Except for stealing

Chapter 14

The next moment, Pei Yan's hot lips pressed against his neck, and he shivered a bit from the heat, feeling that Pei Yan pressed his lips against it and sucked heavily, he was too shy to open his eyes, he just felt that the place was so crispy and tender. The itching made his whole body go limp.

The belt was pulled away, and his clothes fell apart in an instant. He felt a hand poke in from the loose neckline, kneading his body with varying degrees of intensity. The hand moved to his chest and squeezed His there, knead hard.

The unfamiliar pleasure made him unable to restrain himself from making a low "um..." sound.

Afterwards, the scorching kiss slowly moved down from his neck, until it reached there, kissed it lightly, and then, he stuttered into his mouth.

Shen Yiqing's body trembled slightly, feeling the nimble tongue licking himself back and forth as if teasing, he couldn't help panting, he didn't dare to open his eyes, he was afraid that he would be ashamed to death seeing this scene.

But in the next moment, it was suddenly bitten there.

Pei Yan bit the bright red spot with his teeth, raised it slightly, and shook it gently.

With the tingling pain and the pleasure of killing people, Shen Yiqing couldn't help raising his waist. He bit his fingers between his teeth, held back the moans, swallowed, and begged: "Second brother, don't bite."

Pei Yan didn't listen to him, his shoulders felt cold, Pei Yan took off his clothes.

Shen Yiqing was forced to cry, and couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Don't bite with your canine teeth, it hurts to death."

Pei Yan let out a low laugh, and finally let him go, caressing his shoulders with hot palms, lingering on the delicate skin there.

The other hand dishonestly went down, and it reached the waist.

He held Shen Yiqing's place, lightly licked the finger that Shen Yiqing was biting between his teeth, then took out that finger, roughly invaded his lips and tongue, and stirred deeply.

He laughed with a voice stained with lust, and whispered amidst the tremors and the moans overflowing from his throat: "Qing'er, I have never tasted it."

Shen Yiqing only felt the pleasure of electric shock sweeping his whole body, and his ears were hazy, and then he let out, and waves of heat gushed out on his stomach and chest.

He panted heavily with his mouth open, and slowly opened his eyes, facing Pei Yan's deep eyes.

He lightly licked the remaining saliva on his lips, looked at Pei Yan in a daze, and did not speak.

Pei Yan put him on the bed of the beauty and got up by himself.

He had no strength, so he could only lean on it softly.

Then he saw Pei Yan take off his belt.

He was wearing an official uniform, and he was handsome and upright, but he just untied his belt in front of him, and then he saw Pei Yan.

Seeing the astonishing size, he turned his face away uncomfortably.

But Pei Yan came over, raised his hand to pinch his chin, turned back, and ordered in a low voice: "Qing'er, call me husband."

Layers upon layers of rain curtains blow into the octagonal pavilion, meeting the thin sweat that slipped from the body, and being infected with heat.

The mist around the pavilion is filled with mist, and the wind and moon are playing in the pavilion.

Shen Yiqing raised his waist high, his half-opened and half-closed eyes were full of lust, he couldn't help licking his lips, and was moaned continuously by the collision behind him.

He knelt on the side of the beauty, clutching the fence tightly with his hands, looking at the gray night, but he didn't seem to see anything. The violent thrusting and rising pleasure behind him made him want to die.

Suddenly, his body trembled violently.

"Second...second brother...ah..."

This was the first time he had vented. He was sweating profusely, and he lowered his head and panted "ha...ha...".

Pei Yan turned his face away, and saw a teardrop falling from the corner of his eye, and his fingers were still trembling.

The corners of Pei Yan's lips rose, panting low to seduce him: "Qing'er, raise your waist."

Shen Yiqing obediently raised her numb waist and closed her eyes.

The body that had just had an orgasm couldn't bear such a strong violation, and Shen Yiqing was once again led into a samsara of lust by him.

Pei Yan picked him up, sat on the beauty's back, and let him straddle her body.

Shen Yiqing looked at him obsessively, snuggled into his arms, and coquettishly said to him softly, "Brother Immortal..."

Pei Yan felt that he was willing to die at this moment.

He moved his lower body gently, kissed Shen Yiqing's face one by one, and said softly: "Qing'er, are you tired?"

Shen Yiqing could barely lift his fingers, but he shook his head.

He hugged Pei Yan with both hands, closed his eyes, and asked softly, "Second brother, why did you bite me?"

Pei Yan's heart softened, and she whispered in his ear, "I want to leave a mark on you."

Shen Yiqing couldn't help laughing, and said: "Ah, I understand, it's like a dog wants to..."

Pei Yan bit his lip, with a hint of a smile: "Stop talking."

He adjusted his posture, touching that point every time, Shen Yiqing blushed and cried out in a low voice.

Pei Yan caressed the flexible body of the person he had been thinking about for a long time, his eyes gradually darkened, and he said in a low voice: "I have been thinking about you since I was fourteen or five years old when I learned about this matter. Every time I read that book, I think about you." It’s all you, this is the first time to taste it, I’ve tasted you, and I’m willing to die, what else do you want to ask?”

A tear rolled down Shen Yiqing's eyes, and said, "Why don't you ask me what I think in my heart."

Pei Yan said after a while, "Don't dare."

Shen Yiqing leaned her face against his neck, slowly raised her soft waist, and slowly sat back down.

His strength was almost exhausted, and he was panting from exhaustion after just a few moves.

But he didn't stop, just playing back and forth like this.

Pei Yan leaned against the beauty, quietly watching his movements.

Shen Yiqing raised her waist again with difficulty, but her body suddenly sank.

Pei Yan held his waist and begged him for mercy in a low voice: "I understand, Qing'er, I understand. Let me do it, don't torment me."

Shen Yiqing was gasping for breath, and the next moment, Pei Yan held his waist tightly and pinned him to it, and then, the pleasure of a torrential rain submerged him in the drizzle of Wuling.

The sky was completely dark, and the surrounding fields were green and black, only some shadows could be seen vaguely.Because of the rain, the mosquitoes are dormant, only one or two frogs croaking in the grass by the stream, the rustling of rain, and the blush and heartbeat chorus in the pavilion.

After a low growl, Shen Yiqing trembled violently, and fell into Pei Yan's arms exhausted.

He pressed his face against Pei Yan's chest, listening to his rapid and powerful heartbeat to slow down.

Pei Yan leaned against the railing, looked at the dark night, panted freely, his eyes were full of smiles, his lips were lightly picked, he hugged Shen Yiqing tightly, without relaxing for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, the place finally separated, and Shen Yiqing felt that something had leaked out. He was shy and didn't dare to speak, so he didn't say anything.

The two rested for a while, and Shen Yiqing finally recovered some strength.

Pei Yan picked up the scattered clothes on the side and wanted to wear them for him, but Shen Yiqing took them and hummed softly: "It's not that I don't have long hands, I wear them by myself."

Pei Yan then picked up his own clothes and put them on, teasing unscrupulously: "Just now you were hugging me, now you won't be allowed to touch me?"

It was getting cold at night, Shen Yiqing sneezed lightly.

Pei Yan fastened his clothes and looked at him with a frown: "Caught a cold?"

Shen Yiqing came over, held Pei Yan's hand, and said, "No, it's just a little cold."

The two left the octagonal pavilion, Shen Yiqing looked at the dark night, and said, "I don't know what time it is."

Pei Yan tugged at his hand and said, "Go back, it's getting cold at night."

Shen Yiqing was still sitting in front of Pei Yan, leaning wearily in his arms.

The shadows of the trees on both sides receded rapidly, and the octagonal pavilion got farther and farther away. Only then did Shen Yiqing feel as if he had returned to the world.

Inexplicably, he felt a little empty in his heart, pursed his lips lightly, lowered his eyes, and slowly closed his eyes.