MTL - After Helping the Protagonist Escape From the Lunatic, I Was Targeted-Chapter 88

The thorn in the palm was pulled out under the drag, the blood seeped out, dripped onto the wrist, and was wiped off by Xie Weihan's fingers.

The moment the flower stem was about to be taken away from the palm of Xie Weihan's palm, Shen Luyang suddenly bit his lip hard, and clasped Xie Weihan's hand as if he lost the pain.

Like countless times before, fingers clasped together.

Let the thorns tear the opening in the palms of the two.

Blood gushed out, not knowing who it belonged to.

Xie Weihan raised his neck to accept Shen Luyang's crazy kiss, pressed his other hand behind his head, and responded enthusiastically in the pain.

I don't know who bit it first. The lips that bit out the wound were stained with a strong **** smell. After being sucked off, blood reappeared on the edge of the wound, and then repeated licking and oozing...

The intense kiss separated when Shen Luyang was about to breathe, Xie Weihan kissed his chin lightly, and moved all the way to the rolling Adam's apple, earnestly falling on the most vulnerable place with a subtle kiss.

Like a carnival before life is gone.

The clasped hands slowly opened, the blood-stained fingertips touched Shen Luyang's finger pulp, revealing tenderness in the cruel and **** thorns, this most insignificant touch was countless times stronger than expected, hooking half of Shen Luyang's body are shaking.

It seems painful, but the truth is that after being treated gently, the body breeds an uncontrollable desire in an extreme environment.

Nowhere to vent, crazy growth.

Shen Luyang had to lift his head to accept the kiss, and his eyes that became empty in the feeling fell out of the window.

I don't know when, the snow has become very big, and it fell silently from the sky like a disorientation, without the slightest wind, like a mime.

White sky, white snow...

The kiss on the neck was moist and gentle, as delicate as a feather brushing. When Shen Luyang was immersed in the illusion, he suddenly bit his artery.

The tips of the teeth were so hard that it seemed like they were going to puncture the blood vessel in the next second. Under the threat of the bright light, Shen Luyang's back tightened and hunched up, wanting to hide, but twisting his body eagerly to get closer.

He bit his lip and tried his best to stare at the snow outside the window, struggling to regain a little consciousness in the dangerous temptation.

Like a warrior who used blood as a reward to tame the devil, he pulled the flower stem in the palm of his hand.

The wreath on his neck was pulled, and the spikes sank into the flesh, causing real pain. Xie Weihan was pulled up, his head was raised, the tip of his nose brushed against Shen Luyang's chin, and he looked at each other with an infinitely shortened distance.

Shen Luyang can even see the complicated lines of his pupils clearly, like the most taboo mantra, which cannot be recited, the blood on his lips smudges into a flower on his pale skin, he enjoys the satisfaction of love in the pain, his eyes are madly straight. Straight forgetting entered Shen Luyang's eyes, and the corners of his lips gradually evoked a pleasant arc.

Shen Luyang clung to the thorns that stabbed the two people. At this moment, what he had in his hands was not the flower stem, but Xie Weihan's life.

He knew that Xie Weihan would not refuse him no matter what he did at this time.

His eyes gradually blurred, and with a sore nose, he couldn't look directly into Xie Weihan's eyes.

But the palm still firmly clasped Xie Weihan's hand, and together he grabbed the flower stem tied to his neck.

The thorns wrapped around the wrist carved a circle of bloodstains, and the **** eyes pierced one by one were extremely terrifying.

"Thank you Weihan." He called out his name in a hoarse voice.

"Yeah." He agreed as always.

Shen Luyang lowered his head slowly, tremblingly touched the thin lips that he had torn, and rubbed it carefully.

The taste of the kiss is salty.

He cried.

When he hesitated, Xie Weihan and his clasped hands moved slowly, driving the flower stems around his neck to tighten in circles, Shen Luyang's lips were pried open, and he could even feel the warmth passing through his palms.

The words were shattered in a desperate and poignant kiss, barely able to piece together clear syllables, barely audible.

"Teacher Xie, are you loving me?"

Xie Weihan's voice became hoarse, but he was still gentle and fascinated, and responded to him unconditionally.

"Love."

The tip of his tongue swept across the blood beads that overflowed from Shen Luyang's lips, the thick black under his eyes was gradually covered with a lustful red, he kissed the moist corners of the other's eyes, seduced his lover with a hoarse voice, his eyes were expectant and morbid: "Want to eat me? ?Honey?"

Shen Luyang seemed to be fed a soft thorn, and when he passed through the heart, he stabbed it viciously, swallowing blood to take root and sprout.

When he wanted to pull it out, a beautiful flower suddenly bloomed.

Xie Weihan used this flower as a bait to attract him to take the first bite.

The wound in the palm of his hand felt a tingling pain, and was comforted by the other's soft fingertips. He enjoyed the insignificant tenderness hidden in the pain like a madman.

"Yes." He heard his hoarse voice.

Close your eyes.

The right hand was suddenly pulled, and the flower stem was stretched to the tightest, which was the strength of plundering and strangling.

The quiet aroma of red wine in the air stagnated for a second, and then suddenly became restless.

All the places that could be used as a medium were dyed with crimson dewdrops, dripping on the tender petals, the spikes, and... Shen Luyang's body.

Hot Coco seemed to have foreseen what was about to happen, gushing frantically from the back of his neck, rushing into the red wine with the despairing hysteria of his master.

lingering to death.

The out-of-control S-level Alpha pheromone began to attack the ordinary Alpha around him indiscriminately, attacking the people it had gently caressed countless times with an intensity that was crazy enough to kill people.

No one can live under a runaway S-class alpha pheromone.

Shen Luyang had difficulty breathing under the enormous pressure, and his eyes were blurred.

The body seems to have been soaked in alcohol too much, and the numbness is followed by muscle tearing pain.

The cells could not handle the high concentration of pheromones, and they gradually disintegrated. His eyes gradually turned red, and the tip of his nose was wet, dripping blood after the cells were broken.

Feeling the feeling of being on the verge of death, Shen Luyang was soaked in two pheromones as he was tortured.

In his arms is a lover who is entangled in thorns and is also dying.

The clinging lips parted weakly, but Shen Luyang still didn't let go, and he didn't even try to escape, like a kite with a broken string, fell to the thorny rose bush behind him.

The flower stem in the palm of his hand was stretched to the extreme, and the tears on his face finally turned cold. At the last moment of his life, he thought he would not regret it, because he died with the love of Xie Weihan.

But he regretted it.

regretful.

When he really did it, he realized that, rather than dying happily, what he wanted more was to hug and kiss Xie Weihan. The first person he saw every day when he opened his eyes was each other. , will get married... They will adopt a puppy and lead it out together on a snowy day like today.

If he can shed light on all those dark memories, let the world look beautiful to Xie Weihan...

In that case, will Xie Weihan like this world as much as he likes him...

What you like is always reluctant to give up...

He was so reluctant.

"His-boom-"

The tough flower stem broke from the entangled wrist, and Shen Luyang's falling speed suddenly became faster.

The red wine, which corrodes the body like poison, suddenly changed, the stinging wine droplets softly adhered to the skin, and the warm wine liquefied the burning pain.

A second before falling into the thorns, Shen Luyang's wrist was tightly grasped by a slender and powerful hand, pulling him into a warm embrace.

Tortured by the S-level Alpha pheromone, Shen Luyang leaned weakly on Xie Weihan's shoulder and looked up at the other's scarred neck blankly.

Blood beads bloomed on the skin like red roses.

He was obsessed, and with all his strength, he raised his head and kissed it.

Hungry for blood.

It's the taste of life.

Xie Weihan is alive, and so is he!

His jaw was choked, and Shen Luyang's face was easily pushed away.

Shen Luyang bumped into a pair of red eyes, so beautiful that he wanted to hide.

The next moment, the eyes widened in front of his eyes, and his lips were tightly held.

Shen Luyang felt that he was about to be eaten, his lips hurt from biting, the tip of his tongue was numb and painful, and his cheeks were turned white by the force of fingers.

Painful, but true.

He needed pain to tell himself that they were all alive.

He shrugged his shoulders, chased Xie Weihan's lips and wanted to respond, but the other party suddenly left, and his fingers moved to the back of his head and pressed **** his shoulders.

"Thank-er-!"

The glands in the back of the neck were bitten hard, and the force of the bite was almost piercing through the blood vessels of the glands, and countless S-level Alpha pheromones flowed into the vulnerable body of ordinary Alphas.

Shen Luyang lay on his shoulders, frowning and closing his eyes, but he didn't react a bit.

Apart from the pain of biting the flesh with the teeth, the injection of pheromones is actually very...comfortable.

He was so comfortable that he began to hum uncontrollably, and his hands that regained some strength casually hugged the other person's shoulders, rubbing up and down the undulating muscles of his back.

It's like longing, and it's like the pleasure of being infused with a large number of pheromones in a short period of time.

The person who has just suffered the consequences of its runaway is delicately caressed by the deliberately warm liquor, pity and tenderness.

Shen Luyang stroked the back of Xie Weihan's neck, the blood in his palm stained his skin, reminding him of the moment when the flower stem broke, and his heart beat out of control.

He murmured and asked, kissing Xie Weihan's shoulder with his lips: "Mr. Xie, I'm still alive, so are you...Did we fail..."

Xie Weihan let go of the mouth that was biting on the back of his neck, and carefully licked away the blood overflowing from the glands, as if he was kissing delicate and fragile china.

The voice was hoarse, the soothing kiss went from the back of the neck to the shoulder, and the eyes were full of madness and morbid satisfaction: "Yang Yang, you have 'eaten' me."

From the moment you decided to kill me and tightened the stem, I was eaten by you.

We are one, never, never, never apart.

Shen Luyang grabbed the back of the S-class Alpha's neck like the forbidden area with his fingertips. The tip of his nose searched for the other party's smell, and subconsciously asked, "What about me? Did you eat me?"

Xie Weihan's kiss finally landed on his lips, his beautiful face was stained with charming, and a sickly crimson appeared on his cheeks.

The palms clasped Shen Lu Yangjin's thin and taut waist, slowly bent the corners of his mouth, and happily ran his lips across the tip of his nose and eyelids, his voice elongated: "Now 'eat'."

Shen Luyang was stunned for a moment, then he was grabbed by a slender and powerful hand and lifted up on the table. Xie Weihan stood in front of him, his black hair was wet with sweat on his forehead, and his usually elegant and mature face was more indulgent. And desire, turned into a big demon to deceive people.

Shen Luyang felt that the tips of his fingers were numb, licking his lips and looking at the person in front of him obsessively.

Aftermath? Lost and found? or something else?

Not important anymore.

He only felt that he was going to be so sensitive that Xie Weihan's breathing in his ear made the skin behind his ear red.

It was said that the moment of dying was the most sensitive, and he believed it.

Looking over Xie Weihan's shoulders, he saw roses surrounded by roses, petals adorned with drops of red wine, and the pure flowers became charming and sultry.

Inviting to lick the drops of wine on it.

The Adam's apple rolled violently, Shen Luyang took the initiative to hug Xie Weihan's waist, and swallowed dryly: "Mr. Xie, Xie Weihan."

"Um?"

The hot breath sprayed, Xie Weihan's nose rubbed his nose lightly, and he moved slowly, as if sniffing his rapid breathing, making sure that he was still alive.

"I want a flower." Shen Luyang couldn't bear this kind of provocation, and his dying body was especially eager to touch.

He raised his head to kiss Xie Weihan's lips, but was inadvertently avoided.

Before he could go after him, Xie Weihan already turned his head, stretched out his left hand, and folded off a pale pink rose that was in full bloom.

The greenish sap in the nails is thus masked.

Xie Weihan lightly bit the petals, rested his hands on the table beside Shen Luyang, lowered his eyelashes, leaned over, and approached slowly.

Shen Luyang's breathing became rapid, he swallowed, opened his mouth at a loss, and at the moment when the petal touched the corner of his lips, he was guided to cover it with his lips.

A lingering kiss dyed with the fragrance of flowers.

When the lips and teeth were separated, Shen Luyang looked at Xie Weihan with blurred eyes, and insisted on repeating a second before he held the other's lips again: "We will love each other forever, forever..."

Romance is immortal.

But I am willing to die with you.

The body with blood and scars all over the body has infinite desire and power at this moment.

The two kissed each other in blood.

Xie Weihan's injured left hand stroked Shen Luyang's neck, leaving bloodstains, swallowing the whimper of his struggle and enjoyment, and replied in a low voice: "I will always belong to you, dear, you have me..."

Romance to death.

But I would like to live with you.