Entering a Split Personality

Fan Shen's kiss was very light, like a feather, which made Xiao He feel a slight itching. He couldn't help shrinking his neck and smiled vaguely: "You loved to bite me when you were young, but now you rarely even touch me. "

One sentence brought Fan Shen back to reality from his dream. He closed his eyebrows to cover the desires in his eyes, and at the same time suppressed the feelings in his heart.

He is drunk, but he is still his father.

He can take the opportunity to do something, but what about when he wakes up?

Everything is over.

He has endured for so many years, how can he be defeated now?

Fan Shen raised his head and said solemnly: "Because I have grown up."

Xiao He was dizzy. Hearing this, he felt uneasy in his heart.

Yes, I don’t need to be close to my father anymore when I grow up. When I grow up, I won’t act like a baby anymore. When I grow up...Slowly I am getting farther and farther away from him.

Xiao He came to this world with the sole purpose of raising him, but when he was really going to be raised, he was almost buried by this empty sadness.

After drinking, people will inevitably lose their attitude. Xiao He is more likely to get drunk these days by pretending to have something in his heart.

And Fan Shen took care of him very thoughtfully, **** him, and carefully supporting him to take a shower. Xiao He became more and more confused under the warm water.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to that gorgeous palace.

The silver-haired elves treated him very well, and he always stayed there every time they were in the bath.

And he will touch him, kiss him, and bring him supreme happiness in the comfortable water temperature.

A body that has tasted the taste of **** will only be more emotional than before.

He missed Al, and missed him all the time. In the dead of night, he would pick up those paintings and watch them over and over again, thinking about them over and over again. He didn't dare to forget the slightest, nor could he forget it at all.

He knew that he wanted to heal Fan Shen, but there was a voice in his heart that kept talking.

Even if Fan Shen is better, he will eventually lose Al.

Lost a person who was so kind to him.

He and he missed anyway.

His Al, after all, disappeared forever.

When he thought of this, the bitterness spreading from his chest almost drowned him.

In the dim, he suddenly saw the people around him about to walk away, and there was a sudden pain in his heart, Xiao He stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

"Don't... don't go, don't leave me."

Fan Shen's heart beat, he turned his head to look, his pupils shrank sharply.

The sight in front of me was like a poppy in full bloom, the beauty reached its peak but it was also dangerous to the extreme.

His Xiao He's hair was moist and his body was completely red. The crystal water droplets were the only embellishment, but in his eyes, he still desecrated the body.

After all, he didn't dare to touch too much, but they could flow on him wantonly.

If possible, he wants to kiss them dry, let them go, and let his body belong to him only.

But in fact, he is the only one in this world who should not possess him.

Fan Shen didn't know what he could endure. He wanted to get him a bath towel, but he held him.

With this expression, with this voice, with this gesture.

If it wasn't because of drunkenness, if they were not father and son, then he would not hesitate to believe that he was inviting him.

With a beautiful body, with wet eyes, with that deceptive look, like a sentimental sea monster, seduce him.

But in fact, Xiao He doesn't need to be like that at all. Even if he is wearing clothes, he is thinking about how to take them off; even if he calls his'son', he is also dreaming about kissing him; even if he keeps talking about the past, And what appeared in his mind was to possess him and invade him and make him his own.

Fan Shen lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll get you a bath towel."

Xiao He looked up at him, the steam was steaming, the wine|se was charming, he couldn't hear what he said, only thought he was very beautiful.

His Al is the most beautiful person he has ever seen, his Al is the best person to him in this life, and his Al... is his love.

However, he lost him.

Thinking of this, Xiao He couldn't help but red eyes. He stood up from the water and hugged him hard: "Don't go, stay with me."

Please, please accompany me.

Even if it was a dream, he wanted to dream longer.

People get drunk without being intoxicated, and they have suppressed their feelings for more than ten years. Because of an accidental touch, they were like a flood that opened the gate.

Xiao He missed him so much that he could only fall asleep day and night in the early morning.

He doesn't know when he still has to miss, and he doesn't even know when the end will be.

The time that has passed between his fingers, can he catch them again?

If he can, he is willing to pay all the price.

Despair and sorrow filled his chest. Xiao He hugged him because of fear, hugged him because of desire, and finally kissed him in order to keep him.

He owed him, Al was kind to him, but he...what did he do?

When you have it, you don’t think about it. When you lose it, the day and night that stayed together has become a frozen picture, constantly repeating, constantly recalling, and constantly stimulating him.

He didn't even kiss him well.

Now, can he kiss him?

He touched his lips enthusiastically, and Xiao He forced him to open his teeth impatiently.

But when the two of them met each other, the enthusiasm surged like a numb electric current, instantly rushing to the whole body, wishing to melt the whole brain.

Xiao He's heart trembled slightly, and he wanted more.

Fan Shen, who was holding him, completely lost control.

The string that had been tight was torn off by his own hands, and the suppressed emotions surged out. After so many years and longing for so many years, he no longer wished anymore, but now, he took the initiative to send it up.

There is no more temptation than this, and there is no more deadly impact than this.

Fan Shen couldn't bear it anymore, all the excuses, all the reasons, all the ethical concepts were all forgotten.

He likes him, he loves him, he is the only one in his eyes since he is conscious.

But why can't he belong to him?

He can do nothing, he can give up everything and just give him, okay?

He only wants him, and he alone is enough.

Fan Shen responded to him, and kissed him with deep desire and despair that came from the bottom of his heart.

It was really beautiful, hundreds of times more beautiful than he thought.

His lips are soft, his taste is sweet, his voice, his breathing, are all confusing him.

Even if he knew that he would step into **** after tasting, he did not hesitate.

At least he tasted it, at least he got it, even if it was only one minute and one second, it was enough to spend a lifetime.

The two fell into the bath, their clothes in the way were torn apart, and they hugged each other in the water ripples.

The ultimate happiness was infinitely magnified, and Xiao He felt immense satisfaction in the confusion.

He finally found him, and finally owned him again.

Kissing, tender, passionate, fierce, at the final peak, Xiao He hugged him and shouted in a low voice: "Al...Al...I love you...Al."