MTL - Transmigrating into a Demon Spirit to Blow up the Entire World-Chapter 147 Xueba's small table pet 22

Just like all the children who had been badly caught by the parents, Shen Shen’s heart suddenly felt awkward, and the direct lighting of the glare of the lights made him feel a sense of panic. I didn’t answer the phone for a long time, and I didn’t move. [//ia/u///]

So Kong Bojun repeated and repeated: "Give me over."

This time, the sense of oppression in the tone is stronger than before, and even the folder carrying the rain and the wind is full of buildings, even if it is separated from the handset, it is still full of power.

- This is a warning, the last warning to him.

Sinking and Confucius have been together for so many years, how much they know each other's temperament, know that their brother is really angry, and the next second after he has returned to God, he decided to obey. He returned the mobile phone to the uncle of security, and he simply said goodbye to Gu Qiange, and he hurriedly headed for Kong Bozhen’s car.

Gu Qiange originally wanted to hold the sinking hand and let him go, but if Kong Bozhen took the younger brother to go home as his brother, he did not have the qualification to stop, and he could not bear to let the sinking in the middle.

He believes that Kong Bo will not let his brother know his secret thoughts when the time is not ripe, and will not collapse the good image of the perfect brother in advance, so he will go back with Kong Bo, and at most he will be led by him. The parents' style of criticism criticized a few words, no big deal, hesitated for a moment, finally took the hand that took hold of Shen Shen and returned, silently watching him leave.

Gu Qiange’s idea is correct. The fault is that he does not know the state of Kong Bozhen at the moment. Kong Bozhen is in the middle of drunkenness at this moment, and can't judge with normal thinking at all.

Kong Bozhen is actually drunk very much.

There are two kinds of people who drink alcohol. After a person finishes drinking, the appearance looks red and the words are mad, but it is only deliberately mad by wine, and the heart is sober; another person after drinking The appearance seems to be the same as not drinking. The complexion and speech are normal. I don’t admit that I don’t feel drunk. However, his reason is on the edge of the cliff. His mind is disordered. He doesn’t know what he will do. .

Kong Bozhen belongs to the latter.

There seems to be no difference in peace on his face, but the mind is out of control and not awake. The normal personality is paralyzed by alcohol, and the paranoid dark personality hidden in the bottom of my heart breaks out.

The forced space inside the car made the atmosphere more oppressive. After sinking into the car, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the corner of Kong Bo's clothes and whispered his brother.

This action is actually a gesture of complete trust and pleasingness. As a brother, Kong Bozhen has always had the trust of sinking without impurities. But today, Kong Bozhen wants more than the trust between such relatives. He would rather doubt anxiety and embarrassment, even selfishness and possession.

Too strong possessiveness is an abyss, and Kong Bozhen fell into it long ago, and he never recovered.

His possessive desire for his younger brother gradually became more serious when he looked at others and couldn't stand it. However, he still had to cover up and let him not notice, lest he know his madness. Love is crazy possession, it is incurable, there is no reason, and the drunk Kong Bo has finally stopped covering up the madness. Instead, he released it all, and seized his coat in the next second that Shen Hao just spoke. The wrist of the corner.

"……brother?"

Shen Yu was caught some pain, and he could not help but scream a brother, but this time with obvious doubts. Although the taste of the wine on Kong Bo's body is not too strong, Shen Yan still smells it very easily, and the frowning of concern: "How do you drink alcohol? What is your headache? Is it hard to be uncomfortable?"

Because in the impression of Shen Yu, Kong Bozhen does not drink. Confucius has a vascular headache, although the treatment is almost the same, it is likely to cause recurrence when drinking, even to the point of illness and hospitalization, it is calculated that the entertainment is also based on water.

Kong Bozhen did not answer, only further tightened his brother's hand, like a lasting silence of a long-lost beast before preying on prey. Shen Shen looked at his chilly side face, only that the other party is still the appearance of his most familiar brother, the eyes are still the same eyes, the nose is still the nose, but the dangerous gas field and the depression between his eyebrows Crazy, making him feel strange and flustered.

Is the system still not fixing the bug yet?

While he was calling the white pompom, he struggled to pull his hand back, but he found that the infuriating body was still the same as when he left the world a few months ago, and it had no effect on Kong Bozhen. The insane man's reason is like a high-altitude steel rope, and he may go to the next second at any time. Every subtle reaction of indulgence determines his next step, whether it is broken into pieces or can be retained.

But the action of withdrawing the hand eventually caused Kong Bo's remaining reason to fall. The indulgent wrist was covered with a circle of green marks, and the pain was not effective. Fortunately, the car quickly entered the nearest residence of the club.

It was a single-family villa bought by Kong Bozhen in the early years. It was not large in size and rarely came in at ordinary times. However, during the time when his brother was missing, Kong Bozhen often stayed in the villa because of drunkenness. In this way, Shen Bozhen grabbed his wrist and smashed into the house from the car. The pace of the other party was so fast that he almost fell to let him fall. The door was then closed firmly, and it sounded particularly clear on a quiet night.

The porch light was turned on at the same time. In the next second, he was still not standing still, and was pushed to the wall by Kong Bozhen.

--Boom! !

Suddenly trapped in the corner between the wall and the body of Confucius, the strong and pure male temperament overturned, and the subconscious looked up to see Kong Bo, but only saw the handsome and deep eyebrows magnified by the sudden approach.

The distance between the two is unimaginable at this moment.

The forehead is against the forehead, the bridge of the nose rubs against the bridge of the nose, the breath is intertwined, and even the eyelashes are tangled in one place, and each other can clearly see each other's pupils. In this almost seamless space, all the breaths and ones are suddenly expanded, and the senses are infinitely magnified. Shen Shen can’t help but start to struggle, but it’s like a prey that can’t move into the net, only under the other side. This side survives in a small world.

In the next second, Kong Bojun kissed the boy's lips.

The action is wild and frenzied and strong, full of strong feelings and desperate possessiveness and madness. The indulgent lips were bitten and grinded, and the smoldering breath invaded each of his breaths, and he slid into his clothes with a thin, large hand. Trying to lean over the hole to avoid Kong Bo's kiss, the other side re-engaged back in a more violent manner along the sensitive earlobe.

Soon, the teenager's shirt was violently pulled apart, his hand was held up and held up, his lower lip was punitively biting the blood, and moved down to the neck, holding the fragile throat.

Sinking has never been treated like this. The body trembles with fear. He feels that Kong Bo's breath is like a beast's breathing, and he will bite him from skin to bone and swallow it.

Kong Bo's body is also shaking, but it is because of excitement and excitement. The sweetness and tenderness tasted by the lips and under the hands made him want to stop, even the **** smell became a good medicine to help, and the movement could not be made heavier, until the youngster’s obvious panic was passed into the ear.

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"Pain, my brother don't... let go of me, it hurts..."

Confucius slammed for a second because of the word 'pain'. The sinking machine pushed him away and panicked and ran to the house.

The back of the juvenile who did not hesitate to leave, let Kong Bozhen squint dangerously, and followed the footsteps to make a dull and shocking sound. "Hey, come over."

Shen Qiang did not dare to move behind the sofa.

The hands and feet tightened into a ball, and the intense heartbeat and the footsteps of the other side were also tightly intertwined. His shirt was almost completely torn, hung on his shoulders, and he felt that the body that didn't feel cold after entering the illusion suddenly felt cold.

Kong Bo's clothes were also pulled apart before. The stiff chin, the tight lips, the protruding throat, and the delicate chest exposed under the messy neckline, the **** and attractive of them, I am afraid that men and women can't resist, but the only thing he wants to attract. People are thinking about how to escape at this moment.

Looking around for a week, he looked at the structure of the house and looked at the window at the left rear. He decided to choose the window as the exit. However, I don’t know that Kong Bozhen has gone to the opposite side of the sofa without knowing it. He is looking at him with a high condescending voice. The low-dumb voice is even more dumb in an empty and quiet environment: "...is it still coming?"

Shen Yan looked up and saw Kong Bo's face, suddenly a spirit, scared to grab the leather behind the back of the sofa, and then suddenly stood up, directly in the direction of the window.

He almost made the fastest speed and used the real gas to hit the window, hitting the glass on the window with a big hole, and the cracking sound of the crackling sounded through the hall.

Kong Bo's action is faster than him.

Like a beast that can explode non-human speed and strength at any time, with one hand holding the back of the sofa and jumping hard, he jumped quickly from the sofa, and immediately used the other hand to grasp the sinking Shoulder, he took him at the moment he touched the window and vigorously pulled his body back.

Looking at the blood drawn by the glass on the hand, the hole in the eyes of Kong Bo has a cold storm, but the voice is very soft: "It's a bad child, even if you don't obey, you want to escape, how can you punish you?"

Sinking biting his lip, the injured lip also bleeds with his hand. Kong Bozhen wants to help him wipe the blood, but he is sideways.

The storm at the bottom of the man's eyes has become even more horrible, but he still wants to wake up the other side: "Brother, you are drunk, beg you to wake up, don't scare me..."

"I am not drunk, I am very awake," Kong Bojun's expression did not want to be sober, but revealed obvious madness, "...I just want you to stay with me, I want you to have only one world." I want your whole body to **** taste, I can only react because of my touch..."

"You are crazy!" Screaming and shivering, "You are not my brother, you are coming back to my brother!"

Kong Bozhen was not angry, but slightly smiled, and looked a little strange under the dim light. "You should be crazy when I am. I am not your brother, we have no blood relationship at all. - Have you forgotten?" ”

Shen Yan felt that Kong Bozhen was really crazy.

The possessiveness of a madman is more terrible than that of a normal person. It can be extremely calm, or it can be violent and irritating. The indulging escape behavior really angered Kong Bozhen. He took him directly into the basement of the villa. He gave him an ankle that didn’t know where he was, regardless of his struggle, and then he continued without saying a word. The kiss is finished. The indulging rebellion was subdued, and only the unspeakable fear was a little bit infiltrated into the bones. Hearing the devil whispered in his ear: "Hey, you are mine, you should belong to me alone."

Kong Bojun wanted to kiss every part of the boy, and he burned every part of his body with a hickey. The crisp sound of the chain and the tearing of the clothes rang together, and the chest was bitten to the red swelling. The effervescent is as fast as the current. The sense of letting the paralyzed gasps and unable to move again, the appearance of the smoothness makes the devil feel satisfied, and the look is re-softened.

"Oh, don't bite your lip."

"Oh obey, relax."

"Oh, not afraid..."

The teenager still bites his lip until the other's kiss spreads under his body and then struggles again. "Brother don't! You will regret it!"

"Call my name," Kong Bozhen pressed tightly on the shoulder of the boy. "Call me."

The unspeakable panic made the teenagers have no idea what to do. In the end, they shouted out according to their words. The voice of the whimper was like a helpless little animal. "Bai Yu..."

"Bai Bo, let me go..."

"I will never forgive you..."

"Bai Yu..."

Yes, exactly.

Only me is called in my mouth.

I only think about me in my mind.

Whether you only do this, you will not want others, just think of me.

Confucius squinted in a paranoid, but the next moment, I heard the teenager shouting someone else's name when his legs were folded: "Gu Qiange!"