The lame man at the dumpling shop

, Cheng Shui's muscles, Cheng Shui's things, nothing he didn't think about.

In his imagination, at this time, he should take off Cheng Shui's clothes, hug his waist tightly, and caress each other eagerly and erotically. Private communication.

Yan Qingsheng was so burned by his own thoughts that he couldn't lie still, but his shame was like counting the ice on the cold sky, he couldn't do any of those things, and he heard the dirty words in those dreams. If he wanted to speak, he wished he could hide under the bed.

So Yan Qingsheng, who was finally confused by Cheng Shui, only raised his right hand, grabbed Cheng Shui's clothes, and pressed his fist against Cheng Shui's waist little by little.

The unique touch of the skin fuses the body temperature of the two people together, forming a tacit ambiguity.

"Brother," Cheng Shui's body was about to show his heat when he touched him, "Call me."

Yan Qingsheng moved his head slightly, and the corner of his mouth touched Cheng Shui's thick temples. His heart froze, and he turned away completely. Cheng Shui refused to let him go, and he kissed Cheng Shui's temple firmly. superior.

"Ah Shui, Ah Shui."

He only yelled these two times, and the rest were silenced.Cheng Shui was reluctant to leave his closeness, and it took even longer to look for his lips.

Yan Qingsheng kissed his temples, his cheeks, brushed against the corners of his mouth, and finally Cheng Shui bit his lip, forcefully thrusting it into his hot and humid mouth.

Just like those men and women who are making out and fighting in the alley.

Wet start kissing.

His tongue is rampant, tangling Yan Qingsheng's tongue without any scruples, licking the roots of his teeth, hooking his upper jaw, as if he has become the master of this mouth, Yan Qingsheng doesn't know where he learned this, even he looks like this Those who have passed on-site teaching will not learn such details.

It didn't take long for Cheng Shui to kiss. He came aggressively, and he didn't drag his feet when he withdrew. Finally, he imprinted on Yan Qingsheng's lips, full of hope like a child begging for sweets during the Chinese New Year, "Brother, it's... It's okay." Bar?"

Yan Qingsheng couldn't bear the look in his eyes, lowered his eyes, and finally told the truth: "...It's very good, comfortable, comfortable."

Cheng Shui's heart was finally at ease.

He didn't dare to tell his brother that he actually... still felt that he was dreaming.

Cheng Shui's writing about the little wild cat was completely accidental. When he saw those four words at noon today, he really hated himself for not studying hard. At least he should have taken two extra Chinese lessons.

What does Brother Sheng mean by writing this sentence?Is that what he meant?

If he was a cat, would Brother Sheng like it or not?

That's all, Cheng Shui is more worried about the bed.

Last time I posted a post about Mouth and Brother Sheng’s reaction was so big, what should I do if I move my tongue in the future?A man, or a man he treats like his own brother, kisses him like this, isn't he disgusting?

What's more, they always have to do that.

If Yan Qingsheng didn't really like him like a lover, how far could he pamper him?

Kissed, tongue moved, no problem.

Brother Sheng also... said it was comfortable.

Cheng Shui lowered his head hastily, and kissed his neck. Yan Qingsheng was wrapped in a padded jacket, and the zipper was unzipped. As soon as he lay down, he spread out, which happened to be convenient for Cheng Shui.

He kissed all the way down, flustered and disorderly, completely concealing his shameful joy.Yan Qingsheng's chest, waist, and abdomen rose and fell, sometimes grabbing his shoulders, sometimes grabbing his hands, Cheng Shui pinched his palms in turn, rubbing his fingers soothingly.

Yan Qingsheng was already hardened.

Cheng Shui kissed the clump of hair, and finally looked at Yan Qingsheng out of breath. The quilt collapsed and was supported by Yan Qingsheng's arms on his forehead. He couldn't see clearly, so he turned his eyes back and stared at the energetic thing Son swallowed.

Suddenly, Yan Qingsheng seemed to have finally realized what he was going to do. The hand pinched by Cheng Shui tried to pull him, while the other hand was covering it indiscriminately. Cheng Shui was taken aback when he heard Yan Qingsheng talking. The voice is muffled, but the urgency of emotion can be clearly heard:

"Ah Shui, use your hands, your hands!"

Cheng Shui laughed: "What's the hurry, brother, just use your hands." He held it and slid it a few times, and when Yan Qingsheng was relaxing, he quickly licked it.

Yan Qingsheng: "...you!"

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Shui spoke again, this time longer than last time, the tip of his tongue was still arrogant, and he drew many small circles on it.

"Brother loves me anyway." Cheng Shui was so proud of his pampering, "I do my best, so I have to give me something to eat."

He took another sip, and seeing that Brother Sheng simply covered his face completely, he felt extremely happy, "Brother, this one is very sweet."

A familiar fishy smell gradually gathered in the bed.

Cheng Shui lay between his legs, poking the semi-soft thing with the tip of his tongue once and for all, carefully observing Yan Qingsheng's reaction, his brother Sheng's body was not considered strong, and he had to breathe for a long time once he vomited. After being touched by him, even the sunken lower abdomen twitched.He didn't dare to give any more stimulation, he licked a few mouthfuls and kissed Yan Qingsheng's leg indiscriminately.

Whether intentionally or not, the right leg was hidden under the corner of the quilt and pressed against it. If Cheng Shui didn't deliberately pull it, he would never see its appearance.

Cheng Shui couldn't kiss, so he reached out to touch it first.When he was touching the skin of his thigh, he heard Brother Sheng, who had been panting for a long time, muttered in a low voice: "Little liar."

Cheng Shui then giggled again, as if this was some rare good thing to hear.

Yan Qingsheng thought to himself, the last time he said he couldn't do it, he had to teach himself, and he lied to others, it was all a lie.

He raised his left leg, put his knee against Cheng Shui, and repeated it again.

Cheng Shui sighed: "My brother is so cute."

He took a sip on that hard knee, sensing Yan Qingsheng's resistance to his next move, and decided to take a strong dose of medicine: "In this case, my brother and I will take the initiative to confess something."

To be honest, the word doesn't sound like a good thing.Yan Qingsheng simply turned sideways, half curled up, and looked at him from under his arms.

Cheng Shui smiled, "Say it first, you can hit me and scold me, brother, don't ignore me."

Lust is intuitive and naked, and it is just right to use it as a badge of honor.

Unexpectedly, what happened that night was over in a few words, but Yan Qingsheng didn't believe it anyway.

How could anyone like this kind of thing?

No matter how long the sick leg had grown on Yan Qingsheng's body, he hated it for as long as it did.This kind of disgust is hidden in an extremely ordinary life, but it is the root of his whole life's gloom and inferiority. Call him Yan Laizi, and no one will imitate his walking posture with laughter.

This ugliness is so deeply ingrained that he can't discard it, so he can only hope that the people he cares about will see less, at least he can forget that he still has a deformed leg when he is not walking.

He wished that this leg would disappear, but Cheng Shui told him that he liked it, so much that he would be in heat while watching him while he was asleep, Zhao Siye wanted to touch and kiss him, holding his hands like a baby.

Yan Qingsheng silently took a big breath of his own smell of air, feeling that both he and Cheng Shui were a little unconscious.

Cheng Shui completely stripped him out of his padded jacket. Yan Qingsheng was extremely thin, and he brought him into his arms in a long strip. After hearing him call brother twice, he muttered angrily:

"Brother, if you don't believe me, just treat me as abnormal. I just like your leg. It can be hard when you look at it, and you can cum when you touch it. If there is another time, I will definitely wake you up. You are not allowed to move, you must watch with your own eyes..."

What he babbled over and over again was nothing more than liking, and his pure emotion was like the most primitive caramel, which was tainted with childishness and reached a level of sweetness that made people feel at a loss.

Yan Qingsheng was silent for a while, "Then...then why do you like me?"

Saying these words, Yan Qingsheng felt his face burn again. Cheng Shui said that liking him was the same thing, and it was always a bit shameless to say it from his own mouth.

Cheng Shui said: "I like you, you who like you."

I don't know if he is really stupid or not, the answer sounds like nonsense.

But a small flower suddenly blew and stretched in Yan Qingsheng's heart.At this time, Cheng Shui looked and sounded like a big boy who had just stepped into youth again.

He is old, he should love others, Yan Qingsheng thought to himself, female junior holds a gold brick, he is a man, and he is six or three older than Cheng Shui, I don't know if it will be useful.

Yan Qingsheng also wanted to sigh, let alone the BRIC, he could hug whatever he wanted.

"Liar liar."

The sick leg knocked lightly on Cheng Shui's calf, and Cheng Shui immediately caught him, and Cheng Shui held his ankle in his hands. Yan Qingsheng felt his leg shaking inexplicably.

After careful identification, it was not his legs that were shaking, but Cheng Shui.

He grasped and relaxed for a while, didn't know what to do, like a child who finally got a toy from a shop window that had passed by Qian'er [-] times, and every sentence was silly: "I'm so happy, brother, brother, I'm going to kiss you." , can I kiss you?"

Yan Qingsheng began to believe his words a little bit.

"……can."

So Cheng Shui began to kiss his feet very gently, Yan Qingsheng thought he would start from his weirdest calf, but he didn't.

Cheng Shui calmed down, his extremely agitated emotions were about to explode, but he crumpled them into a ball and forced them back into his chest.

As Cheng Shui imagined countless times, he was kissing the instep, and Yan Qingsheng's toes were curled up unbearably, so the arch of the foot was tense, and the curved arc seemed to be impatient to offer his bare instep Give