Su Muchen's eyes were lowered, looking at Ye Lan, who was biting his jaw with silver teeth and refusing to make a sound no matter what, the look in his eyes was dim.

She stared at Ye Lan's petals, where the old wounds had not healed, and new ones had been added, and the broken rose petal-like color had become more gorgeous, as if it was seductively picking.

Suddenly, Su Muchen stretched out his right hand, and his fingers seemed to want to fall on Ye Lan's chin, but when he was about to touch his red neck, he turned around and pinched his swan-like neck instead, and the traces on it were mottled, all of which Su Muchen had just bitten out on the "cake".

When she did this, her movements and expression were gentle, with an ambiguous meaning that made her blush and heartbeat. But as long as you are a little sober, you can understand that this action is not gentle at all, only full of strength and domineering.

"Open your mouth."

Hearing this, Ye Lan finally let go of his scarred belly: "What? ”

There was a hint of suppressed pain in the words, but the look in his eyes showed a hint of stubbornness, and opening his mouth according to his words did not represent well-behaved and yielding, but "I opened my mouth, what can you do to me?" Provocation.

But Su Muchen was not provoked by Ye Lan, and a look could not anger her far from anger.

She smiled softly, the tip of her thumb gently rubbed Ye Lan's neck, and her fingertips ran across the small Adam's apple: "Do you feel it?" ”

At this moment, Su Muchen clearly felt that the young man's body trembled slightly. She was like a hunter who had found the weakness of her prey, and a playful smile suddenly appeared in her dark eyes.

Here, so sensitive?

"Feelings?"

However, Ye Lan sneered as if he had heard some joke: "I only feel that there is a mosquito flying around me all the time, buzzing ......"

"Noise."

Su Muchen was still smiling, and she couldn't tell her emotions from her expression at all.

But Ye Lan felt that the moment the words fell, the palm that was choking his fragile throat suddenly tightened.

He suddenly felt a strong feeling of suffocation, but fortunately, it only lasted for a moment, and Su Muchen let go of his hand.

Su Muchen stood up slowly, although Ye Lan provoked her twice in a short period of time, this time she quickly calmed down.

There's no need to be angry with this impostor.

Thinking like this, Su Muchen stepped over Ye Lan's body, walked to the head of the bed and picked up a pillow, and then walked back.

Ye Lan looked up at Su Muchen who was standing on him in a daze, and before he could react, the pillow quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, and then pressed on his face, his eyes became pitch black, and his breathing was even more difficult to the extreme.

Knowing that it was impossible for Ye Lan to see his expression at this time, Su Muchen's face showed a slightly cruel smile.

Of course, she didn't want to kill Ye Lan, but to force him to make a sound, even if it wasn't a trembling moan, it should be a pitiful begging.

But to Su Muchen's surprise, the person under the pillow did not move or struggle, as if what she did was just a trivial matter.

Su Muchen's eyes narrowed.

She wanted to see how long he could last.

A silent tug-of-war unfolded again, Su Muchen was still invincible, and Ye Lan's struggle and begging for mercy seemed to be only a matter of time.

But, thirty seconds passed......

A minute passes......

Two minutes......

Three......

Even Su Muchen, who should have been calm all the time, changed his face, and he could no longer sit firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, so he suddenly lifted the pillow.

I saw that Ye Lan's pretty face had become extremely red, and there was even a tendency to gradually transform into a purple-red color, and the expression on his face was very painful, but he didn't faint due to suffocation after all.

Right now, Ye Lan was just gasping for greed, his red and white chest was rising and falling violently, and it took a full minute to completely recover.

Then Ye Lan looked at Su Muchen, who looked a little shocked, the corners of his legs lifted slightly, and his voice was hoarse after being broken: "Just ...... This? ”

Two simple words, like the last straw that crushed the camel, Su Muchen laughed angrily and chuckled: "Very good." ”

She thought that it was impossible for her to be angry anymore, but Ye Lan could always step on her bottom line again and again.

But even if he was angry, Su Muchen was not carried away by anger, and he could still think in the most rational way.

Since pain can't make Ye Lan speak, then ......

What about pleasure?

Su Muchen looked down, and his gaze fell precisely on Ye Lan's slightly reddened Adam's apple.

She once again covered Ye Lan's face with a pillow, but it was no longer a painful suffocation, it only covered his eyes and made his breathing a little more difficult.

The former is to amplify Ye Lan's other senses, and the latter is to make his mind less sober and lose the ability to think.

Ye Lan just wondered what Su Muchen wanted to do, and the next moment, his neck was in pain, and the fragile Adam's apple was attached between his teeth. This is a strong stimulus that does not require pain conversion, it is enough to make people tremble, not to mention that under the pain conversion, the faint pain also turned into pleasure, almost making Ye Lan make a sound, and quickly opened his mouth to bite the pillow.

But it didn't take long for Ye Lan's pupils to dilate, and another layer of pleasure struck, a familiar feeling, which lasted all night last night.

Under the triple feeling, Ye Lan's body trembled uncontrollably, and his white and tender toes were also tightly curled, and fine beads of sweat oozed from all over his body, even the pink soles of his feet were no exception.

Su Muchen noticed Ye Lan's reaction, and was about to pick up the pillow and let him completely rout, but found that he was bitten tightly by Ye Lan and couldn't open his mouth.

Su Muchen pinched his chin hard: "Loosen up!" ”

This time the force was not small, and the young man's eyebrows and eyes were screwed together because of pain, but he still bit tightly, it was like the momentum of fighting for his life, and he wanted to retain the last bit of dignity he had.

"What a ......" bones!

Rao is Su Muchen, who has always been gentle in front of Ye Lan, couldn't help but reveal some of his true colors at this moment, and finally extinguished the idea of making Ye Lan succumb this time, and began to vent and taste his own feast.

Time flies, it is close to the early hours of the morning, no matter how tenacious Ye Lan's spirit is, his body can't hold on, the muscles of his mouth have lost all their strength, his mouth is weakly opened, and the saliva that fills his entire mouth flows out like this, staining his cheeks, the corners of his mouth are wet, and even his pink tongue is difficult to move.

Looking at Ye Lan's appearance, Su Muchen's heart was hot, and he couldn't care about letting him surrender again, and the desire that had released most of it surged up again, and he directly fished him into his arms......