Bai Yan stopped moving, and returned to the vicinity of the red mole, pecking and kissing the trembling man.

In the man's gentle reassurance, Luo Jia no longer trembled, and Bai Yan glanced at the almost silent bed opposite.

Zhou Yundian squirmed uncomfortably a few times.

Strange, how to have a pair of omnipresent eyes behind it.

Luo Jia's forehead was covered with fine sweat from nervousness, and his expression was still a little sluggish.

If it weren't for Bai Yan's slowing down, he wasn't sure if he would have fled desperately.

When the Bai feast was fierce.

He was a little overwhelmed.

Before today, he didn't know that kisses could have so many tricks.

Where did Bai Yan learn it, it can't all be seeming.

Bai Yan flattened the corners of the child's messy clothes: "Do you feel better?" ”

Is it talking about the sequelae of horror movies, Luo Jia almost forgot his original intention of coming over, and responded vaguely.

Just like that, just to help him ease his fears?

I can't believe it, and it fits someone's usual style.

But Luo Jia is not the simple him he used to be.

There are many ways to kiss Bai Yan and there are many tricks, it is not like an impromptu idea, this is a long-planned plan.

He leaned his body against the man behind him suspiciously, and the whole person seemed to be embedded in the man's arms.

The top of his hair was just against Bai Yan's chin, and the wordless trust made Bai Yan look sideways.

Bai Yan couldn't cry or laugh: "Are you a little too confident in me?" ”

Bai Yan thought that his strength was not so good, and he almost lost control just now.

The fear subsided, and Luo Jia yawned: "Is there one?" ”

Bai Yan listened to his sleepy tone, adjusted his comfortable sleeping position, and said softly, "Sleep." ”

Loga was too tired to think about it, but after a few minutes he still couldn't sleep.

Close contact with Bai Yan, especially the body temperature of another person can be felt everywhere, this sense of presence is too strong.

Don't think about it, don't think about it.

Think it's a big pillow.

Bai Yan is so calm, your dignified Luo family's lone seedling must not weaken your momentum.

Luo Jia closed her eyes tightly and fell asleep surrounded by the chaotic sound of her heartbeat and the shallowness of the dewy rose.

Zhou Yundian hid in the stuffy quilt, he felt the sight behind him disappear before he went ashore to breathe twice.

Judging from their conversation, it seems that it was just a kiss and nothing else.

Zhou Yundian pressed his hot face against the cold wall to cool down.

Oh, my mind is so filthy!

These two people can draw their eyes even if they don't do anything, and a kiss makes such a big move, it seems that they can talk about the past.

But whose kiss will kiss for so long, marathon!

Also, Luo Jia is too well-behaved.

If you indulge like this, you will only make the hungry wolf more arrogant, and the wolf is the most turf-cutting creature.

Zhou Yundian shrugged his nose, and there was a vague rose fragrance in the air, not quite like perfume, natural and clear.

I seem to have smelled it once before, but it is not so obvious and permeable.

Not to mention Zhou Yundian, even Luo Jia doesn't know.

This means

, the emotion of Bai Yan. ()

This is a setting that the original book did not have.

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Because in the original book, he has never been emotional.

I don't know if it's Bai Yan's relationship by his side, Luo Jia dreamed of returning to the orange grove again.

This is an old place, in his previous dreams, he was always caught by Bai Yan in the orange grove, and the punishment for escaping was either picking oranges or eating them.

Shrouded in fear of being eaten, Luo Jia couldn't wait to escape from where she was.

Along the way, he was attracted by the view of the orangery and unconsciously slowed down.

This is an orange grove with no edge in sight, the trees are dense, the golden light is sprinkled on the treetops, as if it has been smeared with brilliant paint, and the yellow-orange oranges hang on the branches, a scene of harvest.

The road sign is also engraved with words: XX State XX Park.

Is this Canada?

He had never been to Canada, how could he dream of such a distant country.

Moreover, in his dreams before, he didn't realize that it was a dream, but this time he was rarely able to perceive everything around him.

You can feel the softness of the soil under your feet.

Everything is really not like a dream.

Luo Jia walked out of the orange grove, and not far away stood a familiar person.

Although it was only the back, the person's body shape and temperament were too easy to recognize.

Bai Yan was feeding the little fat fish in the pond, and the fish swam fiercely, but they were all jumping close to the edge of the pool far away from Bai Yan. Even if the surface of the pool is full of bait, it seems to be some kind of deadly poison.

Luo Jia laughed gloatingly, this person's physique is still unchanged for ten thousand years, and there is no animal relationship at all.

The fat fish don't take the bait, and Bai Yan doesn't care too much.

He casually sprinkled a handful of bait, picked up the wet towel on the small table by the pool, wiped his fingers, and then slowly picked up the phone.

Luo Jia inexplicably heard the words of the man, it was Lu Weiyang's voice.

The content of the phone call made Luo Jia stunned on the spot, which was to inform Song Enlin of his death.

Is the timeline here three years ago?

It was Loga's missing memory, and it was all after his trumpet went offline.

Is this a real thing, or is it just a dream?

Luo Jia was still thinking about it, and saw Bai Yan's face change.

Bai Yan's expression became gloomy: "Lu Weiyang, are you looking for death?"

Not long ago, Luo Jia came to the airport to see him off, a lively person, how could he say that he was gone.

Even Luo Jia, who was watching from the sidelines, could feel the coldness on Bai Yan's body, which made him goosebumps.

Bai Yan was stunned, and his hands trembled violently.

The phone almost fell into the pool, but it was caught in a panic, and a thunderbolt suddenly struck his heart into the softest moat, splitting his stable and broken soul.

Lu Weiyang's choked voice came from the other end of the phone: "Come back and see him for the last time." ”

Three years ago, Luo Jia decided to end the time of the raiders, and Bai Yan was indeed in Canada. This was deliberately chosen by him back then, because he didn't want Bai Yan to see him leave with his own eyes, it would be too cruel.

It was the first time for Luo Jia to see that Bai Yan's face, which had never been waveless, would be so obviously at a loss.

Bai Yan is like an abandoned young child, suddenly with no way forward, lost in a huge labyrinth.

No matter how he screams.

Whoever abandons him will no longer respond to him.

Bai Yan may have believed Lu Weiyang's words.

No matter how unreliable Lu Weiyang is, it is impossible to joke about this kind of thing.

He just didn't want to admit it.

As if admitted, there was no room for manoeuvre.

When Bai Yan left, because of his eagerness, he stumbled and half knelt on the ground.

This teenager, who seems to be in control of everything since he was a child, has completely lost his emotional management.

He needs to return to China immediately!

He still has time to go back, there is still time!

Seeing Bai Yan fall, Luo Jia stepped forward without thinking and wanted to hold Bai Yan.

Before he could take a few steps, he was blocked by an invisible barrier in front of him.

He couldn't get by.

Bai Yan couldn't see him either.

On a bright afternoon, dark clouds covered in the blink of an eye.

Bai Yan's figure walked farther and farther away in the gloomy sky, disappearing in front of Luo Jia's eyes.

Luo Jia opened his eyes suddenly, overwhelmed by the silent despair of his dreams.

Luo Jia took a few breaths, he couldn't slow down, everything in the dream was so real that it seemed to happen in front of him.

His gaze was fixed on the front, and unlike before he went to bed, he was now face to face with Bai Yan.

Bai Yan's chest was wide open, his collar was unbuttoned several times, and the male hormones that rushed to his face were unguarded in front of Luo Jia.

Loga's sleeping position is not good.

In the dream, I felt hot, but I took off Bai Yan's clothes.

If Bai Yan hadn't stopped it in time, maybe what he saw now would be more than that.

Bai Yan is a man who only wears a T-shirt when playing basketball, and he is very protective of his body privacy on weekdays.

There have been countless related posts in the school forum, wondering if anyone has seen the figure under Bai Yan's clothes, and the answer is obvious.

The more mysterious.

The more seductive.

Luo Jia stared intently, but her mind was still stuck in the dream.

Is that really a dream? Luo Jia thought of something, and immediately closed his eyes to look at the system space in the dormant period.

There was a spark flying in the corner of the space.

It was the instrument that automatically recorded important fragments of the mission world, and now it was flashing garbled and Mars.

So fragments of his dreams.

It was probably recorded by the instrument, and it came into his mind because of a bug.

Luo Jia was afraid of being burned, so she didn't dare to get too close, and pressed the alarm button with an uneasy expression.

With the current efficiency of communication, it is not known when the Temporal Authority will receive the message.

951 said that as the power of the Heavenly Dao recovers in this world, all loopholes will be patched.

The way of heaven is getting stronger and stronger, which means that it will return to its heyday, and "heretics" like the system will be prone to bugs, and there will only be more and more bugs in the future.

You are strong and I am weak, it is the law of balance of all things.

The way of heaven is weak, and 951 can help Luo Jia open a lot of small stoves; The Heavenly Dao is strong, and the system as an outsider must lie dormant to avoid being strangled.

Although Luo Jia often complains in his heart that Heaven doesn't do anything, he lives like a little transparent.

But in fact, he suspects that He has always been, but He does not change, interfere, or participate in the affairs of the world, and He is like a real god, watching all the ups and downs with a cold eye.

Lowe

Jia thought about it, but felt bored. These are too far away from him, and they are not levels that he can touch.

Immortals fight, what does it matter to him as a mortal, he still thinks about it that is closely related to him.

Bai Yan's confession said that he liked him three years ago.

Luo Jia didn't have a sense of reality, he only brushed friendship points from beginning to end, so why did Bai Yan not look at him well?

I don't understand.

I just don't want to.

It can be said that the impact of the scene just now on Luo Jia is the most powerful.

That afterglow may last a long time.

Bai Yan likes him.

It seems that he likes it more than he thought.

A warm palm appeared on the back of Loga's neck, rubbing it gently near the red mole.

Bai Yan couldn't stand Luo Jia's gaze that kept falling on his chest, no longer pretending to be asleep, and asked, "Awake?" ”

Luo Jia has experienced dreams, and there are still a bit of six gods without masters.

He was about to answer, when he suddenly felt a hot place below him reminding him of his presence.

Luo Jia's body stiffened.

Everything I had just thought about became a blank in an instant.

Ahh

It's moving!

Why does it still have a change in size!?

No, of course it will change, didn't Bai Yan say that he can do it, this is simply too good.

Luo Jia's expression cracked, and his thoughts were mixed into a cotton ball.

Luo Jia was already incoherent: "You, you, you, you!" ”

Luo Jia instinctively wanted to stay away.

Behind him was the wall, and his waist was once again shackled by the man, and he couldn't move.

Bai Yan was also a little embarrassed in a rare way.

What man has been stared at by his sweetheart for so long that he can not react at all.

Moreover, it was the most impulsive morning, and Luo Jia was in her arms, still moving and moving unconsciously.

"Don't move." The man's voice was cold, and the end of the note revealed a trace of forbearance and helplessness, "What are you afraid of, this shows that I have no dysfunction." ”！