The young man once had a strong character, but he could not withstand the wild sands of the Western Regions. The smoke in the desert and drinking under the moon are not as beautiful as what the poet wrote.
The man on the horse stretched out a hand, and Song Yi took it. As soon as he exerted force, Song Yi was on the horse.
Liang Yunqi led him on horseback until everyone disappeared except for the two of them.
As soon as the horse stopped, Song Yi turned his head, took Liang Yunqi's lips in his mouth, stuck out his tongue, licked and bit it. Liang Yunqi let him bite a few times, then turned back and wrapped his lips with his mouth, tongue and tongue touching each other until both sides were breathless.
Liang Yunqi touched his chiseled face and cried.
Song Yi wiped his tears and smiled lightly like Feng Qingyun before, "Why are you crying?"
"You used to... Have a lot of flesh on your face."
Song Yi smiled again and said, "Is that why? You sent the shadows to protect me all the way. I didn't suffer. Now I'm seventeen, and I have clear outlines."
"I'm sorry for you."
"If it weren't for you, I would be a ghost under the sword today. Why are you sorry?"
Liang Yunqi sucked the corners of his mouth, bit his lips, and kissed him again.
This time the movement was very gentle, as if he were some kind of fragile porcelain that would break when touched, so be careful.
"I like you." Liang Yunqi let go of his mouth and whispered in his ear.
"Me too."
"I miss you so much."
"Me too."
Ps: This is my first time trying my best, and I will try writing long articles in the future.
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