MTL - My Darling Sick Beauty-Chapter 53

Wen Renye was stunned when he heard it.

He first heard this kind of words from Jiang Ziliu's mouth, with a slightly commanding tone, not very reasonable. But he spoke as calmly as usual, as if it were just an ordinary thing.

Come here and undress?

The other party's arm wrapped around his neck, and then relaxed a little, hugged him halfway, and stared at him silently like water.

Wen Renye almost felt that the sentence just now was an illusion he heard. But he was pulled by the other side, and instead of retreating, he was pulled closer and closer.

Until his breath was close to the skin and could fall on the other party's snow-white eyelashes, Jiang Zheliu slowly stopped and said in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"

Wen Renye stared at his earlobes that were reddened by the heat, at his eyelashes that moved slightly as he raised his eyes, and at the clean and peaceful pupils under his eyebrows.

Obviously it was the other party who took the initiative, but why at this time, it was him who was full of lust.

Wen Renye was suddenly frustrated, but he couldn't look away. He stopped for a long time to recall the other party's question, and then continued: "...I'm thinking, I can't take it off."

…Um?

Jiang Zheliu looked back and felt like a villain who forced a good family man and a good man to be a prostitute, but the villains in other people's books always treat each other like this, why did he take the wrong script and try to seduce the little devil to do this to him .

Maybe this is the responsibility of a mature man. He comforted himself silently, raised his head and kissed his lips, and asked, "Why, don't you want to sleep with me?"

For the sake of the object and the world, Jiang Xianzun really has a pretty good tolerance for anything that accumulates virtue.

The wording here is very particular, not sleeping with him, but sleeping with him. It seems to be filled with a little ambiguous hints, and it belongs to the one that is self-taught.

Although Jiang Ziliu lacks practical experience, thanks to his hobbies after retiring, he has very rich theoretical experience. He feels that he is older, and he thinks that he is a senior. He thinks that if this kind of thing is beneficial to the little devil, then it is nothing to let him guide the other party. The world of mature men should be so affordable, let go and have fun...

Before he could finish his self-suggestion, the psychological construction in his mind shattered all of a sudden - he was bitten by Wen Renye on the shoulder.

The bite on the neck is obviously not heavy, but the sharp teeth of the other party can rub against the blood marks, and it is bruised.

Wen Renye had just been kissed by him, making the man who didn't know the importance of it arched into a fire, half indulgence and half tentatively biting down, like the low sniff of a beast before it devoured its prey.

His demonic nature contains destruction and possession, and his strength is limited no matter how light it is. What's more, the physique of the heavenly spirit body has always been very inhuman, so licking and biting all at once, and casually biting out marks.

"…hiss."

Jiang Zheliu repressed and breathed lightly, his Adam's apple was held by the other side, and the pain subsided immediately.

But Wen Renye didn't dare to try again.

He let go of Jiang Ziliu, sat on the bed and looked at him, stretched out his hand to hold his slender wrist, and said with a low eyebrow: "You should rest well, don't think about it. If it breaks you..."

He stopped talking, and seemed very reluctant to mention this topic, let alone consider the consequences of breaking it. He doesn't like the vehicle driving on dangerous roads. Since there is a possibility of falling off the cliff, it is better to let it off the road in the first place.

Wen Renye's fingertips rubbed the inside of his wrist, and continued: "Take care of it again, okay? You couldn't stand it when I moved it last time. There are scars all over your body. You are still sick, don't be self-willed."

Jiang Zheliu looked at the bed tent in front of him, and hearing Ren Ye's words made his ears warm. He didn't know what to do to get the other party to let go of their grievances and let the other party transition from the illusion of going one's own way to reality.

It is impossible to break the illusion, and the little devil can't accept it, so he can only transition slowly.

"I'm all right." Jiang Ziliu turned to look at him, "Don't be afraid."

Who would have thought that one day, the two of them could have such a dialogue. The person who tossed people out of bed for a few days restrained himself and advised "don't be self-willed", and patiently reassured the person who had a psychological shadow on the demons and said "don't be afraid".

The world is really mysterious and life is unpredictable.

Jiang Zheliu was actually a little scared, because in addition to the fact that the other party's work was really bad, the size of the thing was really unreasonable, and it also had the racial talent that the demons would get stuck in it. It was really painful and made people seduce. Heart greatly reduced.

But Wen Renye's breath of blood and sense of loss of control that day made him reluctant to let the other party suffer.

"It's really fine." Jiang Zheliu clasped his hand and said earnestly, "As long as you are lighter, it's fine."

Wen Renye sat by the bedside and didn't speak. If someone who didn't know came in and saw him, he would have thought he was the bullied little daughter-in-law. Lord Mozun was held by his lover's finger, and he didn't want to let go at all, but he didn't want to hurt him at all.

Jiang Zheliu's body was in his heart, and it was no different from cracked glass and flying foam. Even the little wind that just blew was enough to hear Ren Ye's anger and self-blame, not to mention this incident.

But Xiao Liushu's hands were cold, and it was very useful to soothe the manic depression in his body.

Lord Mozun didn't want to let go, he squeezed the slender knuckles in his palm and kneaded for a long time on the arc below the opponent's thumb, and then whispered: "I will hurt you."

Jiang Zheliu's actual situation is much better, far from being broken at the touch of a button. He stared at Wen Renye for a long time, not knowing where the courage came from, he questioned softly: "...Are you, no?"

Wen Renye: "...?"

This is the best way to anger a man, and a man can't say no.

Jiang Zheliu knew this well. He looked at the other party with clear ink eyes, as if he was just asking unintentionally, and then pulled his finger and said, "It's okay, even if you can't do it, I won't despise you."

He turned around and turned his back to Wen Renye, as if he really gave up.

With Jiang Ziliu and Zhang Chi's ability to deal with affairs, he has already speculated in his mind when the other party will not be able to bear to come over to prove himself. But he still underestimated the degree of Wen Renye's fear of breaking him, and even such words were not enough to make the little devil lose his mind.

But the other party still leaned over and proved himself in another way.

"Zhe Liu, are you blaming me?"

Jiang Zheliu said nothing, closed his eyes and went to sleep, ignoring him.

"But you kept crying that time." Wen Renye patiently said, "You think I'm too big to get in, you think I can't control myself, you fall apart when you hit me, and you think I've been stuck in it all the time. Not out... uh."

His mouth was covered by Jiang Ziliu's palm.

Wen Renye stared at him, and when he saw him frowning unbearably, he scolded angrily, "What kind of old accounts?"

It can be seen that the coldness and coldness are like Jiang Xianzun, and there are times when the corners of his eyes are reddened by these demonic qi.

Wen Renye grabbed his wrist, kissed his palm, and whispered, "You told me first."

The reasons are sufficient, and there is no angle to refute it.

Since he woke up, he has become more and more helpless to the little devil. In the past, he could tame the opponent with a sentence or two, but now, the little devil has learned to block his words by showing weakness.

Jiang Zheliu also felt frustrated. He tasted the long-lost frustration in this big demon, and he could only withdraw his hand.

"But you don't have any idea about me." Jiang Zheliu looked out the window and deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, "But I'm boring, and it's time to get bored."

When Wen Renye heard this, his pupils trembled. He was so wronged that he almost made the other party cry.

"Jiang Zheliu." He gritted his teeth and called his full name, "Do you have a conscience when you say this?"

I only say this if I have a conscience, or let me watch you go crazy all the time?

Jiang Zheliu answered silently in his heart, and glanced at him blankly: "Wen Renye, you were not like this before."

He used to climb the bed but was very diligent and active.

Jiang Xianzun put down his self-esteem and face, and began to brew his emotions in an extremely willful and rare way. He stared into the eyes of the little devil, carefully capturing the other party's emotional changes.

Wen Renye has never suffered this kind of grievance in his life, he was extremely annoyed, and said angrily: "You were not so unreasonable before, now you are disobedient every time, and every time you want to do whatever you want... You why is it like this!"

The level of these two quarrels is close to that of the kindergarten class. Their skills are very advanced, they have improved, and they are worth learning.

But in fact, Jiang Zheliu has always done what he wants, and his path has always been under his own control. Wen Renye said this, only because his current desire for control is greater than before, that he felt that it was suffering.

"I've always been like this." Jiang Ziliu said indifferently, "You want to control more."

These two sentences are true, but the tone of the speech is too alienated, causing Wen Renye to receive double the crit and the second trauma.

He looked at Jiang Zheliu with a heavy gaze, as if he would start the script of the overbearing demon in the next moment, start to forcibly rob him, humiliate him wantonly, spoil him, and become a qualified villain.

Jiang Zheliu is also observing this point, wanting him to get rid of those cautious and hallucinations.

Wen Renye lowered his head and pressed him over, suppressing the emotions in his voice: "You don't think I can't do it, you think I want too much, and you're annoying, aren't you?"

Jiang Ziliu, who is ready to take the plot by force: "..."

…what?

What kind of brain circuit is this devil?

He was stunned for a while, and watched the other party's deep purple eyes become more and more wrong, and he could cry in the next instant.

For a moment, Jiang Zheliu wondered if the Demon Venerable who had bloodbathed the rebels and ruled the Six Realms was really him.

A mature man has matured to this level. When he saw the hurt look on the little devil's face, he couldn't hold it anymore. The indifference on his face melted away little by little, and finally he couldn't help raising his hand to touch his magic horn. , sighed, "I didn't."

"Really?"

Jiang Zheliu was speechless, feeling that teenage girls were more secure than him, he paused and confirmed, "Really."

"Then do you still like me?"

"..." Jiang Zheliu was a little hard to understand the logic of his question. He watched the other party rub the magic horn into his palm, like a big cat desperately trying to lick him.

What else can I do, I can only pet.

"I like it." He said calmly and patiently, "Don't be angry, okay?"

Wen Renye's mood gradually stabilized, he pressed his palm against his pillow, and reluctantly lowered his head to kiss him.

The lips overlapped, and there was a few breaths of contact and handover, and the breaths of the two were entangled together. At the same time, a familiar divine soul force surrounded and entangled from all directions just like this gentle aura.

Like meandering vines, twisted snakes, relying on each other's sense of dependence and past experience, the spirit that has just recovered rushed into Wen Renye's primordial spirit, as if it fell into his arms. inside.

But this power is far from being as simple as hugging. It has long been prepared, the entanglement spreads, the breaths of the two are quickly fused, and they are connected together, making Wen Renye unable to break free from the sudden vortex of desire.

His self-control collapsed across the board.

For a long time, Wen Renye has been guiding each other to achieve their goals in all the friendships, but this time, Jiang Ziliu's gentle and soft breath showed extraordinary tenacity, and quickly involved the emotions of the leader.

Chess to the end, anti-general one army.

Wenren Ye Yuanshen lost control, and completely merged the spirit that he took the initiative to embrace into his Yuanshen, and the relationship between the gods was deep and could not be separated. He pressed Jiang Zheliu's shoulder and inadvertently bit the other's lips.

Red and swollen again.

"...Why are you like this." The little devil said only one sentence of condemnation, and then wrapped his arms around the other's waist again, holding the person in his arms tightly and not letting go, staring at his lover's lips with a faint smile.

The smile on Jiang Zheliu's lips only appeared for a moment, and then he felt pressured by his own ability to bear.

He kissed the other side slowly, and said softly, "I'm a thousand-year-old fox, little devil, you have to be careful."

His hand loosened the belt under the crown of Demon Venerable, and slowly pulled off the complicated knots, every movement was challenging the opponent's reason.

Even if it was such a thing, Jiang Xianzun carried out the process calmly and elegantly. He took off the opponent's shirt, untied the front of his shirt, and took off the world-shaking Demon Lord to only one obscene garment, and then Start untying the belt around your waist.

Before this, the little devil could endure it, but when he saw his sweetheart touching his clothes, his brain that was not particularly easy to use immediately went crazy, pushed Jiang Ziliu's hand again, and regained the dominance.

Jiang Ziliu also had no objection, and handed over the right of guidance to the party with better physical fitness. He passively endured the other party's demonic, aggressive and aggressive kiss, and when he couldn't bear it, he avoided the other party's sharp teeth.

The slightly damaged lips were placed against Wen Renye's ear, his voice was slightly hoarse, but extremely pleasant.

"You remember... be careful," he instructed softly.

If it hurts me, I will want to run away.

The sentence was not finished and was forced to stop.

——

The next morning.

The deer demon boy with two horns said goodbye to the Qinglong Zhenjun, looking forward to coming to the demon world. Along the way, he heard a lot of rumors about the recovery of the demon queen.

Ah Chu was so excited, he knew that the immortal brother would be fine, he was the protagonist, and he would definitely receive extraordinary treatment as the protagonist!

The little deer was about to jump up and down with joy. He went straight to Jingshan Temple and saw Chang Gan at the entrance of the temple.

I often come here today, and Wen Renye is in the hall, so Shi Binghen and Gongyiyan are not there.

When A Chu saw the acquaintance, he patted Chang Gan's head excitedly, and when he watched his vertical pupils turn penetratingly, he felt a little bit of awareness that the other party was a poisonous snake.

He embarrassedly said: "Uh...why don't you go in, what are you waiting for? Is brother awake?"

Only on the topic of Jiang Ziliu, can two peers who have been separated for a long time continue to communicate without barriers.

Chang Gan leaned against the doorpost, slung his sword around his waist, and said expressionlessly, "I should be awake."

Ah Chu nodded, his eyes sparkling: "Then I'm going in?! I miss him so much!"

Chang Gan looked at the barren mountains in the distance, and said calmly: "But you'd better not go in. If you go to see your brother now, you may have life worries... Huh?"

He turned his gaze, and the deer demon beside him had long since disappeared. Chang Gan looked at the emptiness in front of him and sighed, "Don't say I didn't warn you."

He stayed here all night, and naturally knew that the fighting situation had just ended. That thing from his little uncle... It should be said that the entire demon race is the same. If it is not released, it will get stuck in it. It is estimated that my brother is exhausted and can't take care of others. The two armies confront each other.

He walked across the carpet of the main hall, and saw the bedroom behind the main seat. There was a long screen behind the two rows of lamps and candles, and there was no sound inside.

Ah Chu didn't think much about it, he got out from the screen, and just wanted to go to the river and break the willows, he was shocked by the scene in front of him—

Wen Renye was wearing a black robe, and the bottom of the black robe was full of dark gold lines. He was putting on clothes at the moment, and the waistband of the robe was about three fingers wide, which outlined a strong waist. The robe had just been taken off the hanger. At this moment, he noticed A Chu's movement and was turning his head to look over.

And on the bed behind him, the soft and cold snow hair was messed up, as if it had been ruthlessly trampled. Rushuang's backs of hands and forearms were covered with dots of hickeys and bruises, and there was one on the phalanx, which was so obvious that it dazzled people's eyes.

Whoever sees this picture does not say a word to seize the scene, a model of domineering Demon Venerable.

A Chu looked at him blankly, and then looked at Jiang Zheliu behind him, his eyes reddened with anger, and he accused: "How can you force him!"

Today even if he is the ceiling of force, he can't bully my fairy brother!

Wen Renye watched A Chu come over with a blank face, and stood in front of the bed with a distressed face. The deer wrote "Only strength but not mind" was written all over his face, and his IQ and strategy were still so weak.

If such a stupid deer was here with Demon Venerable, he would have been killed in his heart long ago.

Seeing that he didn't speak for the first time, Achu felt that he was wrong, and said angrily: "He just woke up and you did this kind of thing to him, so I misunderstood you, how can you be such a beast!"

Jiang Zheliu had just fallen asleep at this time, and was awakened by A Chu's voice. He heard such a sentence as soon as he opened his eyes. He reluctantly raised his hand and tugged at Xiao Lu's sleeve, trying to explain to A Chu that he It's that beast.

However, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak, and because he moved a little, he touched the place where he was injured last night, and he almost didn't make a sound.

Jiang Zheliu was trapped in the situation and silently shrank back.

When a person is middle-aged, it is easy to flash to the waist in any posture, not to mention that his lover is still so young...