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This really can't be blamed on the Mo Burning Beast, whoever is trapped in such a claustrophobic space with a person who has slept with him countless times, regardless of whether the bed is true or false, whether it is out of revenge or out of love. I like it, smelling the familiar scent on the other party, I can't help but feel a little bit of excitement.
What's more, Mo Ran itself is a jerk.
Shi Mei is his white moonlight, he absolutely can't bear to touch it, and he doesn't want to destroy it.
He patronizes to destroy Chu Wanning, only facing Chu Wanning, all his darkness, animal desire, and rage in his bones can be vented unscrupulously.
In the previous life, every time he saw Chu Wanning raised his neck and rolled his Adam's apple, he felt that he was about to be reduced to a beast that only knew how to drink blood. He wanted to bite this man's throat open, grind his teeth to suck blood, chew Rotten flesh and blood.
If he doesn't feel sorry for Chu Wanning, he can destroy others vigorously.
At the end of the destruction, the body has developed a habit. As long as you smell the fragrance of Chu Wanning's body, your stomach will catch fire, your heart will itch, and you want to tie this person to the bed to fuck.
The coffin was quiet for a while, and Mo Ran's slightly anxious heartbeat could be heard.
He knows that Chu Wanning's face is very close, and he can feel the breathing of the other party. If he bites at this time, Chu Wanning will definitely not be able to break free, but
forget it.
Mo Ran leaned back and distanced himself from Chu Wanning. It was really not easy, because there was really not much room in the coffin.
"I'm sorry, Master." Mo Ran said haha, pretending to be his grandson, "I didn't expect this coffin to shake!"
As soon as the voice fell, the coffin tilted again. The ink burned and rolled into Chu Wanning's arms again.
Chu WanNing: ""
The ink burns and retreats, the coffin shakes again, and this is repeated several times.
"I don't fucking believe in evil anymore." Mo Ran leaned back again.
The golden boy and jade girl were probably walking a slope, and the inside of the coffin wall was slippery. After not holding on for too long, Mo Ran helplessly rolled to Chu Wanning.
"Master" Biting his lip, feeling aggrieved.
This guy looks cute like a teenager, if he deliberately hides his wolf's tail and pretends to be a pup, he actually pretends to be very similar.
Chu Wanning didn't say a word.
Mo Ran really didn't really want to roll around again, so he simply gave up struggling: "I didn't mean to."
Chu WanNing: ""
Mo Ran whispered: "But the wound on the back hurts so much"
In the dark, Chu Wanning seemed to sigh softly, the gongs and drums outside were a bit noisy, and Mo Ran was not sure if he really heard it clearly.
But the next moment, Mo Ran smelled a clearer fragrance of crabapple flowers, and Chu Wanning's hand was behind his back, blocking the gap where he might slam into it.
Although it is not a hug, Chu Wanning's arms are empty, deliberately avoiding physical contact with Mo Ran, only the cloth and Mo Ran touch each other, but this posture is somewhat intimate.
"Be careful, don't bump into it again." The voice was deep, like porcelain soaked in stream water, with a kind of simple and dignified, if you listen without hatred, it is actually very good.
"¡¡Um."
Suddenly no one spoke anymore.
Mo Ran is still a young boy who is growing tall at this time, not as tall as an adult, so he leans against Chu Wanning's arms, his forehead just reaches Chu Wanning's chin.
This feeling is both familiar and strange.
What is familiar is the person lying beside him.
What is strange is that it is such a posture.
Once upon a time, the past and the past were all about him lying in the Wushan Temple on the top of death and life, and the emperor who had become a lonely family, and in the long and breathless darkness, he hugged Chu Wanning in his arms.
At that time, he was already taller than Chu Wanning, and his strength was greater than that of the master. His arms were like iron tongs like a cage, locking the little remaining warmth in his arms, like holding the last fire in the world.
He lowered his head and kissed Chu Wanning's long ink-colored hair, then attached his face greedily, buried him deep in the neck of the other party, and bit and gnawed without mercy.
"I hate you, Chu Wanning. I hate you to death."
There is some hoarseness in the voice.
"But, I only have you left."
A violent crash shattered Mo Ran's memories, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly stopped, and the surrounding fields were dead silent.
"Master"
? Chu WanNing stretched out his hand, tapped his lips, Shen, the gorgeous fiery red costume made the dead man's face paler and lifeless.
The ghost married couple slowly came to the ghost master of ceremonies and knelt down.
The ghost master of ceremonies put his hand between them and said: "In the name of the master of ceremonies, I will give you a marriage after death. From then on, we will be a husband and wife, and a man and a woman will be happy together."
Mo Ran rolled his eyes and muttered: "If you don't know how to write poetry, don't write it. Make a vow of marriage, why does it sound so lewd?"
Chu Wanning said coldly: "Your mind is dirty."
Mo Ran shut up.
But it didn't take long for the ghost emcee to prove that it was not Mo Ran who was dirty, but the god in charge of dark marriages who was really dirty.
I saw that pair of married corpses seemed to have swallowed aphrodisiacs. They were clearly two dead ghosts, but they suddenly began to tear each other's clothes and passionately kissed each other. How could they be so shameless in public? entangled.
Chu WanNing: ""
Mo Ran: ""
"In the name of master of ceremonies, I bestow upon you heaven and earth. Yin and yang can intersect and unite, so life and death don't matter!"
The voice of the ghost master of ceremonies became more and more sharp and high-pitched.
The movements of the two corpses became more and more exaggerated. After the male corpse took off his clothes, he was furious and energetic, no different from a living person.
Mo Ran was stunned: "thisfuckingis it okay???" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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