Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 85

The gap between their lips became sticky and wet. The man was so heartless that Xue Yu's mouth, nose and chin were all sore.

This time, the excitement was not only about being abused by a stranger, but also about the possibility of being seen by people outside the window.

This possibility made Xue Yu no longer have time to care about the situation that was strange from the beginning.

He hurriedly tilted his head and awkwardly bent his long legs on both sides of the man's waist.

But this drizzle of struggle was not enough to threaten. Zhou Qing hugged him tightly like a porcelain doll, rubbed his lips against his for a few times, and at a certain point he shouted quickly: "Xue Yu."

Xue Yu's hand that was tightly grasping the man's hair slipped away in fear at the two words full of desire.

Zhou Qing was not the first person to treat him like this, and he would not be the last, but he never accepted the man's talent. No matter how much he had seen, he was still as innocent as the first time he did it.

So this appearance deceived Zhou Qing and dispelled his jealousy that Xue Yu might have other wild husbands.

The jealousy turned into joy, and the man clamped Xue Yu with two strong hands, squeezing the raw white ball onto the window protection net. When Xue Yu gasped with a flushed face, he covered his swollen lips and sucked hard.

The broad body took most of Xue Yu's weight. It was just like what the man said. Xue Yu suffered nothing except his mouth.

But his face was not spared.

The man was like a reincarnated dog. When he kissed him breathlessly and had to let go, he took the opportunity to lick Xue Yu's face. Licking was not enough, he also bit it.

Xue Yu was woken up twice and remained calm, but he was irritated by the endless sucking and biting. "Don't bite me."

He opened his slightly swollen lips and raised his hand to wipe his chin. He felt that his hair was messy and his face was dirty, so he must be very sloppy. He didn't understand how this man could bite him endlessly.

Zhou Qing stopped biting him after hearing his words, but still supported his hunched shoulders, bit his lower lip and licked it. Xue Yu refused to swallow the stranger's water, and his mouth against the man was sticky.

After being sucked clean by the man's lips, Zhou Qing hugged him tightly, buried his head in his soft neck and said in a hoarse voice: "You are so sweet, can I kiss you every day, huh? Can I?"

Xue Yu leaned his head back, and tears came out of his eyes.

Just thinking about being hugged by a man every day, not being able to eat, not being able to talk, and having no peace in his mouth forever, he was ashamed and ashamed to see people.

"No... Ugh." The negative answer angered the man, and his mouth was filled with punishment.

It was unknown how long the hard time had passed. Xue Yu had completely lost his ability to control himself. His face was stuck with wet hair, his eyes were dazed, and he lay on the man's chest as if at the mercy of someone. His overused mouth was trembling slightly.

Zhou Qing was breathing heavily, and endless energy was gushing out from the crater, burning his bones and his rough fingertips. He touched Xue Yu's face, and his heartbeat was so fast that his breathing became out of tune.

Xue Yu found that as long as he couldn't help but lie on the man, the man would not force himself on him again.

He lay there for several minutes, and as if in a vengeful mentality, he rubbed the stickiness on his face onto the dark gray clothes. His smooth face was pressed against the man's collarbone, making his face look even smaller.