This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

Ling Tian was slightly stunned, his eyes flashed quickly, and then he nodded, “Well, I'm leaving first. ”

After that, Ling Tian turned around and left the door.

Nightingale waited for the apartment door to close and didn't go in. His wristband leaned against the wall at the front door, and his heart began to count...

“3”

“2”

“1”

“Ka!”

The door just closed was opened again, and Ling Tian, who was supposed to leave, stepped in.

When he saw leaning against the front door, his hands wrapped around his chest, and the smile of the evening was playful, Ling Tian's ear and back instantly turned red.

“Yo! Young Master Ling, aren't you busy?” Night Xuan saw Ling Tian come in again and immediately laughed.

Ling Tian slightly annoyed, knowingly asked!!!

After closing the door, he dragged Night Xuan into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his lips severely...

Familiar touch, heartfelt breath, Ling Tian some greedy kiss, with a long-lasting eagerness to meet again.

He is a man of great restraint, but in front of the Night Xuan morning, all his restraint, as if it had been useless, his inner desire: desire, can always be easily provoked by the Night Xuan morning...

Less than half a month after returning from City A, he felt like a few years later, each day was slower than the previous day...

Until the last trace of air between the lips and teeth disappeared, Ling Tian did not release Night Xuan Morning, his forehead was lowered to his forehead, the tips of his nose were opposite, and his breathing was a little heavy.

“Tsk... Young Master Ling, how comfortable are you? ”

Night Xuan licked some reddish lips that were kissed and the voice was filled with laughter.

Midnight's palms held the back waist of Night Xuan, keeping him close to himself.

Hearing him say this, Ling Tian glanced at him and his eyelashes covered his eyelids for a little while. His voice was a little dull: “Running away from home. ”

The night glowed because it was really hard to hear from Ling Tian.

Raise your hand and hook Midnight's neck. Night Xuan rubbed his face against his ear and lowered his voice: “Young Master Ling, do you want to play a game? ~ Transformers ~”

After that, Night Xuan shrugged his shoulders slightly and his jacket instantly collapsed between his waist.

Ling Tian's eyes darkened and lifted his hand to help Night Xuan fall off his coat. Then he brought him up with a direct mention of his arm.

And the night Xuan morning also cooperated immensely, lifting the leg plate on Lingtian's waist.

“I miss you so much...” Night Xuan morning gently kissed the earlobes of the sky, revealing his thoughts these days without any cover.

Wearing his hands on the waist of Night Xuan morning, he lifted his hips with one hand and did not speak, walking straight to the bedroom.

“Bang!”

The bedroom door was kicked open hard and he threw Night Xuan directly on the bed in the middle of the day, and he pressed himself up immediately.

Soon, the bed was filled with heavy wheezing and groaning: moaning...

After……

In the night Xuan morning, some weakness lay on his body, the sweat wetted the hair in front of him, one on his forehead, white cheeks with a touch of affection. After the tide, it made him look a little more feminine than he would have been today.

Lingtian's palms gently stroked over his smooth back, seemingly loving the touch.

After a short break, Night Xuan stacked his hands together and then pillowed them under his chin, smiling and looking at Ling Tian.

“Young Master Ling, I really didn't expect you to have such a passionate side, what should I do if I like it? ”

The sound of the Night Xuan Morning still hooks people.