MTL - Knight’s Love Letter-Chapter 7

Pumpkin didn't say a word. She knew that she would be recognized sooner or later.

The same man, Fang Shiqing quickly determined from such a move that the other party followed him to the house in the middle of the night. Thinking of the last scene when he fainted from pain, he couldn't help but chrysanthemum.

One time is not enough, and a second time? What kind of blood mold he poured!

But speaking of it, it is a hundred times better than a real burglary.

Having seen each other's strength and biceps, Fang Shiqing knew that his thin arms and legs were no match for others, he gritted his teeth and gave up the struggle, saying: "It's also an acquaintance, let's fight Can we negotiate?"

Pumpkin kissed him behind his cheeks and ears and around his neck, completely ignoring him.

Fang Shiqing has accepted his strange deafness, and then said: "Can you be lighter? I'm afraid of pain."

Pumpkin's kiss paused for a while before continuing, and I don't know if I heard it.

Fang Shiqing looked at the black and smeared ceiling, and after knowing that it was a pumpkin and not a robber, he was not as frightened as before, and accepted the reality that he was about to be broken again. Instead, his body and mind relaxed. A question popped out of his head: "Are you particularly ugly?"

Pumpkin stopped kissing him, and stood up a little, as if looking at him.

Fang Shiqing said: "When you do it with others, don't you show your face?"

Pumpkin did not speak, lowered her head and kissed his lips accurately.

The alchemist was stunned for a while, and asked, "Have you never done it with a man? I'm the first?"

Pumpkin still didn't speak, and kissed him again.

Fang Shiqing's narcissism flared up and said, "I'm pretty handsome, aren't you? You don't fall in love with me at first sight, right?"

Pumpkin's right hand was still pressing his arms, and her free left hand was raised to touch his face.

Fang Shiqing said: "This is the default?"

Pumpkin lowered her head and kissed him, her lips and teeth extremely tender.

Fang Shiqing is not afraid of him at all at this moment, he thinks this guy is a slutty **** in the closet, and it is not bad to be a gun friend. Metamorphosis, and also, the technology is too scum.

The two of them were in a state of kissing and kissing. Fang Shiqing said otherwise, Pumpkin is definitely a good student. It was Fang Shiqing who suddenly wanted to teach people to kiss, and it was Fang Shiqing who was confused by the kiss.

But Mr. Fang didn't faint for too long, his students couldn't wait, he quickly took off his pants, and went in without even expanding, making Mr. Fang cry again.

Fortunately, he had an experience once, he drank a lot of wine today, the pain was much lighter than the last time, and the pumpkin was much more skilled than the last time. Moreover, the pumpkin is very talented, and can push it to a particularly deep place every time. Fang Shiqing was drunk and dizzy, but he gave birth to the illusion that the thing was going to be pushed to his throat. After crying for a long time, he felt it. It still hurts, but the pain is mixed with great pleasure.

He used to be reluctant to go down because he was afraid of pain, but now he has passed the biggest level of pain, and the sizeable weapon of the pumpkin has developed his long-hidden No. 0 physique.

In the end, it evolved into a rape.

After the end, it was three in the morning.

Fang Shiqing felt that there was no point in accusing the other party of rape, after all, he himself made waves in the back.

Pumpkin was still kissing in his ear, with infinite tenderness.

In the dark, the atmosphere is strangely romantic.

Fang Shiqing said, "Who are you?"

The pumpkin kiss came to an abrupt end.

Fang Shiqing felt that he had guessed correctly: "It's someone I've met, right? Last time I wore a mask, but this time I didn't turn on the lights. Are you afraid I'll recognize you?"

Pumpkin rolled over and sat beside him.

Fang Shiqing was too weak to move, lying there and guessing: "Are you a model? Have you taken pictures for our magazine?"

The pumpkin is silent.

Fang Shiqing waited for no response, then said: "You follow me because you like me, right? But I can't always have **** with someone who doesn't show my face, it's just three things , there will never be a next time.”

He really wants to know what this person who fits his body beyond imagination looks like.

He thinks that Pumpkin may still have concerns, and the closet is afraid of this and that. He thought about it and said, "Don't worry, if you don't want to come out, I won't say it."

Pumpkin turned around and looked at him quietly.

The alchemist said: "Let me see you, as long as you are not ugly... I will sit up and move by myself."

After he finished speaking, he felt a fever on his face, what the **** is he talking about is a JB? Addicted to this pervert, right? Shake M?

"Forget it, I didn't say anything, I don't care to see what you like to look like." He said with a bit of breath, "I'm done fucking, I'm still here What? Get the **** out of here!"

After he finished speaking, in order to prove that he was not at all curious about the face of the pumpkin, he turned his back to others very childishly.

After a few seconds, Pumpkin's big hand reached out and touched his face.

He was about to say something to emphasize his position, but the voice of pumpkin sounded like thunder: "...Qingqing, it's me."

He rolled over suddenly and sat up.

In the dark and quiet room, I could almost hear the thump of my heartbeat.

Is it a hallucination? Otherwise, why does the perverted voice of the pumpkin sound like...

The man stood up, reached out and pressed the ceiling light switch on the wall.

squat.

“Qingqing,” the man said, “I…”

Before he finished speaking, he was punched by Fang Shiqing without warning, his face turned to one side.

He turned his face slowly and looked at Fang Shiqing silently, his eyes a little confused.

Fang Shiqing's chest was heaving and his voice was shaking: "Are you... gay?"

He said, "That's it."

"That's the double..." The alchemist trembled and said with difficulty, "Does my sister know?"

He whispered, "I don't know."

Fang Shiqing raised the volume and scolded: "Liar! You lied to her! Shameless! You are shameless!"

He scolded these words over and over more than a dozen times, and Wang Qi just squatted in front of him and listened without replying, and his face was expressionless.

Fang Shiqing's emotions were too extreme, his throat was dry, and he lost his voice when he scolded and scolded, but his lips were shaking more than before.

Wang Qi raised his hand and wanted to touch his head, but he avoided him, so he had to put his hand down again and said, "Your sister and I are divorced."

Fang Shiqing stared at him, his eyes full of surprise.

Wang Qi said: "Do you want to see the divorce certificate for the formalities this afternoon?" Fang Shiqing looked.

Fang Shiqing glanced at it and turned his face away. After a while, he said hoarsely: "Why is the divorce...it's good..." He couldn't continue, what is it called good?

He's not stupid either, he doesn't know, he just wants to pretend to be an ostrich.

Wang Qi insisted to say it: "In addition, this time, I have slept with you twice, how can I still live with your sister?"

Fang Shiqing frantically said, "Shut up! Don't talk!"

Wang Qi said: "...Okay."

The two had different thoughts, and neither of them spoke for a long time.

Wang Qi lowered his head, the bridge of his handsome nose cast a shadow on his face, he put on all his clothes and trousers, only the three buttons on his shirt were open, and his fit chest muscles were half exposed and half covered , From the neck to the chest, there are several fresh tooth marks scattered sporadically.

The maker of the toothmark just wants to hit the wall now, it's better to hit it back to Halloween, the whole world will have amnesia and forget about this completely derailed thing.

Fang Shiqing shivered and buttoned his shirt, looked left and right, and his pants were thrown a few steps away.

He supported the carpet with one hand and wanted to stand up. Wang Qi stretched out his hand to help him. After being slapped away by him, he silently retracted his hand.

It took a little effort for him to stand up, and he regretted it as soon as he stood up.

The slippery fluid ran down his thighs.

Wang Qi squatted there and looked up.

Fang Shiqing wanted to die in embarrassment and anger, hurriedly picked up his pants, and put them on like that.

"Qingqing," Wang Qi also stood up and said, "You are right, I like you."

Fang Shiqing hadn't put on his pants yet, when he was instantly knocked down by his words, he shook and almost fell directly to the ground.

Wang Qi also said: "I do these things to you because I like you, and I don't think you hate me..."

Fang Shiqing couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Are you sick? You! You are sick!"

Wang Qi opened his mouth and said, "Lovesickness."

Fang Shiqing: "...Go away! I'll kill you if you don't leave, believe it or not!"

Wang Qi was driven away, he sat on the sofa in a daze until dawn.

Drunken and indulgent, it hurts everywhere.

But he didn't care about it at all, staring at the clock until half past eight, then tremblingly dialed his sister Fang Mingyu's cell phone number.