The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 89
When Mo Ran woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky.
Mo Ran turned over and blinked. He saw that Chu Wanning was still sleeping.
Perhaps it was because he had drunk the Mantis Fragrant Dew, or perhaps it was because his body hadn’t been feeling well recently, so he had been having restless dreams. It was already so late, but he was still dreaming deeply. His back was facing her, and his long black hair was scattered, flowing between the pillows. What a beautiful night.
Mo Ran: “…”
Since the Shizun didn’t want to get out of bed, there was no need for the disciple to work hard. The bed was very comfortable, but it was better to lie on it.
However, it was boring to lie down, so Mo Ran went over to play with Chu Wanning’s hair.
There was always a faint floral fragrance in Shizun’s hair. It was soft like smoke and dense like mist. It was one of Mo Ran’s favorite things to touch.
His fingers passed through the thin stream of mist, and the silk-like texture wrapped around his fingers, giving rise to an itch that scratched at his heart and liver.
The ink-colored bed curtains swayed slightly with the wind that came in through the window.
He narrowed his eyes. He was always full of energy when he woke up in the morning. Besides, the taste of her fingers was so good, so familiar, so …
He lifted a strand of Chu Wanning’s long hair and sniffed it.
This warm and soft long hair slowly brought back the past from his previous life.
Although after his rebirth, he tried his best not to think about the overly romantic and romantic affairs he had with Chu Wanning in the past, but for some reason, he missed them this morning.
He also felt a little thirsty.
He didn’t want to touch the body of the person in front of him again, but he could always touch her hair. He closed his eyes and gently kissed the black hair between his fingers.
This black color …
The Magi Mountain Palace at the Peak of Life and Death was also the same black color. Thousands of threads hung down and enveloped Mo Ran. He held the man’s thin waist, and under his fingertips was a thin layer of muscle, which was completely different from a woman’s.
Chu Wanning sat between his waist and legs. He must be in a lot of pain. He kept knitting his sharp eyebrows. His phoenix eyes were filled with bits of light. In his ruthlessness and despair, there was also a touch of thick pink. He was so hateful, so unwilling, but so helpless and pitiful.
As the victor, Mo Ran was calm and unruffled in the midst of the chaos, but at the same time, he ordered him without malice.
“Move faster.”
“…”
“Why are you so slow? Are you out of strength?”
Even so, Chu Wanning was still unyielding. He slightly gasped for breath, his eyes filled with hatred, moist and thin red. Then, he bit his lips and began to violently move, almost as if he was harming himself.
It was too painful.
He repeated. His arched back gradually spasmed, and his body was drenched in cold sweat. He did not beg for mercy, nor did he make a sound.
Mo Ran’s long black hair cascaded in front of her. His eyes were blazing in the night. Bestial lust, madness, joy and comfort intertwined in his eyes.
“… Ugh!”
Suddenly, there was a muffled groan. The man on top of him seemed to be in so much pain that he could not bear it. Mo Ran’s eyes darkened. He suddenly sat up and hugged the sweaty body. That person was trembling slightly. He tried so hard to endure, but he still could not help but tremble … But when Mo Ran sat up, he only sank deeper into the ground. His stomach felt like it was about to be pierced.
The perpetrator of the violence, who caressed him tenderly, was extremely vicious.
“Chu Wanning, have you ever thought that one day, you would be done by me like this?” He locked the person in his arms and slowly thrusted. Their ears and hair rubbed together. It was so intimate that it could not help but shudder.
“Wanye Yuheng, Bei Dou Xian Zun … Ah, it’s still not the same. You want to open your legs and let me fuck you.”
His hands roamed around the other’s waist as he pushed up against him. Feeling how tightly Chu Wan Ning was holding him, he was so excited that sparks flew in all directions in his chest, but he couldn’t help but pretend to be calm, humiliating her in every possible way.
“Didn’t you say that I’m despicable? Didn’t you look down on me? But Chu Wanning, you’re the one who’s pleasing me now. ” He bit the other person’s chin maliciously. “Lower your head and look at how you’re sucking me. Hmm? Between the two of us, who is more despicable, my good Shizun? ”
“…” Chu Wanning trembled and closed his eyes. He was unwilling to listen to such filthy words.
This … was his first time …
It was with the person he used to like, but it was like torture. It was better to die.
“Open your eyes.”
His cold command rang in his ears.
“If you keep closing your eyes, Xue Meng is still in my hands. You know what I’ll do.”
There was nothing he could do. In the end, he slowly opened his watery eyes.
He was pinched and forced to lower his head to look at his disciple’s genitals. Their bodies collided with each other, bringing out sticky blood and viscous fluids. It was extremely obscene.
“Get up.”
His legs went soft. His last bit of dignity made him unwilling to rely on Mo Ran’s support to slowly get up. More than half of his genitals were pulled out. There was only a little bit of it left pressed against his acupoint.
Mo Ran held his genitals and lightly poked them a few times. He didn’t go too deep and only let Chu Wanning watch him being done. Chu Wanning’s eyelashes kept trembling. He didn’t know if it was because of pain, humiliation, or stimulation.
“You’re really a pervert,” Mo Ran said softly. “If I knew this would happen, I would’ve done you when I was your disciple.”
He was a hooligan after all. He didn’t know how to appreciate elegance.
Such vulgar words were like knives, stabbing into Chu Wanning’s heart.
He suddenly raised his head and closed his eyes. His hoarse voice sounded for the first time.
He said,
“Mo Ran, just kill me.”
That person’s hand that was holding his waist trembled imperceptibly.
Then Mo Ran smiled. His smile was still sweet and cute. His dimples were deep.
“Okay.”
Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes.
Mo Ran saw his own twisted smile in those moist eyes that made him burn with lust.
“If you want to die, I won’t stop you. But the way you die is not up to you. I want you to be ridden and fucked by thousands of people in front of your good disciple, Xue Meng. Oh, it’s best if Xue Meng is also involved. Don’t you think that’s good enough? ”
“You — —!”
These harsh words were like poisonous needles stabbing into a man’s weak spot. This scorpion called Mo Ran bared his fangs and brandished his claws, admiring his results. He saw Chu Wanning’s face instantly turn pale. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, his slightly open lips still trembled slightly. Mo Ran suddenly felt satisfied, pitiful, happy, and excited. He once again embraced Chu Wanning and buried himself deep into his body. He began to thrust rapidly and secretly, almost crazily: “Heh, why are you so stupid. You took it seriously?” He laughed lowly, and then kissed him hard. He rubbed him and panted: “Don’t think too much. I was lying to you.”
Chu Wanning was almost smashed into pieces in his arms, but his spirit seemed to have long been turned to dust.
“I was lying to you.” Mo Ran panted heavily. He felt that he was not satisfied, so he pushed him to the ground and pressed on top of him. He raised his leg and invaded him, his buttocks moving quickly and forcefully.
“How can I bear to part with you … you can only be mine … you can only be mine …”
His slender and cold fingers grabbed the ground, but he could not hold on to anything.
Chu Wanning was helpless in the end, and could only be manipulated by him. He was fucked until he was absent-minded, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and covered his eyes.
Chu Wanning softly said: “Mo Ran …”
“Mo Ran, if you still have a little bit of affection … a little bit of conscience …”
His eyelashes slightly trembled under the back of his hand.
“Please … don’t do this again …”
“Mo Ran …”
His voice suddenly choked up.
That was Mo Ran. In his previous life, it was the first time he heard him cry.
“Mo Ran, I can’t take it anymore …”
“It hurts …”
Suddenly, Chu Wanning turned over, startling Mo Ran out of his sweet memories. The past scattered, leaving only his heart thumping.
The long hair between his fingers had slipped away, but that person was sleeping on his side. His face was very close, and Mo Ran could even see those long eyelashes clearly.
So beautiful. He thought.
To be honest, Chu Wanning did not have that kind of feminine appearance. His features were handsome, and he had a strong aura. In fact, he was more masculine than ordinary people.
But the more he was like this, the more it made his heart itch.
Mo Ran really wanted to see this iron-boned, insufferably arrogant man groveling under his body and being overwhelmed by ecstasy.
His heart beat faster and faster.
He stared at Chu Wanning’s face, and his gaze moved inch by inch, landing on the light colored lips that were slightly open because he was sleeping.
He could not help but get closer.
Just a little closer, and he could kiss him.
The taste of sweet dew.
Mo Ran’s Adam’s apple moved, and he felt an endless thirst. A little closer, a little closer … they were about to touch.
Suddenly, a trace of clarity flashed through his burning mind. He suddenly froze, and his face became pale.
What was he doing!
Suddenly sitting up, Mo Ran stared at the man on the bed — — Chu Wanning, Chu Wanning. No matter how used to being with him, it was all in the past! What was he doing? Was he crazy?
Could it be that he really liked him?
Suddenly shocked by this thought, Mo Ran’s face turned pale, and he was in a daze.
In the end, he took a deep breath, buried his face in his palms, and fiercely rubbed it. He cursed under his breath, and ran away like he was escaping.
