Ling Yin really couldn’t do anything about him. He caressed his face, seeing the flush under the fine sweat on his cheeks, reluctant to complain even a little. It seed he could only accept his fate. However: "It’s not really goodbye, I just couldn’t get away because of so issues."
Of course, he also wanted to see if his sudden disappearance from his world would make him miss him, even though his words were tough, his every move was proving sothing to himself.
Hua Hua snorted and stopped responding, focusing intently on what he wanted to do.
His kiss was passionate as fire, his tongue tangled with Ling Yin’s, the heat of their breath continuously spraying onto each other’s faces.
Hua Hua couldn’t help but shiver all over, his seductive voice full of grievance: "You can’t leave without saying goodbye again! You swear it!"
During a gasp for air, Hua Hua, with a husky voice, pushed Ling Yin, trying hard to disguise yet failing to hide the sense of abandonnt.
Such a sentence, completely unlike a tender confession, made Ling Yin’s heart soar.
"Do you care if I leave without saying goodbye?" Brother Ling’s smile at the corners of his lips revealed an inescapable heartache.
Hua Hua pinched Ling Yin’s jaw and said viciously, "Quick, swear it!"
"And if I don’t?"
Without thinking, Hua Hua threatened, "Then I’ll kill you!"
That deanor, simply unbearably cute!
To kill soone over such a thing, the underlying aning...
"Alright, I promise you, I’ll definitely never leave without saying goodbye again, Little Chu!" Ling Yin successfully counterattacked, pinning Hua Hua beneath him, it was unimaginable that he would be so obsessed with such a thing; serving him up and down... ending with Hua Hua as soft as a rag doll, lying heavily on the sofa, gasping and moaning incessantly.
Hua Hua’s heart trembled, even after getting the promise it felt insufficient; the words Ling Yin spoke were not trustworthy in his heart, his history was too heavy!
Had he fallen for him?
In his blurry eyes, Hua Hua stared into Ling Yin’s eyes, wanting to see his own heart clearly, then his heart trembled again, for a mont it seed like he believed it.
He couldn’t deceive himself, he loved this feeling right now!
The feeling of passionate intimacy with him!
The feeling of being in the sa room with him!
The feeling of his body tightly against his!
The feeling of his heartbeat resonating with his!
"Why are you looking at like that??" Ling Yin’s lips held an intimate, warm smile.
Hua Hua sowhat guiltily lowered his eyes, his hand caressing his bare chest, seeing the faint traces he’d left on Ling Yin, bitten, kissed, scratched, pinched, he liked those marks, left behind by him, thinking of them made his heart pound wildly.
Unconsciously, he said, "I just love to look at you, what can you do about it!"
Ling Yin’s eyes smiled, on the powder blue sofa, he grabbed Hua Hua’s hand, embracing his own desire, his voice brushing by Hua Hua’s ear: "Help ."
"No." Hua Hua retreated.
"I want to feel with you, the feeling of love reaching its peak."
The feeling of love reaching its peak?
These words exploded in Hua Hua’s mind, suddenly he opened his eyes wide, "Love?"
"Yes, love, do you want it?" Ling Yin’s tempting voice devoured Hua Hua’s sanity.
Hua Hua mumbled, retorting: "Between us, where’s the love?"
"As long as you want it, it can be there!"
"As long as you want, we can have love, what others can have, we can have too! Hua Hua, do you want it?"
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