peacock star

There was a sour taste in the stomach, and the desire and desire of the body became unstoppable like a black eagle swooping down from a towering peak.For Yingzang, the beginning without any prelude is simply to vent.Staring at Kong Que's flat back, Yingzang clasped Kong Que's narrow waist and pressed against his tight skin. When his fingers rubbed against the skin, he felt tight and smooth.

Kong Que's legs began to tremble due to the violent collision, and Yingzang had to reach out to fix Kong Que's slender legs, but hit a taboo position.

With a sullen face, Yingzang flicked his index finger, causing Kong Que to kneel in his arms.

Yingzang lowered his eyes, looking for the rhythm mechanically.

Heh, this is the ultimate happiness that human beings and alien races alike pursue?

If Yingzang had a mirror in front of him, he would be able to see his own face full of sarcasm.

At the moment of venting, Yingzang could no longer suppress the surge in his stomach, and vomited fiercely on Kong Que's back, drenching the peacock all over his body.Seeing the sticky hands smelling like chestnut flowers, Yingzang dropped Kong Que, strode into the bathroom, and spat acidic water into the toilet while leaning on the wall.

When did he get Kong Que's things into his own hands!

"vomit--"

"vomit----"

Yingzang's face turned pale.

The frightening high temperature of his body gradually faded away, and in a daze, Kong Que vaguely felt that when he was semi-conscious just now, someone kept bumping into him, grabbed his waist, and pulled him to the other side with all his strength. The liquid dripped on his back and waist. What Kong really couldn't understand was, how could there be liquid dripping on his back?

He lay weakly on the bed, moved his nose, and all he inhaled was the disgusting smell of acid.

Someone vomited on him!

Kong Ke jumped off the bed nervously, pulled a paper towel and wiped his back, and what he saw was an unknown liquid that smelled like chestnut flowers.

Kong Que had relieved it himself, so he knew exactly what the thing on the white tissue was.

So, the reason he thought he was being bumped constantly, to put it bluntly, was that someone fucked him while he was half unconscious?

No need to think about it, Kong Que also knew who the person who fell in love with him was.

Hearing the sound of vomiting in the bathroom, Kong Que walked over slowly, barefoot and naked.Through the half-open door, Kong Que saw Yingzang's back.His hairstyle was not messed up, and his jacket and trousers were all wrinkled. Looking at his feet with only socks on, Kong really believed that Yingzang might not have been in such a mess since he was so big.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yingzang turned his head to look at Kong Que, retched a few times into the toilet, and said with a pale face, "Do it or die."

These words did not come from another mouth like what Yingzang said.Kong did understand that Yingzang was not familiar enough with him. If there were no special reasons, it would be impossible for a person like Yingzang to have a relationship with him.

Noticing Yingzang's loose waistband and unzipped trousers, Kong Que held Yingzang's shoulders and said, "Don't move when I come back."

After an in-depth exchange, Yingzang pinched his nose again when he came into close contact with Kong Que again, and his mind suddenly went blank.When he regained his senses, Kong Que appeared at the door again, and the camera in his hand was aimed at Yingzang, who had disheveled bangs and disheveled clothes.

The flash came on and off and everything was frozen.

Kong Que held the camera against the wall outside the bathroom, sat naked on the ground, and stared at Yingzang on the screen without blinking.

Yingzang zipped up the zipper, ignoring his hair, and stood in front of Kong Que, taking Kong Que into his shadow, "Are you alright?"

This experience was not pleasant for Yingzang, and he thought that Kong Que had the same thoughts as him.

Kong Que exited the photo viewing interface, handed the camera to Yingzang, "Take a photo for me."

Yingzang took the camera with a frown and pointed the lens at Kongzhen, but he wasn't looking at the camera at all.Yingzang took a few steps back, squatted on the ground, found a good angle, aimed at the hole and pressed the shutter.Without getting up, he moved to Kong Que and handed the camera over.

Seeing him naked, with disheveled hair, haggard face, and dull eyes in the picture, Kong Que's eyelids and eyes suddenly turned red, and soon, a small oval red mole appeared between his eyebrows, and on his cheeks There are also silver and white patterns...

The last time he saw Kong Que's alien form, Yingzang didn't feel anything, but when he saw it again, he had a strange feeling in his heart.It reminded Yingzang of the satisfaction that germinated in his heart when he watched the unique knife brought back from the alien world at home.

"If you sleep with someone else, I will kill you if I die." Kong Que gritted his teeth.

Yingzang grabbed Kong Que by the neck, lifted him up, threw him into the bathroom, and closed the door.

After finishing everything in an instant, Yingzang leaned wearily against the bathroom door, and glanced down at the open palm. The blade in his hand was glowing blue in the red blood.

He licked the blood on his hand. If he hadn't moved fast enough, the blade would have cut the man's neck, and Kong would have been a dead man.

In the bathroom, Kong Que turned on the shower in a daze, and stood under the shower with his head bowed, trembling all over.

Those indifferent eyes, the tight lip line, the frightening speed...

Kong Que's legs softened and he leaned against the wall. He understood that Yingzang wanted to kill him just now!

It's not like me just moving my mouth, threatening the other party, and after making up my mind, use all my strength to fight to the death.

But it is natural that he can easily take his life if he shoots at will.

The surging fear and pressure made Kong really breathless, and the tears falling from his eyes were submerged in the warm water.

Yingzang was sitting on the window sill by the window, his right hand was slightly bent, and then slowly opened.He recalled the feeling when he grabbed Kong Que's neck with one hand. With such a slender and fragile neck, as long as he exerted a little force without using a blade, he could kill Kong Que.But Kong Que was one of the few people who really offended him and survived. From this perspective, for Yingzang, Kong Que also had a very tenacious vitality.

Yingzang moved his ears expressionlessly, and his sensitivity to surrounding sounds immediately increased many times.Sitting here, he could clearly hear the sound of water dripping on Kong Que's body in the bathroom, the rubbing sound of Kong Que moving the soles of his feet, and the soft crying that was covered by many voices.

Kong Que's cry was calm as if he was breathing, but it was not breathing.

Kong Que, is he unwilling to be raped, or is he afraid that he will really kill him?

When all his hearing was focused on Kong Que's crying, Ying Zangben's bad mood became even worse.

in case……

Yingzang changed the sheets and quilt cover for the first time, and threw the changed sheet and quilt cover into the washing machine with a cold face.

The author has something to say: I really didn’t write this chapter so short on purpose, I think it’s just right to stop here

My friend said after reading it that you will hit me, I don’t believe it, I come to ask for petting, hugging and flowers (≧▽≦)/