pig iron

Zian thought, if only he could stay in the hospital for the rest of his life, heaven would be nothing more than that.

He was not afraid of Mu Chuan's coming, and even vaguely expected him to come.It turned out that when I was with him, I was always afraid of saying the wrong thing and doing the wrong thing, and accidentally offending Mu Chuan, so I took him up to perform a set of martial arts.When he had the best time, he could lie on his stomach and take a few breaths.It's impossible for something like a flag-raising exit to happen.What do you mean by "I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it anymore", Mu Chuan smiled calmly and told you that death is the only way to do it, how can this be counted.

But looking at it now, Mu Chuan doesn't seem that bad.

Know how to cook, the homework is light; take care of people, meticulous and appropriate.In terms of appearance, handsome and amiable is quite attractive; in terms of figure, the muscles are tight and sexy.

A useless man is gentle and careful, like Zi'an, who was appraised by Naifu as raising a girl.Probably a little man, no problem with a bitch.

A useful man who is gentle, like Mu Chuan, is considered an advantage.Powerful and capable, he speaks pertinently and seems humble.He is a mature gentleman, and he is well-informed. He knows more than Zian, and he can do more. He can give advice on everything.

Zi'an almost worshiped him.He lacks love, father's love and mother's love, a very powerful love that can be relied on.The mother died too early, and the father was depressed as a widow.If there is true love in the family, it is natural. She is born with a weak personality and has a lovely personality.He is like a wild boy who is left alone, growing up ignorantly and recklessly, he looks fierce but has nothing inside, he is really proud but not coquettish.In the end, when it comes to love and care, even normal people can't get along with each other.A group of wolves surrounded him and bit him. He was stunned by the teaching, and then he consciously tore off the flesh from his body, and handed it to the people respectfully. Don't beat, don't bite, I'll do it myself, you eat, I for you.

Mu Chuan was kind to him, from being full of suspicion and fear at the beginning, to gradually becoming obsessed and dependent.

Even if it is good to pay for it, so what.He is too short of normal getting along, normal warmth, and he doesn't really care who gives it to him.Drinking poison to quench thirst is death, how do you know that drinking poisonous wine in your thirsty throat will make you feel uncomfortable?If you smoke too much opium, you will be half dead, but the aroma of boiled opium and the comfort of smoking opium make you really happy.

He thought, if he really had a father and brother willing to take care of him, it would probably be nothing more than that.

The monk is a pervert, why?Living a leisurely life with nothing to do, just in the prime of his life, he doesn't want to do that, who would?

Mu Chuan was also free. He had to think twice about taking a nap during the previous busy period. He was running around on planes or trains every day, so he didn't have the mind to take care of Mu Xiaoer.Now that he is free, he first stepped up Mu Liu's ideological education work, grasping both practical theory and hard work, which made him stunned for a while.

The rest is Zian.But he could only watch that he couldn't eat it in his stomach. It would be too frenzied to attack the patient.He claims to be a good person, but.It's really not easy to be a good person.The gun under him couldn't fire at the target, and he was about to make himself angry.

Went to the hospital in the afternoon, Zian was in good spirits.His face was unscathed and restored to the original brilliance of the fine porcelain white glaze, he ate and drank every day, and his body gradually became well-proportioned.He is concentrating on holding a knife to a red apple.

Last time, Mu Chuan peeled off the apple skin from the beginning to the end without interruption, holding a spiral gene chain in his hand.This time Zian did not show any weakness this time, skillfully and smoothly cut into six pieces, cut the meat with a V-shape on them, and peeled the skin with a V-shape on them.Placed on a plate, there are three chubby bunnies with ears lying on the left, and three bunnies with straight ears with apple peels as ears standing on the right, just like those in Japanese TV dramas.

Mu Chuan ate one with a toothpick, and praised Zian for being amazing.

Encouraged by Zian over there, he took two more apples and picked up a fruit knife to carve neatly.The pattern is complicated and beautiful, and Mu Chuan is dazzled by it.

"Enough." Seeing Zi'an who picked up the fourth apple and still didn't intend to stop, Mu Chuan stuffed an apple into his mouth, "If you can't eat it, it's time to waste it."

By the way, he picked up a red-skinned lotus in full bloom: "It's really pretty."

Eating apples is not the goal, but eating talents is the goal.

How to eat, of course eat him like an apple.Peel the skin and cut the carvings, split the pieces into the abdomen, swallow the juice and pulp in the mouth, leaving some sticky and sweet body fluid at the corner of the mouth.

Mu Chuan picked up Zi'an, and gently moved and rubbed the trousers with his right hand.

It's like scratching nowhere, the more you scratch, the more itchy.

Hands turned from the outside of the trousers to the outside of the trousers, from the thighs to the upper side, traced with fingertips on the thing, turned it over, and gently stroked the heavy bird eggs.Zi'an nestled in Mu Chuan's arms, his waist was weak, and he gasped in a low voice.

He enthusiastically kicked off the trousers with his feet, put his hands on his crotch, and took off the white underwear between his knees. His calf curled up and the panties hung above his toes, and he lifted his upturned buttocks The purple penis is exposed to the air.

Struggling upwards, he reached out to unbutton Mu Chuan's clothes, and touched two points on his chest.

In the center of the powdery nipples, there is a soft nipple tip, which is very small and cute.The bottom one is pink and tender, and the top two spots are still powdery.Men have developed fine hair and pigmentation, and Mu Chuan's growth like this is really different and can be called the best in the world, very suitable for playing with.

Touched with fingers, it was soft and slippery, much more comfortable than skin.

He boldly stretched out the tip of his tongue to touch it, and the touch was quite good, and he circled it around again, and finally the tip of his tongue focused on the middle nipple.After a while, the nipples stood up hard and full of blood due to the alternation of hot and cold, and the color was gorgeous.Zian felt that the nipples were dizzy with a layer of small particles, the nipples were not soft anymore, and the taste was not good, so he changed to a soft nipple to hold it.

Mu Chuan felt nothing but itching.Scratching the mouth of the bell lightly with his fingertips, Zian immediately begged for mercy.

"Where do you touch?"

"Nipples... nipples."

"Is it tasty?"

"... "

"sweet?"

"... "

"Huh? Is it sweet?"

Based on Mu Chuan's own conditions, not only should there be no shortage of people, but also a lot of upside down, why is he still practicing masturbation so hard that he has such a superb handwork?

Rubbing the penis with rough palms is more stimulating, and the tingling pleasure of a few skillful touches goes straight to the spine.Teasing, teasing, rubbing and rubbing, the penis head mixed with mucus repeatedly stirred, giving him a strong sense of pleasure but quickly letting him go from high to low, from loss to dissatisfaction to hunger and thirst.

The excruciating kung fu made the sensitive Zi'an's body noisy and unbearable. He gasped heavily, his toes tensed, and he subconsciously clamped his legs to seek comfort.Mu Chuan raised his knees against Zian's folded legs, and launched another round of strong attacks with his fingertips on the soft groove of the glans and the mouth of the bell.

The penis was so wet and sticky against the lower abdomen, Zi'an's whole body was limp and quickly turned into a puddle of spring water, allowing Mu Chuan to do whatever he wanted, with only hoarse and whimpering begging for mercy left in his mind.

A spear under Mu Chuan pointed straight at him, and he could feel the thick and ferocious sexual organs inside through his pants.

Zi'an was so used to it that he didn't know how to restrain himself. He hooked Mu Chuan's collar and tugged gently, and finally squeezed it tightly, almost forcing Mu Chuan to bow his head.The waist slid down, and the acupoints were facing the protruding stick in the trousers, twisting the crotch and spreading the legs to clamp Mu Chuan's waist.

Up and down, Mu Chuan looked down at him.The two people's faces were flushed, and their eyes full of desire looked at each other, their eyes were blurred and lustful.

This is really fatal, Mu Chuan thought.

Grabbing the hip bones of the person under her body, Zi An obediently put her shoulders on the bed, her waist sank, her buttocks rose high into the air, and she put on a look of being fucked by others.

Mu Chuan quickly took off his pants and popped out his thick penis. The head of the penis was full of energy, and the shaft was covered with blue veins.

The trousers next to him were still in his hands, his fingers were trembling with passion as he held the belt and closed it, and finally let go.Mu Chuan covered half of his face and rubbed his hands, almost unable to restrain the urge to spank his buttocks and thighs.I hinted to myself that next time, I would bring a piece of rubber tube in my briefcase, so that I could smoke without leaving a mark.Now if it leaves red, swollen and purple purlins, it is not good to be seen in the hospital.

Gently patted the pink butt, Mu Chuan ordered Zian to tighten it in a low voice.The sticky penis squeezes into the gap between the buttocks, pokes the anus against the perineum, hits the shiny and plump testicles, rubs against the penis at the front, and twitches back and forth in the gap between the thighs .

Failed to enter the anus, but kept squeezing the anus outside, which couldn't stop the itching in the acupoint, but made Zi'an even more tempted to stop.The perineum was red and swollen by the pubic hair, which brought a deeper wave of tingling, numbness and burning heat.He couldn't bear to cry on the bed, moaned, and tightly clenched his hands on the bed sheet under his body, not daring to touch the penis at the front. He gave the pleasure, the pain, and everything. What are the qualifications.

It was sticky and hot, and the back hole was so worn that it was on fire.Pain, itching, crispness and numbness, the alternation between pain and refreshment makes the strange pleasure spread, spread to the limbs and bones, arousing deep-seated dissatisfaction.He moaned lasciviously and profligately, moaning intermittently, pausing for breath every time he rubbed against the top, continuing to make rapid but inarticulate requests, fuck me, uh, don't Stop, hurry up, touch the front of me, I can't bear it, please come in, it's so itchy, my hole is so itchy...

The impact of the body, the smell of decay, the groaning of the waves.The person beneath him was sweating profusely, panting violently, and physiological tears rolled in his eyes.Mu Chuan rushed more violently, grabbing his hot buttocks and rushing.He grabbed Zian's hair, lifted his back upwards, and bent his back into a bow shape. The curvature was so curved that his spine was about to break. He turned his head and licked his salty tears. The corners of the sucked eyes are red.Then he was brutally pressed deeply into the quilt to prevent him from raising his head to take a breath, making Zian almost suffocate.

Mu Chuan leaned over and whispered in his ear, forbearance, the wound inside was full of flesh, how could it not itch.Your hole is chasing after my old man, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to penetrate it.

The pleasure of butt sex is no better than the pleasure of anal sex and oral sex. This sex lasted too long, and Zi'an's thighs were so red and swollen that they almost scratched the skin.Mu Chuan got up on his knees to make a quicker penetration, supported Zi'an's wet and slippery waist and hips, and pushed forward, sweating profusely.Trembling, eyes closed, panting, hitting his buttocks frantically.In the end, he almost turned Zian over and fell off quickly. He grabbed Zian's head by his hair, forced him to look up, and sprayed his face with several streams of semen.

The viscous turbid liquid slowly slid down, the flushed face, the blurred eyes, the language of hunger and dissatisfaction, it was so simple that there was only desire and nothing else, and the indescribable lewdness and debauchery.

Mu Chuan relieved Zi Anyuan was not satisfied, puffed out his stomach and begged him to have a good time.Suspiciously, Mu Chuan licked two penis heads and flicked his penis. Zian bowed and twisted and moaned unbearably, almost going crazy.

"Is it really good for your body to shoot? Do you want to bear it?"

Zi'an is about to get angry, my mother's dick is so hard, you just tell me this!

It's not good if you don't shoot!

Mu Chuan put down his palms and grasped the body of the column and moved it up and down, turning his wrists and kneading continuously, taking care of the two testicles, and the pleasure rushed all the way to his mind.His left hand stretched out to the mouth of the acupoint and thrust it into the top of the acupoint. Zian, who was at the critical point, let out a short twitch and sprayed it out. It felt like fireworks exploding, and he lay limply on the side.

There is a shower in the bathroom in the house, Mu Chuan went in and washed it off, he casually opened his shirt and put on his underwear and came out, holding a wet towel to wipe Zian's body after the aftermath. After shooting, Zi'an's redness hadn't faded, and he was a little tired, his lips were biting bright red.

Maybe it was because of the comfort of making love, or maybe it was the fit of the two bodies that made him feel comfortable. Mu Chuan accidentally put down the towel, clamped Zian's chin, pulled him over and kissed his lips, soft and charming, and then let go , say: "I love you."

Ejaculation is not a firework, at most it is a second kick.

Zi'an's mind was in a daze, but it bloomed layer by layer like fireworks, blooming for a kiss that was not deep, blooming for three simple words.No matter how gorgeous the fireworks are, they only explode when they explode, and Zian's rationality is like the red paper scraps after the explosion, and only the dregs are left.

He stared into Mu Chuan's eyes seriously, sincerely, and without any pretense, and responded like a dream: "I love you too."

Mu Chuan laughed, hugged him, turned him over on the bed, and knocked him on the head: "What to do, Zian is broken here too, and I have to send it to the doctor for a look."

Then he stroked his side face and repeated with a smile, you love me too, love me.

Zian's eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor, his face was flushed red and his ears were quivering with blood. He covered his eyes with his elbow and quietly turned his head away.Having made love a hundred times, it took countless physical sweat and time to feel nothing.The four words are said, but they are as heavy as a thousand weights, and they are extremely shameful and unspeakable.

Love to say, love to do.Talking about love is easy for some people, but it is far more difficult than making love for others.

After the two-phase confession, without anyone mentioning it, Mu Chuan separated Zi An's wet and muddy thighs, with threads made of mucus stuck in the middle, and continued to scrub him.Taking off Zi'an's shirt, he reached out to touch the bandage, which was soaked with sweat.He stretched out his hand to remove Zi'an and quickly blocked it: "There are medical staff to help me change it." What Mu Chuan did was superfluous, the wound scab stuck to the inner gauze, if he was impatient, he would have to peel off half of his skin.

Mu Chuan grabbed his wrist with his backhand and pressed down: "It's okay, I'll try it."

Remove the bandage and change the gauze gently. When encountering a scab, use tweezers to hold a cotton ball dipped in alcohol to soften it and then remove it.The prickly pain made Zian feel no discomfort, and Mu Chuan swiftly removed the gauze bandage that was sweaty, bloody and pus-stained, and threw it into the trash can.The entire back was no longer concealed, and the fragments cut by the wounds were extremely terrifying.Several of them have healed, with raised scars of tender powder, like earthworms crawling upwards.

It's ugly.

After getting the medicine and replacing it with sterilized gauze, Mu Chuan skillfully wrapped it up, which is comfortable and beautiful, as if he often does this kind of thing.

After the incident, Zian lay flat on his face, buried his head under the pillow, and said something softly, vaguely.

"What did you say?" Mu Chuan asked.

Zian turned his face sideways to leave a gap for breathing from under the pillow, and repeated like a dream: "You don't have to...be too kind to me."

After a pause, he added: "Just be nice to me."

"I am afraid."

Before leaving, Mu Chuan gave Zi a paper bag, and after unpacking it was a watch.Richard Mille, a black mechanical watch, with a cute and cool golden skull in the middle, staring at him with big empty eye sockets.

Zian opened the folding buckle and put it on for himself, but he liked it very much.I love it more than the letter Mu Chuan gave him last time.

Of course, he would prefer Mu Chuan to throw a wad of RMB in his face and let him kneel down to pick it up.It is much better than these things that look good but don't work, and things that don't look good and don't work.