Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

Chapter 1130 Blackback Lao 6's Apprentice 13

The clothes had long been lost in the chaotic tangle, and their skin was tightly pressed against each other without any barrier.

Jiang Xiaoyu could clearly feel every tense muscle line of Zhang Xiaoshu and his equally rapid heartbeat.

Zhang Xiaoshu’s stick was pressing against Xiaoyu. Oh, this was his dagger.

What to do? Xiaoyu wants to run away.

Damn it, who sleeps with a dagger on them?

The little fish was almost turned into braised fish, and my body couldn't help but tremble.

"Zhang Xiaoshu...you...hmm..."

The broken syllables were blocked by a deeper kiss.

Zhang Xiaoshu seemed dissatisfied with his distraction, and bit his soft lips lightly as a punishment, then licked them gently with the tip of his tongue to soothe them.

His movements were filled with unquestionable patience and aggressiveness. One hand continued to linger on his smooth back, feeling the slightly concave grooves of the spine, while the other hand boldly explored more private areas.

Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly arched his waist, like a fish out of water, his body tensed to the extreme.

It was a strange feeling, as if he saw stars falling, making his vision go white.

He instinctively didn't want to look at the stars, but Zhang Xiaoshu's strong legs suppressed him and he continued to look at the stars.

The suppressed moan finally broke through the blockade, with a crying tone and seductiveness, echoing in the small space: "Ah... Don't... There..."

The sound seemed to stimulate Zhang Xiaoshu. He growled and, like a dormant beast, finally broke free from its docile disguise. His movements became more urgent and wild.

The hot kiss went down along Jiang Xiaoyu's graceful jawline, imprinted on her delicate collarbone and flat chest, leaving behind moist, possessive marks.

Jiang Xiaoyu tilted her head back, her slender neck forming a fragile curve, her Adam's apple rolling up and down helplessly, fine beads of sweat seeping out from her smooth forehead, sliding down her flushed cheeks and sinking into her messy hair.

He opened his mouth slightly and gasped for breath, each breath coming with a broken whimper. His body completely collapsed under the other's strong control and teasing, and could only float up and down with the surging waves.

In the space under the quilt, the temperature climbed to the extreme, and the ambiguous breathing and the sound of water intertwined into a web, tightly entangling the two people.

Outside the window, the night is deep and everything is silent. Only in this small world, there is a flame burning that is enough to burn all reason.

Zhang Xiaoshu's deep eyes were surprisingly bright in the darkness, reflecting the dazed look of the person under him. In those eyes, there was an undisguised desire to devour the other person completely.

He ate it.

On the other side, Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qilin were also fighting fiercely.

For the first time, Hei Xia Zi truly felt the gap between him and the mute, even though the gap was not that big before.

So he made a request.

"Dumb, what will happen if you let go?"

Zhang Qilin gave the blind man a strange look and said, "You won't be able to get up, at least for several days, and you won't be able to leave the house."

He added: "Don't worry, I'm very restrained."

So Hei Xia Zi's hands were shaking, and the mute showed mercy to him during the night when he was treated like a salted fish.

"Then show no mercy. The blind man wants to see."

Hei Xia Zi's eyes were as bright as the moon, illuminating Zhang Qilin's fiery eyes, and the Qilin tattoo exploded on his body.

"it is good."

He covered the blind man with the quilt. This time he would not let him go out on the second day, nor on the third day. So it would be just a week.

The enthusiastic blind man, Zhang Qilin wanted to respond to the enthusiastic Mr. Zhang gave him.

Hei Xia Zi suddenly felt a little regretful about this suggestion.

"Dumb, otherwise, it would be better to just stay the same as before."

What is he doing?

Unfortunately, Hei Xia Zi had been pushed against the wall.

"It's too late, my Mr. Qi. You have to put out the fire if you light it."

So Mr. Zhang needs Mr. Qi to put out the fire.

Zhang Qilin's low and hoarse voice was like a hot brand, burning directly into Hei Xiazi's eardrums and nerve endings.

The voice of "Mr. Qi" carried an unprecedented and unmistakable possessiveness, which completely extinguished Hei Xia Zi's last bit of hope.

"Wait...ah!" Hei Xia Zi's attempt to struggle was rudely blocked by Zhang Qilin's lips and tongue that suddenly pressed down on him.

It wasn't a kiss, it was more like a declaration of occupation.

Zhang Qilin's kiss was as aggressive as a storm, without any skill at all, just the most primitive and direct plunder.

Not as gentle as before.

His tongue forcefully pried open Hei Xia Zi's teeth, went straight in, greedily sweeping every inch of his mouth, absorbing his breath and devouring his voice.

Hei Xia Zi was forced to raise his head and endure it. The back of his head almost hit the cold wall heavily. Then he was taken to the bed by Mr. Zhang. With a thud, even with Mr. Zhang's hand to block it, his vision went black.

The feeling of suffocation mixed with the strong masculine scent overwhelmed him.

Hei Xia Zi regretted his nonsense.

He tasted a faint smell of blood, which was caused by the bite during the entanglement of lips and tongues.

At the same time, Zhang Qilin's thighs forcefully squeezed between Hei Xiazi's legs, and his knees pushed open his legs that he subconsciously wanted to close together without any resistance.

After securing him tightly to the bed, the little Qilin greeted the blind man enthusiastically.

The hand that was originally supporting the bed now clamped Hei Xia Zi's jaw like an iron clamp, forcing him to maintain the posture of receiving the kiss.

Her thumb, covered with thin calluses, rubbed the lines of his jaw vigorously, with the intimacy of examining a trophy.

A fierce mute, a little scary.

"Hiss...mute...fuck you..."

Hei Xia Zi managed to squeeze out a few words in between breaths. His voice was broken and hoarse, with a hint of barely perceptible panic.

The mute is very gentle.

He tried to bend his knees to push Zhang Qilin away, but the other party was faster and used his knee to press down on the most sensitive tendons on the inside of his thigh.

A strong sense of numbness and soreness instantly spread throughout his body, causing him to groan, and his resistance instantly collapsed.

Zhang Qilin finally let go of his swollen lips, and his hot breath sprayed on his sweaty neck.

Those dark eyes shone surprisingly brightly in the darkness.

He stared at the corners of Hei Xia Zi's eyes, which were red due to suffocation and stimulation, and looked at the eye full of shock and some strange watery light revealed after his sunglasses tilted, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"You asked for it."

His voice was hoarse and calm.

As he spoke, the hand that was clasping his chin loosened, but moved downward like lightning with irresistible force, and with a "swish", it tore the front of Hei Xia Zi's shirt, which was already torn from the fight!

The sound of cloth tearing was extremely harsh in the silent room, and the exposed strong chest still had bruises and sweat marks from being kicked just now.

In the end, Zhang Qilin felt sorry for the blind man, and seeing the look in his eyes, he let him go.

Black Bear: ...

It was a close call, I almost got myself killed.