Immortal love

It was night, a group of people entered the town and stayed at the inn.

The first floor of the inn is the dining room. During dinner, Fan Qian and Lin Moguan sat at the same table as usual, but they didn't talk to each other.

In fact, Fan Qian should have a lot of things to say, but he didn't know what to say, so he returned to the room after a few mouthfuls of food in a hurry, otherwise, if he kept facing that face, his stomach would always convulse, and he couldn't help it. It's good to spit out everything you eat.

This feeling was not out of disgust, but out of... He didn't know what it was, as if he had a strange disease, and it would flare up when he looked at Lin Moguan, or even just thinking about it.

Stomach cramps, angina pectoris, dizziness... Ah, he must have some terminal illness, right?

Almost collapsed, he lay down on the bed, wanting to rest his brain.I don't know if I was too stimulated today and was extremely tired, so I closed my eyes and fell asleep within five minutes.

Had a dream.

In the dream, Lin Moguan was wearing a black special police uniform, his chest was bloody and his face was covered with blood, he was lying on the ground, his face was illuminated by a light from nowhere, he looked very pale, almost like a fake same as people.

Fan Qian held his hand tightly, knelt beside him, looked at him, and listened to him.

He said, "Don't stop, walk toward the light, you'll be fine, trust me..."

Fan Qian shook his head, he didn't believe it, it was clearly a lie.

He said, "There's something I've been meaning to tell you..."

Fan Qian continued to shake his head, not wanting to hear any last words.

He said, "I love you..."

Fan Qian was still shaking his head, but suddenly stopped shaking, and stared wide-eyed: "What did you say?"

"Xiaoqian..."

Suddenly, pieces of the floor gave way and he fell.

"Brother Lin!" Fan Qian screamed, clutching his hand tightly and refusing to let go, and fell down with him.

Below is a bottomless space, they keep falling and falling.The fierce wind blew, and Fan Qian's hand was blown loose, and the opponent's hand gradually slipped from his hand.

"No!" Fan Qian tried his best to clenched his hands, but he couldn't do anything.

"Brother Lin, hold on to me, hold on to me!" he shouted.

The other party just looked at him, eyes unblinking, and a strange smile appeared on his blood-stained face.He was stunned, and then saw those thin lips opened, and three words were mixed in the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth: "I love you."

"What are you talking about? Hold on to me now, okay? Don't leave, okay?" Fan Qian called out pleadingly.

But in the end, the two hands were still separated, and it was useless to grab it, as if it was a preordained result.

"Don't go!" Fan Qian paddled in the air like swimming, trying to get to him, but he could only watch the figure keep falling and getting further and further away.In an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

"I love you."

He disappeared, but his voice still echoed in his ears.

Fan Qian covered his ears, but he could still hear clearly, over and over again, with endless lingering sounds.

He let go of his hand, and his whole body kept spinning like a top, and the voice flowed in all directions: "Come back! I don't know what you want to say, what are you talking about, come back!"

Suddenly, he kicked his legs hard and sat up straight, his eyes wide open.However, he found that the scene in front of him had changed.

This is a room with a bed under him, completely different from before.The only thing that is the same is that that person is not there...

He was startled, jumped out of bed and rushed out of the room, ran to another room and opened the door to enter.The candles were on in the room, but no one was there.

What about people?What about people?What about people──?

Fan Qian looked left and right, looking here and there.Never found.

What about people?Where exactly?

He was spinning around like an ant on a hot pot. He suddenly heard something and ran to the window to see. Downstairs, in the courtyard surrounded by courtyards, there was a man standing there. The black clothes on his body seemed to melt into the night. The upper cold light flickered, and there was a sound breaking through the air.

"Brother Lin!" Fan Qian yelled, and then, without thinking, he put his hands on the window sill and jumped off.

The third floor, whether it is high or not, is not low.Falling from such heights, the lucky ones are unscathed, and the unfortunate ones land on their faces...

Fan Qian, for example, is the unfortunate kind.Fortunately, in the misfortune, before he landed, someone rushed over and hugged him.

In fact, Lin Moguan almost lost his temper.How can you be so reckless?What if he jumped down the stairs like that, if he was a step slower?

However, before he had time to attack, Fan Qian held his cheek nervously, looked at him carefully as if he had never seen him before, and kept rubbing his face with his hand, finally, he let out a big sigh of relief relieved expression.

He couldn't help being suspicious: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Fan Qian wiped his sweat with his hand, his consciousness has gradually become clear, but he still couldn't help being afraid.

Afraid, seeing this man covered in blood;

Afraid, this person will leave him again;

Fear, reversed dream and reality, everything from after the car accident to reuniting with this person here is just a dream...

Unconsciously smiled twice, shook his head: "I had a nightmare."

"What did you dream about?" Lin Moguan asked.

"I dreamed...that day two years ago." Fan Qian said in a low voice, actually he didn't want to recall it, but felt that it might be more comfortable to say it.

"In order to save me, you were seriously injured, your body was covered in blood, you wanted me to escape alone, you said you had something to tell me, and you said..."

"say what?"

"..." Fan Qian couldn't continue.

Although he was looking down at the ground, he could clearly feel the gaze coming from above his head.

The back of his neck was hot, and it seemed that something inside his body was about to burn. He squeezed his palms tightly and took a few rounds of deep breaths. Although he still couldn't completely calm down, he at least started to have a clue.

Or maybe it was stimulated by that dream, which made him realize that he can't escape, and he can't escape. Even if he covers his ears, even if he doesn't see anyone, it doesn't mean he doesn't know anything.

He sighed: "I still can't figure it out, why is it like this, you said...say you love me or something..."

"You want to know?"

Hearing this, Fan Qian raised his head and met a pair of deep black eyes that even the night could not cover.

"What you want to know, I can tell you. Do you really want to know?"

Even though he asked this question, his eyes and tone made Fan Qian feel like "even if you don't want to know, you should clean your ears and listen clearly".

He twitched at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, and compared the length of about two centimeters with his index finger and big finger: "That... can you let me know so much first?"

"..."

During Lin Moguan's silence, Fan Qian was ready to be reprimanded, but in the end he heard a sentence: "You want to know why."

"What?" Fan Qian was stunned, but quickly understood, nodded, and clasped his hands behind his back, "Well, why..."

"There is no reason." Lin Moguan said, "You can like painting and small animals without a reason. I can like you without a reason."

Fan Qian was dumbfounded, does this make sense?

"You want to know when it started." Lin Moguan continued.

"En." Fan Qian nodded again.

"I can't give you a definite answer."

Lin Moguan half-closed his eyes, and his eyes caressed the corners of his eyes, slid along his cheeks to his chin, then moved up, and stopped at those nervously pursed lips.

"Just one day suddenly, I began to feel that the time with you was passing faster and faster. I hope it won't end. Every time I say goodbye to you, it becomes a kind of torture."

"..." Inexplicably, Fan Qian felt his heart tighten, as if he was being tormented by something, but he didn't know what it was.

"You want to know why I haven't said anything." Lin Moguan continued.

Fan Qian nodded silently.

"I was going to wait until your 25th birthday."

Huh?Fan Qian opened his eyes wide.

As if reading the "why?" in his eyes, Lin Moguan replied, "You keep saying that 25 is your lucky number. I hope that day will also be my lucky day, so that I won't hear you answer me 'I'm sorry' .”

"Sorry?" Fan Qian was confused, "What do you mean?"

"I love you not for your 'sorry'."

Fan Qian suddenly realized.In fact, to put it simply, I was afraid of being rejected by him!

So this person also has something to fear?Hey Hey……

Lin Moguan looked at his expression of wanting to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and pinched his chin: "Besides, you were too young before that, and there were too many meaningless and incomprehensible things. If you don't understand pressure, your decision doesn't matter." will really mature."

"Ah...is that so?" Fan Qian blinked blankly.

Lin Mo looked at him carefully, and the words were clear and profound: "I want you, not just for fun, but for the rest of my life."

Fan Qian was dumbfounded, and the unexpected confessions came one after another, which brought not only shock, but also unprecedented pressure.

In fact, if it were someone else, he might just smile and pass, but it was this person...

I don't know how to do it, and said stupidly: "Are you serious?"

"You still don't believe it?" Lin Moguan's eyes sharpened.

Fan Qian's heartbeat couldn't help beating a few times: "I... I don't know, I never thought about it..."

"Then start thinking about it now."

"..."

Fan Qian realized more and more clearly that this person definitely did not intend to let him go.

Could it be that he made a mistake before?He always thought it was an iceberg... It turned out that it was not at all, but the surface was covered with ice and snow, but the bottom was a lava volcano, and now it finally erupted, and it was out of control...

No, no, this is too sudden.There is still an early warning of the volcanic eruption, but this person didn't even give him any preparations, and all of a sudden...

He pressed his forehead and took two steps back: "I will think, I have to think carefully, don't force me, I... I will go first." After speaking, he turned and ran away.

In front of this person, he was in such a state of confusion that he couldn't think about anything, so it's better to be alone before talking.

Lin Moguan looked at his fleeing back, his eyes streamed slowly, and suddenly said: "Don't go far."

Fan Qian was taken aback for a moment, and looked back involuntarily.The man stood there, like a statue standing in the moonlight, alone, vaguely bleak and lonely, but with an indescribably cold aura, no longer like an iceberg, but a snow lotus blooming on the top of the iceberg.

Fan Qian was dazzled for a moment, and thought, how could such a person fall in love with him?Why have you been waiting for him for so many years?It should have been snatched away by someone else...

"Two years ago, I didn't want to leave you." Lin Moguan said, "Now, I won't let you leave me again."

Fan Qian was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran away in a hurry.

Run, run, if you don't run, you won't be able to run away, you will be swallowed from head to toe...

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Before dawn, Fan Qian woke up, couldn't sleep anymore, got up and left the room.

Even after a night, the trouble didn't lessen in the slightest, it kept turning and turning in his mind, almost driving him crazy.

He came to the street and took a deep breath. The morning air was cool and refreshing.It's a pity that his heart is not clear at all, his messy thoughts are knotted, and he doesn't know how to untie them.

In the end, he just couldn't figure it out, how could... be confessed?And it was that person who confessed to him, really...even if he was hit by a meteorite, it wouldn't be so weird, so unbelievable!

In fact, even if he was confessed, if he didn't want to accept it, he could refuse it.There was no rule that he couldn't refuse, even if he refused, they wouldn't be able to tear him apart, right?

However, after thinking about it this way, he realized belatedly that from yesterday until now, he seemed to have never thought about whether to refuse.

Did you accidentally forget it?Is it really frightened, and even the brain becomes difficult to use?Well……

Having said that, if he really refused, how would that person react?

──I love you, not to get your "I'm sorry".

──Two years ago, it wasn't that I wanted to leave you.Now, I won't let you leave me again.

──I want you, not just for fun, but for the rest of my life.

Goosebumps appeared on Fan Qian's body, he shrank his neck, and let out a long sigh.

Maybe it was a little bit of fun, but he hummed a song and walked aimlessly on the street, walking farther and farther without knowing it.

Probably because it was still too early, he hadn't met anyone since he came out of the inn.He stopped and thought about it, he had already walked a long way, and it was time to go back, otherwise it would be bad if he got lost.

Just as I was about to return, suddenly, there was a muffled "bang" sound from the back of my head.Before I could even feel the pain, it was dark before my eyes.

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Fan Qian began to believe that there is indeed a bad god in the world, and he has already entangled him, otherwise how could he be so unlucky?

First of all, I went to the cemetery to visit the grave, and I got into a car accident and died;

Then, she was reborn through time and space, and was almost raped by a pig when she woke up;

Then, he started fleeing, and others were reborn as the leader, and he became a troubled young master whose martial arts were abolished;

Then, I was confessed by my most trusted friend, and I was troubled, and suddenly—— I was kidnapped.

He woke up in a small tile-roofed house, on a broken bed, with his hands and feet heavily tied.Is it bad?Very bad.

But that's not the worst.

Later, an old woman came to bring him porridge, and he asked the old woman to let him go, but the old woman refused.He had no choice but to inquire about the current situation.The old lady was considerate of his feeling of "If you want to die, you have to understand it", so she gave him a rough explanation.

He is currently in a small village by the river, not far from the town where he was kidnapped, and not too close.As for the reason why he was captured, it was very simple, to feed the river god.

The people in the village rely on water for water, and seeing that the flood season is approaching, they will send sacrifices to the river god at this time—in fact, they throw people into the river to pray for the river god's mercy and not to cause floods.

In this way, Fan Qian, who was wandering alone in the street early in the morning, fell into the eyes of the villagers who went to grab the sacrifices.

Haha, this kind of thing can happen to him, or can the word "bad" be enough to describe it?

After the old woman left, Fan Qian tried his best to escape.

According to the old woman, the ceremony was held at night, and it was already mid-afternoon.If he couldn't get out before nightfall, he might really be dead.

When he was anxious in every possible way, a person entered his field of vision.That man was also a villager, young and silly, and seemed to have a congenital mental problem.

This person went in and out of the hut several times. The first time he came to deliver water, but the next few times he did nothing, just squatted down and looked at Fan Qian.If Fan Qian looked back too, for a longer time, that person would jump up and leave, but would come back soon and continue to look at him.

After going back and forth like this for no less than five times, Fan Qian finally understood that this guy came to see him just to see him!

At first, Fan Qian felt devastated, even annoyed, until he noticed a short knife stuck in the back of the opponent's waist.

There are some things that Fan Qian has never thought of doing in his life. If he could, he would rather never do them in his life, but——in order to survive, he fought hard.

He has already died once, and he can't die again... He still has a lot of things to do, and a lot of things he hasn't said clearly to others. He doesn't want to die, absolutely not!

So, when the mentally handicapped young man entered again, Fan Qian called out, "Brother."

The young man was startled, looked left and right, and then hesitantly said "Huh?"

"Brother, my body is itchy, can you scratch it for me?" Fan Qian made a lame excuse.Anyway, the other party is mentally retarded, so there is no need to be too careful.

The young man stared at Fan Qian, as if he was a little undecided, Fan Qian hurriedly squeezed out a miserable face and hummed twice.Hearing his voice, the young man was shaken. He moved over and stretched out his hand, but he didn't know where to stretch it, and he froze in midair.

Fan Qian raised his neck to meet him: "Come, hand over."

A few seconds later, the hand came over, and it was placed on the neck at first, but I still didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

He had to take the initiative to guide: "Not here, go down a little bit, go down a little bit, don't be outside the clothes... here, yes, and over there..."

Just like that, the young man's hands were being manipulated by Fan Qian, crawling up and down his body, from his shoulders to his chest, and then to his waist.

Of course, Fan Qian didn't have any reaction, even if he did, he was only disgusted and helpless.But gradually, the young man reacted, his face turned red, and he began to pant shortly.

There is no need for Fan Qian to say more, as long as he hums at the right time, it will be a good catalyst for the young people.Suddenly, his hand touched Fan Qian's crotch.

Even though he had expected it, Fan Qian was startled. He took a deep breath to keep calm, and with a dry smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "Brother, don't you have a knife? Can you cut the rope on my foot? My I can't open my legs..."

The young man seemed to think about it for a while, grabbed his shoulders, and wanted to turn him over.

Damn!Back style?Fan Qian was very frightened: "No, no, don't do this, let go of my feet, I think..."

Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting!But I have to go on: "I want to hug you, I don't need my hands, I can use my feet..."

The young man hesitated a little, but was finally persuaded, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and cut the rope on Fan Qian's feet.

Immediately afterwards, Fan Qian found that he wanted to take off his pants, and quickly said, "My body is still itchy, please feel it for me."

touch?People stopped touching it and gnawed it directly.On the shoulders, on the chest, greedily nibbling bite after bite.

At the same time, his hands were still rubbing under Fan Qian's crotch. Fortunately, he hadn't put his hands in his pants yet, otherwise Fan Qian might really vomit on the spot.

Unexpectedly, someone's face appeared in his mind... perhaps to be precise, it was that person's hand.

That hand was big and warm, and it had touched him like this before, even passing through the clothing to directly touch him, why didn't he feel strange at that time?Even if there is, it's just embarrassment, shyness...it's not so disgusting.

If it's that person at this time... Uh, what is he thinking?No, no, no, I can't think about it, no matter how bad the situation is, I can't think about it ─ ─!

Fan Qian shook his head, getting those things out of his mind.Returning his attention to reality, he glanced at the short knife that was casually placed on the bed by the young man out of the corner of his eye, stretched his foot over, hooked the handle of the knife with his toes, and moved the knife over bit by bit.

The young man has been concentrating on chewing on him, and has no time to watch.Finally, he moved the short knife closer, and he moved his body to rub it quietly, until his fingertips touched the handle of the knife, grabbed it, and began to cut the rope on his wrist.The knife was very sharp and cut the rope in a short while.

Free...he is free!

Taking a deep breath, he stretched out his hands to hold the young man's head.The young man raised his head in a daze, and only had time to look at him before he was pushed up abruptly and fell down from the bed.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, he hit the back of the young man's head on the ground and fainted on the spot.

Fan Qian couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.Bullying disabled people seems a bit unkind.But he is also forced to helpless, God will forgive him.

Anyway, it's not too late, he opened the door and looked, but there was no one outside.He retreated first, took off the young man's clothes and put them on himself, then messed up his hair to cover his face, and then went out.

I don’t know how to go back to the town. In short, it’s definitely not right to go to the river, so I’ll take a walk in the opposite direction.

After walking for a while, I suddenly heard someone calling, as if calling him.It seemed that he was really regarded as that young man.

He didn't dare to turn his head, so he quickened his pace and walked for a while, when the call came from behind again, more urgently than before.Can't help but glance back, it's terrible, several people are chasing this way, the farthest distance is only a hundred meters.

He immediately started to run. This was probably the most desperate run he had ever run in his life. He didn't dare to stop for half a step. He ran with all his strength, ran, ran!Even if you run and break your leg, you can't be caught back!

After running for an unknown amount of time, his knees suddenly gave way and he fell to the ground, only then did he finally have the time to look back.

There is no one left.Did he get rid of it successfully?

Half of the big stone in my heart was let go, I sat on the spot and took a few breaths, got up again, gritted my teeth, and staggered and continued to run forward.

I don't know when it started, the sky began to rain heavily.

Fan Qian was still running dully, when a house appeared in front of him, he went to take a closer look, it turned out to be a small temple, it looked like it had been abandoned for a long time, it was in tatters, and the tiles on the roof were incomplete.

Fan Qian couldn't run anymore, he almost crawled into the temple, found a place to lie down, and then didn't even want to move a finger.The eyelids seemed to be filled with lead and became heavier and heavier, so I had to close my eyes and let the fatigue surge up like a tidal wave and swallow me up.

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rain.There is the sound of rain.

Fan Qian opened his eyes, and sure enough, the raindrops were still falling from the dilapidated roof, soaking his pants legs.

After this sleep, he felt better mentally and physically.Moreover, the villagers have not caught up until now, so they must have given up on him, right?

Well, the escape was successful, so the next question is, how to get back to the town?There are few pedestrians on the road in rainy days, and the place is remote, maybe even no one can be found to ask for directions.

Or just stay in this ruined temple and wait until the rain stops before going out?But what if the rain doesn't stop?Um, I seem to be hungry...

He was lying in the same place, thinking wildly, when he heard footsteps suddenly, he was startled.Are those villagers still catching up?

Turning around, I saw a tall figure standing at the door, wearing a large cloak, the rainwater falling on it would not be absorbed at all, and it was rainproof.

The man took off the cap on the cloak, revealing a face shrouded in shadow, it was a face so handsome that it took one's breath away.

When Fan Qian saw it, he was really stunned for a moment, and immediately jumped up and rushed over.Full of surprises, he was about to hug him when he was suddenly grabbed by the skirt of his clothes and lifted up.

The sharp eyes looked him over from head to toe quickly, and the deep haze darkened those black eyes even more.

"What's this?"

"Huh?" Fan Qian was taken aback, and looked down at himself, only to realize that he was wearing clothes ripped off from someone else.

Just as I was about to explain, I heard again: "What is this?"

When he said this, Lin Moguan pressed his finger on Fan Qian's neck, and slowly stroked it down, pulling apart the tight skirt even further.On the white and smooth chest, several red teeth marks are very eye-catching.

Fan Qian was embarrassed besides embarrassment: "Well, it's a long story..."

"Say." Lin Moguan couldn't see any joy or anger on his face.

However, in those eyes as deep as the sea, Fan Qian saw the sea before the so-called storm.

He rubbed his head, thinking about how to explain, at this moment, several other people came over, all of them were members of Qingyu Sect.

Seeing Fan Qian, those people all showed expressions of relief.Of course, this is not out of concern for Fan Qian, but about Conglong's secrets and their leader.

From the time when he found out that Fan Qian was missing and then came out to look for it, the leader was silent and expressionless, but there was a tight sense of oppression on his body, as if if anyone accidentally bumped into him, he would shatter into pieces. ...Oh no, it's like crushing others.

Now that Fan Qian has been found, even if the leader of the sect finds someone to trouble him, he can just find Fan Qian directly.

Having said that, Lin Moguan didn't intend to talk to Fan Qian here and in front of these people.

Take Fan Qian out of the temple, help him mount the horse first, then mount himself, sit behind him, and return towards the town.

After a while, Fan Qian's statement was almost finished, and he began to confess.In fact, the matter itself was not his fault, he was also a victim, so he was still filled with righteous indignation and a little bit afraid when he said it.

If he hadn't tried his best to escape, then at this moment, he would have been thrown into the river by those ignorant villagers to feed fish and shrimp...

As for how he escaped, and how the clothes and teeth marks on his body came from, he wanted to skip it, but he couldn't, so he could only mention it briefly.

"Will you go out and run around alone next time?" Lin Moguan asked in a low voice.

Fan Qian scratched his head: "I won't run anymore." At least in the near future, I don't dare to run around anymore.

Then Lin Moguan fell silent, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Where did that person touch you?"

"What?" Fan Qian was stunned for a moment, before he could understand, he felt a hand slipping in from his collar, and his fingertips caressed his collarbone.

Lin Moguan narrowed his eyes: "here, he bit it, right?"

Fan Qian was surprised, can you feel this?Are the teeth marks that obvious?

Looking down, I realized that my whole body was wrapped in that big cloak by the person behind me, and I couldn't see anything.

Just as he was struggling with how to answer, the hand left and slid down to his chest, pinching the nipple.

He was startled immediately, and just about to speak, another word came from his ear: "Has he bit here?"

"Wh...not anymore!" Fan Qian rolled his eyes, grabbed the other's wrist and tried to pull it away.It's a pity that he lacks physical strength at the moment, not to mention that this person's strength is much stronger than him, no matter how much he pulls, it will be futile.

"Really?" Asked, fingers tightened.

Fan Qian even felt a tingle of pain, and the terrible thing was that this pain was accompanied by a strange pleasure...

hell!He gasped: "No, really not..."

Before he finished speaking, the nipples tightened again, painful and irritating.

There was nothing I could do, so I had to change my words: "Maybe, maybe..."

Finally, that cunning hand moved away, but continued to move down.

Fan Qian's face changed drastically, but it was too late to stop him, and there was a pressure from his crotch.

Of course, you have to try your best to push it away, but the result is a natural failure.

"Have you touched it?" Lin Moguan asked more and more briefly, but the dangerous breath in the words became stronger and stronger.

"No." Fan Qian replied without thinking, continued to push, and continued to fail.

"No?"

Through a layer of clothing, the palm slowly closed and held.

Fan Qian broke out in a cold sweat from fright, if that kind of place was pinched a few times, the pain would be small, and if the root of life was injured, it would collapse.

Almost crying without tears, he muttered softly, "Just... just rubbed it a few times."

Hearing this, Lin Moguan suddenly let go.Before Fan Qian could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that hand poke in from the waistband of his trousers, and now he was held directly without any hindrance from his clothes.

"You──" twisted and struggled, but the tight and firm embrace did not allow him to escape at all.

God, is this guy for real?

"What are you doing? Stop playing, let go! What do you want to do..."

"How many rubs?" Lin Moguan said lightly.But he didn't know whether he was repeating what Fan Qian said before, or was he declaring something.

Fan Qian couldn't explain it, and struggled in vain.

He gritted his teeth and endured for a while, but instead of stopping, the hand intensified, from rubbing to pushing up and down, and he finally couldn't bear it and cried out: "Are you enough? You've rubbed a lot, you... You stop, don't do it again..."

All words were ignored by Lin Moguan, and he fiddled with him for a while, before suddenly replying: "When he touched you, did you become like this?"

This way—that is, the appearance of standing upright.

Fan Qian blushed: "What are you talking about? Of course not!"

"Why not?" Lin Moguan asked, scraping his fingernails across the top of his clone.

But he felt a numbness in his waist, and he fell back uncontrollably, sinking deeper into the arms of the other party.

It's over... These three words quietly emerged from his mind like a ghost.

He squeezed out a voice between his teeth: "Why? No, no!" He paused, his brows furrowed tightly, "What do you think I am? How could I be made to react by that kind of person? It's so disgusting..."

Lin Moguan didn't speak, but the movements of his hands were obviously much gentler.

Even so, for Fan Qian today, his gentleness is also a kind of torture.Anyway, no matter what he did, Fan Qian was in pain.

Of course, the pain is not the matter itself, but──

"I beg you to stop, okay?"

Protesting is useless, struggle is useless, the only thing you can do is to beg, "I'm serious, please don't do it again, I said I didn't get hurt by that person, you don't have to punish me like this? You, you have a little shame. Is it? There are so many people behind..."

"They can't see." Lin Moguan said calmly, kissing his ear.

The soft tip of his tongue brushed against his earlobe, and Fan Qian's scalp was numb for a while: "Even if they can't see you, they can't be so shameless..." Swallowing his saliva nervously, his mouth is actually dry.

"Don't tell me you want to be with me right away...I'll kill you, I will!"

"I have no such plans."

"Really not?" Fan Qian strongly questioned, "What is that thing pushing me from behind? You obviously want to..."

"I do, but I'm not that shameless." Lin Moguan replied.

Fan Qian went crazy.

Can't say it, he can't say it!He obviously has a wooden face, but why can he speak so cunningly?Ahhh──I'm so mad at him!

Qi returns to Qi, but it still cannot overwhelm the pleasure that is constantly flowing and accumulating in the body.

That hand was really cunning, it picked the most sensitive part of him, and even violated the most vulnerable scrotum of a man, which was so sensitive that even Fan Qian himself didn't expect it, after only being kneaded a few times, he was Feeling the avatar bulging even more, a current surged up from the root, along the channel of desire to the top, and it turned into a love liquid overflowing.

He was out of breath, and shook his head unconsciously: "No, I really can't do it anymore, if I keep doing it, I'm going to... I can't..."

Hearing this, Lin Moguan's movements slowed down, and after a while, he really stopped.

For his belated obedience, Fan Qian was dumbfounded, his desire stuck there, it was torture within torture.

But after all, this is what he asked for. Besides, if he really climaxed like this, it would be too embarrassing and his clothes would get dirty.

Inhale and exhale repeatedly, trying to calm down.After an unknown amount of time, that hand suddenly came back, holding the desire that he had so hard to lower his head again.

"You!" He stared suddenly, "Are you kidding me? You..." The following words were swallowed by another person.

The unexpected kiss, the warmth beyond imagination, instantly made his heart beat faster and his blood flow faster, and then, all the hot blood in his body rushed to that place furiously.

Right in the palm of that person, bit by bit, it stiffened clearly and distinctly.

Shame, shame, shame, super shame!

My heart is terribly irritable, but my lips are greedy for those charming lips. When the inner wall of the mouth is rubbed by the soft tip of the tongue, even the heart is so soft that it seems to be melting.Until the end of this kiss, even a little reluctant to part.

He blushed and panted heavily, his rationality began to return, and he couldn't hold back his temper, cursing: "You bastard...how on earth do you want to tease me? You still say—you're ashamed to say you love me, that's all Are you bullying me?"

"I love you." Lin Moguan stared at him with deep eyes, "It's the same now."

"Do you have it?" Fan Qian snorted coldly, "Then why do I only feel that you are torturing me?"

Lin Moguan was silent for a while: "Love and hate are intertwined, do you know that?"

Fan Qian blinked, of course he knew the word itself, but—"What does this have to do with me?"

"Sometimes I really want to hold you in the palm of my hand and send all the good things in the world to you."

Lin Moguan said leisurely, "Sometimes, I really want to tie you up, hang you from the ceiling and beat you with a whip."

"You..." Fan Qian looked like he had eaten a fly, "You actually want to beat me with a whip? You are too cruel, too perverted."