In a state of confusion, Taxianjun pulled off the waist belt of the person under him, and his robe was disheveled, revealing the blue and purple marks underneath. He paused, as if he remembered something, his eyes were dark and hot, like two clusters of ghost fire pressed in the ashes.
After a while, Stepanjun closed his eyes and sighed: "Forget it..." He also knew that if he did it again at this time, Gabriel Chu would probably be torn apart by him.
"I will spare you today..."
In this world-apart silence, he finally let go of the person in his arms and didn't do anything too excessive. But he still lowered his head, his Adam's apple moving, and K!ssed his lover's eyebrows and eyes, all the way down... Finally, he landed on the neck and bit it with his sharp white teeth. Then he stood up and pulled up the man who was pressed against the table.
The porridge was cooked and bubbling.
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