Su Muchen lowered his eyes, looking at Ye Lan who was biting his lower lip with silver teeth and refusing to make a sound no matter what, the look in his eyes was dark and unreadable.
She stared at Ye Lan's lips, where the old wounds had not healed, but new ones were added, and the broken rose petals became more colorful, as if they were tempting to pick.
Suddenly, Su Muchen stretched out his right hand, and his fingers seemed to want to fall on Ye Lan's lips. But when he was about to touch his red lips, he changed the direction and pinched his swan-like neck. There were mottled marks on it. It's all what Su Muchen just bit out of the "cake".
When she does this, her movements and expressions can be called gentle, with an ambiguous meaning that makes people blush and make their hearts beat. But anyone with a little sobriety can understand that this action is not gentle at all, but completely strong and domineering. .
"Open your mouth."
Hearing this, Ye Lan finally let go of his scarred lips: "What?"
There was a hint of suppressed pain in his words, but the look in his eyes showed a trace of stubbornness. According to the words, opening one's mouth does not mean being obedient and surrendering, but "I opened my mouth, what can you do to me?" provocation.
But Su Muchen was not provoked by Ye Lan, and a look in his eyes was far from irritating her.
She smiled softly, the pad of her thumb gently caressed Ye Lan's neck, and her fingertips traced the small Adam's apple: "Do you feel it?"
At this moment, Su Muchen clearly felt that the young man's body trembled slightly. She was like a hunter who had found the weakness of his prey, and a playful smile suddenly appeared in his black eyes.
Is this place so sensitive?
"Feel?"
However, Ye Lan seemed to have heard a joke and sneered: "I only feel that there is a mosquito flying around me all the time, buzzing..."
"Noisy."
Su Muchen was still smiling, and her emotions could not be seen at all from her expression.
But Ye Lan felt that the moment he finished speaking, the hand holding his fragile throat suddenly tightened.
He suddenly felt a strong sense of suffocation, but fortunately it only lasted for a moment, and Su Muchen let go of his hand.
Su Muchen stood up slowly. Although Ye Lan angered her twice in a short period of time, she quickly calmed down this time.
There is no need to be angry with this impostor.
Thinking like this, Su Muchen stepped over Ye Lan's body, walked to the bedside, picked up a pillow, and walked back.
Ye Lan stared up at Su Muchen standing on top of him. Before he could react, the pillow quickly enlarged in front of his eyes and then covered his face. His eyes became dark and his breathing became even more difficult. Extreme.
Knowing that Ye Lan could not see his expression at this time, Su Muchen's face showed a slightly cruel smile.
Of course she didn't want to kill Ye Lan, but she wanted to force him to make a sound, even if it wasn't a trembling whisper, it should be a pitiful begging.
But to Su Muchen's surprise, the person under the pillow made no movement or struggled, as if what she did was just a trivial thing.
Su Muchen narrowed his eyes.
She wanted to see how long he could hold on.
A silent tug-of-war started again, with Su Muchen still standing in an invincible position. Ye Lan's struggle and begging for mercy seemed to be only a matter of time.
But, thirty seconds passed...
One minute passed...
Two minutes...
three……
Even Su Muchen, who was supposed to be calm all the time, changed his expression. He could no longer sit still on the Diaoyutai and suddenly opened his pillow.
I saw that Ye Lan's pretty face had turned extremely red, and even had a tendency to gradually turn purple. The expression on his face was very painful, but after all, he did not faint due to suffocation.
At the moment, Ye Lan was just panting greedily, his red and white chest rising and falling violently, and it took him a full minute to fully recover.
Then Ye Lan looked at Su Muchen who looked a little shocked, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a broken and hoarse voice: "Just... this?"
These two simple words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Su Muchen laughed angrily and chuckled: "Very good."
She thought it was impossible for her to get angry again, but Ye Lan could always cross her bottom line again and again.
But even though he was burning with anger, Su Muchen was not carried away by his anger and could still think in the most rational way.
Since the pain cannot make Ye Lan speak out, then...
What about pleasure?
Su Muchen lowered his head and looked down, his eyes accurately falling on Ye Lan's slightly red Adam's apple.
She once again covered Ye Lan's face with the pillow, but it no longer caused him to suffocate painfully. It only blocked his eyes and made his breathing slightly more difficult.
The former amplifies Ye Lan's other senses, while the latter makes his mind less clear and loses his ability to think.
Ye Langang wondered what Su Muchen wanted to do. The next moment, he felt a pain in his neck, and his fragile Adam's apple was caught between his lips and teeth. This was a strong stimulation that could make people tremble without the need for pain conversion, not to mention the pain conversion. Next, the weak pain turned into pleasure, almost making Ye Lan make a sound, and he quickly opened his mouth and bit the pillow.
But not long after, Ye Lan's pupils suddenly dilated, and another wave of pleasure hit him. It was an all-too-familiar feeling. He had experienced it all night last night.
Under the triple sensation, Ye Lan's body trembled uncontrollably, her white toes curled up tightly, and fine beads of sweat oozed from all over her body, even the pink soles of her feet were no exception.
Su Muchen noticed Ye Lan's reaction and was about to pick up the pillow to make him completely defeated, but found that Ye Lan was biting her tightly and refused to open her mouth.
Su Muchen pinched his chin hard: "Let go!"
The force of this blow was quite strong, and the young man's eyebrows were twisted together in pain, but he still clenched his teeth tightly, as if he was fighting for his life, trying to preserve the last bit of dignity he had left.
"It's so mean..." Bones!
Even Su Muchen, who had always been gentle in front of Ye Lan, couldn't help but reveal some of his true colors at this moment. He finally gave up the idea of making Ye Lan give in this time and began to vent his feelings and taste his own feast.
Time flew by, and it was almost early morning. No matter how strong Ye Lan's spirit was, his body could not hold on any longer. The muscles in his mouth lost all their strength, and his lips opened weakly. The saliva that filled the entire mouth just flowed out, stained with saliva. His cheeks were full, the corners of his mouth were wet, and even his pink tongue could no longer move.
Seeing Ye Lan's appearance, Su Muchen's heart became hot, and she didn't care about letting him surrender anymore. Most of the desire that had been released surged up again, and she directly took him into her arms...