[BL, MTL] I'm Not Shouldering This Blame

Chapter 121: Comfort

A person who is in the void does not know how long it can last.

Time is eternal, and there will come a time when it will not be able to survive.

Jian Hua was cold, and a chill came out of his bone marrow.

He didn't feel like he was lying on the bed, but he felt like he was lying in an ice cellar, only the warmth of his palms and fingertips.

- The shadow of the nightmare slowly receded, and he returned to this vivid world of colors and sounds.

He doesn't care much about being alive, but "how to live" is still very important, and how can a person who even has to furnish his home simply and comfortably be willing to be such a pathetic lost person.

If his mind can't be firmly maintained, Jian Hua estimates that he will simply choose to die.

He didn't have the idea of being unwilling, reluctant, and struggling to survive no matter what.

"I'm here." The man holding his palm whispered.

Jian Hua suddenly hugged the person, with great strength.

"I heard you died before me."

Li Fei was slightly stunned when he heard such a question, and then Jian Hua said to himself: "This is very good, then there is no need to find a way back." "

If you change someone else, you can't hear the meaning of Jian Hua's words, and Li Fei is of course different.

He stroked Jian Hua's back with his left hand, and after a while, he felt the cold temperature on Jian Hua's body reced, the arm that imprisoned him relaxed slightly, and Li Fei pressed the person on the bed in turn.

He kissed Jian Hua's forehead and the side of his neck, and stayed for a long time beside the rhythmic blood vessels.

Unbutton the collar and let the slightly cold skin stick to your chest without intervals.

The clothes on the two of them became less and less, and although the range of movements was fierce and the breath of the exchange was rapid, the intimate behavior only ended at this step.

They lay on their beds, breathing closely.

The spring night was cold, the quilt was thrown aside, and there was no air conditioning in the room, but the chill no longer existed.

All this warmth comes from the feeling of the person next to the pillow, and Jian Hua is a little distracted.

In the darkness, his expression fell on Li Fei's eyes.

Li Fei really wanted to make Jian Hua more "warm", looking at the love. The corners of the eyes were dyed crimson, revealing a stoic and uncomfortable expression, and uncontrollable physiological tears flowed out, sliding down the cheeks and into the loose hair between the ears. I really want Jian Hua to moan except for gasping. Don't talk outside of groaning, let love. Man feels his presence thoroughly...... But he couldn't.

The more joyful the body, the more empty the heart feels.

Love is not a good medicine, it cannot cure diseases.

If Li Fei enters Jian Hua's body when he is uneasy, Jian Hua subconsciously feels the fact of "encroachment", his emotions will be uncontrollable, and he may be closer to vulnerability, which is not what Li Fei is happy to see, nor is it a change that Jian Hua himself likes.

Love is respect, not possession.

The strange energy field fused, and the dark beast felt this familiar temperature, and didn't even bother to open its eyes, and waved its head comfortably, and then snored. Feeling that the flame beast was back from the enemy, his emotions were very complicated, he looked at the other party and looked away, walked a few steps closer, and found that there was no movement, so he thought deeply about lying down on the spot to rest - forget it, anyway, get used to it.