sinovels Chapter 8 The Love of Absinthe
Chapter 8 The Love of Absinthe
Yun Zi'an has a pair of wonderful legs, straight and long, wrapped in round and smooth snow-white flesh, but not overly feminine, you can see the clear muscle lines when tensed, and even the two deep sockets on the ankles are full of scars. The sassy energy with well-defined muscles and bones.
When shooting a print advertisement, the photographer basically asks Yun Zi’an to cover her legs, not because it’s not good-looking, but because it’s too good-looking. No matter from which angle you shoot it, it feels like a pornographic advertisement. Advertisements are like pornography that is not suitable for children.
Almost every male photographer who has taken pictures of Yun Zian secretly thought about these legs when they were shooting. They look stronger than women's legs, and it must be more exciting to hold his waist...
Now these straight and slender legs are coiled around Rong Xiao's waist like water snakes, and the nightgown has been untied by Yun Zian at some point, revealing a large snow-white area from the chest to the lower abdomen, as if leaving the sex. As if unable to breathe, he frantically bit the small black mole on Rong Xiao's neckline, leaving bloody teeth marks one after another.
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Yun Zi'an simply hates this mole on Rong Xiao's neck and likes it too much. It is usually half hidden by the collar, and the looming appearance is extremely sexy, as if it represents Rong Xiao's rigorous and steady side , People can't help but fantasize about unbuttoning his collar with his own hands, kissing this little mole, opening the seal on Rong Xiao's body, and seeing his always expressionless face, the crazy appearance when it is stained with hot lust.
Rong Xiao's pupils trembled violently. The lights in the room were not turned on. With the dim light of the city lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could clearly see Yun Zian's lustful face immersed in the darkness. He couldn't describe that kind of face at all. Inverting the beauty of all living beings is like an extremely stimulating and morbid addiction, which makes people almost unable to stop, just wanting to live and die on him.
Yun Zian was not even satisfied with just biting the small mole on Rong Xiao's neck. He grabbed the sides of Rong Xiao's shirt and pulled it hard. He heard the sound of tearing, and the buttons flew in all directions. Gasping for breath, he bit Rong Xiao's chest muscles, as if venting all the hatred of Kong Shou for three years, this bite was full of piercing pain, almost made him shed tears.
The severe pain of the teeth tearing the flesh came from his chest, making Rong Xiao's jaw muscles tense instantly, and even the shoulders and neck were drawn into a clear line, but he kept silent and hugged Yun with two strong arms. Zian, holding the back of his head firmly with his right hand, let him bury him in front of his chest, but his breathing was involuntarily messy, even with a heavy nasal sound.
I don't know how deep the bite was. Yun Zi'an's lips and teeth were full of blood, and even his lungs were filled with a strong smell of blood. The unbearable sobs were deeply suppressed in his throat, and his internal organs were stirred up by strong hatred. A complicated and hard knot, unable to swallow or spit out, is like drinking the absinthe that has driven countless people crazy. The high-concentration alcohol cuts your body from the throat, and only at the last moment when the flame is extinguished can you taste a little sweetness and plant aroma.
Yun Zian was sure that he was really drunk, the alcohol in his blood had begun to take effect, making his brain recall a long-lost sunset.
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He saw himself wearing a white suit symbolizing purity, holding a bouquet of fragrant and delicate white roses, standing under the huge window of the church, in front of the white pews that had long been empty, his eyes passed through the two windows Looking at the end of the horizon from the towering white gate, the golden setting sun almost burned his pupils.
Xiaohong always hopes that the sun will not set, so that the time for fun will not end, but she never thought that even if she knows the truth of east rising and west setting when she grows up, she will naively hope at a certain moment that Kunlun Mountain really stores the future. Yi's golden arrow, then he must climb to the top of the mountain to get it, and fix the sun in the sky forever.
When the last edge of the distant sun was swallowed up by the mountains, Yun Zi'an just looked at the lone cloud returning to the bird at the end of the sky, smiled wryly and shed tears, drop by drop fell on his feet, and the spotless surface of the tiles clearly reflected his embarrassment s face.
Outside the church, students from the Conservatory of Music occasionally passed by. They played the foreign songs they had just learned with their violins.
The setting sun melts gold, the evening clouds merge, where are people...
When the housekeeper told him that Rong Xiao's plane had taken off and was destined for the war-torn Far East, Yun Zi'an took the white rose bouquet that he hadn't put down for a whole day and finally landed heavily on the altar. Swept by the wind.
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Yun Zi'an's head was deeply buried in Rong Xiao's chest, and he fell into sleep maintaining this position. In his light sleep, he was far less fierce and dangerous than he looked just now. His slender eyelashes cast a peaceful and peaceful shadow, but his brows were tight. Frowning tightly, the lips stained with blood murmured, "Bastard..."
"Yeah." Rong Xiao dragged his butt steadily with one hand, and slowly stroked Yun Zi'an's back with the other hand. He lowered his eyes to look at Yun Zi'an lying on his chest, and squeezed himself tightly. thin lips, "I'm sorry."
Rong Xiao carried Yun Zian to the bedroom, gently put him down on the mattress, stared at his lips for a moment, then raised his thumb, and gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.
It is undeniable that when he touched the softness of Yun Zi'an's lips, his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.
Yun Zian bit so hard that the blood even flowed from the corner of his mouth to his own neck and chest. Rong Xiao looked down at the crescent-shaped eyes that were bleeding blood on his chest muscles. , couldn't help but smacked his tongue.
He has suffered far more serious injuries than this, but there has never been a wound that caused him pain even in his internal organs.
Knowing that Yun Zi'an has a slight obsession with cleanliness, Rong Xiao didn't take into account his bloody wound, but went to the bathroom in the bedroom first, washed a hot towel, sat on the side of the bed and carefully wiped the blood on Yun Zi'an's neck and chest, and fell asleep on silk. The robe was also stained with spots of blood, Rong Xiao hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should let Yunzi take it off.
In the end, Rong Xiao still slowly peeled off the nightgown from Yun Zi'an's body. Seeing Yun Zi'an's snow-white body slowly unfolding in front of his eyes, his breathing was involuntarily out of rhythm. shock.
Yun Zi'an's pubic hair... was actually scraped off! ! !
By... who? !
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Rong Xiao's mind suddenly appeared in Rong Xiao's mind. A man whose surname was unknown was flirting with Yun Zi'an while moving slowly with a blade. An unknown anger instantly rose against the wind. The impact; Let his veins explode.
Just when his sanity was about to collapse, a soft laughter suddenly sounded in his ears, Yun Zian didn't know when he woke up, his light-colored eyes were looking at him playfully, "Rong Xiao... ..."
"You're looking at my lower body like that, are you planning... to put a ring on me?"