Virewolf

After Tang Fuchu tidied up Liu Zhixia quickly, he tied him up firmly, and tied two more layers on his feet to prevent accidents, and finally covered him with a quilt, and sat aside and sighed.

There is a feeling that the old father has nothing to do with the mess made by his naughty son.

Liu Zhixia was probably bitten a few times, and passed out from fright, but his body was not injured much, most of them were skin trauma.

After all, he is a child of the Liu family. It is estimated that someone will come out to look for him tonight. This will cause serious trouble.

Mo Yan was pacing around the room again, his braids up and down, and then he looked at Tang Fuchu, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to get me something to eat?"

Tang Fuchu was annoyed, he propped his head and said expressionlessly, "Go and eat the leftovers from lunch, and I still have a few buns."

Mo Yan squatted down and slapped the mosquitoes flying around him, "It's too bland, I can't eat it."

"There is soy sauce, take it yourself."

Mo Yan looked at him a few more times, and went to get food without complaint.After a while he brought some things, it sounded like a light, Tang Fuchu was a little annoyed by him, cast a glance at it, and asked in a daze, "What are you doing with the sesame oil?"

Mo Yan was nestling at the small table eating a big steamed bun dipped in sesame oil, rubbed his mouth full of oil, and looked at Tang Fuchu suspiciously: "Huh?"

Tang Fachu was about to die laughing.

He couldn't breathe with laughter, and finally hammered himself twice.

The movement was supposed to be quite big, but Liu Zhixia still didn't wake up.Tang Fuchu stood up, and patted the handsome boy of the rich family again: "Hello? Hello!"

Then there was a ding-ding sound from Brother Young Master's body, Tang Fuchu fumbled out a mobile phone, and a person who displayed "Second Uncle" sent him a message: Xiao Xia, come to eat soon.

Tang Feichu replied: I'm having dinner at a friend's house, I'll go back later.

After waiting for a while, the man replied to him: Come back early.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Tang Fuchu felt that this matter could be delayed for a while.

Mo, who dipped in sesame oil and ate the whole steamed bun, puffed his cheeks and said, "What's wrong?"

Tang Fuchu said angrily, "It's not your fault."

Mo Yan hummed twice.

Tang Fuchu took a look at Mo Yan: "Why is your face so red?"

Mo Yan imitated Tang Fuchu's behavior and hammered himself twice, he shook his head, "Hot."

Tang Fachu said to him, "Go and stand by the fan."

Mo Yan rolled up his clothes and wiped his sweat, then walked to stand in front of the old Hulala fan, stared at the shaking fan, and changed his position following the direction it shook his head. Even so, he was still sweating profusely, still Subconsciously stick out your tongue to dissipate heat.

Tang Fuchu stared at it and always felt that something was wrong with it, so he called out: "Hey, it's okay."

Mo Yan was very uncomfortable, he turned his head to look at Tang Fuchu with half-closed eyes, his face was flushed red, the boy's skin was already fair, but now it was pinkish red, making his skin more delicate.He half stuck out his tongue, narrowed his eyes and stared blankly at Tang Fachu.

"A little thirsty," he said dryly, pointing to his throat, "burning."

Tang Fachu looked at Mo Yan in a daze, his throat was dry when Mo Yan watched him like this, he said "ah" after a long time, looked around, stood up and poured water for Mo Yan.

Mo Yan had already started coughing. He bent over and coughed violently while leaning on the table.Tang Fuchu really realized that something was wrong now, he quickly walked up to Mo Yan, frowned and asked, "How are you? Hey..."

Mo Yan felt that Tang Fuchu's skin was very cool, like cool stones in the forest, it was very comfortable to stick to.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Tang Fuchu. On a summer night, Tang Feichu only wore a white vest and gray shorts. The shorts made the full line of Tang Fachu's buttocks quite beautiful. Mo swallowed Spit, shook his head, moved a little further away from Tang Fuchu, he didn't know what he should think was right, because he felt that what he was thinking now was very wrong.

Tang Fuchu wanted to help him, but Mo Yan dodged, Tang Fuchu hissed, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yan shook his head, he was panting heavily, trying to keep his head down, but Tang Fuchu took two steps towards him, and his eyes fell on Tang Fuchu's strong thigh, which made his Adam's apple moved again.

He called Tang Fuchu: "Stay away from me."

Tang Fuchu stopped suspiciously, and raised his hand towards Mo Yan, signaling that he would not move, "Your state...couldn't be the estrus period?"

Mo Yan took a deep breath: "I don't know. But, don't come here."

Tang Fachu was stunned for a moment, and asked him dryly, "Why can't I go there?"

Tang Fuchu had a guess in his heart, which made him a little hot.

However, Mo Yan then said: "I want to eat you now."

Tang Fuchu: ...

Tang Fuchu: "Damn."

Mo Yan felt that he couldn't understand what he meant, which made him very distressed. He squatted down and put his hands on the ground to pant, then raised his hand and pulled the collar of his clothes violently, feeling very sad: "What should I do? ?”

Tang Fuchu turned around to look for the phone, his mind was a little messed up, he was thinking about the possibility of calling Zheng Age to pick up the female wolf so late, and at the same time thinking that Mo Yan's human form might not be able to mate with wolves at this time. I don't know how to relieve Mo Yan's pain.He didn't know what the wolf would feel during the estrous period, but now he felt that Moyan was very anxious, and he felt that he should do something.

He couldn't find his mobile phone, and he became more and more irritable in the hot summer in the rural earthen house. Moyan was panting heavily behind him, which made Tang Fuchu feel a little dry. He had to admit that Moyan's words This kind of behavior caused him some kind of sexual agitation. The heat radiating from the young boy's body and the sweat that flowed down made Tang Fuchu feel hot.A few days ago, he had already been able to treat Mo Yan as a wolf, and persuaded himself to find a female wolf for Mo Yan to mate with, but now he found that he obviously thought things simply. Facing Mo Yan in human form, , it is difficult for him to let go in the true sense.

But he still felt guilty, and he paced around the room frowning, looking hesitant.

Mo Yan stared at his wriggling waist and buttocks shaking from walking, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

He felt like he couldn't wait.

Almost at the same time, the two spoke together:

"I……"

"I……"

"Let me say it first," Mo Yan panted quickly, "You have to...help me!"

Tang Fuchu was taken aback by his fiery gaze, and began to tie up his words: "How, how can I help?"

Mo Yan stared at the two bulges on the vest on Tang Fachu's chest, his throat rolled up and down again, he whimpered and made a vague sound: "Help me up first, I can't move."

Tang Fuchu said "Oh" and stepped forward to help him. Mo Yan's body was very hot, and his arms were wet with sweat, sticky. As soon as Tang Fuchu helped him up, Mo Yan staggered Taking a few steps back, he was finally crushed by the fallen Mo Yan on the kang.

Tang Fachu almost crushed Liu Zhixia who was lying unconscious beside him.

This fall knocked Tang Fuchu into a daze, and Moyan lay on top of him, as if trembling for a moment, Tang Fachu raised his leg slightly, and bumped into something hard between Moyan's legs, Moyan lay on top of him dully With a snort, Tang Fuchu's face turned red all of a sudden.

Tang Fuchu's arms moved wildly, he pushed Mo Yan, his face turned red and his ears were red: "You fucking get up! What are you doing?"

Mo Yan was also angry, the more Tang Fuchu twisted him, the more angry he became, "Can you stop moving?"

Tang Fuchu roared angrily: "Will you not move?! Get up quickly, you are pressing me!"

Mo Yan yelled back: "Didn't you want to help me! Now you regret it again?"

Mo Yan raised his face and stared straight at Tang Fuchu, who was disturbed by Tang Fuchu's gaze, and Mo Yan sprayed his breath on his face, it was unbearably hot, the two writhed together, Tang Fuchu felt that he was going hard, he began to push Mo Yan hard, "This is different from what I thought!"

Mo Yan's strength was astonishing. He pressed Tang Fuchu's shoulder with one hand, and pushed him back forcefully. With the other hand, he leaned down on Tang Feichu's body, his eyes became sharp: "Why is it different? You are not the same...!"

Being held in such a way, Tang Fuchu's body bounced up, and he was so angry that he said, "Get lost! You are going to die!"

Mo Yan gritted his teeth, he was actually pushed by Tang Fuchu so painfully, his body was probably red, but he still didn't let go, one hand pressed Tang Fuchu who was kicking wildly, and the other hand pulled Tang Fuchu's pants off .

Tang Fuchu didn't know how this little bastard was so strong. Under such circumstances, his pants were ripped off, and he was completely impatient. He shouted: "Tang Moyan!"

Liu Zhixia suddenly shuddered.

The two people at the side who were mingling with each other suddenly stopped moving, and they all held their breath to look at the dying Liu Zhixia.

However, Liu Zhixia was more like a conditioned reflex in a coma, and he breathed evenly after a while.

Moyan's sweat dripped onto the tip of Tang Fuchu's nose, and Tang Fuchu wiped him off. He lowered his voice and stared at him with sharp eyes: "You can think clearly, I can afford to lose this person."

After finishing speaking, he added indifferently, "I'm not human anyway."

Tang Fuchu was so angry that he was about to smoke. He really couldn't afford to lose this person. In his village, his consciousness was still quite conservative and backward. shocked.

What he originally thought was just to let Mo Yan masturbate, but now it seems that the situation is more complicated than 01:30, and he feels that he is about to lose control!

Damn it, Tang Fuchu grabbed Mo Yan's hand touching his thigh, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Then what do you want to do!"

Mo Yan endured quite painfully, he frowned, "Be more honest..."

Of course Tang Fuchu refused to be honest, and after a few twists and turns, Mo Yan held him down violently, pressed him tightly and growled in a low voice: "Be honest! Just let me touch it, it doesn't matter to you..."

Just let me touch it.

It's really embarrassing to say this from a boy who is younger than him!Tang Fuchu pursed his lips tightly, being pressed down by such a good-looking boy, he had already been emotionally moved, after struggling for a while, finally his strength relaxed a bit, and he said lazily, "Okay...don't be too Go too far."

Mo Yan was just waiting for him to let go. Hearing this sentence, he turned the person around and pressed him down, stretched out his hand to pinch and rub Tang Fuchu's buttocks, Tang Fuchu's old face was almost lost, He fished out a pillow from the front and grabbed it, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't do it! What the hell do you want..."

Mo Yan slapped his butt with a "slap", and said with restraint: "Be honest!"

Tang Fuchu was set on fire again, and just as he was about to get up, he felt Moyan pick up his underwear, and suddenly the alarm bell rang in his mind, and he struggled violently: "Didn't you want...I fuck your mother! "

Mo Yan pressed down and pushed him suddenly in this posture, Tang Fuchu froze, Mo Yan gasped on him, and said in a low voice: "Be good, I promised... ...I don't care much about you, just keep what you say."

Tang Fahchu was dumbfounded, he didn't know where Mo Yan had learned these words, he suddenly felt like he didn't know this little boy anymore, is this still the child he raised?

Mo Yan pressed against his ear and said hoarsely, "Don't move around."

Tang Fuchu's body trembled, and Mo Yan pulled off his underwear as he wished.

He heard Moyan move away a little, as if looking down at him, and then Moyan praised hoarsely: "It's so beautiful."

Tang Fuchu's body is indeed very beautiful, his butt is very tight, and the muscles of his thighs are also very smooth. Mo Yan rolled up his vest, revealing his strong chest and abdominal muscles.

Tang Fuchu was almost dying of embarrassment, he was about to move when Mo Yan bent down, stretched his hand forward, and comforted him calmly.

The thing to be done and the thing to be done are completely opposite, Tang Fuchu gasped in shock: "You... how the hell did you learn these things!"

Mo Yan rubbed his hot butt, whispering in his ear: "I don't know... Maybe I have talent?"

"What a fart... ah..." Tang Fuchu let out a moan, he bit the pillow cover, and closed his eyes tightly, damn it, he found that masturbation is much more comfortable to do by others than by himself.

Mo Yan was unbuttoning his trousers with one hand, he seemed impatient, he just gave Tang Fuchu a rough stroke in front of him twice, then he put his legs against Tang Fuchu and ordered: "Clamp tight."

Tang Fuchu's mind was a little blank, he clamped his legs subconsciously, and then Mo Yan inserted between his legs, and thrust quickly.

Tang Fuchu covered his face with one hand, he was really going crazy, the flesh on the inside of his thigh was especially tender, it felt hot and uncomfortable being rubbed by Mo Yan like this, the shameful thing was that he could still feel a little bit of it when he was being rubbed like this. This made him feel even more uncomfortable, he whimpered and said, "You...that's what you fucking think..."

Mo Yan grabbed his ear: "Huh?"

Tang Fuchu was blushed again, and he said in disbelief, "You are like this...do you feel good like this?"

"Well," Mo Yan raised Tang Fuchu's buttocks, made him kneel on the kang, then opened his buttocks, and thrust up and down with his own things in the middle.Tang Fuchu's posture was too embarrassing, he moved forward to hide, but Mo Yan grabbed his waist tightly to prevent him from moving.This posture is actually the traditional mating posture of wolves. The male wolf lies on top of the female wolf, bowing his waist. Mo Yan thinks this posture is very comfortable. Tang Fuchu's buttocks are very tight, and he presses the two hips with both hands. Squeeze in the middle, which provides a relatively tight space for his thrusts.

Mo Yan always felt that something was missing, he freed his hand to reach for something, Tang Fuchu called out: "You fucking..."

Mo Yan brought the sesame oil, he opened Tang Fuchu's buttocks, and fell in the middle, Tang Fuchu suddenly felt that the seams of his buttocks were sticky and cold, and what was even weirder was the smell of sesame oil permeated the air Come on, he's going crazy.

Mo Yan was satisfied, "Very good."

Tang Fuchu's body was trembling with anger, he clenched his fists tightly, "What a motherfucker!"

With lubrication, the thrusting became smoother, and Tang Fuchu even heard the sound of thick water.

He felt that he could no longer look directly at the sesame oil.

At this time, there was only the sound of the old fan huffing, and the sound of crackling, mixed with the sound of water.

Tang Fuchu felt that Mo Yan was hitting harder and harder, he lowered his voice and said angrily: "Take it easy...! There are people beside you!"

As if he couldn't hear Mo Yan, he hit harder and harder, so that Tang Fuchu couldn't help moaning. After a while, Mo Yan shot on Tang Fuchu's back.

Tang Fuchu slowly slumped onto the bed, gasping for breath.He had never had such intimate contact with a person, which made him a little unbearable.

Mo Yan knew that he hadn't released yet, so he stretched out his hand and wiped the shot out on Tang Fuchu's back evenly. Tang Fuchu didn't know what his purpose was, but Mo Yan seemed very satisfied, he panted heavily With a sigh of relief, he turned Tang Fuchu over and stretched out his hand to hold Tang Fuchu's genitals.

Tang Fuchu felt that it didn't matter what he did anyway, he stared at the old fan lazily, a soreness slowly extended from the abdomen, and spread to the brain along the tailbone, his body gradually straightened up, sending out A small whimper.

Don't swallow...

Moyan is beautiful.

Mo Yan leaned over to him, groping to kiss Tang Fuchu, who instinctively closed his eyes.

However, this kiss didn't carry through to reality, because there was a sudden movement from the side.

They all looked there together: Liu Zhixia raised his body and looked at them disheveledly with dull eyes.