(BL)(MTL)The strongest face-stepping gold finger [quick wear]

Chapter 34

Chapter 34 Interstellar Stepping on the Face and Crossing the Vicious Man

    The stern attack stopped after sensing the familiar aura, and Mo Thirty was controlled by all actions the moment he paused, clinging to the cold marble wall behind him, enduring the slightly rude sucking from the man. The aggressive tongue poked straight into the mouth like a spear, sweeping the space inside.

    Wilmot was in control of Mo Shi's body, his arms tightly confining the slender body of the young man, and clasping the back of his head, forcing him to welcome his approach and conquest. The lips are even more tightly fitted, and the breath is entangled. Falcon's pupils are like eating people. There were turbulent waves of vinegar hidden in his eyes.

    Moaning softly in pain, the tip of Mo Shi's tongue was bitten, and his misty eyes stared fiercely at the vicious wild man. Then he sucked hard, and the man who was originally aggressor breathed heavily, and he slowly softened to Wutong in the dark night. After taking a deep sip, he let go of the red and swollen lips and tongue that had been bitten by him, but instead pecked and kissed little by little.

    At some point, the coat he was wearing was thrown away from a distance. Then my legs felt cold. Mo Thirty's eyes widened, and met those dark green eyes that were like fierce wolves at night. Surprise flashed away, and Mo Shi hurriedly stopped the other's hand from pulling the collar: "Wait, where did you come out of?"

    "You jumped in from the wall behind the garden pavilion." The tone was sour, Wilmot It seems very resentful.

    The man who had clicked on the garden pavilion with a deep expression of resentment. Mo Thirty was silent for a moment, then raised his eyebrows slightly: "When did it appear?"

    "Just when my fiancé was hugged by someone else!" Wilmot's eyes were fierce and his teeth gritted his teeth. Out of the corner of his eye, he swept the gray windbreaker that was trampled into a ball on the ground, and he even secretly crushed it with his heel.

    Mo Shi's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes speechlessly. It's sour, no wonder he just had a little temper.

    Reaching out to touch the man's hard hair, Mo Shi chuckled lightly: "Are you worried about yourself, or are you worried about me? Huh?" It didn't show on her face, but she was secretly trying to compete with the man and tugging at her hair. Belts to prevent falling off.

    Wilmot possessed a fiancé, and indeed had a reputation as a husband and wife. But what if... even if he was relieved. The fiancé was also touched by someone else! ! ! ! This is absolutely unbearable! The right that belongs to him alone is coveted by others, and the wild man who is the enclosure cannot bear it at all. When he saw that bastard put the clothes on his fiancé, he really wanted to tear up the trench coat.

    The secluded eyes stared at Mo Thirty, but Wilmot did not answer, but expressed his dissatisfaction with practical actions. Pressing the person against the wall again, this time the action is equally strong and irresistible, but it contains a little cherished tenderness. With his hot tongue sticking out, the man took off his jacket and covered the boy's hood, then pulled the other's hand away, and a pair of trousers were thrown away in a few seconds.

    Elson sips his wine from a distance, his breath languishing. He sighed and looked at the palm of his hand, as if there was still the breath of the other party. Today's teenagers are so unfamiliar and so captivating. Once he liked Joyce and cared for him as a baby. But since the last time he saw the other side of his elegance, Elson has completely awakened his love.

    He had been blinded for more than ten years and could not see the real boy clearly. So he lost completely. Just as he was licking the wound, he heard a hurried and ambiguous voice inexplicably. Elson raised his head suddenly, his dim pupils widened suddenly. That voice has entered the bone marrow, it is Joyce's!