Although he drank a lot last night and his body was a little out of control, his mind was always very clear. If he could resist to death at that time, I believe Quan Han would never do that to him.
Things come up.
So he didn't blame Quan Han for what happened last night. The only one he blamed, annoyed and angry was himself.
As Quan Han said, he can give his body to others at will, so it is conceivable that his feelings for Tuoli are nothing more than this.
Thinking of this, my heart throbbed violently.
He grabbed Quan Han's right hand that was holding his chin and tried to take away the hand that was bothering him.
But Quan Han, he is now the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he has profound internal strength. How can he, a scholar, just use his strength to get away?
In anger, Sauron ignored his nakedness, stood up from the barrel, and tried his best to push Quan Han away.
No matter how hard he tried, the opponent's figure was as steady as a mountain and motionless.
On the contrary, because he used too much force and moved too much, his feet slipped, he fluttered, and he almost fell backwards.
But when his waist almost hit the edge of the barrel, he was caught by a warm and strong hand, and he was gently lifted up.
Sauron lost his balance again and fell into Quan Han's arms.
Quan Han only wore a coat, which had already been soaked under Sauron's thrashing. Now the wet Sauron fell into his arms again, and the already wet clothes instantly stuck to his body.
The two bodies were pressed together, feeling warm. And Sauron's look of pity and heartache made Quan Han's heart rise again with uncontrollable desire.
Regardless of Sauron's disgust and resistance, he lowered his head and kissed the other party's lips fiercely.
Sauron's pupils shrank suddenly. He really didn't expect that Quan Han would dare to do such a rude thing to him without drinking.
With the electric shock-like feeling still felt all over his body, Sauron tried his best to punch and kick Quan Han, trying to use his last strength to push Quan Han away.
Helplessly, Quan Han put one hand around his waist and the other hand clasped his two fists that he kept swinging, making him unable to move for an instant.
The confused and infatuated feeling from last night reappeared. The difference was that he could convince himself in his heart after drinking last night, but now, in the clear day and without drinking, why did he still have this inexplicable feeling?
He wanted to push the other person away but was not as strong as the other person, and his body was unable to control his desire to resist. Soran was angry in his heart, but he gradually lost himself in the deeper and deeper kiss.
When the other party's hand gently touched the soft part of his chest, rubbing it back and forth, Sauron's eyes, which had been almost closed, suddenly widened again.
Trying his best to hold back the uncontrollable trembling in his body, he wanted to scream, to order someone to come in and take away this assailant who was as strong as an ox. But with his appearance now, how could he dare to call someone in?
Quan Han seemed to have noticed this and attacked him unscrupulously.
Sauron was filled with grief and anger, but he could only allow him to fan the flames...
And when Mo Zihan came to the military camp and wanted to continue chatting with Sauron about the unfinished topic last night, what she saw was a restricted-rated picture that was enough to make her eyes fall to the ground. It was not suitable for children.
He quickly covered his mouth and nose and stopped breathing to avoid being discovered by the highly skilled Quan Han inside.