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3.6 Yin and Yang Twins

Yin and Yang Twins (VI): My Bedmate (Page 1/3)

Xu Weiran didn't communicate much with Qin Zixi, and the hypnosis was effective. The boy was very obedient and rarely showed up. Maybe he had always lived this way.

But...

"Come out." As soon as Xu Weiran finished speaking, a kneeling figure appeared beside the bed.

The man put down the book in his hand and looked at the humble head not far away: "I hate being watched in the dark."

"... Zixi must ensure the safety of the young master." Qin Zixi answered word by word.

"Stand up."

Qin Zixi stood up obediently, and his figure looked even thinner.

"You don't sleep in the guest room I arranged for you; you are always there for the three meals a day, but you don't move." The man frowned, "Qin Zixi, do you feel that I have treated you unfairly?"

"No!" The boy suddenly raised his head, and his haggard eyes quickly lowered when he met Xu Weiran's gaze, and looked away awkwardly, "I can't eat too much, and I can't sleep for a long time, otherwise... I won't be qualified to protect the young master."

He has not been as physically fit as his brother since he was a child. If he is a little more clumsy, or loses his sense of danger,... the young master will not need him.

"......."

"How long have you not slept?"

The drooping little head seemed to shake: "...... Two... Two or three days, Zixi can't remember."

"......." Xu Weiran rubbed his eyebrows rarely, and seemed a little irritated.

"Qin Zixi, who am I?"

"Young Master."

"Who is the young master?

" "......." The boy was silent for a few seconds, "Xu Weiran."

The man frowned, and I don't know what he was thinking about.

"In that case, the young master ordered you to go back and rest, and you didn't listen?"

"..." The boy lowered his head even lower. The atmosphere between the two was a little stiff, their breathing sounds intertwined, and the thin figure stood firmly in front of Xu Weiran's bed, quietly waiting for the young master's anger.

Faintly hearing the tiny sounds on the bed, Qin Zixi looked up and saw Xu Weiran sitting up. Before he could react, he felt the man's breath approaching his ear.

With his head lowered, his cheeks flushed instantly.

"There are only two kinds of people who can enter and exit my room at will," Xu Weiran leaned into the boy's head, "One is a dead person."

Qin Zixi's body stiffened, and the man's breath suddenly approached his ear.

"The other kind is my bed partner."

It was like a fuse, instantly igniting the heat of Qin Zixi's body.

"Trust me, and do anything for me."

"Will voluntarily give up her dignity, strip naked, open her legs...please me, please me."

"Beg me to fuck, beg me to want her. She is still not satisfied after climaxing again and again, and bears my impact in various postures. There is so much water under her body that it soaks the sheets, and her stomach is full of my semen." The cold voice, telling the scene of lewd and lustful desires, clearly reaches the red ears of the pure and innocent boy in front of him.