Ling Shang's hand stroking the scar on Ye Mushen's neck suddenly increased his strength, and he ruthlessly grabbed his throat.

Ye Mushen twisted his body, trying to break free, but in vain.

Ling Shang greedily grabbed the air from Ye Mu Shen's mouth.

He watched as the bewildered eyes of the person in front of him blinked quickly a few times before closing them in obsession.

He casually glanced at Ye Mushen's flushed face and deepened brows, and his heart swelled with sadistic pleasure.

When Ye Mu Shen's consciousness was confused, Ling Shang bit his lips with his teeth, licked and swept the blood on his lips with the tip of his tongue, and slyly sent it into Ye Mu Shen's mouth.

There is a sweet and fishy taste in the sourness, which seems to be addictive.

The transparent blood-colored liquid slowly flowed down the corners of Ye Mushen's mouth and slid to his slender neck.

Ling Shang rudely ripped open Ye Mushen's shirt with his other hand, and rubbed his chest with a sense of provocation.

Ye Mushen's eyes widened in horror, and his throat unconsciously let out a muffled snort.

His body had already remembered Ling Shang.

Just being enveloped by his unique aura instinctively rises to a wilder desire.

Abominable instincts.

Ye Mushen's hand rested weakly on Ling Shang's chest, and he looked like he wanted to refuse and welcome.

The one who occupies all his mind day and night is in front of him, so close to himself......

Reason told him that he should push away decisively.

But every inch of skin on his body trembled with joy at Ling Shang's touch......

Ling Shang Qingyuan was like Qiu Yue's love words, every sentence, Ye Mushen remembered.

How can this person be willing to push away?

Deep in her heart, Ye Mu Ginseng was haunted by a weak and enchanting evil voice-

Let's sink again...... Last ......

Ling Shang watched as his eyes gradually became clouded with moist lust, and his wicked eyebrows raised contemptuously.

His hand slowly groped from Ye Mushen's chest to his waist, rubbing heavily along his thin and not thin texture.

The exquisite splendid belt fell to the ground before you knew it.

The fire of hell of sin flowed from the lower abdomen to every corner of the night's body.

I want him to get closer, I want him to have more comfort, I want time to stay in this moment forever......

He began to respond to Ling Shang's cruel kiss.

His hand also slid to Ling Shang's waist, wanting to remove the robe of this scum with a human face and a beast's heart.

That's right, Ling Shang is a beast who can do it to his own brother.

And he longs for ginseng at night...... but willing to be the puppet of this beast......

Perish for him.

— at least for now.

Those heavy shackles of heaven and humanity have all been left behind.

For the joy that this man brings to him is enough to counteract all the misery of the world.

Yoke...... When he has committed a sin, he will put it on himself.

Ling Shang knew Ye Mu Shen's body well; Ye Mu Shen is also familiar with his body.

Ye Mushen untied Ling Shang's robe slightly awkwardly, wanting to return the same ecstasy......

But Ling Shang grabbed his wrists unhappily and lifted them above his head.

"Hmm......" Ye Mushen was slightly shocked.

In the blink of an eye, he obediently put his hands behind his head again, enjoying Ling Shang's service.

Since Ling Shang wanted to take the initiative, he would not fight.

(Counteroffensive...... The future is long...... ）

Ling Shang's hand in teasing Ye Mu Ginseng became more and more ambiguous and presumptuous.

The sleeves of Ye Mushen's coat fell to the elbows, revealing slender arms.

His clothes were messily open, his hard-line chest exuded his unique youthful vitality, and the muscles around his waist were half-hidden and half-visible......

And the well-dressed Ling Shang is in stark contrast to him.

It seems that a turbid prince with all kinds of charms is sparing no effort to seduce Ling Shang, an immortal from outside the world.

But the truth is the opposite.