This low whine was very soft, very soft, with a kind of sultry length and restraint, as if close to Hongjun's ear, it was transmitted to Hongjun's eardrum very clearly, and then slowly flowed to his throat, causing a slight itch in the depths of Hongjun's throat.He lifted his eyes suddenly.And this raised eye, just hit Fu Zhenhong's delicate cheeks as red as peach blossoms.The onset of the two-headed snake venom had already affected Fu Zhenhong a lot, and in this case, instead of slowing down the feeling of agitation, the breath flow that Hongjun channeled into him had intensified the heat, making the wound on his neck more like a burning fire.This burning sensation, which is becoming more and more intense, is like a vine, firmly entangled.
The breath that surrounded Hongjun and spread to Fu Zhenhong's whole body with this breath.Fu Zhenhong's originally cold white cheeks had been covered by a thin layer of redness, and his whole person looked like a half-drunk face after drinking.Feeling Hongjun's sudden gaze, Fu Zhenhong half-narrowed his eyes and stared at him, his eyes were 'confused', and the crimson appearance of his cheeks made his eyebrows full of brilliant "color".Hongjun's face still had no expression, but his lips were closed tighter, and it was obvious that his heart was not as calm as his face at the moment.His fingers turned slightly, wanting to convert the flow of breath introduced into Fu Zhenhong's body into another genus 'sex', but in the next second, Fu Zhenhong's hands held the palms.The breath that was running out was interrupted so easily at this moment, Fu Zhenhong's hands were still slightly cold before, but now they became very hot, so hot that it seemed to be fused to the same degree as Hongjun's temperature."
This method won't work......"
Fu Zhenhong slowly spit out this sentence, and before Hongjun could answer, his body leaned forward and fell softly on Hongjun's body.His body was lying on his side on Hongjun's chest, and his head was resting on Hongjun's shoulder.Hongjun's body stiffened obviously, but it was only for a moment, and he adjusted his state in a moment.He didn't push Fu Zhenhong away, didn't reach out to hold him in his arms, just lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Zhenhong: "What do you want?"
”He asked, his tone calm and calm, as if he had not been affected in the slightest.But only he can know what the truth is.Fu Zhenhong was in this posture, slightly raising her chin and facing Hongjun's eyes.Here is Fu Zhenhong's embodied dream, a white expanse, no sunshine, no wind and rain, no spring, birds and flowers.However, at this moment, Fu Zhenhong found that Hongjun's eyes seemed to be coated with a faint golden color of a halo, beautiful, mysterious, and hiding emotions that he couldn't understand.This is an existence that represents the way of heaven, a supreme god.Hongjun is like a mountain that can never be crossed, majestic, cold, and inviolable.
Violate.But the more this is the case, the more Fu Zhenhong wants to see Hongjun fall in love.
The appearance of the mind, the desecration of this forbidden god.Fu Zhen's red eyes were slightly raised, he stretched out his hand and touched Hongjun's neck with his fingertips, "I want to directly help me suck out the venom of the two-headed snake." ”As he spoke, his fingertips moved upwards and finally stopped at Hongjun's tightly closed soft lips: "Use here." ”Hongjun didn't speak, just tilted his head slightly, avoiding the touch of Fu Zhenhong's fingertips, and staggered Fu Zhenhong's gaze."
The Lord of Heavenly Dao, are you ready to escape?"
Fu Zhenhong said "Lu" sarcastically, and the heat inside made him move in Hongjun's arms, and subconsciously rubbed Hongjun's chest.Hongjun put his hand on Fu Zhenhong's shoulder, and slightly exerted force to restrain Fu Zhenhong's movements, "It shouldn't be like this." ”Fu Zhenhong sneered: "It shouldn't be you." ”When the words fell, Fu Zhenhong raised her neck and bit down on Hongjun's Adam's apple in retaliation.At this moment, Hongjun's hand that imprisoned Fu Zhenhong's shoulder suddenly became stronger, as if it was because of Fu Zhenhong's sudden intimate action, and it seemed that he was using this force to warn Fu Zhenhong not to do anything wrong.Fu Zhenhong hooked his lips with evil eyes, not only did not retreat, but stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently "licked" it on it.Suddenly, a powerful aura instantly poured out from Hongjun's body, suppressing Fu Zhenhong like a high mountain.Fu Zhenhong endured the pressure that almost suffocated him, hugged Hongjun's neck with both hands, put his lips to Hongjun's ear and said bluntly: "You shouldn't, you shouldn't let your demons escape, let alone let the demons that escaped into my dreams, and let the two-headed snake that the golden rope turned into bite my neck." ”Every time Fu Zhenhong said a word, the sense of oppression decreased, until after the last note fell, the oppression from the Lord of the Heavenly Dao completely disappeared.Fu Zhenhong turned his head and looked at the man who was hugged by his neck.The other party frowned, as if he was thinking about something.Fu Zhenhong naturally didn't give Hongjun too much time to sort out his thoughts, his palm moved up, caressing Hongjun's cheek, and making Hongjun lower his eyes to look at him.When Hongjun looked at him with his eyes half-closed, Fu Zhenhong smiled at him, and then stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently licked his lips, his tone was full of charming "bewilderment": "Help me." ”Help me......
Hongjun's mind echoed the word Fu Zhenhong.He looked at the tip of this man's scarlet tongue, and his overly bright color was like a letter spitting out by a two-headed snake.
Ambiguous "color".Dangerous, yet full of temptation.No one knows better than him how fierce the venom of the two-headed snake that the golden rope has turned into, they have been delayed for some time, and if they continue to let it go, the poisoned person will only want to do it in the end.
He died in the fire.Hongjun's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he finally chose to compromise, but this is not a compromise to the demons, not to the man in his arms, but to himself.He is the master of the Heavenly Dao, and no one knows better than him that everything in this world has a certain number, and the opportunity is unstoppable, and if you go against it, you will be evil.But he knew that even if he mastered the three thousand daos, each of which was formless and colorless, he could bind all the living beings in the world in a thousand ways, but he was also bound by this torrent of fate.This man is his calamity, born from the demons in his heart, and he must be the one who will fulfill this fruit.Hongjun was silent.He stroked Fu Zhenhong's sideburns and slowly said a word: "Okay." ”Fu Zhenhong smiled.The crimson cheeks were like flowers, burning thousands.He adjusts his posture, raises his chin and puts his neck.
The neck is "exposed" under Hongjun's sight.Due to the direct influence of the two-headed snake's venom, Fu Zhenhong's head was also a little drowsy at this moment, his neck trembled slightly with some messy breathing, and some small pimples appeared on his smooth skin.Hongjun stared at the seductive arc that burst out for a second, and then moved his gaze to the two pointed holes, and when Fu Zhenhong couldn't help but want to urge, he leaned down, brushed away Fu Zhenhong's hair hanging in front of him, lowered his head and covered his lips over the small wound.Hongjun's lips were not as warm as his hands, but they were slightly cool, but such a low temperature at the moment just made Fu Zhenhong feel relieved for a moment.He could feel the softness of these lips, and the elastic lips tickled his neck, but there was a faint comfort.Hongjun hung his eyes as empty as ink, the shadows of his soft hair covering the emotions in his pupils, his head was buried in Fu Zhenhong's neck, his snort lingered with the fragrance of Fu Zhenhong's body, his lips squirmed slightly, and began to help Fu Zhenhong suck away the two-headed snake venom inside.With the action of Hongjun poisoning, a sudden feeling.
The official float made Fu Zhenhong's body tremble, and his hand subconsciously placed on Hongjun's head, and his five fingers were 'inserted'.
Into Hongjun's hair.His fingers were slender and fair, and his snow-like complexion contrasted sharply with Hongjun's black hair.And Hongjun's jet-black hair is as black as ink and scattered on Fu Zhenhong's well-defined knuckles, winding, pasting, wrapping, as if they cannot be separated, as if Fu Zhenhong and Hongjun's evil fate is destined to be entangled forever in this world of gods. entangled.I don't know if it's because Fu Zhenhong's emotions infected Hongjun, or because of some other reason, Hongjun's poisoning power suddenly increased, and the lip flaps were a little sunk into Fu Zhenhong's skin.Fu Zhenhong could even feel Hongjun's hard teeth.And when this tooth inadvertently rubbed Fu Zhenhong, Fu Zhenhong couldn't help but spit out a soft bass.His five fingers were closed, he clenched Hongjun's hair, and opened his lips slightly to look straight up, in this dream, it was still a hazy piece.It was quiet all around, and only Fu Zhenhong's unsteady breathing and Hongjun's deliberately suppressed breath were left.The two-headed snake venom that had already permeated Fu Zhenhong's whole body slowly gathered into the small hole in Fu Zhenhong's neck, Fu Zhenhong's eyelids moved, and his gaze fell to his neck, to be precise, to Hongjun's face.Due to the posture of the two, Fu Zhenhong could only see half of Hongjun's cheeks due to the difference in sight, he looked at Hongjun's angular side face contour, and the shadow hanging between his hair made him unable to see the emotion in Hongjun's eyes at this moment, but he could clearly feel the heat from Hongjun's lips.It's so beautiful.
Under the charming atmosphere, Fu Zhenhong found that Hongjun's face still did not have much waves.But it is precisely because of this that Hongjun, who led the two-headed snake venom for Fu Zhenhong, looks more different kinds of deep rhyme and "sexy", his face shows a faint and innocent expression, but every hanging eyelash "hair" exudes a deadly charm.Fu Zhenhong just stared at Hongjun.It wasn't until a hand was raised to cover his eyes, covering his gaze at Hongjun, that his vision fell into darkness.The owner of this palm is Hongjun.This Lord of Heavenly Dao covered Fu Zhenhong's eyes with his hand, he seemed to prevent Fu Zhenhong from snooping on his emotions, and it seemed that he wanted not to let himself see Fu Zhenhong's reddened eyes, as if only in this way could he be completely unaffected.But is it really possible?
This is Hongjun's catastrophe, and from the time he said the word "good", all the cuts were no longer able to turn back.The disorder of the mind is only a matter of time.