What's your name

Li Mozhi was thrown onto the bed vigorously by Zhou Jing, seemingly rough, but Zhou Jing carefully protected his head.As soon as Li Mozhi turned over and took two steps forward, Zhou Jing grabbed his ankle, and in a blink of an eye, his body suddenly felt cold, and his pants were ripped off.

Li Mozhi glared at him viciously, but it was a pity that there was no threat at all, and the powder on the corners of the slightly raised eyes even made people feel cute.Zhou Jing tore off the clothes on his body three or five times, exposing his strong and broad wheat-colored chest, and once again strongly suppressed Li Mozhi's swaying legs, and fell on top of him.

Zhou Jing pinched the man's chin and kissed him. It was gentle at first, but within a few seconds it became like a wolf, with the tip of his tongue in Li Mozhi's mouth desperately attacking the city.I really want to swallow him into my stomach, turn him into my own blood, my own flesh, so that he can no longer leave me easily, Zhou Jing thought, and increased the force on his mouth.

Li Mozhi is now obediently like a little tabby cat, the kind that others pinch the back of the neck.Zhou Jing's legs clasped his sides, suppressing his movements with strong force, as long as he moved a little, he would touch Zhou Jing's already hardened big guy.Li Mozhi's face was blushing, his heaving chest was close to Zhou Jing's powerful heartbeat, his arms were intertwined and Zhou Jing lifted him above his head, blushing and heartbeating in response to the other's lingering and domineering kiss, as if they were about to melt into each other's bodies.

Zhou Jing kissed his teary eyes, "Hey, look at me."

"Zhou Jing! Zhou Jing!" Li Mozhi had already been swallowed up by lust, and couldn't care about anything else, he closed his eyes and shouted, "Uncle Zhou..."

He didn't listen, Zhou Jing stopped, buried his dormant lower body in Li Mozhi's body, and didn't move again, "Baby, look at me."

Li Mozhi finally opened his eyes full of tears, and looked at Zhou Jing pitifully.

"who am I?"

"Zhou Jing."

"Say it again?"

"Uncle Zhou Jing..." He tried his best to please, "Brother Zhou Jing..."

Zhou Jing smiled with satisfaction, put his fingers on Li Mozhi's smooth back, just looked at his little pity, hugged him into his arms, and started to twitch again.Li Mozhi was bullied by him, so he bit his shoulder fiercely, "Big villain! Big hooligan! Uh-"

Zhou Jing sealed his lips violently.

Later, did Li Mo know how many times he was seduced by Zhou Jing and shouted uncle, brother, and even more shameful words.

The two of them worked in different poses all afternoon. The mess on the bed, the clothes thrown randomly on the ground and the little turbid liquid on them were the best evidence of their madness.Li Mozhi was so tired that his bones were weak, and when he was finally hugged by Zhou Jing and put on the bed, he seemed to be drunk in this love affair, still holding Zhou Jing's neck and reluctant to let go, "I like you, Zhou Jing. …”

His voice was small and vague, but Zhou Jing heard it clearly. He kissed Li Mozhi, and said softly and affectionately, "I like your baby too."