Perfect Match

He An was so scared that he wanted to turn his head and run away, but also feared that the sound of footsteps would alarm the man with a keen hearing.

At this tense moment, it happened that Cheng Xiuhong Liang's voice came out from his mobile phone: "He An, are you home? I just heard someone from Taiguang Bank said that Zheng Feizhen came from them an hour ago I got your address, and now I'm on my way! "

The hallway was extremely quiet, and the squealing shouts on the other end of the phone were extremely harsh. Zheng Feiyu's body shook, and he slowly turned to find his voice, locked his drowsy eyes on He An's face, and looked dumbly for a while.

Then he laughed.

There was an ecstasy of hunger to the extreme, and the food was creepy.

Black shirt, straight bow tie, pointed leather shoes, pure white banquet dress-this is a lost gentleman, walking slowly towards He An, as if to invite him to dance. He An feels fear in his heart, holding back the wall step by step.

Their distance is getting closer and closer, the shopping bag slammed to the ground, and tofu, greens, and potatoes fell to pieces.

"He An, He An! Are you home ?!"

Cheng Xiu couldn't wait for an answer, holding his mobile phone and sweating angrily.

After a brief period of silence, he heard a scream from He An who suddenly heard a scream from He An, followed by a dull sound when the human body hit the wall. Someone rudely snatched the key, rudely pierced the eye, turned the handle rudely, followed by a terrifying knock on the door. The cell phone was left outside the door, and all the ringing sounds became light and dull and far away, but even so, he still heard He An's desperate call for help across the door.

It's over.

Cheng Xiu looked at the mobile phone dumbly, thinking, this is all over.

Chapter nine

He An was beaten horizontally into the living room, and threw him on the sofa on his back.

The pillows cuddling with their baby's clothes bounced back and forth, jumping high into the air, smashing the TV remote on the coffee table, knocking over the mug, rubbing a pile of magazines, and finally rolling to the ground in a mess.

Zheng Feiyu's height is close to 1.99 meters. This drop is a full meter. He An's lumbar spine directly hit the hard edges of the plastic storage box. For a moment, the pain similar to the fracture penetrated through the abdomen along the nerve, and the entire stomach was hard. . Before he could make any resistance, he felt only a violent spasm in the lower abdomen, followed by the warmth between his legs, and a large amount of unknown liquid poured out.

He An stiffened on the sofa, like an old clockwork with a broken clockwork, and the sharp shout in his mouth came to an abrupt end.

He looked dumbfounded, staring at the ceiling a little at a loss, his body still.

Lily of the valley.

Little Lily of the Valley is not full term yet, how can he survive.

The heavy snow flew outside the window, and a double shadow overwhelmed the double shadow, devouring most of the gloomy dusk light.

The living room didn't turn on the lights, Zheng Feiyao stood in front of He An with his back on his back, his features hidden into the darkness, casting a tall figure that blocked his vision. The outbreak of sexual desire completely dominated his intellect. He knelt down on the sofa on one knee, with one hand on the side of He An's neck to prevent prey from escaping, and the other hand violently pulled on the belt and tried to bind the beast bound in his pants Release out of the cage. But he was too anxious, his fingers were trembling, and he couldn't undo the simple metal pin buckle, but his palm was marked with red marks by the tough cowhide.

He exhaled angrily, his breath was getting hotter and hotter, and was completely irritated by the shackles. He punched him on the back of the sofa with his fist on his knees, grabbed He An's cold hand to cover the bulging crotch, and ordered him: " Get it out of me! "

He An did not comply.

Omega's obedience instinct did give him a moment of frustration, but the instinct to protect lily of the valley prevailed. A large piece of blankness receded from the bottom of his eyes. He looked up at Zheng Feiyu, his eyes were sober, his palms worked hard, and he rubbed the **** for him again and again through the cloth to soothe the man's restless passion. Thing, I ca n’t solve it. "

"What's missing?"

Zheng Feiyu asked impatiently.

"Lubricant." He An said, "In the past, you wanted to come in comfortably, should you first apply oil? As long as you have applied oil, you will have no trouble. You ca n’t find oil here, so you ca n’t even untie the belt. .Fei, you can get me some oil, okay? "

Zheng Feiyu's face was somber: "Where is it?"

"The kitchen, the kitchen is there." He An pointed behind him, "It's in the small door, not far away, just two steps away, you can give it to me, okay?"

On a coffee table a foot away from the sofa, the mug that had been knocked over by the pillow rolled to the edge of the table, stopped almost, and the remaining cold water was falling drop by drop.

The mug is a ceramic product. The wall of the cup is thick and the weight is heavy. It rests on He An's hope of getting out. He only hoped to catch the moment when Zheng Feiyu turned and slammed the mug to his back.

Zheng Feiyu didn't move.

He knelt down on the sofa and looked down at He An, his brows frowned, clearly doubting the veracity of the words—Alpha's instinct was hiding beast-like vigilance, and Omega's careful thought had just risen and was sniffed accurately Probed.

He An saw that he was not deceived, and his heart became increasingly anxious.

The rhythm of intra-abdominal contractions followed, and the intensity gradually increased, and the sticky wetness spread freely between the legs. He couldn't wait for a second, rubbing Zheng Fei's thing more cooperatively, coaxing him: "Hei, my hot and wet inside, tightly wrapped around you, I couldn't be more comfortable, you really don't want to immediately Come in? "