Modi.love speechless

After escaping from the New Year's Eve dinner, Sikong Mo went back to the bedroom alone, waved away a group of palace people, and buried himself in the empty bedroom alone.

On his body, he was still wearing brand-new, complicated clothes specially prepared for today's arrival, and Sikong Mo had no sense of protection at all, and he didn't even take off his shoes, and lay in the shape of a 'big' directly on his back. on the bed.

After taking a few deep breaths, the whole person returned to tranquility.But on his fair face, there was an exhaustion as if he had fought a vicious battle, which was so heavy that he couldn't relieve it, making him feel exhausted...

Staring fixedly at the top of the bed, with the unicorn pattern embroidered with various red and yellow silk threads, Sikong Mo raised his hand and put his palm on his shoulder, his eyes flashed suddenly.

"I, Sikong Mo, the sixth emperor of Tianxie No.70, swear to the heavens that in this life, I will never bear the unicorn fire mark on my shoulder! Oh, Sikong Mo, even if I am born with a disability, I will be the strongest person in the world , Climb higher than anyone else!" The light-colored lips opened and closed again, and no one knew that it was the oath that Sikong Mo made in his heart under the witness of his ancestors and gods when he ascended the throne at the age of nine...

For many years, he has moved towards this goal, step by step, to where he is today.What's more, he has become the first king in this world known as the emperor for thousands of years!

From the moment thousands of years ago, Emperor Ye of Xuanyuan Dynasty, who ruled the world, was crusaded by heroes and buried under Jiuyin Mountain, Sikong Mo was the first and only emperor to appear in this world. One!

Murray...

"Father, Xiao Mo has surpassed your achievements!" Unfortunately, you will never see it again... If you were still alive, would you have Xiao Mo's achievements today?Or, beyond what Xiaomo Xiaomo has now?

But, no matter what, Xiao Mo will definitely not lose to you!

must……!

At that time, as long as he, Sikong Mo, rules the world, who else would dare to oppose him? !

The whole world must bow down to him!

Naturally, this one, including that one, has never belonged to any party---the Yin family...

Sikong Mo turned over, hugged the brocade quilt on the bed into his arms, and absorbed the warmth from above——At that time, he can personally pick up Ao, the Yin family, and it will never be a problem again!

Never again, let him stand between Ao and him!

No matter who it is, can't...!

"Ao... miss you so much..." Sikong Mo whispered while hugging the soft brocade quilt tightly.Obviously, it's only been less than a month since they separated, but missing him is like a flood that cannot be resisted by a collapsed embankment, submerging his whole body!

How did he survive the past 20 years?

Sikong Mo recalled the waiting in the past, and suddenly realized that it was simply a kind of torture. It seems that because of getting along with him this time, he began to become greedy...

"When will we be together forever? Ao..." The New Year alone is really lonely...

The uncontrollable longing turned into crystal tears, slipped down the corner of the young king's eyes, fell into the red and yellow brocade quilt, and could no longer be found.However, the further back, after the sadness gradually stopped, a pool of wet marks was left behind.

The scars in my heart are always so indelible...

When Sikong Mo opened his eyes again, the surrounding area was still silent.

With the light of the palace lantern outside the closed window, he propped himself up and tried to sit on the bed tiredly.

Time still stays in the long endless night...

Just as he raised his hand to rub the discomfort on his forehead, he unexpectedly found that his heavy court clothes had been quietly taken off by someone at some point, leaving only a thin moon white gown.

Could it be that Yan Xin secretly did it while he was sleeping?

Feeling more and more groggy in the head, the tip of the nose was filled with some intoxicating charcoal fragrance, Sikong Mo knocked on his head, trying his best to maintain the final sobriety.

Damn, my heart is so stuffy, even breathing has become a little difficult...

Sikong Mo secretly called out 'not good', quickly lifted the quilt, and got under the bed.Unexpectedly, the underfoot was so vain, and just as the toes touched the ground, the body fell down uncontrollably──

It's so boring... If it goes on like this, I'll die...

Looking at the corner where the burning was getting stronger and stronger, the red fire turned into white smoke, filling the closed room, Sikong Mo instinctively wanted to ask for help, but found that his throat was tight and he couldn't say anything, only the weak shaking of his lips and Zhang He...

His eyes widened in horror, Sikong Mo didn't expect that he would lose his voice again at such a critical moment—why, why did he snatch his voice again at this time? !

Limping on the ground with hands and feet weak, Sikong Mo felt again that night, when he stayed alone in the hut in Qijiazhuang, at that time, Ao was not by his side, his whole body had a high fever, and his heart was full of the despair and helplessness of being alone. !

His head became more and more dizzy. It seemed that it was not only the voice that would be taken away, but also this life—this life of the emperor who was cursed and could not live to be 40 years old...

However, if it ends like this, I really can't be reconciled!

It was so close to success, only one step away... He was really unwilling to die like this!

not reconciled...

In the haze, a figure flashed in front of his eyes, and then, fresh air gradually poured into his chest, and Sikong Mo greedily sucked it in, so as to ease the pain of suffocation...

When his head was a little clearer, Sikong Mo struggled to open his eyes. Unexpectedly, he met a pair of eyes that had long been engraved in his heart, those eyes full of worry, and the eyebrows that slanted into his temples, always tightly pursed. The lips, the resolute face lines, everything that is familiar, is so obsessed with him!

Especially, when looking at him, he inadvertently revealed a worried expression...

These all belong to that person...

That extreme tenderness can only be possessed by him, Sikong Mo!

"Ao..." Did he have hallucinations, or was he in a dream?He actually saw the person he was thinking of... He came back to him again, on this cold New Year's Eve, at his most helpless moment, "Ao, I miss you so much..."

"Me too!" Hearing Yin Tianao's agreement, Sikong Mo opened the corner of his mouth and smiled contentedly.It turned out that in the dream, Ao was so gentle that he would say what he always wanted to hear...

Then, Sikong Mo lightened his body and was hugged horizontally. He didn't struggle, but wrapped his arms around Yin Tianao's neck softly.

The heat is continuously flowing into the cold body──I never thought that even hallucinations, even dreams, can be so real, so heart-warming...

Sikong Mo thought in a daze, and rubbed his cheeks in Yin Tianao's arms with peace of mind, like a petted Persian cat finding a comfortable seat in the arms of its owner.

The only thing that feels strange is that Ao in the dream seems to be naked from the upper body, and there are traces of moisture on his chest.And... the little protrusion was against his face, as if, a little in the way──

"Well...Xiao Mo, what are you doing?" Putting Sikong Mo on the soft bed, Yin Tianao quickly reached out and removed the wolf claws on his own chest that were behaving wildly and torturing a red bean.

"It──Ao, I want to tear it off, so that he won't get in between us!" Sikong Mo's tone was vague, but it carried his natural dominance!

"No!" Yin Tianao's face was black.

"Eh—why not?" Sikong Mo pouted his lips, half-opening his hazy eyes, "Oh...Xiao Mo understands, are you afraid that Xiao Mo won't have the strength? , Xiao Mo can use bites!"

As soon as the words fell, Sikong Mo rushed forward, opened his wolf mouth, and bit the protrusion on Yin Tianao's chest fiercely──Fortunately, Yin Tianao was quick enough to move, and before he bit off the small protrusion, he slightly moved. He pinched his chin with all his strength, preventing the tragedy from happening!

However, if the skin is pierced by the sharp little tiger teeth, a slight bloody disaster may be unavoidable!

"Hiss—" The bloody evil deed was not successful, but he tasted the rusty taste of blood in his mouth. Hearing Yin Tianao's gasp coming from above, Sikong Mo quietly put away the tip of his teeth, and switched to wet and soft. Covering the poor little spot in his mouth, he gently licked and kissed it with the tip of his tongue to comfort him.

"Hmm...Xiao Mo..." The wounded protrusion was treated like this, and a wave of overwhelming stimulation exploded in his chest. Yin Tianao moaned hoarsely, resisting the familiar commotion in his body, and gently pulled the buried body away. The man on the chest.

"Ao, I'm sorry, does it hurt?" Sikong Mo asked innocently, and Yin Tianao couldn't bear to blame him even more, so he shook his head and said, "It's just a skin injury, don't take it to heart."

"Then, do you want Xiao Mo to help you?" Sikong Mo said that he was about to strike, and Yin Tianao instinctively wanted to stop him, but Sikong Mo would not agree. The rogue pushed him behind him and sat down on him. Between his waist and abdomen, he bowed his head, facing the flushed face, Sikong Mo said coquettishly, "Ao, let Xiaomo help you!"

"Xiao Mo... have you been drinking?" At a very close distance, Yin Tianao finally smelled the faint smell of spirits in Sikong Mo's breath.

"Well, today is New Year's Eve, so you can't stop drinking..." Sikong Mo said, his body slid down as weak and boneless, and his mouth was facing the poor red and swollen protrusion...

"That's not allowed... umm... you can't drink so much!" A certain point on the chest fell into the moist mouth again, and a little bit of pleasure slowly traveled all over the body, gathering somewhere under the waist and abdomen While panting, Yin Tianao decided not to quarrel with drunk people, but let the hidden beast out of the cage, "Xiao Mo, take it easy... um... don't bite..."

Sikong Mo relaxed his strength obediently, continued to lick for a while, and then raised his head, "Ao's voice is really nice, it's the same as that night, low and low, I want to hear more..."

"Does Xiao Mo like... what he did that night?" The emotional big pervert deliberately set a trap, waiting for the confused lamb to jump in.

"Well, I like it, I really like it..." Sikong Mo unconsciously rubbed against Yin Tianao's neck.

"Then, Xiao Mo wants to do it again?" Turning over lightly, he easily pressed the person under him, allowing the aroused desire to gain temporary peace.

"One more time..." Sikong Mo thought for a while, raised his arms, and put them around Yin Tianao's neck, "Well... I want to kiss... Ao, Xiao Mo wants to kiss, don't hurt..." He also Remember, that night, my body was in pain like being torn apart!

"Okay, kiss..." With a spoiled smile, Yin Tianao slowly lowered his head, covered the slightly pouting red lips, sucked and licked and kissed...

"Yeah... um..." Fascinated by the intimacy of the entanglement of lips and tongue, between the sweet panting of love, the thin clothes have been gradually removed, and are no longer an obstacle to the skin-to-skin bonding of the two.The fiery skin was tightly pressed against each other, and the rubbing produced a scorching heat like a fire, as if they were about to melt into one, never to be separated again...

The ear is filled with the unique sound of water stains during a wet kiss, and the limp body twists instinctively, seeking comfort that can bring pleasure...

Yin Tianao carefully kissed the person below him, not letting go of every inch of delicate skin, listening to the muffled moans coming from his throat, he became more and more distracted, gradually unable to control the desire beast.

The moist and hot kiss, from the warm earlobe, sharpened chin, to the slender neck, the delicate collarbone, all the way down to the inlaid chest with dots, watching the person below him gradually relax, with a radiant glow all over his body. With a pink light, the corner of his mouth suddenly raised a nasty smile.

"Ahh...you...you bite me!" Sikongmo exclaimed in dissatisfaction, but it was extremely sweet.

"It's a punishment!" You're punished for not drinking, and you're punished for biting people madly by drinking!

"Bad...bad guy..." It wasn't the pain that caused Sikong Mo to swear, but that after the slight sting, it brought a strange numbness, forcing him to react in the most authentic way.Not only the chest, but even the immature part of the lower body stood up...

Sensing the change in himself, Sikong Mo raised his arms in embarrassment and put them across his eyes, blocking the fiery sight from above.

Yin Tianao let out a rare smirk, and said in a low-pitched voice that only two people could hear, "The worst is yet to come, Xiaomo..." A profiteer buys for you

One sentence, full of jokes, made Sikong Mo feel even more unable to hold his head up. "Stop talking..." Why, the pride in the dream is not the same as the usual seriousness? !

Sikong Mo couldn't figure it out, but what Yin Tianao did next made his mind go blank, leaving only the most primitive physical pleasure, until he was exhausted and couldn't make any more noises, and then he got a rest...

However, it soon fell into darkness again...

Before going into a coma, the only thought was: This dream is really strange...

However, to be able to see Ao and feel Ao's existence on New Year's Eve, even if it is really just a dream, I feel so happy...

Ha ha……

==============

Ao rushed back...or is this just a dream...touch your chin...worth thinking about it....

The only achievement is... Xiaomo Mo finally seduced... Applause! ! ! ! !

4000 words of meat... the result of staying up all night... I really am an extremely embarrassing child...

...I hope everyone enjoys watching it...in the future...no meat...no meat (purely self-hypnosis)....55555...I am CJ's....

Wangtian (does anyone believe it...TAT)