Breaking Through the Clouds

Yan Xie was like a tiger who had been hungry for a long time and finally started to eat meat. Just now, he was just tearing and venting impatiently, and soon pressed Jiang Ting on the big bed in the bedroom for the second time.

This time, he was finally able to recover a little bit of reason from the burning desire, and he was able to explain as far as possible, control the rhythm, and prolong the torture before the climax to a seemingly endless point.In the end, Jiang Ting's body couldn't hold it anymore, his physical strength had been overdrawn to the limit, his body softened into a puddle of water, and he moaned intermittently out of control; but in contrast, his back acupuncture point was twisted more tightly, and was squeezed by the long penis. The vicious ravages made a mess, and the inner thighs were soaked with semen and water.

"You can't take it anymore?" Yan Yan asked in a low voice, "Why are you so delicate?"

Jiang Ting consciously grasped the bed sheet, as if he wanted to break free, but as soon as he made a move, he was dragged back and nailed to the bed by Yan Xie, who pinched his waist and pinned him on the bed. place.

Jiang Ting lost consciousness at the same time that the large stream of semen was completely ejaculated, and it was completely dark at this time.It took several minutes for Yan Xie to calm down from the agitation to frantic heartbeat, and went to the bathroom to take a hasty shower, but deliberately did not lift Jiang Ting from the bed to wash.

He himself couldn't explain why, as if he instinctively hoped that the traces of lewdness and hot body fluids would stay in Jiang Ting's body for a longer period of time, and even let this person's flesh and soul be soaked with the intimacy with him that he once had. breath.

Yan Xie went to the kitchen to heat up a bowl of pork rib soup that was cooked at noon, tasted the temperature carefully, and brought it into the bedroom.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and a fishy-sweet smell floated in the dark room, faintly stimulating Yan Mao's nerve endings.

Jiang Ting seemed to have regained a little consciousness, curled up his overly opened body, half-lidded his eyelids, and his sweaty eyelashes were still glued together.Yan Xie picked him up and leaned into her arms, kissing him constantly, from temple hair to eyelids, and feeding him pork rib soup spoon by spoon, to replenish his exhausted physical strength.

"..." After a long time, Jiang Ting opened his mouth and made a hoarse voice: "Go take a shower..."

Yan Xie put down the bowl, rubbed his face and neck repeatedly, as if he had finally found some great treasure, and was unwilling to let go even for a moment, before whispering, "Later."

Jiang Ting had no strength and fell asleep in a daze.In the middle of the night, he was awakened again by the breathless thrusting and jacking. His body was already paralyzed by the pleasure, and he couldn't even make a sound. He only felt that the terrible weapon was stabbed in again with ease. In the body, deep, heavy and fast, brutally rolling back and forth between the twists and turns of the ravaged tender meat.

"... Yan... Yan Yan..."

Every time the murder weapon twitched quickly, there was a sticky sound of water, and even the inner thighs were rubbed red.Yan Xi panted heavily during those bumps that were fiercer than wild animals, leaned into Jiang Ting's ear and said, "Well, I'm here."

Jiang Ting closed his eyes, and the water stains washed the pupils into an extra black, but the back, the back of the neck, and the cheeks, the large areas of skin were white and glowing in the night.

"I'm here, Jiang Ting." Yan Xie kissed his ear and whispered, "I'm always here."

That was Jiang Ting's last memory before he lost consciousness.

Drowsy and sore.

Jiang Ting opened his eyes, and it took him a long time to recover from the hazy discomfort. His distracted eyes gradually focused on the alarm clock on the bedside table—13:45pm.

It was afternoon the next day.

Jiang Ting turned over and sat up, he was immediately gasped by a hidden sharp pain somewhere, and it took him a long time to tremble and relax his muscles a little bit.

He has been washed all over his body, and changed into a loose short-sleeved white T as pajamas. The soft texture exudes the smell of sunshine, but because Yan Xie's size is too big, it looks a bit empty on his body.Looking from the standing mirror at the opposite corner of the bed, there are various marks on the neck and collarbone exposed between the wide neckline and the arms under the short sleeves, which will not disappear for a while.

Jiang Ting gently closed his eyes, sat on the bed motionless, and the quilt slipped down from his waist without a sound.

Jiang Ting's previous physique was that it took no more than 30 seconds to go from deep sleep to ready for battle, but now it is obviously not good enough. It takes more than ten minutes to barely recover from the dizziness of low blood pressure.After a long time, he finally opened his eyes tiredly again. Just as he was about to get out of bed and leave the master bedroom, and go to the guest bedroom to wash up a bit, the hand that lifted the quilt suddenly froze.

He even had a ring on his ring finger.

It was a seemingly ordinary platinum ring, and it was very new, without any slight traces of use.In fact, the size of this ring is just right for the middle finger, but for some reason Yan Xie still put it on the ring finger, which looks a bit loose.

Jiang Ting was silent for a long time, took off the ring, and gently placed it on the bedside table.

He got up and walked out of the master bedroom, which was filled with a strong aura of austerity, and went back to the guest bedroom next door where he had been staying to wash his face.When he got up, he stared at his water-drenched face in the mirror, with some doubts in the depths of his eyes, as if he didn't understand very much.

Where is it good?he thinks.

After a while he shook his head mockingly, and when he turned around, he suddenly ran into Yan Yan who was leaning quietly against the door frame with folded arms.

"..." The two faced each other for a moment, Yan Xie didn't seem to see Jiang Ting's empty left ring finger, a smile slowly appeared on that handsome face: "Good morning, Captain Jiang."

The joking element in this remark is so obvious that it deserves a beating.

"It's afternoon," Jiang Ting said without raising his head, and wiped his face with a towel. I don't know if it's because of this or because of last night, but his lips are still slightly red.Yan Yan watched intently until Jiang Ting finished washing and tried to walk around him out of the bathroom, then suddenly grabbed Jiang Ting's hand.

The movements of both of them stopped, and they stood in a very limited space and stared at each other.

Yan Mo moved his mouth and said slowly, "Jiang Ting..."

Just when Jiang Ting thought he was going to say something, Yan Yan stopped him suddenly and smiled: "I made something to eat, come on."

Yan Yan, this is more than just "making something to eat", it is like bringing the Cantonese morning tea from a five-star hotel into the house. On the table, there are preserved egg and lean meat porridge, chicken feet, fresh bamboo rolls, various shrimp dumplings, etc. There are so many things to see.I don't know when he got up to call to order food. The porridge is still warm, just the right temperature for eating.

"Is it too much?" Jiang Ting raised his voice.

Yan Xie was picking up the dishes in the kitchen, "Eat something first, you have to go out later!"

Jiang Ting didn't listen carefully, and took a sideways look into the master bedroom when Yan Xie turned his head.

——The ring on the bedside table had been put away silently.

Jiang Ting breathed out silently.

"It was so hard to give a suspension review, and I wondered if Director Lu had insight into the future and gave me my wedding leave in advance." Yan Xie came out of the kitchen with a bowl, served Jiang Ting with preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and sighed. : "Especially when I woke up this morning, I thought there were at least a dozen missed calls or a hundred or eighty things waiting in the bureau. Hey, who knew that only Ma Xiang, who didn't have eyes I made a phone call, but I just asked about the case file."

"Because the rest of you have gone to work."

"Hey, Team Yu works for half a day every day, and Ma Xiang said that the rest of the work will be presided over by Director Lu himself."

Jiang Ting's spoon tapped slightly on the edge of the bowl.

Yan Xie sat on the chair next to him, staring at Jiang Ting's food, and suddenly asked, "Is it not to your taste?"

Cantonese-style morning tea, like Sichuan-style hot pot, is a trump card of Chinese cuisine that can conquer the world and stand in the world. There is almost no problem of unsuitable taste in the human range.Jiang Ting came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "No, the taste is quite good."

"Is this chair comfortable for you?"

"Ah?" Jiang Ting didn't react.

Yan Yan said seriously: "Isn't the chair too hard?"

"..."

Jiang Ting stopped in mid-air with half of fresh bamboo roll chopsticks in his hands, staring at Yan Xie expressionlessly, the next second Yan Xie suddenly picked him up with lightning speed, quickly hugged him into his arms, and forced him Sit on your lap: "Come and sit here with me, it's softer to sit in my arms..."

"Yan Xi, you in broad daylight—"

"Come, let me feed you this. I specially ordered a cage of shrimp dumplings with leeks. Eating leeks is good for your health..."

Jiang Ting didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he hurriedly struggled out of Yan Yan's arms, knocked off the green chive and shrimp dumpling on his chopsticks, and stuffed a piece of steamed fish maw into his bowl: "Eat less leeks and eat more fish, your kidneys really don't need repairing , fill up your brain more!"

Yan Yan shook his head regretfully, then glanced at the piece of fish and sighed: "Forget it, whatever you give me is delicious." Then he glanced at Jiang Ting's waist with worried eyes.

Jiang Ting, a seriously ill patient who had been in a coma for three years, was too lazy to engage in this kind of verbal argument with Yan Yan. He just lowered his head and drank half a bowl of porridge, then put down the small white porcelain spoon, feeling full in his stomach .Seeing that his complexion was fine today, Yan Yan stopped forcing him to eat more, and said while cleaning up the dishes, "You will go out with me later, and come back at night."

"how?"

"Birthday." Yan Yan laughed: "Although I think birthdays don't mean much after a man passes by, there is still a large family and relatives who want to get together every year. In addition to helping me celebrate in name, of course there are other things. Yes... After all, my parents gave birth to me, and the business stall is so big."

Maybe it was because Yan Xie's usual behavior was too simple and down-to-earth, and he couldn't think of any bloody grievances from wealthy families at all, so when he said this, Jiang Ting couldn't help but looked him up unexpectedly.

Yan Yan was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "But my task is to show up in the past, to show that I am still alive, and to call on relatives to unite, love and live in harmony, and then come back after eating and drinking. They won't ask more questions if you are with me , just say that you are my friend, and my parents won't say anything nonsense, don't worry."

Jiang Ting hesitated for a few seconds under Yan Yan's unstoppable gaze, and said slowly: "But... I'm quite tired today, why don't we talk about it next time?"

"We could just go around and come back, maybe 10 minutes."

Jiang Ting still shook his head: "Your relatives must have a lot of friends. I am like this now. It is better to avoid such crowded occasions. Forget it."

There seemed to be some disappointment in Yan Mo's eyes.

But the advantage of Yan Yan as an adult in his 30s is that he can quickly control his emotions, so he nodded nonchalantly and replied: "That's true." Then he even waved his hand with a smile and said: "Then you are here Rest at home, I will be back soon."

Yan Xie said that he must go home early, but he never left the house early.He took a long time to clean up the dishes, dragged Jiang Ting to the cloakroom of the master bedroom, opened the front-blind date special equipment closet, took out every shirt and kept gesturing in front of his upper body, repeatedly asking Jiang Ting for his opinion: "Are you handsome?" ? How about this one?"

Jiang Ting said, "Handsome, handsome."

"What about this one?"

Jiang Ting put his hands in the pockets of his long trousers, and said helplessly, "You are handsome, you are handsome."

Yan Xie quit after hearing the words.He was naked from the upper body. Over the years of working in the front line and insisting on exercising, he has maintained a perfect body shape. He looks thin in clothes and has flesh in his clothes. He stopped Jiang to the corner of the cloakroom threateningly, lowered his head and gritted his teeth and asked, "Why are you so perfunctory yesterday? Didn't you say that in bed at night?"

"..." Jiang Ting blushed a little hard to detect, but he was still very calm: "What did I say last night?"

"You hugged me and said that your husband is so handsome, so good-looking, and that your husband is the most powerful in the world..."

Jiang Ting burst out laughing, raised his head and tried to distance himself a few centimeters, and said solemnly, "Your good looks have nothing to do with what clothes you wear."

Yan Yan was about to teach him a lesson, but he didn't expect Jiang Detachment to say this, so he was stunned.

"So don't go naked with your clothes on," Jiang Ting couldn't help but said, "Then everyone will know that you are the best in the world."

Before Yan Yan could make a move, Jiang Ting, who had been prepared for a long time, had already slipped out against the corner of the wall, and was rushing to the door of the master bedroom in three steps at a time, when Yan Yan, who had reacted, rushed forward, grabbed it back and pressed him on the bed , restrained his hands and feet a few times, forced them to stretch into the creaking nest and scratched: "You come back to me! Let me see where you are running?!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Jiang Ting struggled and begged for mercy with a smile: "Okay, okay, you look good in anything, ouch, don't push me..."

Yan Xie grabbed Jiang Ting's waistband and wanted to pull it down, but the latter grabbed him tightly, but failed.The two rolled and wrestled on the big bed for a long time, and it ended when Jiang Ting kept begging for mercy and said "it hurts". Yan Xie stared condescendingly like a tiger whose head is not full and the stomach is hungry soon. Jiang Ting looked at it for a long time before he said angrily, "I'll have two days...I'll tomorrow...I'll give you another one tonight."

Jiang Ting was so creaked that he couldn't breathe, his black and white eyes were full of water, his cheeks were slightly red, his black hair was messily pressed on the snow-white sheets, and he cursed casually, "Get out of here!"

Yan Xie couldn't help it, she lowered her head and sniffed anxiously at his neck, like holding a fresh and delicious prey in her arms that she couldn't eat.After a long time, he finally got up unwillingly, and muttered, "Why don't you eat more leeks..."

Jiang Ting made a menacing gesture: "Don't you try again?"

Yan Yan clutched his crotch and went into the cloakroom. After Shaoqing finally changed his clothes, he casually grabbed his hair and came out.He really didn't really want to dress up to meet relatives. Without Jiang Ting as a display object, he only changed into an ordinary polo shirt and jeans, and wore a stainless steel watch on his hand. From this look, he seemed more expensive than wearing formal clothes. Young, with an irresistible air between his brows and eyes, a frizzy young man who just fell in love.

Jiang Ting was sitting in the living room drinking tea and playing Go. When he looked up and saw him like this, the corners of his blushing mouth seemed to want to laugh, but he suppressed it expressionlessly.

"why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing."

Yan Yu snorted contentedly, and said, "Kiss each other..."

Yan Yan bent down in front of the sofa, grabbed Jiang's chin greasyly, and exchanged a long kiss that smelled of lemon mouthwash.It wasn't until a few minutes later that he reluctantly left, stared into Jiang Ting's eyes, and then kissed his eyelids again.

Jiang Ting closed his eyes, feeling the warm breath passing by the end of his eyelashes, and he could feel it instantly.

"You finished my daughter-in-law's tea, and you still want to pull up your pants and run," Yan Xie whispered.

Jiang Ting didn't say anything, he was calm and composed, his ears were a little red, and this time he finally couldn't push the blame on the innocent Han Xiaomei.

"I'll bring it to you when I come back tonight, ah." Yan Xie couldn't help laughing: "The old Tongxing I took at that time had five cakes in a tube."

Jiang Ting: "..."

"But I only have one daughter-in-law," Yan Yan winked at him with a teasing smile, turned and left the house without waiting for Jiang Ting to answer this sentence.