The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

The cat-like boy trembled his eyelashes.

But because of jerky and carelessness, he looked at it at a loss, and the light in his pupils seemed to be unable to gather.

He lost himself completely.

He pressed his entire soft face against the other's palm.

The slap was bigger than his face, and his face was tightly wrapped in Li Jing's palm.

The soft cheeks were rubbed lightly.

But this is not enough.

what can we do about it?

He was dazed, unable to focus his eyes.

Li Jing's hand gently pressed his shoulder, and the other hand forced him to raise his head.

"Baby, tell me, what do you want?"

Li Jing's voice became hoarse.

The flames in the pupils are getting stronger and stronger.

Skilled hunters are waiting.

Waiting for the silly little prey to step into the trap consciously.

Knowing that the other party can't escape.

But he wanted the other party to be more inescapable in a sense.

Su Nanzhi, who lost her mind, realized that the other party seemed to want her to do something.

But the other party never said anything, just kept calling himself "good boy".

He is an obedient baby.

But why bully yourself?

The joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of innocent children are simple and turbulent.

His unfocused pupils were themselves covered with a layer of mist.

Now it is even more because of the discomfort that big and big teardrops have gathered.

He rubbed the soft tip of his nose against each other's cheeks, and then stuck to each other,

Soft fingers grabbed the other party's skirt, but there was no way to do it.

He had a soft nasal voice and a crying voice, and the tears in his eyes wet his eyelashes.

"Don't, don't bully me anymore..."

"Hiss..." Li Jing gasped, feeling aching with desire.

He grabbed Su Nanzhi's soft and limp hand, pressed it to his lips, and kissed her softly.

Occasionally, she lowered her head and bit Su Nanzhi's lower lip.

Su Nanzhi stared at him blankly, trembling slightly from being bitten, he trembled, and the mist on his eyelashes fell down, then Li Jing pinched his chin and licked it off bit by bit.

The rough tongue swept over the sensitive eyelids, forcing more sweet honey to roll down.

Su Nanzhi was out of breath from crying, but Li Jing laughed.

Su Nanzhi choked: "...Laughing, what are you laughing at?"

Li Jing kissed his lips: "Baby, you can cry better."

Li Jing leaned over and kissed for 10 minutes.

Pale lips were dyed a delicate-rose rose.

N hours later.

Su Nanzhi couldn't cry anymore, he was completely unconscious, but he still remembered someone yelling in his ear over and over again.

"...Baby, my baby."

***

Toiled all night.

Red plum blossoms bloomed in the courtyard, and then fell in an instant.

One after another, like a dream, fireflies shuttle in the bushes in summer.

The hustle and bustle of this world presses the pause button for a short time at this moment.

Li Jing didn't smoke.

He stretched out his hand and traced the outline of Su Nanzhi over and over again.

A mature and stable man, occasionally like a young man in love, kissing his lover without restraint.

Confirm his existence over and over again.

That bellyband has been soiled countless times.

Li Jing deliberately didn't use obstacles, he wanted to have his baby without reservation from beginning to end.

He had never had such a strong urge.

Doing so many ridiculous things just to get someone.

The more I live, the more idiot I get.

And the more I live, the more comfortable I am.

Li Jing thought.

It seems that the seriousness of the first half of his life, and the absurdity of the present moment... are all just to meet him.

Li Jingnaoren suddenly let out a "boom".

Like a train running over.

Rumbling--

Just to meet him?

Met Su Yanghua?

wrong.

Haven't they met before?

I haven't been tempted for so many years.

But why is the heart pounding, so crazy?

Is the gap between the front and back of a person really that big?

He looked down at Su Yanghua.

The familiar and beautiful face has become strange again.

It seems that this face will not be forgotten.

It was like seeing this face for the first time.

"Boom--"

It's raining outside.

The light of the fireflies gradually faded.

Li Jing hugged Su Nanzhi tightly.

Grabbed the back of his neck.

Grind it finely.

Su Nanzhi moved her shoulder blades because of her discomfort.

The small shoulder blades protrude a bit, like a small butterfly about to fly.

With children's clothes, it looks even whiter.

He didn't sleep well at all, frowning occasionally.

The slender eyebrows frowned into a small peak, and Li Jing stretched out his hands to smooth them out one by one, coaxing him like a child.

"Sleep, baby."

And the audience who waited for a full fifteen hours said.

【Numb (smile):)】

【Hemp in hemp:)】

[Ma Zhong Ma Zhong Ma:)]

【Little sheep baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah——】

[The old man is on fire, crackling:)]

【Sure enough, the bellyband stem still can’t be released, it was dropped by Harmony:)】

【That's all, I'm satisfied with a little smell:)】

the other side.

The candle in front of Li Qi went out.

His face gradually became gloomy, like the sky outside, collapsed.

"Boom--"

Sure enough, it thundered outside.

Li Qi smiled strangely, the muscles on both sides of his lips were forcibly pulled, his smile was like an emotionless painting, the electric light swept past him, his face was extremely pale by the electric light.

"Go, die."

Li Qi said in a low voice.

The latitude and longitude of the surrounding eight streamers fluttered violently, and the bell hanging on the copper furnace house began to vibrate violently.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"Ding Ding Ding!!!"

The bell sounded like a laugh.

It seems that countless people are smiling with their mouths.

It also seems to be mocking him.

A few reptile-like wraiths from hell crawled over from outside.

The four corners of the eaves.

There is a person standing at each corner.

"There is still one sacrifice left."

"Where is the sacrifice?"

"The sacrifice should be..."

There was a gurgling sound in the throat.

Finally locked, trembling.

"Su Yanghua..."