The Villain Runs Wild | BL, MTL

Chapter 20

Lin Sui is too familiar with the smell of Yanqin, it is not the smell of perfume on the surface, he has been with him in his arms for hundreds of years, and he will never forget him breath and body temperature.

[Watching you sleep. 】

…That’s it?

Lin Sui asked in disbelief: [He just watched me sleep? 】

The system answered: [Yes, I didn’t touch you, I just got in the car and looked at you for a while, and took a picture of your sleeping face, and it’s gone. 】

Lin Sui didn't know what expression she should put on, whether she was angry or funny.

He Yanqin had even done things like placing people beside him, but in the end he did such a thing, and he didn't even touch him. It was really good, just like his previous life.

In the last life, Lin Sui didn't keep an eye on Yan Qin's morality, he kept inquiring about other ways to get himself out of this physique, and found the legendary one that can be cultivated The place of the unsullied body.

It was an island floating on the sea. It was difficult to reach it. Lin Sui found the key formation, and hurriedly left a message to Yan Qin and stepped in. The formation will change. Yes, once you miss it, there may not be a next time.

In the world of comprehension, he doesn't know the year, and he doesn't know how long he has been there.

One day, the spirit birds were chatting, saying that there was a sword cultivator who was very strange. Another monk in the cold pool left after a while.

Lin Sui knew who that person was when he heard it, but he didn't leave, he cultivated without distractions, but he still failed in the end.

At that time, Yan Qin hugged him, who was in a state of despair, and reassured that there was still a way.

The sea breeze was cold and bitter, but Yan Qin took good care of him.

Yan Qin ah Yan Qin, Lin Sui laughed lowly, and a streamer flashed in her eyes.

The system knew what he might have to do, and for a while he didn't know whether it was distressing for himself or the son of luck.

Yan Qin learned from Xiao Chen that Lin Sui had been home drunk in the last few days, all kinds of parties and dinners, Lin Sui had drunk before returning home. Family.

When she heard the news, Yan Qin couldn't help frowning.

He quickly finished the necessary work in the country, compressing the time and waiting for the arrival of the car again.

The blue Bugatti stopped briefly at the intersection, driving like a ghost in the dark night.

The baffles in the car were raised early, isolating the front and rear space.

Yan Qin looked at the drunk young man leaning on the seat, the thin red on his face was like rouge, which made the face of Hibiscus even more flamboyant.

Yan Qin was afraid of waking him up, like a beast that melted into the shadows, quietly and presumptuously staring at the treasures he saw.

In this obsessive gaze, Yan Qin couldn't help but approach.

The young man had a fragrant scent of red wine mixed with his fragrance, like ripe grapes overflowing with juice.

He suppressed the urge to pick, like a traveler looking for plums to quench his thirst.

The young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, Yan Qin's heart clenched subconsciously, and he wanted to escape, but the young man's wet eyes stopped him in place.

He doesn't seem to be awake, and his eyes are blurred.

It's not weird to see him, just whispered: "I actually dreamed of you."

His voice was drunk and lazy, scratching Yan Qin's heart through his eardrums.

This seems to be an excellent excuse to allow despicable love to take advantage, so Yan Qin is no longer panic, and just looks at the person who he is thinking about.

"It has grown so much."

Slender fingers stroked the man's heroic face, soft and tactful.

Yan Qin is indeed a lot more mature than the youth, calm and restrained youth, infinitely close to the Yan Qin in Lin Sui's memory.

The young man seemed to take a good look at the man in his dreams. He bent his legs, put his palms on the man's shoulders, and straddled him.

"To dream of a puppy that ran away..."

The young man muttered, as if a little dissatisfied.

Yan Qin did not dare to move when he was sitting on top of him, for fear of disturbing this sweet dream.

Lin Sui attended a celebrity party today. He was wearing a suit and his jacket had long been thrown aside by him.

He seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, put his fingers on the bow tie, pulled it impatiently, and took it off his neck after the tie loosened.

Alcohol makes the young man's body wrapped in red, and the interlocking bones are pale red.

Yan Qin's eyes were dark and dark, filled with an opaque and dangerous aura.

The young man on Piansheng didn't seem to notice, he put Yan Qin's hands in front of him, and a black tie embroidered with dark lines wrapped the man's wrists.

With the little twitching of the fabric, the void shrinks until it is completely locked.

"Caught again."

The young man's raised eyebrows were full of displeasure and even a little sleepy.

Those gleaming eyes do not have to look down, but they also have a lofty aura, and even their drunkenness is filled with the arrogance of an absolute winner.

Even if there is no rope in his hand, he is willing to send his neck into his hand as his domestic dog.