know the enemy

Lu Jia doesn't choose his clothes, as if he can match everything. Feng Yucen gave him a set of shorts and short sleeves for his birthday last year, but he kept them in the bottom of the suitcase, and found them out again this summer.

When Mu Wenran came home, he even showed it to Mu Wenran: "Does it look like a school uniform?"

"Do you know what this is?"

Lu Jia nodded: "I know, there is still a hat, do you want me to wear it for you?"

Feng Yucen gave Lu Jia a sailor suit, which was specially made to order. Before sending it to Lu Jia, he told Lu Jia, "If you wear it someday, you must show it to your sister, do you know?"

Now that Lu Jia is really wearing it, he is wearing it as home clothes, only for Mu Wenran to see.

During the meal, Lu Jia noticed that Mu Wenran was always glancing at him, stopped his chopsticks, leaned over and asked, "Shall I eat?"

Mu Wenran choked and pushed his head back.

Unrelenting, Lu Jia stretched out his foot and kicked Mu Wenran's knee.

Mu Wenran glanced at him, he shrank his neck and ate honestly.

After finishing the dishes, Lu Jia stepped on the coffee table to watch TV. After a while, Mu Wenran sat down, and he leaned his head on his knees to watch Mu Wenran.

Lu Jia's legs were straight and white, his hair was obediently attached to the sides of his legs, and he stared at people without blinking.

Mu Wenran turned his head and asked, "On purpose?"

"what?"

"Wear this." Mu Wenran tugged at his tie.

Lu Jia slowly turned his head into his knees, and after a while carefully revealed his eyes: "Because of the heat."

"Oh." Mu Wenran smiled.

Lu Jia dodged his eyes, and with an "oops", he began to look left and right.

Mu Wenran pinched his ears, and when he looked over, his mouth was sealed by a lip.

Enough kissing, Mu Wenran licked the corner of his mouth.

Lu Jia saw all the small things in his heart, and said, "Shouldn't you evaluate it?"

Mu Wenran didn't say anything.

Luke had no choice but to comfort himself: "Needless to say, I know I look good in whatever I wear."

"Where did the confidence come from?"

Luke: "..."

Luke: "You have lost the qualification to be my brother."

Mu Wenran smiled sullenly, rubbed his neck and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"Are you teasing a child?" Luke pushed him.

Mu Wenran pressed his hand and looked under him, Lu Jia fell silent for a moment.

"kid."

Mu Wenran bit his ear and talked to him, Lu Jia felt that half of his head was numb, his eyes didn't know where to look, and his eyelashes were trembling.

Mu Wenran didn't let him go, untied the belt and pulled the zipper, making a gesture to take it out.

Lu Jia quickly pressed his hand, called "brother" obediently, and then sneaked a glance at him.

"I was wrong, I will stop making trouble." Lu Jia said, "We are not here."

"why?"

Luke answered honestly, "My lower back hurts."

Mu Wenran rubbed Lu Jia's body through his clothes. His shorts were thin, and he could be seen standing up.

Entering the bedroom, the curtains were drawn, and the room was dark.Lu Jia was dressed less, with his thighs and arms exposed, and threw himself on the cold bed, rubbing comfortably.

Lu Jia had already rolled around on the bed a few times. Seeing that Mu Wenran hadn't finished taking off his clothes, and was still looking at him, he half took off his shorts, held his own and started to gently stroke.

He lay on his side on the bed, bowed slightly, and hummed softly when he moved quickly.

Feeling Mu Wenran standing over and sliding his hand up his ankle, Lu Jia speeded up, but was held down by Mu Wenran.

Luke knew it would be like this, his voice was full of lust, a little hoarse and aggrieved: "I'm not allowed to ejaculate."

Mu Wenran kissed his eyelids, "It's not good to shoot too much."

Lu Jia closed his eyes and rubbed his shoulder: "It's uncomfortable."

"It will make you comfortable for a while."

The lubrication is almost done, the shorts have been taken off and thrown on the ground, the clothes are turned up, revealing the white chest, the two points have been ravaged and stiff, rising and falling with breathing.

Lu Jia couldn't touch himself, so he had a bad idea to touch Mu Wenran.Obviously doing bad things, deliberately seducing, but also looking at people with those foggy eyes, asking: "Is it comfortable?" As he spoke, he felt so comfortable being inserted with two fingers, his throat trembled, as soft as a milk cat, revenge They dare not stretch out their claws, but shrink back for fear of scratching people.

Mu Wenran withdrew his fingers, and the mouth opened and brought out a little sticky lubrication. Lu Jia felt the liquid flow, and he froze and dared not move.Something is blocking it, rub it around, and spread the liquid evenly.

Luke turned his head sideways, his collarbone was exposed deeply, until the object moved in, his panting was much heavier, he was gasping for air, the mist in his eyes was filled, and the eyelashes were trembling and sparkling.

Mu Wenran reached into his clothes and massaged the spot on his chest, slowly moving in and out.Luke couldn't make a sound, so he finally calmed down.

At this point, he was pushed hard again, and there was a sound that seemed to be crying. The whole person was stunned, and hurriedly climbed up Mu Wenran's neck.

Mu Wenran inserted his hands into his hair, half-embracing him and pushed forward, then pulled out and inserted all the way in after a while, and patted Lu Jia's buttocks with the thing to moisten his buttocks.

Lu Jia couldn't take it anymore, and wanted to hug Mu Wenran and kiss his mouth and cheeks, as if it would relieve the pain.

Mu Wenran asked, "Slow down?"

Luke nodded.

Slowly getting comfortable, Lu Jia's calf swayed weakly with Mu Wenran's movements, his toes retracted and stretched, Mu Wenran caught him, and held his legs inward: "You seem to be stepping on milk."

Only Maomi loves to step on milk.

Luke's shoulders were covered with a faint red, covering his face and said: "It's not.

The place where the two connected was wet, and they slapped their buttocks with a crisp sound.Mu Wenran pulled out the thing, took Lu Jia's in his mouth and sucked it, Lu Jia's waist straightened up, and he was jerked a few more times and shot out quickly.

Mu Wenran was still stiff, Lu Jia covered it with his palm and touched it a few times, half got up and wanted to suck it in, but Mu Wenran gently pushed it away.

Lu Jia asked with his eyes, and Mu Wenran pinched his earlobe: "Can you bear it?"

Lu Jia paused, not sure: "Should... I'll try."

"No need." Mu Wenran kissed the tip of his nose, "I'm afraid I won't be able to control it, so help me with your hands.

Lu Jia obviously didn't understand Mu Wenran's patience, so he argued hard: "I can't hold back, can I lick it?"

What kind of idiot is this?

Mu Wenran's eyes darkened: "Are you sure?"

Luke lowered his body, took a mouthful, and licked it with his tongue.The taste was so strange that Lu Jia couldn't describe it. He opened his mouth and swallowed a little, feeling uncomfortable, and then withdrew.Pressing the bright red tongue against the teeth, he raised his head and reported solemnly, "It's in."

Mu Wenran pressed his head and lowered himself to exchange a tight kiss with him.

Lu Jia lowered down and licked again, and Mu Wenran followed his back and inserted into the gaping mouth again, giving Lu Jia stimulation and pleasure.

In the end, Mu Wenran rubbed Lu Jia's crotch, shot on him, and spread the white liquid evenly along Lu Jia's lower abdomen.

Lu Jia's shirt hadn't been taken off for a long time, Mu Wenran picked up the shorts and put them on for him neatly.

Luke asked, "Why don't you give me underwear?"

Mu Wenran rubbed his chest through the clothes: "It looks better in this way."

"Oh." Luke didn't believe it.

Clothes couldn't cover the obvious marks of being loved, Mu Wenran propped his legs on the bed, and kissed Lu Jia's soft and tender thighs.

Lu Jia kicked his foot lightly: "Help me pick me up." It's not that he has no strength at all, but he just doesn't want to move.

After washing and returning to the bed, Lu Jia suddenly said faintly: "You just admitted that I look good."

I still remember the feelings.

Mu Wenran found it funny, but also felt a little helpless: "Well, it looks good."

Satisfied, Luke quickly fell asleep.

Mu Wenran leaned against the bed and remembered Lu Jia's series of questions after the meal, and couldn't help but smile softly.

He's still a child who doesn't grow up, he is obedient and silly, showing his ignorant side to him, and he will rely on him when he is bullied.

It is the person he likes and wants to cherish for the rest of his life.