lonely city, lonely love

Chu Mochen was speechless, and didn't know whether to laugh or get angry. He touched his head and said in a very flat tone, "I'm not a rich second generation. My parents are in China now, but I was old for a while. I went to the United States and bought a house here. I thought I wouldn’t use it, but I didn’t expect to come back.”

Young Master Mo rested his head on his chest, his hands were dishonest, he kept drawing circles on his chest, and constantly aggravated his sensitive places, the corners of his mouth were raised, like a successful little fox, with crooked eyes, "What if I went to see your parents and your parents are not satisfied with me?"

"No." Chu Mochen shook his head, stretched out his hand to grab his fidgeting hand, and answered calmly, looking down at the top of the young man's hair, which was red and dazzling, he lowered his head and kissed it, the tip of his nose was full of the smell of hair ends .My heart also became gentle, and I smiled, "My parents like you very much."

"But you don't go home when you're working, so your parents won't tell you?" Young Master Mo was a little curious, so he got up and lay on his body, his eyes were like shining gems, Dazzling.

"No, I haven't been home for a long time." Chu Mochen shook his head, and touched Young Master Mo's hand helplessly, "It's because I'm busy with work, and besides, I want to accompany you more."

Unprepared for the love words, Young Master Mo was stunned, smiled, stretched out his hand and tore open the collar of Chu Mochen's clothes, then lowered his head and sucked a mouthful of the muscles on it, rubbing his sharp canine teeth fiercely Muscle, did not turn on the light, the man's clear breathing changes in his ear, and suddenly smiled triumphantly.

Not long after laughing, he was pressed down by the man, and then his hands were shackled on his head, and the kiss plundered the entire mouth fiercely, the tongue inside was cool, entangled, and sentimental.

The other big hand slid in along Young Master Mo's empty pajamas, and kept going back and forth on his skin, feeling the smoothness that belonged to a teenager, occupying it bit by bit, smiling at his trembling.

"What the hell are you laughing at?" Young Master Mo was caught off guard and made himself uncomfortable. Although it was only a finger, he still felt very uncomfortable. He couldn't help twisting his body, but was quickly held down by someone. Now, the fingers nimbly are constantly attacking his soft place, feeling his heat.

"Don't swear." Chu Mochen is still very calm at this time, his dark eyes are obviously full of lust, but the words he speaks don't even have a different tremor in his vocal cords, it's really miraculous .

"Why do you have a frigid look on your face, but the things you do don't match this picture." Young Master Mo stretched out his hand and touched his hand, with a half-smile, his peach eyes are like blooming petals, and he smiled , Beautiful and moving, people can't move their eyes.

"Fool." He lowered his head and kissed the palm of Young Master Mo's hand, and then continued to press hard. Finally, the water stains between his legs felt his trembling, and Chu Mochen smiled. He didn't care that he just released it, he was very sensitive. body, and went in.

"Ouch!" Young Master Mo really writhed subconsciously, extremely uncooperative, and grinned, "No, not yet... Ouch! Get the fuck out of me! You're too fucking deep!"

Chu Mochen lowered his head and kissed the chattering mouth, his movements were not polite at all, it was intentional, how could he push it out at this time?Chu Mochen smiled and touched his belly, feeling his progress through the belly.

"You did it on purpose!" Young Master Mo was like a nimble leopard, biting his neck fiercely, not feeling distressed at all, he didn't let go until his mouth was full of rust, his eyes sparkling, "Eat The meat does not spit out the bones..."

"Pork belly, no bones." Chu Mochen smiled and hugged Young Master Mo, and pressed him on his body. This posture was very deep, and the person on him immediately became stiff, but he was still no match for the man's firm hands.

Lifting his neck, revealing beautiful lines, Young Master Mo didn't have the heart to refute.

"Tomorrow, you still have to go to the hospital." Chu Mochen watched Young Master Mo's constant trembling, let go, and touched his head with a smile, "Don't look like you are indulgent|excessive|excessive, you know ?"

"Who the hell is to blame?" Gritting his teeth and looking at the man, Young Master Mo stretched out his hand to scratch, but he was quickly caught by the man, and he was crushed under him again.

The man's hands are beautiful, entangled, fingers clasped tightly, and deep affection is like a pot of thick syrup in the dark eyes, which makes people fall into it by surprise.

This night, Chu Mochen didn't let him go, tossing back and forth, until it was dawn, and then carried him to the bathroom, only to come back again in the bathroom.Young Master Mo really couldn't pass out, he couldn't even cry.His legs were trembling, and his whole body was hanging on him.

I don't have the strength to yell at people anymore.

In this matter, Chu Mochen was rarely gentle.

I fell asleep until late at night, and when I woke up, the bones in my body were sore as if they had been disassembled and reassembled.

He looked coldly at Chu Mochen who was sitting on the side reading a book. When he got up and got out of bed, his feet were still trembling, so he gave the man behind him a hard look and went to the bathroom.

Knowing that he was too ruthless last night, he leaned over with a good temper, squeezed toothpaste for Young Master Mo, handed it over, the two of them brushed their teeth together, and the man put one arm around Young Master Mo's waist, letting him lean against his waist body.

In the mirror, the picture of the two people was inexplicably beautiful.

Young Master Mo changed his clothes with a blank expression, and was about to eat. Chu Mochen thought it was funny, and followed behind, watching Young Master Mo walking towards a KFC, he immediately grabbed his hand, with a sullen face, " no."

"Why?" Young Master Mo actually likes to eat these things very much, but because he is an actor and must control his weight, he seldom eats these things, but now that he is not performing, why can't he still eat them?

"These are not good for your wound." With a dark face, Chu Mochen dragged him to a nearby shop, which was a Chinese restaurant, and ordered two bowls of noodles.

Looking at the noodles in clear soup, with only two vegetable leaves on top, Young Master Mo's appetite suddenly disappeared. He used chopsticks to stir it constantly, his face full of disbelief, "You let me eat this?"

"Do you still want your wound to heal?" Chu Mochen nodded, apparently without any intention of discussing it, he lowered his head and started eating big mouthfuls.