Dawn Star Lone Island

In the evening, there was another goose-feather-like snow in the sky, and it fell into the courtyard one after another.

Chu Feiyang had no patience, scared Little Stone with a black face, and wanted to send him to the bedroom. Little Stone still clung to the door and didn't let go, saying that he didn't want to go to bed obediently.

"What are you doing? It's still early, so it doesn't matter if he stays for a while." Jun Shuying, who was holding the book shrunk in the wide chair, couldn't pass it out.

"It doesn't matter you, I matter." Chu Feiyang stubbornly cut the railroad, picking up a small stone, regardless of whether he stretched out his hand and yelled at Jun Shuying nonchalantly, patted his little back and went to his bedroom. Go.

Seeing Jun Shuying, the little stone shook his head, still indulging in the scroll in his hand, and ignoring him, instantly froze and hung on Chu Feiyang unhappy.

Chu Feiyang put the little stone in his crib, stripped off his clothes in twos and threes, and pulled the quilt to cover him. Little Stone pouted and ignored him aggrievedly. Chu Feiyang clicked on the tip of his nose amusedly: "Smelly boy, sleep well." He turned off the light and closed the door, and went to the study to find Jun Shuying.

Jun Shuying was fascinated by the book while she was holding the book. He heard two soft whistles in his ear and looked up, only to see Chu Feiyang leaning against the door, looking at him with a smile.

"Let's go." Chu Feiyang touched his chin, smiled maliciously, "Come back to the room with me."

For so many years, Jun Shuying has long been accustomed to his behavior. At this time, she was too lazy to respond even a little bit, and she lowered her eyelashes to look at the book in her hand.

Chu Feiyang didn't care, and he walked to Jun Shuying's seat and squatted down with his arms, smiled and touched the good animal skins on the chair, and slid onto Jun Shuying's thigh smoothly. Mosuo up carefully.

"It's okay if you don't want to go back to the room, I haven't done that with you in this study..." As he said, he slid into Jun Shuying's shirt with his left hand, and touched it in a familiar way.

Jun Shuying grabbed his messy wrist, threw away the scroll in his hand, and said helplessly: "Go back to the room."

Chu Feiyang moved his fingers, fumbled to the soft spot on the left side of the warm chest, bent his fingers and scratched it twice.

Jun Shuying frowned and tried to pull his hand out. Chu Feiyang's lips provoked a smile, and he used his strength to prevent Jun Shuying from being satisfied, but he gently rubbed his fingers there.

Jun Shuying wanted to get up and avoid, saying: "Enough, don't be here..."

Chu Feiyang stood up and pressed him back into the chair. He also leaned down and pressed it down. He sucked on Jun Shuying’s lips and put it on his face and smiled: “I said before going back to the room. You ignore it. In that case, how can I go against your will..."

"A bunch of nonsense..." Jun Shuying closed her eyes slightly, endured the messy finger on her left chest, and tried her best to suppress the increasingly turbulent breathing.

"So, if I call you in the future, you have to agree. Otherwise, I don't care...put you...in place...Dhamma." Chu Feiyang gently kissed down along Jun Shuying's raised neck, and pulled her right hand. Guo Jun Shuying's hands were interlaced with ten fingers, but the messy left hand was pulled out, and she slowly pulled the clothes on Jun Shuying's chest along with the kiss, revealing a piece of skin on the chest that has fine texture but has not seen the sun for a long time, and is rude Tugged downwards, exposing the two blushing spots on his chest to the cold outside.

Chu Feiyang gently licked and kissed all the way, and then slowly slid to the left. Jun Shuying touched Chu Feiyang's long hair with one hand, didn't know whether he wanted to push it away or hug it, and opened his mouth and said, "Hit the door."

Chu Feiyang paid no attention to him. He only took a gentle breath at the ruddy spot on the left that stood up slightly after being rubbed by him. He felt the hand heavier on the top of his head. He raised his lips and smiled, sticking his tongue out there. After licking around for a few times, he opened his mouth and wrapped it in his lips and tongue to comfort him.

The sound of breathing from above his head became more and more turbulent, and Chu Feiyang teased everything he could, carefully soothing the point that wanted to stand up. Until the place became bigger and stiffer than before, he spit out gently, smiled and put out his slender finger, sandwiched that point between the fingers, gently kneaded and played, and then dropped one after another on the chest. Kiss lightly.

"Why are you..." Jun Shuying twisted her body impatiently. While being played with vigorous means on one side, he was left in the cold without any comfort. The feeling of extreme imbalance made him a little uncomfortable.

Chu Feiyang looked up at him, leaned forward and kissed his lips lightly, looking directly into Jun Shuying's eyes with smiling eyes, but his actions did not stop for a moment.

"What's wrong? What do you want from me?" Chu Feiyang asked with a smile.

"..." Jun Shuying didn't open her eyes, silently raised her hand to cover Chu Feiyang's hand, trying to move him away.

Chu Feiyang slid down again, grabbed Jun Shuying's hand and kissed him, pulling his finger and pressing it to his right chest. Jun Shuying froze for a moment, and quickly pulled her hand away. Chu Feiyang let him also, smiling and licking at the point that was a little upright because of a touch. When Jun Shuying sighed, Chu Feiyang stopped again.

"You want me to... here too," Chu Feiyang scratched with his fingertips around there seemingly, and smiled: "Just answer one of my questions."

"Asshole...what's the problem?" Jun Shuying asked unsteadily.

"You said in the afternoon that Broken Sword came when you were chasing and killing a gangster. I know that although you love troubles, you won't be so boring to chase and kill some inferior gangster for no reason. What is it?" Chu Feiyang Calmly said idly.

"You... just to ask this?" Jun Shuying looked up at him strangely.

Chu Feiyang deliberately licked the red dot on his left chest obscenely under his gaze, causing Jun Shuying to feel unstable again, and even the roots of his ears became red.

"Just ask this, don't you say it?" Chu Feiyang rogue said.

"You... are really boring. As I said, I do my own things by my own principles." Jun Shuying turned her head and said.

"Don't tell me?" Chu Feiyang raised his eyebrows, kneaded his left hand with some strength, and continued to bury his face downward. Just come by yourself." Chu Feiyang pulled the belt around his waist, raised his face and smiled: "You can make yourself very comfortable as well..."

Jun Shuying stiffened, feeling a loose waist. Chu Feiyang had already taken off the strap and threw it aside, the fingers on his left chest were still raging.

"Enough of you..." Jun Shuying said.

Chu Feiyang looked up at him.

Jun Shuying swallowed, and the drool slid across her dry throat, a bit stinging: "Those little gongs and drums choreograph your story in the teahouse, ruining your reputation..."

Before he could finish his words, Chu Feiyang suddenly pressed on him, his bright eyes flashed with burning light: "You, it is because of this?! You Jun Shuying, have you ever cared how others think of you? ! You are just for..."

Chu Feiyang kissed Jun Shuying's lips fiercely. Jun Shuying raised his head to endure his lips and tongue raging. Chu Feiyang seemed to have lost the patience he had previously played carefully. He hurriedly pulled on the clothes of the two of them, gnawing and biting, leaving countless marks on Jun Shuying’s chest, and opened his mouth to hold the slightly erect red dot on the right. A little soothed with his lips and tongue roughly.

Jun Shuying also stood up a little impatiently, and overflowed from her mouth with a light hum of panting.

When both of them were a little confused and infatuated, they heard a rush of knocks from outside the courtyard, and several loud calls came into the hall through the wind and snow.