Luggage Syndrome

In the sweltering July, the major colleges and universities in the university city started their summer vacation one after another.

Liang Yicheng majored in management, and his junior year was the busiest time for his studies, but he was addicted to masturbating cats, and his mind was spent on researching how to masturbate Fu Lang. In a blink of an eye, it was exam week, and he was having a good time .

Fortunately, Liang Yicheng is a good boy who listens carefully to the class without distracting his attention. Coupled with the fact that he hugged Buddha's feet all night for a few nights, he passed all the courses without any risk.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and took Yu Qingming to the cafeteria on the day when the results were released. It was called a celebration, but it was actually a naked interrogation.

"The exams are over, can we stop eating in the dining hall? The porridge in the dining hall is really unpalatable..."

Yu Qingming was listlessly stirring the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the canteen. There were only a few traces of flesh color in the white porridge, and there was no trace of the preserved egg at all.

Liang Yicheng snorted, "No, I won't be willing to stuff your mouth if I don't eat."

"..."

Yu Qingming raised the spoon vigilantly, put on a defensive posture, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, don't be nervous, I just want to hear the story between you and Brother Tudou."

Yu Qingming glanced at Liang Yicheng, whose face was full of "gossip", and said angrily: "There is no story, I met him twice before, and I told you before."

"Then, something new?" Liang Yicheng cut the hot dog sausages on the plate into sections, poked a section into his mouth, and said, "Didn't he send you back that day? And then?"

"And then we went to bed."

"Pfft, cough, cough, cough..."

Liang Yicheng was caught off guard, a small piece of sausage choked in his throat, and coughed earth-shatteringly.After waiting for a long time, he said: "What's the matter with you? You were arguing in the toilet before, and then rolled into bed?"

Yu Qingming chuckled: "Did you hear that? Quarreling is a strategy, otherwise how can you trick that dead-headed man into being a solid gun with me?"

Liang Yicheng was dumbfounded: "Are you really solid guns?! Brother Tudou will agree to you? Was he still so angry when he left?"

"He didn't want to, but..."

That day, although Yang Yu was reluctant in every possible way, he still listened to Fu Lang and drove Yu Qingming back to school.

It was only with great difficulty that he got into Yang Yu's car, so how could Yu Qingming be honest.

It just so happened that the car started to get a little congested as soon as it got on the expressway, and the car stopped and went.

Seeing the right timing, Yu Qingming slowly unbuckled his seat belt, leaned his body little by little towards Yang Yu's direction, and quietly touched Yang Yu's thigh with his hand.

The car shook violently.

"what are you doing?!"

"What? You are allowed to touch me, but I am not allowed to touch you?"

Yang Yu was stunned.

I've seen those who show off, but I've never seen Yu Qingming who is so flirtatious that he doesn't want his life.

"Where am I driving? This is high speed!"

"It's okay, you drive your car, and I drive mine."

Yu Qingming's phoenix eyes almost narrowed into a slit, and while he was smiling, his hands were still unambiguous, and slowly touched upwards.

The front of the car swayed again, and the car on the side lane was taken aback, honking its horn and avoiding in horror.

"Hey, it's not safe to drive distracted, you have to concentrate on watching the road."

Yu Qingming's phoenix eyes almost narrowed into a slit, and while he was smiling, his hands were still unambiguous, and slowly touched upwards.

The front of the car swayed again, and the car on the side lane was taken aback, honking its horn and avoiding in horror.

"Hey, it's not safe to drive distracted, you have to concentrate on watching the road."

Hearing Yu Qingming's gleeful reminder, Yang Yue's face was livid with anger, but the seat belt was fastened tightly, and there was no place to hide if he wanted to, and he had to always be on guard against the car in front of him stopping suddenly, so he had no time to distract the messy hands between his legs .

Yu Qingming just rubbed it lightly a few times, and the giant thing in his hand showed signs of awakening.

Yang Yu immediately clamped his legs to try to stop his movements, but he couldn't hold back his thighs and abdominal muscles, dodging around on the small seat, stretched.If he didn't pay attention, he also broke the legs that were close together, and the loose slacks were immediately pushed up high, and he couldn't pinch them even if he wanted to.

Yu Qingming grasped the fully erect organ before Yang Yu reached out to cover it, felt the size and hardness of his hand with satisfaction, and sighed: "It's so hard, I haven't touched it a few times, are you so hungry? "

Yang Yu was multitasking, and couldn't stop him. He couldn't stop him, and he couldn't stop him, so he was so angry that he simply turned his heart away and looked at the road without squinting, as if he didn't exist.

Yu Qingming was so happy that he didn't resist, and played with the hard penis in his hand more recklessly.

Yu Qingming knew how terrible Yang Yu would be if he persisted for a long time, but now that the initiative is rarely in his hands, he naturally couldn't make it easier for Yang Yu.

After some exploration, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Yang Yu's balls were extremely sensitive. Every time he touched them, Yang Yu's thigh muscles would suddenly tense.

Yu Qingming smirked, using both hands together, rubbing the most sensitive tops of all men with the palm of the palm through the trousers, and pinching the two plump balls with the other hand.It didn't take long for Yang Yue's breath to become heavy, and the thick penis in his hand was so swollen that he could hardly hold it.

Under his skillful play, Yang Yue suddenly stepped on the brakes.

Yang Yu lay on the steering wheel in a daze, squeezed Yu Qingming's wrist with one hand, and half covered his face with the other, trying to block the rapid panting.

Yu Qingming's bones were cracked by Yang Yu's pinch, but he refused to let go, instead he pinched back hard without admitting defeat.

"Damn—ah..."

Yang Yu's whole body froze, and he blurted out angrily, but couldn't stop the extremely sexy moan overflowing from his throat.

Yang Yu's voice was extremely low, but Yu Qingming's scalp felt numb and his abdomen felt tight.

The organ in his hand was still throbbing violently, and the huge front end held by his palm swelled up and down, and he could even feel the impact of the semen on his pants.

Yang Yu was extremely annoyed, and deeply felt that he should have thrown him to the side of the highway from the very beginning.But the people on the side not only did not repent, but also added fuel to the fire: "Is my handwork good? Is it much better than yours? To be honest, your handwork is better than yours, but you are so fast. How many kilometers have you traveled?"

"you--"

"Maybe your name came about by chance, how similar it is to Duan Yu, your thing is also like his Six Meridians Excalibur, it works sometimes and sometimes doesn't."

"Hold……"

"You'll talk about it anyway? Otherwise, why didn't you dare to be a solid gun when I said it before? Are you afraid that if you repeat it too many times, your incompetence will be exposed..."

Yang Yu was furious, and said angrily: "Who can't do it?! Take it for granted! I won't fuck you so hard that you never dare to see me again, so I won't call you Yang Yu——"

Yu Qingming interrupted: "Okay, anyway, I don't think yams and potatoes sound good, so I'll call you Potato from now on."

"?"

Yang Yu was stunned for a moment, but then he came to his senses and shouted, "You are the potato! Your whole family is the potato!"

Liang Yicheng admired Yu Qingming so much that he looked like he was open-minded to be taught and listened attentively.

Why didn't he think of molesting Fu Lang while driving?

Yu Qingming recalled Yang Yu's embarrassing expression at that time, and he was overjoyed: "He may not pass so fast in his life. He must be holding back too hard. When I got out of the car, I saw his butt was wet hahahahaha... ..."

Liang Yicheng felt sorry for Yang Yue, and sighed, "Just be yourself...why do you insist on being a solid gun with him?"

Yu Qingming smiled in a good mood: "I fell in love with him before, but I only know how to chase friends with benefits. How can I pursue them if I don't become friends with benefits first? Speaking of which, I have to thank you for creating another opportunity for me. "

"..." Liang Yicheng sighed, and said, "Brother Tudou... he is not easy. If you are not serious, you can let him go..."

Yu Qingming seemed a little surprised, looked at him from the side, his phoenix eyes slightly raised.

Yu Qingming picked up the bowl, gulped down the preserved egg porridge like plain water, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and said, "No one in this world has an easy life."

"But—cough cough cough..."

Yu Qingming saw the moment Liang Yicheng opened his mouth, forked a piece of hot dog sausage from the plate, and stuffed it into Liang Yicheng's mouth. The little sausage choked him again and made him cough violently.

Yu Qingming took the opportunity to put the last hot dog sausage on his plate into his mouth, narrowed his eyes slowly, and said, "Besides, how do you know I'm not serious?"