Chapter 1782 I don't know what title to write
Pan Sen also sobered up, this was different from the reunion he imagined, he looked at the person in front of him distressedly, and stretched out his hand, "Touch it, it's hot." ”
Huan Huan's whole person was stupid, his mind was blank, he was like a puppet, one sentence and one instruction, he really stretched out his hand and touched Pan Sen's warm hand, Pan Sen slept for a few hours, his whole body was warm, and the warm, physical hand made Huan Huan feel excited, as if he had been electrified.
Someone must have used a sophisticated trick to deceive him, it must be!
The person he had waited for so many years and had not waited for suddenly appeared on the bed one day when he returned late, greeting him tenderly, as if he had never left.
Huan Huan gritted his teeth, trying to remind him with pain that this must be an illusion, an illusion caused by him missing Xiaoyu too much, and this is not the first time.
It must be fake, the voice is fake, the hands are fake, and the temperature must be deceiving, but why, is he crying like this?
"Huan'er......" Pan Sen's voice was soft and soft, and he suddenly pulled Huanhuan to fall on the bed, and his body rolled over on him, and Huanhuan's tears burst out of his eyes.
The real weight, pressing his heart, he listened to his heartbeat, for the first time he knew that the heartbeat of the human body was the most beautiful music, he was afraid that as soon as he touched it, the person in front of him would turn into a bubble, he was disappointed too many times, every time he woke up to a void, he was used to the cold surroundings, and suddenly he was wrapped in a fire, and he still felt a little uncomfortable.
He was like a poor bastard at the end of his rope, and suddenly he hit 80 million.
Pan Sen lowered his head and gently kissed away his tears, the tip of his warm tongue, licked and kissed his eyelids, "They are all scientists, and they still cry so much?"
Huanhuan looked at him in a daze, without any resistance, his hands and feet were cold and stiff.
"Baby, I'm back. Pan Sen rubbed the tip of his nose against him, "Do you want to snub me?" ”
"I seem to ...... Dreaming. Huanhuan said truthfully, the dream is still so real.
"Do you often dream of me?"
"Yes. Huanhuan choked, "I dream every day." ”
"I also dream of Huan'er every day. ”
Huanhuan seemed to be a patient with severe limb stiffness who had just been cured, and his hands and feet finally regained sensation, and he gently hugged his thin waist, hot!
His heart was once again overturned, numb, painful, and paralyzed, and his eyes gradually hid a fire, burning more and more, and there was already a burning posture, he suddenly overturned Pan Sen, pressed him on the soft quilt, lowered his head and kissed his lips, fierce, obsessive, desperate strength, as if to bite a piece of flesh down on his lips, let his blood witness the truth of this moment.
Pan Sen has always indulged his roughness, and he is quite cooperative, and in this respect, they are very compatible.
Huanhuan was like a fierce beast, transferring his prey, peeling off the skin, revealing the tender flesh, and began to gnaw, taste, and tear his prey with his teeth.
The madness in his eyes exaggerated the coldness of the night.
Huanhuan, "I'll be very hard." ”
"Good!"
Pan Sen paused and kissed him, "Come and hurt me." ”
Huanhuan's reason collapsed and fell into a rambling tide of love.
……
The night lingered, entangled.
The next day, there was a rain outside the window, crackling and smashing on the window, the raindrops converged into a straight line and rolled down to the edge of the windowsill, the room was dim, the two figures were still tirelessly entangled, arched in the quilt, Pan Sen regretted a little why he was so profligate, and for the first time experienced the madness of the self-healing ability of the alien fire clan, he was as tired as an ox plowing the field, Huanhuan was tireless, he could always keep himself in the best condition, he could always make his body young and energetic, and the consequence of this was that he almost became a rag doll。
Huan'er used to be affectionate.
This kind of thing is really sweet and painful, addictive and painful for him.