The Evolution of End Times Rebirth

Yang Zefeng looked at Xia Chen without saying a word.

Xia Chen hugged Yang Zefeng into his arms, gently rubbed his lips against the other's ear, and said softly, "Stay by my side obediently, I will give you whatever you want, okay?"

"Do you want to die?" Xia Chen's hands moved irregularly on Yang Zefeng's body, making Yang Zefeng want to kill him with his eyes.

——The two had already entered a dead end.

It is too difficult to give what the other party wants, at least for the two of them, it is really difficult to take this step back.

It's impossible for Xia Chen not to understand at all, but Yang Zefeng probably doesn't bother to think about it.

Who can take this step back first? ——

Xia Chen said with a low smile, "When I die, I will definitely ask you to die with me."

When Yang Zefeng heard the words, he immediately gave Xia Chen a hard look.

Xia Chen took off Yang Zefeng's trousers and underwear together, separated the firm buttocks, and inserted his fingers into the meat hole that hadn't been touched for a long time.

"Baby, you're so tight..." Xia Chen kissed Yang Zefeng, whose body tensed subconsciously.

Yang Zefeng's spirit was the same as before, resisting the thing of being pressed and violated by a man.

But the familiarity and fit with each other's bodies made the tight fleshy holes become abnormally soft quickly under the provocation, and even made a little sticky by Xia Chen's supernatural power.

"Woo... um..."

Xia Chen clenched his teeth, but couldn't control his rapid breathing, his face had already turned red.

Staring at Yang Zefeng's stubborn eyes have become wet, even if his expression is angry, it will be charming and seductive in the eyes of others.

"Well……"

Xia Chen was admiring Yang Zefeng's appearance with great interest, and his body was equally excited.

Yang Zefeng's lower abdomen without a trace of fat was tight, and he instinctively raised his waist slightly, showing a seductive waistline.

It's too sexy to hold back.

Xia Chen dragged Yang Zefeng's trembling waist, and put a pillow under it.

Yang Zefeng raised his hand to cover his eyes with his arm, but Xia Chen pulled him away.

"look at me."

Yang Zefeng's legs that had been forcibly separated before were already leaning against Xia Chen's waist limply, and because Xia Chen's penis pushed into his body, he couldn't help but let out a low cry.

"Ah..."

"I love you." Xia Chen looked at Yang Zefeng's watery eyes.

Yang Zefeng grabbed the hand on Xia Chen's arm, and immediately left a few deep scratches on it.

"Go to your mother—ah——" Yang Zefeng's voice was directly pushed hard by Xia Chen, which changed the tone.

……

Crazy sex after a long absence.

Yang Zefeng was exhausted by Xia Chen's demands.

When Yang Zefeng woke up from his lethargy, he felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.

The back is swollen and painful, and the intestinal wall seems to be uncomfortable because of the excessive friction before.

"Morning." Xia Chen said softly, and kissed Yang Zefeng's lips.

Seeing that Yang Zefeng's face was not very good, he wanted to push him away, but he trembled, and then frowned fiercely.

Xia Chen loosened his arms around the opponent, and rubbed the opponent's waist with his hands.

"Hmm..." The stiff and sore waist was relieved by skillful rubbing. Yang Zefeng was really uncomfortable, so he simply stopped talking about what he couldn't please, closed his eyes, and accepted Xia Chen's service.

After feeling that his stiff waist was much more comfortable, Yang Zefeng pushed Xia Chen's hand away, wanting to get up.

Xia Chen immediately grabbed Yang Zefeng's waist, but instead pulled him a little closer to him.

"Don't get up, lie down with me for a while longer, you can just talk." Xia Chen held on to him, and patted Yang Zefeng's buttocks with some unfulfilled desire.

"I remember!" There were two crackling sounds, obviously easily detonating Yang Zefeng.

"Are you embarrassed, baby?" Xia Chen smiled, deliberately misinterpreting Yang Zefeng's meaning.

Yang Zefeng's face was indeed a little red, but he was angry.

It's useless to fight and fight, and it's useless to run away. Yang Zefeng never denied that he was afraid of death, otherwise he might continue to sleep with Xia Chen.With this special physical relationship, it's hard to tell whether the love is real or not. Yang Zefeng couldn't even simply hate Xia Chen, treating him as an enemy.

"You really like being with me, right? Your body is much more honest than yours. It's hot and tight, and you're trying to swallow my things..." Xia Chen helped Yang Zefeng smooth out the mess with his hands. hair, gently kissed each other's forehead.

Yang Zefeng stared at this brazen man, feeling chest tightness again, feeling like he would die of a heart attack sooner or later.

"Are you getting up or not?!" Yang Zefeng gritted his teeth and said, wishing he could kick Xia Chen off the bed.

"Talk with me." Xia Chen leaned his head against Yang Zefeng's shoulder, and his tone was a little aggrieved.

The necks of the two are intertwined, and it looks a bit lingering.

In fact, Xia Chen really wanted to have a good talk with Yang Zefeng at first.In the end, the other party was pulled to this place, and he did it hard once.

Yang Zefeng was so helpless to Xia Chen who became more moody that his liver hurts.

"Baby...Zefeng..."

He couldn't figure out his feelings anymore, he just wanted this person to stay by his side forever willingly.

He won't let it go...

It must belong to him—

Xia Chen's slowly tightening arms made Yang Zefeng a little uncomfortable.

But it is also because of the current posture of the two of them.

Yang Zefeng failed to see the morbid persistence and strong possessive desire on Xia Chen's face.

"You can go back to Area B with me first. I won't restrict your freedom of movement. You can do what you want, and you can walk around, but don't run around, okay... I don't want to send you a message Temper... stay in the territory of Miaohaihui, so that I can find you... If you want to come back to Area A, you can do it, but not so fast, you have to wait for me to finish everything... a month .I can only do this, you have a try too....You will fall in love with me, for sure!" Xia Chen was holding Yang Zefeng and chattering.

Yang Zefeng pursed his lips, looked at the ceiling but didn't speak, and didn't know if he listened to Xia Chen's words.

Xia Chen continued to read to himself for a long time.

Yang Zefeng became sleepy again, and finally choked out a word.

"...you are sick."

Xia Chen turned his head and bit Yang Zefeng's earlobe lightly, and said in a muffled voice, "Who knows..."

Yang Zefeng closed his eyes, not wanting to listen to Xia Chen's words.

Not long after, Yang Zefeng fell asleep again, and Xia Chen hugged Yang Zefeng all the time.