The villain of Quick Transmigration, he was arched again

Chapter 289 What to do if I was forcibly kept in captivity by a loyal little wolf dog 【8】

Jiang Lin's slender hands rested on both sides of Yue Luo's body.

The warm-colored wall light shines on the heads of the two, and the light orange halo fits on the two of them.

The aroma of the wine in the room is fragrant, floating between the two of them, every breath seems to stimulate people's nerves.

Jiang Lin leaned down and slowly approached Yue Luo who was still unconscious.

The latter was lazily lying flat on the soft bed, with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes resting on his soft eyelids, casting a slender shadow.

It looked so peaceful.

Jiang Lin lowered his eyes and kissed the other's lips that had been moistened by the wine.

Yue Luo, who still had his eyes closed, didn't seem to know what happened or what was approaching him, and even opened his lips curiously, pandering to him without any resistance.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but kissed deeper.

The tip of his tongue caressed the other's lips as if inquiring, penetrated between the slightly parted lips, and licked the tip of Yue Luo's teeth and the upper hall. The feeling is generally calm and introverted.

Finally, Yue Luo seemed to have sensed something, and slightly opened his drunken eyes, facing Jiang Lin's obsidian-like dark and turbulent eyes.

The distance between the two is just a stone's throw away.

Yue Luo froze for a moment, his confused consciousness was unable to deal with the situation in front of him.

He only faintly felt that the other party was especially familiar, which reassured him.

Subconsciously, Yue Luo raised his arms and hugged the opponent's waist. Even with clothes blocking him, he could still feel the opponent's thinness.

However, Jiang Lin was like a fuse being completely ignited, and his eyes were completely darkened. He knelt on both sides of Yue Luo's thighs, bent his hand and took Yue Luo's hand away from his waist, held the wrist, and pressed on the bed.

The next day...

Yue Luo slowly woke up from the hangover, but he didn't have a severe headache and drowsiness. Instead, he was a little tired and weak.

He rubbed his forehead and opened his eyes. After a delay of two seconds, he realized that his body was naked. Looking down, he could see dots of hickey marks.

Not only that, but not far from the tailbone, there was also a strange and subtle feeling.

Yue Luo's expression instantly became unspeakable, and his memory slowly came back.

He sat up, without any clothes on his upper body, and looked around the suite with condensed eyes.

Immediately, he caught the eyes of Jiang Lin who was walking in.

The other party was neatly dressed, still expressionless, as if everything that happened last night was his hallucination.

Yue Luo pursed his lips tightly, squinted his eyes, trying to see what was wrong with the other party's expression, but no, Jiang Lin was still indifferent, not seeing the loss of control last night at all.

Seeing this, Yue Luo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly.

Such a familiar feeling, Jiang Lin is that pervert who didn't run away, but he has been indifferent to him, indifferent, even if he did... still so indifferent?

Pretend or real?If it's pretending, then the acting is too good.

Yue Luo secretly ground his teeth, thinking about how to teach this guy a lesson.

"Master, do you want to get up?" Jiang Lin put the exquisite dining car away, walked over, and asked quietly.

Yue Luo looked at him, glared at him deliberately with a bad attitude, and didn't answer.

Jiang Lin didn't respond to this, he just lowered his calm pupils, Yue Luo looked at it, and couldn't help biting the corner of his lips.

With a bad tone, he asked calmly, "What's going on?"

He was referring to these marks on himself.

However, Yue Luo did not expect that Jiang Lin would answer so bluntly, with a low voice: "Master, we did it."

Yue Luo: "..."

If there was a mirror in front of him, he would definitely be able to see his expression from stunned to stunned to angry.

Yue Luo was silent for half a minute before holding back a word: "You go out first."

Hearing Jiang Lin's words, Jiang Lin raised his eyes quickly, and glanced at him. Yue Luo was too embarrassed to pay attention to the complicated and obscure information contained in it.

After Jiang Lin silently followed suit and left the suite, Yue Luo heaved a sigh of relief. While picking up the clothes he had taken off from the carpet and throwing them into the changing basket, he thought about Jiang Lin's attitude.

Suddenly, he noticed——

His body was dry and clean, except for the hickey marks, there was nothing messy left, and it was obvious that he had been washed by someone.

And the sheets and quilt were all changed before he was allowed to sleep.

Everything was carefully and orderly, except for the clothes that had been taken off, which were simply thrown on the ground in a mess.

As if to remind him how intense last night was.

Yue Luo frowned slightly, and when he picked up his pajamas and put them on, he inexplicably thought, Jiang Lin didn't leave these clothes here on purpose, for him to see?

Otherwise, after all the chaos has been dealt with in an orderly manner, it is unreasonable to leave such conspicuous pieces of clothing on the carpet.

Yue Luo slowly buttoned up the pajamas, and a guess emerged in his heart. Apart from his taciturn character, did the pervert in this dungeon also have a lot of worries because of his different identities?

Thinking about it this way, he could understand the previous performance of the other party.

But understanding doesn't mean letting go.

Yue Luo pursed his lips, looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly smiled, then he might as well take advantage of his status this time to deal with that pervert.

When Jiang Lin was called back, it was already two hours later.

Yue Luo was still in his pajamas, probably already had lunch, and the mess was taken away, and the dining car was no longer in the suite.

Jiang Lin stood where he usually stood, looking at Yue Luo, who was lazily leaning on the sofa and watching the entertainment program on the projection device, without saying a word.

Yue Luo also ignored him for the time being, and picked up the show by himself, and suddenly paused.

He looked at the female star with a bright smile on the screen, glanced at Jiang Lin, and said casually: "She looks very cute, how about you say I'm going to pursue her?"

Jiang Lin heard the words calmly, but did not answer.

Yue Luo tried his best to hold back the interest that was almost irrepressible, and still said with a serious face: "Why, are you still worried about whether I will punish you? Don't worry, I just pretended to be your wish last night, don't worry..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Luo fell silent. Looking at Jiang Lin's increasingly cold expression, he felt inexplicably guilty of committing suicide.

It's not that I'm afraid of being beaten.

Slowing down, Yue Luo turned his eyes away, turned off the device like a cover-up, and said, "Hey, why don't you talk. If you have nothing to say, come over and massage my waist."

At this moment, his waist seemed to be sour from overuse.

Only then did Jiang Lin finally move, and in silence, he stretched his long legs and approached the sofa.

He asked Yue Luo to lie down, and he squatted down next to the sofa, his slender fingers pressed precisely on Yue Luo's slightly sore position through the thin pajamas.

Yue Luo couldn't help squinting her beautiful eyes comfortably, with her curly and long eyelashes closed, looking at it from the side, it was especially alluring.

The delicate young man who has always been wanton and unruly is lying on his stomach so peacefully at this moment, his snow-white skin is exposed from the collar and cuffs of his pajamas.

Jiang Lin looked even more thirsty, and he lowered his eyes.

Yue Luo tilted his head, saw his expressionless face, raised his eyebrows, raised his chin with his hand and asked, "How did it happen last night?"

When Jiang Lin heard this, the movements of his hands paused, and he looked at him.

Yue Luo casually said, "Could it be that I forced you?"

Jiang Lin denied: "It's not..."

"What does that mean?" Yue Luo hooked his lips, brushed his hand away, and simply lay on his side instead of lying on his side, looking at him with a pair of clear eyes like hooks, "Do you like men?"

"No..." Jiang Lin denied again, but did not explain anything.

Yue Luo waited, but he didn't wait until he continued to speak, so he couldn't help but pursed the corners of his lips—this guy really cherishes words like gold.

Simply sitting up, Yue Luo looked at Jiang Lin and said, "So you mean, do you like me?"

Jiang Lin was silent this time.

"Is this the default?" Yue Luo's voice was weak and lazy, and he leaned his back against the sofa.

Jiang Lin didn't look at him, nor did he answer, but it was obvious that the answer was yes.

Seeing this, Yue Luo held back his pleasure, and pretended to be superior and arrogant.

Lifting the feet with small bones, the cotton slippers gently fell on the floor, and the feet wrapped in snow-white socks came to Jiang Lin's high-quality trousers.

The moment he made contact, Yue Luo clearly felt the other person's body froze.

"Master?" Jiang Lin still lowered his eyes, not looking at him, his steady voice seemed a little hoarse.

Yue Luo paused when he heard the sound, and subconsciously wanted to stop this profligate action that was tantamount to adding fuel to the flames, but then he thought that Jiang Lin had to obey his orders now.

So what if you are dissatisfied?

Still have to endure.

Yue Luo was instantly happy.

He squinted his eyes, put his hands on the sofa on both sides of his body, carelessly through the fabric, and said as if playing with the other party: "You reacted so quickly, you really..."

Yue Luo didn't go on with the rest of the words, it was enough when the meaning was reached.

Jiang Lin pursed his lips, a slight hint of patience appeared in his eyes.

Yue Luo thought for a while, then hooked his lips and said, "Well, I don't hate you either. If I want to solve any needs in the future, I can consider you."

After finishing speaking, Yue Luo suppressed the complacent villain in his heart, rubbed the soles of the other party's feet willfully through the trousers a few times, then put them back, and put on the cotton slippers again.

He didn't look at Jiang Lin's reaction anymore, he got up happily, stretched himself comfortably, and prepared to go to sleep for a while.

And Jiang Lin was behind him, his expression remained unchanged, his gaze went from the young man's slender ankles to his thin back.

The corner of the clothes that was raised slightly due to stretching revealed the delicate white skin around the waist, and there was a small bluish mark on the right back of the waist that he left last night.

When pinching the opponent's waist, it was probably too hard.

He never thought that the other party would react like this.

It was neither an absolute rejection, nor a complete acceptance. That dispensable attitude made him inexplicably feel uneasy, and at the same time, he was provoked by a strong desire.

The young man when he was drunk last night was especially cooperative. The two fit in very well, but the other party when he was sober made him want to touch and suppress him even more, so that he could no longer calmly say those annoying words.

Jiang Lin gradually closed his eyes, got up and paused, moved his slender fingers slightly, and walked towards Yue Luo.

Yue Luo didn't think much about it, and was just about to lift the quilt and want to lie down, but was caught off guard by Jiang Lin from behind.