The Villain Runs Wild

Ch 21 - Second Generation Ancestor x Illegitimate Child

|Ch 21 - Second Generation Ancestor x Illegitimate Child: Pitiable and Attainable|

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That necktie which had been loosely bound was easily shrugged off by the man, his distinct knuckles and even his blue-green veins carrying a sense of strength.

Along with the necktie that had been discarded, so too were the shackles caging the ferocious beast in his heart.

The skin on the nape of Lin Sui’s neck was kneaded and pressed down, and before he could react, he was met with a suppressed eagerness.

Suddenly, the voice that still hadn’t come out remained between his throat and his mouth, like a pink light floating on the surface of the water, and like an intoxicating, bewildering ecstasy in Lin Sui’s eyes.

His nape was red from being kneaded, and the warmth on that patch of skin permeated from the surface to the inside, igniting a boiling fire.

The blood flowing in his heart carried combustible alcohol, making him break out into a slight sweat.

Yan Qin’s eyes darkened, like a deep underground river, every single drop of its flowing water brimming with an overwhelming love.

It was insubordination, it was pitiable and attainable.

Lin Sui was like a nyx that had just emerged onto the shore, as the tide rushed forth in all places.

It was exhilarating and unbridled, his whole body submerged in the familiar scent.

Yan Qin’s kiss was just like in the past. Other saw him as obedient and honest, almost to the point of naiveté, but his actions were the complete opposite, like a fiercely submissive dog exposing its claws and fangs, going to bite someone’s throat for the kill.

It was an urgent, craving devouring, inside of which was like a vast sea of scorching love.

The moonlight made its way inside the car at a tricky angle, coolly spectating the ambiguous feelings that bubbled up.

This was clearly a despicably filthy invasion, but the gentle swaying seemed like a joyous lover’s reunion.

The subtle sounds were completely isolated by the soundproofing panels, and the young man who seemed to have the upper hand was held by the back of the neck, receiving his subject’s offerings.

The blue Bugatti was still travelling along the road, as if it were going on an endless journey, swept up in love, heading towards dusk or dawn.

The fingers placed at Yan Qin’s side couldn’t help but tremble lightly, he did his utmost to restrain his body’s natural response to pleasure and lightly held Lin Sui’s waist.

The young man seemed severely drunk, he had already been a little dizzy, and now he was even more powerless as he leaned languidly, his lips looking as if they had been smeared with rouge.