Those Days of Hunting Demons and Devils

at this time.

A black figure shook, and fell lightly behind Ji Yan. As soon as Ji Yan turned his head, he saw Mo Tong standing behind him. Backlight shadowed his delicate face. Ji Yan felt that Mo Tong's breath was very close. He anxiously hurried back a few steps.

Seeing the man's helplessness, Mo Tong raised a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth. The evil intentions in his eyes continued to deepen, and his eyes were a little gloomy, with a little undetectable danger.

"What are you doing sneaky?" Ji Yan frowned slightly, he was not used to getting too close to Mo Tong, "Aren't you still drinking flower wine, solved it so quickly?" His voice was very soft, he just asked casually, and he never really thought that Mo Tong would answer honestly. As expected, Mo Tong didn't answer his question at all.

"Uncle Ji, are you just abandoned by your Chi brother?" Mo Tong looked at Ji Yan and found that Ji Yan's face was not very good, and he continued to tease Ji Yan. "Your Chi brother does not like men, If you pursue this kind of hard work, your wife in your family will care too much.

He chuckled in Chi Yan's ear, and his unintentional words embarrassed him.

"I have nothing to do with Brother Chi..." Although Ji Yan felt that Chi Lian had grown up well, he was definitely in a relationship between brothers, and there was friendship that others could not intervene.

They are brothers of worship, how can Mo Tong understand this.

The trail went slowly, and Mo Tong followed him. After a few steps, Ji Yan felt that someone was pulling his belt, and he instinctively reached out and grabbed Mo Tong's hand.

"Don't go too far.

"I didn't overdo it."

""what are you doing then? "I think you are going to loosen it and fasten it for you."

"Mo Tong broke free of the man's hand and buckled his hand. He still pulled the man's belt and refused to let go. "Uncle Ji, you can rest assured that your red brother doesn't want you. It doesn't matter. I can want you.

"Mo Tong smiled in a low voice, letting Ji Yan distribute clearly whether he said it was true or not."

Ji Yan froze for a while, but he didn't expect that Mo Tong would say such a thing, which surprised him.

Ji Yan raised his eyes embarrassedly and looked at Mo Tong: "What are you doing nonsense about?" "Even if the beautiful wife in your family doesn't want you anymore, I will ask for you, how can I say a couple of hundred nights..." The smile at the end of Mo Tong's mouth was full of evil spirits, and his dark eyes had strange emotions settling in.

Let Ji Yan be unpredictable..." Don't talk about it anymore.

"Ji Yan extended his hand to cover Mo Tong's mouth. His palm just touched Mo Tong's soft lips, and he deeply regretted his behavior."

Mo Tong grabbed his hand and drew him closer. The distance between the two immediately approached. A stream of air slowly swirled the long hair. Mo Tong's long black hair slowly swayed in the night breeze. The ground swayed... Under the gates of the night, the wind was blowing, the surroundings were silent, without the slightest lights, and the trace was pushed by Mo Tong to the wall in the alley, pushing the trace to the point of retreat.

Ji Yan's eyes shuddered imperceptibly, and his original calm thoughts, under Mo Tong's lips a little closer, became chaotic, until the heat exhaled from Mo Tong's mouth sprayed on the corners of his lips... He extended his hand and pushed away Mo Tong. He refused Mo Tong's closeness: "I'm a man. I don't know if you have a sleeve-broken habit. If you know that I will not leave you. If you like, you can find Xiaoyu in the kiln No... no hobby.

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