After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Without warning, the boy in front of him suddenly became nervous.

I saw him buried his head lower and said in a suppressed and tight voice: "I'm leaving now."

As soon as the voice fell, Shi An broke free from Mu Heng's palm, lowered his head, and hurriedly walked out.

Mu Heng frowned slightly, and quickly reached out and grabbed the young man's wrist:

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Shi'an's voice was stiff, with a slight dumbness in the tail.

From Mu Heng's point of view, he could only see the very low half of the other's cheek, the white skin was covered with fine and moist powder, the white and thin eartips were hidden in the hair, and they were already burning red at the moment.

He was struggling with his wrist, his slender wrist trembling slightly:

"……I'm tired."

Mu Heng's gaze fell on him, his azure blue eyes as if the sky was beyond reach.

Instead of letting Shi'an break free, he tightened his fingers slightly.

"It's happening?"

Shi An, like a cat with its tail stepped on, jumped three feet high, subconsciously raising her voice:

"No!"

He stared fiercely at the human being before him.

The young man's face had been burned to an extremely beautiful red, his breathing was slightly rapid, and his dark eyes were covered with a hazy mist, which greatly reduced the lethality of his stare.

Although there are not many people on this level, some members of the administration have secretly cast their gazes here from a distance.

Frightened by Mu Heng's accumulated prestige, no one dared to look at it blatantly, but one's curiosity could not be suppressed.

Especially this matter is about Mu Heng.

It is said that Chief Mu hates casual contact with people?

But... this scene in front of you doesn't seem to be very similar, doesn't it?

Mu Heng's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were dark and deep, without a trace of light, he said lightly:

"Go, go to my office."

Shi An: "!"

He opened his eyes slightly, his face flushed even more, and he stammered: "No, don't."

Mu Heng raised his eyebrows slowly:

"Or, are you more inclined to be here?"

Shi An realized that some humans had already noticed the commotion here, and their sights began to gather vaguely, and cast them in this direction openly or secretly: "..."

He was in a dilemma for a while.

Although Shi An did not want to be watched by the crowd when the estrus came, he was even more unwilling to enter his office with Mu Heng! !

Thinking of the last conversation between the two, Shi An felt that his entire dragon was about to burn.

No, absolutely not!

After a few seconds, Mu Heng thought for a while, and seemed to stop insisting:

"All right."

Shi An was taken aback: "Huh?"

Mu Heng: "Then don't go."

However, he still didn't let go of the fingers that he was pulling on Shi'an's wrist, and his expression was calm, as if his actions couldn't be more natural.

He put his other hand into his pocket and took out the car key.

The clank of metal collisions was clean and crisp, making Shi'an's brain that was starting to become confused became clearer.

Mu Heng asked: "Are you going?"

For the present Shi'an, these two words are simply a long drought and rain.

He nodded vigorously, almost forgetting how bad the humans in front of him had done.

Mu Heng smiled slightly, sent Shi An's wrist away, and walked out with him.

The further forward Shi'an felt, the worse he was.

It seemed that there was some kind of weird flame burning silently in his body, unable to vent, unable to ignore, it could only pile up layer by layer deep in the spinal cord, burning his head swelled, and his eyes were dizzy.

Before leaving the administration, Shi An felt that his legs were a little soft involuntarily, and he almost didn't fall to the ground.

He blinked slowly, only to realize that he was being held by Mu Heng.

In the blurred vision, the man's deep blue eyes stared at him, his lips opened and closed: "Can you still go?"

Shi An nodded subconsciously.

Although he nodded, Mu Heng did not let go of him.

The man's slender and strong arms dragged the boy's waist, shared part of his weight, and led him to the car.

Shi An was put into the car.

The young man closed his eyes half-closed, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, shaking from time to time, and covering his dark eyes tightly, with shallow water under his eyes, and a ray of floating light flowed out as he blinked.

His face was flushed, his breath was hot, and he habitually curled up at the moment he was put down.

The vehicle started and the sound of the engine sounded, driving the vehicle forward.

Shi An curled up tighter in the back seat.

The hot forehead was close to his knees, and the trembling nose fell. The small space in front of him was narrow and dark. The monotonous sound of the engine and the gentle and weak bumps of the vehicle made him a little confused.

When Shi An reacted again, the car had stopped.

Mu Heng seemed to have known that Shi An might have lost the ability to walk now.

So, he took off his jacket and wrapped the boy in his arms, then took him into his arms.

The man’s chest was warm and strong, radiating scorching heat outward, Shi An subconsciously approached in the direction where the heat was coming from, buried his head in the other’s arms, rubbed his cheeks, and a thin throat was emitted. whimper.

Mu Heng's pace suddenly stopped, and then suddenly accelerated.

Soon, Shi An felt that he was put down.

He opened his eyes in a daze.

and many more……

Is it my own illusion?

Why does he feel that the ceiling in front of him is a bit strange?

Shi An blinked hard and dullly, then turned his head and looked around: "..."

Yes, the furniture is also very strange.

An ominous premonition rose from his heart.

Shi An opened his mouth and heard himself ask in a hoarse voice: "Here, where is this place?"

Mu Heng's silver-white eyelashes were drooping, hiding the gloomy expression in his eyes.

His long and slender fingers hooked the neckline, slowly loosened, his voice was deep and magnetic, and it appeared gentle and peaceful:

"my home."

Shi An: "………………"

Etc., etc? ?

When I say I don’t want to go to your office, it doesn’t mean I want to go to your house! !

He struggled to sit up from the bed, but was enveloped by the shadow of the man pressing down.

Mu Heng pinched the boy's chin with his gloved fingertips, and gently kissed the opponent's lips.

Very light and very soft, like a soft feather falling down, leaving almost no trace.

However, Shi An could still feel that the scorching temperature spread from the small piece of skin he had touched, burning all over his body like a prairie fire.

He stepped back helplessly, but was pressed in place by the opponent irresistibly.

Mu Heng's eyes were blue and deep, with a faint smile.

The pale thin lips slowly opened and closed, revealing the white teeth and moist tongue: "I promised you."

Shi An: "..."

He heard his brain explode with a bang, burning up the thoughts in his mind, leaving nothing but a blank blank.

...What did Mu Heng say?

Promised...

What?

The boy’s fingers are beautiful.

Slender and white, with slender finger bones, and a little moist powder on the fingertips, at this moment, the beautiful, artistic fingers are tight, shuddering, tightening, and twitching under the strong stimulation.

The finger bones are slightly white due to the force.

The sound of water in my ears is dripping and very soft, but it appears extremely loud in a quiet room, burrowing into my ears like a living thing, it is so shameful that I want to bury my head deeply in the darkness and never raise my head again. .

Shi An's eyes widened, and he shook his head evasively. The expression in his eyes was confused and out of focus.

"...No." He gasped unevenly, whimpering thinly.

He caught the opponent's long hair with soft fingers.

The long silver hair fell like a stream of moonlight, spreading cold and softly on the boy's body and on the sheets.

Shi An was trembling violently all over his body, his toes were squeezed uncontrollably, and his whole body was dyed a shameful red.

He was always rejecting, struggling, and resisting, as if playing a game with his own instincts.

His waist was sore and shivering, but he was still catering uncontrollably.

Shi An tried to push the opponent away again and again to escape this uncontrollable, overly strong feeling that made him feel pain and panic.

But somehow, every time you do this, you always pull the other person closer.

Several times he had clearly broken away, but he was dragged back by his ankles, and once again fell into the ups and downs of the chaotic ocean, engulfed by the violent ocean currents, floating involuntarily.

The man below seemed to let out a low chuckle.

that's terrible.

that's terrible.

Shi An clenched her lower lip to prevent herself from making more noises, but her tears couldn't control herself and fell more violently.

This, this is worse than last time.

The stimuli of the senses are stacking up, and finally erupt at the critical point.

The sharp white noise buzzed in his ears, and his mind was blank. Shi An didn't know if he screamed. He only knew that he never wanted to experience this feeling again.

so horrible.

Why is it so scary.

When the other party finally released him, Shi'an choked and curled up with a shiver, tears streaming even more fiercely.

Mu Heng's Adam's apple moved slightly, swallowing the contents of his mouth without changing his face, and even licked the corners of his lower lip.

Shi An: "..."

Every time he thought that humans would not be more shameless, the next performance of humans would always exceed his expectations.

He screamed in shame with a trembling voice: "You hurry up and spit it out!"

Mu Heng lowered his eyes: "Why?"

He leaned down, his clothes were almost not messy, except for the reddish corners of his mouth, there was almost no difference from the previous calm and abstinence appearance.

"Do you not like it?"

Shi An covered his eyes with his arms, crying in his voice: "I don't like it!"

Oh oh oh oh humans are so perverted oh oh oh

"Want to try it?"

Shi An: "..."

Um?

He was startled, but didn't react for a while.

Before Shi An could answer, the man leaned over and pressed it down, blocking his lips and tongue, and gently and forcefully pinched the boy's jaw with his fingers, forcing him to open his mouth.

Mu Heng's tongue was hot, and he pried open the opponent's dentition forcefully and pressed it into his mouth, sucking the soft flesh on the boy's lips very sensationally, allowing a faint scent of ape to spread between their lips and tongue.

Shi An was so ashamed that he could burn.

He tried to struggle, but was held in place by his hands and feet softly, and was forced to raise his head, accepting this stormy kiss.

After a long time, Mu Heng let go of him.

He lowered his eyes and licked the wet and soft lower lip with the tip of his tongue, his expression calm and indifferent, and objectively commented:

"Very sweet."

I can't tell what the object of evaluation is.

As soon as Shi An was let go, he retreated to the corner of the bed and immediately curled up tighter.

His tears were still falling, the corners of his eyes were flushed, and his entire face was wet.

Oh oh oh oh humans are so perverted oh oh oh oh.

Before he knew it, Shi An had been forced to the corner.

Mu Heng leaned slightly.

He reached out his hand, his hot palm fell on Shi An's wrist, and the hot opponent shook slightly.

The distance between the two has been very close.

Shi An blinked, her black eyelashes were already wet with tears, and a dazed expression flashed across her eyes.

He could feel the opponent's hot breath falling on his neck, moist, warm, and itchy.

Mu Heng pulled the outdated An's hand and unhurriedly led the opposite direction towards him.

The man's eyes are extremely deep, as if there is no end in sight of the ocean, only endless mist and waves.

The long silver hair had been scattered just now, covering the young boy in front of him like a hazy mist, isolating a small piece of independent space.

His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of gentle coaxing, he was close to the other party's ear, and said in a bewitching tone in a low voice:

"It's up to you to help me now."