Red dust kills beauty

37. Mark me ①

—I seem to think things too simply.

The witch merchant was lying on the ground, short of breath, with a red nose. He was obviously about to die, but he still clasped my wrist firmly, asking me who I am.

What...it turns out that he really likes me.

I have to admit again, I'm not very good at reading people's hearts.Especially those positive, kind emotions.

Fu Baixue has hinted to me over and over again, "You know too little about people's hearts", or "You don't know much about human relationships".It's just that at the time I thought he was purely emotional, but now I understand another deep meaning in the words.

During this time with Fu Baixue, we got along very happily.There was no mutual testing, so I quickly entered the old friend mode, tacitly avoided my purpose of entering Yujingchun, my future plans and other issues, just chatted, went to listen to the band live, and went to eat and drink.

Thinking about it now, this is probably Fu Baixue's thoughtfulness. He handled his emotions very well, and only presented me with positive emotions about "finding the past".

So I really forgot that when I found the connection with the past, it also meant that I had to bear the guilt of being unable to respond to that heavy feeling.

When I looked down into the tearful eyes of the witch merchant from a high position, I felt a weightless feeling of stepping into the air.

I am pretty sure that my memory has been completely erased, there is no possibility of it being found.This is also the reason why I focused on "finding my past traces" instead of "finding my memory back" in the later stage.

But people probably don't expect such a return of me.

I can't remember anything, I don't know anything, and I can't fulfill their expectations.The "I" they longed for has never been found again.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same.The witch merchant was crying, and I could only watch.

But obviously I can't empathize with him, why do I still feel so lost?

I remember Fu Baixue's sigh-like tone occasionally: "I can't remember at all..."

I also remember Zhaoyao feeling a little bit emotional: "Aside from the taste, you and my brother are really different at all."

Every time I bring up the past, I have to emphasize that it is "the past me", not "me".Because in my heart, we are no longer the same person.

How should I answer the witch merchant?I don't even know the name of the person I met them.

Along the way, I have changed too many identities. "Ning Hongchen" is just one of the names I used to infiltrate Yu Jingchun.

I lowered my eyes: "I am Ning Hongchen. Everything in the past... I don't remember anymore, sorry."

The Witch Merchant sucks and I still hate him.But the embarrassment and pain he couldn't hide because of me at this moment deserves my "sorry" to him.

"..."

Hearing my words, the witch merchant still stared at me closely, under the cover of tears, it was a fierce, depressed, greedy and eager look.That's the look in the eyes of beasts when they face their prey.

I felt that he was very divided, that the emotional part of him was broken into pieces, but the other part of him was clamoring to attack and possess.

I couldn't help murmuring: "...you are too distorted."

The witch merchant laughed abruptly.

I had no time to think about what he saw and confirmed with that scalpel-like gaze, because the next moment, he grabbed the back of my head firmly and kissed me with a tear-like kiss.

I have never had the experience of being intimate with someone before, his kiss caught me off guard, and I subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but his other hand stretched out on my back, like a dodder climbing up the big tree it is attached to, And like a snake lingeringly strangling its prey, it tightly held the back of my neck.

"Ah!" The feeling of the gland being rubbed made me shiver uncontrollably, and I cried out aloud.

He smiled vaguely, took the opportunity to open my lips/close, and when I wanted to refuse, he nimbly scraped a certain place with his fingers holding the back of my neck, his movements were extremely skilled.

"Um... um!"

A feeling stronger than electric shock rushed up my spine, I tightened my shoulders, trying to get off him, anyway, he seems to be breathing well now.

But Wu Shang refused to let go, his slender legs bent upwards, clamping my waist.Then he turned around and pushed me back to the ground.

My head was hit hard by him on the ground, and when I was dizzy, he kissed me again.

Such a fierce, greedy, longing kiss that made me think he wanted to eat me.

Such a large scale is too much for an inexperienced person like me.

I struggled to get an arm out from under the ferocious dodder, and pinched the back of his neck.It's not a flirting ploy like him, but a threat to crush his cervical spine.

But Wu Shang didn't pause for a moment, lowered his head calmly, and while kissing deeper, he also directly exposed his fragile neck.

...I can't do anything.

I really can't do it. In the past, I would definitely beat him up without hesitation, but... After seeing him crying like this, how else can I do it!

So they could only be pushed to the ground and kissed in a shameful manner.

How long has this Omega, the witch merchant, been forced to abstain from sex?I always feel that he is too hungry/thirsty if he wants to ride up directly, Fu Baixue and Zhaoyao are still there!

Zhaoyao's startled voice came from next to her ear, she probably finally came to her senses: "Hey, wait, you—"

My vision was completely blocked by the sorcerer who was tightly wrapped around me, so I could only stretch out a hand in Zhaoyao's direction, hoping that he would save me from the fire and water.

"... Heh." In the eager hug/kiss, Wu Shang let out a vague sneer, then directly pulled back my outstretched hand, and interlocked my fingers and pressed them to the ground.

This bastard is pretending again!His strength is so great!Grass!

"I said, witch merchant——Fu Baixue, why are you dragging me—hey! He's going to rape Ning Hongchen! Hey! Fu Baixue!"

Something fell over, it was the paper bag that Fu Baixue was looking for just now.The contents of the paper bag splashed out and fell to the ground.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a stack of condoms and a bottle of oil—the kind of oil everyone knows.

I:"."

Fu Baixue, you...?

Doesn't this person like me?Isn’t it true, it’s really that Buddha, big brother?This is an Alpha who is recognized as having the strongest sense of monopoly!

Dude, is he impotent? ? ?

The witch merchant smiled again, and finally let me go, with a hoarse voice: "The guy who got in the way has finally left."

I took a deep breath and felt alive.

There was a malicious smile on his handsome face, his pale pink lips moved close to my ear, and he said in a gentle voice, "Let's... do something interesting?"

It just tickled my heart.

"..." I was silent for a while, and said half-pushed, "This is not good."

I don't like witch merchants, but that has nothing to do with my greed for his body!

Although he is rotten, he looks good!The smell of pheromones is also very good - a charming and charming beauty will come to your door to ask you to sleep, will you sleep or not?

I'm definitely going to sleep anyway.

Hey, maybe this is the pathetic aspect of a creature like a man.

The witch merchant was stunned for a while, he looked at me for a while with probing eyes, and he didn't know what he was planning in his heart.

I couldn't help avoiding his gaze, and I had nothing to say: "I don't remember anything about the past, so you don't mind?"

"Ah." The witch merchant smiled inexplicably, and said coolly, "It's not the first time anyway."

... what does he mean?

There was a turmoil in my heart, but the witch merchant changed the subject lightly and skillfully: "It's not important—" His tone was understated, and then he glanced at me, "Stay here or go to the house?"

He combed all his forehead hair back, revealing the red corners of his eyes: "I can't wait."

I:"."

This O is really horny.

I couldn't adapt to the change of position for a while, and I confirmed again: "You still wanted to kill me, it's just that my identity has changed, but I'm still the one you hated before. Just do it with me, really Is it okay?"

"What do you mean by 'mere identity change'—oh, can your memory come back if I bark like a mad dog①?" Thinking of something, the witch merchant's eyes turned cold, and he returned to that With a look of neither yin nor yang, "...don't remind me of this, if you don't want to die in an ugly way soon."

...?

Why is it so ugly to do such a thing?Is he going to squeeze me dry?Come on, the physical fitness of O and A is separated by ten Bs. Except for a very few, O is born weak in terms of physical fitness.

But if it is a witch merchant who has been in drought for so many years, hey, it is really possible.I heard that Omega is like a wolf at thirty and forty like a tiger. If it is twenty, what is it?

I glanced at his light and graceful figure like a cat, and couldn't help thinking wildly—it couldn't be a cat, could it?

"What are you thinking about?" The witch merchant got impatient, he was still leaning on me, and now he pressed my wrist with one hand, and pulled the neckline, "I will take it as if you agreed to be here?"

I don't know what's going on, but I always feel that something is wrong: "This is Lao Bai's yard, why don't we go into the house."

"No." He said confidently, "Mr. Fu kept it from me so hard, I don't want to see him now."

I:"."

Well, it's not me who suffers if I do it here anyway.

Fu Baixue's courtyard is paved with bluestone slabs, not rough, but definitely not smooth. I haven't had time to put on my shirt yet, and it hurts a bit from being pinched.So I grabbed the witch merchant's waist and pinched it: "Let's change positions, you lie down."

"..." The wizard's eyes widened slightly, and for the first time I saw a confused expression on his face.

"...?" I tilted my head, and added a little more strength to the hand holding his waist, "You want to be on top? It will be too much."

I heard that navel oranges are very exhausting for the receiver, but I don't know if it is true.

"..." The witch merchant blinked slowly, not knowing what kind of brainstorming he was doing, I could almost hear the sound of his thoughts flowing rapidly in his brain.

At this moment, a long-lost, vicious and sweet fragrance seemed to emanate from the witch merchant.It's not incense in the physical sense, it's just a feeling.Like a highly poisonous butterfly, or a colorful poisonous snake, people are both frightened and fascinated.

The pheromones are fatal, magnificent, dazzling, and heart-pounding. If it is described by color, it is probably ghostly purple.

"Tsk—" The witch merchant grabbed the back of his neck, his expression worried.

It smells so good.Very attractive.

I couldn't help reaching out to hold the back of his neck, rubbing the skin gently, and my voice became hoarse: "You haven't been completely marked? Your smell is so tempting, how can I bear it?"

"Oh……?"

The witch merchant's eyes flickered, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

Next chapter: Mark me②

"No matter how many times you do it, no matter what method you use, it doesn't matter if it's full, it doesn't matter if the back of the neck is bitten until it rots, or it doesn't matter if the cavity is open enough to cry for mercy... If you can't mark it, you just can't mark it."

The witch merchant clung to my ear, whispering softly: "...you are such a waste."

"..." I fell silent for a while, and painfully admitted this cruel fact, "I'm a waste."

It turns out that it's not Fu Baixue who is impotent, but me!

The author says:

Lianhua has already understood, but Ah Ning is still in a daze.

He's going to start pretending to be O'Ning.

God bless please don't lock me don't lock me don't lock me woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Thanks to Yushan Guishuo and Ye Zhen for feeding the fish food!

PS: ① This sentence is adapted from "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button": You can be angry with everything around you like a mad dog, you can curse fate, but you still have to let go at the last moment.