: Chapter 49. Enchanted

[Those who are enchanted are all without taboos, just want to tightly bind their own demons. 】
In a car on the highway.
The man sitting in the driver's seat looked at it unsteadily from the rearview mirror while driving the car.
There are two in the back seat, one holding the other tightly.
The shoulders of the man with open arms were flat and wide, and he shook the trembling boy into his arms. The teenager curled up like a frightened little animal, only half of his hairy head was exposed from the back of the man's shoulder, shaking slightly.
Su Xitang gently patted Su An's back, and after feeling the tremor of the teenager's spine clearly in contact, his frowned brows deepened even deeper, and he couldn't help putting his palm on the back of the teenager, gently rubbing the teenager like a cat 'S head, wanting to say something, eventually only lowered his voice to call the boy's name: "Aan ..."
Su An didn't speak, but his body curled smaller.
A spot on his shoulder was already soaked, Su Xitang knew that it was tears. The young man who dared to cry out loud at the beginning just bit his lip stubbornly after getting in the car. Su Xitang wanted to tell Su An not to hold back, crying and not losing, but knowing the young man ’s stubbornness, he could only silently accept Tighten your arms.
For the first time so weak.
Can only watch the important one crying in his arms, but do not know what to do.
The car stopped slowly.
Along turned back and said, "The hotel is here. Boss, let the young master take a rest first, and then take it down."
Su Xitang nodded, holding Su An out of the car.
Regardless of the strange line of sight, Su Xitang took Su An up the stairs, opened the room, closed the door, put the teenager carefully on the sofa, and touched the teenager's head and said softly, "Aan, we have come to a safe place, never again something's up."
Su An just opened his swollen eyes and looked numbly in front.
Su Xitang looked at Su'an like this, only to feel that his heart was struck by something blunt.
He held Su An's hand and said, "Go and pour a glass of water, then get a good night's sleep and wake up and go back to China, OK."
After waiting for a while, seeing that the teenager still had no plans to speak, Su Xitang had to plan to get up and pour the water—
The hand was pulled.
The teenager stared at the red and swollen cat's eyes, and looked at him pleadingly. His eyes seemed to be substantial, hitting him.
"Just pour water, don't go, I haven't drank water for a long time, my lips are dry." Su Xitang explained quickly, trying to reach out to the teenager's blushing lips, and withdrew his hand again.
Su An just looked up at Su Xitang, like a milk cat abandoned by the Lord, raised her head pitifully.
With a sigh, Su Xitang had to sit back on the sofa again. The young man immediately moved his body into the man's arms again, obviously cold, but it made him feel at ease.
Su Xitang drew the napkin on the coffee table, trying to wipe the face of the teenager in his arms, but suddenly heard a low voice.
"... I'm so scared."
"I'm really scared," Su An raised his red eyes, staring stupidly at the pale man who looked down at him stiffly, "I really don't want to, I don't want to die at all again."
The young man's face was so pale, he said that on weekdays, the cat's eyes were always dark and dark, and there was no vitality.
"Actually, maybe it's dead, just thinking that I'm still alive."
Su Xitang looked at Su An silently and stared at him dumbly. The air is filled with a bitter taste, making all the internal organs curl up slightly.
"Say, is it a dream, in fact ... there is nothing at all, right?"
As soon as the voice fell, the young man's eyes glared so much that he could not hold back his tears. A drop of tears rolled out of his eyes and ran down his cheeks, embellishing his chin.
"... Think Su Xitang doesn't exist?" The handsome and pale man just opened coldly.
"Yeah, yeah," the teenager said slowly and slowly, and said awkwardly, "So good, right, so good, how can there be such luck, it must be--"
The cat's eyes steaming with tears suddenly glared to the maximum, round, and even the tears forgot to fall.
Su Xitang pressed Su An's back of the head and pressed him all over the sofa.
The sunlight passing through the icy glass is still orange and warm, sprinkled in large swaths, and the cold air appears extravagant.
In the pure sunshine, the dust of sleepwalking floated lazily.
The air seemed to be pumped away suddenly, the chest was stuffy, opened his mouth and wanted to breathe, but the friction of the lips became more and more intense, like a spark.
The chaotic young boy's eyes widened blankly.
Close by is a pair of beautiful, almost bewitched eyes. The thick and dense eyelashes are half-covered, and the surface of the pupil looks as if a light is floating, and the gorgeous texture is like a black crystal stained with frost and snow. For the first time, the deep-sighted pupils, Su An clearly saw his reflection for the first time, and also saw similar attachments and obsessions, but the lingering emotions made him tremble.
My mind seemed to be filled with flocs, and my hands and feet were soft without half of my strength. It was an extremely rare feeling. It seemed to float up. It was really real, only the hot experience between lips and teeth.
At first, it was only a gentle friction, slowly and firmly, as he opened his mouth to breathe, but he put a dangerous invader, although the invader's body was so soft.
The tongue was entangled with strange things, and the hot and soft things, with their tongues twisted, turned, and rolled, almost melted into one. What was tasted on the tip of the tongue that was stirred by the tongue was a sweet taste of suspicious fructose. Su An, who had never experienced it before, took the initiative to lick it before cursing and wanted to taste what it was.
However, it was only a slight movement, and the young man ’s initiative seemed to stimulate such a strange thing, that thing was still soft, but like some huge change, it became fierce and grabbed his own tightly for a while. Tongues are tangled, for a while, my mouth is raging everywhere, shell teeth, palate, tongue base ... sensitive parts are everywhere.
The breath passing between the nostrils was mysterious and subtle, and Su An was hot and dry, and his mouth was very dry. Clearly touching something very wet, but feeling dry mouth more and more, feeling dry mouth more and more, and couldn't help it, can't help approaching the hot and aggressor.
Su Xitang's eyes narrowed slightly, and dangerous light flashed in his dark eyes. He held the teenager's head with one hand, covering the teenager completely, almost pressing the whole body of the teenager into the soft sofa.
"Um, ooh ..."
When Su An finally made an unbearable cry, the man who pressed him let go of this young man who almost fainted because of suffocation.
The loose-mouthed Su Xitang saw Su An's hands resting on his shoulders, gasping with his head kept high, his jaw-like pointed jaw raised high, and a pair of lips that seemed to have been torn and and swollen Get up and fill the thin skin and under the lip line.
Su Xitang doesn't think he is sober now, he knows what he does. He kissed his adopted son. Perhaps, exaggerated words such as deep kiss and wolf kiss were objective enough.
Even more terrifying is that he does not want to stop, he wants to do more to the teenagers under him.
The thread stretched in my mind was about to break. Su Xitang seems to have heard the sound of collapse, but has no time to take care of it.
He reached for the teenager's face and asked in a low voice: "... Is it cold?"
The cold temperature at the fingertips frowned the teenager's small face, and the confused cat-eyed teenager answered honestly and honestly: "Father's big hands are very cold, but his mouth is very hot, hey, but why should he kiss?
Su Xitang was dissatisfied with this title. He frowned slightly and looked at Su An with a deep voice: "... called Xi Tang."
"West, Xitang?" The confused boy said confusedly.
West, Xitang. Xitang. He called his name like this.
Snapped. What's broken. Bang. What collapsed into powder.
The man named Su Xitang, the pale, cold and lonely man who had never had love, was gently called into the abyss.
Su An found that the male pupil with clear eyes in front of him became deep again, as if rolling a voluptuous mist. In the mist, it seemed that there was a call to attract bones. But he knew that these eyes looked at him indefinitely, only at him, penetrating the skin and flesh and blood, and looked into the deepest part of his soul, never seen by outsiders.
Such a bare-naked-naked look, with only one such look, makes the teenager feel ashamed from the heart and expose all shame.
"what--"
The teenager suddenly screamed. Because the pale man suddenly lowered his head, bit his lip, and slowly loosened it, but licked the scar left before he left.
"... Does it hurt." The man asked.
"It hurts," the teenager replied grievously.
"That's true," the male's tempting voice because of a slight hoarse is full of persuasion. "It will feel cold and painful, indicating that it is true, and hot, it means true."
"So, A-an, we are all true, really here."
"And it is also true," the skin was pale like snow, but his lips were red with bloodshotness, and the male's tragic color difference became more and more fatal, "Aan, love."
The hourglass of time is pinched by the hand of God, the air is still, the sun is still, the floating dust is still, and even the breathing is still.
In the absolutely impeccable stillness, Su Xitang gently held Su An's face, and his expression was calm and sincere, just like a believer praying to the faith, with an elegant appearance and a mad believer inside.
"God, but they are fathers and sons ..." Su An's eyes widened and she couldn't make a channel.
"We have no blood relationship." The man retorted calmly.
The teenager opened his mouth and stuttered for a while before saying, "We are all men ..."
Su Xitang looked at Su An with his head tilted, and slowly placed the finger on the side of the teenager's face against the teenager's still swollen lips. He squinted slightly and stared at the teenager who was stiffened by one of his movements, "... this?"
"Father, dad is big-well!" The painful teenager immediately changed his mind wisely, "Xi ... Tang, Xi Tang is beautiful, as if to lure QaQ"
Su Xitang just smiled gently, holding the teenager's face, and bowed his head again.
The teenager who was fascinated by the smile of the godfather Damei was preparing to "confess his fate", but suddenly saw that his fingers on Damei's shoulders were still stained with blood and dust, and immediately shouted angrily:
"--Wait, wait, wait!"
After glancing at Damei, who was dissatisfied with frowning, Su An immediately frowned and explained: "It's dirty now, I want to take a shower QaQ"
With a nervous look at Damei's reaction, Su Sutang raised his eyebrows slightly, Su An's small heart suddenly hung.
Su An, unable to extricate himself in the beauty, has completely forgotten the extreme panic and despair he had fallen into because of the rest of his life and the rebirth of old things.
However, Su An is still in a trance or even unconsciousness caused by great stimulation. He may not know it himself, but Su Xitang must know.
Although knowing that the behavior at this moment is extremely bad, Su Xitang himself was enchanted, and the enchanted people were all taboo. They just wanted to tightly bind their own demon, tie it, eat it, and make it impossible go away.
Su Xitang suddenly stood up and picked up the teenager sitting on the sofa.
"Aoao-what are you doing?" The boy who was held up looked blank.
The teenager found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, and Godfather Damei had something wrong, exuding a terrifying and enticing atmosphere, as if bone-eating poison.
It seems that if this goes on, there will be something wrong, but the teenager with a chaotic brain can no longer think deeply about what is wrong, and it is already unable to stop it.
"Aan didn't want to take a bath, wash with them." Su Xitang narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.