fruit candy

Fang Tang is a bit childish, and every time he is upset, Zhuang Ran can just coax him a few words, but this time Zhuang Ran hugs and holds him up high, he still looks not very energetic, the little candy spirit feels it for the first time Melancholy is such an emotion that I don't know what to do, and it's sour that I feel bitter.

He leaned sideways to make himself as close to Zhuang Ran as possible, put his arms on his waist, and pressed his forehead against Zhuang Ran's. He lowered his eyes and suddenly recalled squatting in a glass bottle and watching from afar. Solemn days.

Obviously very close, but only he can see Zhuang Ran, and Zhuang Ran doesn't know anything.

If one day returns to that state, it is better to let me melt immediately, Fang Tang thought pitifully.

"Baby..." Zhuang Ran was dazed by the sour hair in the air, so he couldn't help kissing his cheek.

Fang Tang sniffed aggrievedly, raised his hand to hold Zhuang Ran's face, met his eyes, and asked seriously, "Would you like other Tangtang?"

"No." Zhuang Ran smiled slightly, with a gentle but firm voice, "Only you."

"Hmph, I don't believe it." Fang Tang puffed his cheeks and was unhappy, "What if you meet someone sweeter and cuter than me and change your mind?"

With a big head, Zhuang Ran kissed the corner of his mouth lightly, "But I just like you."

After finishing speaking, he took Fang Tang's hand and pressed it on his chest. It was the sound of a beating heart, rhythmic and full of strength.

"There is only one Fang Tang here, and there is no room for others." Zhuang Ran murmured the usual unspeakable words.

Fang Tang snickered a little after hearing this, and didn't dare to look at Zhuang Ran again. Those eyes were too hot and contained too much love and affection.

"Happy to hear my heart?" Zhuang Ran pinched his chin to make him look up, "Aren't you going to give me some reward?"

At this moment, Fang Tang, who was covered in pink bubbles, knew how to kiss Zhuang Ran heavily on the cheek. After the kiss was not enough, he moved to his lips to tentatively, after a long time, he finally kissed deeply.

Zhuang Ran wrapped his arms around his waist and put his other hand on the back of his neck, restraining him tightly and responding gently.

The increasing sweetness in the air instantly dilutes the unpleasant sourness, and the sweetness fills every corner of the room, and the source of all the sweetness is obediently allowed to be kissed by Zhuang Ran.

That kiss carried a lot of persistence and love, domineering and powerful but regarded as a treasure.

Deep in love, Zhuang Ran braked the car out of breath, buried his head on Fang Tang's neck, and said in a vague voice, "I have my title, when will I get it."

Fang Tang didn't know why, so he was very naive, "Do you want to eat me?"

"Yes." With a hoarse voice, Zhuang Ran picked up Xiao Tangjing and threw it on the bed, unbuttoned most of his shirt, and pressed it on.

The cute and innocent little sweetheart put his arm to Zhuang Ran's mouth tremblingly, "I can only take one bite, I'm afraid of pain."

"Stupid or not? Huh?" Zhuang Ran sighed, suddenly couldn't let go, and lay on his back next to Fang Tang, silently sad.

"What?" Fang Tang blinked blankly, probably guessing that he might have made a mistake.

"It's okay, it's fine." Zhuang Ran laughed bitterly in his heart, but he still kept smiling, squeezed Fang Tang's chin and prepared to take a cold shower.

Just sitting up, I accidentally caught a glimpse of Fang Tang's lower body, very energetic.

"..." Zhuang Ran's mood was a little complicated, he was well developed, how could he not understand.

Fang Tang snorted, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to wrap himself up. He was in a daze and didn't pay attention just now, but now Zhuang Ran saw it all.

I don't know why, I just feel ashamed.

"Ah." Zhuang Ran sighed three times, pulled Fang Tang out of the quilt, like an old father, gave Xiao Tang Jing popular science and physiological knowledge, hoping that he would grow up quickly.

Fang Tang was stunned for a while when he heard it, and it took him a long time to recover. It wasn't because he had grown up, which was a sign of maturity. He scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled, "What is the syrup that flows out?" ah?"

Zhuang Ran blushed, coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment, and insisted on explaining.

Fang Tang nodded, suddenly learned a lot of knowledge, and felt very powerful.

He didn't notice the restless Zhuang Ran at the side, looked down, stretched out his hand to grab Zhuang Ran's sleeve, and asked embarrassingly, "Then how do we do this?"

It looks very studious.

Zhuang Ran felt a buzzing explosion in his head, he swallowed, and meditating on the color is nothing but color.

"Brother, teach me." The provocative and unaware Fang Tang's voice was soft and waxy, making Zhuang Ran's whole body go numb.

Zhuang Ran had no choice but to take Fang Tang, leaned over to kiss him, and unzipped his pants silently with one hand.

"Hmm..." Fang Tang, who was addicted to kissing, noticed something strange in his body, so he groaned, but he didn't push him away.

Zhuang Ran comforted and kissed the corner of his mouth, bit by bit to let him adapt to himself, gently rubbing the heat in his palm.

Fang Tang bit his lip and curled up slightly, not knowing what to do, he could only grab Zhuang Ran's clothes and gasped for breath.

Seeing his provocative look with red eyes, Zhuang Ran almost couldn't hold it back, but fortunately, his palms became sticky after a while.

Fang Tang lay paralyzed on the bed gasping for breath, feeling as if his soul had come out of his body, which was extremely exciting.

Zhuang Ran held his hand and didn't dare to look up at Fang Tang. Just as he was about to take a cold shower, he smelled a familiar smell.

This...why does this smell the same as Fang Tang's smell when he took a shower the night he came home?

Can anyone tell him what happened?