Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

102

Chapter 102

As Xue Yu called out twice in a row, both in a low and urgent voice, Lun could not control his strength when he came in from outside and accidentally broke the door handle.

As a stingy person, the middle-aged man looked at the door handle that Lun had thrown to the ground, gasping in pain, and could not help but estimate the amount of compensation in his mind.

The culprit who caused the loss had already been focused on the little boy who made the noise. Lun ran straight to the bed, without seeing anything clearly, and the words floated out: "I heard you calling, what happened..."

The voice suddenly stopped.

Lun closed his mouth, his heart suddenly accelerated, soaring endlessly, almost exceeding the maximum load.

The person on the bed looked at him with eyes full of water.

He hugged his knees. He only wore a short-sleeved shirt before going out. His slender arms were uncovered and wrapped around the thick python. The fingers pressed on his knees were red from being rubbed by the snake or grabbing the snake.

The dishonest thing was still sticking to his snow-white neck, twisting and turning to get into the collar, but he frowned slightly and grabbed the tail tremblingly.

Trembling and tense calves, hands tightly covering the chest, toes slightly sunken into the sheets and gently rubbing.

Anyone with a less than decent mind would generally be stimulated by such a scene.

Lun was one of them.

He stood blankly beside the bed, his abdominal muscles hardened, and the blue veins lurking under the skin bulged to a certain extent. The middle-aged man could see his shoulders and back as stiff as a stone from behind.

The scene and time at this moment were very suitable for a kiss in the middle of the night. If the middle-aged man was not there, Lun was not sure if he would be stimulated to lose his mind.

He was a superficial person. Just based on the trembling cry of urgent need for help and Xue Yu's current not very decent posture and clothing, his brain was filled with blood and he wanted to lose his virginity of more than 20 years immediately.

"Lun..."

Xue Yu didn't know what Lun was imagining, nor did he know what the picture in Lun's brain had been rapidly progressing to at this moment. He grabbed the snake and whispered, "I want to go back. Ask whatever you want now."

Lun was still stunned, and the tip of his nose began to itch.

If the middle-aged man hadn't said in a sarcastic tone behind him, "Your little baby is going to run away," Lun would have thought of him holding two slippery ankles and moving them open and closed.

"It's too late now." Lun forced himself to be pure and abstinent, and found a normal reason to refuse Xue Yu's request.

Xue Yu lowered his eyes.

The hesitant thoughts disappeared quickly after seeing the snake in his hand. He frowned, his voice was very soft, but his attitude was tough on the contrary: "It's not too late, and I'm a little picky about my bed. I'm not used to sleeping in another bed. You can take a taxi home after you ask me."

That was even more impossible.

There were many bad guys at night, and there were endless news reports of taxi accidents. Lun thought, he couldn't let Xue Yu take a taxi home by herself.

Lun, who had kidnapped someone and had long been regarded as a bad guy in the eyes of the other party, was still considerate of Xue Yu's life safety.

Lun moved his eyes and looked at the snake squirming on Xue Yu's thigh. No matter how slow he was, he could see that the snake was the source of Xue Yu's desire to run away. He moved his throat and called the snake back before saying, "No."