✔Dream of Space Rebirth

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Chapter 77 The First Kiss with the Lone Wolf
Lone Wolf drank a little too much. What Meng Jiang took out today was a burning knife. Although the brewed puree was not top-notch, it had great stamina.

Going out to blow the cold wind and press the road, I was a little sober at first, but when I entered the house, the alcohol surged up again.

"Brother Lone Wolf?" Meng Jiang looked at the wobbly Lone Wolf and scrambled into the bathroom as if he couldn't move his legs, feeling a little worried. But after thinking about it, the lone wolf is also an adult, so there should be no problem drinking this little wine, not to mention that it contains aura, which can only benefit him and not harm him!

Meng Jiang obediently went to the bedroom to make the bed and spread the quilt. He and Lone Wolf share a quilt now, but there is always only one bed. Fortunately, the lone wolf enjoys it in his bones. The bed he bought is huge, and both of them are very thin, so it is quite spacious to sleep on.

After tidying up the bed, Meng Jiang ran to the kitchen to clean up the dishes. When the two of them ate, there were basically no leftovers. Although Meng Jiang still brought food to Shen Cong in the space from time to time, the leftovers were enough for four or five adults.

Needless to say, Meng Jiang ate like a monster. The Lone Wolf is even more exaggerated. Basically, the leftovers of the day are dumped together and eaten like feeding pigs.

After tidying up the kitchen, Meng Jiang started tidying up the living room again. In fact, this two-bedroom house is very spacious for two people. In addition to one bedroom for two people, there is another one that is directly connected to the kitchen as a dining room. So the dining room of this house is not smaller than the living room, so the two of them set up a big table casually, cook a table of dishes every time they eat, and then eat them all slowly.

Meng Jiang smiled unconsciously while tidying up the living room. When he was holding a bunch of bags of snacks that he had eaten during the day, the lone wolf just came out of the bathroom.

The face that was already red just after entering, became even more red now, as if it had been rouged.

"Brother Lone Wolf?" Meng Jiang threw the rubbish into the big trash can in the kitchen, turned around and found that Lone Wolf was still looking at him, and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

"Jiang Jiang..." Lone Wolf stood blankly at the door of the bathroom.

"...What's the matter?" Meng Jiang washed his hands, stepped on his feet and touched Lone Wolf's forehead and cheeks. His face was hot, but his forehead was cool. "Don't you have a fever? Could it be... are you drunk?"

"Jiang Jiang... Hug..."

"Uh... really drunk!" Meng Jiang was dumbfounded.

In his eyes, Wei Kun has always been very manly. It's not good to say, a bit machismo. He doted on him from the very beginning, he admitted this, and he also protected him extremely. Even his friends couldn't make fun of Meng Jiang. After becoming a lone wolf, in addition to the original domineering, he also added a coldness that was not low.

I used to drink wine with Wei Kun, but Wei Kun usually only let him taste a little, because I think he is young, and secondly, I am afraid that he will not be healthy if he drinks too much. But he himself always drinks as much as he wants, and he has never been drunk before. Meng Jiang was amazed at how he had become like this after drinking this little wine right now.

But thinking about him like this, it's pretty cute. Meng Jiang snickered, helped the lone wolf to the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, turned around, hid in the bathroom and entered the space.

Shen Cong was fishing by the lotus pond, and was taken aback when he saw Meng Jiang rushing into the space. During this period of time, shouldn't he kiss me and me with that Wei Kun?

Meng Jiang didn't have time to say anything to Shen Congduo, so he ran into the courtyard, and came out in a hurry holding something.

"..." Shen Cong looked at Meng Jiang speechlessly, holding up a small video camera and leaving the space again.

Meng Jiang came out of the bathroom a little nervously. The silver video camera in his hand was brought back by Wei Kun from abroad. Because it was more expensive, it had been kept in the space.

Holding up the camera, Meng Jiang smiled at Lone Wolf, "Brother Lone Wolf, look over here!"

"Huh?" Lone Wolf stared blankly.

"Hands up!"

"..." He still obeyed very obediently.

Meng Jiang hugged the camera and laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe. I didn't expect the lone wolf who drank too much to be so obedient.

"Brother Lone Wolf, who is your favourite?"

"...Jiang Jiang..."

"You are so good." Meng Jiang praised, "Take off your clothes!"

"..." Lone Wolf looked at Meng Jiang, With a trace of doubt, as if suddenly sobered up.

"Ahem..." Meng Jiang was a little embarrassed. "Your clothes are too hot, take them off!"

This time the lone wolf didn't let Meng Jiang talk nonsense, and took off his clothes happily. In fact, it is a pair, but it is just a nightgown. After taking off the nightgown, there was only a pair of briefs wrapped around the well-proportioned figure.

"..." Meng Jiang felt a little dry. He knew in his previous life that he actually felt more for men than women. But he had never had the opportunity to let any man stand in front of him so almost naked.

The lone wolf was very thin, but not the scrawny kind. Although he was thin, his limbs contained a lot of energy. Meng Jiang had already felt this.

"Brother Lone Wolf..." Meng Jiang looked at the body for a long time before speaking. To be honest, men are impulsive. Seeing the man he likes standing almost naked in front of him, Meng Jiang really wanted to pounce on him like a big bad wolf.

But considering the height and physique of the two of them, and thinking about his immature age and physiology, he could only sigh. There is nothing but psychological maturity, which is really a kind of torture. Cultivation kills people. At this age, he still doesn't have that kind of impulse. At most, he has had an eye addiction. It is still soft and can be twisted at will... With a sigh, Meng Jiang put the camera to a relatively high position and set it up

. He threw himself into the arms of the lone wolf.

The lone wolf took the person who Park put into his arms without hesitation, and hugged him tightly.

"Brother Lone Wolf...we..." Meng Jiang blushed a little, thinking about what he was afraid of as a big man. Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, he kissed Lone Wolf's lips.

Lone Wolf froze for a moment, then instinctively responded. Soon Meng Jiang could only be forced to accept the fiery tip of his tongue stirring in his mouth.

Wei Kun and Meng Jiang have been together for three years. Although Meng Jiang has not made any further progress because of his young age, they still have acquaintances from time to time. It's just that after so many baptisms, Meng Jiang's kissing skills are still in the infancy stage, and there is no progress. Wei Kun didn't care, anyway, he was always the one who took the initiative, and the other party didn't need to respond too much.

In Lone Wolf's memory, he had never had such close contact with a human being. When I first saw Meng Jiang's request for a relationship, it was just a direct reaction in my mind. The two had lived together for several days, and he had never touched Meng Jiang.

The two live together, except that they eat and live together, and go out together at night to pretend to be a couple to do tasks, but other times they are like a pair of roommates. At most, when they call each other, they are much closer than roommates.

This is why Meng Jiang took the initiative to kiss the lone wolf. A lover who used to wish to kiss and hug him every day suddenly became like a stranger, he was not very comfortable after all. It's just that this kind of discomfort can't be said directly, because the man in front of him has no memory of the past.

On the contrary, although the lone wolf has no memory of doing this kind of thing with others, he is very addicted to the lips and tongue of the person in his arms. It was as if there was a lightning-type supernatural being hitting him with tiny lightning strikes. The familiar soft lips made him want to stop, and he just wanted to be intoxicated in it forever.