After I died, I became the white moonlight of scumbag A's ex-husband

Chapter 122 I Know You Like This...

With half of his face buried in his clothes, Hang Jing only panted and didn't speak.

Zong Ying sucked his sensitive earlobe, and bit it lightly with the tips of his teeth, breathing quickly and chaotically, the water in his eyes was crimson, soaking in the spring light of the room.

"Xiaojing... Xiaojing..."

Zong Ying murmured subconsciously, causing Hang Jing's heart to burn. His body was rubbed and touched, and the fire from the rubbing and the heat from his heart burned together.

"Zong Ying──"

Feeling the heat of rubbing against the heels of his legs, Hang Jing clasped the back of Zong Ying's head buried in his chest, pulled his hair to make him look up at him, and clearly saw the desire in the other's eyes that were burning red.

If you want it so much, why don't you come in?

Is it because of this body?

Hang Jing knew in his heart that Gu Zhijin's alpha body was different from omega after all.

Although they are both thin, Alpha has a big frame, hard bones, and a lower body fat content. Although his muscles look thin, they are definitely not as soft and comfortable as Omega.

And it's also different from that as long as there is emotion or a little pheromone stimulation, it can automatically become moist and soft.

Physiologically, it is not suitable to be the bearer.

This point, Hang Jing knew it in his heart.

Zongying's lesson from the past is still vivid.

If it were him now, it shouldn't be much better.

It's good that Hang Jing doesn't care about being injured. He has a strong ability to repair himself. He doesn't feel like he can't help but struggle like before. But, what does Zong Ying think?

Does he still prefer his previous body? After all, they had a high degree of compatibility. Even though Zong Ying didn't like him before, they always had fun in bed.

Hang Jing didn't doubt Zong Ying's desire, but he couldn't help beating his heart, fearing what he would do if he couldn't satisfy Zong Ying now.

Zong Ying was still rubbing between Hang Jing's legs, exchanging a lot of pheromone kisses with him.

The overlapping bodies of the two are covered in sweat, and the sweat is fused together in one place when the limbs are intertwined, regardless of you and me.

Zongying's chest is getting hotter and hotter, and his movements are getting faster and faster, but Hang Jing's inner anxiety is gradually magnified with Zongying's movements, the brain flooded with pheromones and anxiety loses its calm, and instinct temporarily seizes the domination of the body right.

Panting quickly came out from the gap between the lips, Hang Jing grabbed Zong Ying's hand lingering around his waist and abdomen, squeezed his fingers and leaned behind him.

But when Zongying's hand touched there, he hid back. Hang Jing half opened his eyes, and the sweat from Zongying's forehead fell into his eyes.

do not care……

Hang Jing became ruthless, and stretched out a finger to go in, but was held down by Zong Ying who noticed his movement in time.

Zong Ying held his hand, pressed it on top of his head, lowered his head to smell the rich fragrance on his body, and lightly pecked his eyes, "Xiao Jing, don't do this."

"why?"

Hang Jing's voice became very hoarse, his voice was unsteady, and every word was trembling, "You obviously want it, why don't you come in?"

"Impossible..." Zongying's expression went crazy, but his body was still trying to restrain himself, "Xiaojing, you can't."

His face turned white in an instant, in stark contrast to the redness of his whole body. Hang Jing stared at Zong Ying's face, feeling helpless in his sadness: "Yes, is it because of this body? I'm no longer what I used to be, you I didn’t do it before and didn’t feel it in the end, but now I realize that I don’t like it…”

"No, no, I love Xiaojing in any way."

"I love you, as long as it's you, nothing else matters."

The turbulent desire in Zongying's body has already collapsed into a tsunami, and all emotions are doubled during the susceptible period. He already has a headache just by restraining his urge to penetrate the person under him thoroughly. He really can't stand Hang Jing still Keep tempting him.

"Xiao Jing, don't move around, I'll be fine if I come out, don't talk, and don't seduce me anymore, I really can't bear it."

Will Hang Jing be obedient?

Obviously impossible.

He raised his head high, and pressed a steamy kiss on Zongying's lower lip. When the softness touched him, he obviously felt Zongying's lower body jump violently.

"Why do you have to carry it? Zongying, as I said, I can give you whatever you want."

The last string left in Zongying's mind was stretched to the extreme, and the person below him desperately used the softness behind him to touch the scorching heat that was about to explode. He almost gritted his teeth in order to control himself. To explore the deep mystery that has been tempting him.

Although Hang Jing no longer has the skin that is highly compatible with Zongying, but the omega nature inside and his years of understanding of his own alpha can still make him like the most prodigal siren, and he can seduce people with just a few strokes Dang Yang, throwing away his helmet and armor, immediately plunged into the sea of ​​desire and pulled him to sink together.

Zong Ying was so instigated that he wished he could die on Hang Jing all the time, but he just couldn't.

The last remaining bit of persistence made him stare at the scarlet eyes, press down on the man's thighs fiercely, support his back and bring him up, face to face with his chest and abdomen, and the heat offset him, biting Hang Jing The brightly colored lips were completely blocked.

"Zong Ying, you..."

"No, Xiaojing, no."

Zong Ying kissed very hard. In the hot and humid kiss, tongue and tongue were entangled with each other, and the silver thread drawn from between the lips and teeth fell on the two of them drop by drop along the corners of the mouth, leaving patches of sticky water.

The ambiguous licking sound made all the flowers in the room blush. Zong Ying conveyed all his desire for Hang Jing to each other through suffocating kisses.

"The susceptible period, if you enter, you will get pregnant."

Zong Ying touched Hang Jing's belly and said to himself, "Xiao Jing can't get pregnant, can't get pregnant, can't..."

Hang Jing was panting from the torment, and his thinking was also faltered by the heat? It took him a long time to understand Zong Ying's meaning.

It turned out that Zong Ying was still in confusion.

He is already an alpha now and won't get pregnant, but Zong Ying can't tell the difference. The susceptible period has messed up his cognition. He only remembers that Hang Jing can't get pregnant.

It seems that it is the iron law engraved into the soul that Zong Ying can still suffocate, endure, and endure even now when he is insane and lustful. No matter how he tempts him, he will not let go of his guard.

It's just that he's pregnant

If he didn't know anything, Zong Ying's words could push him into the abyss, but now, Hang Jing just feels distressed.

This is the person he loves, to suppress the alpha nature and protect his lineage.

"Take medicine..."

Hang Jing held Zong Ying's wrist attached to his stomach, imprinted a hot kiss on the back of his hand, stared at Zong Ying, and said with a smile, "I can take medicine, and I won't get pregnant."

"Are you willing to take medicine?"

Zongying's mind was in a daze. He had the impression that Xiaojing wanted a child very much, and resisted every time he took the medicine. How could he say "Yes, you feed me, and I will take it."

Hang Jing picked up the coat he was wearing today from the ground, took out a box of throat lozenges from his pocket, opened it and handed it to Zong Ying, "Here, this, if you eat this, you won't get pregnant, what do you want to do , do it as many times as you want."

Zong Ying stared blankly at the small box in his hand, even the neurons in his dull brain were disordered.

He saw that he stretched out his hand and took out a small "pill" from the box and spread it on the palm of his hand. He had an intuition that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

He just spread his hands in the air like this, his eyes were a little stagnant, and he shook his head several times to try to sort out his chaotic mind, but Hang Jing didn't give him time to think.

Zong Ying saw that the tip of his tender red tongue took the "pill" from his palm and swallowed it into his mouth. Then, someone pulled his hand and touched the clean and protruding Adam's apple.

When Zong Ying felt the "pill" was swallowed, his Adam's apple slid up and down obviously, causing the red marks all over his neck to dance like blooming petals.

He saw the smile hanging on Hang Jing's face, and the body fluid secreted from the corner of his mouth that he kept kissing.

Hang Jing, who was dyed by lust, was alive and fragrant.

"Wait for it to digest?"

The tip of Hang Jing's nose dawdled along the lines of Zong Ying's palm, every movement seemed to be begging, and the slightly raised eyes were full of temptation.

"Yes, yes."

Zongying's mouth was dry, he swallowed unconsciously, and replied stammeringly, "Wait, wait a while."

Hang Jing snorted softly, suddenly thought of something, stood up and went into the cloakroom, opened the wardrobe in the corner, went in and searched.

Zong Ying heard the sound of the combination lock being opened. He knew that there was Hang Jing's safe in it, but he didn't know the combination and never opened it.

He saw Hang Jing come out carrying a suitcase the size of a shoebox, and opened it in front of Zongying.

The moment Zong Ying saw the contents of the box, Zong Ying's brain was on fire.

Hang Jing picked and picked inside, and found a long silver chain, with a delicate lock on one end and a glue ring on the other.

He looked up at Zongying, his face flushed: "Do you want to handcuff me again? I know you like it. Every time you do this, you will become very excited. Use this, this material will not hurt Wrists, no matter how long they are cuffed, no matter how much they struggle."

"Or there are many others here, you can pick and choose, whichever you like, you can use them all once."

Zong Ying looked at the various special "toys" in the box, and was completely stunned: "You...these..."

Hang Jing smiled and didn't answer.

He bought this when he and Zong Ying were not long together, before they had their wedding at that time.

Because of Zong Ying's behavior on the bed several times, he originally thought that Zong Ying's hobbies were rather special.

Considering that he is weak and easily injured, in order to make Zong Ying happy, he endured the shame to learn about the relevant knowledge, and bought a lot of "toys" that he thought would make Zong Ying happy.

But later he found out that Zongying just liked to torture him, not a special hobby, so there was no need for these things to exist.

Hang Jing put on the rubber handcuffs on himself, locked the other end on the head of the bed, hung the silver chain around Zongying's neck, pulled it lightly, and the small bell hanging on the chain rang crisply.

"I've already taken the medicine, and it's been enough to digest it for so long, what are you waiting for?"

He bit the tip of Zong Ying's ear, and called softly, "Husband?"

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