sorry i want you

If it is said that after Xin Yue's body is wet, he wants to reveal and cover, and he is about to come out.

Then Ou Jiming was not much better.

The two small beans on the chest have stood upright, supporting a small piece of space on the top.Xin Yue looked straight at Ou Jiming, but his slender hands climbed onto his chest, scratching at the small spots.

Ou Jiming was so stimulated that he trembled, grabbed his troublesome hand, and reprimanded him, "What are you doing?"

Xin Yue tilted his head slightly, and the water splashed on his face: "What do you think?"

Ou Jiming pushed him against the wall, clasped his hands on top of his head, so that he could not make any more troubles: "If you don't do anything else, be careful, I'll eat you here." He leaned over, bit his ear, and pulled it out.

The breath brushed against the itchy flesh behind the ear, which made Xin Yue giggle and bow his head to avoid it.

As soon as he moved, the scene in front of his chest opened up even wider. Ou Jiming was already a head taller than him, so when he looked from top to bottom, he could take in everything inside.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, tight abdomen, chest rising and falling with breathing, water droplets meandering down the skin, drawing bright traces.

He suddenly felt parched, a hot fire shot up in his lower abdomen, and there was a throbbing pain between his legs.

If he was treated so frivolously by Ou Jiming in normal times, Xin would avoid him sooner.

Perhaps it was because of drinking today. Instead of struggling to escape, he raised his knees and rubbed against Ou Jiming's legs for a while, tilted his head back, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his chin slightly, and exhaled a lingering evil breath from his thin lips. Discourse: "Don't you really want to fuck me?"

Ou Jiming was deliberately teased by him, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and he was set on fire in an instant.

"You..." He gritted his teeth and said the word 'you', then lowered his head and bit Xin Yue's neck, pinched his chin, and forced him to look at him: "I only have shower gel at home, it's up to you if you want it. "

Xin Yue didn't speak, just bit his lower lip and looked at him steadily.

Ou Jiming's heart was in a mess with this damn look in his eyes.

Xin Yue pushed Ou Jiming away, and took off his clothes by himself.

Ou Jiming was almost dumbfounded. Is this the same Xin Yue who would go crazy when touched?

It's just another person, okay?

He roughly hooked his waist, turned him over and pressed him against the wall...

"Hmm..." He felt painfully, impatiently, and comfortably... all of his feelings surged towards his head, his brain went blank for an instant, a vast expanse of whiteness exploded in front of his eyes, and his ears were temporarily deaf.

Xin Yue drank a lot of wine, and the heat here made him feel a little dazed, unable to find the north, south, east, and west.

He could only let Ou Jiming toss about in various postures.

The only thing Xin Yue could do was to prevent himself from falling to the ground in such a mess.

Under the shower, in the bathtub, on the sink, even sitting on the toilet...

Xin Yue was almost exhausted, so he could only lean softly in his arms and let him rub and pinch.

Ou Jiming carried Xin Yue into the bedroom like a child.

As soon as Xin Yue touched the pillow, he didn't know what eve it was, and he only had time to hum softly a few times as a response.

As the night deepened, the hustle and bustle of the room finally returned to silence.

Xin Yue fell asleep with a tired face.

Ou Jiming lay beside him, stretched his arms under his neck, let him fall asleep on his pillow.

Pulling his face with his hands, he gently brushed away the wet, dry and sweaty hair on his face, revealing a full and smooth forehead.

The fingertips traced down his temples, all the way to his facial features, to his lips, then up to his nose, and then his eyes.

The long eyelashes felt fluffy to the touch, and as soon as they touched his upper eyes, he rolled his eyes uneasily, gave an impatient 'hmm', and grunted again, wanting to turn over uneasily , tried several times but was pulled back by Ou Jiming, reluctantly rubbed against Ou Jiming's arms a few times, but finally couldn't hold him back, so he had to sleep peacefully in his arms.

Ou Jiming took a deep breath, suppressed all the impending emotions, kissed Xin Yue on the lips contentedly, and fell asleep with his arms around him.

Ou Ji set the alarm clock before going to bed because there was a formal clothing exhibition the next day.

Last night, he tossed so hard that the alarm clock rang for the third time before Ou Jiming could barely get up.

Xin Yue, on the other hand, staggered out of bed when the first sound rang.

Last night, Xin Yue's clothes were all wet, even his underwear was not spared.

He got up and rummaged through Ou Jiming's closet, but couldn't find any clothes that suited his size.

Forget it, let's wait for Ou Jiming to get up and help find one. He took a white T-shirt from his cabinet and put it on.

When Ou Jiming woke up rubbing his eyes, he saw Xin Yue was covered in an oversized t-shirt, with two slender and straight legs dangling under the clothes.

Men are always more energetic in the morning, what's more, seeing such a scene, Ou Jiming only felt his nasal voice warm up, and there was a faint fishy smell.

He hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands and fell back on the bed.

When Xin Yue heard the noise, he turned around, with a trace of fragility and bewilderment on his slightly tired face: "Are you awake?" He asked in a calm tone, as if greeting good morning to the closest person.

Ou Jiming's whole body went limp from this soft call, and he looked away uncomfortably.

Xin Yue walked over cautiously: "Get up quickly, and help me find clothes." The tone was too natural and casual.

As if he was his lover.

After a night of trouble, he was exhausted and acted softly towards him.

Ou Jiming's heart turned into a puddle of cotton candy, soft and sweet.

He propped up his upper body, hooked his waist and pulled him over.

His face hit Xin Yue's lower abdomen, and it seemed that the breath of last night still lingered on it, causing his body to collapse.

"Hey!" Xin Yue was startled, and cried out in a low voice, putting his hands on Ou Jiming's shoulders, trying to push him away.

Ou Jiming's hands climbed up his waist, climbed up his shoulders, his neck, hooked them, pressed them down, and put his lips together.

"Hmm..." Xin Yue hummed lightly.

His waist was already sore and weak, but he was trying to hold it up just now.At this time, he forcefully hooked him, and couldn't hold on any longer, and pressed down on Ou Jiming.

Ou Jiming rolled him onto the bed in his arms, but his lips did not part.

Ou Jiming turned on his back and put his hands on both sides of his head, not daring to approach him.

He was afraid he couldn't control it.

"Huh?" Xin Yue looked at him suspiciously.

Then she pursed her lips and smiled, hooked his neck, raised her upper body and kissed him.

Ou Jiming's eyes widened suddenly.

Was Xin Yue laughing at himself just now?

Smile so relaxed, innocent, from the heart.

When he was in a daze, Xin Yue's tongue had imitated his usual appearance, got into his mouth, and traced his lips, teeth and tongue.