In the Jialan Empire, most normal men hate Long Yang's kindness very much, so even if their hands accidentally touch him intimately, they will probably start a fight.
What's more, it's a kiss on the face now, and what's even more terrible is that the wound on Xuanyuan Ze's face is close to the corner of his lips. If he sucks like this, he will definitely touch his lips.
What's the difference between this lip-to-lip kiss?
"If you don't want to do it, do you want me to do it?" Ling Luo's beautiful eyes narrowed deeply, and her words were full of danger, "Or do you want me to kiss your brother?"
"No!" Xuanyuan Yu denied it without thinking.
Luo'er could only kiss him.
Luo'er cannot kiss any other man, even if that person is his younger brother.
In this regard, he has always been a very cautious man.
Xuanyuan Yu took a deep breath, showed the expression of a warrior ready to die, and said: "Then it's up to me."
After saying that, he stretched out his hands and held Xuanyuan Ze's face. With a tragic look on his face, he slowly moved his lips towards her.
"No!" Xuanyuan Ze struggled with a look of horror on his face, his arms fluttering hard, and his feet kicking.
She looked like a little daughter-in-law who had been raped.
"No? It's not up to you." Xuanyuan Yu made a little effort with his arms, leaned forward, and directly pressed Xuanyuan Ze on the bed. He looked down at him with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes that were extremely deep, "Forbearance
It’s over in a moment.”
Looking at this scene, for some reason, Ling Luo felt a different kind of thought in her heart.
These two men, this posture, and this conversation made her unable to move even if she didn't want to.
"Brother, no! We can't do this!" Xuanyuan Ze was still struggling hard, "I don't accept it, I absolutely can't accept it!"
Ling Luo glanced over secretly, and when she saw the faint blush on Xuanyuan Ze's cheeks, the corners of her lips involuntarily raised a narrowing arc.
"Ling Luo! Put away your obscene smile!" Xuanyuan Ze was furious, and a layer of bright gold appeared on his dark golden eyes.
Ling Luo smiled evilly and said, "Am I wretched? Why didn't I see where I was wretched?"
There are two men with such evil looks. The older brother is pressing down on the younger brother. One wants to force a kiss while the other is struggling. It's hard not to turn around.
Xuanyuan Ze was completely angered this time. A bright golden color suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he took out a hand and slashed at the back of Xuanyuan Yu's neck at a speed beyond imagination.
Before Xuanyuan Yu could understand what was happening, he felt a heavy weight in the back of his head, his vision went black, he completely lost consciousness and fainted.
Xuanyuan Ze frowned and pushed his already limp body to the other side of the soft couch.
He sat up straight, took two deep breaths, and waited for Ling Luo with a livid face.
Ling Luo was stunned, looked at Xuanyuan Ze in disbelief, and said, "Why did you knock Yu out?"
She hurried to Xuanyuan Yu's side and leaned down nervously to inspect the wound on the back of his neck.
The back of Xuanyuan Yu's neck was black and blue.
Ling Luo frowned and quickly took out two celadon medicine bottles from the black jade space ring. One was ointment for external application, and the other was spiritual liquid for internal use.