"Rip-ra-"
Two long, smooth legs straddle the evil spirit.
Unclothed, tight and strong. The white fabric falls around Jiang Luo's body, and the evil spirit's smile is nasty and sinister in the face of Jiang Luo's disbelieving expression.
He was still holding a large portion of the fabric in his hands.
Jiang Luo's expression cracked at the sound of the fabric splitting.
If the helplessness just now was deliberate, a deliberate attempt to confuse Chi You, Jiang Luo is now truly frozen.
What do you mean?
All those clothes he used to burn ...... have gone to Chi You?
Jiang Luo's face changes from blue to red.
He wasn't even in the mood to care about his bare legs, but lifted his body and pulled down Chi You's collar, his voice tightening as he threatened next to the evil spirit's ear, "Why is what I burned, in your place?!"
"Who knows," the evil spirit's tone was easy, and as Jiang Luo watched, his pale fingers picked up the rag and tucked it gently into his breast pocket, adding with a deep smile, "Who knows."
This fabric emerges from the pocket with a white pointed corner and looks elegantly like a silk handkerchief in the shape of a rose.
Jiang Luo stared dead at the spiky head, eerily intent on destroying the body, "Where are those clothes?"
"It's a secret," the evil spirit's hand pressed closer to the base of his leg, his head following suit, his fingers dancing in a flirt-like circle, his smile inexplicable, "those things are still mostly unwashed."
The evil spirit's kisses fell through the clothing onto the thin muscles of the human's abdomen.
Jiang Luo's abdomen twitched a little, the thin sweat on his forehead pooling into beads at his temples as he gripped the evil spirit's hair in his hands, but his attention was on the content of his words, "Shit ......"
Not washed ......
It is true that it has not been washed.
Who the hell washes clothes that are going to be burned.
Grass.
Jiang Luo couldn't help but think of the pieces he had burned.
The clothes in the dirty clothes basket that have just been worn for a day, the clothes that are stained with sludge, the clothes and bedspreads that have been lost in reality due to a fling with Chi You in a dream two days ago ......
One and the same has embarrassment written all over it.
As if he knew he was remembering, the evil spirit deliberately said, "All those clothes still smell like you."
Jiang Luo's forehead popped with veins and he said, "Shut up."
The evil spirit continued to add fuel to the fire, "I've enjoyed these things you've burned for me, especially the latest one -"
Jiang Luo was furious and kicked him in the face.
The evil spirit grabbed his leg, his eyes rising in a moment of dark fire. It took Jiang Luo a moment to remember that he had nothing on underneath and he sneered twice, "Does it look good?"
Chi You answered in the affirmative, exclaiming highly: "It's beautiful."
"It makes me take my eyes off it."
Jiang Luo tugged his lips, "Then gouge your eyes out."
Jiang Luo was about to take this opportunity to teach Chi You not to pick up other people's rubbish. But in the next moment, the black fog took the form of chains and bound his limbs. Jiang Luo frowned at the black mist wrapped around his hands and struggled a little, only to find that it had tightened the bonds even more.
Trapped.
He pursed his lips in disbelief.
Chi You pulled off his tie and blindfolded Jiang Luo.
Jiang Luo's frown deepened, "What are you doing? There are people outside."
"But here it's just me and you," the evil spirit said slowly, "and as I said, you've made a lot of mistakes in the last two days that have upset me."
Eyes are blindfolded and you can't see anything. Hands and feet are bound and very insecure.
This disliked Jiang Luo and the sensation of hearing and touching increased exponentially. Jiang Luo scolded Chi You a few times and warned again, "Let go of me."
But he then felt a chill in his calf and his knee brushed against the textured fabric of his suit.
There were kisses falling on the skin that had lost its trousers.
The touch here was too sharp and too hidden. Jiang Luo shivered involuntarily, then gritted his teeth and tensed his spine.
One by one the kisses accumulate, gather and begin to slowly work their way upwards. In just a few moments Jiang Luo is sweating, beads of sweat sliding down his neck and into his collar.
The feeling of being unilaterally affected was uncomfortable for Jiang Luo, the pleasure was great but why should he be the only one in such a mess? He abandoned the shame he had just felt and began to utter a word with a sting in it, "Are you a rag collector? How come you want all the dirty things. Even people's worn clothes can come to you, what other stomach-churning collecting habits do you have?"
The evil spirit ignored him as the black mist took shape, swung by Jiang Luo's hands and feet with a continuous sound of thick chains.
The sound trembles fiercely at times and strains and wavers slightly at others.
Jiang Luo's blouse was lifted and the evil spirit's kiss fell on him. Jiang Luo's lips tightened and his eyelashes fluttered rapidly as he spoke sharply once more, deliberately provoking the evil spirit, "How could I forget, you're a pervert."
"Hmm?" The all-consuming evil spirit finally lifted his head and looked with interest at Jiang Luo, whose cold, white, jade-like skin had been marked with his mark.
Jiang Luo's legs are a little weak, and his tie covers his brow, leaving only his lower jaw and graceful lips.
The evil spirit looked at him, and another hunger was born and burned from within his soul, and the fire grew brighter, urging him to eat Jiang Luo into his stomach and hide him in the mud.
His non-existent chest heart seemed to start pounding again, growing fiercer and hotter, "What kind of pervert?"
Jiang Luo laughed out loud, a gasp looming in the midst of the words, "Perverts who hide their students' intimate clothing in private."
He laughed out loud with great glee, "It's disgusting."
Jiang Luo did so knowing full well that his tit-for-tat would only serve to strengthen the evil spirit's lust.
The evil spirit looked at his smile, at the corner of his mouth that curled up, and after a moment, or maybe just a moment, he curled his lips and lowered his head again.
Jiang Luo's form begins to tremble slightly, as if the sword is at its hottest and most fragile just after emerging from the furnace.
The evil spirit said, "Then we can only blame this student for being too much for the teacher to remember."
Suddenly, the evil spirit had no voice.
The kiss is gone, the chains are still there. In the silence wrapped in black mist, such silence can be rather unsettling.
Jiang Luo licked his lips, his legs moved, he listened sideways for a long time, frowned impatiently and said, " Chi You."
Chi You saw the three moles on Jiang Luo's waist.
All his movements stopped momentarily and he gazed at the place for a long time before he touched the three moles.
Jiang Luo shudders at the slapdash tingle.
The evil spirit suddenly lowered his head and kissed and licked up the piece of flesh. He bit and sucked repeatedly, as if the flesh was about to be chewed up by him. Jiang Luo's eyes fluttered and his struggle became violent, "What are you doing?"
The evil spirit's hand pressed forcefully against Jiang Luo's abdomen, stopping Jiang Luo's movements, still kissing the three moles, "This is proof that you belong to me."
"Fuck off!"
The evil spirit lifted himself up and came to his ear.
"Do you know what this means?" He, "It means you can conceive an heir for me."
Chi You's palm runs over Jiang Luo's firm stomach.
"It's a shame you're a man and can't carry my child." He sighed falsely, and his words changed, expectantly, "But what if it's not possible that you're so gifted that you could, by chance?"
Jiang Luo's bones bristled for a moment at the touch, and he suppressed the chill that ran up his back as he sneered, "Are you stupid?"
The evil spirit said, "You have a mouth ......"
He lowered his head and kissed the human who had spoken foully.
*
Chi You certainly didn't do it.
He simply tasted Jiang Luo's entire body, bound his limbs and blindfolded him as a punishment.
When it was over, he reluctantly left. Jiang Luo is already flushed and trembling from his punishment, his powerful and beautiful body covered in marks, large and small, deep and shallow.
The strong, lean waist, powerful thighs and the chest that the evil spirits love have become the hardest hit areas.
Chi You has released Jiang Luo, whose nose is sweating and he doesn't want to move at all.
The evil spirit offered to dress Jiang Luo, but did not put Jiang Luo's underwear on.
The top is still the same, except for the change in the trousers, no one would ever be able to tell what Jiang Luo has been through, nor would they ever think that Jiang Luo's body, covered by his clothes, is covered with the marks of having been loved by evil spirits.
Just by looking at these traces, one can see the evil spirits' obsession with humans.
Jiang Luo's face is expressionless as the evil spirits pack up.
A satisfied Chi You finally said, "Well, what kind of partnership do you want to talk to me about?"
