General, take it easy

The short, wet hair flows through her fingertips.

There was a smile in Liang Mo's eyes, his phoenix eyes were curved, and he was stroking Lan Yunze's stupid hair.

Lan Yunze's hair was very black, but a little soft.

"It is said that people with soft hair have a soft heart, and..." Liang Mo laughed, and kept the second half of the sentence in his mouth.

Lan Yunze followed the smiling Liang Mo fascinatedly, saying that looking at a beauty under the lamp has a special charm.

Under the dim light, the sharpness on Liang Mo's body was softened.

Like a handful of peerless jade, shining brightly.

Lan Yunze looked at Liang Mo, and asked blankly, "And how?"

"Haha, men with soft hair are afraid of their wives." Liang Mo put his chin on top of Lan Yunze's head, and his deep laughter flowed into Lan Yunze's heart.

Lan Yunze looked a little dazed, and subconsciously said: "Father said that if you are fearful at home and fearless outside, you are a great husband."

Liang Mo blinked, and looked at Lan Yunze suspiciously: "Lan Kangshun has relied on the Dong family for money these past few years, so he is very self-aware."

Lan Yunze stood up in shock when he heard the words, and stammered, "Hehe...he!"

He stood up suddenly, but it was hard for Liang Mo who was standing behind him.

Suddenly being hit by Lan Yunze's head on his chin, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and immediately tasted a sweet smell in his throat.

"Fuck! Brat, my tongue, you were born to grind me."

Liang Mo covered his injured mouth, panting in pain, and physiological tears secreted from the corners of his eyes.

Only then did Lan Yunze regain his composure, and hurried forward, raised Liang Mo's chin, and asked cautiously, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention just now. Open your mouth and let me see if there is any injury."

Liang Mofeng looked at Lan Yunze and stuck out the tip of her tongue.

I saw a red wound on the top, faintly oozing blood.

"I've been bitten, I'll get you medicine, just wait." Lan Yunze looked distressed, and was about to turn upstairs.

Liang Mo grabbed his arm and dragged him back in front of him.

"Why bother."

After finishing speaking, he hugged Lan Yunze's waist with one hand, pressed the back of his head and kissed him. The sweet smell of blood spread in their mouths.

Lan Yunze's hand slowly hugged Liang Mo's waist, deepening the kiss.

At the end, a sly smile flashed across Liang Mo's phoenix eyes.

He bit the tip of Lan Yunze's tongue and tasted the blood, then lightly pecked Lan Yunze's lips.

"We share joys and sorrows together, haha." Liang Mo laughed incomparably monstrously.

Lan Yunze stuck out his tongue and gasped in pain.

The two could only stick out their tongues and give each other medicine.

At this moment, Lan Yunze's phone rang.

Lan Yunze looked at the phone suspiciously, the name that jumped on it turned out to be Liang Hao.

"I'll answer the phone." Lan Yunze put the medicine bottle in his hand on the coffee table and answered the phone.

"Yun...Yunze, I...I was in the Jazz PUB, and I was drunk a lot. I really have no one to turn to. Can you come pick me up?" The sound of the head is intermittent, and the heavy metal music in the background is very noisy. "Um....I can't drink any more, can't...!"

The phone was hung up suddenly, and Lan Yunze's face darkened slightly.

"Let's go together, Jazz's place is not very clean." Liang Mo naturally heard the call, got up and changed his clothes, and prepared to go with Lan Yunze.

When he turned around, Liang Mo's phoenix eyes were slightly cold. He would never forget this voice until he died.

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