intangible heritage

The transparent liquid moved from the corner of the lips to the chin, hiding the shirt.

You don't need to look at the current appearance to know, it must be extremely embarrassing.

But Qin Rong was unable to break free, the overwhelming pheromones held him tightly like a giant palm, unable to move.

Jiang Xun had had enough of playing, so Shi Shiran pulled out his hand, and slowly took out paper to wipe away the water marks on it.

At the same time, the domineering pheromone finally died down.

Qin Rong's hands and feet were weak, and he fell into the chair in embarrassment. His forehead hair was drenched with sweat, and strands covered his forehead. He leaned over and coughed for a long time, coughing away the itching in his throat, and then wiped his lips. The water mark on the corner, raised his eyes to look at the culprit.

The culprit made a questioning noise slowly with his nose.

Qin Rong's Adam's apple rolled. The moment Jiang Xun said it, he was shaken, but he... was not worthy.

Qin Rong looked away, "During the fever period, I will find another place."

Before the words fell, the living room was suddenly silent, and even breathing could be heard clearly.

Jiang Xun's face was livid, he grabbed Qin Rong's collar, pulled it to him in an extremely rude manner, and said word by word: "You, are, say, once?"

Qin Rong pursed her lips, "You heard me clearly."

Jiang Xun's chest heaved violently, but no matter how angry he was, Qin Rong in front of him would always have a dead face, neither sad nor happy.

This leaves him both powerless and wanting to destroy everything.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Xun said unwillingly, "Do you not like me?"

In terms of power and situation, even in terms of face, he is confident that he will not lose to the old man at all.

But why!Even if the old thing is dead!It's all fucking ashes, and it's still firmly in Qin Rong's heart.

He is so humble, he would rather be a substitute, even Qin Rong looks down on him!

Qin Rong's throat tightened, "I'm not good enough for you."

Jiang Xun threw him away and kicked the chair, "Fart your mother!"

"Aren't you good enough for me? You don't like me!" Jiang Xun gritted his teeth, his brows were full of anger, "Qin Rong, what is your heart? You look down on me while hanging on to me." Me? Interested?"

Qin Rong raised his head suddenly when he heard this, his lips trembled unconsciously.

"What?" Jiang Xun snorted mockingly, "Why are you pretending to be innocent? If you're so fucking mean to me, why did you use pheromones to appease me? Why didn't you resist when I fucking kissed you? I Get closer to Song Mengsheng, do you know how ugly your face was at that time?"

"I..." Qin Rong's pupils constricted, his face paled, he didn't even know, was his intention already so obvious?

He turned his face away in embarrassment, "I didn't want to hang you."

Comforting is sincere, not resisting is being too nervous to even think about it, seeing Song Mengsheng's displeasure is real.

Even together with Jiang Xun, he didn't dare to ask extravagantly, how could he have the guts to do something like hang him.

When Qin Rong didn't notice, Jiang Xun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he clasped Qin Rong's shoulders tightly, his voice hoarse, "So, you admitted that you are interested in me?"

Qin Rong never expected that Jiang Xun's focus would fall on this point. His lips moved, and he was about to say something in denial, but seeing Jiang Xun's eyes brighten up, he couldn't say anything.

"Ha," before denying it, the person who was furious just a second ago suddenly laughed out loud. He suddenly hugged Qin Rong into his arms, and said several times "I knew it" in a row, then he rubbed against Qin Rong. "Brother, you always like me a little bit."

The scorching heat spread through the thin clothes like wildfire.

Jiang Xun hugged him so tightly that he couldn't even breathe, but he still didn't push Jiang Xun away. This embrace was too warm, and he couldn't bear to push it away.

Even the refusals that came to his throat were swallowed one by one.

At least……

Let him steal this temperature, and then throw him into the abyss.

"Brother, I will treat you well." Jiang Xun wished he could rub the person into his body. He buried Qin Rong's neck and took a deep breath, then slowly held Qin Rong's face, carefully Kiss on his jaw.

The tiny kisses tickled Qin Rong like countless feathers, he trembled, and stretched out his hand to push Jiang Xun away.

But Jiang Xun firmly grasped his hand, put it to his lips, and pecked it once and for all.

Qin Rong was a little uncomfortable. Jiang Xun's kiss made him throb, but it always reminded him of those unbearable past events.

He withdrew his hand, his eyebrows drooping slightly, "I'm a little sleepy."

Jiang Xun smiled, and refused to let Qin Rong go, "Is brother shy?"

Qin Rong flatly denied it.

Jiang Xun didn't care, he was like a child who finally got the toy he wanted, his eyebrows were full of joy, and he held Qin Rong's hand again, "Brother, I can wait for you to think it over, but don't let I waited too long."

Qin Rong's fingertips were trembling. He knew that this was the best time to reject Jiang Xun, but he still couldn't speak.

He thought, it might be defenseless to covet him more, but if Jiang Xun sees his true nature and abandons him, then Jiang Xun will definitely feel that he is disgusting, dirty, and as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

He shouldn't let Jiang Xun bear such an uncomfortable result, but one should be selfish, shouldn't he?

He was never a nice guy.

Qin Rong said hoarsely, "Okay."