He stared at Song Ci's movements with slightly rapid breathing, and the sound of his heart beating rang from his eardrums.
After a while, the sound vibrates rhythmically, and the noise is like thunder.
He likes this feeling, likes the way Song Ci looks at him like this, likes Song Ci's morbid actions and words, he likes him!
Maybe it's because of the mutual attraction of the same kind, or maybe it's because of being seduced by his beauty, as soon as he sees him¡ªhis heart can't help beating, the blood flows countercurrently to the top of his head, and the numb feeling runs down the tailbone Spread all the way to the top of the head.
He likes such Song Ci.
Mu Ran planted his own ideas in his mind.
Song Ci finally wiped his hands clean, and he threw away the tissue without mercy.
He straightened up, lowered his head slightly, and looked into Mu Ran's eyes: "little thing, your eyes are very beautiful, very beautiful. I can't help but think about what it would be like if these eyes were crying .¡±
Song Ci's voice was very soft, with a characteristic lazy smile, as if he was looking at everything casually.
Mu Ran parted his mouth and smiled, his eyes met Song Ci's: "I like you very much, too."
In a word, Song Ci's breathing was messed up, and something seemed to explode in his mind, and all kinds of bright fireworks rose in the sky.
Bang bang bang, like the heart is going to explode, full of joy.
Song Ci hugged Mu Ran fiercely, wanting to do something.
However, Mu Ran pushed him away forcefully.
Mu Ran looked a little gloomy: "I have a cleanliness."
Song Ci paused slightly, and the rationality that had been scattered in all directions gradually returned.
He raised his eyebrows with playfulness in his eyes: "Cleanliness?"
After saying a word, Song Ci raised his hand unceremoniously, and pinched Mu Ran's Adam's apple with his upper hand.
Mu Ran's Adam's apple itched slightly, and Song Ci's hand was about to be knocked down with a single movement of his hand.
However, Song Ci tied his hands effortlessly with one hand.
Two wrists were caught in his hands, and Mu Ran couldn't move, his face was a little ugly.
Mu Ran: "What are you going to do?"
Mu Ran's tone was not good, and he was a little annoyed.
He likes Song Ci, but it's true that he has a cleanliness habit.
Song Ci's other hand left his Adam's apple, spun around, and embraced Mu Ran's petite body in his arms.
Mu Ran was embraced by Song Ci's back, and was firmly imprisoned in his arms.
The two are in close contact, and the temperature of each other's bodies is conveyed to each other all the way.
This feeling of close contact made Song Ci uncontrollably let out a satisfied sigh.
He really likes the feeling of skin-to-skin contact with little things.
It's a pity that the person he wants to touch the most has an extremely serious cleanliness.
Mu Ran: "Let go of me!"
There was a little disgust in Mu Ran's eyes.
Song Ci clicked his tongue, lowered his head, and directly bit the back of Mu Ran's neck.
His strength was not small, and Mu Ran felt a slight tingling pain.
As if to leave a mark on him, Song Ci exerted all his strength.
Seeing the bright red tooth marks on the originally fair neck, Song Ci was very satisfied.
However, Mu Ran gasped because of the pain, full of dissatisfaction: "Song Ci, let me go!"
Song Ci ignored Mu Ran's struggle, just hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "Little thing, your cleanliness is okay for anyone, but for me, you can't have it."
Mu Ran was not happy.
Cleanliness is cleanliness. Could it be that he can still use cleanliness on different people? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com