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"Xingyao, how are you?"

Yu Chen's voice was full of eagerness, but the hand holding Lin Xingyao's shoulder was incredibly gentle.

He looked at Lin Xingyao's sweat-drenched black hair on his forehead, misty peach blossom eyes, the clear mark on his lower lip, and his uncomfortable look, and at the same time, he couldn't stop feeling violent.

It is impossible to imagine what would happen to him if he came late and the old man succeeded.

Even now, there is an idea of ​​wanting to kill the man under his feet.

Thinking of this, Yu Chen couldn't restrain his fierce gaze, and his breathing became heavy.

"Well......"

A whisper in his ear pulled him back from his thoughts, and Yu Chen's eyes softened for an instant.

Seeing the unsteady state of the man in his arms, Yu Chen gritted his teeth, took the man to the inner bedroom, placed him on the bed and turned back.

After Zhou Xuan came in, he helped hold down He Zhunwei who was trying to resist on the ground. When he saw Yu Chen coming out, he was aggressive and had tyrannical eyes, and he didn't take the initiative to move away.

Seeing Yu Chen's expression of wanting to kill someone, he had to stop him, and don't let Yu Chen do anything irreversible on impulse.

Unexpectedly, Yu Chen just punched the man twice in the stomach again, then stopped breathing heavily, then untied his tie with red eyes without saying a word, tied He Zhunwei's hands tightly behind his back, punched It's a knot.

Then he stood up and said, "This is for you."

Then he turned back and even closed the door behind him.

At this time, Lin Xingyao's consciousness on the bed was already very unclear. He vaguely felt Yu Chen coming, so he involuntarily relaxed his vigilance and let Yu Chen bring him here.

There seems to be a fire burning all over the body, from the inside to the outside in waves, giving no chance to adapt.

He couldn't help but began to tear his clothes.

When Yu Chen came back again, he saw this scene:

The young man's blazer was wrinkled all over, and the collar of his shirt and tie were ripped off, revealing his delicate and alluring collarbone and porcelain-white skin.

The peach blossom eyes are half closed, the moist lips are slightly opened, the beautiful face is shrouded in desire and desire, and a pair of slender legs are still unconsciously rubbing against each other slightly.

Yu Chen's heart ached beyond measure.

He walked over quickly, took Lin Xingyao's hand that was pulling his collar, and asked in a low voice:

"Xingyao, can you hold back? Let me get you some cold water?"

Lin Xingyao didn't answer, and pulled Yu Chen's hand to his cheek, rubbing it slightly.

Yu Chen looked at his cat-like movements, like a silent invitation.The thought that had been suppressed in the depths of my heart floated up "bass", and I couldn't restrain it anymore.

After all, how could my sweetheart show such a seductive appearance in front of me that he would have no idea.

He was so wrapped up in anger at first that he didn't pay attention.Later, he was swayed by heartache, and even wanted to use cold water for Lin Xingyao to survive.

But at this moment, he suddenly didn't want to do that.

A secret and strange longing suddenly rose in the depths of my heart, wanting to rub him into the crevice of the bones and press down on his dead kiss.

Yu Chen leaned over, looked at Shang Lin Xingyao's extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes covered with mist, and asked in a low voice:

"Xingyao, can you see who I am?"

The eyelashes of the person in front of him trembled, and it took a long time before he said intermittently:

"Yu...Chen..."

Her voice was no longer clear and bright as before, but soft and sticky, with a slightly coquettish finish.

Yu Chen's eyes darkened suddenly, and his expression changed for a moment.But he still endured and approached carefully, pressed a kiss on the corner of the young man's lips, raised his head again, stared at Lin Xingyao's peach blossom eyes, and asked again:

"...Do you hate me for doing this?"

Lin Xingyao didn't answer, but stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the corner of Yu Chen's kissed lips, looking dazed but satisfied.

Seeing him like this, Yu Chen couldn't help it anymore, and lowered his head to kiss the lips that he had been thinking about for a long time.

There was a sudden heat between the two.

Yu Chen caressed Lin Xingyao's cheek with one hand, rubbing it tenderly, while the other hand interspersed domineeringly between his fingers and pressed over the top of his head.

The lips were pressed together with the hot and humid breath, and Yu Chen just started to suck kisses like a storm, fierce and fast, very much like his feelings pouring out like a bank bursting at the moment.

Later, as if he was reluctant to hurt the young man, his movements slowed down again, and he kissed tenderly one after another.The tip of the tongue finds the slightly opened and closed lips of the young man, rubbing them together, probing, and driving straight in.

Lin Xingyao's eyes were bright red, his peach blossom eyes were watery, and his arms were actively wrapped around Yu Chen's neck, making the two of them closer.

While moving, Yu Chen carefully traced Lin Xingyao's beautiful face with his eyes, as if he wanted to imprint this moment deep in his memory.

At the same time, he called Lin Xingyao's name in a low voice, one after another, continuously.

"Xingyao..."

"Xingyao..."

......

Zhou Xuan in the living room was bored, even a little embarrassed.

Because he could occasionally hear one or two weeping sounds, or heavy panting and breathing.

Although I had expected Lin Xingyao's appearance when I first came here, but now I feel a little helpless when I hear the movement.

Coupled with the fact that He Zhunwei on the floor was struggling from time to time, trying to break free from the restraint on his hands behind his back, Zhou Xuan couldn't help snorting coldly.

Guessing that Yu Chen couldn't stop in the room for a short time, he might have to stay here all night, and in order to prevent He Zhunwei from making any trouble, Zhou Xuan searched the living room and hung it on the armrest of the sofa. Two pieces of delicate cloth strips were torn off and formed into a long rope, binding He Zhunwei tightly.

Then sit on the sofa and watch.

After sitting like this, I sat down until the early morning of the next day.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!