The smell of blood spreads between the lips and teeth...
Ning Yuan was slightly startled, and the next moment, he immediately turned away from the guest!
He squeezed the young man's waist with a big palm, and with a strong force, he turned the person over. The long arms like a copper wall and iron wall firmly held the person in his arms, and followed the sweet, delicious and mellow lips, and swept up. .
The air seemed to have the whine of clambering weapons, and the space was so small that it could not accommodate a third person, the atmosphere was exceptionally hot, and a faint pant inadvertently flowed out of his lips.
The carriage was about to turn to the street where the beautiful pavilion was located. The coachman sat outside with his neck and sleeves curled up. Hearing the sound that was so low that it was inaudible, but lingering in his ears, the bark seemed to make his old face twitch. Silently raised his horse whip and began to make a detour around the city.
If someone pulls the car door at this moment and probes in, you can see the bloody scene inside.
The boy was riding on a tall and strong man, both of whom were wearing brocade robes. At this moment, the fine satin was torn and crumpled into a ball, hung on the boy's shoulders, revealing his round shoulders.
The man's chest was open, his upper body was exposed to the air, his shirt was rudely torn off by the boy, and the exquisitely crafted robe was shattered into fragments under the boy's sharp claws.
Ning Yuan curled her thin lips, her dark narrow phoenix eyes with a smile, with a faint heat that burned everything, thin, tight, and dense glue on the boy's face, never leaving half a point.
He just half-lied in the small carriage in a seemingly uncomfortable posture. The small table case had been overturned long ago, and he let the young man do evil on him.
The lingering satisfaction in my heart almost died out.
Suddenly, the young man's sharp nails ran across his chest. Ning Yuan didn't defend himself. He hissed abruptly and soothed funny: "Keep it light, light it, I won't run!"
But this sentence was like touching a young man’s scales. The young man grabbed his long hair abruptly, stared at the two misty cat pupils, and threatened him with gritted teeth, "Where do you want to go," Do you dare to leave me and give you a discount on your legs!"
Oh!
Ning Yuan always knew that the teenager was arrogant and self-willed, but he didn't know that after drunk, he was even more bold.
The strength of the young man was really real. Ning Yuan felt that his scalp was numb, and his heart seemed to be a tigress when he married in the future. But he kept whispering in his mouth, "I won't leave, I won't leave if you chase me, really, goodbye~"
His hot palm lightly patted the young man's back to soothe her, trying to relieve her confusion and panic that she didn't know where it came from. After holding her quietly for a while, the boy's emotions gradually stabilized.
Before Ning Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, his body was pushed down again. The boy bit his lips with red eyes, and said, "Say, you are mine!"
"You are mine." Ning Yuan repeated obediently.
Su Kui frowned and twisted his waist tenderly, "No!"
Ning Yuan burst into laughter, and saw that the young man on his face was annoyed, so he stopped and stopped teasing her. In a tone that was gentle enough to melt everything, he said: "I am yours, I will never change it for generations to come!"
Hold your fingers together, place them to your lips, and lightly brand a kiss.
Su Kui was satisfied, her eyes narrowed, her body swayed twice, and she lay down on Ning Yuan and fell asleep.
Ning Yuan: "..."
and so? The blood that spurred him spurted, almost after the explosion. The teenager actually fell asleep comfortably
Ning Yuan's brain jumped suddenly, his thin lips pursed and pursed, only to resist the urge to pull the young man up and spank his butt, and picked up the big open to wrap his body.