It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

The little wolfhound, who was still milky, sat obediently, and his dark hair glowed with shimmer, so that people couldn't help but want to reach for a hand. Especially this little wolf dog who is always cold and unreasonable at the moment is looking at your cute little eyes with a pair of dark blue eyes, and the bright eyes are full of cravings like a beggar The eyes are really painful.

At least at this moment, Mute was instantly stricken by the confused eyes with a little grievance.

Ahhh-it was a super foul.

The teenager who had deliberately teased Troll played tolerantly and forbearingly. Finally, he couldn't help it. He leaned over again, holding his hands up and looking at his face, and gave him a kiss.

Of course, he couldn't hold back his hands, and he brushed the dark, supple hair.

After such a blow, he reapplied with his old tricks, and quickly backed away, and he specifically avoided the confrontation with Troll, to avoid being seduced by the face again to forget his original intention.

However, Mute forgot.

The man in front of him was not a little wolf dog at all, but a majestic wolf king bloodied in the interstellar jungle with his own claws.

Just as he hid back again, his hands stretched out like lightning, hugged his waist, and slammed it. Mute, who was still retreating, was unprepared and staggered forward, falling into the arms of the master with those arms. Because his lower back was tightly hugged, he had to press his knees apart on the sofa, and he naturally sat on Troll's thigh. However, after being caught off guard at the beginning, Mute immediately reacted.

He was not in a hurry or panic, even if he used to be an old major with a white complexion but a black cut and high means, he could coax him to obey and obey, and listen to his own words, not to mention the innocence now. There's a little Troll that's kind.

Sitting on Troll's knees with his arms around him, Mute didn't struggle, so he looked straight up at the person.

Troll looked down at him, his eyes dark blue, like stars. The snowy cheeks were still a little reddish, and the thin lips looked like a lit of red flames, which burned, making the beautiful face more enchanting.

As soon as Mute raised his head, he saw Troll lower his head and leaned towards him, trying to kiss him.

The beauty is confusing. If it was Mute who had not been with Troll for a long time, it was estimated that he was slightly lost and let the other party kiss. However, now Mute has been tried and tested on the battlefield—although he still can’t sit still, but he can still resist the beauty of the opponent.

Therefore, when Troll lowered his head, he raised his hand and pressed his index finger on the opponent's lips to keep him from approaching.

"No."

The boy said that he tilted his head and pressed his finger against the man's thin lips.

The lips pressed by his fingertips pressed a bit, and the man he resisted didn't come together hard, but just kept watching this movement.

Troll didn't say anything, didn't move, but squeezed his lips and looked at Mute motionlessly. Although there was no look on his face, the blue eye that shone like a star in the previous second was dimmed a moment when Mute held his lips, and the pupil moved slightly, which was originally hidden The grievances that went down floated again.

He looked at Mute, like a pair of erected wolf ears that were still the majestic wolf king just limped down at once, half-pulled, hung down, and looked at the teenager who didn't let him get close.

It looks pitiful.

How can the major general now be so cute-this-what-but-love!

With a villain rolling in his heart, Mute couldn't help but want to cover his chest.

He took a deep breath, and finally resisted the urge to hug and hug each other, trying to conceal his calm look.

Bullying the major general now is so addictive.

It's almost irresistible.

"No."

Mute repeated again. He and Troll looked at each other and shook his head slightly.

He said this, the light in the blue eyes was a little darker, and his lips were getting stronger.

"If your majesty is obedient..."

Mute whispered that his lips were raised and the corners of his eyes were bent.

He slid slowly to the side with the index finger in the middle of the opponent's lips. His fingertips brushed over the thin lip and fell to the corner of the other's lips, rubbing slightly like a tease.

"...I will teach you again tomorrow."

At this time, the teenager's fingers had slipped away, no longer blocking Troll's lips.

Because they were wrapped around their waists, their bodies were very close, and their faces were very close. As long as Troll lowered his head, he could bite the pink lips in front of his eyes, and Mute could not hide.

But Troll didn't move. He stared at Mute, his eyes slowly moving between Mute's lips and eyes. He seemed to hesitate, using his gaze to look at his prey, or the owner, speculating on the other's thoughts, in order to decide his next course of action.

After a while, his throat twitched slightly, swallowing his thirst and desire as if he was enduring hunger and thirst.

So good.

With a smile in his eyes, Mute thought so, reaching for a hand of velvety soft and delicate black hair, and then rewarding him with a kiss in the corner of his eyes.

Troll looked up at him, and he hesitated over, looking as if he wanted to learn Mute's movements and kiss the corner of his eye.

Mute glanced at him and smiled, there was no blocking action, nor did he say no, the man immediately understood and quickly learned how Mute looked and kissed at the corner of Mute's eyes. After the kiss, he seemed to feel something was wrong, frowned and thought.

The awkward movement of the young emperor of "First Love" is not so much a kiss, it is better to say that he directly hit his mouth against the corner of Mute's eyes.

Looking at Troll's wonderful expression of frowning and wondering if something was wrong, Mute Qiang couldn't help but laughed out loud, he leaned in again, his fingers raised his forehead black hair, and kissed it softly. Troll's forehead. Troll lifted his eyes, slender phoenix eyes glanced at him, and slowly came over, this time, the flexible thin lips gently touched the corner of Mute's eyes, Trollton gave a second, and gently Kissed.

The man's look was calm from beginning to end, as if it was purely imitating Mute's movements, but from Mute's perspective, he clearly saw that Troll's ear slightly moved when he kissed him.

This flicked, and then moved the tip of the ear, revealing the excitement of the man who wanted to pretend to be at ease.

Sure enough, the wolf dog is more cute and more painful than the wolf king or something~~

After Troll hugged himself for a while, Mute pushed his hands on the opponent's shoulder and pushed it away. Troll frowned, seeming a little unhappy, but after looking at the young boy's black eyes for a while, he obediently followed Mute's strength and pulled his body back.

Mute patted the arm still holding his waist, Troll thought about it, and continued to relax his strength obediently, letting Mute stand up.

The teenager who stood up saluted the black-haired emperor.

"It's time for me to step down, Your Majesty."

It was quiet for a while, and after a while, he heard a low hum from the other party.

Mute bowed slightly, saluted again, and then turned to leave. But just after he took a step, the door opened, and someone hurried in and yelled out at the door.

"BOSS, the ones you want to learn--"

Robin's voice came to an abrupt halt when he saw Mute, stuck in his throat and could not go up or down. After he stuck the shell for a while, he adjusted his expression and showed a big smile to Mute.

"Don't you usually go to dinner this time?" he said, making a haha, "not yet?"

Mute didn't say anything, just staring at the thumb-sized transparent information card in Robin's hand.

The small square information card slowly rotates on the base, occasionally reflecting a little metallic luster. Mute naturally knows what this is, and it is one of his jobs to give information cards loaded with various information to people in different departments.

"What is this?" he asked.

"Military secrets." Robin said, not changing his face and not beating, "The highest level you can't touch, you are going to eat, I have something to discuss with BOSS."

I believe you are a ghost.

Throwing the old fritters Robin into a white eye, Mute turned and looked at Troll.

Troll glanced at the information card in Robin's hand, and looked at Mute's eyes. There was no embarrassment on his face, but his lips were a little unpleasant.

He didn't think it was embarrassing to ask Robin to help him find that information. He just didn't want to let Mute know that he didn't understand anything. As for the reason, he didn't know it. He didn't want it anyway. Therefore, when Mute looked at him with questioning eyes, he did not say anything.

Mute raised an eyebrow.

"Military secret?"

He pointed to the white light on the information card.

"The highest military secret without any encryption ring?"

Even the first level of military secrets will have at least one to three encryption rings.

Robin was dumb.

He just said that as soon as his mouth slipped, and he was immediately exposed. So, his gaze slipped over to his boss, showing an inquiring look at Troll. It's a pity that Troll sat there with his eyes down and seemed to be pondering something. He didn't even meet his eyes.

I couldn't get any hint from BOSS, and BOSS didn't seem to stop it. Lobin coughed again and whispered.

"Cough, it's actually nothing... That is, that, action education film, um, that, between men, BOSS said to learn."

Mute: "..............."

"That's right, nothing."

Haven't you done the same thing before?

With such a glance at Mute, Robin took a few steps forward, intending to throw things to the BOSS, and then immediately slipped away, saving himself from being caught between the two.

But he just reached out and handed out the information card. The teenager over there reacted violently. The blue light flashed in the dark pupil. The information card in Robin's hand floated up and flew into Mute's hand.

No way.

Grab something, Mute thought.

If you really let the major general learn how to do it, that's okay. With the learning ability of the major general, I am afraid that within two days, he will have to go back to the situation where the major general tossed and cried.

Robin, who was robbed of things, shrugged, saying he was innocent, and then ran decisively and disappeared into the room. Mute didn't care about that guy either. He held the things in his hands and thought about it, bent his knees and squatted at Troll's feet. He put his arms on Troll's knee, resting his chin on his arm, looking up at Troll with his face up.

"Can you not watch these?"

The young boy's bright eyes met Troll's eyes.

"I will teach you, kissing, and other things, I will teach you." He asked, "Can you promise me, don't look at those, just learn what I teach you, okay?"

Troll looked down at Mute, and looked at him for a while.

"it is good."

He replied that the pair of dark blue eyes reflected the teenager in front of him, looking up at him.

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Mute thought he was right. Fortunately, at that time, he stopped the'special' information that Robin sent him—because Troll's learning ability was indeed too fast.

Two days ago, he could easily tease Troll who has never kissed, and he was able to deal with Troll’s green kiss that he had just learned, which took only two days. It immediately reversed.

At the moment, he was pressed against the sofa, his lips and tongue were blocked until there was no emptiness, and the tip of the tongue was even strangled. The sensitive parts of the mucous membrane were sucked and licked again and again. The feeling exploded from the back of the neck, almost making it hard for him to breathe.

His nose flickered rapidly, breathing continuously, but he couldn't **** enough oxygen. The long-term lack of oxygen caused his cheeks to flush, his eyes also showed a little water, and his fingers instinctively tightened the man who pressed himself.

It wasn't until the man who seemed to be robbing oxygen from his mouth let him go, that he escaped from the urgency of the lack of oxygen and gasped openly.

This is not a good kiss for this person! Just relying on his own vital capacity!

Just two days later, Mute, who was crushed by Troll on kissing, again thought gasping with dissatisfaction, and glared at Troll with her eyes forced to glow.

Mo Lan's pupil jumped a little, and Troll, who was glared, leaned over, and bit the lip that had been rubbed so slightly that the teenager had rubbed slightly.

Perhaps even Troll himself was wondering why he was so fascinated by the behavior of lips that he once thought was stupid.

He didn’t understand the reason, but he knew that he was addicted to the feeling that the blood in his body burned up when he kissed, and the moment the body blended with the lips and teeth of the teenager under him, the body’s heat would burn up a little bit, then This kind of feeling, much like what he had seen before, when taking drugs that are extremely destructive to human nerves.

It is said that drugs can be addictive. He thinks that the person in his arms is a human drug for him.

This kind of unknown, turbulent feeling... There seems to be something in his mind admonishing the terrible and dangerous nature of this kind of feeling... But he couldn't control himself to indulge in it.

The burning sensation, the beating heart, the boiling heat made him really understand what it means to be alive.

However, this very fascinating and pleasant feeling that allows him to feel the existence of himself is mixed with a shadow that makes people unclear.

He looked down at the slightly reddish cheeks, watery black eyes, and the lips that were breathing out in a hurry.

The original pale pink lips showed a bit of glamorous color after being torn through, like the juice dripping from the ripe petals, only to lick it clean, only to bite it and swallow it Belly.

The original pink flower buds were tempting to the extreme when they bloomed.

...

This attractive color has also bloomed for another man before.

When the vague thought flashed, there was a suffocation in the chest that seemed to be blocked by something heavy.

There was a little shadow in Molan's pupil, and Troll leaned over. This time, his lips slipped slowly down the chin that was still panting. Mute's neck is very slender, and the skin above it is very tender, and a red mark will be left after a light suck.

The man's eyes darkened again.

He remembered yesterday that when he carelessly left a seal on his neck, Mute complained.

"Don't leave a stamp in this place, why are you..."

Halfway through the words, Mute seemed to remember something, shut up and continued.

But he understood in an instant--

【also】.

At this moment, Troll opened his mouth and bit on the slender neck of the teenager, so that the teenager shuddered. He looked at the red mark he had bitten, like a piece of cherry blossom dyed on the young boy's fair skin.

He thought, before, did someone greedily leave one red mark after another on this fragile neck.

Mute's collar was untied by him, and he was open. Just when he was about to bite the half-clavicle, Mute's hands rested on his shoulders and pushed him away.

"No."

Said the boy.

No way.

It was like a code, an invisible agreement between the two.

As long as you speak, everything must stop.

"No?"

"No."

Mute pushed away and repeated again, sitting up and gathering the collar pulled by him.

"Why not teach me?"

"what?"

"You said it would teach me, why not teach after kissing."

"Uh, that's because..."

"Because of what?"

"Uh……"

Troll leaned down and pressed his arms outstretched, pressing one hand on the sofa armrest and the other on the sofa backrest, imprisoning Mute sitting in the corner of the sofa between his arms.

The narrow and long phoenix's eyes pick up at the corners of the eyes, giving a very sharp feeling. He stared closely at the young man imprisoned in his arms, as if there were clouds and wind blowing in his eyes, which was extremely dangerous.

"Because you are only willing to let that "major general" touch you, are you?"

The deep, icy voice, and the ink blue eyes looming with uncontrollable anger, like the moment when the beast is about to explode into the wild.

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[You only want the major general to touch you, don’t you? 】

Mute: "..............."

The answer is that it will be punished now.

The answer is no, he swears that when someone restores his memory, he will definitely be punished.

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