Leng Lingyan blushed, looked at the man who was riding on her and was unbuttoning her clothes, and tried to answer in a calm tone, "It's nothing... I knocked over the cup... um..."
The sound of the moving train covered up the disordered breathing in Leng Ling's voice, and there was nothing unusual about it to outsiders.
"Want me to bring in another cup of coffee?"
Just as he was about to speak again, the protrusion on his chest was held tightly and licked vigorously. Leng Ling groaned, "Well... no need..."
"You must call me if anything happens!"
Leng Ling's slender eyebrows tightened, "I know..."
Lien let go, looked up at the blushing face of the person beneath him, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and leaned forward again.
The thick tongue coating lingered on the other person's white chest, and Lien sucked on the smooth skin, making a "tsk tsk" sound.
I want to leave all traces of myself on this person, even if I can no longer have him like this, I am already satisfied.
"Ling, my Ling..."
Lean murmured in pain, nibbling all the way up Leng Ling's chest, collarbone, neck, and Adam's apple, as if he wanted to swallow the other person eagerly, leaving rows of deep scars on the skin covered with red marks.
of teeth marks.
Listening to the man calling his name in despair, Leng Ling's beautiful eyes were filled with water.
Lean...
He raised his hand to comfort him, and a low moan slowly flowed from the corner of his lips, "Ah..."
The seductive sound of sex mixed with gasps rose in the private room. Lien lowered his golden eyes, took the source of the sound in his mouth, forcefully opened the flower-scented mouth again, and pushed his powerful tongue straight in.
Chasing each other's tongue, all the hot breath between the two's breaths sprayed on each other's cheeks, the delicious orchid fragrance, the smell of mature men, with indescribable despair and pain, entangled like vines, inseparable
.
Staring deeply into those moist black eyes, a hint of bitterness flashed across Lien's handsome face.
Panting, he let go of the other person, and his steady voice was still hoarse, "Ling... you are so beautiful..."
The corners of Leng Ling's eyes were reddish, and he was breathing lightly. His thick eyelashes were still stained with crystal tears. His extremely beautiful appearance completely shattered Li En's last sanity.
His broad chest pressed against Leng Ling's lean body, and Lien's rough palms firmly grasped the lower part of Leng Ling's half-raised head.
"Well……"
Leng Ling's body shook violently, and the joy accompanied by pain spread from that place to his limbs. He buried his head in the pillow, bit his red and swollen lips, and suppressed his voice with wet eyes.
Li En held back the restless airflow in his body and breathlessly kissed the other person's closed eyes.
It was rare to see such a cold-blooded person lose control of himself, and it was because of himself that a happy smile flashed across Lien's handsome face.
It's just this side that I may never see again.
Thinking of this, a hint of sourness appeared on the heroic lips, let this be the best memory between you and him.
Looking at the place in his hand where tears kept flowing, Lien leaned down and took it in his mouth.
His vulnerability was wrapped in the warm and moist mouth, Leng Ling quickly stopped him, "Don't... there..."
Li En curled his lips evilly, then took a deep breath, and the person beneath him jumped like a fish.
"Gudu."
Leng Ling's handsome face was a little more panicked and surprised, and she pulled Li En's arm, "Why are you..."
Li En looked deeply into that beautiful face, licked the liquid from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, "You smell delicious."
His pupils were like deep lakes with ripples. Leng Ling lowered his eyes with a complicated mood and remained silent.
Staring at the other person's gloomy face, Li En said in a low voice, "Ling, I want to hug you." His golden eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible bitterness.
Leng Ling didn't say anything. He nodded lightly and lay submissively under Li En.
Looking up at the other party's dark golden eyes, which reflected his blushing face, Leng Ling turned his head shyly.
Lien raised a hand and gently straightened Leng Ling's cheek, "Don't be shy, just like that day, let me see you completely."
Without any hesitation, Leng Ling opened her eyes slightly, lay flat under him, and raised a sour smile on her red and swollen lips.
His golden eyes were firmly fixed on the place that was only opened for him. His holy body was as pure and flawless as a virgin. Lien quietly stared at the holy land and kissed it devoutly.
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In the high-speed train, in the swaying carriage, on the small double bed, two strong and muscular bodies were tightly intertwined. The black and golden hair were tangled together with sweat, as if they were born to be tightly intertwined.
They are connected like twins and cannot be separated.
The man crawled on his body and searched tirelessly for it, as if he was going to knead himself into his bones and blood forever.
Deep breathing, violent collision of breasts, sweat mixed with the faint scent of orchids lingered in the entire private room.
He was obviously doing the ****est thing, and he obviously thought it was the most filthy thing, but he didn't feel any disgust at all.
Immersed in a world of bliss, Leng Ling's dark and clear eyes were blurred, and she just wanted to continue like this with this man forever.
However, the war is approaching and the country needs me. Isn't this why I give up all my emotions and decide to return to the country?
If this man can become his knight and stay with him forever, even if he can never have him again, as long as he can be seen within reach, he will be satisfied.
Li En glanced sideways, stopped for a moment, and wiped the sweat from Leng Ling's cheek with his sweaty hands, "Ling..."
"kindness……"
With a deep lust in his hoarse voice, Lien pretended to smile and said, "We will enter the country in half an hour. Let's do this until the train stops."
Leng Ling nodded, and took the initiative to open his arms and hug the man's waist without a trace of fat. He withstood the opponent's fierce offensive. In his dark eyes, strong sadness and conflict quietly slipped through.
In half an hour, I have to say goodbye to him as a friend and lover. Let's spend the last time like this.
