deeply love

Zhao Fei is just a novice, how can he compare to Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen was extremely provocative, the tip of his tongue lightly brushed over Zhao Fei's lips like a feather, making Zhao Fei's heart itch.Zhao Fei opened his mouth on his own initiative, and Zhao Chen's tongue slipped in, entangled with his tongue, sucking, stirring, tenderly lingering in the warm and moist mouth, but did not give Zhao Fei any time to breathe.It's like being coiled and tightened by a poisonous snake little by little.

Zhao Fei was almost out of breath, he tilted his head up slightly, Zhao Chen's tongue licked down his neck, Zhao Fei's chest heaved up and down with his heavy and scorching breath.The fire in his lower abdomen spread to his lower body, and he was addicted to the comfortable feeling.

"You...touch...me!" Zhao Fei cried, holding Zhao Chen's hand and poking in from the hem of his clothes, and placed it on his waist.

Zhao Chen chuckled softly, put his lips against Zhao Fei's chest and said: "The next thing is the real show, learn a little bit!"

Zhao Chen's hand rubbed his waist vigorously, and he went up little by little, reaching the □□.Zhao Fei's brain was a little dizzy, and his heart was beating wildly.

Zhao Chen's tongue stuck out from his mouth, and the kiss changed from gentle to rough.Waves of pleasure overwhelmed him, Zhao Fei tore Zhao Chen's clothes with his hands, and moved his hands along the belt to Zhao Chen's back. This feeling of being crazily demanded made him extremely excited.

Zhao Chen pulled out that restless hand, "It was you last time, this time it's my turn!"

He staggered into the bedroom with Zhao Fei in his arms, and when they reached the bed, their clothes had already been ripped off each other.

Zhao Fei was pressed down, Zhao Chen knelt on both sides of his waist, put his hands on the sheet and lifted Zhao Fei's buttocks towards him, Xiao Xiaofei and Xiao Xiaochen faced each other, Xiao Xiaofei was so ashamed Straight out "tears".

Zhao Fei covered his eyes, his voice became louder and louder, the hands on his buttocks were still rubbing wantonly, Xiao Xiaofei cried even more fiercely.

Zhao Fei's body was shaking unbearably, Zhao Chen turned Zhao Fei over vigorously, covered his body, took out lubricant from the drawer, during the movement, his firm chest rubbed against his smooth back, Zhao Fei's face was buried in the The pillow was flushed red.

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Zhao Fei didn't eat lunch, and Zhao Fei's stomach growled. Zhao Chen put on his pants and was about to cook.

"I want to go too!"

"Then can you get up?"

Zhao Fei tried it, but fell back again. "...can't get up!"

"Then lie down! I'll call you when it's done."

Zhao Fei lay on the bed, looking at Zhao Chen eagerly, like a wounded little wolf dog.

Zhao Chen smiled, found a pair of his own pajama pants from the closet, and put them on for him.

Zhao Fei looked down at the trousers on his calf, and deliberately pulled them up: "Cropped trousers."

"Okay, I know you are taller than me. Come on, I'll hug you!" Zhao Chen stretched out his hand helplessly.

"Can you hold me? I'm heavy."

"Uncle, I often exercise, and I can still hug you in another 20 years." Zhao Chen deliberately used the princess hug, as if to provoke Zhao Fei, he lowered his head and pecked Zhao Fei's lips, " How about it, can I do it?"

Zhao Fei's face turned red all of a sudden, "I'm not serious."

"Old?" Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows and threatened, "I'll give you a second. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

"Not old, not old, very good, I'm starving to death, I want to eat!"

Zhao Chen hummed twice, and carried him to the sofa in the living room.

"You put me here so I can't see you cooking, I want to watch you cook." Zhao Fei protested.

"Wait!" Zhao Chen entered the bedroom, took a small wool blanket and spread it on the floor against the wall, facing the kitchen door.He took two more pillows from the sofa, hugged Zhao Fei and put them on a small blanket, let him lean against the pillows, moved him a small coffee table and put it in front of him, brought him a handful of nuts, thought about it and gave it to him again. He poured a glass of water.

"Eat first to pad your stomach."

"You were so meticulous just now, I suddenly had the feeling that a noble concubine is being served, which is cool." Zhao Fei bit the rim of his cup, his smiling eyes narrowed into a line.

"Do you think I look like the little eunuch next to you?" Zhao Chen also squinted his eyes and smiled very "weirdly".

"No, no, you are like the emperor."

Zhao Chen patted his head in satisfaction.

Looking at Zhao Chen who was busy in the kitchen, Zhao Fei felt particularly moved.This moment is so sweet.He wanted this time to last forever, preferably for a lifetime.

The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you.

Zhao Fei's eyes never left Zhao Chen. Watching him peel the onion, skillfully chop the vegetables, and his earnest and charming profile made his heart twitch. He loves this man to the core.There is still a long way to go, and he still has to face his father and grandparents. Even if it is difficult, he will never give up.

When Zhao Chen came out with the dishes, he saw Zhao Fei staring at him blankly, his eyes kept moving as he walked.

"Do you look stupid?" Zhao Chen bent over and asked.

"No! Wow! It smells so good."

Zhao Chen laughed out loud, pinched a small dish to feed him.

"Zhao Chen!"

"Ok?"

"I didn't tell you I love you!"

Zhao Chen deliberately thought about it and said, "You only said you liked me, but never said you loved me."

"Then let me tell you now, I love you, I love you very much, and I will never let you go." Zhao Fei said very seriously and solemnly.

"I love you too!" After Zhao Chen finished speaking, Zhao Fei hugged his neck and kissed him. He was pulled to kneel on the ground with a plate of vegetables in his hand.But this picture is not funny at all, the two people kissing are so serious and warm.

The soup in the kitchen was still boiling in the casserole, and the aroma wafted out along the white steam, and the glass windows were covered with a layer of mist.

Outside the window, the breeze blows, the trees move slightly, and the leaves are only for the flowers.

The author has something to say:

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Several endings were conceived, and finally ended in this chapter with a line of lyrics.After posting, I listened to a keeper.

It doesn't seem to matter if they don't write about the opposition they have experienced from their relatives. Anyway, they will be happy in the end.