nice to drive

He Qing felt a "hum" in his head, and felt the scorching flames blowing to his ears, and his whole body was hot.

He couldn't tell for a moment whether Ying and Jiang were too provocative, or he was too sensitive.

Damn it, didn't I swear by myself that it was the love of the hawthorn tree!

He Qing just lay on his back on the back seat, Ren Yingyu pinched his chin and bit his earlobe.

He Qing squinted his eyes and hummed, Ying Yujiang straightened his upper body and went to the front seat to pull the handbrake, pressed the button, turned off the fire, and stretched out his arms to straighten the back of the passenger seat.

Only then did he maximize the space in the back seat. He glanced around and closed the window again.

He Qing was ashamed, and felt a cold wind pouring into the car, and the hem of her thin layer of pajamas had been lifted above the navel.

He lay flat on the back seat, with his arms folded to cover his eyes: "What are you doing with the window open..."

Ying and Jiang panted and answered, "It will be boring."

He is too rare to congratulate, this person is clean and has never played around and is still a baby. He was in the car for the first time, not to mention whether he can finish it, but it is true that there are no problems...

After He Qing heard the reason, she stopped making trouble now, but she is not a very obedient person physically, she has never experienced this kind of thing, she is considered a frizzy person, and she doesn't know what to do next.

I haven't even seen calcium tablets. Apart from knowing how to do it, what else is this?

Seeing that Yingyu was standing upright with his upper body upright, he didn't intend to bend down. Who knew that this person was still thinking about what to do so that he would not hurt himself. He hooked his legs in pajama pants to the waist of the person, and one leg Put Ying and Jiang's waist on the plate, press down lightly, and prop up your body a little bit with your elbows.

Immediately afterwards, He Qing felt a heat in his abdomen, and Ying Yujiang pushed his big hand away from the edge of his underwear, and stretched it in.

He Qing had a lump in her throat, and her brain froze. After all, she was an inexperienced person, so she couldn't hold back. She walked forward with her hips straight and found the heat source, and the two of them pressed closer together again.

He almost bit his lips so he couldn't help screaming, he hugged Ying Yujiang's neck and moaned, his eyes were lowered.

He looked at his crotch in a daze, and couldn't believe it. The hand that had held the gear lever, the hand that had picked up his collar at the hospital door, and the hand that had turned the steering wheel for him were comforting himself.

Ying Yujiang's hands were extremely powerful, rubbing every inch made He Qing's whole body tremble, and he kept moaning as if electrified.

Provoking Ying and Jiang to rub the corner of He Qing's lips with a nose clip: "Call out."

As soon as he encountered something that made him shy, He Qing wanted to face it and suffer it. He bit his lip and refused to accept it. A thin layer of sweat broke out on his neck, and he finally managed to choke out a few words: "You fucking are bully me……"

Ying Yujiang smiled, lowered his head and kissed his lips: "What are you bullying you for?"

He Qing finally uttered a complete sentence, staring and cursing: "It's the first time!"

It's the first time someone has touched him in 20 years. He has very little knowledge of desire, and the other [-]% is considered a clean freak, and he rarely makes troubles.

Those male classmates of his in high school were so troublesome that they had to go to the hospital to see a doctor, but he was like a practicing Taoist every day, and he didn't bother to take off his pants.

Is the car shock considered a field battle? The one with the soft roof on the head and the leather seat under the body, isn’t the sky wild and the pear blossoms crushing the crabapple...

Ying Yu regarded this as a big tree, and it was too heavy for him to turn over.

Not to mention how long it took to be held and moved by someone I like so much, it's almost fucking coming out.

Ying and Jiang saw that his blushing was too much, his waist was trembling, his eyes were dim, and he no longer forced him, he lowered his head to kiss He Qing's lips, so violently and ferociously that He Qing lost all the strength to cross his legs , the whole person was paralyzed, shaking hands to touch Ying Yujiang's crotch.

As soon as the hand touched it, and measured the size and reaction, He Qing blushed, panting and cursed: "You fucking, have you hidden a gun?"

This sentence of rebuke, in exchange for the man's sexy and rare rude response: "I specially shot you."

Ying Yujiang felt that He Qing's hand covered him, as if he had taken an aphrodisiac, and felt that the temperature in the car was getting higher and higher, and the space was getting smaller and smaller, squeezing his and He Qing's bodies, and he couldn't breathe .

Bow down and kiss him, Ying and Jiang feel that the corner of He Qing's mouth is very sweet today.

After another kiss, Ying and Jiang said in a hoarse voice, "It's so sweet."

He Qing imitated his strength, and the thing in his hand was as hard as a soldering iron, which made his head dizzy, and responded in a daze: "You, fuck, this is spicy..."

Unexpectedly, Ying Yujiang sped up the speed of his hand seriously, pressed He Qing hard, and uttered firm words in his ear.

"Beijingers like sweet food, while Sichuanese like spicy food. You have both. I like them everywhere."

Grass, He Qing lost his mind, this confession was too timely, it was rare to hear him say so much, and I was sensitive to his voice at first, I couldn't hold it back, I responded with a chuckle, and twisted my rough fingertips Shang Heqing's lower abdomen was all rubbed on it.

She rarely saw this thing, and when her mind became confused, He Qing felt that she could no longer look directly at Cheese.

He Qing said again: "I have...in my down jacket bag...fuck..."

Before he could finish this sentence, he felt cold under his crotch, and the pajama pants were taken off by Respondent, down to the heels of his legs.

There was a burst of heat on his body, and before he could react, he felt a chill behind his back.

Ying and Jiang pulled He Qing's leg into the crook of his arm, and the two faced each other.

As before, Ying and Jiang put their foreheads against He Qing's and kissed him reverently.

It didn't matter that He Qing was busy with embarrassment now, Ying and Jiang pushed hard to push away his legs that were already stuck around his waist.

He held He Qing down, pulled He Qing's down jacket with one hand, took out the lubricating fluid from his pocket, touched the hem of his shirt, lifted the corner, and put it in his mouth.

The man lowered his head, the short hard stubble behind his ears pierced the neckline of his jacket, a thin layer of sweat overflowed, and he could see his high nose bridge, which was half shadowed by the dim light.

He poured a lot of lubricating fluid on his hands, and his rough fingertips touched He Qing's back and slid down, the movements were extremely gentle.

This is congratulations.

He put it on the tip of his heart, wanting to protect his congratulations.

The fingers, which were already thicker and longer than those of ordinary men, made He Qing snort every inch they entered, the backs of his feet were arched, and his slender legs had no strength, resting on Ying Yujiang's waist.

Ying and Jiang's handsome outlines were already blurred in the night, and after a pause, he opened his mouth and said, "It's still strawberry... how about a set?"

He Qing was too lazy to speak, this posture made his collarbone very obvious: "Don't worry..."

Hearing this, there was a fierce gasp in the throat, the flames that ignited in Ying Yu's eyes seemed to be bright in the dark night, and the two thick eyebrows were furrowed.

Ying and Jiang climbed to He Qing's ear, and called him in a deep voice: "Qing'er..."

He Qing just felt swollen, was sweating all over, couldn't utter half a word, and was a bit unaccustomed to being called out like this, trembling all over.

How could these two nicknames who have been called by him for 20 years become so lustful when they are called by him?

He finally let out a very low "um", the seat knocked his back a little sore, and moved his butt, but the sense of presence was too strong for a moment, it made him tremble, and he dared not move again.

There was a surge of energy and blood in his heart, Ying Yujiang's eyes were dark, and the deepest part revealed an indistinct beastliness, and his hoarse voice seemed to have been honed many times: "If you can't bear it, just say it."

Ying and Jiang didn't like to talk much at all, and at such a critical moment, they didn't want to say any more. They reached out to hold He Qing's hand, bent down, and licked He Qing's ear.

The feeling of being kissed on the ears is so comfortable, He Qing is so breathless, out of breath...

With such a breath, the sound just exploded in Ying Yujiang's ears again, his eyes were already red, and he couldn't control it anymore.

Ying and Jiang picked up He Qing's long legs, folded them in half and put them on their shoulders.

Supporting, kissing, pushing hard, the movements are domineering and slow.

Abdominal distension and pain overwhelmed He Qing in an instant.

In He Qing's eyes, only Ying Yujiang's back was left, and he couldn't even see the roof of the car. With half-opened eyes, he felt that his whole body was about to be split apart, and he couldn't exert his strength, his face was turning pale.

He endured it for a while, feeling that Ying Yujiang stopped, holding his breath, he could feel his blood surging through his chest, He Qing gritted his teeth, turned his face to bite Ying Yujiang's chin...

"It's okay, take your time...ah, fuck me..."

Ying and Jiang knew that they had to be restrained and slow, but when He Qing groaned like this, his rationality was disconnected, and he became cruel, and slowly sent it in, until he was deeply involved.

With an iron arm in his arms, he turned over the congratulations, as if someone was fished out of the water.

The car lights were dimly lit, Ying Yujiang's figure flickered in and out of the night, He Qing's eyes turned red again.

This is the night, what it does to the moonlight...

In the fierce collision, a sky full of stars was rubbed out.

In the He family's private parking garage, it was dark, only in this Mercedes-Benz Grand G, the dashboard still had a faint light.

The car body was shaking slightly, and from the half-opened window in the back row, one could see Young Master He's white wrist resting on the window, dangling, picking at the glass and car window...

He, the young master of the He family, was in the garage of his home in Chengdu, with an old man from Beijing, when the car shook.

He Qing thought, what the hell, it's very fashionable.

After a while of conquest, He Qing felt that half of his waist was going to be broken. Taking advantage of the moment when Ying Yujiang took off his shirt, he bit his lip and cursed, "Did you... have you taken medicine?"

Ying Yu unbuttoned two shirt buttons with his left hand, flung the shirt, put it on the back of the co-pilot's seat, and slammed his lower body forward, causing He Qing to scream.

"Is it useful?"

"use……"

Ying and Jiang collided again, bowed their heads and kissed his neck.

"Ask you."

He Qing's mouth had been vague for a long time, she propped her hand on the seat, touched Ying and Jiang's firm and beautiful abdominal muscles with her fingertips, and responded with her neck raised: "Use...use, don't..."

Damn, Ying and Jiang are not people who play car shocks anymore, this is a fucking car guy...

It was refreshing, the car's headlights suddenly turned on, making He Qing's eyelids twitch.

"Fuck... sensor lights, damn it, why are the lights on..."

Ying Yujiang said with a smile: "The shock was too strong."

He Qing hugged his neck and gasped: "Didn't you... turn off the flame?"

Ying Yujiang was so thick-skinned that Congratulations didn't notice it, and replied without changing his face: "You are too hot."

"Fart... I rely on it!"

Ying Yujiang grabbed the car keys from the armrest box, and slapped He Qing's face with ice, which made him scream, and he couldn't hold back the low moan, and uttered a few words.

He pushed his elbows to his chest, his legs were trembling, his words were shattered by Ying and Jiang, he bit his lips and cursed: "Fucking...you are so cheap!"

Should and will be irrefutable.

The keys of this high-end luxury car are all in one piece. As long as the key is in the car, the car will automatically sense it.

As soon as the light came on, the faces of the two people were illuminated. He Qing could clearly see Ying Yu Jiang's face immersed in lust. His lower jaw, Adam's apple, all the way to his neck, and then put the palm of his hand against his neck...

Seeing that He Qing still had the strength to tease him, Ying Yujiang slammed forward, with such a bold move that He Qing's legs trembled, and his hands were pinching his neck.

Ying Yu felt himself being pinched in pain, and let out a dull moan from the pain, his crotch chased even more vigorously, lowered his head to kiss He Qing's ridiculously red eyes, and embedded them deeper.

I want to keep asking for it, and I want to escape when I want to congratulate you.

Parting his thighs, Ying and Jiang brought the tip of his nose close to his neck and took a few greedy breaths, wrapping his arms around his lower back for stability.

As if possessed by a demon, the big hand grabbed He Qing's waist and pinched him wildly, until He Qing wanted to kick him off: "Pinch the fart..."

Ying Yujiang stretched out his hand and pinched his ass, and said in a low voice, "The first time I saw your picture, I missed your waist."

He Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she scolded him again: "I'm interested..."

Ying Yujiang smiled, held He Qing up, buried his head in biting his side waist: "It's called love at first sight."

When the trouble was enough, he pushed He Qing back into his arms, and Ying and Jiang sat firmly on the back seat.

Ying Yujiang crushed He Qing's hip bones with his fingers, pressed his waist and abdomen, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Hold the backrest."

Her ears were burning hot, He Qing's strength was almost gone, she sat on Ying Yujiang with her back facing him, her whole body hung on the back of the front seat, her chin rested on the edge of the backrest, humming All in tune: "Fuck..."

He Qing sat up slowly, hugged the back of the chair in front of her, buried her face in the shirt that Ying Yu would hang on the back of the chair.

What came to his nostrils was the smell of Ying and Jiang, as well as the smell of the perfume bought for him that day.

So fucking sexy.

Lust poured down one after another, covering the shoulders of the two of them, covering everything.

He Qing just hugged the back of the co-pilot's seat, while Ren Yingyu sat in the back seat, rolling over his back inch by inch with his lips that couldn't speak a few words.

The feeling has reached the deepest point, and he is probably going to die in the garage today.

too wavy.

When this round was over, Ying Yujiang wiped the paper that had been pulled over the car by him, feeling that He Qing's body temperature had risen a little, and started to feel worried, so he grabbed the sweater and was about to put it on He Qing.

He Qing stretched out her arms to block it, and she was about to go crazy, her eyes were flushed, she was afraid that she should see the faint spring, she stretched out her arms to cover her face, and said softly, "We..."

"Let's go outside, like that day..."

"You put me on the hood that day."

Ying Yujiang only felt a roar in his head, which made him burst into an evil fire, and his eyes went straight.

After enduring and enduring, Ying and the general said: "No, you are not finished yet."

Upon hearing this, He Qing was unhappy, and stared and said: "It's not shocking outside... I know I'm not over, but you are so fucking hard!"

Ying Yujiang pretended not to hear, and went to kiss He Qing's ear indiscriminately, until He Qing's whole body softened into a puddle of mud, and he couldn't speak except humming.

At first I thought that He Qing would be obedient, but as soon as he let go, He Qing raised his face, with the tip of his nose, imitating the way he responded to the general, and begged in a low voice: "Please, this garage is my private garage. other people……"

No matter how fucking patient he is, Ying Yujiang is no longer a man. He reached out and took He Qing's down jacket to wrap He Qing, then pulled off his windbreaker, and wrapped He Qing's upper body in three layers of cotton. He picked up the ball in his arms and went to open the door while holding it.

It is also considered to fulfill a small wish of congratulations. The Mercedes-Benz G is too high to go up. Based on the principle of being close to the general, I picked the peacock blue Ferrari 812 next to it.

He hugged He Qing, barely let He Qing's back touch the cold hood, just hugged him and fucked hard, making He Qing's body tremble, and he groaned in a hoarse voice.

Half of He Qing's arm was tightly wrapped around Ying Yujiang's neck, it was white in the night, and the cotton socks on her feet flicked and flicked.

He Qing looked at Ying Yujiang's face in a daze, and he was about to overlap with him when Jingang met for the first time that day. From a distance, the figure fighting on him seemed to be pulled onto the track and intertwined , stretched for a long time.

……

At the end of the round, Ying Yujiang lowered his head to look at He Qing's face, felt that it was almost done, and then wrapped him up and carried him back to the car.

He Qing was completely exhausted, and Ying and Jiang could see it, after all, it was the first time, and the body hadn't healed yet, and it was over after all the tossing.

He wrapped He Qing tightly, and didn't clean up the mess in the car. He turned on the heating and air conditioner in the car, and the temperature rose a little. He reached out to brush the hair behind He Qing's ears, and rubbed his earlobe.

Ying and Jiang said: "I know you are in pain."

Seeing that He Qing didn't say anything, he added: "Thank you, baby, so..."

Ying Yujiang suddenly blushed, and said, "Forgive me."

He Qing's heart warmed, but she still kept a straight face and cursed "I'm sorry".

He leaned his head on Ying Yujiang's shoulders and drooped his eyes, and cursed again: "Gua Waer."

Ying Yu frowned, he understood this sentence, and knew what He Qing meant, he curled his lips into a smile, and turned to kiss him.

He couldn't stop the kiss again, Ying Yujiang controlled himself again, picked up He Qing, put on his clothes and pants, carried him out of the car, and took the elevator upstairs.

After staying in the bathroom for a while, after everything was cleaned up, Ying Yujiang stared at the mirror with LEDs and smiled, stretched out his hand and squeezed He Qing's face: "You are quite coquettish."

He Qing secretly scolded him for learning Sichuan dialect indiscriminately.

Turning around again, staring at the mirror in the bathroom, seeing himself with hickey marks all over his body, with an over-indulgent appearance, but still so handsome.

He Qing couldn't help being stunned, and replied, "Ah...he's here to seduce you."

He Qing suddenly remembered that he was also in front of this mirror on the first night, leaning on his crotch to swear, holding Ying and Jiang's business card and cursing.

The relationship between them is not only a coincidence, primitive impulse, but also fireworks in the world, heart to heart.

When He Qing turned around, Ying Yujiang was also looking at him, holding hot water in his hand, and took the towel on the shelf to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

How time flies, He Qing thought.

① Gua Waer: Stupid.

② coquettish: smug.