You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

Chen Ke kissed Saturday, stroked his cheek, and inserted his fingers into the soft hair.

The two rolled into a ball on the sofa panting, their bodies fit tightly together, and they could feel each other's breathing rate.

On Saturday, he felt that his chest was oppressed, his breathing was completely occupied, and he was hit by bouts of vertigo that was almost suffocating. He had long since forgotten the habit of "not liking being touched".

"Well……"

Chen Ke heard Saturday's almost pleading voice, and slowly let go of those smooth and sweet lips.

Supporting his body with his arms, Chen Ke lowered his eyes and carefully traced the appearance of the person below him with his eyes. The dark sofa made his skin whiter, but his face was infused with a beautiful flush, extending to his slender neck.

The amber eyes couldn't focus for a while, the corners of the eyes were red, and the lips were as red as blood from being ravaged, slightly swollen, he half opened his lips, panting lightly.

"Do you like it?" Chen Ke asked in a low voice.

"Hmm..." Saturday's heart was pounding. He had never experienced such an experience. At this moment, he didn't want to talk nonsense. He hoped to go further and explore more happiness.

Who knew that Chen Ke suddenly held down his hand, brought his hand to his mouth and kissed it, then got up and went to the kitchen.

Saturday:? ?

I wanted to do hooliganism but was discovered. Not only was I discovered, but I was also rejected. I was in a bad mood on Saturday.

Moreover, when he got up, he wanted to look for the script, but found that Chen Ke had already put away the script.

After kissing and hugging, I still don't forget the rigorous finishing work——

On Saturday, can it be considered that Chen Ke did not devote himself wholeheartedly?

"Could it be that he's not interested in me?" Saturday thought to himself, but that wasn't right. When Chen Ke kissed him, he was obviously very excited. When he sat up on Saturday, he saw that his trouser waist had moved down a bit. It was even more red, and even the pinched finger marks could be seen.

"Or is the preparation not in place?" On Saturday, I recalled the live performance I saw in the anti-theft chapter. Mr. T and Mr. B had already prepared before going on stage. It is said that the preparation is also quite troublesome, but, The two of them still don't need much preparation to play—in fact, Saturday wasn't ready for a full-blown physical exchange, but it's always okay to make out.

With the limited experience on Saturday, he really couldn't figure out what was going on. He only knew that Chen Ke liked him, but he couldn't go on, and the intimacy stopped abruptly.

There must be something wrong.

If there is a problem, we must solve the problem. Of course, before trying to solve the problem, we must first verify whether the problem is a problem.

So, on Saturday, in the spirit of seeking truth from facts, during the rehabilitation exercise, he took the initiative to seduce Chen Ke again.

Standing against the wall on Saturday, Chen Ke dangled in front of his eyes. Ever since he practiced Golden Rooster independence alone on Saturday, Chen Ke asked him not to do rehabilitation exercises without being accompanied.

But on Saturday, he felt that Chen Ke could not achieve the effect of exercise by supporting him, so when he was exercising, he stood against the wall on Saturday, and Chen Ke would move within one meter around Saturday.

The same is true now.

Saturday stretched out his hand and put it on Chen Ke's shoulder. Chen Ke thought he wanted to hug him, so he lowered his head, but Saturday pinched Chen Ke's chin with the other hand, and looked at him with an ambiguous smile in his eyes. .

"Ayan..." Chen Ke stared straight at Saturday, his breathing became short of breath, apparently he had already taken the bait.

I evaluated my balance ability on Saturday, and felt that it would be quite difficult to forcefully kiss Chen Ke rashly. If I slipped and fell, it would be embarrassing.

"Kiss me," Saturday ordered.

Chen Kehe had heard such a beautiful order before, he slowly pressed over, trapped his beloved between his arms, stared into the smiling eyes of the other, even though he knew that Saturday was a little too frank, there might be something small Conspiracy, but Chen Ke would rather fly to the flame and enjoy the tenderness of this moment first.

Lips and kisses touched again, and the numb current spread, Chen Ke squeezed Saturday with the strength he wished to merge into one, and his palm slid into the waistband of his trousers again.

No.

As if a tendon in his head tensed up, Chen Ke suddenly stopped.

He finished the kiss and put one hand on the wall next to Saturday's ear, exchanging hot breaths between the two, Chen Ke slowly calmed down his violent emotions.

"It's over." Feng Zixuan's voice sounded in Chen Ke's mind, "Old Chen may really be dying."

"Go back." Chen Ke closed his eyes, the veins on his forehead popped out of restraint, he whispered something, but was caught by Saturday.

"Where are you going?" Saturday asked tentatively.

He felt that Chen Ke was in a normal state at the beginning, and something was wrong with the kissing, as if he was filled with enthusiasm, but was drenched by a basin of cold water—sure enough, there was a problem, thinking on Saturday, he needed to know, the basin of "cold water" "What is it, can we find a solution.

Chen Ke suddenly opened his eyes, and was startled by the indifference in his eyes on Saturday.

When he came back to his senses, Chen Ke had already turned around and left.