Chapter 46：

The man liked to hug him when he slept, gently resting his chin on his head, and exposed the most vulnerable and soft places to him unpreparedly.

Yan Qiu's eyes flashed a bit of vengeful happiness, and opened his mouth to bite back at the smooth neck in front of him.

The feeling of the lips and teeth touching the neck is very wonderful. The fangs prodded on the fragile skin of his neck, and he could feel the pulse beating beneath the skin. When I got up, my heart pounded.

Yan Qiu originally wanted to bite him hard with his teeth, so as not to bite the skin, but it also made him hurt. But he was reluctant to take a bite, and instead touched it softly and warmly with his lips, as if he was smoothing out the mark he had just bitten.

That force is like sucking a kiss.

His scent was in his breath, and Yan Qiu recalled the feeling of being bitten by him that day.

Mark needs to bite through the skin and bite the glands, Ji Xinglan bites him very painfully, the feeling makes him feel soft legs. But in addition to pain, more excitement.

Omega, who has been permanently marked, belongs to the Alpha who marked him, and can only focus on his Alpha.

But on the contrary, Omega cannot mark Alpha, and even his Alpha can mark other Omega.

Not fair. Yan Qiu thought.

How much bite each other.

After a row of shallow tooth marks and a few bright water stains appeared on the pale neck in front of him, Yan Qiu was relieved.

Bite it back.

Spiritual victory.

The neck that leaked from the neckline was originally clean and white, and now there is a tooth mark for no reason, which ruined this beauty.

Yan Qiu, who had left a trace of himself on his body, looked at the masterpiece with pride.

Unfortunately, he didn't last long before this triumph, he felt a cold behind him-his most vulnerable back neck was pinched by someone.

As soon as he looked up, Yan Qiu faced his deep eyes.

In the dark room, those eyes were as bright as obsidian, staring straight at him, as if to pierce his soul.

The fragility was held in his hands, Yan Qiu swallowed, and dared not act lightly.

He quietly looked at Ji Xinglan while thinking to himself: When did this guy wake up?

Suddenly disturbed and awakened, Ji Xinglan's eyes were a little scary, staring straight at Yan Qiu's slender neck, like a hungry wolf fancy some delicious and tender lamb.

There was an intriguing look on his eyes, apparently intending to pack up some disobedient little things.

Suddenly awakened, Ji Xinglan's eyes were slightly reddish, the bright white moonlight against the face looked particularly stunning, the soft hair tips fell at the corners of the eyes, the loose neckline was slightly open chaotically, and the clean neck was just left by Yan Qiu Tooth marks.

Yan Qiu's eyes slid all the way into his collar, and somehow his legs became soft, and the man took advantage of the hand to force him--

Suddenly, Yan Qiu's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell straight into his arms!

His teeth slammed into his hard collarbone, Yan Qiu frowned with pain, and was a little annoyed by his rough movements, struggling to get up, but the man was held in his head with one hand, and his entire face was buried Entered his neck.

With his cheek pressed against his neck, he could feel the heat and pulse of the other person's neck.

Sitting across on him, this posture of sitting on his own was too humiliating, and Yan Qiu didn't even dare to move, and fell on him inexorably.

"What are you doing?" Ji Xinglan reached out and hooked his chin.

He seemed to think that Yan Qiu's aggrieved expression was very funny. He squeezed his soft neck and Yan Qiu shrank quickly.

Yan Qiu habitually bit his lip when he was nervous. The man saw that his strength was not light and heavy, his teeth bitten his lower lip white, and he extended his fingers to pry open his teeth. When his teeth were loosened, **** immediately held onto his soft and hot tongue.

"..." Yan Qiu rolled the throat knot hard, before he let the saliva run down the corner. It was inexplicable to be embarrassed to be stuffed with a finger in his mouth. The man narrowed his eyes and looked at him with bad intentions. Yan Qiu was so angry that he bit his finger and put it on his finger.

"Bite again." The man looked at him calmly, not afraid at all, and there was a little threat in his tone. "Harden, I will bite back later."

Hearing this, Qiu suddenly felt numb. Recalling the horrible feeling that the gland was bitten, it was trembling.

Horrible!

Yan Qiusheng was afraid that he would bite him again when he was angry. He quickly slackened and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Ji Xinglan would not let him go like this, while playing around with his fingertips around his hair tips, while pretending to be a big holiday, said:

"OK, think where I bite you, choose one yourself."

Yan Qiu dared to choose where he closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, and he did not speak.

Where do you bite?

It doesn't matter where you bite!

Just when his inner confusion was over, Ji Xinglan was impatient first: "Don't talk, then I will help you choose?"

As he was saying, Yan Qiu felt a cold waist, something already caught his pajama waist!

Hurry, hurry!

Yan Qiu was frightened and kicked out with one kick, but the man turned out to be violent. At this time, he dragged him to the front with one hand, and held his jaw directly with the other hand. Opportunity, his hot lips forced his screams to be swallowed back into his stomach, and turned into a whimper.

In the dark room, the human body's vision is weakened, and the sense of touch becomes particularly sharp.

Yan Qiu clearly felt that the man was biting and tearing his lips, even every movement of him could be felt clearly, the heart in the chest throbbed, and the blood poured to the top of his head—

Unlike the kisses that have been tasted in the past, this kiss clearly has desire. Although it is a bite, the feeling of numbness is greater than pain.

Yan · Pure Love Little Virgin Qiu could bear his suit, he was packed up by him, and soon his lips were bitten.

When Yan Qiu felt that the man was turning to rub around his neck, sucking and biting, half seriously, and jokingly, and finally biting his throat, Yan Qiu seemed to be electrified.

The choking sensation strangled his throat, and he hurriedly admitted his mistake by kicking his leg—

"Don't, don't bite." Yan Qiu's eyes filled with rational tears.

But when he reached out to push Ji Xinglan, the two of them stuck together and looked down at the same time.

"..."

"...?"

Yan Qiu's cheeks became hot with a snap, and immediately pushed away he wanted to escape, but was dragged back.

"do not move."

The man's voice sounded a little dangerous.

The two looked at each other in silence, and when Qiu was so anxious that she was about to scare her urine, a cool hand was suddenly put in the quilt, and he was startled again.

"You, what are you doing!" Despite the pants, Yan Qiu shuddered violently, throwing his hand away angrily, "I'll fight with you again?"

"Need help?" The man said quietly in a low voice.

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Ten minutes later, Yan Qiu collapsed weakly in Master Ji's arms, his loose pupils staring at the ceiling.

His morality was completely lost, and the bath last night was also washed in vain.

But in addition to being ashamed, it was pretty cool.

"Shy." Ji Xinglan leaned over to kiss his forehead. "Don't you like it?"

Yan Qiu was not in a mood to flirt with him, and decisively rewarded him.

He can only look at the ceiling in despair, comforting himself in his heart. In fact, Master Ji served him, and he did not suffer.

It ’s okay for straight men to help each other, right?

But when the man grabbed his wrist and took Yan Qiu's hand, Yan Qiu was startled. He thought he wanted to play mosaic with his hand. When he was about to break his throat, he looked at it. The man put his hand on his chest.

"I'm so nervous." He even said.

The heart beneath the hand is beating vigorously, beating quite fast.

Yan Qiu's eyes widened, and he felt a little shyness in this guy's eyes.

? ? ?

Damn it.

Yanqiu slaps him, draws his hands back, and lay down in a daunting manner.

Shrinking in the quilt, he gasped and rubbed his palm quietly, recalling the frequency of the heartbeat in his hand. He only felt that Ji Xinglan did everything with fear and fear, and he really couldn't see how excited he was.

He seems to have always been like this, with no sound on the surface, but a dark tide in his heart.

The man's hand was still touching the side of his neck. Overnight, Qiu Yue, who was completely reduced to the plaything of the wealthy young master, felt more and more grieved, and silently buried his face in the pillow, no matter how the man asked him to refuse to come out.