My Husband Is Gay

night.

It's night again.

It was a wonderful night. The moon and stars in the sky indicate that at least it won't rain tonight.

Immersed in water, song Anxi is thinking about things.

This is not enough for the outside world, but even if you don't say it. All the people in yuanjiapu knew about it.

After all, this is a seemingly natural thing.

If you are married, your husband's physiological functions are normal, your physiological functions are normal. Both sides have time, energy and interest. There is no lack of privacy. Well, after marriage, for example, song Anxi.

After all, it was her first time.

That's why she spent nearly an hour in the bath and didn't want to climb out. She didn't know what to do because she climbed out of the bath. Yuan Langlai, who went back to the house after his official duties, was lucky to see himself, or did he make himself a more beautiful dress. Sitting in the room waiting for someone to come back?

It's like waiting for someone to come back to the house, right?

She thought. I don't feel too red.

To clean, clean, do not do some special actions when someone disliked that there is a smell on the body and so on; water sprinkled with a lot of petals. It smells delicious. Someone in his head starts to appear in a horror movie. A actress ate dumplings made of stuffing from a fetus that was knocked out by others. The body sends out the peculiar smell, then runs to own bathtub bubble flower petal bath scene.

Suddenly I thought. According to Ji qianze, Yuan Lang is a demon. As long as you can be in the heart after the object of the word, you can continue to maintain the appearance of aging, until the end of time.

What about song Anxi? Old and dead. Right?

The old and the dead are themselves, because they are ordinary people. Then yuan Lang can only live alone in this world So pathetic.

So, I must give him a baby. Let the child accompany him. The child of that demon clan, when he grows up and his magic power is stable, must be able to live forever, just like yuan Lang. At that time, Yuan Lang will be able to have a real family member and rely on him.

At that time, it doesn't matter where you are, whether you have reincarnated, whether you have become a ghost or not.

Think about how great and great you are.

Song Anxi giggled. But his chin was too close to the water. He took a sip of his own bath water, choked and coughed. He felt a dull pain in his chest.

Until coughing to tears, no cough, but she covered her face, silent crying.

Yes, at that time, I will really leave yuan Lang completely. Maybe he has been reincarnated - if there is such an indicator in the world; maybe he has become a ghost wandering around - if there is no ghost to catch her, in short, he can't stay with Yuan Lang all his life.

“…… I will give you a child. " Song Anxi murmured to himself.

At this time, a gust of wind blowing through the roof, as if God also heard someone's commitment to the future, in support of the response.

At night. It's evening again.

Yuan Lang leaned against the railing and looked up at the sky. He had a pot in his hand and wine in it. In this kind of weather to drink a cup of plain wine, just because he has something in mind. There is no way to solve it, so I have to drink to relieve my worries.

He had been looking forward to the arrival of this night, but when he really waited for such a day to come true, he was frightened by his uneasiness.

Miss him yuan Lang, how many things, has long tempered his mood calm, but so strange, met a seemingly ordinary woman, born to break his temper, every day on the mood of his surprise, every heart let him immersed in it. For this feeling, he is very happy. Over the years, the world has been cold and warm, and the vicissitudes of the world have made his heart cold into an iceberg. Apart from his few friends, he has no need to use emotion. But I don't want to, when facing song Anxi, I feel confused, surprised and happy, afraid and worried, warm and calm.

He likes the feeling. It makes him feel alive. Let him for the first time in this world have those Xu Memorial. He loved that feeling, and he wanted to love the woman who gave him those feelings.

An elf like woman.

Beauty is like fairies, heart like snow.

If you get a wife like this, you will ask for it.

But he knew that if he and song Anxi were married, it would be difficult to leave. Song Anxi is so want a child from him, but he really does not want to bring that dirty blood to song Anxi clean and pure life.

There is one thing he didn't tell song Anxi. In their demons, whenever their eyes will change color on a full moon night, only those parents who are closely related will give birth to such children.

A kid like him.

Not even a human hybrid exists. If song Anxi knew it, would he dislike it?He didn't know. I don't want to know. Although the answer will and will not be half of the probability, but as long as he thinks that he may dislike such a result, he feels that his breath will stop. It was a result he could not imagine.

It's like a person who has given up everything and regards himself as having nothing, but at a certain moment he is favored by God and gives him what he needs the most. However, when he can no longer let go, he suddenly tells him that it is just a dream.

How cruel.

But even if it's a dream, I don't want to wake up.

Yuan Lang deeply knew what he thought and wanted in his heart. this is it. Even if the dream, even if the next second will be taken away by life, even if it will be despised by such a clean person, even if this life can no longer get rid of this dirty blood and shameful ethnic group, he also wants to make this dream to the last moment.

Till death.

After the last glass of wine, look at the color of the day. In the face of emptiness, Yuan Lang can only lightly say: "it is not a dream, as to say again."

At that time, the wind blowing over Song Anxi's bath room slowly passed through the pavilion where yuan Lang was. The cool feeling of the breeze in autumn night gradually dissipated yuan Lang's drunkenness. My eyes are clear.

Push open the door. There's someone behind it.

Standing woman silent smile, looking at the door pusher, that smile like night stars, shining eyes.

"It's beautiful."

Yuan Lang said. He raised his hand and gently stroked song Anxi's cheek, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead, eyes, nose and lips A little bit, just like the most devout believer, from the very beginning, a little bit, depicting the face, every part, every detail of the object they believe in, don't want to let go, don't want to miss.

Song Anxi's hands climbed up yuan Lang's neck, clasped and relaxed. Even if the tension in the heart is more and more intense, for the first time, with the person you love most, this is not your body, but your soul is your own, and the uncomfortable feeling will gradually disappear. Thinking, the people in love really miss not the perfect body, but the soul that can send Acacia.

The cool slender fingers fell on Song Anxi's thin back and slid slowly across song Anxi's back along the direction of the skeleton. The tremor caused by this made song Anxi's body tremble slightly. She bit her lips and didn't want to make a voice that made her feel ashamed. After all, this is the first time. After all, it's with the people you love.

"Don't be afraid."

The sound of tenderness to the bone rings in my ears. The owner of the voice bit song Anxi's lips, sucking and entangled. At the moment when the tip of each other's tongue touched each other, it was as if the electric current passed through the body. Song Anxi could not help closing his eyes because of the unprecedented experience.

Those two words seemed to have magic power. Song Anxi's whole body suddenly lost its strength. I don't know when she was picked up and put on the bed. A warm body covered her.

Yuan Lang propped up his upper body, smiling and looking down at Song Anxi, "your temperature is so high."

Song Anxi's face suddenly became red. It's a little bit out of line with her expectations. But yuan Lang's next sentence made her as red as fried shrimp.

“…… No fever? " Yuan Lang also put his hand on her forehead.

Song Anxi is about to collapse. When is it? Please don't care about the bad ones. Go straight to home base! Home run!!

Originally extremely nervous mood in that moment to completely relax. You can't be nervous. This guy is still considering whether she has a fever - shrimp?! Even if it's a fever, it must be done at once!

Thinking and determined to put all shame aside, song Anxi put her thoughts into action. She held out her hand, grabbed a man's collar who was not in the state, and tried her best to pull in her direction --

"hiss..."

Song Anxi, who was hit by someone's chin, exhaled softly.

Yuan Lang is nervous to confirm the extent to which song Anxi was injured, but in the next second, he finds that the corner of his mouth is bleeding, and a quick colored woman has begun to gnaw at his mouth.

Like the pumpkin pie at breakfast.

After a little effort, he broke away from the totally inexperienced song Anxi's pumpkin pie eating behavior. Yuan Lang, unable to laugh or cry, looked at his still bleeding lips and said, "I can't see that you are in such a hurry."

"Spring nights are short and bitter." Song Anxi shamelessly embezzled the lines that Yuan Lang said last night.

Yuan Lang lowers his head and kisses the injured corner of song Anxi's mouth. Long lost blood makes his nerves feel a little hot.

"I am a demon..." He whispered out the words.

"I know..." Song Anxi enjoyed the feeling of being kissed by Yuan Lang on the broken skin. It was very comfortable and gentle.

"I used to take human blood..." Yuan Lang continued.

“…… "Oh," Song Anxi replied dully, and thought about it again. Subconsciously, he put his arm around yuan Lang's neck and let his body stick to himself, "is my blood good to drink?"

Yuan Lang opened his eyes wide.

Song Anxi, as if knowing that Yuan Lang would have this reaction, giggled and continued, "drink more if you like. Don't waste it." As she said this, her hands loosened yuan Lang's neck and finally put them on Yuan Lang's chest."What are you going to do?" Yuan Lang vaguely felt that this scene seemed to be familiar. It seems that there was a similar play last night.

"Take off your clothes." Song Anxi seriously replied, "Xiaomei ren'er, you are from the uncle."

“…… From you, will you let me eat hot and spicy, wear gold and silver, enjoy the glory Yuan Lang takes the line that song Anxi wants to continue.

Song an was happy, "you know what I mean. Little beauty, let me tell you, in the future, if you want to eat, I'll make you delicious food. If you want to drink blood, you can drink my blood. Don't drink other people's blood casually. In case of AIDS or something, I can't give you a baby. "

"What and what -- song Anxi, do you know what you are talking about?" Not aware that his clothes have been taken off only * of a man surprised to question a certain color woman.

Song Anxi wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and looked at the perfect body that had been exposed in front of her. She swallowed her saliva. Almost the second personality replied in a vertical direction: "of course I know. I'm making rules with you. So that you don't want to get involved with me. If you dare tea out of the wall Hum, "

the chilly feeling finally drew yuan Lang's attention back to himself. But he didn't react fast enough. As soon as song Anxi's "hum" voice fell, his lips stuck to his clavicle. The place licked by warm tongue was like being touched by fire, but it didn't hurt at all.

"Are you really the first time?" Yuan Lang squinted at Song Anxi and asked.

Song Anxi licked it again, but it was not enough. He also licked his lips and then laughed with pride. "Although I have no practical experience, I can solemnly tell you that my experience is very rich after years of theoretical training with illustrations and texts."

Yuan Lang was petrified. Then, he suddenly began to laugh, that laughter in Song Anxi's ears is really malicious and malicious.

"Then I don't have to worry about how much psychological resistance you'll have." In response to his manifesto, Yuan Lang held down song Anxi's hands to continue his "action.".

"This Uncle song, let me serve you well tonight. "

Lips overlap and each other's clothes fade away. The scorching temperature makes a woman's skin unnaturally red and hot, and the gentle touch ignites the flame of the mysterious zone that has never been opened.

Shyness, perplexity, worry, tension, fear and fear, the moment the skin and skin touch each other, the smoke disappears. Embrace each other, kiss each other, and explore the source of each other's pleasure. It seems to be the most natural thing. Close your eyes and open your eyes. What you can't see is the first shyness and a little fear of the unknown. What you can see is the deep affection in each other's eyes.

Can let a person melt in the affection inside.

In addition to the initial pain, song Anxi did not feel much discomfort in the whole process. On the contrary, it is the ultimate happiness that makes her want to get more.

That night, the two people with their own worries showed their most secret part in front of each other and gave their best to each other. Painful, happy, ugly, beautiful A variety of scenes and emotions intertwined, and eventually merged into the memory of that night.

Even years later, when they recall that night again, they can't help laughing. That night, like two little broken children who didn't know the truth, thought that they had to give all they had to exchange for each other's happiness, but they didn't know that they had got the most precious gift in the world.

The most precious.