Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 34

How could Xue Yu know this?

His face was red and pitiful, his shoulders were slightly hunched, and his mouth was punched so hard by the man that he couldn't stop coughing. He coughed for two or three seconds, and then, with an innocent and easy-to-bully look, he spoke with unsteady breathing: "Teach you? Didn't you look down on me before? What's wrong now?"

Song Raoxun was not feeling well either. The young widow's lips seemed to be baited and too soft, so he was not satisfied with such a simple touch at all.

Moreover, although the young widow seemed to have experienced many sexual experiences, his body was very delicate and he did not look like someone who had ever been loved. Not long after he kissed him, he became soft and dazed. Without him supporting him, he would have fallen to the ground.

With that beautiful look that makes him look so weak that anyone can hug him, no wonder he can attract so many wild men.

His eyes slid down to Xue Yu's red lips that were stained with water. He swallowed the sweet water with his throat moving, and explained in a hoarse voice: "...I didn't look down on you."

Xue Yu looked at the man with a fierce look on his face. He appeared calm, but in fact he shrank back a little bit in fear. It was not until his red shoulders touched the door that he mustered up some courage, opened his lips that were swollen from being sucked, and said sarcastically, "Your behavior doesn't show that."

"How many times have you run away? Do you really think you are a piece of fat meat that everyone wants to fight for? Or do you think I will stick to you for the rest of my life?"

"And I can't figure it out. I ignored you and posted it again. You like this one, right?"

Song Raoxun frowned slightly.

He was not good at dealing with Pei Xueyu, who was so mean and never in a good mood. If possible, he even wanted to make the young widow unable to speak again.

But this didn't work, and he didn't dare to kiss him again, fearing that he would provoke a more annoyed expression. He gathered his fingers that were hanging lightly on both sides, and Song Raoxun said in a hoarse voice: "Have you found a new target?"

Xue Yu slowly evened out his rapid breathing, wiped the wetness from the corners of his mouth with his fingertips, and then wiped his eyelashes. Song Raoxun had just gone too deep, making him very uncomfortable. The mist from his eyes soaked the roots of his eyelashes.

After wiping it, he turned his indifferent face and said, "Why are you worrying about this?"

There is no denial, but there is no affirmation either.

Song Raoxun clenched his fingers tighter. In the past, he would never have thought that one day he would say such words just to touch the young widow: "If you don't find a new one, do I still have a chance?"

It was raining heavily outside, and the man's unpredictable voice was hidden in the sound of water.

He didn't look at the young widow's expression.

Time passes by every second.

Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared in front of him. The fingers were slender and white, as if they had never done any rough work. They were as white as jade.

The hand touched the buttons on his lapel and fiddled with them casually.

Song Raoxun was startled for a moment. He looked up and saw Xue Yu's delicate and fair face, as gorgeous as a flower branch. He said, "I am still quite interested in you, but I don't like pain, and I don't like teaching others. When you learn it yourself and promise not to hurt me, come back to me, okay?"

The slightly swollen lips that were kissed by him had their lip lines blurred by powder.

Exhaling fragrance, inviting him for the next time.

It's just that there is a threshold.

The threshold is simple, don't make him hurt.

The spine inside Song Raoxun's pale skin seemed to be out of his control. It just stood there stiffly, without any visible shaking to the naked eye.

…

Xue Yu ran away.

After leaving Song Raoxun's house, he leaned against the wall with weak legs and took a few breaths. His mouth was red and his heart was beating fast.

He was really afraid that Song Raoxun would not let him go.

But at present, Song Raoxun is still very gentlemanly.

…But that’s some crappy kissing.

Worse than Fu Yang.

Xue Yu was a carefree person. He was caught and kissed without restraint at night, but he forgot about it when he woke up the next day.

The threshold he proposed seemed to be very difficult for a man. Xue Yu hadn't seen Song Raoxun for several days. He didn't know whether he had given up or was busy running the store for his father. But no matter what, Xue Yu could take this time to relax and eat some good food.

It didn't rain that day and the weather cleared up.

Xue Yu came out of the old house and was about to go to the river to enjoy the cool air when a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Following the thin finger bones and looking up, he saw the calm and peaceful face of Song Raoxun.

After all, they hadn't seen each other for several days. Xue Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and called out politely: "Song Rao..."

Before he could finish saying his name, he was lifted up by the waist. Song Raoxun pinched his fingers, sucked on his lower lip, and bit it lightly or heavily.

Xue Yu groaned, and his eyelashes were instantly wet. He struggled twice like a cub, but the man sucked away all his strength and he collapsed in front of the man's chest.

It was so sudden, and he kissed him in broad daylight where people could come at any time. Xue Yu was so scared that he softened. A blush quickly appeared at the corners of his eyes. He hummed softly and thought that he would scold him as soon as Song Raoxun let go of him.

But within a few seconds he was kissed unconscious.

The young widow is so weak that any man can bully him and take him home.

Song Raoxun held him firmly with his strong arms, and sucked Xue Yu until he was almost trembling, then he let go of his lips, drooped his eyelids, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I have learned it, just men and men...it won't hurt you, can you let me try?"