IRDWTSTML [QUICKWEAR] (Edited)

12:12

【What the writer wants to say:】

The main text is almost finished, and I’m going to prepare to write the sequel, which is also about a vacation in a small world.

The extra story is probably that the attacker, out of mischief, created a rather obscene system for Mu Xingchen, and then put his own consciousness and that of Mu Xingchen into the small world together. He has memories, but Mu Xingchen does not.

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Gu Chonglan glanced across the console, reached out and pressed a few keys, his lips curled up with a happy arc, "It doesn't matter if you don't start it."

"……"asshole!

When his clothes were lifted, Mu Xingchen really wanted to turn around and bite the devil to death, but he could only half-lay on the operating table and silently endure the devil's actions.

Gu Chonglan smiled and touched Mu Xingchen's smooth buttocks. His slender fingers slowly inserted into the flesh hole, feeling the tightness and warmth inside. He smiled lightly, "When I first saw this scene, I wanted to bring you over to play."

What he was talking about was naturally the scene he saw in the memory fragments in Mu Xingchen's sea of consciousness.

"You are shameless!" Mu Xingchen gritted his teeth.

Gu Chonglan had seen his memory fragments and knew that 'they' had had sex in the mecha, but Mu Xingchen didn't know that at all. He didn't even know that there were memory fragments deep in his sea of consciousness.

Therefore, in his eyes, Gu Chonglan was a sex maniac who ignored the danger and was always obsessed with sex.

"Heh." Gu Chonglan stood up and squeezed Mu Xingchen between the operating tables. He pulled out his wet fingers, took off his robe, held his already hard iron cock close to her, and inserted it into the flesh hole that had been penetrated by his fingers without any doubt.

"It's still tight after all the fucking."

Gu Zhonglan sighed and lay on top of Mu Xingchen. His tall body instantly enveloped Mu Xingchen in his arms. He tilted his head to kiss Mu Xingchen's ear, and felt that the flesh hole became tighter. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll give it to you sooner or later."

Mu Xingchen was so angry that he kept scratching Gu Zhonglan's hand that was resting on the operating table. "You're talking nonsense. I didn't - um ~"

"Nothing? Speak."

Mu Xingchen bit his lower lip tightly and refused to open his mouth. Even though he had been humiliated many times by the devil, he could not bear to hear such a shameful sound coming from his own mouth.

Gu Chonglan did not force him. His warm palm sank into Mu Xingchen's clothes and lingered on his collarbone for a moment before slowly moving down. At the same time, he gently pushed his waist forward and completely penetrated.

Mu Xingchen wanted to play dead, but Gu Chonglan, who was on top of him, would not let him do that. The big thing that was tightly wrapped by the flesh hole was changing its angle to push towards the most sensitive part of Mu Xingchen's hole. It didn't take long before juice overflowed and a crisp sound of "pa pa pa" was made.

"There's so much water, be careful not to dirty the worktop."

"……asshole!"

Mu Xingchen's breathing became heavier, and when Gu Chonglan's hand reached around to the front and grasped his penis, he could no longer hold back, his teeth loosened, and he let out a soft moan.