[BL]Ban All Singles

Chapter 12

After just a few minutes, Wen Qiuxing finally knew how much trouble he had found himself.

"Hello..." He sat up and shouted, "Will, what are you doing?"

The other person said, "You."

Returning to the court next to Wen Qiuxing, the person was still that person, but his breath changed.

"Well, what?" Wen Qiu waked up on the bed with his eyes wide open and dumbfounded. When did this person learn to whisper?

But the court did not answer, and he was doing what he wanted to do wholeheartedly, and if he didn't, he would explode.

"Wait..." Wen Qiuxing said.

But the court ignored it.

At this time, a mountain like a mountain shrouded in the past, with a unique breath...

Wen Qiuxing finally felt terrified, because this Will, exudes a trembling momentum in every move.

But the other party was still so gentle.

The kiss on the face is no different from the past, but it makes Wen Qiuxing feel creepy, as if he is being stared at by a gentle beast, ready to split the bone into the abdomen.

"Uh..." What is this sand sculpture feeling? !

And this feeling when kissing...especially, he became more and more clear...feeling Will's unusual possessiveness.

The young man who was always sensitive to danger, frowned subconsciously, and could not help trembling. It was uncomfortable, or an ominous premonition.

Nor does it mean that Will didn't actively engage him in the past, but it feels different...

To make an analogy, it used to be a little playful, and it belongs to the play between partners.

And now...the other party is really playing away from the heart...to engage him.

"I...exactly..." What kind of digging for myself, Tiankeng.

Wen Qiu wakes up with blood on his face, oh no, a tear on his face asks the soul.

"What the **** do you mean?" The young man's palm crossed the court's arm. Originally, he wanted to find a place to focus on, but unexpectedly encountered a strange touch.

He froze a little, and remembered it. This was the wound he had bitten before. The blood on it had scabed up, so it was uneven.

"Huh?" Feng Ting's voice was still low, with a very solid texture, but at this time there was more suppression.

"I let you choose... to live according to your own wishes." Wen Qiuxing said: "But it is not for you to mess with me."

Fonting paused.

Feng Ting chuckled and said, "My heart is..."

Those two unfinished words, he personally sent to Wen Qiu wake up ears.

"Worri..." The young man with wet eyes closed his eyes in a complicated mood.

An extremely chaotic night.

When the fish belly became white in the east, Wen Qiuxing's shoulders finally leaned firmly on the futon where he could rest, instead of staying in the air helplessly.

Of course, the last time was the head from four o'clock in the morning. I slept for more than an hour before. It was crazy and depraved.

In the past, even when sleeping together, this alien gentleman would not hold him tightly with his arms tightly.