Heartthrob collapsed today 2

Mental disorders, but only a matter of time.

Since his inner demon was retrieved 7000 years ago, he can no longer be truly desireless and ruthless.

What is close to his lips is the delicate and smooth touch of the skin on his neck, and what lingers in his breath is the dark fragrance that entangles the heart and soul. The man in his arms is the madness of the demon, and he Unavoidable catastrophe.

Hongjun half closed his eyes, and the black color in the depths of his pupils gradually turned into a faint gold.

After all, his mood changed.

And this subtle change made the force in his mouth a little bit stronger.

Because Fu Zhenhong was poisoned by the double-headed snake's venom, the onset of the poison already made him more sensitive, and now that his eyes were covered by Hongjun's palm again, the temporary darkness in his vision made him even more aggravated. The degree of stress of the body's other sense organs to the outside world.

All the perceptions were magnified, and the wet contact on the neck made his eyelashes tremble fragilely.

His eyelashes are thick and slender, and the upward curved arc looks like butterfly feathers made of ink. At this moment, the soft black arc is like a small brush, scraping Hongjun back and forth in a trembling blink. The wide palm adds an itchy feeling.

Hongjun's body paused slightly, and he accelerated the speed of taking the drug. He quickly raised his head and spit out a mouthful of black poisonous blood, then let go of the hand covering Fu Zhen's red eyes.

The black poisonous blood fell on the ground formed by the white mist, and turned into a black poisonous flower in the blink of an eye.Hongjun glanced at the half-opened petals, then buried his head down again, and continued to take drugs from the wound on Fu Zhenhong's neck.

Fu Zhenhong's skin was very delicate. After Hongjun spit out the poisonous blood sucked out for the second time, the skin around Fu Zhenhong's neck was already blushing. His two teeth covered by the double-headed snake The sharp hole where I bit it was slightly swollen, and the skin around the hole was redder than other parts of the neck.

But this redness is not caused by the wound, but the marks caused by the rubbing of Hongjun's lips when taking drugs.

As for the poisonous blood that was spat out, just like the first time, it soon turned into a half-bloomed black flower after falling on the ground.

Two black flowers grew side by side, with only a finger's length between them. Even though the petals hadn't fully bloomed, they already revealed a deadly depravity and darkness.

And the double-headed snake on the ground, which was transformed from a golden rope, suddenly had a strange movement. The double-headed snake should have been immobilized by Hongjun's mana, but after smelling the unique fragrance emanating from the petals, it opened its eyes. Opened emerald green eyes.

The two-headed snake first moved its stiff lower limbs, and then raised its upper body. The two snake heads spit out scarlet letters. After looking at each other for several seconds, they separated from the joint below the head.

With the sound of the sticky snake skin being pulled away, within a short while, the two-headed snake separated into two snakes of different colors, one with red snake skin and the other with black.

And these two snakes are exactly the same in length, size or thickness, only a pair of eyes, one is red and the other is black.

Snakes are not hermaphrodite creatures.

The two snakes isolated from this double-headed snake are both males, and their snakes have a pair of prominent protrusions at the boundary between the body and the tail.

The snake whips are all inside the body, and generally do not show up, but at this moment, the position of the boundary protrudes, which shows that the two snakes are in a state of extreme desire to be entangled.

Snakes are obscene in nature.

These two snakes are longing for each other.

On Fu Zhenhong's and Hongjun's side two meters away, although Hongjun had sucked out all the snake venom in Fu Zhenhong's body, with the black flowers growing around him, amidst the scent of flowers, the burning feeling in his body The burning heat still didn't slow down by half.

Hongjun watched as he fell softly on him, the blush on his cheeks did not dissipate from Fu Zhenhong, he pursed the corners of his lips silently, the fragrance from the surrounding black flowers lingered on Fu Zhenhong's body At the same time, it poured into his breath, and Hongjun was actually somewhat affected, and the suppressed emotions had a faint tendency to break through the restraint.

He didn't expect that the poisonous blood would bloom on the ground, and he didn't expect that the fragrance emanating from the petals would have the magical power to disturb the mind.

In the dream of the man in his arms, there are too many variables that he, the master of the way of heaven, cannot control.

This is not a good thing.

Hongjun wanted to destroy the black flowers and the one red and one black snake, but just as he moved his fingers, Fu Zhenhong grabbed his hand.

"It's useless..." Fu Zhenhong panted slightly, and said in a deep and deep voice, "This is my dream, and no one knows it better than me."

After the words were finished, without waiting for Hongjun's answer, he put Hongjun's hand next to his lips, then opened his lips, and swallowed Hongjun's fingertips in one mouthful.

Sensing Hongjun's stiff body at this moment, Fu Zhenhong raised her eyes, gave him a slight glance, then lowered her eyes again, and circled Hongjun's fingertips with the tip of her scarlet tongue.

His tongue was moist and sticky, with a warm warmth, and this gorgeous color was like the scarlet letter spit out by the snake.

At this time, Hongjun was his prey, or the object he wanted to attract.

Fu Zhenhong hooked the tip of her tongue on purpose, so that the front end could rub and get closer to Hongjun's fingers. The white fingers and red lips seemed to be in a vast expanse of ice and snow The gorgeous flowers picked between the arms.

Fu Zhenhong only moved her lips lightly, and there was endless temptation between the hooks and circles.And his ambiguous movements seemed to be imitating something, Hongjun was not stupid, and soon saw the meaning Fu Zhenhong wanted to express from this lingering touch.

He didn't say anything, just tried to twitch his hand.

But not only did he not free his hand from Fu Zhenhong's restraint, but Fu Zhenhong bit the skin on his fingertips with his teeth.

Red blood flowed from the wound.

Hongjun didn't continue to wave his hand, but looked at Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong smiled lowly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, putting on an innocent look.Then he let go of Hongjun's hand, and ignored the wound on Hongjun's fingertips, but raised his arms, wrapped them around Hongjun's neck, and adjusted his posture to sit in Hongjun's arms better.

Feeling the warm breath from Hongjun's chest, Fu Zhenhong's body leaned forward again. He looked at Hongjun, his eyes gradually moved down from Hongjun's face, and saw Hongjun's generous and strong The muscles wrapped under the black clothes revealed a mature charm.

Fu Zhenhong pursed her lips, pressed her forehead to Hongjun's, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Hongjun, you know what it means."

Hearing this, Hongjun pinched Fu Zhenhong's chin with one hand, forcing Fu Zhenhong to lift her cheeks slightly, and with the other hand, he calmly wiped away the physiology oozing from the end of Fu Zhenhong's eyes with his fingertips. tears.

But his hand was bitten by Fu Zhenhong just now, so this kind of wiping just turned the teardrops at the end of Fu Zhenhong's eyes into a more youthful pink.

He stared into Fu Zhenhong's eyes, and said slowly in a cold and deep voice: "Are you so sure that everything will go as you wish?"

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer.

Hongjun continued: "Is that why you want to do it with me?" His voice was still cold and calm, making it impossible to hear any emotion.

But this time, Fu Zhenhong didn't say a word, but raised and stroked Hongjun's brow bone: "Don't you want to?" He asked back, his voice was soft but very clear Hongjun's eardrum, and then jumped to his throat to the apex of his heart.

Hongjun remained silent, but the hand holding Fu Zhenhong's chin increased his strength.Fu Zhenhong couldn't help letting out a little pain, and looked into Hongjun's eyes accusingly.

Hongjun's face was still calm, but the golden halo flowing deep in his eyes became more and more obvious, almost covering the original pitch-black pupils.

He didn't speak, just stared at Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong did not speak, and also stared straight at Hongjun, but the only difference was that Fu Zhenhong's eyes were slightly raised, and a smile was raised on the corners of her lips.

One movement and one stillness, one fascination and one sinking.

Second by second, the black flower that had been half-bloomed began to slowly bloom into full petals, and the two snakes on the ground were also intimately attached together at some point.

It's quiet all around.

It was so quiet that only the breathing of Fu Zhenhong and Hongjun could be heard.

Five seconds later, Hongjun kissed Fu Zhenhong's lips.

The prehistoric lord finally made a choice.

Buddha has clear rules and precepts, and Tao has conformity to nature.

Go too far, go extravagant, go Thai, don't be too deliberate.

Taoism is both born and destined.

A vague voice overflowed from Fu Zhenhong's throat, and the delicate jade hairpin loosened three thousand black threads, and the skirt fell into the pure white ground, embellished with fiery colors.

Hongjun's hand ran down Fu Zhenhong's hair all the way, and his warm and wide palm finally covered Fu Zhenhong's lower back. Their lips touched together, one squinted, the other half lowered their eyelids, their lips and teeth were close to each other .

In the blooming black flowers, the thick and dark fragrance lingers in the air, and then turns into a moist mist, exuding a beautiful color.

Fu Zhenhong leaned against Hongjun's body weakly, twisting like a boneless soft snake, and entangled like a tough vine.

Hongjun's eyes were full of his appearance, his gaze was heavy.

The golden color in his eyes turned, and he held Fu Zhenhong with one hand and pressed down a little bit. When Fu Zhenhong raised his neck and couldn't help making a sound, he covered Fu Zhenhong with the other hand lips.

call……

In the end, Fu Zhenhong uttered a low muffled sound in Hongjun's palm, and a very thin layer of sweat appeared on Hongjun's forehead.

Fu Zhenhong's fingers couldn't help pinching Hongjun's shoulders, and the clenched fingers seemed to sink deeply into Hongjun's skin.While breathing slowly, Fu Zhenhong raised her eyes to look at Hongjun. His gaze went down from Hongjun's handsome browbones, to the high bridge of the nose, and finally stopped at the moderately thick lips.

Because of the kiss just now, Hongjun's lips were a little swollen and red.

However, even so, his whole person still gives people a calm and coldness that will not be disturbed by everything.

destroy him.

Fu Zhenhong took a bite on Hongjun's palm, and after Hongjun moved his hand away because of his movement, she got up slightly and bit Hongjun's lip.

"Hiss..." Hongjun frowned, and he didn't know if the sound was because Fu Zhenhong's teeth hurt his lips, or because the sudden movement of standing up disturbed him.

Fu Zhenhong saw the torrent of complex emotions surging out of Hongjun's eyes, like the surface of the sea in a storm, rolling with mystery and danger.

He hugged Hongjun's neck tightly, and pressed his cheek against Hongjun's.And the two snakes on the ground also made further moves.

The red snake wrapped itself around the black snake that was attached to it, and its pointed mouth rubbed hard above the black eyes. The red letter was stretched outward for a while, and stretched inward for a while. A clinging closeness during mating.

Taoism is free and easy, relieved and happy.

Fortune and misfortune come together, origin, origin, evil, this way of heaven and earth cannot be understood in a few words.Everything in this world is imprisoned in the shackles of the destiny of the heavenly way, and the heavenly way itself is also the same.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids, staring deeply at the Heavenly Dao.

And this day, Tiandao is also staring at him deeply.