MTL - Stone Gambler (Orc)-Chapter 45 determine the relationship

Bai Zishilen didn't know how to react at all on the spot - he had never been kissed by force, even regardless of gender, this was his first kiss. However, the touch on the lips was so real, the other party's warm breath sprayed on the face, and even the unique smell of the forest could be smelled on Vincent's body.

A kiss with a little anger, tossed and ravaged on the soft and somewhat excessive lips of the Little orc man. Although Vincent tried his best to be gentle, it was still rough for Bai Zishi. However, even so, he could easily feel that the orcs were almost subconsciously careful and gentle. This kind of inadvertent tenderness made Bai Zishi unable to help falling.

He closed his eyes, and the hand that was on Vincent's chest slowly changed to grab his clothes. Vincent was keenly aware of this subtle difference. He retracted his arm on the table, and then wrapped it around the Little Asian orc man's waist. The waist that could be wrapped around one arm made Vincent feel a delicate feeling in his heart. Thin soft pity.

Bai Zishi, who was surrounded by the orcs, lay on Vincent's chest, raised his head, and the tip of his nose was incited rapidly. He tried to absorb more oxygen in such an eager kiss, but his heartbeat accelerated and he was surrounded by him. The strong aura of the orc made him feel dizzy, and even the knuckles of his hand holding Vincent's clothes turned white. But he didn't dislike this feeling. He and Vincent's breath was entangled, and they were in love with each other. The entanglement and touch of their lips and tongues were warm and soft. This kind of behavior that represented intimacy and love made him reluctant to end so soon.

However, Vincent was keenly aware of his physical condition, and he slowly left his soft lips. Bai Zishi grabbed his clothes, panting with flushed cheeks, a layer of physiological mist in his dark eyes, and his red, swollen and moist lips were so gorgeous that people couldn't stand it, setting off his fair complexion, causing a A dazzling visual experience.

Vincent couldn't help lowering his head and pecked his lips several times: "Is it better?"

Bai Zishi nodded, then let go of Vincent's clothes, and at the same time signaled Vincent to let go of him with his eyes. The orc pretended not to understand at all, and took him into his arms. Bai Zishi was amused in his heart, deliberately sternly: "Let go of me!"

There was a rare hint of panic in Vincent's eyes, but his hand was still stubborn and did not let go.

Bai Zishi sighed in his heart, and grabbed the clothes on the orc's shoulders with both hands and pulled him down. Vincent was panicking at the moment, and Bai Zishi could do whatever he wanted, and he was very cooperative. A comforting kiss just fell on his lips. Although it was only for a short time, it was enough for Vincent to be pleasantly surprised. His beautiful black eyes stared at the Little orc man without blinking, and Bai Zishi punched him angrily: "Let go of me, the meat will burn!"

Vincent was taken aback for a moment, and then a rare annoyance surfaced on his face. He quickly let go of Bai Zishi, returned to the frying pan, and skillfully turned the meat over, and then the shadows of his hands fluttered for almost a second. Put all the seasonings away, wait for a few minutes, turn off the heat, and make a plate.

After finishing all this, Vincent walked out of the kitchen with the plate in one hand and Bai Zishi in the other. After placing the plate on the dining table, Vincent wrapped his hands around Bai Zishi's waist again, hugged him tightly in his arms, and sat on the sofa without letting go.

Bai Zishi was held by the orc and forced to lean on Vincent's lap, which made him feel very awkward. He tried to push back, however, Vincent Rascal Garcia pulled him even tighter as he tried to leave.

Bai Zishi finally gave up - if he didn't want to be killed by [beep-]. Just sitting, Bai Zishi could easily feel the heat and hardness of that thing.

Vincent seemed to have noticed the reason for the sudden motionlessness of the little thing. A smile flashed across his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Bai, I like you."

Bai Zishi was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice, "I know." Vincent was a little disappointed, he didn't get the answer he wanted most.

Although he didn't show it, Bai Zishi could easily see the disappointment of the orc. He looked into Vincent's eyes seriously: "Vincent, you are special to me. Because of some things, your appearance , your initiative to walk in gave me the courage to step out of my own world. You are my first friend and the person I cherish. I like you, there is no doubt about it. But I can't figure it out What kind of relationship is this. I rely too much on you, Vincent, and I don't want to respond to a love that is not pure. It's not fair to you. Can you understand?"

And the closer you get, the less you can see clearly; the more you cherish, the more cautious you are, worrying about gains and losses.

Facing such a serious sweetheart, what else can Vincent say? He nodded: "I'll wait for you." Anyway, in the end, the result will only be one, and it can only be that one! Before that, if Bai can let go of his knots, what is waiting?

Bai Zishi smiled, pulled Vincent's collar to pull his head off, and then kissed him. Whether it is Bai Zishi or Vincent, neither of them has any experience in kissing, and they feel very young about each other. Bai Zishi recalled the theoretical experience in his mind, stretched out the tip of his tongue and opened Vincent's lips, and poked into the kiss. In the other party's mouth, he touched the other party's tongue, and curiously picked it with the tip of his tongue.

Vincent's whole body was shaken, and he hugged Bai Zishi's arm tightly, almost breaking his waist. Bai Zishi let out a small cry, and was swallowed. Vincent's thick tongue wrapped around his, entangled, sucked, and slipped into Bai Zishi's mouth in a rebellious manner. The rough tongue coating licked his entire mouth carefully, without any skill at all, but it made Bai Zishi feel comfortable.

It's an amazing feeling, like being one with each other. After a long time, the two let go of each other. Bai Zishi panted heavily, and looked jealously at Vincent, who was only a little breathless. The physique is really good.

With anxious eyes, the two approached each other again, and when they actually ate the food, the food was completely cold. Vincent worked hard and made a new one.

The next morning, Bai Zishi still had to go to class. Walking on the campus, he could clearly feel that the sights on him suddenly increased a lot. Envy, jealousy, kindness, even maliciousness... These gazes are intertwined like needles.

As if he hadn't seen anything, Bai Zishi saw Kenma coming from a distance, showing a small smile, and walked over quickly: "Kenma!"

"Yo, Bai." Kenma skillfully embraced Bai Zishi's shoulders, poked him on the face, and said with a smirk: "Have you heard? Yesterday afternoon, the expert Garcia admitted that he has a partner, and his partner It's still from our academy! Underage...small...exquisite appearance...delicate and fair skin..."

Grabbing his hand that wanted to continue doing evil, Bai Zishi nodded generously: "It's me."

"I'll just say... oops... look at this rosy-faced one." Kenma stretched out the other claw and pinched Bai Zishi's face lightly, "Blessed is the expert Garcia."

Bai Zishi is used to this companion who pinches him all day long, and he grasps it skillfully: "Hurry up, class is about to begin."

Kenma let out an oh, and walked side by side with Bai Zishi. Faced with many eyes with unclear intentions, Kenma's teasing mood also faded, especially after seeing a few familiar faces, he approached Bai Zishi , said in a low voice: "Bai, there are many people who love the expert Garcia. You can ignore others, but you should pay attention to a few people."

"Egal Voltu, Sylvester Bra, and Betty Calle, these three people are about the same age as Vincent, and it can be said that they grew up together. Their ancestors established it together with Olivier David. The sub-orcs of Yacheng, these three families have been the helpers of the city lord since their establishment in Yacheng. Many of the previous families either declined or were replaced. Only these three families have maintained their inheritance and become more and more powerful. Everyone It's all because the expert Garcia's partner will be one of the three of them. Even they themselves think so. Now you are born out of nowhere..."

Naturally, it was regarded as a thorn in the flesh. Bai Zishi understands very well, but he is not very worried - he believes that Vincent can protect his life safety, and also believes that his ability on gambling stones will allow him to stand at the top of the pyramid, and even more believe that Vincent's character, he will not do the kind of thing that plays with emotions at will.

"Thank you, Kenma." Bai Zishi was quite grateful for the kindness of his first sub-orc friend. At least when the opponent made moves against him, he knew why.

"What are you talking about?" Kenma smiled brightly, "I'm still waiting to see the distorted faces of those three people at the ball!"

"You hate them?" Bai Zishi asked curiously. Kenma rubbed her hair, and said distressedly: "No, after all, we grew up together. I just hate their feeling of being superior and always pretending. They make themselves like old antiques, dare not do anything, boring!"

Bai Zishi understood somewhat, Kenma is probably a feeling of sorrow and anger, and there is always a lot of love growing up together: "It's always their own choice."

Kenma lowered her head and muttered, "That's right." There was a sense of fading interest in her tone.

Because the ball was just to welcome new students, Bai Zishi didn't bother to prepare any dresses or anything like that. He just picked out a white waist-tight shirt and slightly tight trousers, tidied up a little and went out.

Vincent was waiting in the living room, also not deliberately wearing any dress or anything like that. The same series of shirts and trousers, when two people stand together, there is a strange sense of fit.

Vincent was very satisfied with this: "Let's go."

"Um."