As the night got deeper, the sound of rolling waves became clearer. Outside the villa, a tall figure hid behind a palm tree. He looked at a window on the second floor and refused to leave. After a long time, he wanted to turn around and leave, but just turned around.
But he turned back sharply to avoid the place where the alarm would be sent out. The figure climbed up the wall neatly and quickly, then quietly climbed to the second floor and climbed into the balcony outside the room he had just been staring at. []
Then in the extremely weak light, he saw a figure huddled on the big bed in the room. It was the person who haunted him in his dreams. Without thinking about anything else, he gently opened the unlocked door and walked into the room.
Inside, the movements were as light as if no one was entering or leaving at all.
With a "bump" sound, the man accidentally kicked something. He was so frightened that he immediately stopped, fearing to wake up the person on the bed. However, the man just turned over and there was no movement. He smelled a strong smell in the air.
The smell of alcohol suggested that the man had drunk a lot, and what he stepped on were probably wine bottles scattered on the ground.
He looked over the wine bottles carefully, frowning deeply. He remembered that people on the bed never looked at alcohol. At most, they drank a few glasses of wine, but they never drank several bottles of foreign wine at once. Why should he?
Drinking, why does he feel so bad?
Unknowingly, he had walked to the window and squatted down, just in time to see the charming face of the person on the bed facing the window. This face was enchanting and arrogant, combining the most bewitching femininity and masculinity, better than any other woman's.
Both men and women should be shining and charming, truly the ultimate evildoers.
Perhaps it was precisely because this man was a monster that he cast a spell on him, causing him to fall in love and chase him fanatically from the first time they met. Even the heart that was full of another man was fiercely occupied by him.
There is no gap. His personality is like fire, but his heart is as cold as a disease, and he is as ruthless as a sharp knife, and he can cut you bloody at any time.
But why does he seem to be a different person now? Not only is he thin and haggard, he likes to drink alcohol, but he also curls up like an unloved child. Even the two rows of beautiful butterfly-wing eyelashes have a few...
The bright droplets flickered, and his heart was stung so hard that it was so painful that it was hard to breathe. Yu said that he felt like he was half-hearted and half-hearted. Was he like this because of him or because of a certain woman?
Just as he was caressing his smooth cheek with his hand in absentmindedness, his hand was suddenly grabbed by the person on the bed. His body stiffened suddenly, fearing that he would not know how to face it when he opened his eyes. He held his hand for a long time.
When there was no movement, he wanted to break away and leave, but the man seemed to feel that he was leaving, and held his hand tighter, and even pulled it to his chest and hugged him tightly, so that he had to fall down.
On the bed.
"Xun, don't go..." An unexpected voice came from above his head. Zhan Tianxun could hardly believe the words he heard. His heart had already lost its rhythm and was beating hard. He moved his body to Lan Xun excitedly.
Next to Juan Yu, someone called softly, "Juan Yu, what did you just say!"
Perhaps because his breath and voice were too close, Lan Junyu slowly opened his eyes. However, his eyes were not as clear and lively as usual, but looked blurry and watery, as if carrying some kind of soul-stirring magic power. This made
Zhan Tian found obsession.
"Haha, you're such a pervert, it's really you. Why did I wait so long for you to come? Have you forgotten me a long time ago..." The tone of the smile was unnatural, and his eyes were filled with complaints and a hint of complaint.
Dissatisfied, just like a little wife complaining that her husband came home late. Such Lan Junyu was obviously drunk, and very drunk, but even so, Zhan Tianxun was still shocked. He could conclude that
Lan Junyu, who can appear in this posture, does not hate himself as much as he always thought, but cares about himself very much.
It turns out that he has been hiding his feelings for him, maybe because he cannot accept same-sex love, or because he has a relationship with Lance. No matter what the reason is, as long as he is sure that Lan Junyu cares about him,
He was already filled with joy and excitement. He held Lan Junyu's face tenderly and said deeply: "Baby, even if I forget everyone in the world, I will never forget you, because from the first time I saw you, I
I’m falling in love with you!”
"Haha, you are a bad guy and a big liar. You clearly told lance you loved him and wanted to marry him. How could you love me?" Lan Junyu said and pushed him away, angrily saying while pushing him.
, "Go away, you are fake, you are an illusory person in my dream, he will not appear here!"
The drunken Lan Junyu didn't feel at all that he was naked at this moment. With this push, his entire upper body was exposed to the air, which immediately aroused Zhan Tian who had already confirmed his feelings for him.
The desire in Xun's body, when he rushed over to push his shoulders again, was hugged tightly by him, and his wet and hot lips immediately sealed his chattering full red lips.
"Hmm..." The sudden attack and the lack of oxygen made the already drunk Lan Junyu even more dizzy. His whole body collapsed on Zhan Tianxun. He didn't know how long it took to get oxygen again. He was greedy for it.
He was breathing heavily, and his panting look was even more attractive.
Zhan Tianxun's hot spot has swelled to the point of pain. He has always wanted to rub Lan Junyu into his body as much as he loves him, but at first he just wanted to possess his body. As they spent more time together, he wanted to possess his heart even more.
, and now that he has recovered after losing everything, he will not make any further retreat, and Lan Junyu is not allowed to retreat. He lays him down on the big bed, takes off the restraints on his body, and caresses him sharply and skillfully with fanatical passion.
Every inch of his body.
Lan Junyu felt like he was in the clouds, entangled crazily with the man who was torturing him crazy. He still felt that he was immersed in an erotic dream, and with a strong drunkenness, he gave up everything and completely immersed himself in it.
In that passionate and wild entanglement, he didn't know if he was born with the consciousness and conquest of a strong man. Neither he nor that person was willing to succumb to the other person. After fighting for an unknown amount of time, he finally found the one.
The softest and beautiful area, his body sank, feeling the silky tightness. He did not suppress himself, but took possession of it violently. He vaguely looked at Zhan Tianxuan's handsome face covered with a layer of
With thin beads of sweat, he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled brightly.
When his body fell into the man's chest, he murmured contentedly: "Zhan Tianxun, you are mine, you are my only one."