devil's pet

[Kissing is a private matter and needs to be done with the door closed. 】

No matter how dissatisfied everyone was with the fate of the second Mingxi, Wang Zichen did not change the script.

The development of the plot is still filming according to the original plan.

"Act Four: Hanging Gardens."

"action!"

It turns out that these monsters trying to destroy the earth are not aliens at all, but artificial humans.When Shater wanted to reveal the instigator of all this and tell everyone Yi Ming's true identity, Yi Ming injured the guard and escaped with Li Xiaojie (Dr. Tian's assistant) and Ming Xi.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the Angel Legion, they did not escape back to the laboratory, but lurked in the enemy's base, looking for a way to destroy the Angel Legion.

During the process, they came to a hanging garden made of transparent materials.

Different from the desolation and devastation on the ground, the sky garden is full of flowers and plants, with artificial waterfalls and rivers, and the pavilions made of glass are fully equipped with cultural facilities.

Walking in, Yi Ming's expression was very serious. He was somewhat familiar with this building, which brought back some of his past memories.They didn't notice the changes in Yi Ming. The two young people, who had never seen human civilization before the jihad, were completely fascinated by the scenery in front of them.Forget all the pain for a while, and enjoy all the good things to the fullest.

The two young men were running, dancing, laughing and screaming in the hanging garden.And Yi Ming followed his memory, walked through the garden, bypassed the villa, and came to a rockery in the backyard. When he saw the withered tree on the rockery, Yi Ming's expression became more dignified, and he quickly I walked over and saw two lines of characters carved with a sharp weapon on the tree trunk at half the height of a person.

"The Undead Tree... Xia Tehe..." He suddenly opened his eyes wide, showing a terrified expression, and exhausted all his strength to read the following two words: "He... Yi Ming."

The lost memories flooded into his brain like a flood in an instant, and there was a buzzing sound in Yi Ming's head, he covered his head, the pain made him almost faint.

At this time, he suddenly heard Li Xiaojie's scream. He rushed to the garden at a very fast speed, regardless of his physical discomfort, and saw Li Xiaojie standing by the huge swimming pool, crying, "Mr. Yi Ming! Mingxi fell!" down!"

Yi Ming quickly took off his cloak and jumped down. He had no memory of swimming, but followed his instinct to dive to the bottom of the water and rescued Mingxi.

"What should I do?! Is he going to die?!" Li Xiaojie knelt beside Mingxi and cried out anxiously.

Yi Ming touched the artery in his neck, and said uncertainly: "I don't know, he needs first aid."

"How to give first aid?" Since birth, humans who are not as good as ants in their generation have never seen such a clear and large area of ​​water, and they can't swim. They have no formal education and only learned some first aid knowledge from books. Some people only know the theory, but they don't know how to implement the treatment.

Yi meditated for a while, raised Mingxi's head, pressed his chest a few times with both hands, looked at Li Xiaojie, and said, "Give him artificial respiration."

Li Xiaojie was stunned for a moment, she looked at Mingxi's mouth, blushed suddenly, and shook her head wildly: "I'm a woman!"

"So?" Yi Ming raised his eyebrows.

"Men and women are different, let Mr. Yi Ming come."

Are men and women different?What era is this?Yi Ming frowned and looked at her, then at Ming Xi who was dying, his thin lips were tangled tightly.

"Director, was that improvisation just now? Why didn't I see this dialogue?" the assistant asked the director in a low voice.

The director looked at the camera intently and snorted.

Wang Zichen's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, he took a deep breath, bent down, and approached Mingxi's lips little by little...

"cut!"

The director suddenly yelled, startling everyone present.

"Zhuo Xiran! You are in a coma now, you are frowning and pursing your lips, your expression is tense as if you are about to take a shit, what kind of drowning coma are you?" Samuel frantically flicked the script.

"I'm sorry director!" Zhuo Xiran wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and apologized hastily.

"Restart the part just now! Start with artificial respiration."

"All departments prepare!"

"action!"

Wang Zichen pinched the opponent's nose with one hand, pinched the opponent's cheeks with the other hand, bent down, and moved closer to those two lips.

"stop!"

"Who? Who yelled?!" The director looked around in astonishment, the assistant pointed to the front, and whispered, "This time it was Mr. Wang who yelled..."

The muscles on Samel's face twitched twice, and he immediately asked with a smile on his face, "Mr. Wang, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm tired, let's take a rest." Wang Zichen stood up and walked out of the camera.

"Okay! No problem, everyone, let's rest!" Wang Zichen, who pursued perfection, shouted that he was tired, and of course Samel couldn't say anything else.This person followed the filming, and the shooting speed was like a rocket. The film that was originally planned to be finished within half a year has now come to an end in only one month. Although it is tiring, the speed and quality are very high, which is similar to that of Wang Zichen. It is directly related to the strict requirements of iron and blood.

Zhuo Xiran got up from the ground, looked at Wang Zichen's back, and let out a hard breath.

To everyone's surprise, an artificial respiration turned these two powerful actors into two green apples, with countless NGs, and the breathing was stunned.

In the end, the director was so angry that he didn't care about Mr. Wang or any other important person, and scolded: "I said Mr. Wang! What are you trying to do? Isn't it just artificial respiration? Zhuo Xiran has bad breath or a sore on his mouth ? Are you so repulsive?"

Zhuo Xiran couldn't hear others talking to Wang Zichen with such an attitude, but because the other party was a great director, Wang Zichen didn't say anything, and he was not good at being arrogant, so he could only whisper: "Mr. Wang...it's better to cancel this paragraph." Bar?"

"It can't be canceled, this paragraph is very important! Mingxi's dependence and trust in Yi Ming, as well as his unreasonable devotion to Yi Ming in the future, are all accumulated bit by bit. Without Yi Ming's countless times of saving him and protecting him, what will happen later?" Those cruel plots?" the director roared.

Zhuo Xiran shrank his neck and looked at Wang Zichen in a dilemma. Seeing that Wang Zichen's face was gloomy and silent, he didn't dare to say anything more.

"Borrow your seat." The director sighed, "Only take the shot of Yi Ming doing artificial respiration, don't shoot the people below."

"Huh...?" The two assistants who were waiting to watch the show unanimously made dissatisfied voices.

The director ignored them and looked at Wang Zichen, "Mr. Wang, is this okay?"

"Yes." Wang Zichen said.

So, borrowing a seat to shoot was a one-time success.Zhuo Xiran finally felt a sense of relief.

■

Zhuo Xiran was lying on the edge of the bed, using lubricant to get himself wet, he pushed Xiao Ju away with both hands, pouted his buttocks high, and waited for his master's blessing.

When Wang Zichen came out after taking a shower, he saw a beautiful spring scene welcoming him. He stared at the shrinking ruddy hole, his eyes darkened little by little. He walked up to him, pulled off the towel, and fiddled After a few slaps of the meat blade, it was easily pushed in by the slippery liquid.

He grabbed the other's ass and rammed himself hard.

The other groaned weakly, and as usual, they sent each other to the top in the way of animal mating.Zhuo Xiran has become accustomed to this fixed pattern, he grips the sheets tightly, and buries his face in the quilt, every time the master brings him joy, he can recall it for a long time, making him moved and satisfied.When he was devoutly preparing to meet the second wave of peaks bestowed upon him by his master, he suddenly felt light in his body, and then dizzy. After he realized it, he found himself straddling Wang Zichen, whose face was very close at hand. Zhuo Xiran leaned back without thinking.

But Wang Zichen hugged him tightly, he pressed his head, the tips of their noses touched each other, and their naked and hot bodies were also stuck together.

Zhuo Xiran breathed in the hot breath from the other party, and was almost frightened, he hurriedly turned his face away, not daring to look directly at the other party.

Wang Zichen followed his gaze, deliberately made him look at him, and finally forced Zhuo Xiran to ask tremblingly: "Master, what did I do wrong? Please tell me, I really can't figure it out."

Wang Zichen said with a smile: "No, you did a good job."

Zhuo Xiran glanced at him in confusion, then quickly turned his eyes away, the airtight skin-to-skin kiss made him uncomfortable, so he asked timidly: "Then, what do you want to do, Master?"

Wang Zichen didn't answer but instead asked, "Isn't it uncomfortable to be like this now?"

Zhuo Xiran nodded: "Yes"

The tip of Wang Zichen's nose rubbed against the other's cheeks and ears intentionally or unintentionally, his scorching breath made Zhuo Xiran's whole body numb, his body temperature dropped suddenly, and he shivered a little.Wang Zichen fixed Zhuo Xiran's moving head so that Zhuo Xiran had to look directly into his eyes, he stared at his lips, approaching them step by step until the two lips touched each other, Zhuo Xiran was shocked His eyes widened and he didn't dare to move.

Sticking to his lips, Wang Zichen said softly, "It seems we haven't kissed before?"

Zhuo Xiran's Adam's apple twitched rapidly, his heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest, and he made a "hmm" sound, affirming Wang Zichen's words.

He rubbed the other's lips back and forth with his lips, and asked knowingly, "Have you ever kissed someone?"

Zhuo Xiran stared and shook her head.

Wang Zichen smiled slightly complacently.

He asked, "Want to know what it's like?"

He replied: "I want to..."

Immediately, his face flushed red, revealing an intoxicated expression.

He said, "Then let's play a kissing game today."

"Kiss... game?"

"Well, stick out your tongue."

Zhuo Xiran obeyed obediently.

"Tsk tsk, such a short tongue? Why are you acting like a dog?" Wang Zichen looked at the pink little tongue in disgust.

He suddenly opened his mouth, sucked Zhuo Xiran's tongue, and pulled it outwards. Zhuo Xiran subconsciously dodged backwards, but the root of his tongue was sore, which made him make a humming sound.

"Stupid dog!" Wang Zichen sneered, let go of his tongue, and sucked his lower lip instead, Zhuo Xiran couldn't help snorting comfortably, Wang Zichen asked in a low voice: "Do you like it very much?"

Zhuo Xiran twisted her body, "Yes"

"It's so coquettish!" Wang Zichen asked, "Do you want to dream about it?"

"Don't dare." Zhuo Xiran replied honestly.

"Oh? There's something else you don't dare to think about? Why don't you?" He continued to ignite the opponent's body with both hands.

"A dog's mouth is dirty, it doesn't dare to touch its master." Zhuo Xiran replied in a daze.

Knowing that what he said was from the heart, Wang Zichen couldn't help laughing, "What a good dog! Seeing your good performance, master, I will take care of you personally today."

As he spoke, he grabbed his nipples with one hand and rubbed them, and with the other hand he licked between his buttocks, and then stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick his slightly parted lips. Zhuo Xiran took a deep breath, and a stimulating electric current flowed from her His tailbone went straight to the top of his head, blowing out all his consciousness. His eyes were reddened, and he looked at the other party in confusion. The other party's eyes were deep and far away, like a huge black hole, sucking his soul out .

"Master..." Zhuo Xiran called the other party forgetfully.

The small flame gradually grew into a prairie fire. The two people's heavy breathing spurted into each other's cheeks, and the tips of their tongues were entangled, exchanging the legal juice in each other's mouths. Zhuo Xiran was as clumsy as a baby being teased by the other's domineering tongue and had nowhere to escape , he mechanically responded to the opponent's fierce attack, opened his jaw, and let Wang Zichen occupy him and plunder him all.

So horny, slutty and direct, his bitch is getting more and more talented.Wang Zichen was hooked by him so hot that he couldn't bear it, he bit his tongue and pulled it out, Zhuo Xiran screamed, and the corners of his mouth dripped with crystal clear saliva.

Wang Zichen's tyrannical factor was completely aroused by the other party's lewd-slutty and coquettish appearance, he suddenly pressed him on the bed, making them stick closer together, there was intense friction between flesh and flesh, and his fingers searched with flames of lust Touching every inch of the opponent's skin and igniting every private area, he wanted to conquer the opponent's body with all his desire and dissatisfaction, trying to fill the abyss that was so empty that he couldn't see the bottom.

Their lips had to be separated due to thrusting and bumping, but they always couldn't help wanting to continue kissing each other. This feeling made them feel fresh and exciting, and they wanted to find each other's soft lips again and again to comfort their hunger. thirsty soul.

The unprecedented sense of happiness gave Zhuo Xiran the illusion that he was about to disappear.He couldn't help wanting to hug his body several times, but after all, there was still a trace of reason remaining, and he didn't dare to stretch out his arms.He simply covered his eyes with his arms, blocking the sight that could destroy him, suppressing the excited and humble tears, and concealing the emotions that he couldn't hide in his heart no matter what.

He is a lost dog. Only by calling for his master from the bottom of his heart and following in his footsteps can he find his way home and have a direction to go.

Wang Zichen pushed his hand away and said in a hoarse voice, "Look at me!"

Zhuo Xiran was violently hit by the opponent, his eyes shook and he couldn't focus, but he still saw a kind of focus and affection in Wang Zichen's eyes that he had never seen before.Zhuo Xiran wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but he felt that even if it was only for a moment, he would be content.His eye sockets were wet with hopelessness, his red nose groaned with a nasal sound, his voice was provocative, and he couldn't suppress it. Under Wang Zichen's frantic demands, he sang bursts of sweet songs.

Wang Zichen kissed the tears on his face, stroking the place where they had sex with his fingers back and forth, completely occupying each other, and the feeling of completely controlling the other person's body and mind made him excited and satisfied.

The tight bedroom is full of fishy smells, nerve-splitting crashes and rough panting sounds. Two naked male bodies are intertwined, eagerly demanding.Both of them seem to want to commemorate this rare night, and they have tried their best to please each other, hoping that the other party will be crazy and intoxicated by themselves.

No matter how many times, it is not enough to fill the unfathomable desire in the bottom of their hearts, as if sex-intercourse is the only way for them to express their hearts.