Article 398

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Lie together. This thought made the young man's blood burn hot, flowing dangerously like a sleeping volcano, but not gushing thinly.

He couldn't help but sleep further inside, close to the wall board. Walls made of rammed wood and earth were different after all. The boards were so thin, only three fingers wide at most.

Mo Ran thought, Chu Wanning was lying three feet away from him, taking off his clothes, or wearing only a thin piece of clothing... He closed his eyes and swallowed with his throat. He felt that his heart was burning, burning all over. It burned all over his body and reached the corners of his eyes. He did not open his eyes, but if he did, there would be bloodshot eyes and a bright red color inside.

Ah, then he suddenly remembered another thing - this thing was so exciting that his whole body tensed up and blood rushed to his lower body.

He once committed suicide on the bed where Chu Wanning slept.

The long-standing memory is so wet, sinful and sweet. When I recall this incident, my scalp is numb. He remembered that year when he was soaking in a hot spring and accidentally fell into Chu Wanning's arms. The hot feeling could not be eliminated, so he could only rub himself willingly and put his forehead against the wall, just like that. Want to vent it out...

Mo Ran opened half of his eyes slightly, his eyes were dark, the dark place was like a rock, but there was red lava surging under the rock. He pressed his forehead against the wall again.

My heart felt like it was about to burst. How could I have been so stupid back then? How could I not notice the desire and love that was so bright...

He put one hand against the wall and held it down, but he couldn't hold it back.

He thought that when he wasn't in love, he could vent about Chu Wanning unscrupulously, but when he fell in love, he was destined to never get anything from the person separated by the wall in his life. Even in his dreams, he felt that he was dirty and that he was hurting Chu. Wan Ning's blasphemy.

Bearing the desire was too much for a young and vigorous body. The tip of his nose was pressed against the wall, and his hot body was trying to stick to the thin wall as much as possible. His thoughts were confused. , eyes blurred, he even had a faint illusion in the increasingly lush emotions.

It seems that Chu Wanning's breath and the vague scent of crabapple on Chu Wanning's body have penetrated through the gaps in the wood grain and seeped into his bed, wrapping him tightly.

The smell of Allen Chu seduces him and pities him.

To seduce his lust and pity his humanity.

Seduce him to the point of burning with desire, but pity him that he doesn't get what he wants.

The ink burns in such temptation and pity, frowning in pain, holding the wall with his hands, the bones are clearly defined, and the veins are bulging one by one.

Contrary to his violent expression, it was his almost whimpering plea. He whispered softly: "Chu Wanning... Wanning..."

But he didn't know that on the other side of the wall, Chu Wanning actually didn't dare to go to the hot spring pool to bathe. He had indeed laid down as Mo Ran thought. At this time, he was also thinking about him and longing for him. Chu Wanning's slender fingers also rubbed the slightly cold wooden board, and his forehead also pressed against this ruthless wall.

The two of them had such a deep misunderstanding in their previous lives that they were separated by a huge abyss. So in this life, they watered it with blood, filled the abyss into a sea of ​​blood, and swam toward each other. However, because of a barrier, they couldn't see each other's surging passion, and could only let their own passions overflow.

But they were obviously so close.

So close that Mo Ran seemed to hear Chu Wanning's heartbeat, and Chu Wanning seemed to hear Mo Ran's breathing.

"Dong dong dong!"

Mo Ran was startled and said angrily: "Who is it?"

When he shouted, Chu Wanning next door was also shocked, and then he realized that Mo Ran was really sleeping against the wall, so close to himself, that the low and hoarse voice seemed to be shouting next to his pillow of.

"..." Allen Chu couldn't help but clenched his fingers and opened a pair of phoenix eyes in the darkness.

"I, Xue Meng." The man outside said, "My mother said she put your luggage and mine together. Please open the door quickly. Really, I'm waiting to take a shower."

Eavesdropping is certainly not a good thing, but Chu Wanning thought that he did not eavesdrop. The board was too thin, the sound insulation of the room was too poor, and Xue Meng shouted too loudly.

Anyway, he didn't want to listen.

Chu Wanning thought this way, wrapped himself in a quilt and leaned closer to the wall.

The creak of the bed came from next door. After a while, the door opened and Xue Meng's voice sounded again: "Hey, why are you already asleep? So early?"

"I'm sleepy." Mo Ran choked, "Hurry up, I was woken up by you in the middle of my sleep. I took your clothes and walked around quickly."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xue Meng paused, with a hint of suspicion in his voice, "I left the door bolt so early and couldn't get out. I just said a few words to you and got angry. Shouldn't you? It will be at..."

What are you doing?

Chu night Ning suddenly opened his eyes wide, and unconsciously thought of the lotus pond and the ink-burning limbs rubbing against each other. The young man was so passionate and high-spirited that he seemed to be able to kill people when he was ready to go.

A young man in his early twenties, and if he does not follow the path of abstinence like him, how much boiling magma will be hidden in his body? How often is it normal to vent? Chu Wanning doesn't know any of this. He has been reticent for a long time, and he doesn't understand.

Now, he wanted to know a little bit, but he couldn't let go of his pride because of his face.

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