in the morning. The first time he opened his eyes, he stretched out his big hand to cover his eyes, slightly The sweaty big hand was stuck to Luo Xiu's eyes, and the other hand went up along his arm that was lying powerlessly beside the pillow, and finally clasped his hand——

The cross intertwined, the palms pressed together, the force that almost crushed the finger bones made Luo Xiu feel very familiar...

However, before he could figure out what this meant, the strength and speed of the opponent's collision became faster and faster. He lowered his head and kissed him deeply, swallowing all the painful cries of the black-haired young man into each other's lips with his cold lips. between lips...

In the dark room, only the sound of each other's heavy snorting was left, but the black-haired young man who was deeply pressed in the middle of the soft and white bed could not see. At this moment, under his body, there was a pair of blue lights It seems that the patterns of bird feathers are looming and slowly unfolding—the pair of bird-like wings slowly extend from the initial drooping posture, and become more and more clear. At this time, the white sheets seem to be the best The canvas, the outline of each feather is clearly depicted...

It just happened in a split second.

The man who had a panoramic view of this scene lowered his eyes silently, and the big hands covering the black-haired young man's eyes slightly exerted force, watching the sarcasm stained on the pale skin turn slightly white due to his own strength, those hands A gloomy emotion flashed through the red pupils——

next second.

The wings made of blue light reflected on the bed sheet seemed to be torn apart by brutal force. At the same time, the black-haired young man screamed heart-piercingly because he couldn't bear the sudden severe pain, and his body Trembling violently, as if repelling something, as if being forced to accept something——

The bird feathers stretched behind him began to blur, it trembled—

Accompanied by the muffled grunt of the man pressing on the black-haired young man at this moment, he rushed forward, only to hear a muffled "bang", the blue wings suddenly turned into countless light spots and were slammed into pieces, replaced by , under the silhouette of the blue feathers gradually falling, a pair of blood-red bone wings with vigorous and extremely clear outlines gradually appeared...

At the same time, a pale hand that trembled slightly and had almost no strength suddenly grabbed the man's wrist. This sudden movement made the man stop abruptly. Under his head, a pair of blood-red pupils flickered for an instant. Stare at the people below.

The dark-haired young man's lips moved.

The voice was so small that one almost wondered if he was really trying to say something... The man lowered his body slightly, bringing himself closer to the black-haired young man. When he heard what the other party said clearly, his eyes The dark red pupils in the red pupils shrank suddenly——

In fact, the black-haired young man just kept repeating two simple words.

One is "Your Majesty".

The other one is "Lucifer".