The little wolf dog that still smelled of milk sat obediently, its jet-black hair shimmering, making people want to reach out and stroke it just by looking at it. Especially this little wolf dog who is usually cold and ignorant and sharp-edged is staring at your cute little appearance with a pair of dark blue eyes, and the bright eyes are full of longing as if begging for food The look in his eyes is really painful.
At least at this moment, Mute was instantly hit by that little aggrieved look in confusion.
Ahhh—what a super foul.
The boy who was originally deliberately teasing Troll endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold it back. He bent down again, held the face that was looking up at him with both hands, and kissed him again.
Of course, he didn't hold back his hand, and stroked the black and smooth hair.
After such a masturbation, he repeated his old trick, quickly backed away, and deliberately avoided meeting Troll's gaze, so as not to be tempted by that face again and forget his original intention.
Mutt, however, forgot.
The man in front of him is not a little wolf dog at all, but a majestic wolf king who was bloody fought with his sharp claws in the interstellar jungle.
Just as he was hiding back again, a pair of hands stretched out like lightning, wrapped his arms around his waist, and grabbed him hard. Mute, who was still retreating, was unprepared, staggered forward, and fell into the arms of the owner of those arms. Because the back was tightly hugged, he had to press his knees apart on the sofa, and naturally sat on Troll's lap. However, Mute immediately reacted after being caught by surprise at the beginning.
He is not in a hurry, nor is he in a panic. Even the major general who used to be a white-skinned but black-cut and skilled man, he can coax him into obedience and listen to his own words, let alone the innocent man now. It's a bit of a well-behaved Troll.
Sitting on Troll's lap with his arms around his waist, Mutt didn't struggle, and just raised his head to look at the person.
Troll looked down at him, his dark blue eyes were as bright as stars. There was still a little redness on the snow-white cheeks, and the thin lips seemed to be lit with a cluster of red flames, burning up, making that handsome face even more bewitching.
As soon as Mutt raised his head, he saw Troll bowed his head and leaned towards him, wanting to kiss him.
The beauty is alluring, if it is Mute who has just been with Troll for a short time, he will probably lose his mind for a while and let the other party kiss him. However, the current Mutt has been tested on the battlefield for a long time - although he still can't sit still, he can still resist the opponent's beauty a little bit.
So, when Troll lowered his head, he raised his hand and pressed his index finger on the other's lips, keeping him from approaching.
"no."
The boy said, he raised his head and put his finger on the man's thin lips.
The lips pressed by his fingertips pursed, and the man who was resisted by him didn't come over forcefully, but just kept this movement to look at him.
Troll didn't say anything, didn't move, just pursed his lips and looked at Mute motionlessly. Although there was no expression on his face, the blue eyes that were still shining like stars a second ago dimmed a little when Mutt pressed his lips, and the pupils moved slightly. The grievance that went down rose again.
He looked at Mute, as if the erect wolf ears of the majestic wolf king just now suddenly fell down, half-raised, and hung down, looking listlessly and aggrieved at the young man who refused to let him approach.
It looks pathetic.
How can the current major general be so cute-this-what-cut-love!
With a villain in his heart rolling wildly, Mute couldn't help but want to cover his chest again.
He took a deep breath, and with great difficulty, he resisted the urge to hug the other party and hug him, and tried his best to suppress his calm expression.
Bullying the major general who looks like this is too addictive.
It's simply unstoppable.
"no."
Mutt repeated again, he and Troll looked into each other's eyes, and shook his head slightly.
When he said this, the light in his blue eyes dimmed a bit, and his lips pursed even more.
"If Your Majesty is obedient..."
Mutt said softly, the corners of his lips raised, and the corners of his eyes curled up.
He pressed the index finger in the middle of the other's lips and slowly slid to one side, the fingertips brushed over the thin lips, landed on the corners of the other's lips, and rubbed lightly as if teasing.
"...I'll teach you tomorrow."
At this time, the boy's fingers had slipped away, no longer blocking Troll's lips.
Because they were hugged by the waist, their bodies were very close, and their faces were also very close. As long as Troll lowered his head, he could bite the pink lips in front of him, and Mute couldn't even hide.
But Troll didn't move, he stared at Mutt, his gaze slowly moving between Mutt's lips and eyes. He seemed to be hesitating, looking at his prey, or the master, with his eyes, trying to figure out the other party's thoughts, so as to decide what he would do next.
After a while, his Adam's apple squirmed slightly, as if he was suppressing his hunger and thirst, and swallowed his desire and desire.
So cute.
Mute, who was smiling with his eyes bent, thought so in his heart, stretched out his hand and stroked the velvety smooth and delicate black hair, and then kissed the corner of the other's eyes like a reward.
Troll raised his eyes to look at him, and leaned over hesitantly, as if he wanted to imitate Mutt's action and kiss the corner of his eyes.
Mute bent his eyes and looked at him and smiled, without any movement to stop him, nor did he say no, the man immediately understood, and quickly imitated Mute's appearance and kissed him at the corner of Mute's eyes. After the kiss, he seemed to feel that something was wrong again, and he frowned and thought about it.
The clumsy movement of the young emperor of "First Taste of Love" is not so much a kiss, but a direct bump of his mouth at the corner of Mutt's eyes.
Seeing Troll's wonderful expression of frowning and wondering if something was wrong, Mutt held back his laughter. He leaned over again, lifted the black hair on his forehead with his fingers, and kissed him gently again. Troll's forehead. Troll raised his eyes, glanced at him with slender phoenix eyes, and slowly leaned over. This time, the flexible thin lips touched the corner of Mute's eyes lightly. kissed.
The man's expression was calm from beginning to end, as if he was purely imitating Mute's movements, but from Mute's perspective, it was clear that Troll's ear tip moved slightly when he kissed him.
The tip of the ear moved once, and then moved again, revealing the excitement of the man who wanted to pretend to be comfortable at the moment.
Sure enough, compared to the wolf king or something, the little wolf dog is cuter and more painful~~
After letting Troll rub his arms around him for a while, Mute put his hands on the opponent's shoulders and pushed him away. Troll frowned, seemingly a little unhappy, but after looking at the boy's black eyes for a while, he obediently obeyed Mutt's strength and moved his body back.
Mutt patted the arm that was still around his waist in a gesture, Troll thought for a while, and continued to relax the strength in his hand obediently, allowing Mutt to stand up.
The boy who stood up saluted the black-haired emperor.
"It's time for me to step down, Your Majesty."
It was quiet for a while, and after a while, he heard a low hum from the other party.
Mutt bowed slightly, saluted again, and then turned to leave. However, as soon as he took a step, the door opened, and someone rushed in, yelling unceremoniously as soon as they entered the door.
"Boss, what you want to learn—"
Robin's voice stopped abruptly the moment he saw Mute, stuck in his throat, unable to move up or down. After being stuck for a while, he adjusted his expression and showed a big smile at Mutt.
"Aren't you usually going to dinner by this time?" he said, with a haha. "Not yet?"
Mutt said nothing, just staring at the thumb-sized transparent information card in Robin's hand.
The small square information card slowly rotated on the base, occasionally reflecting a little metallic luster. Mutter naturally knew what it was, and it was one of his jobs to send information cards loaded with various information to people in different departments.
"What is this?" he asked.
"Military secrets." Robin said, without changing his face and heartbeat, "The highest level you can't touch, you go to dinner, I have something to discuss with the BOSS."
Believe you are a ghost.
Throwing old fritter Robin a blank stare, Mutt turned around and looked at Troll.
Troll glanced at the information card in Robin's hand, and met Mute's gaze again. There was no embarrassing expression on his face, but he pursed his lips with a little displeasure.
He didn't think there was anything embarrassing about asking Robin to help him find that information. He just didn't want Mutt to know that he didn't understand anything—as for the reason, he didn't know it himself, anyway, he just didn't want to. Therefore, when Mute looked at him with questioning eyes, he didn't say a word.
Mutt raised an eyebrow.
"Military secret?"
He pointed to the white light on the information card.
"Top military secret without any encryption rings?"
Even for the most basic military secrets, at least one to three encryption rings will be added.
Robin was dumbfounded.
Just now he said that with a smooth mouth, but it was exposed all at once. So, his eyes wandered over to his boss, and he showed a questioning look at Troll. It's a pity that Troll sat there with his eyes lowered, as if he was meditating on something, and didn't meet his eyes at all.
He didn't get any hint from the boss, and the boss didn't seem to stop him from speaking, so Robin coughed twice again and answered in a low voice.
"Cough, it's actually nothing... just, um, action education film, um, um, between men, BOSS said to learn."
Mute: "..."
"That's it, it's nothing."
Haven't you done the same thing before
Throwing such a look at Mute, Robin took a few steps forward, intending to throw something to the boss, and then run away immediately, so as not to be caught between the two and continue to toss together.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand to hand over the information card, the boy over there reacted suddenly, a blue light flashed in his dark pupils, the information card in Robin's hand suddenly floated, and he flew into Mute's hand.
no.
Grab something, Mutt thought.
If the major general learned how to do it, then it would be fine. With the major general's learning ability, I am afraid that within two days, he will have to go back to the previous situation where he was tossed and cried by the major general.
Robin, who had been robbed of his things, shrugged, expressing his innocence, then ran away decisively and disappeared into the room. Mute didn't pay attention to that guy either. He held the thing in his hand, thought for a while, and squatted down at Troll's feet. He rested his arms on Troll's lap, resting his chin on them, looking up at Troll.
"Can you not read these?"
The boy's bright black eyes met with Troll's.
"I will teach you, kissing, and other things, I will teach you." He asked, "Can you promise me not to watch those, just learn what I teach you, okay?"
Troll lowered his head to look at Mutt, and his eyes met his for a while.
"it is good."
He replied, the figure of the young man in front of him looking up at him was deeply reflected in those dark blue star pupils.
...
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Mute felt that he was right. Fortunately, he blocked the 'special' materials that Robin sent over at that time—because Troll's learning ability was indeed too fast.
Two days ago, he could easily tease Troll, who had never kissed before, and deal with Troll's "just learned" green kiss with ease. Immediately reversed.
At this moment, being pressed on the sofa, his lips and tongue were blocked so that there was no emptiness, and the tip of his tongue was tightly strangled. The sensitive part of the mucous membrane was sucked and licked again and again. The sensation exploded from the back of his neck, almost making it hard for him to breathe.
His nostrils flickered rapidly, breathing continuously, but he couldn't absorb enough oxygen. The long-term lack of oxygen made his cheeks flush, and his eyes glowed a little, and his fingers instinctively grabbed the man who was pressing on him.
It wasn't until the man who seemed to be snatching oxygen from his mouth let him go that he was freed from the urgency of lack of oxygen, and he opened his mouth and panted rapidly.
This is not the person's good kissing skills! It's just because of my good lung capacity!
In just two days, Mute, who was once again crushed by Troll in the matter of kissing, was panting and thinking so dissatisfiedly, while glaring at Troll with eyes that were forced to glisten.
Mo Lan's pupils twitched slightly, and Troll, who had been stared at, leaned over, and firmly bit the boy's slightly red and swollen lips from being rubbed.
Perhaps even Troll himself wondered why he was so obsessed with what he once thought was a silly lip-to-mouth act.
He didn't understand the reason, but he knew that he was obsessed with the feeling that the blood in his body was burning when he kissed. This feeling is very similar to what he has seen before, the feeling of taking drugs that are extremely destructive to human nerves.
It is said that drugs are addictive, he thought, the person in his arms is a human drug to him.
This kind of unknown, turbulent emotion...something seems to warn him of the horror and danger of this kind of emotion...but he can't help but indulge in it.
That burning feeling, that feeling of beating heart, that boiling heat made him really understand what the so-called 'alive' feels like.
However, there is a shadow of indefinability in this incomparably fascinating and joyful feeling that makes him feel his own existence.
He looked down at the slightly flushed cheeks, the watery black eyes of the person below him, and the slightly parted lips that were exhaling rapidly.
The original light pink lips showed a little color after being ravaged, like the juice dripping from overripe petals, I just wish I could lick it clean, I just wish I could bite it and swallow it belly.
The originally pink flower buds are extremely alluring when they bloom.
…
Such an alluring color had also bloomed for another man before.
When vague thoughts flashed by, there was a suffocating feeling in his chest as if he was blocked by something heavy.
There was a little more shadow in the dark blue pupils, Troll leaned over, this time, his lips slowly slid down the chin of the still panting young man. Mute's neck is very slender, and the skin on it is very tender, and it will leave red marks when it is sucked lightly.
The man's eyes darkened again.
He remembered yesterday, when he inadvertently left a mark on his neck, Mute complained.
"I told you not to leave marks in this kind of place, why are you..."
In the middle of speaking, Mute seemed to remember something, shut his mouth and did not continue.
But he understood in an instant—
[again].
At this moment, Troll opened his mouth and bit the boy's slender neck, causing the boy to shiver in pain. He looked at the red mark he had bitten out, like a piece of fallen cherry dyed on the fair skin of the young man.
He wondered if there were people who greedily left red marks one after another on this fragile neck before.
Mutt's collar was unbuttoned by him, and it was open. Just as he was about to bite the exposed half collarbone, Mutt put his hands on his shoulders and pushed him away.
"no."
said the boy.
no.
It was like a secret signal, an invisible agreement between the two.
Just say it, and everything must stop.
"no?"
"no."
Mutt, who pushed him away, repeated again, sat up, and gathered the collar he had pulled away.
"Why don't you teach me?"
"what?"
"You said you would teach me, why didn't you teach me what happened after the kiss."
"Uh, that's because..."
"Because of what?"
"Uh… "
Troll leaned over and pressed down, with his arms spread out, one hand on the armrest of the sofa, and the other on the back of the sofa, imprisoning Mutt sitting in the corner of the sofa between his arms.
The corners of the narrow and long phoenix eyes are raised, giving people a very sharp feeling. He stared closely at the young man who was imprisoned in his arms, as if there were dark clouds churning and wind whistling in his eyes, it was extremely dangerous.
"Because you only want that 'Major General' to touch you, don't you?"
With a deep and cold voice, Mo Lan's eyes were vaguely filled with irrepressible hostility, just like the moment when a wild beast is about to burst out of its cage.
...
[You only want that major general to touch you, don't you?]
Mute: "..."
The answer is, it will be dated now.
The answer is no, he swears that when someone regains his memory in the future, he will definitely be killed.
...
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