The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 923

　Only in this way will he be honest.

　　Chu Shun gradually became out of breath. He grabbed the skirt of Ling Yugeng’s clothes and made his neat clothes a mess. Several choked sounds came out of his throat.

　　Ling Yugeng’s tongue, which disturbed his sanity, paused and let go of the somewhat sweet lips. As soon as he let go, Chu Shun opened his lips and gasped for air. His body was still trembling slightly and his chest was heaving.

　　Ling Yugeng’s breathing was also a bit heavy. He lowered his eyes and raised his hand to brush away a strand of black hair sticking to the side of Chu Shun’s face.

　　Black hair fell from his fingertips. Chu Shun watched him put the long hair under the tip of his nose. The soft hair had a faint fragrance. He played with the hair, “Are you still going back to the house?”

　　Chu Shun returned. After coming back to his senses, “Master, do you still know who I am?”

　　Ling Yugeng raised his eyes and met his eyes.

　　Chu Shun only saw the corner of the man’s lips twitching upwards. It was not entirely a smile.

　　”What tricks are you playing again?” His deep voice was a little hoarse.

　　He had never spoken to him in this tone before, and the most outrageous thing was the night when he pressed him against the door in Kunlun—no, it happened, in a dream.

　　The beating rhythm of Chu Shun’s heart suddenly became chaotic.

　　”I didn’t…”

　　His chin was lifted, and the temperature of his fingers was on the low side.

　　There was a hot breath in the wind, and the hand was placed on his cheek, with the thumb on his lower lip, pressing and rubbing, the movements were slow, light or heavy, playing with them so beautifully that Chu Shun couldn’t help but He swallowed and looked at the man who seemed to have no desires or desires on his face.

　　His hand on Ling Yugeng’s shoulder suddenly tightened.

　　Ling Yugeng sat on the stone bench. Chu Shun lowered his head. Ling Yugeng’s hand went down from his shoulder to hold his wrist. With a tug, he fell from the stone table onto Ling Yugeng’s lap.

　　”Hands,” he said softly.

　　Chu Shun stretched out his hand and a cup was placed in his hand.

　　”Feed me.”

　　When he heard Ling Yugeng say this, he seemed sure that he would not refuse.

　　The jug was raised high, and the clear wine fell down, splashing in the cup. The cup was full, and the jug was put aside. Chu Shun licked his lower lip, held the wine glass, and brought it to Ling Yugeng’s lips.

　　The wine in the glass was drained in one gulp.

　　”Master, drinking alone would be unenjoyable,” Chu Shun said.

　　Ling Yugeng’s hand was just lazily placed on his waist, without exerting any force. The expression on his face was as light as usual, “Well, you are right.”

　　Chu Shun put another glass of wine poured against Ling Yugeng’s hand. Lips, “So…”

　　The wine in the glass was drained again. Chu Shun looked at the man’s protruding Adam’s apple, licked his lips, lowered his eyes, “Master…”

　　The following words could not be said. , all of them were blocked back.

　　Ling Yugeng raised Chu Shun’s chin with his other hand, asked him to turn his face, pressed it against his lips, and poured the wine over. Chu Shun couldn’t swallow it and choked. As soon as his lips parted, he turned his head. He coughed, and his earlobes and cheeks turned crimson.

　　This face is even better looking.

　　Ling Yugeng’s fingertips were like touching fine white jade, tracing the outline of Chu Shun. He rested his chin on Chu Shun’s shoulder, closed his eyes, sniffed the light fragrance on his body, and murmured in a low voice: “Why are you so careless… …”

　　Chu Shun choked on the sip of wine and was so red from his neck to the roots of his ears. His clear eyes were stained with a bit of wetness. He stared at Ling Yugeng with the raised tail of his eyes, looking at Ling Yugeng as he tried to refuse, “wine. No more, disciple

　　, go get some more.” Ling Yugeng let go of him and tilted his head, his eyes lingering on Chu Shun. Chu Shun could certainly detect his gaze, his heart was beating very fast, Ling Yugeng His attitude puts him somewhere between fantasy and reality. After a while, Chu Shun came back, put a pot of wine on the table, poured two glasses of wine, placed one glass in front of Ling Yugeng, looked sideways at Ling Yugeng, put the porcelain white wine glass to his lips, raised his head and drank. Until now, his eyes had never separated from Ling Yugeng’s.

　　Under the pavilion, their eyes were entangled in the air, fermenting in the air, filled with a hot and obscure atmosphere.

　　Chu Shun raised his head, and at the junction of his shoulders and neck, his clothes were loosened a little. His Adam’s apple rolled slightly, and a few strands of hair fell on his shoulders. Transparent wine spilled from the corners of his lips, across his chin, and fell into the clothes, half-covered and half-covered, plain and white. Provocative.

　　Ling Yugeng sat quietly, with an unworldly temperament, a stern face that remained unchanged, and his throat seemed to be a little thirsty. There was a glass of wine in front of him, but for some reason, he didn’t want Chu Shun to know that he was thirsty. , not even the glass of wine could get him any attention.

　　”Master.” Chu Shun placed the wine glass on the table, “This wine is mellow and different from the previous ones. Master, would you like to——” Before he

　　finished speaking, he placed his lower back on the stone table, and the wine glass on the table was poured. Down, rolled around, and the shadow shrouded in front of him, coming in forcefully.

　　Ling Yugeng’s body contained a terrifying aura, and his tone was still light, “Does it taste good?”

　　Chu Shun’s lips curled up, his arms went around his shoulders, and he licked his red lips, “Master, try it. , you’ll know.”

　　”Where to taste it?” Ling Yugeng put his hand on his chin, hooked it upward, and pressed his fingertips on his lips, “Who allowed you to make your own decisions, huh?” ”

　　Master, you drink. Drunk.” Chu Shun met his slightly aggressive gaze and tilted his head. His voice was a little hoarse, his tone was soft, and he meekly lowered his eyes and said, “Go back to the house.” The candlelight in the room

　　flickered. , Chu Shun was lying on the bed, his soft black hair was scattered, he hugged the man, everything was as beautiful as a dream, the robe hung loosely on his body, the lotus began to get hot again, but it did not have the slightest warning effect.

　　Just when he thought everything would fall into place, Ling Yugeng suddenly stopped.

　　Chu Shun gasped and opened his eyes. When he saw Ling Yugeng touching the lotus, his expression suddenly turned pale.