After Jiang Jiang tried to push a few more times, Liang Yihuan didn't say a word, directly held Jiang Jiang's hands, and pressed them on both sides of Jiang Jiang separately, no matter how Jiang Jiang tossed, Liang Yihuan just went crazy with red eyes.

Jiang Jiang had no choice, regretted that he shouldn't have stayed, underestimated the effect of the medicine, felt uncomfortable, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

Liang Yihuan was stunned for a moment, and kissed the corner of Jiang Jiang's eye, just when Jiang Jiang thought that Liang Yihuan had regained his senses, he found that Liang Yihuan followed Jiang Jiang's cheek and kissed Jiang Jiang's earlobe all the way down.

When the ear was taken into Liang Yihuan's mouth, Jiang Jiang only felt that after his earlobe was finely ground by the tip of the tooth, it was the sucking of the little tongue and lips, like something burning on fire, crackling and burning himself into ashes, making a huge hollow sound in his ears.

Jiang Jiang didn't react yet, but found that Liang Yihuan suddenly went down, hovering around Jiang Jiang's neck, and bit Jiang Jiang's fair skin, like a stray puppy, devoutly and lovingly tasting his food.

The little tongue was like a little snake, trembling and drawing a map, Jiang Jiang couldn't help but hum softly, but found that Liang Yihuan raised his head slightly, looking at his emotions.

Jiang Jiang immediately turned his face sideways, not daring to look directly at Liang Yihuan, but suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

The liquid that Liang Yihuan kissed just now was still on it, but at this moment, Liang Yihuan got up slightly and exhaled softly at it.

When he saw the stress response of his body, Jiang Jiang felt that he was going to die of shame, and the change in color always did not lie.

From pink to rose, it seems to be a bewitching flower. But Liang Yihuan had a hint of a wicked smile, slowly raised his hand and kneaded it under Jiang Jiang's gaze, and leaned over to kiss Jiang Jiang's gasps into his heart.

But when the almost shameful words came out of Liang Yihuan's mouth, Jiang Jiang felt that he was about to collapse, and this word of erotic words hit his nerves that were about to collapse.

After Jiang Jiang struggled in vain a few times, his reason gradually dissipated.

When he was emotional, Jiang Jiang saw Liang Yihuan's reddish eyes, and whispered almost crazy gasps, Jiang Jiang hugged Liang Yihuan's shoulders tightly with all his might, opened his mouth and gently held Liang Yihuan's earlobe, and raised his legs as much as possible to wrap around the other party's waist, barely suppressed the crying, and only left tenderness and love to the other party.

The two tossed I don't know how many times, although Jiang Jiang tried his best to keep up with Liang Yihuan's rhythm, but Liang Yihuan was in such a state after all, and he was not an opponent at all.

Later, Jiang Jiang was about to crawl away with a soft waist, but was dragged back by Liang Yihuan mercilessly, hugged into his arms and grinding his temples, and said all his love and desire.

And even though Jiang Jiang is exhausted, Liang Yihuan is still reluctant, his desire and love have made him unable to think, and he can't help but want more. There was a stirring gasp in his slightly hoarse voice.

The night of love and honey, the surging tide of love made the two almost lose their minds, and the blood in lust and the pleasure of dying made the two entangled.

Until the next morning, when Jiang Jiang woke up, he found that his whole body seemed to fall apart, and it hurt everywhere, which was as sour as when he had just finished the physical education exam when he was in school.

Jiang Jiang no longer knew where he was cramping, he only felt as if there was no place without cramps, and it hurt wherever he moved.

Jiang Jiang turned his face slightly, and saw Liang Yihuan beside him, still holding himself, sleeping like a child.

Jiang Jiang looked at Liang Yihuan for a while, the man who held himself in the palm of his hand broke into his world again.

A smile appeared, Jiang Jiang felt inexplicably steady, stretched out his hand to support the bed, Jiang Jiang thought about sitting up, and felt that he was embarrassed that he was not wearing anything, so he wanted to pull the quilt to block it.

As a result, Liang Yihuan was accidentally woken up.

Liang Yihuan opened his eyes and glanced at Jiang Jiang, and then closed his eyes again as if he wanted to go back to sleep, but immediately his eyes suddenly widened, stared at Jiang Jiang for a few seconds, and immediately sat up.

"Jiang Jiang, where is this?" Liang Yihuan asked a little flusteredly, his eyes full of confusion and panic.

"This is my home, my room. Jiang Jiang said a little unnaturally.

Liang Yihuan frowned, reached out and lifted the quilt, looked at his state in the quilt, and then looked at Jiang Jiang.

"I, what did I do yesterday? Am I crazy?" Liang Yihuan asked in horror, "What happened to me......?" I'm tough? I'm a beast. ”

Liang Yihuan rubbed his head in annoyance, looked at Jiang Jiang again, and waited for Jiang Jiang to speak.

Seeing the kiss marks on Jiang Jiang's neck, Liang Yihuan became even more panicked.

"It's not...... There are no things that you don't have to ...... Are you a fragment?" Jiang Jiang said unnaturally.

"I'm completely unimpressed," Liang Yihuan said with some collapse, "Why did I come to your house......?" Oh, how can this be, Jiang Jiang, I'm really sorry, I want to fight and kill you at will. ”

Jiang Jiang saw Liang Yihuan's collapse, smiled, and pulled the quilt again, "That...... I'm going to get dressed and I'll talk to you in detail. ”

After speaking, Jiang Jiang was about to roll up the quilt and get out of bed to pick up the clothes on the ground, but before he got out of bed, he heard Liang Yihuan say with some embarrassment.

As soon as Jiang Jiang turned around, he saw Liang Yihuan in an extremely distorted posture, pulling the last bit of quilt, covering himself, and said embarrassedly: "That...... I don't seem to be wearing anything......"

Jiang Jiang looked at Liang Yihuan like a quail, and couldn't help but laugh, "Otherwise, you don't care about yourself first, anyway, I won't look back at you." ”

After saying that, Jiang Jiang couldn't help laughing, and Liang Yihuan felt furious with laughter.

"You weren't so shy last night, Liang Yihuan, Liang Yihuan. Jiang Jiang said while laughing.

Liang Yihuan frowned, seeing that Jiang Jiang's state didn't look like he was angry, so he asked cautiously, "What was my state last night?"

"Hmm......" Jiang Jiang paused, "It's hard to say, I can't describe it." ”

When Jiang Jiang got his clothes to change, he secretly glanced at Liang Yihuan, but saw that this person looked like a monk, closed his eyes, and looked like six clean roots.

It doesn't correspond to the person who was shouting last night.

It's just such a scene, but it also gave Jiang Jiang a so-called opportunity, and Liang Yihuan doesn't remember it all.

Whether it's his own promise, or what he promised last night, if Jiang Jiang doesn't mention it now, Liang Yihuan won't know about it at all.

This retreat was in front of him, but Jiang Jiang did not hesitate this time.

"I'm dressed, open your eyes. Jiang Jiang said.

Liang Yihuan was a little embarrassed to find clothes to wear, and sat on the edge of the bed again, like a sinner waiting to be released.