After Beta rebirth

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As if he was worried about disturbing something, Xu Yanzhao's movements were a little too gentle. As if he was dealing with something fragile, he gently nudged Yan Zhi'an's lips, then stuck out the tip of his tongue, pried open the other person's lips and teeth that were not tightly closed, and penetrated into the hot and humid mouth. Patrol every corner carefully.

There was clearly no passionate entanglement or plundering, but this kind of kiss was already ambiguous and charming enough. The places where the tip of the tongue touched it gave rise to a strange, not strong, numbing itch, which made Yan Zhi'an's breathing quicken and his heartbeat disordered. He even had the illusion of difficulty breathing, and the taste of his own that had not completely subsided spread in his mouth, reminding him of what this person had just done.

Yan Zhian felt his body begin to heat up, and the temperature that had just dropped began to rise again little by little. A large shiver spread across the area touched by Xu Yanzhao through his clothes in an instant. He didn't know that just one kiss could have such an effect.

The body leaning on the head of the bed unconsciously leaned back, and Yan Zhi'an took the initiative to gently touch the tip of Xu Yanzhao's tongue - so this kiss, which was somewhat tentative, immediately became sticky.

Different from the violence that he was familiar with, which seemed to swallow him whole, Xu Yanzhao felt like he was tasting a piece of jellybean, licking it here from time to time, holding it there for a while, or sucking it all in In your mouth, use your own passion to melt him little by little.

And Yan Zhi'an seemed to taste the sweetness of syrup flowing through this process.

"Brother Zhi An..." The lips that were in close contact pulled the threads apart, and then overlapped again the next moment. Xu Yanzhao breathed heavily, and the voice from his throat was so hoarse that he said, "I'm so happy," One of his hands was propped on the soft backrest behind Yan Zhi'an, and his body that was leaning forward was already close to him without knowing when, "...I'm really happy..."

Feeling a little dizzy from the kisses that fell on the lips, Yan Zhi'an raised his head unconsciously and responded to Xu Yanzhao's request. However, when the other party's lower body came close to him, he vaguely sensed something was wrong. A certain sense of crisis engraved in his instinct made him shrink back unconsciously, trying to widen the distance between the two parties, but there was not much room for movement, and when Xu Yanzhao pressed up, there was even more room. Compressed to the extreme, Yan Zhi'an only moved a moment before the other party attached him again. Suddenly, the hard and swollen thing pressed against the base of his leg more and more closely, and the hot temperature could not be reduced much even though it was separated by several layers of fabric.

Yan Zhi'an suddenly woke up.

"Don't, um... wait, wait..." Turning his head to avoid Xu Yanzhao's falling lips again, Yan Zhi'an raised his knees and pressed them against his lower abdomen, pushing him back a little, "Now... no......"

Xu Yanzhao paused suddenly, and his already chaotic breathing became heavier and faster, making people involuntarily think of a crawling beast with red eyes - the next second it would suddenly lunge forward and bite the prey's neck.

"...I'm sorry," he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, restraining the desire for destruction and abuse that surged in his chest. Xu Yanzhao withdrew the hand on Yan Zhi'an's side, straightened up slowly, and tried his best to keep his body His voice sounded calmer and brighter, "I just, um, couldn't control it," he paused, and his tone softened slightly as if he was worried, "Are you... angry?"

Yan Zhi'an seemed to move, and Xu Yanzhao heard the slight sound of clothing material being rubbed. But he didn't answer his question immediately.

In this silence, his heart, which was originally relatively stable, was uncontrollably suspended. The negative emotions that he had just suppressed surged back, urging Xu Yanzhao to tear the clothes of the person in front of him and restrain him. The limbs penetrated his body over and over again, turning those imaginary pictures into the most real facts.