Lanshan Snow

A very clumsy kiss.

The young man leaned closer, pressed his lips to the man's jerkyly, then closed his eyes, the pine needle-like eyelashes flowing with silver moonlight.He imitated the kisses he had endured in the past, tilting his head slightly, little by little, starting from the cold and sharp corners of his lips, licking them like a small animal, earnest and clumsy.

Central Plains Ethics did not teach what is kissing.

And the young master was dragged into the most violent vortex by the Thule wizard from the very beginning, and he had never seen a gentle and gentle wind and moon.

——He thought that's the way kisses should be.

Although his eyelashes couldn't help trembling due to his shyness, he still cautiously, stumbling, kissing and sucking, trying to stain the thin and cold lips of Wizard Thule with blood.

It's just that the last step couldn't muster the courage.

He had no choice but to hook the man's neck.

Lip to lip.

Disordered breathing intertwined.

Qiu Bodeng was too nervous, so nervous that he didn't notice. Since his lips touched, the young Thule chief witch was completely stunned—what happened exceeded all his expectations.

Thule wizards know that they are cruel, violent predators.

Everything was stolen by him.

He can only demand from his Arran through strong grasping and tenacious possession.Even now, Alan is willing to bear him, he also knows that it is because of the kindness of sharing life, and because his Alan is too gentle... This is already the best result.

His greatest extravagant hope is to maintain this acquiescence.

He never imagined that he would be actively given.

—he couldn't even realize what was going on.

Wizard Thule stood at the bottom of the cedar, the cold moon shone on his lonely and handsome face, his silver gray eyes were blank.His raised hand was frozen in mid-air, as if he was in an illusion.

...Why is there no response at all?

Qiu Bodeng thought nervously.

It was the first time he had loved ones—the one who was forced, the one who was kissed didn't count, and his heart was in a state of turmoil, and he didn't even understand why he kissed him in a daze?But when the Thule wizard said "no" slowly and firmly, inexplicable emotions grew, spread, and conquered the city in the bottom of his heart.

He didn't know what that emotion was.

But he wanted to kiss this man, this man whose eyes were farther than the sky and quieter than the holy lake.

Looking back, I have no regrets.

It's just embarrassing to death - the first relative, but the other party didn't respond, anyone would be embarrassed, not to mention the young master has always been thin-skinned.Is there any custom in Tule that Hu Gecuo can only kiss Arlan... Just like the couples in the Central Plains, the husband always decides?

——The nervous young master didn't notice at all, what identity he substituted himself unconsciously.

His heart was beating so fast that he didn't dare to open his eyes, and it didn't matter whether he let go or not.

...Could it be a bad kiss?

But he won't!

The young master was aggrieved, and bit Wizard Thule angrily. When the sweet smell of rust really permeated the air, he panicked again.

He let go, and defended himself in a low voice: "I don't know... I haven't kissed anyone..."

Generally woke up.

Wizard Thule clasped the back of Qiu Bodeng's head with one hand, and connected the unfinished second half, urgently and deeply—as if to prove that the boy in his arms was not a phantom imagined by himself.

The smell of rust permeated between each other's lips and teeth.

Hot and soft.

It was different from any kiss he forced before, the young man hooked his neck, did not escape, did not blindly accept passively, but struggled to cater to him.

……it is true.

It is more unbelievably true than all the greatest extravagant hopes.

—his Arlan offered to kiss him.

In an instant, the silence of Harvey Balinghai was filled with a huge heartbeat.

The shiny black high horse leather boots moved alternately, the dark gold ancient bracelets and hanging chains shone brightly, and the snow light and moonlight rolled over the faces of the kissing teenagers and young men.One is terrified and joyful, almost tears in piousness, and the other is shy and brave, without any evasion.

snowfield.

The remote snowfield.

Scholars and literati praised the whiteness and tranquility of the snowfield, and the aristocratic families spent a lot of money on fur medicine and agate gemstones.

A piece of mink fur, as long as it comes from the snow field, is worth dozens or even hundreds of times, not to mention the rare vegetation.But under this obsession and fanaticism, there is a deep-rooted contempt—it can't even accommodate a gossip that objectively describes the Sifang tribe.

"I'm a barbarian, how can I talk about it?"

Bootleggers come and go.

This is not the first time that the men and women of the Central Plains and the Snowy Plains have come into contact.The merchants showed affection with the tribal residents in the snowfield, and after they left, they all tried their best to bathe and burn incense, lest they be considered barbarians who lived in the barbarians for a long time and became some barbarians.

Both chase and contempt.Both desire and slander.

The young master of the enemy family.

The real son of a daughter, the most qualified and arrogant person, stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss a barbarian in the snow field.

——He didn't avoid his ignorant throbbing.

When they parted, the young master's eyes were bright.

Although he didn't quite understand it, Ke Bodeng really knew what he was doing-he didn't hate Thule wizards, not at all.He is willing to share the world in his eyes with Wizard Thule, and he is also willing to understand the emotions in his heart bit by bit.

"Alo."

Qiu Bodeng yelled softly.

His cheeks were still hot, and he was actually quite shy, but he didn't look away, and made eye contact with Wizard Thule.

His eyes were clear and bright.

Wizard Thule responded to him in a low voice, parted the shattered hair that fell to his forehead, and gave him a light kiss... Why are you willing to kiss me?

It's pity, it's worry and guilt for Xue Yuan.

what is this else?

Wizard Thule wanted to ask, but dared not.

I don't want to guess either.

——He has already keenly noticed that there is a kind of almost divine character in the young master, which is incompatible with the filth of the secular world, too compassionate, too pure and kind.And he...he is just a mortal, he is selfish, he is greedy and despicable.

He doesn't want the mercy and love of a god.

He wants the treasure of the enemy family, the young master who is as holy as white jade, to be a mortal for him, a selfish mortal, like him, and give him a hot, sincere, worldly love.

——Don't be too nice to me.

Wizard Tule gently stroked Qiu Bodeng's eyebrows.

I would want to pollute you, change you, keep you.

I'm getting more and more dissatisfied every day...

The Thule wizard rested his cold hands on the cedar tree trunk.

Patiently waiting for the young master whose breathing became disordered by his kiss to recover, his silver-gray eyes were focused and quiet, filled with many incomprehensible emotions.

Young Master: "..."

Not only did the young master fail to calm down, his out-of-control emotions became more and more violent.

An unprecedented feeling.

She wanted him to continue to look at her, but she didn't want him to continue to look at her.

"...Don't look at it, don't look at it!" Before the hot face could be printed by the opponent's eyes, Qiu Bodeng reached out and covered Wizard Thule's eyes, "Turn around!"

Wizard Thule's eyelashes brushed against his palm, tickling.

"Squat down."

Wizard Thule didn't know what he was going to do, but he squatted down obediently.

Just squatted down.

The warm and soft body is attached to it.

Wizard Tule was about to turn his head when he was pushed back by Qiu Bodeng with one finger.He pretended to be calm, and leaned against Wizard Tule's ear, exhaling hot breath when he spoke, soft and gentle.

"I'm tired, you carry me on your back."