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Ao Yan saw that Lin Qingmo seemed to be in a good mood, so he took the opportunity to hold him horizontally. Lin Qingmo grabbed the edge of the table and said, "No, I don't want to do it." Ao Yan smiled, put Lin Qingmo back on the stool, sat down facing him, spread Lin Qingmo's legs on both sides of his waist, and said shamelessly, "Don't do it on the bed, let's do it here." He reached out to pull Lin Qingmo's collar, Lin Qingmo grabbed his hand and begged, "Let me rest today, tomorrow, tomorrow night, okay?" Ao Yan wanted to find that "three points of ecstasy", so he was not willing to let him go. He was playing tricks, acting like a spoiled child, and forcefully pulling open his collar, revealing a large piece of white chest. "Don't, don't..." Lin Qingmo reached out to block it. He was really afraid of that kind of pain. His mind was in a mess, and he thought of another thing, and said it to distract Ao Yan. He said, "When will you let me go home to see you? You promised last time." Ao Yan was stunned, and then he laughed, and laughed weakly, and said, "wife be obedient, in a few days, in a few days, I will definitely take you back to see you. I won't lie to you!" He was purely coaxing. Now his mind is to delay as much as possible. Lin Qingmo has things he is afraid of, of course he has too. Fox King once said that Lin Qingmo is a person who looks cowardly and weak, but he is responsible and filial. And he has a strong obsession. Until now, the elixir of immortality is still lying quietly in the dark sandalwood box. This also shows that Lin Qingmo is still hesitant and has not made a choice between the world and him. Ao Yan was afraid that once he got close to his mother after returning home, and saw that Lin Xiao and Ge Xiaohua again, his mortal heart would start to stir again. What if he didn't want to go back to Dragon Palace with him? It was easy to snatch her back, but what he got back was only the body, not the heart. Now he finally had some sincerity towards himself, and this sincerity was like a jade butterfly trembling and falling on his fingertips. He was really afraid that once he stepped into that home, it would suddenly fall to the ground and break. He didn't dare to gamble. Lin Qingmo couldn't help feeling angry and sad about Ao Yan's repeated evasions. The Monthly Rose on the table gave off a rich fragrance, mixed with the smell of sea breeze and soil, which drifted into his eyes and nose, and he felt the bitterness of tears - home was right in front of him, within reach, but he could never take that step. Suddenly he pushed Ao Yan away, tightened his collar, turned his head and said, "No. Unless you let me go home and see you." Ao Yan was irritated by his words, and the indifference he had suffered in the past few days also crept into his heart. Suddenly he leaned forward, got close to Lin Qingmo, stretched out his hand to pull his collar down, and pulled it down too hard, and heard a sound of tearing cloth, and the collar was torn. His white and thin shoulders were exposed, and a chill came. But his heart was like a small fireball rolling, and he tried his best to open Ao Yan's hand, and shouted angrily, "Get out, don't touch me." When he pushed Ao Yan, he also fell back, and the bench fell to the ground with a "bang", and he also rolled to the side. At this time, Ao Yan turned around and pulled the quilt off the bed and spread it on the ground. Then he turned around to grab Lin Qingmo. Lin Qingmo sat on the ground and stepped back step by step. When Ao Yan was angry, he didn't speak, like a particularly calm adult. He wanted to pick up Lin Qingmo, but Lin Qingmo seemed to be determined to resist to the death. The stubbornness in his character came out. He raised his fist and swung it at Ao Yan, but Ao Yan grabbed his wrist. He raised another fist and hit it, but it was also caught by Ao Yan who was quick-eyed and quick-handed. Ao Yan put his hands together, grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the floor. Lin Qingmo bounced like a dying fish, shouting: "I won't do it! I want to go home! I want to go home!" Ao Yan threw him to the floor, rushed over and tore off his shirt. Lin Qingmo waved his hands and fought desperately, but he was no match for Ao Yan in terms of force. After being subdued, he lay on his back, staring blankly with his eyes open, gasping for breath. □'s white upper body skin was very dazzling. Two small red dots on his heaving chest were like cherries after rain, one of which was still covered with crystal sweat. Ao Yan was stunned. He wondered why he hadn't noticed this before. He lowered his head and took the little "cherry" in his mouth, licking it gently with his tongue. "Ah——" Lin Qingmo was not breathing heavily, but a long moan. His chest was itchy and numb. He stopped pushing Ao Yan away and pressed his head to meet his chest. Ao Yan had a flash of inspiration in his mind - three points of ecstasy? Although he only found two points now, it was enough to see Lin Qingmo's expression. Ao Yan was overjoyed and licked it more coquettishly. He kissed this side and kneaded the other side with his hands. At first, Lin Qingmo, whose body was still tense like a small slingshot and wanted to fight with Ao Yan, softened into a puddle of water, confused and unconscious, and only whispered "hmmmm ahhh" in his mouth, sweet and sticky like thin candy. When he called out, Ao Yan was so excited that his whole body trembled. The □ became harder and harder. It was swollen and painful, and Ao Yan had to turn down. He pulled apart Lin Qingmo's legs. Her legs trembled slightly in his hands, and he didn't know whether it was because of the cold or fear. After the numbness disappeared, Lin Qingmo felt a sense of emptiness. He looked up at Ao Yan, whose misty eyes and flushed cheeks supported a small nose covered with crystal sweat, which was very cute. Ao Yan's throat rolled for a moment, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He pulled Lin Qingmo's legs and knelt between his legs. He pressed the □ against the hole, and didn't care where the other "ecstasy point" was. He thrust his waist and went in. "Ah——" Lin Qingmo screamed and fell back on the quilt. Strangely, he was weak all over, as if he was in a half-awake and half-dream state, very tired but unable to sleep. Ao Yan's penis was completely inserted into Lin Qingmo's back, but he didn't move. Instead, he pressed forward on him, licking Lin Qingmo's penis like a puppy licking a bone, and only slowly moved his penis after hearing his sweet and pleasant moans. This position was difficult to perform, but Ao Yan had to accommodate him in order to give Lin Qingmo pleasure. He pulled out a little and then rammed it again, slowly but forcefully. With each ramming, Lin Qingmo cried out, and the moans that came out were like pearls coughing out of his throat, one by one. He sucked his index finger, tilted his head to one side, and seemed to be in a trance, letting Ao Yan do whatever he wanted. Ao Yan rubbed his neck, took a deep breath and said, "wife, you are so cute. I like you so much, don't leave me, okay? Don't leave me." Ao Yan knelt up again. He had reached his limit, lifted Lin Qingmo's hips, and rammed hard. Lin Qingmo's moans became louder and louder. Suddenly Ao Yan didn't know where he hit, Lin Qingmo screamed, and bounced up, then fell back, suddenly tensed his whole body, and his back also tightened. Now it was Ao Yan's turn to scream: "Ah - mother, wife, go slower." But what followed was a surge of ecstasy. He seemed to have hit a point, a little convex, not obvious. Could it be that last point? He moved his legs slightly, which were a little numb from kneeling, pulled out his penis, and pushed it in again. "Ah ah ah ah - no, no..." Lin Qingmo screamed repeatedly, shaking his head frantically, instinctively raised his right foot, and kicked at Ao Yan randomly. Ao Yan didn't notice that he was kicked on the shoulder, and he lost his balance and fell backwards, and his penis was pulled out. The room was foggy, as if filled with smoke. Ao Yan suddenly felt tired. Normally, his physical strength would not be so poor, but now he felt groggy and sleepy. He crawled to Lin Qingmo's side, hugged him in his arms, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.
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