Do you have a scholarly tyranny?

On the table and on the floor, there were a lot of messy things, some were crumpled tops and trousers, some were scattered books, and there was a belt hanging on the head of the bed.

The two were panting on the bed, toes to toes, knees to knees.

Tan Siming was pressed under Xi Hu, looking straight at him with a pair of eyes.With a slight movement, Xi Hu put his legs into the man's buttocks, and wrapped his two big white legs around his waist.

His tongue shifted its position, and the rough tongue coating pressed every place it touched.Tan Siming's face, ears, neck, and chest were all moist, shiny, and wet from his kisses.

Not enough, not enough.

Tan Siming's whole body was so wet that he wanted to be kissed.

This is his treasure, which belongs to Xi Hu alone.

All tips and tricks have been left behind, and only the most primitive instincts have to be followed.From the top of the hair to the toes, it is thin and dense, like a hard-working worker bee, sucking nectar.

He turned Tan Siming's face, half in novelty, half in amazement, watching the budding flowers.

After seeing it, he simply stroked the two bulging petals, buried his face in it, and sucked the flower heart.

After a while, he asked again: "How do you feel?"

The pistil was licked by the tip of his tongue, and the flowers shook, as if they were picked by you.

"Well... you lick me very comfortably."

Frankly, to sweeten him to the bone.

When Xi Hu saw Tan Siming like this, the little brothers below almost trembled with excitement.

But the big things haven't been forgotten.The brain directed the limbs, struggling, and took out the prepared condom from under the pillow, frantically trying to put it on for himself.

The more anxious he was, the more he couldn't tear it apart.

What about the easy-to-tear thread?So hard to tear, not humane at all.

Tan Siming turned his head and took a look. He turned his hands back and touched the condom in his hand.

Xi Hu thought that Tan Siming was going to tear it apart for him, so he readily let go.

As soon as Tan Siming got it, he threw it on the ground without turning his head back, his eyelids raised.

"Are you sick?"

"..."

Xi Hu was torn apart by Tan Siming, oh no, he was shocked by the act of throwing the condom, "I'm not sick."

"You're not sick, and I'm not sick, so what are you going to do with a mask?"

Xi Hu: "..."

So that's what it means... It seems to make sense.

Xi Hu felt uncomfortable again: "Aren't you a clean freak?"

"Who told you I'm a clean freak?"

"I went to your house last time and saw your room..."

"That's because my mother has a cleaning habit."

Tan Siming looked at him and smiled.

"If I'm a clean freak, can I be humiliated by you? Can I have sex with you here?"

The laughter was deep and distant, it was the spring breeze blowing across the river, the catkins were rising all over the sky, and it was someone ringing a bell on the green hills.

Every hit hit Xi Hu's heart, causing his heart to vibrate, his whole body numb, and he froze.

Blunted: "Do you still know the word 'Yan she'?"

"I saw it once."

Xi Hu: "..."

This ability to learn and use is no longer just self-taught, but the anger of both humans and gods!

"You've already licked it, so there's no need to lubricate it."

Tan Siming reached under Xi Hu again and touched it, "Come in directly, you can put it inside..."

Xi Hu: "..."

Going crazy!

A burst of blood surged up, rushing straight to Xi Hu's lower body stiff.

He threw his whole body on Tan Siming's body, stuffed a pillow under the man's lower abdomen, still took the lubricant in one hand, and wiped it with his fingers.

"It's not fucking wet yet,"

From behind, he leaned close to the person's ear, gritted his teeth, "Go in and it hurts to death, forget it."

Tan Siming's ears were sprayed by the hot breath from his mouth, the tip of his nipples rubbed against the quilt, and he twisted his body: "My wife is really considerate."

Xi Hu: "..."

Damn, when the word "daughter-in-law" came out, I felt almost wilted!

"Obviously, you are the best to me..."

Tan Siming has always treated him softly rather than hard.

He himself is the same, he is simply used to this person, wanting the stars but not the moon.

Many thoughts swirled in Xi Hu's mind.She was pleading, "Think about the happiness of your lower body, and call it another name?"

Tan Siming turned his head and kissed him.

"Say something nice, I'll think about it."

Xi Hu: "..."

Xi Hu kind of missed Tan Siming who was still blushing at him at the beginning.

Could it be that after being in love for a long time, Tan Siming has also learned his shamelessness?

"If you want to talk about love, I'm no better than you..."

With the other hand, he touched Tan Siming's back spine to the waist - this is Tan Siming's sensitive area, he found it.

Sure enough, the flower heart on the fingertips was trembling.A liquid different from lubricant flowed out, and the damp heat tightly wrapped his still moving fingers.

"I just say: 'I like you', 'I want to fuck 'you', 'I like you', 'I want to fuck 'you'..."

It's getting wet.

Xi Hu thought to himself, it's almost there.

The hand that had just touched the waist went up the same way, and the back of the hand was spread in front of Tan Siming.

"If you really hurt badly, bite me."

A few fingers that were terribly wet finally pulled out.A pool of spring water clings to two birch-like legs, flowing down the river, inviting him.

He couldn't hold back anymore.

Low, someone breathed in and scattered in the wind.

Xi Hu seems to have seen a white sail rippling on the water in the deep canyon, which is the long-awaited spring scenery he has been waiting for.

He is the helmsman, riding his beloved boat, chasing with the wind, mediating with the waves, and meeting the louder and higher waves.

The wind and waves were roaring, roaring, over and over again, sweeping in—this feeling excited him, made him want to conquer, filled his mind with all desires.

His boat, too, was tormented, trembling and moaning, unable to bear it any longer as it sailed to a higher crest, screaming—

"what--!"

Immediately afterwards, the hull of the ship was almost falling apart, the mast hit the deck, and suddenly fell and shrank, making him, who was tightly attached to the hull, reach the peak in an instant.

There was still a pain in his hand, and he took a look: Tan Siming really bit him, and there was a row of deep teeth marks on the back of his hand.

It's no longer a posture of one hugging the other from the back - two people face to face, embracing each other, and after a while, they both recover from the lingering afterglow of gc.

Tan Siming's whole body was covered with a layer of sweat, even the tip of his nose was dripping with sweat, and he was staring at him steadily.

Xi Hu looked back, his thoughts drifted away.

Think for a while: they are almost at the same time, there is a tacit understanding.

After a while, I thought again: the back-entry style is really exciting.

In the end, I was still thinking: It turns out that there are really fucking and clipping...

"baby……"

Tan Siming pulled him back with a hoarse whisper, and opened and closed his thin lips, "Is this how you want to be called?"

"..."

Xi Hu only stayed for a moment before responding.

At first glance, it looks like exasperation, but in fact it is willing: "Good! Good! Good!"

Damn, how can it be bad?

That's what he called, it's so seductive, it makes his bones go limp!

The author has something to say:

Regarding the discussion of the two protagonists in this chapter——

Huzi: Obviously, this stupid author uses flower heart and flower honey to describe you... It seems that it is usually used to describe female sex...

Mingming: Worker bees are also female.

Huzi: ... (turning to look at the author)

Author: Where did the H description come from?Chrysanthemum is not a flower?

Huzi: ...

Author: I won't let you drive anymore.

Huzi: ...I was wrong!you write!You can write whatever you want!