(BL) The Devoted Second Male Lead Decided to Favor Someone Else

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The Devoted Second Male Lead Decided to Favor Someone Else Chapter 112 English MTL: Long Aotian and Leng Xianjun

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Zhou Xueyuan's eyelids moved again, and Lu Shijin knew he was listening, so he continued: "And Junior Brother Lin, you should have seen it in the mirror, he was on me last night..." Lu Shijin raised his head slightly, and approached Zhou Xueyuan's ear He said in an air voice, "I want to die."

After speaking, Lu Shijin stuck out the tip of his tongue and swiped playfully on Zhou Xueyuan's earlobe, causing the person below him to tremble slightly.

Lu Shijin smiled smugly, "Uncle, think about it, if you're not happy, why do Mu Cang and Junior Brother Lin like doing this kind of thing with me so much? Can you become an immortal by sticking to those rules? Everyone says, It is also romantic to die as a ghost under a peony flower. If I say it, it is better to live happily for dozens of years instead of living for thousands of years. The three of Junchen are one body, and if I do it with them, it is no different from what you do. They are very happy, but you live like a walking dead without feelings, are you willing?"

Zhou Xueyuan's eyes rolled more diligently, obviously he was bewitched by what Lu Shijin said, but he still refused to admit it, and was still insisting: "Everyone has their own pursuits, and this seat disdains to indulge in the love of these children."

"Oh," Lu Shijin blew into his ear, "you haven't tried it, how do you know you don't like it? Shishu, it's not too late to come to a conclusion after you've tried it."

"This seat..." Zhou Xueyuan didn't finish his words, giving Lu Shijin a chance to enter.

Lu Shijin tilted his head to kiss him, his dexterous tongue stuck into Zhou Xueyuan's mouth and stirred with his tongue. Zhou Xueyuan stiffened in place as if struck by lightning.

The breath is filled with the sweet fragrance emanating from Lu Shijin's body, the faint smell, like the smell of pears.

Zhou Xueyuan started fasting when he was 20 years old. He didn't eat human fireworks for many years, and he had long forgotten the taste of food.

But Lu Shijin's kiss reminded him of the taste of the pear he ate for the last time.

It was a round and plump pear. When you took a bite, the mouth was sweet and juicy. After eating it, there was still an aftertaste in the mouth, and the aftertaste was endless.

Noticing that Zhou Xueyuan did not resist strongly, Lu Shijin put his arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.

At the same time, the waist exerted force, rubbing back and forth on Zhou Xueyuan's thigh.

As soon as Zhou Xueyuan lost his mind, the concentration that he had maintained collapsed naturally. Lu Shijin felt the strangeness below, and parted his lips with Zhou Xueyuan.

"Uncle, you lost." Lu Shijin looked down, raised his eyebrows, and smiled smugly at Zhou Xueyuan.

Zhou Xueyuan's cheeks were flushed, and he was filled with embarrassment. He opened his eyes suddenly and stared at Lu Shijin with red eyes. Finally, his eyes were no longer his usual ancient well without waves. The huge waves inside seemed to swallow Lu Shijin alive.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Lu Shijin said with a smile, "I'm willing to admit defeat, now I'm the winner, shouldn't my uncle be rude?"

Zhou Xueyuan gritted his teeth for a while, then leaned back on the chair like a deflated ball, turning his face away as if lifeless, "What do you want?"