Qianfan

Lu Zhengfan violently inserted his own stick into the already unrestricted place, he could feel the softness, heat, enveloping and absorbing his hair there, meeting him when he entered, holding back when he exited, the most delicate caressing the shaft and top there.He pressed hard against a certain place that made Qianfan tremble, wishing he could also squeeze the two heavy balls into it.

Qianfan's legs could no longer hook him, he stepped on the bed sheet, curled up his fingers and released them, straightened and bent his legs, but couldn't find a suitable position, because his climax was about to come again.

Lu Zhengfan pressed his shoulders, sweat dripping on his chest: "Don't run away, let me cum in your body." As he spoke, he stabbed at that point faster and harder, and in the silent night, his crotch collided with somewhere The sound was dense and loud, and with the gasps of the two men, there was a special meaning floating in the air...

Qianfan called out a few times in a hurry, he shook a few times like convulsions, his legs were stretched to the left and right by Lu Zhengfan to the limit, his buttocks were lifted by Lu Zhengfan, a few centimeters away from the bed, except for his pair of The palm and the one inserted into the body have no other support points.Because of tension, it was clamped even tighter, and the back contracted even more. Lu Zhengfan's stick was inserted inside, and it became hotter and harder. With the help of his body's downward pressure, he shot out from the deepest part of Qianfan's body.

The aftertaste is the most ecstasy, where Qianfan is warm, soft, and shrinking slightly.With the contraction there, Lu Zhengfan could feel that his root was lingering inside, being retained and attracted, so he soon felt it again.

Qian Fan noticed that what was still in his body regained his energy, he stepped back and screamed, well, my waist is really tired.

After taking off the cover, Lu Zhengfan took a few pieces of paper to help him wipe his chest, there were dots of liquid on it.He smiled lowly and said, "Don't make a fuss if you're so afraid."

"It's because you're not skilled enough." Qian Fan protested softly.

"What did you say?" Lu Zhengfan's tone suddenly rose, his dignity as a man was contemptuous, and he decided to prove it again with practical actions.

Qian Fan hurriedly pushed Lu Zhengfan's chest away with his hand, and begged for mercy: "Heroic man, spare your life! You little nonsense! My waist really hurts, can I do it better next time?"

"Are you uncomfortable?" Lu Zhengfan was very concerned about "user experience".

So comfortable and so painful!Qian Fan was embraced by Lu Zhengfan again, he leaned against his chest like a big lazy cat and said, "Of course it's comfortable..."

"Then we will do it every day after we settle down over there." Lu Zhengfan kissed him.

"Every day?! Brother Fan, I'm worried about you..." Qian Fan touched Lu Zhengfan's chest and stood upright, discussing: "One, three, five, two, four, six. You lie down. Rest on weekends."

Lu Zhengfan didn't know what bad idea he was thinking, the corners of his lips curled up, showing a suspicious smile, he was sure.

This night, it was peaceful and peaceful, neither of the two of them was dreaming, neither of them suffered from insomnia, hugging the real person, there was a real warmth, the chest was warm, and the heartbeat and pulse echoed, as if they were calling and at the same time roar.

This night, what seemed miraculous before everything happened, two people who never put their true feelings in their arms embraced their "future".For the first time, they looked at the future devoutly. This word, which has always been vague and has no trace in their hearts, miraculously made them look forward to it.

All the obscure beauty seems to be summed up by "future".

Qian Fan pressed his face to his chest, his eardrums were vibrated by the powerful heartbeat, and he felt incredible happiness.The pendant just swayed in front of his eyes, and he reached out and touched it curiously.

"Morning, my little fan." Lu Zhengfan rubbed his hair.

Qian Fan kissed the corner of his mouth: "Morning, my brother Fan." He held the pendant and asked, "What is this?"

"The only person in the world who is connected with my blood."

Qian Fan: "This, man?"

Lu Zhengfan laughed, and twirled his fingers along the hair on top of his head.Qian Fan couldn't wait for his answer, so he looked up at him.Lu Zhengfan's eyes fell somewhere, in the bedroom with insufficient light, his sadness seemed to be deep in his bones, so it easily poured out of his eyes.

Qian Fan suddenly became jealous and hated his blood-related person.Because Lu Zhengfan is self-restrained and restrained, even if he was crazy on him last night, he would not show such a sad expression.

Lu Zhengfan, who was mostly in the shadows, lowered his head and smiled at Qian Fan again, so beautiful that it made Qian Fan's heart tremble.Lu Zhengfan said: "I can't find him anyway, are you angry?"

After years of painstaking efforts to search everywhere, I can only sum it up with "not angry".

Qian Fan also laughed: "Annoying—I'll help you find it later."

"Stupid boy, you don't even know who I'm looking for. It's okay, get up, pack up the things today, and a car will pick us up tomorrow."

"You pack it, I don't want to move."

Lu Zhengfan: "Really so tired?"

Qian Fan: "Lie down and try?"

Lu Zhengfan: "Okay, you have to find a way to make me lie down."

Qian Fan kicked him angrily, his legs were grabbed and hugged to his chest, only to hear Lu Zhengfan pretending to be a wolf with a big tail and say: "You can't have a domestic violence early in the morning, who will hurt you after kicking is broken."

"Why didn't you think you were so unprincipled before?" Qian Fan withdrew his feet.

"I haven't met anyone who can make me unserious before." It's a good thing he can say such a sentence so seriously.While talking, Lu Zhengfan got up to get dressed.He bent down and raised his legs gracefully, not minding the admiring gaze behind him at all, and deliberately slowed down his poses in order to achieve an admirable effect.

Qian Fan laughed in his heart, the more he got in touch with this person, the more he found that he was not serious.

So he commented in his heart: old and unscrupulous.

Lu Zhengfan went to buy breakfast, Qian Fan lay alone in a daze.It was only seven o'clock, and they woke up half an hour ago, and it was rare that they all stayed in bed to say something close to themselves.Looking at it this way, the two of them are indeed in harmony, their work and rest schedule, work style, attitude towards life...and, the number of sexes.

Qian Fan rubbed his waist and sat up, slowly walked out while supporting his waist.Cursing in my heart: So the one below really hurts.I don't know how Yu Xiaoyu managed to be alive and kicking.

He didn't want to have such a talent at all.

Anyway, if he has time today, he will do snail crawling slowly. He wants to take a good look at the house he has lived in for several years before leaving.

This is an old-style one-story house on the outskirts of the city, stubbornly playing the role of affecting the city's appearance. Most of the people living here are just like him: they are helpless here, they are educated and educated, and their occupations are slightly or severely harmful to social health. sequential development.Some people may say that it is better to be a construction worker than to be a construction worker when you are still young with hands and feet.

Those who dare to come out to earn that kind of money will have an invisible group of people to support behind them, and a silent mountain on their backs. Life can't wait for him to do good and good, and collect money brick by brick.

Everyone knows that it is not safe to take risks at all, but life is hard to live on, so why do you have to be angry?

This is the idea of ​​some desperadoes, not Qianfan's.In his most difficult life, he didn't even have time to think about those things.Those people still have a place called "home" to return to, what about him?Sleeping in a bridge hole, sleeping in a tunnel, sleeping in a park, sleeping in a car compartment, just never slept at "home".

Until I met my grandma.The old lady with a straight back gave him a shelter from the wind and rain, and even sent him to study for a few years, which affected his peaceful mind even though he was suffering.

Qian Fan took a deep breath and let it out slowly, as if to expel all the gloom in his heart.It was all the past life, he was watching them leave, he obviously tried his best to slow down his exhalation, but everything in those years still passed by like a fleeting moment, he didn't even see the tail, it was all over.

He put away his feelings of sadness and sorrow, and went to check the piles of things that Lu Zhengfan had sorted out. He had to admire Lu Zhengfan, or he didn't make a move, and everything he did was beautiful.

Leave the rest to Yu Xiaoyu.Qian Fan thought, anyway, Brother Yu regards everything as a treasure.

His eyes fell on a box that stood against the wall, too conspicuous compared with the unboxed things next to it.Qian Fan walked over and squatted down to look at it.

That box was exactly what Liang Sheng brought to Lu Zhengfan.

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I finally opened jj to update it, and I was about to cry.Happy Dragon Boat Festival, good night

Ah, someone actually collected it, so happy!