Even until Death, the Scum Gong Thought I was a White Lotus

Bo Qin took the man into the car, and along the way, Xie Mu rarely tightened in his arms, as if seeking asylum.

The man certainly knew why his little wood was like this.

Sometimes the memory is so weird. With a little bit of manipulation, the youth can simply forget what Bo Qin wants him to forget.

Of course, this still needs Xie Mu's cooperation. Sometimes, the painful memory is better deleted.

"Good, don't be afraid, Tan Tao will never bother you again."

Bo Qin held the face of a gentle and sweet lover, softly coaxing the person in his arms.

He felt the dependence of his lover on himself, and his inner satisfaction almost overflowed.

"Boqin, I have a headache."

Xie Mu put his face close to the man's chest, the original clear voice was full of confusion, "Is Tan Tao crazy?"

"Why am I there ..."

"What's wrong, is your headache still?"

The man asked softly, "Do you remember what happened yesterday?"

Bo Qin was not sure what Xie Mu had forgotten, but as long as he gently coaxed it, his little lover would say it one by one.

"Yesterday, yesterday ..."

The young man who has been in chaos since he woke up shivered. He covered his head in confusion, "Yesterday you called me to the bar, I went, you drunk too much, we went to the hotel ..."

"Then Tan Tao ..."

The youth's expression panicked for a moment. He tore his clothes in a panic. After seeing the fair skin without any scars, he was relieved, and then fell into chaos.

"He, he didn't press me to the ground ..."

Xie Mu looked at his hands in confusion, clean and without scars, but he clearly remembered that Tan Tao had caused a lot of scars on him.

Later, he was stunned, and then, what happened later ...

"I can't remember, I have a headache, Bo Qin, Bo Qin ..." He called his lover's name subconsciously, and he didn't look gentle or calm at all.

"Well, Xiao Mu, don't think about it, I will protect you in the future."

The man gently patted the young man's back gently, cooing softly, "You are tired too, sleep, I will take you home, be good."

Sure enough, his memory only ended there.

Then he will continue to make up a beautiful world that belongs only to them.

Those who will make Xiaomu painful and keep him away from him will be wiped out by him.

He bowed his head slightly, looking at the young man leaning against his arms and closing his eyes with uneasy fluttering long eyelashes, his lips twitched softly, and his eyes were always lonely in the past.

That's it, obedient, obedient, full of only his Bo Qin figure, and only willing to be touched by him alone.

This is his little wood, not a poor personality created halfway through.

Bo Qin contentedly embraced the young and middle-aged, sniffing the faint grassy fragrance on him,

"Sleep, I'm here."

【Ding! Bo Qin's favor: 87】

With the man's deep temptation, Xie Mu's eyelashes no longer fluttered, and a slight smile was drawn on his lips, his expression calmed down.

As if dreaming.

***

Xie Mu fell asleep. When he got home, Bo Qin hugged his little lover upstairs and gently put him slowly on the bed.

Once, after the person in front of him was in a coma, Bo Qin once discarded everything belonging to them, and he did not keep the habit of using his former lover.

But from the moment when the decision was made to rob someone, the man bought it again little by little, such as the sheets under Xie Mu now.

His little lover likes cyan, bed sheets, curtains, everything is cyan. A cozy little home that Xie Mu spent a lot of effort to arrange, Bo Qin only needs to go on, and it can be restored in less than a day.

Now, everything else needs to be done.

As if it was only overnight, all news about Tan Tao disappeared, of course, including his exposure to homosexuals.

No one talks about this once-popular artist, as if Tan Tao has never appeared.

Looking at the clean page, the handsome man lowered his eyes slightly and closed the computer slowly.

When he entered the house, the young man was still asleep, Bo Qin went to bed, and as soon as he lay down, Xie Mu, who had just fallen asleep, felt as if he felt it, turned over obediently and got into his arms.

The man hugged the man in his arms, looking at his unprepared sleeping face, and glanced down, he lowered his head, his lips were connected, covering the soft lips.

"Well……"

Xie Mu frowned in his sleep, pushed his hands forward, and then grabbed his hands with one hand, sinking himself and being pressed under him.

"Hmm ... Boqin ... I don't want to be so tired ..."

He woke up, and after seeing his body, pushed him gently to refuse.

The man held Xie Mu in one hand, and the other slender big hand ran slenderly and skillfully along the thin waist, stroking his fair skin up.

"Koki, I can't help it ..."

His voice was low, and it really sounded suppressed for a long time. Xie Mu was always obedient, and his heart that he didn't want to do because of exhaustion also obeyed.

Bo Qin's hands started to go down, and the youth's pretty face was also flushed. He gasped slightly, and opened the rounded eyes full of lust, flirting and shy: "You, slow down ... "

What men most like to see is the obedient obedient appearance of the people below him. He hasn't been in love with Xie Mu for a long time. He really thought about it.

Think of this body that fits him perfectly, Xie Mu trembled and called his name, think he controlled every move of the little lover.

As soon as he was agitated, he could not help but use a little force.

"pain……"

Xie Mu got a pain in her body and called out with a little grievance. "Don't try so hard."

Soft, like a coquettish voice, made the man's hand stiff.

"Boqin, save me !!! Boqin--"

"Bo Qin, you wake up, I hurt so much, Bo Qin, you wake up ..."

"Get off, get off, Bo Qin save me, save me ..."

"Why do you look at me, why can't you come over, it hurts, I hurt so much ..."

— "Boqin?"

The young man looked at the stiff-looking man in puzzlement, tilted his head in confusion, and his beautiful round eyes were puzzled.

He still maintained the pose that Bo Qin had put out before, his hands were up, his upper body seemed to be completely displayed in front of the man's eyes, and the white shirt was unbuttoned indiscriminately, revealing the whiteness inside.

Xie Mu obediently waited for the man to continue.

But Bo Qin looked at this scene, but in his mind was a young man disheveled and pressed to the ground, crying at him, begging him to save him ...

At that time, why did he feel that it didn't matter, why he kept watching ...

Obviously, Xiao Mu is his talent.

The man's eyes were suffering a little bit, and he looked at the lover who was obedient and allowed to move, but he was no longer interested.

If Xiaomu remembered ...

No, he will never remind him!

[Ding, Bo Qin: 88]

Xie Mu blinked, his eyes full of admiration for men.

[Hee hee, play to death. 】