sorry i want you

After Xin Yue came out of the shower, lying on the bed, he couldn't help flashing the picture he saw at the door just now.

That boy, go find Ou Jiming?why?

Is it...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help frowning, the way the little boy looked at Ou Jiming...

I'm afraid the two of them have been involved for a long time, but I don't know it.

Xin Yue was lying on the bed thinking about things over and over again, when someone knocked on the door suddenly.

Xin Yue didn't want to move, he lay down on the bed and pretended to be dead.

But that man was relentless, like if Xin Yue didn't open the door, he would knock the door through.

The sound of knocking on the door made Xin Yue upset, he plucked his hair, and finally got up to open the door.

He didn't expect that it was the little boy who knocked on the door.

The boy's thick black hair was messy, and the neckline of his white shirt became wrinkled, as if it had been torn by someone. His beautiful lips were a little red and swollen, which was... the result of being kissed too much.

A pair of dark eyes were wet, looking at him timidly like a deer.

For him, no matter what, he couldn't get angry.

Xin Yue asked modestly and politely: "What's the matter with you?"

The boy was half a head shorter than Xinyue. At this time, he lowered his head and turned his hair to face Xinyue. He nervously grabbed the hem of his clothes, his face flushed, and he hesitated and said: "You... May I ask you?" Are there any condoms here?"

The boy was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in.

Xin Yue was shocked by his words, although he had already prepared who he was and why he came here.

But when he was asked face to face if there was such a thing, he was still slightly shocked.

His face suddenly became serious: "It's still daytime, what do you want that kind of thing for?" Don't tell me that it's used to blow up balloons or something!

The boy's face was so red that it was about to bleed, as if he had been severely insulted, he turned his face aside and looked at the door frame: "If you don't borrow it, why do you say such things?" Turn around and leave.

Xin Yue suddenly pulled him back.

The boy looked up at Xin Yue stubbornly with his blushing face: "What else do you want to do? Do you want to preach to me?" The wet eye sockets had already turned red, and tears were rolling in them.

Xin Yue really wanted to persuade him a few words, but now he couldn't bear it.

Besides, even if he said it, he might not be able to listen to it.

Why let him knock on the door of the next room and sigh softly: "Yes. Go in and get it yourself."

The boy's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, he took a breath, and his original aggrieved and stubborn eyes turned back to the cautious one before.He bowed his head around Xin Yue and walked in.

After a while, the boy hurried out grabbing a box of condoms without saying a word to Xin Yue.

Xin Yue looked back at him hastily opening Ou Jiming's door, frowning.

The boy looked like a minor, but Ou Jiming...

Xin Yue was stunned at the door for a while, but still came to the door of Ou Jiming's room.

He considered whether to knock on the door, but he didn't expect to hear a boy's voice from inside.

"Ou Shao, that's what you said, you're going to use up two boxes of condoms today, you can keep your word." The boy's voice was not as submissive as when he was talking to Xin Yue just now, but instead became charming.

Xin Yue immediately dismissed the idea of ​​taking the little boy away, turned around and went back to his room.

At this time in Ou Jiming's room, the boy was almost glued to Xin Yue's body, one hand impatiently got into Ou Jiming's shirt, and the other hand proudly waved the condom he 'borrowed' from Xin Yue.

Ou Jiming looked at him with a smile, but didn't speak.

The boy became more daring, and his delicate palm stroked Ou Jiming's chest for a while, and buckled the small grain on his chest.

Satisfied with the sound of Ou Jiming's inhalation, he smiled sweetly, and his hands slid down along the curve of his waist and fell on his trousers.

The waistbands of the sportswear were all elastic, and the boy's hand slipped in smoothly, grabbing him through a burst of fabric.

Ou Jiming's stomach tightened, then he raised his head and closed his eyes.

The boy kneads.

Ou Jiming's breathing became heavier gradually.

The silky hand let go of him, and continued to slide down, caressing the tender flesh on the inside of his leg.

Ou Jiming's breathing trembled.

The boy became more and more proud, threw the condom on the bed, and pushed Ou Jiming's clothes away with his protruding hands, exposing his chest.

He tilted his head to hold it, and bit his white teeth lightly.

While biting, he was vague: "Brother, I... I can't bear it anymore, I want you so much."

Freed up one hand, grabbed Shuang Jiming's hand, and stuck it into his pants from behind.

His fingertips were hot and wet.

Ou Jiming opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, his eyes were a little empty.

Pinching the boy's chin, he lifted it up to let him look at him: "Are you ready?"

The boy's red cheeks were flushed, his eyes were so wet that he was about to shed tears, and the red lips swollen from being kissed made people want to take a bite.

"If you're not ready, how dare you come to serve you?" The boy half-closed his eyes, half-opened his red lips, and the tip of his tongue twitched between his lips and teeth. Ou Jiming's obsessive attitude gave Ou Jiming an instant reaction, and he almost couldn't hold back.

"You're so coquettish, you're so coquettish." Ou Jiming gritted his teeth and uttered words.

The boy still looked at him winkingly: "As long as he can serve Master Ou well, Wu Xin can do whatever he wants."

Ou Jiming: "Wu Xin?" He thought about it carefully, "You deserve that name too?"

Boy: "If you say I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy. You can call me whatever you want."

Ou Jiming's hand on his chin tightened.

Wu Xin was in pain, and couldn't help frowning on his innocent face: "Master Ou, you hurt me." That expression was really distressing.

It's a pity that Ou Jiming never took this kind of trick. He pushed Wu Xin away, turned around and walked to the bed, took out the wallet from his pocket, and took out a large wad of money from it: "Take the money and leave."

Wu Xin was startled.

The face that was still charming all living beings just now suddenly changed to the weak and pitiful face when he first came: "Master Ou, you... what do you mean?"

Ou Jiming shook the money in his hand: "Isn't that what you are for? Take the money and leave."

Wu Xin still doesn't understand why things took such a sudden turn for the worse: "You..." He shook his head in disbelief: "This...why? We were doing well just now, the atmosphere was very good, and we love each other very much. It feels like it, doesn't it?"

Ou Jiming only said in a deep voice, "Are you going to wait for me to throw you out?"

Wu Xinjie bit her lower lip lightly with white teeth: "Master Ou, what did I do wrong? Let you... let you treat me like this suddenly."

Ou Jiming threw the money on the ground: "You want me to explain it to you with nonsense?"