Chapter 226

I am the source of corruption, I am your abyss.

——Fu Siyu

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"I don't understand what you're talking about." Carl's way of strong self stabilization.

Fu Siyu stepped forward, and his handsome face was gentle at the moment, "in that case, will you continue to stay, I need you..."

His voice is pleasant and magnetic, full of the power of bewitchment. His eyes are full of affection, as if he were looking at a person he loves most.

Carl gritted his teeth and looked away, then lowered the muzzle of the gun on Fu Siyu's forehead and said in a deep voice, "don't do this, I won't believe you anymore."

"Really? That's really sad. I thought you would stay with me forever. " Fu Siyu's face showed a touch of sadness, and his eyes were filled with disappointment, as if he had been abandoned by his favorite.

Carl's body was stiff, and he looked at Fu Siyu in a daze. At this time, on the face of the person opposite, the deep feeling of the bottom of his eyes made Carl's heart jump uncontrollably. He seemed to have the illusion that he was a ruthless man who abandoned his lover.

Seeing Carl's reaction, Fu Siyu stepped forward again. His hand reached Carl's hand holding the gun, and his fingertips gently scratched the back of his hand, as if comforting the injured little beast. It was so gentle that people couldn't help but want to fall into it.

Fu Siyu's other hand gently pressed Carl's lower abdomen and stroked it gently at the position of his wound, which seemed to be distressing.

As Fu Siyu approached, Carl's tight body gradually relaxed. The pistol fell off and fell heavily on the floor. Fu Siyu grabbed Carl's hand and clasped his ten fingers. The other hand followed the gauze and helped Carl's lower abdomen. His fingertips gently depicted the beautiful muscle lines, and then slowly up and helped Carl's naked chest.

Fu Yu's lips fell on Carl's lips, and Fu Yu's lips were gently attacked by him.

He knew what kind of person Fu Siyu was. He knew that such tenderness could not belong to him, but he still couldn't help pretending and wanting to respond

"Baby, you're responding." Fu Siyu's kiss moved to Carl's earlobe. He gently bit it, and his hoarse voice took a kind of pick beans.

With that, his palm went down and untied Carl's belt

"Well..."

The cold temperature of his fingertips made Carl moan. He seemed to feel ashamed and angry, and he seemed to despise himself. Carl bit his teeth, raised his hand, grabbed Fu Siyu's wrist and refused: "stop!"

Fu Siyu hooked his lips with a spoiled smile on his face. Instead of stopping, he kissed Carl's lips again. This time, his kiss was strong, overbearing and unstoppable.

Carl lost himself under such a strong attack.

He knew that the moment he put down his pistol, the initiative had been controlled by Fu Siyu, but he was willing to degenerate.

For a long time

Fu Siyu sat on the sofa and wiped his hands gently with a handkerchief, while Carl was paralyzed with sweat in his arms.

"Are you comfortable? I served people for the first time. " Fu Siyu's face showed a playful smile.

Carl's face flashed a touch of uneasiness. Just as he was about to speak, Fu Siyu's voice continued to ring out: "look, how cheap you are. A little tenderness is bought off again."