MTL - Never Marry a Man With Two Tintins-~ 112

Looking down, I looked down on the pale and weak face of Cheng Nuo and walked forward more firmly.

The man's eyes in his arms are now covered with cloth, and the whole body is bound and can't move, so he will lie so smoothly in his arms without rebellion.

This is very good, he does not want this person to know their past.

As soon as I thought that I could change the past, I would no longer carry this broken body, and my chest would be hot.

The people in their arms are still trying to hinder his plan, and they say some useless lines.

The more I looked at the pale and moist lips, the ghosts made me cover her lips, or maybe he had a similar idea before, so this time I will do it so fast.

The warm and soft touch made him glimpse, even forgot to breathe, and stopped without knowing it. However, my thoughts quickly returned – because the other party tried her best to hit the forehead.

I didn’t know what to say in the middle of the warehouse, and then I continued to hurry with my arms.

He hates the breath and touch of others, but this person's, but let him have a strange feeling of being hit by the current.

He reminded himself in his heart that he had been prepared for so long, and he did not have to be anxious.

Soon he will be able to change all the past, he will not be such a disappointing and wretched posture. And this person in his arms is his most important prey, and he will let this person no longer get into the breath of others.

I continued to move forward for a while, and when I got to a familiar picture, I couldn’t help but stop.

He saw the young man standing under a tree and staring in one direction, where the two teenagers were eating in a small restaurant. The man in his arms was so young at that time, with a smile on his face, a pair of eyes focused on the red-haired children on his side, and the movements on his hands were fixed to the other side.

I remembered why I originally wanted the dark eyes.

Perhaps subconsciously, he wants warm, hot things to accompany himself.

Looking at those he didn't have, he couldn't help but want to destroy it.

- Perhaps this emotion is called jealousy.

Going on, I gradually remember the things that were blocked by myself in the depths of my brain.

They actually didn't forget about it all day, but they didn't think about it.

Even if you are contaminated with more blood on your hands, you will not be able to warm yourself. This is what he has only recently realized.

When they were young, those people tried to prevent his blood from losing its effectiveness in adulthood, and he cut his body.

The more I don't want to remember, the more I always remember the cold and pain that the knife brought to him.

Since then, his body has not heated up, no matter what the temperature of the weather, the night will always be shivering and shivering.

The three people at the beginning sold him to a nobleman at a high price. He was chained like a dog and followed the foot of the city. He is the noblest and most desirable snack of the nobility, and the most advanced gift for the banquet.

Almost every day, such things happen. His arms, thighs, neck and even the chest will be cut open with countless small mouths. Those sticky and slippery tongues will scream at the red blood beads that are bleeding out. The tactile sensation reminds him of the urge to bloodthirsty.

Most of the time he can't wear clothes, sometimes he will be played and laughed at.

He knew from a young age that his body was ugly and disgusting, not male or female.

When he was six years old, the nobleman suddenly died in the hands of an assassin.

Looking at the energy line in the assassin's hand, I was surprised by the courage of where I came from. He grabbed the assassin's trousers and begged him to take him away and tell the other person the secret of his blood.

This assassin is a very powerful sergeant, but he did not **** his blood. Later, he was also accepted as an apprentice, and he taught him to manipulate the production.

The assassin's career for many years has accumulated a lot of wealth. The luxury of life is no less than those of the nobles. It has made countless expensive female clothes for the Vietnamese, and the food is also very beautiful.

The more I know that my body is not male, I always wear it, even though my heart is very disgusted.

It is only strange that the teacher never let him go out and not let him see anyone.

More and more like to make 傀儡, let them embrace themselves at night, I feel that it is easier to have a night.

The longer the time, the stranger the sorcerer’s vision of leaving the country, and the process of teaching always seems to touch his body without any ground, often making him shudder.

I stayed with the city owner for so long, and the more I knew what those eyes and movements meant—the aristocrats would look similar when they looked at the females, or the young and handsome males. At that time, although he remembered it was not complete, he also knew how ugly those things were.

Therefore, when the teacher went out to perform the task, the secret drug was secretly disposed.

The teacher likes to feed himself more and more, and he is easy to do.

Day after day, when he was twelve years old, the master who saw him broke into his room in the middle of the night had no surprise on his face.

The man hurriedly tore his clothes and fell on him, and the strong male smell made him sick to the extreme.

From the sorrow, I still remember the father who said that he was weak and couldn’t do it, but he said to himself: "Small is a male, grow up to protect your female."

"Beyond the embarrassment, I am afraid, Master will not harm you, it will be very comfortable..." The man on his body breathed very quickly, the flexible and wet sticky tongue kept patrolling him, and the stiff part had already arrived. He has a small belly.

There was a satirical smile on the corner of his mouth. He separated his legs from the man and then stabbed the fine needle in his hand without hesitation.

Chronic poison is also at the time of exertion, but the more it is still the blood of the fight.

When he plunged the dagger into the man's chest, the other's energy thread was wrapped around his neck.

The more and more fearlessly he looked at this so-called master, he was not afraid of death, although he did not know what else to live.

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He tried his best to push the dagger forward.

The man's gaze was very strange. It seemed to be angry, and he seemed to be holding back. In the end, he did not tighten the silk thread, and the dagger with his chest fell down.

Across the foot, the cold body was opened, the blood coat was removed, and the new shirt was changed carefully.

He looked at the mirror and found that the boy in the mirror was very strange. His eyebrows were exquisite and beautiful, but he was not half-lived. But this crippled skin can attract the attention of those who are dirty.

The more I cleaned up the things of the teacher, I left the place without returning.

He wants to be strong and strong enough to destroy everything!

But it is also ironic that his female dressing makes it easy for him to fulfill some wishes.

......

Finally, I went to the original place, and the more slowly I stood. His fate has changed from here.

He bowed his head and looked at the man in his arms again.

In fact, this person is not so much like a female, very embarrassed, fangs, but it is very easy to be soft.

They were hostile to each other at first, and they were found to have physical disabilities. The dark eyes were only shocked and sympathized, and there was no ridicule and contempt by those who had before them.

At that time, I decided to leave. The next time I saw it, I must smelt the masters of those eyes to accompany me. He only trusted me.

Seeing each other again, the more I heard that the person was rejecting the streamer and putting his own experience on him.

This person does not seem to think that the male has such an experience is very shameful, which makes him angry, but there is a very strange feeling. Seized the other party and found that he was actually a female body!

As this person has said, you will not have no temperature and will not talk to him.

So, keep these eyes for the time being?

He tried to hold this person to sleep, only to find that the feeling was unexpectedly good.

The body underneath is warm, flexible, with a touch of faint trees and herbs, and does not make him feel aversion to the male.

That day he slept unexpectedly and comfortably, his limbs wrapped around the man, and even the nightmare of the past did not come.

But the living doll for this warm bed was eventually saved by others.

He became stronger and stronger in the wandering, and tried to find new substitutes. But those females are not scared to cry, just to the red cheeks on his cheeks, so that he will be disgusted at first glance.

The third and fourth time...

In the later meeting, this person changed every time, and more and more people were dragging.

Looking at the two people standing on his side, the only one knows that this person is his own warm bed, his own thing! As it is now, this person is lying quietly in his arms, and the places he touches are very comfortable and warm.

With a buckle ring disguised as a child, he knows what this person looks like in front of others.

The rotten heart is almost stupid, and in such a dangerous environment, we must desperately save the children of the slums. However, when this person held him and couldn't help him with his lips for treatment, it felt extraordinarily strange, so that he continued to delay the time.

That time covered this person, he even knows that his own broken body, there will still be that kind of strange heat and **. Seeing this person uncomfortable, his heart will also rise up a very strange feeling.

......

Taking a deep breath, he took off his bandages and looked at the black eyes with a little bit of focus, then jumped in with him without hesitation.

At that time, only you will retain your memory, but it is better. Anyway, this person hates himself.

Just start again...

Looking at the black fire in the sky, all the pictures that have been recorded in the past are burned, and the more you smile, the more you smile.

Surrounded by the swaying, those black inflammations are burned into the flesh along the clothes, bringing pain to the heart.

Sure enough, as the person said, can't the past change?

It seems that I have never been so tired. The more quiet I am lying on the fire, the gradual blurring of my vision - I am relieved soon...

What is the feeling of death? Perhaps it is the ink black that can never see the head.

The more we are surprised, why do we still have consciousness, and of course, it is very likely that we are in the dream of hell.

He walked step by step until he saw a white exit in front of him, and slowly walked over there.

A stench of snoring rushed over, and the more I couldn't help but lick my nose, I looked around with my brow and found that my palm was obviously smaller.

There was a faint sputum in the **** that was not far away. The more quickly I looked at it, the more my eyes narrowed.

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The author has something to say: Happy New Year everyone~~~233333 Thanks to the bun gn mine~~

From the beautiful town of the first town, attached to the family portrait of the piglet paintings ~ ~ three buns sprouted ~~~

The difference between the basic and the main text has nothing to do with it. It belongs to the fantasy series that God has developed. It is a disease in my heart, so I will not let him be a victim. Will give him a he and Cheng Nuo's he, so don't like the girl who doesn't like it, otherwise you will be angry~~

In addition, in recent days, there have always been nc to see the pirates, and everyone will ignore them, otherwise they will be even more rampant~