Ling Yingluo hugged Ouyang Qianran, his breathing began to rapid, and the strong masculine aura on his body enveloped Ouyang Qianran. Ouyang Qianran's body temperature also rose. He recalled that time at the hot spring resort, when he and Ling Yingyue were also so close that there seemed to be no space between them.
A kiss gently fell on Ouyang Qianran's neck. Ouyang Qianran trembled all over and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ling Ying..."
The last word was drowned in the mouths of both of them.
Ling Yinglu hugged Ouyang Qianran, their lips pressed tightly together, and the kiss was a little hasty. Ling Yingyue was like a wolf that had been waiting patiently for a long time, and when it finally caught its prey, it began to eat frantically.
Ling Yinglu's flexible tongue pried open Ouyang Qianran's teeth while he was stunned, and conquered Ouyang Qianran's battlefield. Ouyang Qianran was forced to respond in the beginning, and then went crazy with Ling Yingluo in the end. The pajamas on both of them had been opened at some point, and they began to explore each other's bodies.
The soft and delicate touch under his hands made Ling Yingluo even more crazy. Wherever his hands touched, there was an incomparable feeling of heat, as if it wanted to burn Ouyang Qianran's whole body.
Their bodies were pressed together, Ouyang Qianran tilted his head back, responding to Ling Yingluo's frantic attack. The breathing became hotter and hotter, and language seemed redundant at this moment. Slowly, a blush began to appear on Ouyang Qianran's face, tiny beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, shimmering, misty, and watery, with his unique kind of alluring charm.
Ling Yinglu's deep eyes became deeper and deeper. Ouyang Qianran didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see a flash of purple light in his eyes.
Ouyang Qianran's muscles are very strong due to exercise, but they are not prominent. And because he is still in the developmental stage, his figure still has a kind of immaturity that belongs to a teenager. Ling Yingluo is different. He has a big frame and exercises every day, making his muscles stronger than Ouyang Qianran's. Under his strong chest are eight bulging abdominal muscles, and the perfect mermaid line makes Ouyang Qianran linger.
Before they knew it, the two had taken off all their clothes, and by the time Ouyang Qianran reacted, he had been pinned down. Ling Yingluo stuck directly to his body, with her sensitive parts pressed against his.
"Wait... wait..." Ouyang Qianran used his uninjured hand to support Ling Yingluo's chest muscles. The touch under his hand felt so good that he almost couldn't help but start kneading it. Fortunately, he restrained himself.
Ling Yinglu's originally deep eyes now became like the black hole of the universe, mysterious and intimidating. He silently stared at Ouyang Qianran's rosy cheeks, high nose, slightly opened nose, revealing her white teeth, and lips that were a little swollen from being kissed. It was like a wolf that had been waiting for a long time, ready to see how its prey would struggle to death.
After coming here, Ouyang Qianran felt a little panic for the first time, "I... my arm is injured..." Although it was a bad excuse, it was still an excuse, right? By the way, he never thought that there would come a day when he, Ouyang Qianran, would come up with lame excuses.
Ling Yingyue looked at Ouyang Qianran deeply, and his voice became even hoarse and low, "I know, don't worry, I won't hurt you."
Won't it hurt him? Oh my god, how can this sentence be so ambiguous? Anyway, Ouyang Qianran had the wrong idea at this time. Looking at Ling Yingluo's posture, even if he is injured, it seems that there is no possibility of letting him go. Then I thought about it again, I was actually prepared before coming here. If I was prepared, why should I be so shy like a girl? It's just love, it should be normal between lovers, right? Since the result is the same, he should stop being pretentious. However, acceptance does not mean that he wants to be in a passive position.
Ouyang Qianran insisted on convincing himself, his original resistance disappeared, and his face became serious, "I want to be on top." Between suppressing and being suppressed, Ouyang Qianran chose the one who suppresses.
However, sometimes, ideals are full and reality is skinny. Ouyang Qianran agreed, but it does not mean that Ling Yinglu will agree. After all, this is the most important battle to determine the family's status, so how could Ling Yingluo compromise?
Ling Yinglu stared at Ouyang Qianran with wide eyes, and repeated his previous words to him, "Your arm is injured."
"So?" Ouyang Qianran was stunned.
"So you can't do too much intense exercise, otherwise the wound will split. The one below doesn't need intense exercise." Ling Yingyue continued with a smile: "Also, the person above needs to consume too much physical energy. I don't want to let you get tired."
Look how high-sounding this reason is, it leaves Ouyang Qianran with no reason to refute it.
Then what? Then it’s time to turn on the lights.
"Xiaoran, relax, don't worry, I won't hurt you..."
"Ah... Ling Yingluo, I won't let you go..."
"Ding... This system has recently launched a super premium moisturizing oil, which can be used externally and internally. It only requires 300 health points. Does the host need it?"
"roll……"
The night is still long...
…
"Ding... Congratulations to the host. The host's binding partner's favorability has increased to 99 points. Please keep up the good work..."
“So noisy…”
The sun was hanging high in the sky, but the curtains were drawn, so Ouyang Qianran could not feel the warm sunlight. He was awakened by the sound of the system. After mumbling for a while, he was about to turn over and go back to sleep. As a result, he accidentally forgot that his arm was injured. He just pressed it lightly, and then a sharp pain immediately spread from his arm to Ouyang Qianran's brain. Ouyang Qianran reflexively returned to his previous position, but because his movement was too big, it involved a certain part of his body, and it was so painful that Ouyang Qianran cried out.
It hurts. My whole body hurts. It felt like all the bones in my body were being taken apart and reassembled, but the pain was not like the tingling pain in my arms. It also had some kind of soreness after excessive exercise. There was a certain spot in particular, even though it felt like someone had carefully cleaned it and applied medicine to it, there was still a sense of soreness.
Thinking of the madness of last night, Ouyang Qianran wanted to chop Ling Yingluo to pieces. He said he was tired, tired, but Ling Yingluo still seemed not to hear him. What made him feel most humiliated was that he actually fainted last night. Yes, he fainted. What about the promise of resistance against Japanese aggression? What about the promise of not surrendering? In the end, all of it became a passing cloud, making Ouyang Qianran feel very depressed.
As promised, he actually gave himself to Ling Yingyue as a birthday present?
"So useless..." As soon as he said this, Ouyang Qianran frowned immediately, because he found that his voice had become hoarse and his throat was a little dry and uncomfortable. Just as he was about to get up and drink some water, the pain in his body came back, so Ouyang Qianran stopped immediately and lay on the big bed pretending to be dead.
I'm so tired. I really don't want to get up. Oh, and he also has a system.
Ouyang Qianran came back to his senses and immediately summoned the system in his mind.
"System, is there any way to get rid of the soreness in my body? Of course, that is all of it." Ouyang Qianran emphasized the word "all".
"Yes, the host only needs to pay 300 health points, and this system can heal all the injuries on the host."
"All healed?" Doesn't that mean the wound on the arm will also be healed? That won't work. In this way, it would be easy for Ling Yingluo to find out.
Ouyang Qianran tried to ask: "Is there any way to heal other parts besides the wound on my arm?"
The system said seriously: "This system's healing ability can heal all wounds and pains on the host, and will never leave any scars. Please do not question the ability of this system."
When did he ever question its capabilities? It feels so tiring to have such a difficult system to communicate with! In the end, Ouyang Qianran has given up on the help system. Although the system has become more humane, it has not changed in essence. It is still the same old-fashioned system that will never adapt.
Just as Ouyang Qianran was daydreaming, the door was pushed open and Ling Yingluo walked in with breakfast.
"Awake?" Seeing Ouyang Qianran lying on the bed, staring at the snow-white ceiling with eyes wide open, the hard lines on Ling Yinglu's face softened. He walked over, put the breakfast aside, sat down on the bed, and said in a doting voice, "Get up and have breakfast first. It's already half past ten. You must be hungry."
Ouyang Qianran looked at Ling Yingluo, who was wearing ordinary home clothes but was still extremely handsome, and he became even angrier. Who should he blame for this? It’s all because of this guy. He actually had the presence of mind to say that he got up late? Look at Ling Yingyue’s happy face, as if nothing happened and she was in the mood to make breakfast. Then think about how fragile I am now, unable to even get out of bed. I feel unwilling to accept this! If he had persisted a little longer last night and tried a little harder, would the person lying on the bed now be Ling Yingluo?
Of course, the above are just Ouyang Qianran’s personal thoughts.
Seeing Ouyang Qianran staring at him with a stern face and without saying a word, and then looking at the red spots on Ouyang Qianran's neck, and remembering the madness of last night, Ling Yingluo felt a sense of pity in his heart, but he did not regret it. He leaned closer to Ouyang Qianran, resting his forehead against Ouyang Qianran's, and his voice was gentler than ever.
"Xiao Ran, I don't regret what I did to you last night. I'm very happy, happier than ever before." After saying that, he lowered his head and pecked Ouyang Qianran's lips lightly, "After so long, you finally belong to me."
Although the latter sentence was still gentle, it also carried an incomparable possessiveness and domineering attitude that made Ouyang Qianran's heart tremble slightly. Something seemed to be about to overflow from his chest. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Ling Yingyue's words seemed to have another layer of meaning. Seems to be carrying some kind of sigh!
Of course, this is not the point. The point is that Ouyang Qianran widened his eyes and looked at Ling Yingluo's handsome face in front of him, who was looking at him tenderly with a smile in his eyes. He actually kissed him? And he seems not to have brushed his teeth yet! Is this really okay?
Mr. Ling, what about your mysophobia?
The author has something to say: This chapter has been revised many times, so it is late, sorry, I wish all the little angels a happy Children's Day, and may you all be seventeen every year!
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