Chapter 159: Heartache 5

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When the fingers swallowed down, they felt wet blood.
The magic is suddenly anxious, he is not good at Dan Dao, and in this darkness, he can't find out where Jin was injured because of his spiritual knowledge. If Jin is not willing to do so, he can't use the spiritual power to explore the injury for the other side, only to be anxious.
The heart is getting more and more anxious, even if the magic is not discovered, he is already anxious.
However, at this moment, suddenly, a blood-stained hand gently climbed onto his face. The magical body is stiff, and the strange feeling is transmitted from the other's finger, as if something is licking his skin, making him sensitive and stiff.
The fingers that had left were crossed his cheeks, crossed his nose, and finally stopped on his right eye.
The magic mill had already stiffened his body, and he couldn’t move at all. The two men got along in such a strange posture, the lips of Jin’s lips were overflowing with blood, and they fell weakly in the arms of Devil’s Thousand Autumns, while the Red Devils were stiffly touched by the other side, stroking the one. He didn't know the eyes that had turned into a blue color.
"...should be beautiful."
Mo Qianqiu’s body was shocked:
What is beautiful?

Jin was hoarse and scorpion, saying: "Your eyes."
The inexplicable feeling rushed from the heart, and the magic face was slightly hot. It was taken for granted: "The eyes of the deity are natural and beautiful. No one in the world can compare it. Do you need to say more?" After a pause, Devil Qianqiu said: "What the are you? What was the injury?"
Listening to the arrogant words of the other party, and listening to the inquiring question that is difficult to conceal, the singer screamed at the lips and said: "After giving you the heart, I did not care carefully, and I was slightly injured. For decades, The injury is a bit heavy."
The magic is suddenly dumb.
Jin left the road: "Do you want me to give you three days?"
Magic Qianqiu: "...well, I want to see them again."
Jin Li said: "There are ten years left, I will give you ten days. The only requirement is that you have to hold my hand all the time."
Magic Qianqiu eyes wide open: "Why should the deity take your hand?!" As soon as I heard this, the strange feeling in the heart of the magic is more widespread. He feels that he is holding a gesture of the other side at the moment and seems to be a bit wrong, but it is not I feel annoying, but I don’t know what it feels like.
Jin Jin is very calm and said: "After all, the heart is your body, getting close to you, I can feel the breath better, not hurt."
The magic is full of words.
Jin was first nursed back for seven days and finally recovered. In these seven days, the magical age is stiff and rigid, and he is holding each other honestly. When he leaves, he puts a hand on his heart and constantly draws the life force that belongs to himself and belongs to the beast.
When the seven days passed, Jin Li finally sat up again, and the magic Qianqiu just relaxed for a moment, then he felt his hand was held.
The magic is suddenly frozen again.
Jin said calmly: "Just to get close to it, it has nothing to do with you, no need to care."
The heart of the other party is beating in the thump, and the face of the magic is a hot, red lips, and he deliberately laughs: "The deity... How can the deity care? It’s only ten years, blink of an eye, you say good Don't forget to give the deity ten days."
"Ok."
The two men pulled their hands like this and sat against the wall.
For a long time, a faint voice sounded, and Jin whispered, "What did you say?"
Magic Qianqiu: "...thank you."
Jin was silent for a moment and said: "No."
Ten years ago, I quickly passed through such a strange hand. In the past ten years, the closer to that day, the more strange the atmosphere between the two. The tightly held hands conveyed the cold body temperature to the palm of the magic, and they really became good friends, but they did not seem to be the same as their friends.
At least compared to Luo gradually clear, Mo Qianqiu inexplicably feels that Jin is really not the same.
In the first nine years, the two said a lot, even in such a darkness, they did not feel lonely. However, in the last year, Mo Chiuqiu no longer spoke up so often, and Jin Li did not make much noise. They seem to be tacitly aware that this relationship is about to break, but no one is open to asking questions.
This time the silence lasted for three days, and there were only less than three months left.
Jin suddenly asked: "What do you like?"
The magic is a thousand autumn, then he said: "Nature is a beautiful person. If it is an ugly person, the deity does not want to see him even after a light, such as Wu Zizi, the wrinkles on his face can clip the mosquito, the deity looks at it every time. I feel extremely appetizing."
Jin left the coveted road: "Wu Yizi was married for a few years, and he began to practice after he was in his fifties. So when he went to the base period, he was 60 years old and his appearance was not young."
Magic Qianqiu sneaked a sigh of relief: "He is ugly anyway."
Jin faintly said: "Who looks good?"
Magic Qianqiu said of course: "Nature is the deity."
"The skin is nothing more than a foreign minister. It is important to pay attention to what it does. It is beautiful again, there is no chance in front of the strong, and it is still unable to return to heaven."
Mo Qianqiu replied: "I just like the beauty anyway. I look comfortable. I like it. A long time ago, I have seen a very beautiful person. Although I can’t remember his appearance, he just let I feel very comfortable."
Jin suddenly suddenly silenced.
Magic Qianqiu continued: "Your appearance is barely into my eyes, so I will not deny you."
Jin is still silent.
Magic Qianqiu subconsciously clenched the other's hand and smiled lowly: "But you are still a lot worse than me, you don't have to be sad, people who are better than me are a minority, so..." The sound stopped, the devil Chiaki suddenly noticed that there was something wrong. He immediately turned and pulled the shoulder of Jin, but the latter suddenly fell into his arms.
Magic Qian Qiu’s big eyes:
Jin left!

Jin coughed out a trace of blood, he shook his head: "No problem, but the injury is a bit recurring."
Magic Qianqiu said: "Why have you been holding hands, will it still be like this?"
Jin looked up and just wanted to speak, but suddenly felt something soft on the lips.
In the darkness, the body of the devil's autumn collapsed, and the singer stopped and stopped.
The accidental collision of the lips was only the beginning, but when the kiss suddenly started, it was out of control.
The rich smell in the lips of the two men, the magic of Qianqiu tightly wrapped around the neck of Jin Jin, Jin Jin will tighten his waist. It is clear that the last moment is still a so-called friend relationship, but when you kiss each other, an indescribable pleasure will follow the blood and flow through the whole body.
It’s not as simple as a friend.
The red demon of the red dress was pressed against the wall and kissed comfortably. But he seems to be dissatisfied with such weakness, the tip of his tongue flexibly opened the other's teeth, sucking the warm lips. The demon statue was very upset by him at first, but later learned to use it, carefully biting the soft lip, and then frantically grabbing the sweet liquid in the mouth.
The beautiful snoring sounded in this silent darkness.
It is because of invisibility that everything belonging to the senses will be magnified a hundred times, so that the magic is kissed by the scalp, and even the body is soft. He gently shouted "Jin Li", accompanied by a light breath, he quickly faded the other person's clothes, and the hand that had been removed had penetrated into his clothes and touched the chest. s position.
This part looks at the author's words.
The first wave of liberation ended with such an ending.
After this time, the two men each put on clean clothes, as if nothing had happened, still holding the other hand and continue to get along like a friend.
After three days, the magic Qianqiu gently hooked the palm of the hand, the latter slightly stiff, turned to look at him. Although I can't see each other's face, but through the rich darkness, Jin can be imagined, the beautiful face of the beautiful must have a smile at the moment, and the beautiful peach eyes must be slightly bent.
Mo Qianqiu asked: "What exactly is Long Island? You have never said it in detail."
For a long time, Jin Li began to talk about Long Island. He said it was very simple, but through his words, Magic Qianqiu seems to have seen a paradise, a paradise on earth. For the first time, he had a longing for a place, so he said: "When I finish everything to find you, I should be able to see it there. It is not bad to bury the bones in such a place."
When the voice fell, the atmosphere between the two people suddenly stagnate.
Magic Qianqiu also consciously did not seem to be right, but he did not have time to say it again, he heard a snoring, and then his lips were slightly warm, and he was gently kissed.
The face was hot and the heart violently beaten again. The devil was slightly dumb and the scorpion was ready to speak. He listened to Jin and whispered, "Do you want to come again?"
The magical figure was a stiff body. When he reacted, he had already taken over the other person's body and gave a chuckle from his nose: "There is only less than three months left, then come again."
This time, the two continued to solve the problem for each other.
Then one day, no one remembers who started kissing first, and once again.
Later, the two did not change the clothes again, just silently leaning against the wall, the bare shoulders were tightly touched and gasping together.
Both of them were the first to touch such a beautiful paradise. After a few days, when they recovered their strength, they couldn’t help but do that again. In addition to the final step, they tried everything that could be done. Jin kissed every corner of the magical body and kissed him several times outside the mysterious place.
If this is a friend, it is definitely a big joke.
But after each time, Jin Jin will ask: "Is it a friend?"
Mo Qianqiu silent for a moment, then firmly answered: "It is a friend."
This kind of silence is getting longer and longer. In the quiet dark space, the sigh of breath can't be dispersed, and the air is warmer. Every inch of space is filled with the taste of the dead, such a place is fascinating, and makes the two more like a sensible, began to be crazy again and again.
As long as they are not the last step, no matter how much they are done, they are only friends.
Then, in the last seven days, when the two were kissing, suddenly, the whole space shook.
The magic stopped and he kissed his lips and stopped his movements.
At this moment, both of them have realized that this