heavy fog

"Wait," Wen Luan stopped Cyrus again, although the latter didn't move, Wen Luan was extremely nervous.

With the experience of Shakes-Encounter in the dense forest, it is enough for Wen Luan to know that he is not someone's opponent at all. At that time, if he lets this guy do it, it won't take long. If he doesn't "agree", he will "will" below It's below.

—I hate spies.

Wen Luan thought angrily, he felt that Cyrus was good at this must be because of his profession.Spy agents always need to learn some particularly useful knowledge, especially if they look like this and are engaged in this industry, it is already very rare to have no experience.

"Up to now, I only know your name, and you are a spy for the Restoration Party hidden in the Apollo Casino, and then? I don't even know your last name, your... er! What about your relationship history?"

Wen Luan randomly found an excuse, trying to delay the time.

In order to convince Cyrus that he really cared about this issue, he deliberately looked him up and down.

"You have much experience, and I have as much experience as you," Cyrus replied.

This uses the fake dialogue from the last one night stand.

In fact, Cyrus didn't plan to do anything today, he just approached Wen Luan subconsciously, to confirm the true wishes of his old enemy, and then to confirm their future relationship, and then left satisfied - after all, he just had a strong desire for control and a cruel personality On the one hand, but not perverted, it is necessary to specifically choose to do it when Wen Luan's joints are broken and cannot heal.

It has to be said that Wen Luan's provocative gaze caused a fire instead.

In the memory of the succubi, there were countless times when the tapir looked at him like this. Although there was no expression of contempt or ridicule now, the deep-rooted memory quickly churned, making Cyrus's steady breathing instantly chaotic.

Instinct urges him to go over, knock Wen Luan down hard, let his old enemy know the gap of 2000 years, and he can easily kill the tapir.

Cyrus closed his eyes to calm his boiling will.

This is not difficult to do, the will of "Cyrus" is the master.One must know that even a bus driver in a small town can calmly control the instinct to attack the succubus, and Cyrus can certainly restrain the succubus' hatred and killing intent.

It's just that, at the same time, his will has another idea of ​​conquering Wen Luan, which is not easy to handle.

Wen Luan only saw Cyrus leaning against the bedpost after throwing that sentence, and closed his eyes. He looked disapproving, and immediately said through gritted teeth: "No!"

"Well, no," Cyrus repeated.

Wen Luan suspected that this guy was pretending to be stupid, and he didn't care about his previous face. Up and down positions are more important. Westerners' concept may be that experienced lovers are great, while Easterners think that less experienced people will suffer from flirtatious guys. Quarrels can also take precedence.

"I said, unlike some strange professions, I don't have any bloody relationship history." Wen Luan said impatiently, "Even if there is, I'm still in Meteorite Town. I don't have any so-called relationship troubles. I will come to you later."

"This is good!"

Cyrus' expression remained unchanged, but he was distracted and thought of a certain Morvian diplomat.

There is no one in Meteorite Town, but what about Deep Blue Star?

"Then you don't have anything to say?" Wen Luan looked at Cyrus suspiciously. Based on the other party's conditions, even if he worked in the spy industry with a high death rate, there must be someone who has a soft spot for him.

"No."

"..."

Just before Wen Luan got angry, Cyrus slowly added an explanation: "The troubles you worried about don't exist."

"It's impossible." Wen Luan shook his head firmly, "I trust my eyes."

Isn't it strange that such a man with blond hair and golden eyes has been single all the time?Wen Luan dared to bet that in Meteorite Town, more than half of the young men and women would want to have something to do with Ellen—Maike could be a successful playboy, and Ellen was much better than him.

"I'm sorry..." Cyrus said, holding the elbow of the other hand with both hands, maintaining the posture of hugging his chest, looking relaxed and comfortable.

"What did you say?"

As soon as Wen Luan finished speaking, he felt a weight on his body.

The top of his head was covered in shadows, he couldn't move below his elbows, and his shoulders were firmly held down. It was very difficult to break free.

"I'm sorry that you can only confirm it with your eyes." The deep and mysterious golden pupils stared at Wen Luan, and the long hair fell down on Wen Luan's face, itching.

Wen Luan tilted his head uncomfortably, but found that this movement was restrained as well.

Cyrus' hand was too close to his neck, if Wen Luan turned his head sideways, it would be as if he was rubbing against him.

In just such a moment of hesitation, Wen Luan found that the other party's upper body clothes were gone, only the blond hair was loosely covering his bare chest, which was vaguely visible. It could not be said that he had a good figure, nor was he a strong adult man. Thin, but with broad shoulders and almost perfect lines.

"Are you wearing nothing under the cloak?" Wen Luan's focus was wrong again.

In fact, he didn't even see how Cyrus undressed.

"Don't say stupid things." Cyrus repeated this sentence for the umpteenth time today. Whether he threw away his clothes or erased them from this illusion, it was a breeze.

Responding, Wen Luan trembled with a shameless laugh.

Cyrus stopped to look at him.

"You, you mean... even if you run around naked without any clothes on, people on the whole street won't be able to spot you, right?"

"..."

In terms of destroying the atmosphere, it really is the tapir who is not a professional tearer of dreams.

Wen Luan couldn't breathe from laughing, the king's new clothes are so interesting.

Cyrus waited silently for half a minute, and found that Wen Luan hadn't stopped laughing, so he slowly bowed his head and whispered in Wen Luan's ear, "That's right, no one will find out, except you."

Wen Luan's laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by an angry look.

Wen Luan is capable of molesting people.But he couldn't get used to being molested!

"I have to say, it's useless even if you take all your clothes off." Wen Luan deliberately looked at Cyrus with critical eyes, and deliberately used the kind of ambiguous words learned from the tavern in Meteorite Town. It seems that you often talk about these things and say, "Do you want to show me your good living habits, your body? Hmm? Even the color of some parts... how light, it doesn't look like it is often 'used', but This is your dream, I have to go to bed to confirm if it's true... Ugh!"

Wen Luan's remaining words were completely blocked in his throat, and he could only make a vague sound.

The flexible tip of the tongue penetrated accurately while Wen Luan was speaking, and was entangled and licked so hard from the palate to the root of the teeth that Wen Luan almost couldn't breathe.

It was a very possessive kiss.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that they parted breathlessly.

"I'll just warn you once, don't look at me like that again...or you will regret it." Cyrus followed Wen Luan's neck, gently biting his Adam's apple and murmured vaguely.

The omen of danger and the stimulation of pleasure made Wen Luan stiff and afraid to move.

"Also, my old enemy, don't say stupid things, I thought you at least knew that it was meaningless to pretend everything about me. The tapir who breaks the dream can see the reality of the succubus, can't he?"

Cyrus let go of him, and looked at Wen Luan quietly until the other party calmed down.

"Let's change the subject..." Wen Luan said bravely, he finally realized that Cyrus really didn't want to do anything, and he was enduring it, if he provoked him again, he would really be in doubt.

"Why a secret lover?" Obviously questioned.

"Because it's good for us." Cyrus said without batting an eye.

"Intuition tells me that there is a secret in it." Wen Luan looked at Cyrus warily.

"..."

It's not a secret, it's just a bad taste, and politicians always remember to hide their cards and not expose all their power.

"We still have to wait for the Dark Council." Cyrus hinted not to expose their relationship to dark creatures.

"Trick the bats." Let the Dark Parliament stumble and be completely suppressed by them?control?

Wen Luan nodded involuntarily: "That's right, what are you going to do?"

"It depends on whether the leader of the Dark Council has an IQ. If he is smart enough..." he should come to the succubi instead of the tapir. The gap of 2000 years is not so easy to make up. Prince Maike is purely lacking in brains make.

However, seeing the scientists of the research institute, Cyrus expressed deep doubts about whether the Dark Parliament had such outstanding talents.

"We know each other's abilities well." Cyrus looked at Wen Luan and said, "We have the best tacit understanding..."

"Uh, is there?" Wen Luan was horrified. Although he wanted to improve the relationship with the succubus, the speed of change was too fast. Sure enough, when both parties had the same wishes, the problem could always be resolved quickly.

Cyrus was very dissatisfied with Wen Luan's rhetorical question.

Wen Luan still looked at him suspiciously.

After 3 minutes, Cyrus conceded defeat, and said in a cold tone: "You always show up on time when I feel 'safest' and when the dreams are the most delicious and abundant. Knowing where to tear apart the dreams is the most irreparable for me. Can you say the most angry words of the 'Dream Demon', don't we have a tacit understanding like this?"

"..."

Well, the person who knows you best in the world is your enemy.

Not to mention being an enemy for a lifetime, no, for countless lifetimes!

Wen Luan forcefully forced a smile, before he could speak, he was interrupted by Cyrus again.

"Isn't my thinking of you now the same as your thinking of me?"

Wen Luan subconsciously looked at the bed lying under him.

His thoughts on Ellen...

This, this is the enemy's declaration of war, the battlefield has changed from a dream to a bed?

"Wait, I need fairness!" Wen Luan forced himself to remain calm. He felt that if he wanted to get along with the succubus smoothly and gain the upper hand in the future, he had to abandon principles even more!

Sneak attack, drug use, or Xier's force, which one is better?

Anyway, it can't be today!

"I have always treated others fairly," Cyrus said meaningfully.

This is the truth, but the principle of fairness was established by him.

"Do you treat your old enemy?" Wen Luan asked warily.

"I'm glad you got the point."

Cyrus suppressed Wen Luan again: "I said, don't look at me like that!"

"What did you say? I didn't!" Wen Luan argued.

"I think so."

"..."

Wen Luan was caught in his chest and almost cursed angrily.

In the next second, he was so nervous that he even forgot what he wanted to say, because the clothes on his body—— were gone.

Wen Luan could only struggle slightly, but Cyrus didn't care, instead he asked him in a low voice: "Don't like it here? Maybe you want to try it on the street? In the casino? I guarantee that no one can see what we're doing What?"

"You won!" Wen Luan said angrily, "Now, let go."

"Or, you like Shakes' store, which is not far from this casino. You have a good vision, and that is the best place in Deep Blue Star."

"Let's... um!" Wen Luan was blocked again.

This time the kiss was very gentle, slow and patient, but Wen Luan's breathing became more and more rapid, and his chest heaved violently.Cyrus' hand also slid down slowly, caressing the shoulder blades, and gradually came to the middle of the back, and went down the groove, to the tailbone and the undulating buttocks.

Just bumped into it, but didn't go any further towards the restricted area, and didn't even arouse Wen Luan's alertness.

His skills are very high, and in just a short time, something in Wen Luan reacted.

Without waiting for Wen Luan to struggle, Cyrus withdrew his hand happily and stood up—maintaining his topless appearance, looked down at Wen Luan condescendingly, and nodded viciously: "As you wish, I let go. For the Dark Council I'm glad we didn't disagree on the question, bye."

After speaking, the whole person took a step back and disappeared directly from the room.

Wen Luan opened his eyes in disbelief, took a long time to catch his breath, and then looked at his naked body and awkward parts.If he could move, he would jump up angrily: "Bastard!!"

Are you really leaving like this?

At least be responsible for solving the fire that has been stirred up!