Xie Chi's eyes widened suddenly. He knew that only when he accumulated 1w points, he could have his brother forever, but what does the acceptance trial after the completion of the body production mean? Is that what he understood? After the shell is made, isn't it directly put into the mobile phone backpack as an object but...

In Xie Chi's field of vision, a pair of slender legs appeared, and above it was a black windbreaker, a thin waist, a broad chest, and a handsome face.

That is Xie Xinglan's body.

Xie Chi's heart suddenly burst. No, that was not Xie Xinglan's body, it was... Xie Xinglan.

He couldn't feel his brother's existence anymore, and in front of him was...Xie Xinglan who had a body for a short time.

Xie Chi's back tightened instantly, like a frightened bird, and his eyes were full of fear of nostalgia. The fingers holding the wine glass were stiff and numb and convulsed.

He imagined the scene of countless meetings. He thought he would rush to hug him for the first time. At the moment he was thinking about it, his limbs were out of control. His blood was burning, tossing, protesting, greeting, But his feet are firmly nailed to the ground, instinctively clinging to the past spiritual love model, that is the barrier he reluctantly built by hypnotizing himself repeatedly, and has successfully blocked all the restlessness and **** of his adolescence, and has penetrated into his subconscious mind. , Now it has become his biggest obstacle.

Xie Xinglan adjusted to his body in a very short time. Looking at Xie Chi, Xie Chi's face was a little pale.

Under his gaze, Xie Chi moved a step after touching the edge of the stage subconsciously.

Xie Xinglan noticed his small movements: "Very strange?"

Xie Chi shook his head, his lips moved, trying to deny, but could not speak.

Xie Xinglan approached slowly.

He is a hooligan, he doesn't have so much scruples, that is his little pool.

Xie Xinglan clamped the two disobedient hands behind Xie Chi. Xie Chi struggled twice, but was held tighter and in a subdued posture. Xie Chi leaned back slightly, the temperature on his wrists burning his heart. Panic.

Xie Xinglan’s facial features are full of aggressiveness. What is violently jumping in his eyes. He leaned forward, bent his knees and forced Xie Chi’s stiff legs away. His lips almost brushed the corners of Xie Chi’s lips: "Is this still strange?"

They were so close together, their limbs overlapped in a dangerous posture, Xie Chi could feel the temperature and reality, and his eyes were dazed.

Xie Chi was forced to meet his deep and focused eyes, and heard him say softly and gently, "I am the brother."

Passing through his body, through his eyes, Xie Chi caught a glimpse of the extremely familiar and beloved soul.

The barrier broke with this sound, Xie Chi's pale lips were stained with blood again, and his stiff, curled hands stretched out behind him, his tight lips loosened, and he said dumbly: "Brother, let me go."

"Don't run away?" Xie Xinglan stared at him and forced him to ask.

Xie Chi was staring so hot that he looked away a little uncomfortably: "Don't run away."

Xie Xinglan loosened his grip and rubbed his wrist lightly behind him: "Koike, there are less than three minutes left."

Xie Chi gritted his teeth: "I know."

"Is it inspected?" Xie Xinglan's lips traced the shape of his ears gently, "I have to try it out, it won't work before I can rework."

"What?" Xie Chi shrank back with itching, twisting his chin, "...um!"

Xie Chi stared.

The fiery male breath rushed towards his face, with the meaning of predation and occupation. None of them can kiss, nor have they kissed other lips, just because of instinctive desire, they tentatively fit together, and then they know nothing about it.

Xie Chi did not resist any more. He felt his heart beating suddenly, his blood pulse was beating frantically, his head was swollen and fainted, he could see nothing but Xie Xinglan, he could not hear anything except Xie Xinglan, he Began to cooperate with emotionlessly.

Xie Chi’s lips were soft, and Xie Xinglan kissed the deeper he kissed. To Xie Chi, Xie Xinglan was completely unfamiliar. To Xie Xinglan, Xie Chi was the way he had thought about it countless times. He imagined The taste of Xiechi was far less than what he had tasted.

It was the kid he saved by the way when he was born, but a little bit it grew into a look that made him squirm.

Their fetters have long deepened into the bone marrow, entangled in every tentacles of the soul, but they are still not satisfied, and continue to expand and expand until they fill every corner of life.

Xie Chi's fingers numb against the edge of the stage, Xie Xinglan took his hand and put it on his back.

"Close your eyes." Xie Xinglan paused briefly, panting.

"No." Xie Chi spilled two words from his lips.

Xie Xinglan covered it again, and Xie Chi used his eyes to trace his outline over and over again, to remember, to engrave, to re-recognize and to learn.

During the entanglement, Xie Xinglan's eyes changed, like a beast in heat, she wanted to rush to tear him up, tear him apart, swallow him, and chew it inch by inch.

He began to squeeze his space and began to press close to him, forcing him to retreat.

What Xie Chi felt, struggling instinctively, wanted to escape, but was held down on his hips: "Don't move."

Xie Chi didn't dare to move, his body was stiff, he felt ridiculous, but the beating and temperature in his legs were so real that his heart was going to overflow.

Xie Xinglan knew that he was a paper tiger. He opened his teeth and danced his claws and his mouth was smooth.

He tolerated and restrained, gently twisting Xie Chi's bloodshot earlobes, with a little bit of malice, and said with a low smile: "The most important thing is to test. I will try it twice outside."