Lord of End of World

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Gong Lijun’s five fingers gradually gathered and made up his mind to break Zhao Jing’s throat. He didn't know why he was so angry. He only knew that this person wanted Song to stop loving him and leave him, which made him intolerable. He is not easy to get loved ones and friends, no one is allowed to take them away from him!

"Li Wei, the base can not kill, let go." Seeing friends only look at the teenager smirk, everything has forgotten, Lin Wenbo pressed down the pain of the chest cone, and blocked the way.

Gong Lizhen hesitated for a moment, thinking of his father's three orders and five applications, prohibiting the base powers from killing each other, this slowly loosened Zhao Jing's throat and screamed. "You can go, let me see you close to Song Big Brother next time." I will kill you! I can't do it in the base. I have thousands of opportunities when I get out of the task. You better put my warnings in my heart."

"Cough, I, I don't dare anymore!" Zhao Jing's face was blue and purple, and he was unable to sit on the ground. After a strong cough for a while, he quickly climbed up and ran away.

He did not expect that Gong Lijun would care about Song Haoran so much, but he clearly did not have that kind of burning love. Is he wrong?

When Zhao Jing walked away, the gloom of Gong Lizhen’s eyes disappeared, and the committee’s grievances looked to Song Haoran. It was straight to see that Song Haoran was at a loss, and the ecstasy in his heart was replaced by pity.

"Li Wei, yes, he hardly rushed over to kiss me, I didn't expect it, so I couldn't get away with it." Song Haoran had some incoherence, like a hairy guy who first tasted love, and he didn't see the usual decisiveness.

"Song Big Brother, things are not like he said! I like you! I like to see you wherever I go, don't like me, don't leave me!" He plunged into Song Haoran's arms, with a soft The cheeks of love smashed Song Haoran's broad chest and whispered.

He was very flustered. He would never be like the last life. He couldn’t help but watch the people around him being wiped out by Xiao Lin and stay away from him forever.

When Gong Lijun plunged into his friend's arms and whispered the words 'I like you', Lin Wenbo sighed and quietly left. But after two steps, he stopped again, leaning against the wall, listening quietly to the movement in the room. Ming knows that the dialogue between the two will completely tear his already riddled heart, but he does not want to leave, just want to wake up to this severe pain, because only the constant self-torture, he can take the heart The ugly monster is killing a little.

In the room, Song Haoran's mood is not as happy as Lin Wenbo imagined. The spit in the mouth of the boy is the love language that makes him think about the night and dreams. However, the boy’s eyes only have the child’s possessive desire, but there is no hot love he expects. His likes, after all, is still a little worse.

Song Haoran twisted his eyebrows, leaned over and buckled the young man's jaw, and asked cautiously, "Li Wei, do you know what Zhao Jing said like?"

“I like it, do you like it?” Gong Li’s eyes, his face with ignorance and hesitation, “like the likes of Lin Da Ge.”

Outside the door, Lin Wenbo's heart beat vigorously. The pain of the cone-shaped bone disappeared in an instant, and the frowning brows slowly spread out. A low-sound smirk overflowed from his slightly curved lip.

In the room, Song Haoran straightened his lip line, and his eyes gradually became stained with a layer of demon red light, and his voice was low and hoarse. "Lie, what should I do with you? Well? I am not early. Should you eat it and make you my person?"

His voice just fell, regardless of Gong Lijun's surprised expression, suddenly slammed his pink lips, and forced to **** up, the blushing scorpion was full of fierce desires and hopes.

Gong Lijun opened his mouth slightly under the defense. Song Haoran’s eyes slammed and immediately attacked the city. The big tongue was stirred up in the mouth of the young boy with a fresh fragrance. Then, with the young tongue, the violent force of the boy could not swallow the boy’s stomach. .

At the same time, his big hand did not idle, while opening a young T-shirt, kneading two points of cherry red on his chest, while untied the juvenile's belt, and reached into his caress between the two.

The hot breath is sprayed on the face, the tongue and tongue are forced to entangle, the rich pure yang breath fills the mouth, and spreads from the mouth to the brain, making Gong Lijun somewhat smoked. The young scorpion's body can't stand the slightest teasing, and it burns almost immediately. The clear and bright eyes are covered with a layer of water mist, sparkling and touching.

This feeling of excitement is not unfamiliar to Gong Lizhen, but it is the first time he has achieved the ultimate pleasure without any application of drugs, and even wants to ask for more. Although he hates to practice martial arts in a way that is harmonious and harmonious, the object is changed to Song Big Brother, but the feeling is totally different. The body is like a chocolate that has been degenerated, soft and sweet.

He followed the physical instinct, stirred the pink tongue to respond, and almost stood unsteadily under the storm-like kiss of Song Haoran, and had to rely on his power to snuggle into his arms.

Feel the juvenile's catering, the eyes are full of teenagers, such as the first peach, the delicate face, Song Haoran 眸 腥 一片 狠狠 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋 宋In the abdomen, it turned like a hungry, like a thirsty to sneak a teenager's white neck, leaving a trace of his own.

The man's movements were not gentle at all, and it made a tingling pain in Gong Lijun's neck, but in the tingling, he took Susu Ma, and the electric shock-like feeling made him feel uncomfortable. He looked up and snorted, the water mist in the scorpion. Condensed into a grain of teardrops, trembled on his curled eyelashes, but at the same time, but more want to pick and possess.

Song Haoran's last wolf also collapsed, vigorously pulling away the teenager and his own pants, using the already hard as iron giants to poke the young soft abdomen and thigh roots, frantically looking for a pin.

"You are enough!" The giant slid into the middle of the boy's legs, was about to enter the lane, Lin Wenbo ironed his face and pulled him away, and the face of the blushing, blindfolded teenagers embraced in his arms.

"What are you doing?" Song Haoran's eyes were red, his expression was awkward, and he quickly approached Lin Wenbo, trying to recapture his beloved.

"I should ask what you are doing right! You know that Xiao Yan’s feelings for you are not love, but you still want to take possession of him in this situation. What is your behavior and temptation? Song Haoran, You are awake to me!" Lin Wenbo's eyelids also stained a layer of golden streamer, holding a petite young boy in his arms, and flexibly sneaked into Song Haoran's attack.

His words, such as a heavy hammer hitting Song Haoran's heart, caused Song Haoran to suddenly stop the act of snatching.

Seeing that his friend calmed down, Lin Wenbo’s shackles would still be dressed in the confused teenager’s clothes, and he walked to the door with him. Before he went out, he said with a strong heart, “I hope that you can calmly treat this. Feelings. Li Wei is still young, you should give him the opportunity to choose, otherwise, when he is sensible in the future, he will hate your forcing at the moment. Think about it yourself."

When he fell, he left with Gong Li’s head and left, leaving Song Haoran, who had lost his expression, and stood in the door for a long time.

The rebellious magic of Gong Lizhen’s cultivation, originally needed to be used to cultivate pure Yang for cultivation. However, he knows that the looting of the dinosaurs is not allowed for the world, let alone the modernization of human rights. Therefore, whenever the body needs it, he runs a calm and calm mind, suppressing desire and hope. Fortunately, he is the body of pure Yin and reverse veins. Even if he does not make up, it is only a little slower in cultivation, and there is no danger of getting into the fire. Nowadays, Song Haoran is so stunned and swayed, and the sin of the heart is like a flood that has opened the gate. It instantly destroys his mind and makes him only want to seek venting.

He vaguely knew that Lin Wenbo had taken himself away from Song Haoran, and he quickly ran his heart and mind, and he was stronger than the wave of hot waves in the body. When he returned to his room and closed the door, he couldn’t hold it anymore, and he touched his hand and looked down.

"Oh, what's wrong with you?" Carefully put the boy with red cheeks on the bed, seeing his brows deep lock, his eyes still faint, his mouth groaning, his hands still stretched out to his pants. Lin Wenbo was slightly shocked, and quickly patted his cheek, worried about the inquiry.

"Linda, I am uncomfortable! Hehe~" The fingers of the soft and weak fingers could not solve the pants. Gong Lijun turned over and kneels on the bed, lifts his hips, and subconsciously rubs the sheets.

Lin Wenbo’s eyes that have just faded away from Jin Mang have once again become obscure, obsessively watching the juveniles and people’s extremes. It seems that it has been a long time. In fact, it was only a moment. He picked up the boy and put him in his arms. He separated the legs of the teenager and neatly untied the juvenile's belts, letting him jump out of the tender and seductive place. .

I haven’t tasted the emotions and desires. The body is the most tolerant of sputum and dialing. It’s just that if you suppress it but don’t try to release it, it will cause harm to your health. I am thinking about Xiaoxiao!

Lin Wenbo gave himself a psychological construction. He held the arrogant fingertips with a trembling fingertip, and he was very skillful.

The ear is lingering in the temptation of the young man. If you look down, you can kiss his blushing lips and see his **** body. However, Lin Wenbo always ends. They all lifted their heads, and the deep-eyed eyes of Jin Mang’s eyes were fixed on the empty ceiling, as if they were to wear thick cement and look into the endless void.

His body is hot, but his heart is as cold as a few, because he knows that the boy in his arms will belong to anyone, but he will not belong to him. This feeling, from beginning to end, is his extravagant hope and delusion, just like the stone embedded in the deepest part of the heart, and ultimately it is not to get him painful to crazy, or to be tempered by his forbearance into a crystal clear, Hua Guangyi Colored pearls can only be collected for a lifetime.

The two endings are so desperate for him, but he has no way to break free, but he can only let himself fall deeper and deeper. He doesn't know when he fell in love with a teenager. This kind of love is not a devastating love, nor a mad love that is like a broken bamboo. It is a bit of a bit, a glimpse of infiltration, like a drop of stone, unconsciously melts his weight. The heart wall fell into the softest part of his heart. When he finally found out, he had no strength to resist, because he had already been lying in the invisible sky, and he was looking for a gaze or a smile that the teenager had casted far away as a salvation.

The hand changes the rhythm, the time is fast and slow, the light and heavy love, caressing the young and tender, the Lin Wenbo's eyes fixed on the ceiling seem to be covered with a layer of gray, the golden stream is gradually dim, Then dissipated.

After a while, the young boy screamed and released, and the thick, sticky white liquid touched him.

"Thank you, Lin Da Ge." Gong Lizhen's eyes drooped down and whispered, his side face buried in Lin Wenbo's chest, like a spoiled kitten, gently licking, white enamel like a red earlobe, telling his full of shame And lame.

This release, its wonderful taste is better than all the exchanges he has experienced in his life. Without the false sensation that the drug catalyzed, he really experienced what it means to be the eclipse, bone, and soul. Is it because people are different? Because Song Big Brother and Big Brother Lin are the people he likes?

Thinking of this, Gong Lizhen looked up, and his eyebrows bent on Lin Wenbo's chin to print a kiss.

The soft and warm touch came from the squat, and Lin Wenbo quickly bowed his head, his expression was amazed, and the bleak eyelids overflowed with a golden awn. He decided to stare at the teenager who still had a feeling of love on his face, and then he smiled low and cautiously dropped a kiss on his forehead.

Enough, as long as you can accompany him at the side of Xiao Xiao, watching him from afar, silently accompanying him, appearing beside him when he needs it, this is enough!

Washing away the stickyness on his hands, taking care of Gong Lijun and cleaning his body, Lin Wenbo watched him close his eyes and fell into a sleep, which quietly left the room.