MTL - Demon King’s Political Marriage-Chapter 60 happy

Wu Xingyun weighed it in his heart, and felt that drunk Ye Fan is likely to be willful, and ... if he really messes up, he can't call himself?

Ye Fan's strength is improving very fast now, but he can't fight again, frankly seems to be the best choice.

Wu Xingyun obediently handed the hidden things to Ye Fan, a set of things, on which Luo Ying drew a logo of the Roche laboratory designed by herself.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth slightly lifted, one hand supported the wall, and Wu Xingyun was suppressed with his body. He whispered in his ear and said, "It's too late to take it out now, I ... still want to **** you."

"You ... you drink too much ... do you make sense? Uh ..."

Wu Xingyun's lips were sealed tightly, Ye Fan's tongue drove straight in, and after raging in it, he slightly loosened and murmured: "You just seemed to hide something in your pants pocket?"

"No ..." Wu Xingyun immediately denied, but the opponent's hand had been slowly inserted into his pants pocket. The hot-talking hand rubbed the inner side of Wu Xingyun's thigh across his pants. The voice was vague: "Is it here? ? "

Wu Xingyun is full of embarrassment. Although he can accept Ye Fan's kiss, they usually have their own dormitory. There are a lot of things in the base, not so much time to get along, the most excessive is to steal a kiss in the shadow.

Will not be touched by such a sensitive place at all.

Wu Xingyun's legs couldn't help but kicking, he wanted to push Ye Fan hard, but in the past few months, the other party's progress has been amazing, and it is no longer the one who could easily push away.

Ye Fan's kisses got deeper and deeper, and Wu Xingyun was almost breathless, and his hands were completely dishonest. After touching for a while through his pants, he felt unsatisfied and went deep into the other's clothes. Touching his back to the seam of his trousers, his breathing gradually increased.

"Yun ... I miss you ..." Ye Fan murmured, "I can't wait to get on the ship ..."

His hand had touched Xiao's long-awaited buttocks, where the touch was exactly the same as Ye Fan imagined, and even said that it was better.

Ye Fan couldn't help but rub and caress, and the other hand began to untie each other's clothes, and the kiss slid along the way, from the lips to the neck, and then to the collarbone.

Wu Xingyun wanted to resist at the beginning, but he gave up when he found that Ye Fan's strength had a qualitative overflight.

Let him go! Wu Xingyun thought-anyway, he had been married for a long time, and he would go with him, the tickets were ready, and the two would live in the same room in the future. But just giving him a kiss and touching it is not a big deal.

So he stopped struggling, but later he began to cooperate.

When Ye Fan tore apart Wu Xingyun's shirt buttons and bite apart, he slightly loosened the other side and looked towards the person in his arms.

The man's eyes were blurred and bewildered, his eyes nearly lost focus, his lips were red and swollen, and his body had already left his dark red kiss marks.

A few months ago, the peeled skin could not find any shadow. After these days of metabolism, no scars could be seen.

Because of the absence of the sun, the dark soldier now has a beautiful wheat-colored skin, and the two dogwoods on his chest are trembling slightly.

Ye Fan has a feeling of insanity due to her shapely body, perfect skin, and smooth muscles.

He bowed his head slightly, kissed the dog's dogwood, sucked and nibbled.

"Well ... you ... don't kiss me ..." Wu Xingyun protested, but there was a tremor in the voice of the protest, how it sounded like enjoyment.

Ye Fan's hand hugged the other's waist, his waist was strong, and his eight abdominal muscles were collected in the lower abdomen. He slowly touched his hand and pierced the other's hips.

Wu Xingyun called "ah" stimulated by Ye Fan's action. He didn't want to lose his first night here. If it was here ... it would be better to do it with him on the wedding night. At least there is no lubricant?

Wu Xingyun thought silently in his heart, some regrets.

Ye Fan came to Wu Xingyun's ear: "You are hard too ... you like it, don't you?"

Wu Xingyun didn't speak, but the bodies of the two were close to each other, and it was impossible for anyone to hide the changes in the body.

Ye Fan took off Wu Xingyun's pants, held him half in his arms, and used his own things to hold the other person's buttocks, and gently held them, as soon as he had relieved his long-established desire.

Wu Xingyun looked at this handsome face under the light and felt dizzy. Ye Fan is so close to himself, and ... will always be together in the future, so it is okay to indulge on this night, right?

The line of defense in Wu Xingyun's heart broke a thousand miles: "I ... haven't done it, there is still a lot of work tomorrow ... you ... uh ... um ... can't get behind ..."

Ye Fan said aloud, his eyes were full of love, and Wu Xingyun was a **** in his heart. This kind of place, this kind of environment, is not the place where they hoped for the first night.

If I hadn't drank a few more glasses today, I can't help it, and I wouldn't have developed to this point.

But Ye Fan is also very clear about what he has done. He has never done it. In this environment, for the first time, either the excited seven times a night ca n’t get the other person to get out of bed, or it is-clumsily making the other person chrysanthemum , Full of injuries, can not walk.

Either way, he didn't want to happen.

Although he wanted to think very much, even though he was drunk eight or nine points, there was still a hint of reason.

He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to the other person because of his temporary desire. In the future, the two will stay together for a long time, a lot of time.

Ye Fan gently licked and sucked with Wu Xingyun's earlobe, his voice was vague: "Okay ... I will only make you comfortable ... I will never hurt you."

"Well ..." Wu Xingyun was a little distracted by the provocation. He felt that the hard object that could invade himself at any time finally left the buttocks, and there was a sense of loss in his heart.

But soon, he knew what Ye Fan meant.

Ye Fan pressed his things tightly against Wu Xingyun's, and after holding it for a few moments to ease it, he squatted down and helped Wu Xingyun's bite.

"Yun ... I love you ..." Ye Fan's voice was vague. He hadn't done this kind of thing, but he knew very well what men like in this regard.

He uses his own way, rhythm, to please his sweetheart, and the effect is obvious.

Sweetheart, pleased.

It was a wonderful feeling, Wu Xingyun never had such a feeling. He rarely even had a pistol, let alone swallowed in his mouth.

At that moment, he felt like he was trembling all over the body. Such a scene was hard to imagine.

Wu Xingyun lowered her head and saw the trembling face that led the entire galaxy to help herself.

The other person's eyes are slowly in love, and ... the other person has been hardened.

He didn't invade himself in this situation, even when he was drunk, he chose to make himself comfortable.

Wu Xingyun felt trembling in his body, and at the same time his pleasure spread, his heart was hit by something.

It was the feeling that happiness was about to suffocate when it was held in the palm of your hand and loved with all your heart.

Ye Fan sometimes asks vaguely, "Are you comfortable?"

"Well ... comfortable ..." Wu Xingyun no longer knew what he was talking about, he just felt very happy, very happy.

At last, Wu Xingyun, who was still in the midst of the climax, was held by Ye Fan on the toilet lid, and he gasped against the other's wide chest.

Wu Xingyun's legs trembled slightly. This was how long he grew. For the first time, he felt dizzy when he had such an intimate feeling with others.

Ye Fan held Wu Xingyun and kissed his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose.

"Yun, I love you ..." Ye Fan whispered.

Wu Xingyun kissed him back. After that vertigo, Wu Xingyun found that Ye Fan had been hardened. The hard thing there has been holding his own waist.

"Will you help?" Wu Xingyun asked in a low voice. When he asked this sentence, his whole body became feverish. It can be said that before today, he never thought that he would say such a thing. .

"If you ... want ..." Ye Fan's wine has long been awake, and he is even more unwilling to force the other party to do anything, even if it is something that will make him want to die.

Wu Xingyun didn't speak, he slightly moved where he was sitting, and then started to do it.

When he did this, he didn't even dare to see Ye Fan's eyes. He only closed his glasses and reached out to help the other person.

Wu Xingyun has never done such a thing, and his own experience is poor. Moreover, the other party's things were too big, Wu Xingyun couldn't hold one hand at all. Wu Xingyun was worried that he was helping him out, and he opened his eyes wryly and looked at Ye Fan.

But the next second, he was deeply kissed by Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was not dissatisfied with Wu Xingyun's bad skills, he just covered his hands with each other and taught him how to please himself.

After he did this, he felt the feeling of Wu Xingyun's hands more deeply-rough, warm, awkward, but enough to break his heart.

In the end, Ye Fan held Wu Xingyun's hand tightly, and a cloud of turbidity emerged. The hands of the **** were entangled with each other and remained apart for a long time.

Wu Xingyun was a bit guilty: "I ... too stupid."

Ye Fan kissed the person in his arms lightly: "I love you."

Wu Xingyun felt even more guilty: "In the future, I will rely on you to help ... I was supposed to make you comfortable."

Ye Fan smiled slightly, his lips pressed against Wu Xingyun's earlobe, and his voice was extremely soft: "As long as you are with you, it is the best thing. And," said here, Ye Fan's voice has a hint of slyness and provocation , "Whether your hands are stupid or benzene, there will always be a place in your body that makes me ... comfortable. Really?"

Wu Xingyun no longer felt guilty, he struggled out of Ye Fan's arms and began to wear pants.

After the two had put on their clothes, they found that the entire compartment was messed up by them, so they took the mop in the toilet and mop up all the suspicious things.

Ye Fan turned his head from time to time to look at Wu Xingyun, and some began to wonder where the place in Wu Xingyun would make himself more comfortable. If you can put the other person on the bed ... How does it feel to enter?

Ye Fan felt that it was hard again, but it was not the time, so he could only expect one thing-soon he could get on the spacecraft. At that time, there will be two people in the same room, and there will only be two people.

The environment in outer space is much better. Even if accidentally hurt, Wu Xingyun will heal quickly.

Ye Fan sighed silently in his heart. His heart was willing to endure, but it did not mean that his body was willing.

Especially when Wu Xingyun cleaned up and stood neatly in front of Ye Fan, all of Ye Fan's head was the feeling when the other party was just in his arms and helped himself.

Really ... Although the technique is terrible, I really want him to do it for myself.

Ye Fan and Wu Xingyun stepped out of the toilet and walked side by side. Ye Fan took each other's hand along the way.

Ye Fan was even reluctant to send Wu Xingyun back in this way. He walked slowly, but even at a slow pace, there was an end.

In the end, the two stood at the door of Wu Xingyun's dormitory.

Ye Fan said, "See you tomorrow."

Wu Xingyun looked up at Ye Fan. After a while, he said, "See you tomorrow."

Ye Fan's face showed a gentle dodging, and he quickly kissed Xia Wu Xingyun's forehead: "Have a good rest."

Wu Xingyun turned his head and walked into his dormitory. Ye Fan stood in place and looked at the back of Wu Xingyun under the light.

Until the shadow of Wu Xingyun was invisible, he turned around and walked back.

When he inserted his hand into his pants pocket, he accidentally touched the condom sent by Luo Ying.

This thing was not used just now, but one day it will be used.

Ye Fan began to think about another problem-after boarding the spacecraft, one set is definitely not enough. So, how many more should be prepared? Or shot directly into the other person?

However, no matter which one, it is a beautiful and desirable thing.

Ye Fan felt very happy in this life. He hummed the song in a low voice and returned to his dormitory with a smile in his sleep.

Time passed quickly. In the last days, although there was no official disclosure of the ferry ticket, almost everyone knew what was going on.

A small number of soldiers began to become unregulated and rioted, but most of them still had fantasies about boat tickets, executed orders, and suppressed the rioters.

Almost every day, people are executed, and almost everything about the ticket changes every day.

The strict system and discipline established at the beginning, slowly began to fall away at this time. Someone desperate for the ferry ticket, some began to leave here, looking for another way of life, while others tried to fight for it again.

The soldiers began to flee in small sections, and Wu Xingyun's bedroom was vacated with two beds.

Ten days after the memory of Li Xingyun's memory, the ferry ticket was finally made public.

The coalition government, the embryonic form of the later federal government, announced the names of all those who obtained the tickets.

This is destined to be a crazy day. Some people burst into tears, some were ecstatic, and others took risks and started suicide attacks.

In Wu Xingyun's bedroom, two more beds were vacated. He initially lived in a 16-person room, but now, only 11 people are left in this room.

Ten of them were determined to be taken away, and only one unlucky guy was left, crying: "I have worked so hard and worked hard this year for what it is! Why not me? Why! ! "

Then the man rushed out of the dormitory and started shooting casually on the street.

Soon, the soldier who was in chaos was arrested and sentenced to death.

Ye Fan no longer needs to go out to perform the task. He is very worried about Wu Xingyun's safety, and stays with him almost in all his free time.

And, even so, he couldn't rest assured that there was something wrong with Wu Xingyun.

I heard that in the dormitory next to Wu Xingyun, a homicide occurred in the middle of the night, and the entire dormitory was killed by a person who could not leave the earth.

Ye Fan asked Wu Xingyun to sleep here. His dormitory is a basement with only four beds and high and low beds.

The other three people couldn't live here anymore. In this small basement, he lived alone.

Wu Xingyun felt this kind of riot from the army for the first time after the end of the world.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, he was also very clear that such disturbances were caused entirely by abandonment.

At first Wu Xingyun and Ye Fan were very happy that they could get the ticket, but as time went by, they both had a kind of unclear and unclear emotion, heavy and unhappy.

This is an atmosphere permeated in the air. Greek wings and sin coexist, and light and darkness coexist.

On this day, David Peng came to the two and said that he finally got a camera to take pictures of everyone before leaving the earth.

Wu Xingyun, Ye Fan, Dai Rong, Luo Ying, almost all of them were taken by him, and finally printed into photos.

Wu Xingyun and Ye Fan took a lot of photos. At this time, he turned his head slightly, always seeing Ye Fan's loving eyes and stopped at himself.

During the period before they left, the two had nothing to hide. Moreover, Ye Fan's hot eyes can hardly conceal those who are familiar with them.

David Peng held the camera and instructed the two of them to pose: "A little to the left, Ye Fan, and a little to the right. Okay, laugh one, so they look like a couple!"

Wu Xingyun was caught in Ye Huan's arms, showing a bright smile.

Behind him, a cleaner jumped from a high base building, a person who did not get a ticket.

The moment the shutter was pressed, the suicide worker's head touched the ground.

The flash lights up, recording this last moment,

Whether it is the warmth of the two people embracing each other, or the trajectory of the suicide man's whereabouts, they are all fixed in the digital chip, which has not changed for thousands of years.