Don't be fooled

Mo Qian hugged Liulisu's body tightly, and the palms of his hands seemed to tremble slightly through the clothes. Their bodies were tightly attached to each other. It was like the excitement when they met many times when their bodies were connected. Liulisu only felt the grievance of so many days. , Sadness and the so-called relationship between him and Mo Qian are not important anymore.

He just wanted time to stop at this moment.

But he knew that happiness was just a fantasy in his heart.

Parents are like this, aunt is like this, even Mo Qian is like this... .

"Mo Qian, let me go first." Liulisu didn't dare to touch Mo Qian's body with his hands, quietly like a puppet, waiting for Mo Qian to leave his body voluntarily.

"You succeeded, Liulisu." Mo Qian's voice was calm, but it was like the calm before the storm. Liulisu had known Mo Qian for so long, and he would not fail to understand this person's temper.

really….

"You made it, I fucking like you."

Liulisu raised his head slowly, those ink-like pupils seemed to be sucking him in, a shattered brilliance flowed inside, and he was taken aback.

How much he wants to abandon the so-called ethics, morality...

But….

"Mo Qian, you are injured."

As soon as Liulisu's words fell, Mo Qian's uninjured hand firmly pressed his head on his shoulder.

Liulisu was a little puzzled by Mo Qian's sudden and weird behavior. Even if Mo Qian liked him, but he was as cold and arrogant as him, how could he tell him that he liked him in such a low voice.

unless….

Liulisu stretched out his hand slowly, and touched Mo Qian's forehead. Sure enough, the temperature was not low. Then he brought his nose close to Mo Qian, and there was a faint smell of wine...

Unexpectedly, this action of his was Chi Guoguo's temptation to Mo Qian.

"Well.... Let go.... Let go... I..." When Mo Qian sealed his lips fiercely, he felt his mind was blank, but his only rationality reminded him that he couldn't do so much.

This is not possible....

"He's your half brother..."

"elder brother….."

………………

Countless voices lingered in my mind and echoed for a long time, I couldn't feel any warmth between the lips rubbing together, only the clean and pure desire, and my heart slowly cooled down.

Obviously just a moment ago he was still talking about the person he likes, but at this moment he can ignore his feelings and want to fuck him directly.

Although I drank a little wine... .

"That's enough..." With a decisive attitude, Liulisu felt as if someone was stabbing his heart with a knife. Looking at Mo Qian who was pushed one step away by him, his face was covered with dark clouds, and he looked like he wanted to eat people. expression.

"Mo Qian, don't you understand? I don't like you now. I like someone else. Don't you promise me? What are you doing now? You think a man's body is better than a woman's, don't you?"

"You don't have any kind of men in the Devil's Club, why are you pestering me?"

Liulisu felt that all his rationality was about to collapse during this period of time, he couldn't bear it....It was as if a cold liquid had slid down his cheeks.

As if going all out, Wandering Su roared.

"Why don't you let me go? Why?"

Mo Qian's eyes became colder and colder, and his whole body exuded Shura's aura. With one hand, he tore off the gauze tied around his arm, and blood immediately spread. He grabbed Liu Liusu's collar and threw him directly on the bed.

His right hand was stuck in Liulisu's chin, his face was deformed due to extrusion, and his face was immediately congested with blood, but even so, Liulisu only felt a little bit relieved.

At this moment, Mo Qian's cruelty to him was far better than his treatment, which made him feel comfortable.

Even if Mo Qian squeezed himself to death on this bed, he would... .No complaints.

At least he died at the hands of someone he liked.

Mo Qian looked at Liuli Su's tightly closed eyes, with crystal teardrops hanging on the sleeve-length eyelashes, like a beautiful porcelain doll, but it was still fragile after all.

Obviously pestering himself to say he likes himself, stalking him so hard, he can't drive him away, but he can say that he likes others if he likes others.

What is the difference between Yunxi and Yunxi?

Thinking of Yunxi, the strength in Mo Qian's hands increased a bit, and the expression on his face became ferocious and terrifying.

He forgot that Yunxi had already returned to China, and she said she would stay by his side.

Mo Qian, who is always drunk after drinking, can't tell the reality from the past at all.

He hates Liulisu, hates Yunxi...

His left hand was roughly inserted along the bottom of Liulisu's jeans, and he held Liulisu's avatar without tenderness, going up and down routines, completely ignoring the life and death of the people under him.

Suddenly Liulisu opened his eyes and forced himself to smile.

Okay, it doesn't matter if you squeeze yourself to death, or you die, or you go to accompany your parents...

He only felt that his consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, and his surrounding vision became blurred. Just when he thought he was about to lose his braids, there was a violent knock on the door.

Liulisu sobered up a bit.

But he could feel Mo Qian's rudeness and directness more clearly.

"Mo Qian, Mo Qian, open the door..." A woman's voice.

"Break the door open for me, Nie Zi." It was another woman's voice, obviously full of anger.

Hmph, are you here to catch rape?

"boom….."

Liulisu thought, that wooden door must be broken, its carvings and workmanship are so good, even a layman himself thinks that door must be very valuable.

Pity…. .

"Crack... Bah, shameless!"

"Get out, who told you to come, get out!!" Mo Qian's cold voice was threatening, and his muscular and bone-chilling voice was filled with death and anger.

Liulisu only felt a burning pain on his face, a sweet taste in his mouth, but his head was much clearer, and he opened his eyes leisurely. There was a beautiful girl in bright clothes, an elegant and gorgeous middle-aged woman, and Mo Qian with a dark face.

Don't think about it, the identities of the two women are clear.

Zhu Qian's first girlfriend --- Yunxi.

The only one who calls him a wicked son is his mother.

Supporting the bed with both hands, Liulisu sat up slowly, fastened his pants slowly, covered the corner of his mouth with his index finger, it was indeed bright red, looked behind the two women, the gauze on Mo Qian's arm had turned blood red, And the area is constantly expanding.

Liulisu suppressed his urge to run up to bandage him, and sat on the bed for dozens of seconds, only feeling less dizzy before slowly standing up.

"I was beaten too, and you all saw it, your good son, your good boyfriend... He was forcing me just now, but fortunately you came, and it didn't go to the end."

Wandering Su smiled sweetly.

"I don't know if President Mo has enjoyed himself, Miss Yunxi, I'll leave the second half to you."

After finishing speaking, Wandering Su smiled playfully and left.

Unexpectedly, the man in black at the door stopped him.

He turned his head to look at Mo Qian, with nothing but anger in his eyes. He wanted to tear people apart, and the two women behind him also looked like they wanted to tear themselves apart.

Suddenly, the whole body exudes a chill.

But it was like this, Liuli Su felt that he didn't owe Mo Qian, but if he didn't leave this way, he wasn't sure if he would appear among Mo Yu's MBs.

Sudden…. .

Liuli Su looked at Mo Qian's mother, and smiled lightly, "You know Su Qianru, she also doesn't agree with me dating Mo Qian."

Sure enough, Mo Qian's mother's pupils dilated when she heard the word "Su Qianru"...It seems that I am betting right.

"Let him go..."

"Qian, today you agreed that we will go to the hospital together."

Liulisu paused when he heard Yunxi's words, and then left with a wry smile, but felt his stomach writhing and wanted to vomit, but hunger seemed to be haunting his stomach, colic...

Every time he took a step, the friction between the lower body and the pants seemed to be a lingering, dense sweat, and the chaos that could not wake up from the pain.

The last consciousness stayed in front of a door, which slammed heavily on the wooden floor.