beast romance

The head of the bureau, who was eager to do big things, fell asleep before the people who wanted to do it.

He is also extremely tired these days. Even though his body has fully recovered, the lost mental strength cannot be recovered in a short time.

When Minister Bai entered the door stepping on the moonlight reflected from the door, he didn't even realize that the head of the bureau was asleep on the bed.

As usual, he untied his tie and hung it on the sofa, and he also stood leaning on the sofa for a while.After accumulating enough strength, walk a few more steps in, the bed is on the left, the shower room is on the right, turn left and right, and the day is officially over.

Today is different.

Relying on inertia, Bai Yan advanced into the shower room. He stared at the mirror for a while, feeling a bump on the bed behind him.

He didn't think much about it, he just forgot to set up the housekeeping robot when he went out in the morning.

After taking a shower and walking to the bed, Bai Yan could vaguely distinguish the familiar smell in the air. He tentatively lifted up a corner of the quilt, revealing the face of the head of the delegation who was sleeping flushed.

Bai Yan first noticed his numbness before the head of the bureau could do big things.He sat on the carpet beside the bed, carefully recalling his own state from the time he entered the door to the present. After thinking for a while, he couldn't think of anything. He just stared at Xi Lai's sleeping face, and couldn't think of any extra thoughts.

Bai Yan reached out to touch Xi Lai's face, only to be exposed to the air for a while, compared with the heat emitted by other parts of the body, it was already icy cold.

He got up abruptly and walked towards the door, groping to turn on the heating system in the room, and when he was stretching out his hand to feel the temperature change, a person came up from behind.

Xi Lai still carried the heat from the blanket, sticking to his back like a large hand warmer: "Anyway, it will be hot later..."

As if he felt that verbal teasing was not enough, Xi Lai simply grabbed Bai Yan's collar and walked all the way back to the bed. His leg stumbled, and when he fell backward, Bai Yan picked him up and changed his position.

Just one step in place, Xi Lai kicked off the slippers on his feet and knelt on Bai Yan's body.The nightgown he was wearing couldn't hide the scenery, and now he was completely exposed to the air. With his body open, he leaned down and kissed Baiyan's lips.

Seeing that Bai Yan seemed indifferent, Xi Lai was not angry, and was even more eager to try.

He took a long time to untie Bai Yan's bathrobe, and kissed Bai Yan again when their skins touched each other with warmth. And the pocket covered him.

Xi Lai kissed Bai Yan's belly all the way in the hazy darkness, and when he reached the end point, he lowered his head and sucked it in without any hesitation.

It just didn't go well, almost as soon as the tip of his tongue touched the organ, he was lifted back to his original position by Bai Yan.

Just now the upper mouth was closed for a moment, but now the lower breasts are opening and closing indistinctly fit with the hideous organs below.

Bai Yan's Adam's apple moved, his fingers snaked down along his brow bone, and finally stopped at his mouth. He tapped Xi Lai's lips, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Xi Lai..."

"It's me." Xi Lai moved on top of him, he propped one hand behind his back, and the other held the hand with the white salt dotted between his lips, raised his body and sat down slowly.

The place that has not been explored for a long time is really painful, and the hair on Xi Lai's cheeks is instantly wet with cold sweat, but he still smiles and props himself up again, as if he is going to burn the boat and sit down.

Bai Yan's hand firmly held his waist, forcefully restraining him in the air: "It will hurt."

Xi Lai didn't care: "The injury will heal."

Looking at the hands around the waist, there is no sign of relaxation, and the owner of the hands does not seem to have the desire to take the next step.Xi Lai turned sideways to break his hand away, tried it, and found that without Haitang, he really couldn't compete with Baiyan.

He rolled his eyes, and all the works he had read unexpectedly the night before rushed to the tip of his tongue.He imitated the plot in his memory, approaching Baiyan's ear, and touching his face with his palm: "Baiyan, I am here, I am yours, you can do anything to me..."

As if it wasn't enough, Xi Lai straightened up, rubbed his fingertips ambiguously on his lower lip, and then tapped on Baiyan's lips: "You have my permission."

Bai Yan's eyes gradually deepened, like sea water in the middle of the night, extremely charming but full of danger.

After obtaining the permission, Minister Bai picked up the person on his body again, and the two sat on top of each other on the bed.

The head of the bureau never had a chance to utter a complete sentence.

He could hear himself whimpering, unable to fight back under the storm.

He just felt like a stranded whale, breathing desperately but not getting any oxygen, he could only press his face against the edge of the bed in vain, his physiological tears stained an obvious trace on the sheet.

He has nowhere to escape.

Xi Lai almost collapsed, the corners of his eyes were red with tears, his toes tensed and relaxed in the air, he couldn't help begging for mercy, and he didn't know what he said.

Bai Yan wiped away his tears with his hand, and pressed his struggle back to the original place: "Wait for me."

Xi Lai, who had almost given up his control over himself, regained all his sanity in the last few seconds. His voice was so hoarse that it couldn't be hoarse. Said in a low voice, "Give me another child..."

Bai Yan said "OK" and let go of all the shackles on him. It was a reckless act with permission, and a direct expression of anxiety and desire.

When that moment came, Xi Lai was dazed, he stretched out his hand, not knowing what he wanted to hold, but he still stopped his hand in the air.

Not long after, a warm hand clasped his fingers, Bai Yan's voice seemed to be far away, hanging leisurely in the clouds, he whispered: "Sleep... sleep, Xi Lai."