There is a rich second generation in the circle of friends

Just now I was talking about the game, but Jia Chong turned his face when he said that he turned his face, and suddenly pressed Zhang Zhang into the quilt, gnawed and kissed.

Zhang Zhang was quickly aroused by the kiss, but Jia Chong turned over at this time, got off Zhang Zhang, and lay beside Zhang Zhang, panting heavily, and did not move.

It's just... over?

Zhang Zhang looked at Jia Chong sideways, hesitated for a while, the desire in his body could not be suppressed, so he had to ask Jia Chong in embarrassment:

"Why...don't continue..."

Jia Chong frowned, and stroked the gauze wrapped around his arm: "Stretch it, the wound seems to be broken again."

"..." It really looks like it! "It hurts?"

Jia Chong nodded: "I can't move anymore, how about you come up?"

"Where are you going?" Zhang Zhang pretended not to know.

Jia Chong pulled Zhang Zhang onto himself with his intact hand, and pointed out: "Where are you going?" Then he approached Zhang Zhang's ear and jokingly said: "Is it uncomfortable to hold back? Sit up and let yourself Play."

Zhang Zhang's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his old face blushed: "No."

Jia Chong continued to coax Zhang Zhang in a low voice: "My dear baby, didn't you say that you should take good care of me at night? I have suffered such a serious injury, so you can't let me help."

"I didn't say I cared about you, you said it yourself!"

"Then it's a fact that I was injured, and I also endured it very hard, but I was injured in my arm, which made it difficult to move, and I couldn't solve it myself."

"Isn't your other hand still fine?"

"I don't use my other hand very much, I don't feel it."

"..." Zhang Zhang was very tangled.

Jia Chong pushed Zhang Zhang there with his good hand. When the heat of each other was getting closer, Zhang Zhang just pushed halfway and sat on Jia Chong's hot and hard body.

This is a completely different experience from the previous ones. Zhang Zhang is in the active position for the first time, feeling the part of Jia Chong's body slowly sinking into his body. It was so deep that Zhang Zhang couldn't help but let out a low hum.

Zhang's mother outside the house was still awake, and she heard the sound of cleaning the battlefield in the kitchen, so after Zhang Zhang groaned softly, he quickly gritted his teeth and raised his hand to cover his mouth.

Jia Chong raised his hand and placed it on Zhang Zhang's taut waistline. His hands were delicate and firm, and his heart fluttered. He couldn't help but stroke Zhang Zhang's waistline gently up and down.

Because of the touch on his waist, Zhang Zhang's breathing became more and more rapid and heavy. He held Jia Chong's hand cruising on his waist with one hand, and planned to push it away, but after touching Jia Chong's body temperature, he was reluctant to take it away Jia Chong pushed his hand away.

"Baby, take it easy, your house has good sound insulation, and Auntie won't hear you."

How could it be impossible to hear?Zhang Zhang can hear the sound of Zhang's mother sweeping the floor in the kitchen!

But now is not the time to worry about this. Desires mess with people’s minds. Zhang Zhang is now on the verge of being dominated by his body’s instincts. He doesn’t want to get off Jia Chong’s body. He thinks, as long as he tries not to make a sound, so that Zhang’s mother can’t hear it. Exceptions are fine.

Even if you have never seen, done or learned some skills, you can still master them by relying on instinct. For example, Zhang Zhang sat on Jia Chong’s iron pestle and moved without any rules for a while. twist up.

Zhang Zhang overestimated his ability to endure, and he didn't expect that although the initiative was in his hands, Jia Chong simply raised his back, provoking him so much that he almost screamed.

Unable to bear the impact of the sensation in his body at all, Zhang Zhang's waist softened, and he lay on Jia Chong's body. He tried not to make a sound in his throat, but he couldn't help but let out a soft hum, which was heard in Jia Chong's ear. Immediately, Jia Chong had an irresistible urge.

"Come on baby, I'm coming."

Zhang Zhang gritted his teeth and shook his head. He didn't dare to open his mouth, for fear that he would make a strange noise and draw Zhang's mother over.

Jia Chong wanted to push Zhang Zhang up, but Zhang Zhang held Jia Chong tightly and said nothing, the two stalemate for a while, Jia Chong had no choice but to let go, and decided to take back the initiative completely.

The light was turned off in the room, and the light was very dark. Zhang Zhang noticed Jia Chong’s movement, and immediately stood up to stop him, but he didn’t pay attention. His mouth happened to collide with Jia Chong’s forehead. Zhang Zhang, who had endured for a long time, immediately felt pain. With a cry, the mouth and gums were completely numb.

Before Jia Chong asked, "Are you okay?", Mama Zhang's loud voice came from outside the house:

"what's wrong!?"

Jia Chong only felt that his abdomen was suddenly wet and cold, and Zhang Zhang fell limp on his body. At this moment, he should not be able to answer Zhang's mother's question outside the house at all.

Jia Chong rubbed the hairy head lying on his chest, and replied to Zhang's mother outside the house:

"Auntie, Zhang Zhang accidentally hit the wall."

Outside the house, Zhang's mother stared at Zhang Zhang's bedroom and frowned: "How old can I still hit the wall? Is it serious?"

Jia Chong replied: "It's not serious, I'll just rub it for him."

Mother Zhang snorted: "Go to bed early, don't mess around when you're quite big, you can hit the wall." She shook her head and turned back to her room.

After confirming that Zhang's mother had returned to her room, Jia Chong teasingly pulled Zhang Zhang's soft and wet little brother:

"Teacher Zhang's sensitivity is really different."

Zhang Zhang opened his mouth and bit Jia Chong's neck, but he didn't get any reaction from Jia Chong, so he let go angrily:

"Fuck, you're still making sarcastic remarks there. If I get scared out of my mind, let's see how you play in the future."

Jia Chong touched Zhang Zhang's back with his palm: "Then I can save a lot of trouble. In the past, I wanted to satisfy your back and your front. From now on, I will only feed your back."

"You... You thought it was beautiful, but it's a pity that I let you down!"

After Zhang Zhang finished speaking, the limp in Jia Chong's hand began to slowly firm up.

Jia Chong smiled and said: "It's a pity, I didn't enjoy it once, but you have to climb to the top for the second time."

The two shamelessly sneaked around in Zhang Zhang's bedroom until midnight, but they only slept for less than three hours when they were awakened by the sound of ping-pong-pong in the kitchen.

Zhang Zhang got out of Jia Chong's arms, rubbed his eyes, and looked in the direction of the kitchen. Unfortunately, the door was closed tightly, and he couldn't see what was going on outside. However, this did not prevent Zhang Zhang from guessing.

"My mother must be making dumplings for me again. The last time I came back, she steamed several pots of dumplings for me. I haven't finished eating them for more than half a month, and finally threw away the rest. I don't know what happened this time." How much do you want to pack for me!"

"Auntie is also worried that you won't be able to eat well outside. Let's sleep for a while. It's only four o'clock."

Zhang Zhang yawned and lay on Jia Chong's arm again, trying to hypnotize himself with the sound of Zhang's mother chopping dumpling stuffing.