Bab 209: Chapter 209: Shizun, Isn't It Exciting?!
Mo Ran also choked. Xue Meng was really very powerful. With this ruckus, whatever past life haze or not, there was not even a trace of it left. Right now, his mind was full of resentment and lust. He just couldn't understand why Xue Meng had to come and talk to Chu Wanning at this time — was he so free?
But he couldn't persuade Chu Wanning. He propped himself up and looked under the bed. Then he straightened up and kissed Chu Wanning, saying, "No."
"You —"
"Don't be angry. It's not that I don't want to listen to you." Mo Ran said, "But this bed is too low. I can't go in."
Chu Wanning, "… …"
"There's no wardrobe in this room, and there's only one window facing outside. I don't have anywhere to go. Let him go. "
Chu Wanning thought about it and could only say, "If there's anything, let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm already going to sleep."
"Just sit for a while, okay?" Xue Meng's voice was full of grievance and there was a faint nasal sound, "Shizun, my heart is really a bit messy. There are some things that I want to ask you face to face."
"… …"
"Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep until tomorrow."
Mo Ran was incomparably annoyed by his soft pleading. He also wanted to know what exactly Xue Meng had to say tonight, so he propped himself up and looked left and right. Suddenly, he thought of an idea. He whispered it in Chu Wanning's ear. Chu Wanning's face immediately darkened, "You're … … too ridiculous."
"Then let him go quickly."
Chu Wanning wanted to say something, but then he heard Xue Meng rustling leaves outside the door. Thinking that Xue Meng rarely pestered him like this, Chu Wanning silently cursed and pushed Mo Ran away, saying, "Just this once. … Also, hide the clothes on the ground. Don't miss them. "
Xue Meng waited outside for a while. Seeing that Chu Wanning still hadn't agreed, although he felt uncomfortable, he still persisted in calling out, "Shizun?"
"… I heard you. Come in. "
After getting permission, Xue Meng pushed the door open. As soon as he entered, he frowned. There was an indescribable faint smell in the room, but it was too faint. He couldn't tell what it was, but it smelled familiar to him.
As expected, Chu Wanning was already asleep. The thick curtains on his bed had been drawn down, covering the scene inside. When he heard Xue Meng come in, he raised his hand and lifted half of the curtains, revealing a hazy sleeping face. His eyes were half closed, as if he had just woken up and was still very sleepy. The corners of his eyes were slightly red and moist. He glanced at Xue Meng.
Xue Meng was a little embarrassed and muttered, "Shizun, I'm sorry for disturbing your sleep."
"It's fine. Sit down."
Xue Meng sat at the table.
Chu Wanning asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"I …" Xue Meng seemed very conflicted. After returning, he carefully thought for a while and suddenly remembered why the necklace on Mo Ran's neck looked so familiar — on the way to Confucian Wind Sect, Mo Ran had bought a necklace for Chu Wanning. At that time, he had snatched it and looked at it for himself. He felt that it was very beautiful and also wanted it.
At that time, Mo Ran had personally told him that it was the last necklace.
The more he thought about this matter, the more he felt strange and uneasy he felt. He was a person who couldn't keep his thoughts to himself. After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't bear it and came to this place.
But facing Chu Wanning's gaze, Xue Meng hesitated again. He really didn't know how to express himself.
After pondering for a long time, Xue Meng said in a muffled voice, "Shizun, don't you feel that Mo Ran … he's a little strange?"
As soon as he said this, Chu Wanning and Mo Ran's hearts skipped a beat.
Chu Wanning's expression didn't change. He asked, "… What's wrong?"
"Shizun doesn't feel anything?" Xue Meng found it very difficult to speak. After hesitating for a long time, he seemed to have finally thrown caution to the wind and braced himself, "I feel like he's … uh … trying very hard to please Shizun."
Xue Meng naturally didn't dare to say that he was "pursuing Shizun", but he stole a glance at Chu Wanning. His eyes were full of worry and panic.
Chu Wanning said, "… Why do you say that?"
"Actually, it's like this. Today, I …" It was hard to back down. Xue Meng braced himself and said, "Today, I … I saw something on his neck today."
Mo Ran, who was hiding behind the bed curtain, was shocked. He raised his hand and touched the crystal pendant hanging around his neck. His expression changed slightly.
Chu Wanning didn't realize what Xue Meng had seen. He still looked at him with furrowed brows, waiting for him to continue. After waiting for a while, Xue Meng didn't say anything. Instead, a large, warm hand touched his leg.
Chu Wanning's expression suddenly changed. He thought that Mo Ran was going to do something absurd. He hurriedly turned his head while Xue Meng wasn't looking. He looked into the depths of the bed covered by the curtain and saw Mo Ran pointing at his chain, reminding him with his mouth.
Chu Wanning understood immediately.
He thought for a moment and said, "Did you see the same chain as mine on Mo Ran's body?"
"No, no, no, I didn't mean anything else!" Xue Meng was anxious and embarrassed. He waved his hands, "I just thought it was a little strange. I …"
"It's fine." Chu Wanning said, "I was returning that chain to him."
"Ah, Shizun returned it to him?"
"It was uncomfortable wearing it, so I returned it to him."
Xue Meng immediately let out a breath of relief. His face, which had been pale since he came, finally had some color. He smiled, "I was wondering what was going on. At that time, he clearly told me that it was the last chain. I thought he …"
He kept going back and forth so many times. In the end, he just slapped his forehead and said dejectedly, "Shizun, pretend I didn't mention anything. My mouth is too stupid. I don't know how to explain. Ai, I'm really an idiot. "
Chu Wanning didn't know how to lie, so he didn't know how to persuade him. In reality, there were many things that went against one's conscience. Casually saying one sentence could completely cut off the relationship between Mo Ran and himself. Xue Meng only wanted to say this one sentence.
As long as Chu Wanning said "no", even if the truth was in front of Xue Meng, he would choose to believe his Shizun. But it was this kind of complete trust that made Chu Wan-ning unable to say it out loud. So, he could only silently watch Xue Meng in front of him, scratching her ears and scratching her cheeks while sighing.
He didn't want to say anything too absolute.
He watched as Xue Meng kept apologizing, saying that he was too stupid and rash. Chu Wanning suddenly felt very distressed and guilty. Although his expression didn't change much, still like an ancient well without ripples, he slowly said, "Xue Meng … …"
Xue Meng suddenly stopped and waited for him to speak.
What should he say?
Say, "I'm sorry. I hope you won't be disappointed in me in the end. I hope you'll be willing to recognize me as your master. " — — He couldn't say it. These words were too soft, too sweet, and too cruel.
Why should he ask Xue Meng to be willing to recognize him no matter what happened? People had to face meeting and separation, growth and change. Just like bamboo shoots growing taller, the outer layer of bamboo shoots would peel off sooner or later, wither, and turn to mud.
Xue Meng still had a long life ahead of him. There weren't many people who could accompany another person for these dozens of years. The past, the old people, they would all become the snake's shed, the bamboo shoots' clothes.
Xue Meng waited and waited, but didn't hear anything else. He opened his round eyes uneasily and muttered, "Shizun?"
"Nothing." Chu Wanning said faintly, "I feel like you're overthinking things. Just now, I wanted you to go find Elder Tanlang and ask for two bottles of Xiangxiang Dew to drink."
Xue Meng, "… …"
"Is there anything else?"
Xue Meng thought for a moment and said, "There is."
"What?"
"Shizun really wants to accept Nangong Si as a disciple?" Xue Meng had been holding this matter in his heart for a while. "Then, then wouldn't he become my eldest martial brother?"
"… … You care about this?"
"Yes." Xue Meng awkwardly rubbed the corner of his clothes. "I was the first before. If he's included, then I … …"
Seeing him like this, the haze in Chu Wanning's heart faded slightly. He couldn't help but smile slightly.
When Xue Meng was young, he loved to act spoiled with Madam Wang. After Mo Ran came, he loved to compete with Mo Ran in front of their parents. He didn't expect that even though he was already in his twenties, he still couldn't change this habit. A single Nangong Si stirred up his peacock tail feathers. He was still brooding about being first and second.
Chu Wanning said, "There's no difference. It's all the same."
"That won't do. I don't want him to be the eldest martial brother. Although he was the first to become a disciple, he was the last to be acknowledged by Shizun. I don't mind him joining the sect, but can he be the last to become the youngest martial brother? "Xue Meng was very serious about this." In the future, I'll call him Nangong martial brother. "
"… … Up to you."
Xue Meng was a little happier. When he was happy, he didn't want to leave even more.
Mo Ran was getting more and more irritated as he waited on the bed. He thought to himself, why is this guy so talkative? Why isn't he leaving yet?
Xue Meng didn't leave. Xue Meng said, "I still have something to ask Shizun."
"Mm." Chu Wanning was very indifferent. "Go ahead."
Mo Ran, "… …"
"Mo Ran told me today that Shizun promised him that he would be given a handkerchief … …"
Chu Wanning asked, "That … … mm, but I haven't made one yet. Do you want one too?"
Xue Meng's eyes immediately lit up. "Can I have one too?"
"I originally planned to give each of you one." Chu Wanning said, "I was always busy, so it was delayed."
Hearing this, Xue Meng was pleasantly surprised, but Mo Ran was completely stunned.
Wasn't … … wasn't he the only one who could have one?
Mo Ran instantly felt wronged. However, Chu Wanning was talking to Xue Meng, so he didn't notice Mo Ran's uncertain expression at all.
Xue Meng's gloominess was swept away, and he happily talked to Chu Wanning about the shape of the handkerchief he wanted. On the other side, Mo Ran felt more and more uncomfortable, especially when he saw Chu Wanning and Xue Meng talking so happily. Even though he knew there was nothing going on between them, he still felt very uncomfortable.
"Du Ruowen is difficult to stab. If you want Du Ruowen, I'll go back and ask Madam Wang."
"Difficult to stab?" Xue Meng was stunned, "Then it won't be troublesome. Stab whatever Shizun knows how to stab. What is Shizun best at?"
"… … Actually, I'm not very good at any flower or bird decorations," Chu Wanning was a bit embarrassed, and coughed lightly, "My best is the Heart Sutra of the Prajna Paramita."
"???"
Chu Wanning said, "When I was young at Wubei Temple, I … … Huaizui taught me. I … … "Before he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned, his expression changed slightly, and he suddenly pursed his lips.
Xue Meng was stunned, "Shizun, what's wrong with you?"
"… …" Chu Wanning actually seemed to hesitate for a while, and then said, "Nothing … … Do you have anything else?"
"Yes, there is, there is one more thing, but I forgot. Let me think … …" Xue Meng lowered his head and thought again. After he lowered his eyes, Chu Wanning almost couldn't help but gasp lightly, and a pair of angry eyes suddenly glared at the person in the depths of the bed.
Mo Ran had originally only done a few ambiguous and erotic actions, wanting Chu Wanning to drive Xue Meng away as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, when he turned back and glared at him, the corners of his eyes slightly red and he looked like he couldn't resist, suddenly ignited a fire in his heart.
He was originally a very animalistic person, and in some aspects, he was extremely barbaric and primitive. The reason why he endured and restrained himself was because he loved Chu Wanning too much, and he felt too guilty. This love and guilt seemed to be the shackles on his neck, so he didn't do anything excessive on the bed.
But at this moment, his irritation and jealousy broke the shackles on his neck. His moist dark eyes stared at Chu Wanning silently and dangerously for a while, and then he suddenly did something hot-headed.
He leaned over, and at a place separated from Xue Meng by a curtain, burrowed under the brocade quilt, and climbed up Chu Wanning's slender and strong legs.
The surroundings were dark, and the bedding blocked out all the light, so his senses became more and more stimulating. He could clearly feel that Chu Wanning was slightly trembling. Suddenly, he put a hand on his shoulder, his five fingers burning hot, holding on to his strong and broad shoulders, and pushed him to the side.
This was the only thing Chu Wanning could do to stop him from under the blanket.
Instead, it gave Mo Ran the desire to tear him to pieces.
Xue Meng was still talking, but what he said was not important. Mo Ran only listened absent-mindedly. When he heard him say something like, "It doesn't matter what Shizun stabs, I like it all." Mo Ran became more and more angry. His breath was already at the base of Chu Wanning's thigh. He knew where that tender desire was, but he didn't touch it.
He turned his face, his eyelashes fluttering. He kissed the skin on Chu Wanning's inner thigh, sucking and licking, leaving behind an ambiguous mark that was destined to be difficult to fade away.
Chu Wanning trembled even more. Right now, he was probably regretting his decision to leave Mo Ran behind. His fingernails dug deeply into Mo Ran's shoulder, but he couldn't stop this madman.
"Shizun, are you listening?"
"En … …"
Mo Ran waited, his lips hovering not far from Chu Wanning's desire. His hot and moist breath brushed against Chu Wanning's newly formed sex organ. He didn't move, waiting for a crazy and exciting opportunity.
And then, he waited. Xue Meng asked something. It didn't matter, and Mo Ran didn't mind, so he didn't hear it clearly. But Chu Wanning had to answer him. The moment Chu Wanning opened his mouth to answer, Mo Ran moved closer under the blanket, greedily taking in the burning desire of the person beneath him.
"… …!"
Chu Wanning's entire body tensed up in an instant. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his fingers had already scratched Mo Ran's skin. But Mo Ran didn't care at all. He was excited by Chu Wanning's reaction, excited by the two's secret desire. Of course, he knew Chu Wanning's tolerance. Even if he pulled down his underwear and plunged it in, Chu Wanning wouldn't make a sound. So Mo Ran was unrestrained.
Of course, he also knew that although Chu Wanning was extremely unwilling, the pleasure of his body was real. The sex organ in his mouth was hard and hot, and the plump and smooth shaft was pressed against his throat. It wasn't a good feeling, but deep down, he was willing to suck it.
Chu Wanning was stimulated by being wrapped up like this. But he was still able to endure and suppress his emotions while answering Xue Meng's questions. His self-control, whether in this life or the previous one, was just as amazing.
He suppressed it very well, but his voice was slightly lower than usual, and his speed was slightly slower. If it wasn't for the fact that Mo Ran was on his bed right now, he wouldn't have dared to believe that this man was enjoying the ultimate pleasure and stimulation.
In the end, Xue Meng nodded and said, "I understand."
"Since you understand, then quickly go back." Chu Wanning said, "Don't let your thoughts run wild. It's not early anymore."
Xue Meng stood up and said, "Then, Shizun, I'll be leaving … … That's right, can I help Shizun put out the lights?"
"… … Okay."
It was a deep throat. Chu Wanning opened his mouth slightly, but didn't make a sound.
But he frowned, his eyelashes trembled, and his face was slightly red.
Xue Meng hesitated, "Shizun, do you have a fever?"
"… … No."
"But why is your face a little red?" In his worry, Xue Meng didn't think too much about it. As he stood up, he raised his hand and touched Chu Wanning's forehead.
This was something that Chu Xiaoning never expected. On one hand, he was forced to do this kind of erotic thing with Mo Ran, and on the other hand, his forehead was being touched by another disciple who didn't know anything. In front of him was Xue Meng's concerned gaze, but the blanket was being sucked by Mo Ran. His warm mouth wrapped around him, imitating the action of thrusting. The pleasure was almost overpowering, and the shame was about to drown him. He had no choice but to use every bone, every inch of flesh to restrain himself, to make himself gasp and moan.
"It's not hot … …" Xue Meng muttered, "Shizun, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Mo Ran thought to himself, uncomfortable? How could it be uncomfortable? Your Shizun is probably going to die from pleasure. It's all because you're here that I can't make him feel better. Why aren't you leaving?
As the gloominess in his heart grew deeper and deeper, Xue Meng was finally sent away by Chu Wanning. Xue Meng was very dedicated. He helped his Shizun put out the lights, said goodbye, and then walked out.
As soon as he heard the sound of the door closing, Chu Wanning went crazy with anger. He suddenly threw open the blanket and grabbed Mo Ran's hair, forcing him to come over. Then he slapped him neither lightly nor heavily, and scolded him in a low voice in the darkness, "You bastard … … Ugh!"
In response, Mo Ran panted anxiously, and his bright black eyes were blurred with desire. Most men were beasts in front of lust, and when they slept with their beloved, they were beasts who had swallowed aphrodisiacs. Mo Ran was hit by him, but he didn't feel any pain. Instead, he grabbed his hand and pressed it on the bed, and then tore off the last of his clothes. When their skin touched, both of them couldn't help but moan.
Mo Ran didn't say much, but the light in his eyes was somewhat crazy. His lower body was hard to the point of pain, and his round and terrifying penis was oozing with sparkling liquid. He rubbed Chu Wanning's lower abdomen with intoxication, and that smelly liquid made Chu Wanning's abdomen wet and sticky.
Just now, he had bullied Chu Wanning so fiercely, and now this fire was burning his body. Just now, Chu Wanning used all of his willpower to not moan, and now Mo Ran used the same willpower, not allowing himself to lift Chu Wanning's leg and fiercely thrust his swollen and painful penis in.
His muscles tightened, and he kissed him fiercely, rubbing against him mindlessly. He only wanted to go in, and his heart was burning with desire. His primitive nature drove him to only want to penetrate, to completely conquer him, to tear him apart, to make him accept him, to swallow him, to be f * cked by him, and to become his own.
"Get up … Baby, get up …" he muttered. "Hurry, if you don't hurry up, I won't be able to take it anymore. Put your legs closer together …"
Taking advantage of the last bit of rationality that had not disappeared, Mo Ran murmured hoarsely. He pulled Chu Wanning up, and just like last time, he inserted his burning penis between his thighs, hitting and rubbing violently.
He was hitting so hard that sweat gathered on his chest, and the light in his eyes was extremely bright.
He held onto Chu Wanning's waist, and because of this kind of tickling, he felt more and more dissatisfied, and more and more energetic. He didn't say too many dirty words, and only fiercely and with all his might, his burning penis rubbing against Chu Wanning's private parts every time. His penis bumped against Chu Wanning's thighs, and his sac slapped against his buttocks.
Chu Wanning was knocked into a daze by him, but Mo Ran's other hand still reached over at the wrong time, holding onto his erect penis, rubbing and stroking it.
"Ah …"
Mo Ran bit his shoulder, nibbling, and then said softly, "Don't shout, the soundproofing here is not good. I'm afraid Xue Meng hasn't gone far."
Chu Wanning didn't make a sound anymore. His eyes were misty, and he was lying on the bed being comforted by Mo Ran, bearing the fierce impact of the knife again and again. At this moment, that thick and terrifying huge thing was going in and out between his legs. He didn't dare to imagine what it would feel like to have that thing in, and he trembled slightly …
That night, they did it three times. In fact, it was Chu Wanning who was tormented three times, and in the end, his consciousness was scattered. He remembered that he was tightly hugging the man on top of him, kissing and lingering, and felt an inexplicable heartache.
Chu Wanning kissed him in a clumsy manner, but Mo Ran couldn't take the stimulation and panted, "Don't seduce me …"
Chu Wanning was stunned.
Seduce him?
Who seduced him …
He was angry, amused, and helpless. Chu Wanning said, "Then I can't just do nothing and let you do as you please?"
Mo Ran leaned over and kissed him on the ear, "Just let me do as I please."
There was a trace of bitterness in his tone, and with a careful sniff, a storm was coming. The room was very dark, but when Chu Wanning looked up, he could clearly see the bitterness in Mo Ran's eyes.
Chu Wanning didn't know what he was thinking, but he suddenly had a hot thought. Before Mo Ran could react, he flipped over and sat on Mo Ran's waist, holding Mo Ran's hands and looking down at him.
Mo Ran was slightly shocked, "Shizun, you …"
Chu Wanning didn't make a sound. His phoenix eyes were very bright, and his ears were burning red, "I already said to listen to me today. I don't have the heart to say this."
Then he slowly got up and lowered himself. Mo Ran watched his movements and felt his scalp go numb. All the blood in his body was rushing and screaming, he said, "Don't mess around. If you … you won't be able to make it tomorrow."
But Chu Wanning turned a deaf ear. When this person was stubborn, he really did things his own way and didn't care about other people's words.
Mo Ran's back was numb. On one hand, he really wanted Chu Wanning to take the initiative and sit on top of him, but on the other hand, he really didn't want Chu Wanning to do such a thing at this time. He knew that once he went in, after enduring for so long, there was no way he would back out after doing it once.
In fact, when he looked back, in the days and nights of his previous life, when was there ever a time when he could hold back and only do it once? On the craziest night, the night he applied aphrodisiac on Chu Wanning, he almost tormented the moaning man on and off all night.
In the end, he couldn't ejaculate much, but he still didn't know how to stop, and just like that, he stuffed it into the sticky and constricted intestines of his.
He rubbed his legs, their tongues tangled, and he inserted himself inside him, saying dirty words that made people blush and their hearts beat faster.
"Does it feel good?"
"Shizun, you're still sucking me down there."
"I ejaculated so much, did it satisfy you?" At that time, he even forced Chu Wanning to lower his head and look at the place where they were connected. Then he intimately reached out and stroked Chu Wanning's tight lower abdomen, and said slowly and hoarsely, "Your stomach is full of my semen, what do you do?"
He said those absurd words, his eyes full of lust and desire, like a wild beast.
"Will Shizun be pregnant with my child? Hmm? "
He thrust inside again, and because of this action, the sticky love liquid that was left behind from the many times before seeped out from the edge of the two of them.
The drug had not yet dissipated, and Mo Ran looked at the man in his arms trembling and softening because of his little action. He couldn't help but let out a soft groan, and his eyes couldn't help but darken. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he began to play with him again and again, to please him …
At that time, he hated that he couldn't not be the Emperor of the Cultivation World.
His desire for Chu Wanning had always been so strong, to the point that he just wanted to find a room to lock Chu Wanning up, do nothing every day, see no one, and only focus on making love with Chu Wanning. He wanted to let Chu Wanning lie down and be f * cked by him, against the wall and be f * cked by him, lie on the bed, spread his long legs and be f * cked by him, and ride on his body and be repeatedly thrusted.
It would be best if he could see Chu Wanning being f * cked until he was speechless, f * cked until he cried and begged for mercy, f * cked until his sex organ uncontrollably spurted out love liquid — it would be best if he didn't have to come out of Chu Wanning's body at all in this life. That would be the ultimate pleasure of the human world.
Mo Ran knew that the bottom of his heart was like lava, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. His black eyes stared at Chu Wanning, warning and pleading, "Shizun, don't do this …"
"Then do something else." Chu Wanning's cheeks were boiling, but his eyes were very stubborn.
Before Mo Ran had time to think about what else he was talking about, he saw him bend down and bury himself. His movements were very fast, not giving Mo Ran a chance to refuse, and not giving himself any time to hesitate.
He took Mo Ran's ferocious sex organ in his mouth.
"Ah …"
His abdomen suddenly tightened, and it was as if lightning had passed through his spine.
At first, Mo Ran instinctively closed his eyes because of the pleasure, and then he inserted his fingers into Chu Wanning's long hair. His large hand with distinct joints tightly grasped the back of Chu Wanning's head, and his muscular chest heaved up and down violently.
"Wanning …"
Tears seeped out of the corners of his eyes. Was it excitement, or gratitude?
Was it pain, or pleasure …
It was no longer clear.
His male sex organ uncontrollably swelled in his lover's mouth, and his tendons were clearly defined. It was extremely violent, terrifying, and invasive.
Chu Wanning couldn't hold such a big thing at all, but he still imitated what Mo Ran did, licking his penis. He was so ashamed that his whole body trembled, but his love made his chest warm. He tried his best to take that huge penis and penis into his mouth, but halfway through, it was already stuck in his throat. That burning sensation and faint smell made him want to vomit.
Mo Ran's heart ached. He hurriedly said to Chu Wanning, "Darling, there's no need, just …"
Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but groan.
Because Chu Wanning stubbornly refused to admit defeat, even on the bed, he began to move, began to suck and thrust … Mo Ran wasn't a short-tempered person in the past, and it was even more so when he was the Emperor Ta. Those men and women served him in all kinds of ways, but he didn't feel moved.
But Chu Wanning leaned on his crotch, kissing him, sucking him.
His eyes were filled with white, and then it was pitch-black. Then it was colorful, and then it was empty.
It was too exciting.
Mo Ran couldn't help but tilt his head back slightly, gasping for breath in a low voice. His slender and well-proportioned arms couldn't help but stroke Chu Wanning's long hair, and let out a sexy and deep groan.
His Wanning, his Shizun …
Wanye Yuheng Beidou Celestial Lord.
The most handsome man in the world …
The white and flawless Chu Wanning was willing to do such a thing for him.
There was no drug, no coercion.
It was done willingly …
Mo Ran's eyes were wet, and his dark eyelashes trembled slightly.
It was done willingly.
Chu Wanning's technique wasn't good, and his control of strength wasn't right either. Sometimes when he didn't pay attention, his teeth would hurt him, but he almost couldn't help but surrender under Chu Wanning's stimulation. When he finally released, there were wet tears in the corners of his eyes.
He pulled Chu Wanning into his arms and hugged him tightly, kissing him non-stop. He only felt that his heart was so painful, but it was also so warm. It was so painful.
"Wanning …" He murmured in his ear again and again, "Wanning …"
Chu Wanning's black phoenix eyes were moist because of desire. He glanced at him, then lowered his eyelashes because of shame. After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you like it?"
That gentle question penetrated his blood and flesh.
The pain was deep.
Mo Ran hugged him tightly and said slowly, "I like it."
Chu Wanning's ears turned even redder. He got approval, so he didn't say anything.
Mo Ran couldn't help but stroke his hair, and said softly, "I only like you … I like you the most … Wanning."
There's no one better than you in this world.
Other than you, no one can touch my heart.
Shizun.
I love you so much.
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