Thriller Tour Group

Misstep.

An Xuefeng thought, it seemed that what Wei Xun lacked was not happiness.

They are all grown men. It is easy to think the wrong way when saying "You make me happy". Even An Xuefeng held his breath for a moment, and then he quickly calmed down.

It is important to check Wei Xun's situation first and confirm his current specific situation.

"Can't you feel better?"

Grabbing Wei Xun's hand that reached his cheek at some point, An Xuefeng stared at him, as if his eyes could see through Wei Xun's body and see his deepest essence. He was looking for the 'punishment' that Wei Xun received.

Obviously he couldn't see ***'s face, but Wei Xun instinctively felt that An Xuefeng was 'looking' at him. This kind of look was extremely existential and aggressive, like a sharp knife cutting open inch by inch. The shell leaves the deepest soul with no place to hide and is exposed to the blue sky and daylight.

But Wei Xun did not curl up or resist the obstruction. Instead, he straightened his waist and stretched out in front of An Xuefeng, like a flower blooming wantonly. He even took off the half-broken mask and revealed his true face in front of An Xuefeng. The corners of his mouth were still pursed, but there was a little more smile in his blue eyes.

"That's up to you."

Whether I can be happy or not depends on you.

Wei Xun knew that An Xuefeng understood, and he also knew that he had guessed correctly. Just An Xuefeng's gaze made his body feel hot. That exciting, irrepressible sense of stimulation surges from the blood to the whole body like an electric current. The threshold for unlimited elevation seems to be loosening.

"call--"

A thick, airtight cloak covered him, and the moment Wei Xun took off his mask. Even though An Xuefeng strengthened the shielding again the moment he came to use his * * * identity, it was like instinct to help Wei Xun hide his true identity.

The principal's cloak is very wide and long, and does not allow any light to shine through. But even so, in order to cover Wei Xun who was lying directly on the ground, An Xuefeng also leaned down at the same time. He cannot break away from the cloak, otherwise the existence of the person in charge will be a mental burden for Wei Xun.

The fabric of the cloak was incredibly smooth, flowing down An Xuefeng's back like mercury, touching the ground left and right, shrouding him and Wei Xun in darkness like a fence. As a result, the distance between the two was extremely close. An Xuefeng glanced at Wei Xun disapprovingly, taking off the mask too carelessly.

But Wei Xun didn't look at him. Wei Xun was busy pressing the corner of the cloak. After seeing that there was no problem, he took advantage of the situation and rolled forward, moving himself onto the cloak. The right corner of the cloak was bent inward and was pinned under Wei Xun.

The floor is dirty.

The cloak was pulled, bringing the two closer. However, there was only one punch away. An Xuefeng stood on the ground with one hand and his body was very stable. However, the cape of the person in charge was not an ordinary sheet. The choice of this cloak with water patterns was a tacit understanding between him and ***. An Xuefeng This is why we can temporarily borrow the identity of the principal.

The water patterns on the cloak flowed as if they were real, and the light vapor filled the air, as if it was the ocean that sank Daxizhou. But now Wei Xun's body seemed to be calm, with a faint vapor floating on it, which was the crow badge that had absorbed a drop of water. This tiny resonance made An Xuefeng's breath hitch.

It was as if I had returned to the dead, cold deep sea in an instant, where the sun could not reach, it was dark and oppressive, without any light.

But there is a butterfly in the deep sea.

Wei Xun rested on his wavy cloak, his soft hair shining white, like the scales of a butterfly. This soft and beautiful white butterfly flew in the deep sea and shed a soft white light, attracting the attention of the ugly and terrifying monster hiding in the deep sea.

The butterfly shouldn't be in the deep ocean, but the monster wants to keep it.

I want to hide it in the deep sea.

Hidden in the deep sea that only he can see.

"You're not going to feel good...it's a threshold thing."

An Xuefeng's voice was still calm, but the possessiveness that could not be concealed was revealed from his dark eyes. The more serious he was and the calmer he appeared, the more contrasting this possessiveness became, and the more irritating Wei Xun felt. .

Are butterflies really unaware that monsters are watching?

Not really.

It looks like it is flying freely, and the scale powder it shakes off inadvertently is a bait to attract monsters.

It looks so fragile yet so cunning.

Who is the prey and who is the hunter?

Wei Xun wanted to speak, but An Xuefeng covered his mouth one step ahead. An Xuefeng pressed him firmly to the ground with great force, leaving red marks on Wei Xun's face with his fingers.

This powerful, irresistible, and unquestionable repressive force gives people an almost suffocating sense of oppression, as if they are an object that can be manipulated at will in the opponent's hands, as powerless as a newborn cub.

But he loved it.

Wei Xun's hot breath was trembling, and he felt it.

The stronger the hunter is, the more he likes it.

But it wasn't enough, he wasn't happy yet. This feeling of being unable to express was really unbearable. Although my mouth was covered and my body was suppressed, my legs could still move. Wei Xun couldn't bear to kick his legs, as if urging him, but he didn't know where he touched, and An Xuefeng's body froze.

* * *Some of the missing things were completed after his intervention, even an unprecedented reaction. After all, they are one, and they are only complete when they are truly integrated.

Ordinary people's joys, sorrows, emotions, and desires, things that were originally as blurry as if covered with a gauze, suddenly became clear with the addition of rich and gorgeous colors.

So much so that An Xuefeng had to take a deep breath in order to maintain a steady voice.

"Happiness is divided into spiritual happiness, psychological happiness, and physical happiness."

Listening to the voice alone, you can't detect any emotional ups and downs at all, just like reading a work report in a serious book.

"It only takes one party to break the threshold to weaken the hotel's blockade in this area."

"Woo-"

I want them all!

Wei Xun gave the order, but An Xuefeng didn't listen and thought to himself: "If this relieves your pain, you may not be able to bear it before reaching the threshold."

Release the pain and negative emotions in the mental illusion, so that Wei Xun feels better, this is spiritual. But Wei Xun has accumulated too much pain, and there will be no other positive feedback before he breaks through the threshold, and he won't even feel any psychological relief.

It hurt him too much.

"So I will choose the method that can solve your problem the fastest - I will cause you some physical pleasure in a while."

An Xuefeng comforted him: "Don't worry, relax, we are providing serious help, you don't need to be under too much pressure, and you don't need to have any psychological shadow-"

"Woo!"

Wei Xun was impatient to listen to his chatter and straightened up his waist. An Xuefeng's words stopped abruptly. He felt Wei Xun's physiological changes.

This made the strings in his mind tense instantly, but he still maintained his composure and controlled the overall situation. Only in this way could he observe whether Wei Xun's threshold had been broken.

But uncontrollably, his movements became more brutal and fierce. Without hesitation, An Xuefeng directly stretched out his hand.

"Well--"

Did An Xuefeng really take action?

Wei Xun let out a surprised groan, and even felt a little uncomfortable because of the too strong feeling, and wanted to hide aside. But this time he was suppressed by An Xuefeng and had no place to hide.

"Well, well—"

The muffled hum was supplemented by a vague and deep nasal sound. Wei Xun quickly adapted to it, squinted his eyes and began to enjoy it. An Xuefeng, An Xuefeng——

The person 'serving' him at the moment is An Xuefeng.

Just this realization gave Wei Xun a huge sense of physical and psychological pleasure and satisfaction. Even though the feeling of pleasure has not fully recovered, this kind of stimulation made him want to release immediately.

"Hmm?"

But on the eve of his release, he was choked and stopped abruptly.

This feeling was really uncomfortable. Wei Xun made a confused and protesting sound, but he heard An Xuefeng softly say:

"You haven't reached the threshold of pleasure yet."

"Three hours... too many times, it's not good for your health."

Wei Xun:? ? ?

Is this a human job? ?

But before he had time to protest, An Xuefeng moved again. Wei Xun tensed his body, like a boat in the waves of the sea. He grabbed randomly with his hands, and finally wrapped his arms around An Xuefeng's neck to stabilize his body. But this time it stopped suddenly when it was about to reach its peak. Wei Xun was so angry that he wanted to lift An Xuefeng directly and do it himself.

But no, he was completely suppressed and fell into a situation where he could not disobey and was at the mercy of others. The peaks came to an abrupt end again and again, and Wei Xun's resistance became more and more fierce. When he found that no matter how he resisted, An Xuefeng was as solid as a rock and suppressed him, completely unwavering, but secret happiness arose in his heart.

It was too strong, strong enough to make him want to challenge, but also strong enough to make him feel at ease. He knew that under An Xuefeng's control, no matter how much he unleashed or even lost control, there would be no problem. This person could suppress him. The connection between the tour guide and the tourists, the feeling of spiritual fusion and soul connection, makes Wei Xun even more at ease.

The accumulation again and again, the interruption again and again, in the end made Wei Xun almost in a trance. He was covered in sweat, and his face was covered with uncontrollable physiological tears. As soon as An Xuefeng put his hand on it, he subconsciously started to tremble all over. Trembling, he couldn't even touch it, so that when he was finally allowed to be released, his mind was filled with white light.

Unprecedented, the accumulated pleasure came over him, overwhelming him. Physically, mentally, and spiritually, they all reached an extreme point. He was so happy that he couldn't help himself.

The threshold of pleasure has been broken.

Wei Xun's chest rose and fell violently, and his body stretched like a bow. He gasped, and then he realized that An Xuefeng's hand had moved away from his face and no longer covered his mouth.

So happy, so refreshing - Wei Xun couldn't help but close his arms, still holding An Xuefeng's neck. An Xuefeng seemed to be distracted, but he was actually pulled down like this.

Then Wei Xun kissed him.

"boom!"

The sound coming from inside the house made Yu Hehui and Tong Hege look over instantly.

"What fell to the ground??"

Yu Hehui couldn't help but take two steps forward, but was forced back by the power of the person in charge. He could only listen attentively.

"It seems like everything is okay inside."

Tong Hege was also worried and couldn't help but look at the phantom cat squatting at the door of the house.

"The cat is fine... Director Cui should be fine too."

* *

"boom--"

It was the sound of An Xuefeng's fist hitting the ground so hard that it almost made the ground tremble. Wei Xun didn't expect that he would have such a big reaction. Just after the kiss, he was pushed back by An Xuefeng. Fortunately, An Xuefeng's palm was placed on the back of his head in time to prevent Wei Xun's head from hitting him. on the ground.

"Don't hit me."

An Xuefeng's voice was hoarse, filled with unbearable heat, like a violent beast, completely losing his calmness just now - Wei Xun's kiss broke his precarious sanity. Is the rock really as hard as it looks on the outside? Who knows how many cracks it has inside.

Do you really think I won't do anything to you? ?

This sentence was suppressed by An Xuefeng. He closed his eyes, but he could not suppress the rising and strong emotions. The words were almost forced out from between his teeth: "Is this the kind of relationship we have?"

Is it a kissing relationship?

"Don't play with me."

I can't afford it.

It was suppressed to the extreme, like the warning roar of a ferocious beast. It drew a line and stood guard outside the line with furry hair. Wei Xun slowly came to his senses after the initial surprise, and then he laughed.

The smile became brighter and brighter. Wei Xun didn't say anything, but he raised his leg and wanted to wrap it around An Xuefeng. An Xuefeng just wanted to avoid it, but found that Wei Xun's legs were unnaturally tight - he had cramps. Too much depression and one-time release made his calves cramp. Wei Xun had no sense of pain and could not feel it, but An Xuefeng felt it.

The retreating movement turned into grabbing Wei Xun's feet, taking off his shoes and pinching his toes to make his cramps go away as quickly as possible.

"Pay more attention to your body."

An Xuefeng's face was still dark, but after saying these words, his aura softened. Wei Xun brazenly put his legs on his knees, and An Xuefeng just glanced at him, and then used professional techniques to massage his calves to unblock the muscles.

His hand was very strong, but Wei Xun would not feel any pain, only the comfort after relief.

"Hey, Captain An."

Wei Xun spoke lazily, his voice a little hoarse, and chuckled: "You are very law-abiding, right?"

An Xuefeng glanced sideways at him.

"I'm sorry that I always trouble you so much."

Even though he said this, Wei Xun didn't show any embarrassment at all.

"How about we develop a legal kissing relationship?"

Wei Xun said briskly.

After the cramp passed, An Xuefeng put his shoes on again. He didn't show that his heart was throbbing just now, but said without raising his head: "Not a bed partner."

This blocked Wei Xun back. He frowned and wanted to pull An Xuefeng's cloak, but at this moment.

"Meow--"

There was a faint meow, like a resentful cat calling for life. An Xuefeng's first reaction was to cover Wei Xun with his cloak. Then he looked up and saw that the old-fashioned door was pushed open a crack.

A pair of cat eyes stared at them from outside the door.