The Founder of Diabolism

Wei Wuzhen took the cloth towel and turned to his back.

From the back of the blue forgetting machine, the whip marks spread to his chest, shoulders, arms, and climbed on the bright white skin. These shallow or deep, ridiculous scars have destroyed this man's body that could have been perfect.

After watching it for a while, Wei Wuzhen dipped the cloth in his hand and wiped the traces left by those whip. He started extremely soft, as if he couldn't bear to hurt the blue. However, these are old injuries, and have passed the most painful time. Moreover, even if they are all fresh scars, the character of forgetting the machine with blue, the pain will certainly endure not to make any sound, and does not show any sign of weakness.

Wei Wuzhen wanted to ask him now, what the scars are all about. In Gu Sulan, the only one who is qualified to use the quit to punish the blue forgetting machine is Lan Yuchen and Lan Qiren. What kind of thing is done to make his closest brother, or the uncle who has brought him to him and has always been proud of him.

There is also the brand of Lushan Wen, who is not impressed by him.

However, when the words are on the lips, they are always forbearing. Such a big event, Blue forgets that he does not want to say that if he is arrogant and robbed, he will forget the secrets that he is not willing to know for outsiders.

It took a lot of work to get drunk, and it was worn and worn away. The original purpose of Wei Wuzhen was not achieved at all. It’s not that he forgot, he always remembered that he wanted to ask for the blue forgetting machine to drink, but he could come to the verbal, but he always looked for various reasons in his heart. What is not anxious, first accompany him to play later and then ask, what can not be so casual, to sit down and ask again... but now I have not spoken. To put it bluntly, probably because he was jealous.

He didn't want to hear the answer that was different from what he expected, so how long it would take.

Blue forgot the arms of the machine originally on the edge of the tub, then suddenly turned around. Wei Wuzhen was aware that he began to swim outside the world after washing and washing. He did not change places for a while, and washed the white skin on the back of the blue forgetting machine, like being beaten, and quickly stopped, saying: "Hey, is it painful?"

Behind Wei Wei’s hot, blue forgetting machine did not say anything, just shook his head. Seeing him sitting in the tub, quiet and obedient, Wei Wuxi was pitiful, hooked his fingers, and went to squat his knees.

But this hand reached half, and Blue forgot to grab his wrist.

Tonight, Wei Wuzhen has made countless such small and light moves on the Blue Forgetting Machine. He has long been accustomed to the "reverse acceptance" of the Blue Forgetting Machine. It was suddenly caught and stopped at this moment, and Wei Wuzhen had not reacted for a while.

Blue forgets the machine and said: "Don't move."

Above his handsome face, even the eyelashes are still covered with a little transparent waterdrops. The look looks cold and his eyes are still hot.

It is said that he is not allowed to move, but he has been letting him move for so long.

It’s probably that the wine brought tonight is really too strong. Wei Wuzhen feels that the mind is starting to heat up, plus the face of the blue forget machine, this look, this kind of look, this situation, this person, pressed The sorrows in the depths of my heart tumulted and surged, overshadowing many of my original concerns.

He evoked a corner of his mouth and whispered softly: "If I want to move, do you think you are like this, how can you take me?"

Blue forgot to stare at him, and there seemed to be a spark in his eyes. He hasn't moved yet, but Wei Wuzhen can't help but mad.

He seemed to be out of the box, inserting the other hand into the water, and exploring a part of the blue forgetting machine, and grabbed a hand.

Like a bite by a poisonous snake, the blue forgets the machine and slams into the wooden barrel.

The splash of water splashed out of control.

This bath is really not enough to wash two people. But if one of them sits on the other person's lap and sticks together, it can barely squeeze. I don't know who started first. When Wei Wuzhen was a little awake, they used this position to hold their lips and kiss for a while.

Wei Wuzhen only woke up for a while, and there was a voice in his heart that said that when the indigo was forgotten to get drunk and did not have the ability to distinguish between right and wrong, it was very inappropriate to do such a thing, and it should not be. But this voice was immediately annihilated in the hustle and bustle of the untidy kiss. After his two arms entangled in the neck of the blue forgetting machine, how come he feels comfortable, the previous guarantees of "I only asked him to be drunk a few words" and "I don't do anything else" were eaten by himself. Going on. There are only * left in the head, but now it is clear that both people are wet.

Suddenly, Wei did not say a word, separated the lips, said: "Blue Zhan! How do you like a dog, and bite?"

The slight dissatisfaction with his untimely, Blue forgets the answer is a bite on his chin, Wei Wuzhen is most afraid of this, the eyebrows slightly stunned, as revenge, stretched a hand, he once licked once There was another one on the part.

Blue forgot to change his face suddenly, Wei Wuxi smiled and gasped a few breaths, said: "How, pain does not hurt, angry? Nothing angry! Come and retaliate me."

There was a lot of excitement in the tone, and after a while, I took a look at the corner of the blue forgetting machine and took off my already wet top.

The skin of the blue forgetting machine is hot like the whole person is on fire, one hand firmly hugs his waist and the other hand is shot at the edge of the barrel.

It is divided. The room was in a mess, and it was terrible.

The two did not care about these irrelevant things. The blue forgetting machine almost carried Wei Wuzhen and threw him on the couch. Wei Wuzhen only raised a little upper body, and he was immediately pressed back by him. The action was fierce, and it was not like the light-filled monarch of the Yazheng rite. Wei Wuzhen was hit by a pain in his back, called two sounds, and the blue forgetting machine was slightly stagnation. Wei Wuzhen immediately turned over and threw him on the couch. He tried his best to suppress it. He said in his ear: "You can't see it, you are so fierce on the bed..."