Kiss badly

"Han Xiao." Wen Hexi called out the door.

Without Wen Hexi's permission, Han Xiao didn't dare to leave. He had just finished kneeling, rubbed his knees, and hadn't been able to sit on the sofa for a while. Hearing the sound, he almost stood up reflexively and rushed to Wen Hexi's place. before.

Wen Hexi turned his back to the window, pulled Han Xiao to the front, stretched his hand behind Han Xiao's head, raised his head and kissed him, "Touch me, touch me casually."

Han Xiao's eyes widened in shock, his heart beat wildly, and his blood seemed to be boiling. At that moment, he gave up thinking, his mind went blank, and his primitive instincts made him lose control of his hands.

There was a warm and soft touch from the palm, and the touch was still clear through a layer of clothing.

He couldn't help but put his hand into Wen Hexi's clothes, his fingertips were like fine suet white jade, delicate and smooth, and even better than that, with an exciting temperature, and attracted his fingers to sink slightly The softness made him so obsessed that he couldn't extricate himself.

But at the moment when the thread of remaining reason was about to snap, Wen Hexi pushed him away.

He saw the indifference in his eyes.

Wen Hexi lowered her eyes, glanced at his waist, and smiled contemptuously, "I keep saying that I'm dirty, and you're like me, so I shouldn't be very clean."

"I didn't." Han Xiao retorted.

"Oh, he's still a little virgin." Wen Hexi's tone became more contemptuous.

"..." Han Xiao was angry and ashamed, his ears were all red from the tip of his neck to his neck.

Wen Hexi kicked Han Xiao down. His kick was not light. Han Xiao took two steps back, his calf touched the edge of the bed, and he fell back and sat on the bed.

He stabilized his body, and in the next second Wen Hexi approached, with one leg bent, his foot stepped on the edge of the bed between Han Xiao's knees, his elbow rested on the bent knee, and the other hand gently lifted Han Xiao up. jaw.

This action is very much like a ruffian molesting a little girl.

"Little brother, do you want my brother to enlighten you?" Wen Hexi smiled cunningly.

Han Xiao's Adam's apple rolled heavily.

Wen Hexi continued to ask: "Use your mouth or your hands?"

Without even thinking about it, Han Xiao replied: "Mouth."

"You can really enjoy it." Wen Hexi chuckled.

Han Xiao's eyes blatantly fell on Wen Hexi's soft lips. The light pink color was extremely attractive, and he wanted to take a bite when he saw it. The owner of the lips retracted his legs and squatted down.

Wen Hexi lowered her head, her silver hair hanging down her ears.

Han Xiao's tongue was dry for a while, his Adam's apple rolled twice because of swallowing, and his heartbeat was abnormally fast.

He was very excited here, but Wen Hexi couldn't help laughing, and looked up at Han Xiao's eager eyes: "You really thought I would lick it for you, Han Xiao, your brain Is there water in there?"

It was like a pot of cold water was poured directly from the top of the head, and the fire of desire was extinguished at once. Han Xiao's whole body froze for a moment, and even the expression on his face froze.

Wen Hexi stood up, turned around and closed the curtains.

When I turned around again, I found that Han Xiao was still sitting there like a log, and said impatiently, "Get out."

Hearing the sound, Han Xiao moved his stiff limbs like a marionette, stood up, and walked out, as if he had lost his soul.

The sound of closing the door came from behind, like a soul-destroying bell, which made Han Xiao find his lost soul.

He looked down at his shameful reaction, his face was burning badly, and he was dying of shame and anger: Han Xiao, you are really worthless, he is just playing with you, and you are still fooled.

Wen Hexi is a bastard, he scolded Wen Hexi thousands of times in his heart, but he still dreamed of Wen Hexi when he dreamed back at midnight...

A ridiculous spring dream.

At the moment of release, he was still reminiscing about Wen Hexi's soft waist, but the next moment he woke up unexpectedly.

He was so ashamed that he ran into the bathroom in a hurry.

Coming out of the bathroom in a state of embarrassment, he sat back on the sofa, his body sank deeply into the sofa, and his head was thrown back.As soon as he closed his eyes, the crazy picture in the dream was reflected in front of his eyes.

I rubbed my fingertips, as if the smooth touch was still there.

He finally knew why Wen Hexi was so unsuitable to Lin Yuanzhi's liking, but was chosen by Lin Yuanzhi, and had been with him for so many years.

Wen Hexi is a person who can distort all your preferences and make you madly infatuated with him.

He raised his arm and put it over his eyes. The weight of his arm pressed against his eyeballs, which was a little uncomfortable, but not enough to make him lose his mind.

He wanted to have sex with Wen Hexi, his body was clamoring like crazy.

No wonder his cronies still miss Wen Hexi even though his legs were broken by Wen Hexi's kick. He now understands that feeling.

Greedy.

It’s like a person who has been hungry for several days meets a bowl of porridge that is just right for your mouth. The aroma of rice penetrates into your nasal cavity and stimulates your senses. The desire to eat turns you into a lower animal that peels off the human shell at this moment.

Han Xiao couldn't help feeling a little absent-minded, his thoughts stuck in the dream just now and he couldn't get out.

"Han Xiao, get out here."

Suddenly a voice brought him back to his mind.

It was Wen Hexi who was calling him.

The ancestor was still awake, Han Xiao reluctantly obeyed the order to "get in", and when he entered the door, he saw a figure on the bed, the light was dim, and the figure was hazy.

"My leg hurts, press my leg." Wen Hexi's voice was hoarse and exhausted.

He was tortured by leg pain and couldn't fall asleep. Jumping from the second floor was too much for him now, and he felt like his bones were misaligned.

Wen Hexi's legs really hurt, but Han Xiao didn't take it seriously, he felt that Wen Hexi was deliberately torturing him to torture him, but he dared not speak out, his heart was MMP, but his body started to move, obediently giving Wen Hexi the pressure leg.

Seeing Wen Hexi lying back and continuing to sleep, he was so angry that his back molars ached.

The clock on the wall was ticking, one round after another, and he followed it with a sway of his head. He almost fell asleep when he pressed it, and the sound of his yawns sounded in the quiet room one after another.

...Should have fallen asleep, Han Xiao glanced at Wen Hexi.

"Wen Hexi?" Han Xiao called softly.

Wen Hexi didn't respond.

"Wen Hexi, I don't like your uncle." Han Xiao scolded in a low voice.

Wen Hexi still didn't respond.

Looking at it like this, he should have fallen asleep, but Han Xiao closed his hand and went on strike.

He moved his aching arm, slipped to the cell phone next to the pillow inadvertently, his heart was pounding like it was about to hit his chest.

After deleting the recording, he won't have to be threatened by Wen Hexi.

Han Xiao stretched out his hand cautiously, the mobile phone was close at hand.

A switchblade lay quietly next to the phone.

I don't know if it was because Wen Hexi left too much shadow on him before, but he didn't go to get the phone immediately, but chose the switchblade, the silver-white blade popped out, and the shadow of the knife flashed across the dark eyes.

At that moment, he had a killing intent.

A voice in his head kept telling him - kill him!Kill this ant who humiliated you!kill him!kill him!kill him!

His body reacted one step ahead of him. The blade touched Wen Hexi's neck, cut through the skin, and bright red blood flowed out. The dazzling red woke him up, and he realized what he had done.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, he retracted his hand. However, in the middle of the retraction, his hand was caught. Wen Hexi suddenly opened his eyes and locked his hand. The sharp blade lay across Xibai again. neck.

Get close, as if you can add another bloodstain on it in the next second.

"Why don't you continue? Don't you want to kill me?" Wen Hexi moved his neck forward.

madman!

Wen Hexi is a lunatic!Do not die at all!

Wen Hexi's bold action blasted Han Xiao's mind into a miasma, and all the thoughts that should not have been cut off completely, leaving only fear.

The hand holding the handle of the knife seemed to be entangled by an evil spirit. Han Xiao yelled again and again, shook off Wen Hexi's hand, and rolled and fell out of bed.

"Countless." Wen Hexi sat up and casually wiped the blood on his neck.

The wound was not deep, it was a small cut, Wen Hexi didn't even bother to deal with it, waiting for it to clotting and scab on its own.