Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 107

Xin Xiao did not fall asleep. He usually had a hard time falling asleep quickly. It was normal for him to go to bed in the early hours of the morning. So he knew everything about when the two came and how long they kissed.

He clenched his hand in the quilt. If Xue Yu was not there, he would have punched Yan Jueshen.

It was not in vain that he had lived with Yan Jueshen for so many days. Of course, he knew Yan Jueshen's anti-human preferences and what evil intentions this man had.

He used his presence to force Xue Yu to make the kind of sound like a kitten stealing fish. Yan Jueshen liked to hear it because it could give him the greatest sensory stimulation.

The anger of being treated as a tool and the noise made by Xue Yu lying under someone else made Xin Xiao feel unhappy for no reason, but even so, he could not get up.

Because Xue Yu was thin-skinned, if he was caught on the spot, he would probably avoid him in the future.

The best way to avoid risks is to not do it from the beginning.

It's just hard to bear.

He has never kissed Xue Yu.

But the many times he was forced to watch gave him useless experience that he would never have the opportunity to practice.

He knew that Xue Yu was very reluctant to swallow the man's water, but he was afraid of dirtying the sofa. As long as it stayed in his mouth for a little longer, he would always swallow it once or twice.

And the sound coming from the squeezed lips made Xin Xiao's whole body burn. He wanted to go to the bathroom to get a basin of cold water and pour it from head to toe.

He even suspected that he was infected by Yan Jueshen. In such a delicate situation, he actually had perverted thoughts.

He also had time to look at Xue Yu's legs that fell out of the sofa and stretched straight. He thought that Yan Jueshen went in too deep this time. He also wondered if that leg would touch him. Yan Jueshen hadn't kissed Xue Yu for so long. Would he kiss Xue Yu to death this time...

It was at this time that the water dripped onto his face.

The person lying on the edge of the sofa was deprived of oxygen, and his brain lost the ability to think. He forgot that there was a person sleeping on the floor below, and could only breathe the air that could keep him alive with trembling all over.

Xin Xiao clenched his hands, his muscles tensed to an extremely hard state, resisting the urge to reach out and touch.

Xue Yu supported himself with his arms and sat up.

The man seemed to see that he had no chance to continue, so he reached out and patted his back. Xue Yu let him pat him with a clear conscience. After taking enough air, the corners of his beautiful eyes raised: "...What are you looking at me for?"

Yan Jueshen patted that back, feeling the soft and slippery touch with his fingertips. He looked straight at Xue Yu and imitated Xue Yu in whispering: "I want to hear you call me husband."

He lowered his eyes, patted him while leaning close to his ear, and spoke in a low voice: "I will have nightmares at night when I think of you calling that foreigner like that. If you call me more, I will only dream of you calling me husband at night."

Ten minutes of hard and deep wet kisses calmed Yan Jueshen's violent state of the day. He even felt a little annoyed that he was not well prepared. He should have taken a video with his mobile phone before starting to kiss.