You Boys Play Games Very Well

As soon as Ling Meng entered the door, Shan Zhu pressed the door and continued to nibble on it. The forced separation from the lobby to the elevator has already made the two of them scratch their heads.

While Ling Meng's neck was being sucked, she was actually distracted and worried about the hotel environment.

"Do you see the camera on the ceiling at 11 o'clock diagonally above?"

Shan Zhu glanced at it, "That's a fire extinguisher."

"The one on the TV at three o'clock..."

Shan Zhu sealed his mouth unceremoniously, tasted it for a while before letting go: "That's an infrared receiver, can Xinghe Dog not worry?"

Ling Meng knew that she was committing an old problem again, so she pretended to be stupid: "Hehe..."

Shan Zhu pressed against his forehead, and went to unbutton Ling Meng's shirt. Ling Meng didn't know what expression to use at this time, so she deliberately lowered her head to observe Shan Zhu's hand.

He remembered the "Close-up of the beautiful hand of the professional player/anchor of the Legend of the Galaxy" that was popular on Weibo a few days ago. He recognized Shan Zhu's hand at a glance in the Jiugong grid where a group of girls frantically licked the screen.Now the owner of the hand is using his slender and skinny fingers to unbutton the buttons on his clothes one by one, and then put the last button, puzzled, and reached into the skirt to have an intimate contact with his skin.

Ling Meng smiled and arched her waist: "It's so itchy."

However, what Shan Zhu touched was not his itchy part, he immediately exposed his lie: "So sensitive?"

After finishing speaking, he intensified his grip on the pink bulge and frivolously twisted it. For the first time, the part that Ling Meng had served as a decoration for nearly 20 years had an actual use. Then, no matter what Shan Zhu did, he would hold on to the opponent's upper arm tightly without looking up.

"Did you see the barrage?" Shan Zhu molested all the parts he could take care of, and finally went back to his ear and continued to tease him with words.

These words successfully aroused Ling Meng's thirst for knowledge, causing him to raise his already flushed face and ask very seriously, "What barrage?"

"Shocked! Father Ning, who is all over the universe every day, actually..."

Ling Meng knew that she had been teased, and in order to prove that she was not a pure virgin father, she went to pull on Shan Zhu's clothes, but failed to pull them off several times, and was instead taken to the bed by Shan Zhu.

This time, Shan Zhu's fingers rested on Ling Meng's right waist. Although the surgical wound had healed long ago, a small raised scar could still be felt clearly.Shan Zhu stroked the scar along the direction of the thumb with the ball of his thumb, this time Ling Meng really felt the itch.

"Does it still hurt?" Shan Zhu asked affectionately in his ear.

"It's been gone for a long time," Ling Meng twisted her waist slightly to avoid it, "Itches."

Shan Zhu's breathing on Ling Meng's earlobe disappeared, and then Ling Meng felt something wet and slippery instead of fingers, spinning back and forth in the same direction.

Ling Meng twisted even more exaggeratedly, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Don't lick, itchy."

Shan Zhu didn't listen, but pressed him with more strength, and licked Ling Meng's smooth skin indulgently. Ling Meng couldn't move anymore, and pressed his shoulders to pant slightly hurriedly.A moment later, Shan Zhu appeared directly above him again, this time Ling Meng was no longer shy, but actively responded to the other party's passionate kiss.Ling Meng closed her eyes, and her breath was enveloped by a familiar aura. While Shan Zhu was aggressing between her lips and teeth, she kept walking back and forth on his naked body with one hand.

Ling Meng admired herself for being able to slip away at this time: After being touched by one of the nine masters of the galaxy, fanatical fans might want to peel off the lemon peel and keep it for collection.

"What are you thinking about?" Shan Zhu stopped instinctively, and sure enough, he caught the person under him holding back his laughter.

Ling Meng looked around and said to him: "Why don't you turn off the light?"

"You are a firefly, is it useful to turn off the light?" Although Shan Zhu said so, but in order to take care of Ling Meng, he thoughtfully left only a weak bedside lamp, and put his hand under the dim light to gently Rubbing and moving, Ling Meng let out a comfortable hum.

"Little Lemon can't bear it anymore, she just kept pushing me outside."

Relying on the weak light, Ling Meng blushed and wanted to brag: "Then what's the matter, we boys are just so energetic."

Shan Zhu chuckled: "Really? Let me see how energetic I am."

But when he was about to break through the last line of defense, Ling Meng suddenly grabbed his hand tightly and uttered a sentence for a long time:

"Indecent, obscene development."

Shan Zhu was amused, such a cute Ling Meng made people unable to control the desire to rape him, but he still refused to let him go: "This is not the style that Lemon's father should have."

Ling Meng closed her mouth tightly without saying a word, but the strength in her hands did not weaken at all.

Shan Zhu had teased him enough, and pampered him with a kiss on the cheek: "Don't worry, we won't be hitting the base today."

Only then did Ling Meng let go of her hand little by little, and Shan Zhu slowly rubbed outside the restricted area at a speed he could absolutely accept.Ling Meng's eyes were closed tightly, and the outline of Shan Zhu's fingers was outlined through the thin underwear fabric, and the uncontrollably secreted mucus stained the fabric into a round spot.Shan Zhu viciously selected the center of the round spot, pressed it and rotated it counterclockwise.

Ling Meng was a little unbearably teased by his slow motion, so she straightened her back, implying to speed up.Shan Zhu reached in tacitly, touching little Ling Meng at zero distance, instantly giving him the feeling of being electrified all over again, and the current was stronger than before.

Ling Meng was immersed in Shan Zhu's comforting caresses while thinking, this time even the bottom has been touched by Shan Zhu, wouldn't it be indirect when fans shake hands with him in the future... No, Ling Meng forced herself to forget such disgusting thoughts .

Shan Zhu didn't have the ability to read minds, so he could only tell from Ling Meng's intermittent low moans that he was enjoying it.

"Are you comfortable?" he asked softly.

"Um……"

"Want to hurry up?"

"……Um."

Shan Zhu speeded up, Ling Meng wanted to spread his legs and arched his body, at a loss as to what posture to take.

"What do you think?"

Ling Meng opened his eyes, and lost focus for a short time: "This is the hand of APM350+ helping me."

"Faster than your own?"

"My hand speed is not bad."

Ling Meng babbled frantically, trying to distract her attention, and didn't want to give up her arms and surrender so quickly.Obviously, he can ride a bicycle for more than ten kilometers. Why did he hire a substitute driver and the fuel tank bottomed out after less than three kilometers?

Shan Zhu sees through and does not expose, and changes the angle and speed, which will most likely allow him to enjoy it for a while.Ling Meng got on the gear-shifting car, and for a while it was so fast that it made him tremble all over, and for a while it was so slow that he couldn't help but move up and down.

"My driving skills are not bad, right?" Shan Zhu asked him for credit.

Ling Meng panted unsteadily: "Is it a roller coaster?"

"It's better to advance bravely in the rapids, the kind that will splash the water when you dive at the end."

Ling Meng didn't answer, he couldn't speak anymore, he could only pant.And Shan Zhu chose to gag his mouth at this moment, devouring the little oxygen, he could only whine in protest.

When Shan Zhu pinched the sensitive nipple with his other free hand and rubbed it back and forth, Ling Meng couldn't even make a whining sound.He was trembling with excitement, clasping Shan Zhu's forearm tightly, not knowing whether he wanted him to let go or not to leave.

He bravely entered the rickety car in the rapids, climbed step by step to the highest point of the entire track, and dived to the bottom at an extremely fast speed, stirring up waves that were ten feet high.

Shan Zhu approached Ling Meng viciously with his hand that was stained with lemon juice: "Does Daddy Lemon want to talk about end-of-life care?"

"...Dad tried his best, and it's worth it for you to die at the hands of your godfather."

He tried his best to find tissues on the bedside table for a long time, but the hotel service was inhumane, so finally Shan Zhu got up to get them.

After wiping his hands, Shan Zhu lay down next to Ling Meng, and put his face very close: "For the host's hard work, how about a kiss?"

Ling Meng generously kissed him, raised her hand and poked his chest twice with her index finger: "666."

Shan Zhu hugged him for a moment, grabbed Ling Meng's hand and pressed it on his handbrake: "May I try your hand speed?"

Ling Meng also wanted to show that he was very skillful as Shan Zhu, but he sweated profusely for a long time, and Shan Zhu was only hard, but there was no sign of ejaculation.

"You're screwed..." he complained.

"That's how persistent we guys are."

Ling Meng squeezed unceremoniously: How dare you be so arrogant when the fatal handle is in my hands.

Shan Zhu resolutely fired the driver, turned him over, forced the semi-soft little Ling Meng hard again from behind, and at the same time put his hard avatar into the gap between his legs and rubbed it. There was a threat that he was about to break in.

"I agreed not to attack the base!" Ling Meng reminded him to keep his word.

"I'll just hit the tower at the door." Shan Zhu really just rubbed outside, Ling Meng's breathing gradually became heavy under his movements, and after a long time, he didn't care where Shan Zhu was hitting.

When the climax was approaching, Ling Meng tried her best to turn her head away, and the two exchanged a long and fiery deep kiss.

"Are you still coming?" Shan Zhu's eyes lit up after ejaculating just once, obviously he was still in good spirits.

"...the Viagra barbecue you had tonight?"

"It's just one round."

"I played two rounds."

"BO3?"

"reject."

Shan Zhu felt a little pity: "I still want to try those positions in the picture."

"What picture?"

"The picture they drew on Weibo, didn't they circle you?"

Of course it was circled, but Ling Meng didn't expect Shan Zhu to read Aite's reminder.

"I don't want to. Fatigue driving is very dangerous. Life and death are only a moment."

Seeing that Ling Meng was really tired, Shan Zhu had no choice but to touch and kiss his forehead regretfully, and hug him in his arms.

"Then sleep, the future will be long."

Anyway, I'm not Fang Chang.Ling Meng yawned, and when she fell asleep in a daze, she thought, later on, she must find out those bloggers on Weibo who drew pictures of him and Shan Zhu all day long, and block them one by one.