MTL - Counterattacking the Submissive Role!-Chapter 51 [To the whistle] Guide attack 7

Jun also thought that he still needed to spend more words, such as how scumbag his physique was, and he couldn't bear the bravery of the sentinel...

Unexpectedly, when he just mentioned it, Xiao Luke took the lubricant, got up on his knees, and turned his hands with his wet fingers without any pretence.

The muscles that contracted and tightened due to inhalation saw Jun also suffocate, and he couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

This should be the biggest physical difference between Xiao Lun and his other world partners, and for the first time, Jun is also obsessed with muscles.

From the most superficial point of view, when I met the young master, the first thing I liked was that the other party was more delicate than a woman; when I met Gu Juexiu, it was only because of curiosity about the way the mermaid mates.

And the little withdrawn... It should be the masculine muscles on the other side that lured him to a high appetite.

Really want to take a bite...

Must be very springy and chewy.

While Jun was staring at Hughes coveting, Hughes was also paying attention to Jun Ye's reaction.

He had never seen what the guide looked like when he was physically hot, but he had heard many descriptions of it.

No matter which version of the description it is, the guide will be soft to a puddle, just spread his legs, sobbing and begging for the sentinel's gift, or he will wrap around the sentinel with enthusiasm, in short, it will not be like this.

His guide looked at him as if he were watching a plate of fried rice ready to serve.

It's already very slippery, do you really want to sit?

Hugh's heart clenched, and he was questioned by his conscience.

That is the guide you need to take care of all your life. Even if he is sick, you can't take him into your arms and love him to achieve a permanent union. You can't put your desires on such a little guide who doesn't understand the world for your own selfish desires.

That's a guide that needs your pampering...

That's your guide... a guide that can bond with you...

Hughes put down the empty medicine tube, wiped his fingers on the thin quilt, and stretched out his hand to hold Jun Ye's ankle.

Conscience or something, how can it be more important to combine with the guide.

Jun Ye didn't know the tangled storm in Xiao Gu Se's heart, so he took off his clothes and trousers, raised his head and exchanged a wet kiss with Xiao Gu Se.

Hughes controlled his desire to go deep, and every kiss was a shallow taste.

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Under the faint blue light, the sturdy dark sentinel tightened his muscles and squatted up and down on the bed.

The sick little guide trembled and coughed from time to time, like an oxygen-deficient carp hopping on the shore.

...

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The next morning.

Ding-

jingle-

Ding-bang-bang-bang-

After the doorbell rang three times, and looking at the bedroom door that shook almost from the wall, Hughes let go of the sleeping guide who was huddled in his arms, pulled a nightgown and put it on, and reluctantly helped him get out of bed.

Walking to the door, Hughes put down the hand on his waist and opened the door calmly.

The door opened, and at the same time, a hard leather boot sole magnified before his eyes.

Hughes quickly dodged and pulled behind him. Hughes frowned invisibly, looking at the culprit who was being held by others, and he unconsciously took on a bit of hostility.

His Majesty the Emperor, who was able to stabilize his body only after being held by his daughter-in-law, had a very unpleasant expression on his face.

He didn't open it early or late, but he opened the door when he was about to kick it. This sentinel is very scheming.

The emperor quickly glanced at Hughes, who had red and swollen lips covered in his nightgown, snorted coldly, and pulled the robe to go inside.

The emperor noticed that the sentinel in front of him frowned, but how could His Majesty care about the idea of ​​a sentinel who bullied his son?

Eyes raised, feet raised...

Then... His Majesty the Emperor was grabbed by the wrist and pulled out by someone behind him.

His Majesty the Emperor stared blankly at the Queen who passed over him: "..."

Wronged! Angry! How could you treat me like this, Queen!

The emperor followed with the eagerness of the quantum beast, but the queen turned her head back like she had eyes behind her.

Looking at the emperor and the red-haired lion, the queen frowned in displeasure and said solemnly, "We're all waiting outside."

The youngest son is a guide. At this time, the situation is still unclear. How can the sentinel be allowed to enter the dormitory?

After the queen explained it, she went inside. He believed that the emperor would definitely not come in after saying that.

Then there was a slamming sound of the door.

The queen glanced behind her in surprise, and the dark sentinel had loosened the door handle and walked over.

The queen didn't say anything, he had already walked to the bedside.

On the bed, his youngest son curled up into a small ball, with the tip of his nose buried in the quilt on one side, sniffing and dawdling, as if he was looking for something, and he couldn't sleep well.

The sheet on that side was obviously sunken, and someone was lying there not long ago.

Hughes bypassed the queen, sat down on the head of the bed, stretched out a hand, and gently placed it in front of the little guide on the bed.

The little guide rubbed the tip of his nose lightly to feel it, as if confirming something, he pressed his face on the back of the hand with satisfaction, wrapped the hand in the quilt, and hugged the sentry's arm.

Her Majesty the Queen, who was worried about her son being bullied all night: "..."