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Although he didn't fully reach into her pants and only massaged the medicine on the edge of her butt, he also felt that … I can't take it anymore.

"You're not a pine. How do you know it's awkward?" Zhuo Nianfeng was not confused, so she pushed away his hand that was on the tofu, and rubbed his butt as she asked.

"I'm not you, but I know it hurts here." Han Muyun quickly withdrew his thoughts, pointed at the bruises on her waist, and said softly.

"Why did you say such tender words to me? I won't be moved until you and Ouyang Qing Xue have a clear understanding of each other. " Zhuo Yanfeng was stunned for a moment before he finally spoke.

Han Muyun suddenly stopped talking and retracted his hand. His black hair covered his eyes, reflecting the flickering flames. It was hard to see his real expression.

"You changed after you were with Ouyang Yu." After a long while, Han Muyun slowly said, "I sometimes think, what else can I use to like you? "I can't give you a happy smile, and I can't give you a free sky either …"

"..." But, I still can't help it! " Han Muyun paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhuo Yanfeng, his eyes blazing.

Zhuo Yanfeng shivered. Whenever he said "I can't hold it in", nothing good ever happened.

At this moment, it was dark and windy, and the forest was quiet. A pitiful little girl with injuries and a great abnormality …

"It's about time I fell asleep. I still need to hurry on my way tomorrow morning." Zhuo Yanfeng shivered again as he hurriedly grabbed his clothes and hid in his sleeping bag.

"No way!" Han Muyun said seriously, "There's still a wound on his back, I haven't finished applying the ointment yet."

"I'm sleepy …" Aiya … Can't you also be a bit more gentle?! " After being flipped over by him, Zhuo Nianfeng's face was in so much pain that it had creased into a frown.

"Are you sure you didn't injure your muscles and bones?" Han Muyun reached out his hand to push the loose shirt she was wearing onto her back, and gasped. His voice became more and more downcast, "You're actually this injured?" Damn it. "

"Aiya, be gentler." Being suddenly touched by his finger, Zhuo Yanfeng's back trembled slightly as he took a deep breath and said.

However, there were a few bruises on her back. Compared to Liu Zihui, she was really lucky.

That idiot Liu Zihui, what kind of hot-blooded teenager was he? He actually fought with someone and ended up getting injured. He had to pay attention to the hospital for at least a month.

"You used to be afraid of pain." Han Muyun applied ointment to her face and said in a low voice, "Even if I argue with you, I wouldn't dare to use so much strength to hurt you …" "But now it has become like this …"

Han Muyun's voice became lower and lower until it finally faded away.

The sadness in his heart far exceeded his biological impulse.

"It's nothing. Actually, as long as you don't touch it, it won't hurt …" Zhuo Yanfeng suddenly felt that something was wrong with his finger — it seemed to be too moist and soft …

"Ya, Han Muyun, you … "Rape!"

Although his body was in pain, Zhuo Yanfeng tried his best to turn over.

With that, Han Muyun, who was originally kissing the scar on her back, suddenly flipped over and landed on her chest.

"Ugh …" Zhuo Yanfeng stared blankly at the black-haired youth buried in front of his chest, unable to say a word.

The warm fragrance of the milk mixed with the fragrance of the pine assaulted his nose.

Originally, sadness had overcome physiological impulses, but now …

All of the blood in Han Muyun's body rushed down, and in an instant … It became hard.

Alright, if Zhuo Yanfeng knew of his physiological changes, he would definitely send him flying.

But she was also shocked and didn't move for a long time.

Han Muyun's face rubbed against her little pigeon as he forcefully restrained his desire. After being silent for a moment, he finally raised his head, unwilling to part with it.

Perhaps because of the firelight, his face was flushed, and even his bright black and white eyes had turned red.

Zhuo Yanfeng's chest heaved violently. He had forgotten to breathe just a moment ago, but now his lungs were working.

She was trying her best to breathe as she tried to find the words to break the awkward atmosphere.

"You're the one who delivered it to us." Han Muyun's expression suddenly showed that he was ready to throw caution to the wind, completely suppressing her!

Han Muyun had originally been able to endure it, but after seeing her stunned expression and seeing her previous silly look, he couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Rumble." With a loud noise, Zhuo Yanfeng's head was completely muddled, and he was even more speechless.

Han Muyun's nervous lips moved around her face, but she didn't know where to start.

His body was pressing down so heavily that Zhuo Yanfeng's entire body was in pain, so much so that he couldn't even breathe — this guy was too heavy!

"Little Feng..." "Little Feng …"

Finally, the pair of thin and moist lips landed on her soft lips. They somewhat impatiently rubbed against each other, seeming to mutter to themselves.

However, Zhuo Yanfeng's mind was blank. Other than the feeling of his body falling apart, it was as if he couldn't breathe and couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

"Han …"

His lips were bitten so hard that it felt like his entire body was being hit by lightning. Just as he was about to shout out his name, his nimble and domineering tongue quickly took over his mouth.

"Ugh …" "I …"

Zhuo Yanfeng was pressed so hard that it hurt!

However, the rest of the words were torn apart by his kiss, vaguely flowing out of his mouth.

Han Muyun was like a child, while Zhuo Nianfeng's tongue was a tasty candy as he patiently continued to suck on it.

Only when she was close to suffocating did she withdraw a little and gently suck on her lips.

As soon as she breathed in a breath of fresh air, she immediately barged in, looking as if she wanted to eat her up.

Eat?

When he thought of this word, Zhuo Yanfeng's alarm bell rang loudly. He hurriedly patted his shoulder and resisted his lips in protest.

How could Han Muyun stop at this moment? It was as if he was a dried log set on fire, unable to stop the spread of the fire.

He pressed down on Zhuo Yanfeng's hand, and used his other hand to caress her face, and gave her a crazy kiss.

"Ugh …"

After an unknown amount of time, Zhuo Nianfeng felt like he was going to suffocate again. Han Muyun finally backed away a bit, as if he had eaten his fill. His bright eyes looked at her and tenderly kissed the corner of her lips.

"Han Muyun, what are you doing?" Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhuo Yanfeng took two deep breaths and glared at him while panting heavily.

"Add in the 518 days of yearning for you." Han Muyun's breath also became heavier. His hand slipped from her face to her neck as he lowered his head and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I …" I might not be able to control myself, what should I do? "

"What do we do? You are not an animal, so why can't you control it? "Ai, your pressure hurts so much …" Zhuo Yanfeng struggled in panic, but what she didn't know was that the more he did that, the more intense the man's reaction was.

Not only did he want to conquer the female nature, he also wanted to experience the pleasure of being rubbed by her.

A certain part of Han Muyun's body was burning with passion as he pushed his clothes against her lower abdomen.

Zhuo Yanfeng was very clear on his physiological response — there was no other way. After reading many medical books, he already understood that this was a male student's physiological response.

Han Muyun greedily breathed in and out. His control had completely collapsed, and his reason had been replaced by his desire.

"Don't bite!" Zhuo Yanfeng felt a stabbing pain in his neck and shouted even more anxiously, "It will leave traces, I don't want to …"

She was actually quite rational. Although her body had some strange reactions, such that both her legs went limp and her between her legs became hot, but … The pain on her back reminded her not to let Han Muyun do whatever he wanted.

If he had known earlier, he would have stayed with the group!

"Then move on." Han Muyun's voice was even lower, giving Zhuo Yanfeng a strange sexy feeling.

I've really grown up and I already understand the relationship between men and women … What's amazing...

"Ah …" Not over there... "Han Muyun, you better be more rational! Be more rational!" Zhuo Yanfeng's entire body went limp as he lay on the ground. He was so anxious that he was about to cry. Du Yuan's woman's self-defense skills were useless!

Perhaps, it wasn't that he couldn't use it … It was only because he was Han Muyun.

So... The body is the one that doesn't work, the body will... Even though he knew he couldn't do it, he still had the impulse to throw himself into the fire willingly.

Han Muyun's lips moved along her beautiful collarbone, extending to the top of her chest.

As for his hand, it was pressing down on her chest with incomparable eroticism.

This feeling...

She took off her underwear, so … Han Muyun could clearly feel the tiny red beans become hard on his palm. This strange feeling made his face blush and his heart beat faster.

"Enough! Han Muyun, that's enough! " The fiery heat in his stomach frightened Zhuo Yanfeng.

God, why didn't she wear underwear? This was simply a mistake!

Zhuo Nianfeng howled in his heart as his body tensed to the point of death. He couldn't help but say, "Han Muyun, if you dare to mess around, I'll kill you."

"You're the one who's reluctant." Han Muyun started to mumble as he reached out his hand to take off her shirt.

"I really will... "Ugh …" Before Zhuo Nianfeng could finish his words, Han Muyun raised his head to cover her mouth and fiercely sucked on it.

Give it to him...

Give him everything, give him happiness!

"Underwear is hanging on the tree. You're purposely trying to seduce me." Sensing that Zhuo Yanfeng was about to suffocate, Han Muyun let go of her pitiful lips and said in a hoarse voice.

"I …"

Unjustly accused!

Before Zhuo Yanfeng could finish his sentence, he kissed him again, and the hand came out of his shirt.

Zhuo Yanfeng's body shook. He was finished!

His palm was like a ball of fire, wrapping around the softness that had never been touched before, causing her body to become even more tense and unable to move at all.

Han Muyun finally let go of his bruised and swollen lips and moved towards his half-opened chest.

"Wind..." "This place is so beautiful …" Han Muyun only needed a single glance to feel that he was about to lose control of himself.

Ah, to be more accurate, he couldn't control it from the start.

Zhuo Yanfeng was so embarrassed that he wished he could just kick him to death.

"Idiot, idiot, you are not allowed to touch me!" Zhuo Yanfeng twisted and struggled, and the pain in his body disappeared. All that was left was panic and an indescribable heat.

"But, I really can't take it anymore." Han Muyun's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, his eyes full of a strange desire. He looked pitifully at Zhuo Xinfeng with a trace of patience.

"You can solve your own problem if you can't stand it, so why are you bullying me?" Even though he was using that kind of expression, Zhuo Yanfeng would definitely not be soft-hearted about it. Thus, he tried his best to use his murderous gaze to look at him.

"Because I just want you." Han Muyun bit his lips, a trace of an expression of pain from patience appearing in his eyes.

"..." I... I don't want to... "This kind of thing …"