sorry i want you

The bed sheets were messy, the white shirt was slowly withdrawn, and the tight eight-pack abs felt bloated and trembling.

The strong impact made his vision confused, and the blurry face in front of him became clearer, but it shook so badly that he couldn't see it clearly.

Xin Yue had that dream again.

Ever since he had skin-to-skin contact with Ou Jiming, he never had that dream again.

But he did it again today.

He didn't know why either.

But he never treats himself badly in his dreams, so he let his five senses indulge and fly wantonly.

He was lying on the double bed alone, the air conditioner on his body was rubbed to the ground by him, his legs rubbed together impatiently, his hands grabbed the light gray bed sheet, his knuckles were a little white.

He frowned, and a series of broken moans escaped from his clenched lips.

Sunlight streamed in through the screened windows, casting an elongated human silhouette on the bed.

"Hmm..." Xin Yue suddenly groaned in discomfort, his body trembled, and his pants were wet.

In the dream, Xin Yue gradually calmed down.And the face that had been swaying in front of him before gradually became real and clear.

And that face was none other than Ou Jiming!

He turned pale with fright.

'Ou Jiming' in the dream looked at him evilly and licked his lips: "Don't you hate me? Do you think I'm sick? Didn't you yell under my father just now."

Xin Yue's face flushed red.

'Ou Jiming' rushed towards him again.

Xin Yue knew it was a dream, and he woke up from the dream with a low growl.

He sat up suddenly, because he was too excited, another torrent gushed out of his body.

Xin Yue endured a feeling of numbness, and he let out a heavy sigh of relief after the feeling subsided.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the elongated figure reflected on the bed.

He raised his head suddenly, and saw Ou Jiming holding his mobile phone facing him: "Oh, I finally woke up, you seemed to have a good time in your dream just now, as expected... the perverted uncle is different, he even dreams like ordinary people different."

Xin Yue didn't hear what he was saying at all, his eyes only fell on the mobile phone in Ou Jiming's hand, his face suddenly sank, and he asked coldly, "Did you take a picture just now?"

Ou Jiming came back to his senses, glanced at the phone in his hand again, and smiled ruffantly: "Of course, it would be a pity not to take a picture of such a wonderful scene of masturbation just now, you don't know, just now you There are so many waves under the camera, I can't stand it, I can't wait to jump on it."

Xin Yue's face turned purple, he stood up abruptly, and rushed towards Ou Jiming: "Delete the video!"

But just now... his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand still.

Before the fist landed on Ou Jiming's body, he couldn't stop falling forward.

Ou Jiming caught him easily.

Xin Yue's face was buried between his legs.

This position is awkward.

Ou Jiming didn't know what was wrong for a while, Xin Yue was so angry that his face turned from purple to vermilion.Pushing Ou Jiming away suddenly, he took two steps back and fell down on the bed.

"Ou Jiming, you are really despicable and shameless." He tried his best to control his emotions, but his face still revealed everything.

Ou Jiming looked indifferent: "Shameless? Compared with you, I can be regarded as an upright gentleman. I am not like some people. I have been... since I was a child. I am afraid that your perverted shamelessness is brought out from your bones. .”

Xin Yue: "Delete the video just now, we can pretend that nothing happened."

Ou Jiming: "What if I don't? How rare is such a wonderful little video? When I can't find anyone, I can take it out and watch it. How useful it is! It's for building freedom, prosperity, and democracy. Contributed to a united socialist society."

"..." Xin Yue gritted his teeth, how could Ou Jiming have the face to say such words triumphantly?His emotions were too bad to be described in words, but his reasons had prevailed and he gradually calmed down.

He said: "How do you want to delete it? Just put forward the conditions."

Ou Jiming looked at Xin Yue from top to bottom, but didn't speak.

Xin Yue retreated to the bed, knelt and sat on it: "Don't you just want this? As long as you delete the video, you can do whatever you want!" He pulled down the fabric, and the lively little thing immediately popped out .

He leaned his neck back slightly, the neck folded into a graceful curve, and the two points on his chest rose and fell with his breathing.

Ou Jiming: "..." He swallowed hard, looked straight at Xin Yue, and walked towards him.

Xin Yue is not the youngest man Ou Jiming has ever played with, but he is the most interesting man he has ever met so far.

His every move reveals endless amorous feelings, which can make his mouth dry in minutes.

Every cell in his body was clamoring for the man in front of him.

But now he is still rational, not to mention that Xin Yue looks at him with such provocative eyes, he can't lose his price by himself, and for his purpose... he has to endure.

Waiting for him to be tidied up, why can't he play?

He walked to the bed and was about to pull his pants back to their original position, but Xin Yue suddenly flew over with a fist and hit him impartially on the face.

Ou Jiming's head was tilted by the punch, and he fell on the bed.

Xin Yue had already pounced on him, pressed him firmly on the bed, and snatched the mobile phone from his hand.

Xin Yue flipped through Ou Jiming's phone for a while, but he didn't find the video he secretly shot.

"Where did you save the video?!" Xin Yue pressed him, asking him to explain.

Ou Jiming pressed the bruised half of his face, and said with a smile, "You are really stupid. I said I did it, so did I?"

Xin Yue: "Are you kidding me!?"

Ou Jiming snatched the phone from Xin Yue's hand: "What's wrong with you?" Pushing Xin Yue away at the same time restrained him, and planned to settle the score with him for the fist, but unexpectedly his phone rang at this moment up.

After glancing at the caller ID, he was about to throw it aside, but after seeing who was calling, he still picked it up.

"Grandpa, I'm Ji Ming."

"Go home?" Ou Jiming frowned, and glanced at Xin Yue who was still struggling in vain under his pressure, "I'm in a hurry right now, I'm afraid I don't have time to go back."

After he finished speaking, he didn't know what the person on the phone said to him, but his frown became deeper and deeper, and the expression on his face became more and more stinky.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Xin Yue pushed Ou Jiming away from his body, freed himself from his restraint, and found a t-shirt and shorts in the closet to put on.

As soon as he got dressed, Ou Jiming also ended the call. He looked back at Xin Yue with bad eyes, and Xin Yue guarded against him.