I don't believe the queen can't kill you

After a night of carnival, after waking up, it was accompanied by body aches and strong hunger.

Ji Mu couldn't tell the time of day, the space outside the window and the space he was in were all gray, maybe it was cloudy, maybe it was getting dark.

There was no Duan Lang in sight, so Ji Mu casually took a piece of clothing and put it on, walked out of the bedroom, saw the silence outside, and went to the deck again.

"Why don't you get more sleep?" Duan Langping leaned against the railing, before Jimu noticed him, he spoke first.

"What are you doing?" Ji Mu asked himself, looking at Duan Lang in casual attire, with a jacket on his shoulders, black hair hanging loosely covering his forehead, and holding a cup of hot drink in his hand. emotional.

"Wait." Duan Lang smiled slightly.

Ji Mu raised his eyebrows and looked around. The scene outside the ship was clearer than what he saw through the cabin window. The sky seemed to be overturned ink, smeared with turbid tones, and there was a trace of white color hanging in the distant sky. Wood probably guessed what he was referring to.

"come over."

Duan Lang ordered, but Ji Mu was unmoved.

Duan Lang pulled Ji Mu into his arms, and surrounded him with his body, "It's still a little cold in the morning, so why don't you come out wearing this?"

Ji Mu looked at his bare straight legs, and felt a bit of chill biting his skin, but the part that was closely attached to Duan Lang was very warm.The current posture is that Duan Lang himself is trapped between the railing and his chest, and the two are cuddling like a couple in love.

"I'm hungry, let's make breakfast." Jimu was not emotional, talking about things he cared more about.

Duan Lang shook his body heavily, and pressed his lips against his ear covered by the messy hair, "I was spoiled in just two days, and you even ordered me." The hand placed on the railing suddenly wrapped around his waist Rod, the palm rubs the tight but not exaggerated texture lines through the fabric.

Jimu felt a shiver crawl up his pores, struggled out of his arms, and smiled lightly, "This is not an order but a reminder, reminding you not to abuse people, and you won't eat if you fuck them."

Duan Lang pulled his lips into a smile.

"Wait a little longer." He stretched out his hand and grabbed Jimu back to his side, face to face, body to body, nose to nose, "If the sun still hasn't come out after this kiss, I'll do it."

The warmth of the coffee and Duan Lang's slippery but tenacious tongue stirred a wonderful taste in Jimu's mouth.Ji Mu hooked his neck, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the tenderness that belonged to him.

Like the first century, the lingering and sweet kiss almost made the two of them forget where they were.

"Good morning...sunrise."

Duan Lang's voice was tender and hoarse, and Ji Mu followed his dark gaze to look at the sea. The golden light gradually rose from the sea level, breaking through the gray darkness covering them, and illuminating a bright road in front of them. .

Ji Mu looked at the breath-taking scene in front of him, then quietly retracted his eyes, and stared at Duan Lang who was concentrating on admiring the sunrise. In his heart, he really hoped that the relationship between him and Duan Lang could be like the picture in front of him.

***

The next three days were also spent at sea, the two of them were almost glued to each other, their eyes and minds followed each other.

They make love to their heart's content, enjoy life, and waste time, as if only each other exists in the whole world.

During this vacation, Duan Lang let Ji Mu see everything he expected in his eyes.The importance that Duan Lang placed on his heart made him go crazy for him, change his principles, and lower his figure.

certainly. ﹒ ﹒Ji Mu was still the same as before, sometimes with a cold and arrogant attitude, sometimes with provocative words, and did not change back to Song Muyu because of Duan Lang's love.

For Ji Mu, in his previous life, he only knew about Yimei's pursuit and devotion, which led to such a miserable end, so in this life, he decided not to love someone so humblely, and to please Duan Lang.

People say "the one who falls in love first loses", but for Jimu, "the one who pays the most first loses." This time he wants to do the opposite, let Duan Lang pour out his heart and soul to him, love He loves so much that he can't help himself.

Although Ji Mu knows that there is still another self in Duan Lang's heart, Ji Mu does not intend to confess to Duan Lang about his rebirth.

No matter who is the soul that dominates this body now, and what kind of memory it has, he is Himeki Takazuki, and the future remains the same.He wanted to maintain this relationship on the basis of being able to sit on an equal footing with Duan Lang.

**

After this week's vacation, Ji Mu returned to Duan Lang's villa and resumed his status as a bodyguard.

The way the two get along is not as close as they were on the yacht. Duan Lang is still a big man who is above ten thousand people and is used to controlling power.It seems that falling into a loving and gentle man with Himeki on the yacht is just an illusion, but at night, when the two of them are locked in a room, Himeki can feel that his calmness and self-importance during the day are just pretending.

"Don't leave marks on your neck..."

After facing up to his own feelings, Ji Mu never refused Duan Lang's courtship. Another reason was that he also wanted to have sex with Duan Lang. This was his way of confirming that Duan Lang maintained his enthusiasm for him.

The two of them were in Duan Lang's bedroom right now, and Duan Lang put his whole body weight on him, while biting his neck, his lower body maintained a slow but solid rhythm.

"you are mine."

This sentence was indeed sweet and deceptive to the ears, but Ji Mu's eyes darkened, and he replied with a light smile, "But you are not mine."

Duan Lang frowned, stopped moving, put his hands on his sides, narrowed his eyes, "What does this mean?"

"That's what it means." Jimu thought he understood his hint.

But Duan Lang did hear something, but he thought in the direction that Ji Mu would not admit him, because Ji Mu's tone was too provocative, he suddenly had an emotional ups and downs, raised the legs with the waist between them, and slammed He pushed his genitals into the depths forcefully, forcing Himeki below him to scream uncontrollably.

"Speak clearly."

Ji Mu frowned because of the pleasure and torture, his face was stained red, he looked at him lazily, but he didn't speak.

Duan Lang didn't like the feeling that Ji Mu was keeping something on his mind from him, making him unable to control it.The strength of the offense has intensified again, and he chose to use another method to let him seek that sense of peace of mind.

The communication this time was quite a failure. After Ji Mu was tormented by him and fell into a coma, Duan Lang quietly thought about the conversation between the two just now, and suddenly realized what Ji Mu meant.

It turned out that Himeki wanted to clarify their relationship.

Looking at the quietly sleeping person who was less than an arm away from him, Duan Lang's expression was a bit dignified and complicated. He reached out to brush the hair that covered his face, and then gently stroked through the air.

To be honest, Duan Lang didn't think about it, he only thought about keeping Ji Mu by his side; he knew that he loved him, but he didn't think about the relationship between the two.

Do two people who love each other have to be lovers?

After becoming lovers, everything about each other belongs to each other, just like he thinks that Ji Mu belongs to him and wants to control him and restrain him, so Ji Mu also wants to control himself in turn?

Duan Lang was a little hesitant and uneasy about being tied up.

But he knew that Ji Mu wanted to clarify the relationship because he still had the shadow of being Mu Yu in his heart, and he was afraid that he was just playing for fun. Maybe he should express his intentions more clearly and let Ji Mu know that he actually knew that he was Mu Yu. Rain, solve the misunderstanding of the spy case, so they should be able to return to their previous relationship. ﹒ ﹒ ﹒

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Author's words

See how Duan Lang, this scumbag "kills" himself

The author has to come and abuse him