After a pause, he pulled her hand to his heart and pressed it gently. Through his thin clothes, she could feel the temperature of his chest and the beating of his heart.

"Instead of saying that those who were hit by the blood curse in the past generations of the Jun family committed suicide because they could not bear the pain, it would be more appropriate to say that they committed suicide because they could not bear the unsatisfied emptiness." Jun Sutian said in a low voice.

.Before he met her, he was constantly enduring that emptiness, especially when the moon was full, it would be even more serious.

When pain spreads all over the body, when a certain desire arises deep in the heart but cannot be obtained, you don’t even know what the purpose of your existence is!

Yang Mo listened carefully. In the past, she would have felt that this was like a fantasy story, full of strange powers and chaos, and unreal. But now, she knew that this was real and not a story.

, not a rumor, but something that really happened.

"Is your brother-in-law the one from the previous generation of the Jun family who inherited the blood curse?" Yang Mo said softly. In a daze, he somewhat understood why Jun Sutian had such a good relationship with his brother-in-law. They

Not only do they have the same pain, but they actually have the same desire.

"Yes." Jun Sutian nodded and said, "It's just that my uncle would choose to commit suicide, not because he couldn't find his life support, but because he could no longer endure his repeated deception and use." That's why he was so desperate.

I won't want to live anymore.

When the person you love most in this world doesn't love you, but just paralyzes you with lies one after another, and in the end, when you don't even bother to make up lies, death doesn't seem to be scary.

It’s more of a relief, “Such a proud uncle,

But when facing Mingyi, he was so humble and begging for mercy.i^" He lowered his eyes and his voice was a little vague. The people of the Jun family had no way to refuse Mingyi's request, even as long as Mingyi did not leave him.

, no matter how despicable, shameless or despicable things are, he will do them.

Poor, sad but ridiculous!

Yang Mo thought of Huang Xiaohong and what she heard from others about Huang Xiaohong's tragic experience. Does that woman regret it now? If she hadn't hurt the one who loved her most in the world.

Human, maybe she wouldn't have such a life.

"You are not my uncle, and I am not Huang Xiaohong. So, we are different from them." She said. Perhaps the biggest tragedy was that Huang Xiaohong did not really fall in love with Jun Aosheng. But she fell in love with him.

Sutian.

He raised his head, his expression a little soothing, "Yes, you and Huang Xiaohong are different." Therefore, he is much luckier than his uncle.

With a strong effort in his arms, he pulled her body closer to him, and his burning heat touched her crotch, causing her face to turn red immediately.

"Mo, I want..." Once the cold voice is tainted with the flavor of love, it will be particularly full of temptation.

Yang Mo's face immediately turned redder, "Don't... Ozawa is still watching TV." In other words, his son has not fallen asleep yet. Even if the two of them are in Yang Mo's studio now, once his son finishes watching TV, he will come over.

If you knock on the door, it will definitely be embarrassing.

"It'll be fine in a while. His favorite Dinosaur War is being played now. At least it has to be over before he comes and knocks on the door." Jun Sutian said, burying his face in Yang Mo's neck and sniffing her.

The unique fragrance, and then, as if it could no longer be restrained, it gently sucked on the soft skin of her neck.

"Well..." Yang Mo groaned uncontrollably, and then thought of his son who was still in the living room, and immediately suppressed his voice. The house is an old-fashioned community room, and the sound insulation effect is not very good. Yang Mo really

I'm not sure if my son would hear me if I really shouted.

She twisted her body, trying to break away from his grip, but instead he held her tighter, kissing her gently along her neck and down to her chest. His fingers were skillful.

He unbuttoned her clothes, took off her bra, took the tenderness of her breasts into his mouth, licked, sucked and sucked.

Yang Mo took a breath and covered her lips with both hands, hoping to suppress the moans that came out of her mouth. At the same time, her body did not forget to twist, trying to get rid of the temptation he provoked.

see.

But the more she twisted, the more it stimulated him, and his licking became more intense. Yang Mo gasped, feeling Jun Sutian's fingers skillfully caressing her body, and her body was licking.

Deep inside, waves of heat surged.

It's no longer possible. If she continues, she will...

He raised his head again, pulled away her hands, and said hoarsely to her, "Open your lips."

Almost all her strength was concentrated on her lips. Her soft lips were tightly closed, and she shook her head hard with a red face.

"Open up, Mo, just open up a little." He coaxed.

She finally opened her lips slightly and gasped, "Sutian, wait until Ozawa falls asleep, then... um..." Before she could finish her words, his lips had already pressed down domineeringly.

Coming up, his tongue forcefully but gently squeezed into her mouth, holding her little lilac tongue in his mouth and tasting it wantonly.

Yang Mo felt that his body was about to collapse into a ball of mud. In his ears, in addition to the sounds of breathing and saliva, he could also vaguely hear the sound of the TV in the living room.

Her hand was pulled up by him, and he guided her, caressing the skin on his body, and finally pressed it on his swelling.

She passively accepted his kiss, while her fingers kept moving up and down under his grasp...

When his tongue withdrew from her mouth, his breathing also became rapid. His sexy thin lips were pressed against her soft lips, and his handsome face was filled with an emotional beauty.

"Mo, I really want to penetrate you hard." He murmured in a low voice. It was obviously a dirty word, but when he said it, it didn't feel obscene at all.

Yang Mo's face turned even redder and he could only stare at Jun Sutian with his eyes.

But the way she looked at this moment, with her eyes glaring like this, turned into a naked temptation. Suddenly, his words became louder.

Yang Mo only felt that the palms of his hands were burning hot, and in his ears was Jun Sutian's whisper, "After Xiaoze goes to sleep, I want you to make it up to me."

compensate?!
Chapter completed!