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"Because it was summer when I met you, and since then it has been raining from the sun."

Ling Jiale wrote this sentence, typing each word one by one with the other end of the pen, thinking about it seriously.The calf, who was clapping happily because of the sudden burst of inspiration just now, quieted down, trying to distinguish whether the sentence he wrote was good or not.

His foot was suddenly held by someone's hand, and he twisted his waist in a jerk and looked back.In fact, when he turned around, he realized who was coming, and a smile spontaneously spread on his face. When he really saw Shen Ge's face clearly, he immediately yelled happily "Ah!" and jumped up from the sofa Jump on Shen Ge.

Shen Ge caught him with a smile, and tried his best to stabilize the chassis so that the two of them did not fall into the sofa together.He is used to it. If there is a boyfriend who is particularly flexible, he must always pay attention to him jumping into his arms from time to time.

Ling Jiale climbed on top of Shen Ge, so excited that he wanted to scream, holding his hand and asked repeatedly: "Why so early?! Why come back so early?!" He thought that Shen Ge would chat with those filmmakers until late .

The last time they met was in December, when Ling Jiale celebrated his birthday.

How can video chatting across the screen be compared to actually holding someone in your arms?Shen Ge held his buttocks and kissed him hard on the lips, "I miss you so much."

Shen Ge bent down to put the man on the sofa, and leaned over to press him.Ling Jiale thought he was going to kiss, so he pursed his lips, but Shen Ge reached out to pick up the paper on which he wrote the lyrics, "What are you writing?" It was written so seriously that he didn't even hear it when he entered the door.

"Ah! Don't look at it!" Ling Jiale immediately snatched it in shame, and turned over to hide the paper under her body.

Shen Ge pressed behind him with a smile, "What is it? Tell me."

The more he asked, the more shy Ling Jiale became, and he covered the paper with his body, determined not to let Shen Ge see it.

Shen Ge actually tickled him!Ten fingers scratched his waist lightly, and there was a lot of itchy flesh on his body, and he groaned and twisted his body, itching so badly that he was about to cramp, but he still protected the paper tightly.

Shen Ge picked up his left foot again, trying to scratch the sole of his foot, Ling Jiale screamed in fright, a carp turned over, and begged for mercy while kicking him with the other foot unceremoniously.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ge was already prepared for this move. He clamped his left foot under his arm, grabbed his ankle with both hands and brought it to his face, and blew on the sole of his foot. The five toes Immediately curl up tightly.

"Don't, don't! Don't scratch the soles of your feet, I can't take it!" Ling Jiale just thought of being scratched, and all his joints began to feel sore and weak. He was really honest now, begging for mercy, and no longer mess around.

Shen Ge smiled and grabbed his ankles and pulled him forward. Ling Jiale was pulled by him until his butt hit his knee, his body shook, but he still did not forget to cover his chest with the paper, and then Cover with both hands.

"What are you writing? Could it be a letter to me? Or a love letter?... A love poem?" Shen Ge tirelessly guessed.If Ling Jiale knew that it was because of her shy eyes and flushed face that aroused Shen Ge's strong curiosity, she would definitely control her expression.

The more he refused to let him see, the more Shen Ge wanted to see, and glanced at Ling Jiale's crooked electronic piano, "Could it be that you are writing a song?" Shen Ge was very surprised, "Lele, can you still write songs?"

Ling Jiale's eyes widened in horror, this person must be a psychic!

Shen Ge suddenly realized, and at the same time he was very happy, "Oh...it's a song written for me."

"Ahh! There are no more surprises!" Ling Jiale shouted angrily.

"Yes, yes—" Shen Ge happily let go of him, "I won't peek, when you finish writing..."

Ling Jiale quickly turned over and quickly folded the paper a few times and stuffed it behind the sofa cushion.

Shen Ge was very clingy, and leaned over to stick to his back again, involuntarily rubbing the skin of the back of his neck with the tip of his nose.Ling Jiale turned around and told him, "No peeking!"

"Well, don't peek." Shen Ge poked his head forward to kiss his lips, and asked him lingeringly: "Why do you think of writing a song for me?"

Ling Jiale distanced herself a little from him, looked at him curiously, thinking that he even guessed that he was writing a song for him, why couldn't he guess that.

"Birthday present, don't you have your birthday next week?"

Shen Ge showed a little bit of astonishment, and then smiled, "Oh", paused, and suddenly poked the tip of his nose at Ling Jiale's face like a puppy, and said softly, "Lele is so good."

Ling Jiale was pushed by him for a while and suddenly realized, "How did you celebrate your birthday before?"

Shen Ge knew what he was asking, "Grandpa and grandma cooked longevity noodles for me. There is no birthday gift. The old man is not interested in that, and I am not interested in inviting classmates. It is too troublesome and a waste of money."

"Oh..." Ling Jiale raised her hands to rub his hair, and raised her legs to wrap around his waist.

Shen Ge's hand unconsciously wandered down the trouser leg to his instep, rubbing it back and forth a few times, rubbing the tip of his nose against his neck, the smell was different from before, "Change the shower gel?"

Ling Jiale's breath was a little short of breath, "It's perfume..."

"Oh……"

"Why don't you ask me why I suddenly want to wear perfume?"

"Why do you suddenly want to wear perfume?"

Ling Jiale smiled slyly, and her legs wrapped around his waist tightened even more, "I'm seducing you..."

The synonym of "Xiaobie wins a newlywed" should be "dry firewood".Two bodies that had been emptied for more than a month, one had accumulated a large amount of fuel, the other had accumulated a large amount of oxygen, when they came together, they became very hot and burned instantly.

Especially Shen Ge, he seemed very excited today, he couldn't help but touch Ling Jiale's feet when doing it, folded one of his legs in front of his chest, raised his calf, and moved his palm along the calf when doing it, Grip again as it slides to the instep.

This made Ling Jiale very shy, and always wanted to hide his feet, but Shen Ge fished them back and held them in his hands.His hands are as thick and reliable as his own, able to encircle Ling Jiale's feet completely, with the tiger's mouth sticking to one side of the sole of the foot, and his fingers closed on the other side.

Shen Ge usually has good self-control, even when he is most excited, he will wait for Ling Jiale to arrive first.But this time he couldn't control himself at all, and when he sprinted hard and anxiously at the end, Ling Jiale couldn't help but put his foot on his shoulder.

But Ling Jiale's whole body was dried limp, especially Shen Ge's fingers were still moving unconsciously on the soles of his feet, making it impossible for him to exert any strength on his legs, his knees and calves looked very helpless, Under Shen Ge's sprint like a motor, he was bumped back and forth and trembled.

When ejaculating, Shen Ge pressed on Ling Jiale's body, and the arms on both sides trembled slightly due to excitement.It took a long time to release the pleasure that had been accumulated for more than a month, and after completely relaxing, Shen Ge leaned on Ling Jiale as if he had lost all his strength.

Ling Jiale waited for him to calm down, and after waiting for a while, suddenly couldn't help laughing, "Why do you keep touching my feet today?"

When he said this, that leg was still pressed in front of him by Shen Ge, and it was placed in an awkward shape.

Shen Ge was a little embarrassed by his question, propped himself up slightly, and touched his calf to the ankle with his palm, resisting not to continue down.

He didn't know why, he just couldn't help it.He also felt a little perverted.

"Is it uncomfortable to press you like this?" Shen Ge felt that few people could put their legs down like this. If he lowered his head now, he could kiss Ling Jiale's toes.

Ling Jiale shook her head, "It's not uncomfortable."

Shen Ge's eyes fell, looking at his white toes, "Well...can I kiss you?"

"Ah?!" Ling Jiale was startled, and she shrank her feet to hide.

Shen Ge pressed his leg with his body, and held his foot in his hand again: "Don't move." Ling Jiale was honest immediately, but he still refused: "Don't kiss, it doesn't look good."

Shen Ge looked down, it was white and clean, each piece of nails was a healthy pink, and the shape was extremely cute; the veins were a little more prominent than ordinary people, showing a light blue color through the thin skin, and the toes moved shyly , the straight lines drawn by the metatarsal bones on the instep are indescribably sexy to him.

"Before you knew me..." He was too ashamed to say it, and Ling Jiale was too ashamed.

Ling Jiale is most afraid of him saying "before" at this time.Others usually think about it in bed, but Shen Ge is as hardworking as ever, even dirtytalk is an example.He has a good memory and good expressive ability. He described Ling Jia Le's past unconscious reactions in words, and then told himself that Ling Jia Le was both excited and ashamed every time, and his body was even redder than when he climaxed.

He came again now, "I... the first time I saw your feet, just..."

Ling Jiale was so ashamed that his whole body tightened, and before his genitals could withdraw from Ling Jiale's body, he was pinched hard.

Ling Jiale covered her face in shame, but her eyes were exposed, she glistened with shame, she looked at Shen Ge glisteningly, her other free leg climbed onto Shen Ge's back, and kicked softly, "You Hard again."

"Well...it's hard..." Shen Ge's eyes slid across each of his toes in turn, imagining how sensitive the skin inside would be, "I was a little worried at the time...you know you saw it at that time It sounded very fierce, and I was a little desperate, so I thought, if you find out that I am hard, you might be able to fight me hard on the spot."

"What is dead end..."

Shen Ge thought for a while, and changed the word, "The strong man is sorry."

Ling Jiale couldn't help laughing, "Fortunately, he strangled his wrist at that time." He had completely let go of the past, and he would never feel depressed or sad when talking about that time.

"Can I move?"

Ling Jiale pursed her lips and laughed so that her shoulders trembled, "I'm not here yet, you move."

Shen Ge moved lightly, and looked down a little strangely, "You are very persistent today."

Ling Jiale rolled his eyes, and told Shen Ge brightly that he had something to hide.

Shen Ge pressed a little harder, "Did you masturbate today?"

"Ah!!—" Ling Jiale went crazy.This person must have a special psychic ability, how can he guess everything!

He looked angry from embarrassment: "Don't say it! Don't say it!"

Shen Ge grinned, "When? Did you get off the plane? Here?"

Ling Jiale beat him on the back with his heel angrily, "Don't ask me any more!"

Shen Ge touched his foot with his backhand, and scratched the sole of his foot.

Ling Jiale was so itchy that her whole body twisted violently, "Don't!"

Shen Ge smiled and held his feet, "Do you want to talk? When?"

Ling Jiale's whole body was suppressed by him, with a pitiful appearance, "...just, while taking a bath."

Shen Ge suppressed a smile, "Aren't you tired after flying for so long? Can't wait?"

Ling Jiale broke the pot, and pushed the pot on him forcibly: "Who told you to do it in the bathroom before, I just remembered..." He bit his lips and giggled, and suddenly felt that this was a good way to flirt. The heels softened, and they slid gently on Shen Ge's back, "When I think about seeing you soon, I feel so special, I can't help it..."

Shen Ge was teased both physically and mentally by him, his breathing suddenly became heavier, and the movement of his waist was obviously strengthened.

"Tired?"

"Not tired, fell asleep on the plane."

Shen Ge was very pleased, but still reminded: "Don't be too indulgent."

Ling Jiale blushed again at what he said, and obediently replied: "I know... I usually don't..." He had no sexual desire for a long time, and once thought he was frigid, but after reuniting with Shen Ge , as if he wanted to make up for everything he owed that year, not only to make up, but to intensify it.

No wonder Shen Ge seemed anxious when compared with him just now.Shen Ge really held back for more than a month, and now he ejaculated once, obviously much more comfortable, and he took it easy.

Pleasure slowly piled up in Ling Jiale's body, and it gradually meant to climb to the top.

Shen Ge suddenly asked again: "Can I kiss you?"

Ling Jiale was a little confused by being fucked at the moment, she said "huh?" slowly, and was kissed by Shen Ge on the back of her foot.

"Ah..." Ling Jiale groaned softly, and had no strength left to pull her foot out.His face was blushed with shyness and joy, Shen Ge was also blushed, looked up at him with a look of shame and excitement, and took another bite while holding Ling Jiale's foot.

"Hmm..." Ling Jiale moaned softly, and raised her hand to grab Shen Ge's wrist that was held by his ear. The muscles on it were strong and hard, trembling slightly because of restraint.

Shen Ge's lips moved over that piece of skin, feeling the slight floating of the blood vessels on it, it was an extremely wonderful touch, so delicate that it made his heart skip a beat.

"It's not good-looking...it's really not good-looking..." Ling Jiale still resisted a little, and explained with difficulty in the gap of pleasure, "It's not good-looking at that time, and it has grown a lot of calluses..."

He has always pursued perfection in appearance, from hair care to toenails, and even the cuticles of his knees. Few people can be like him, and his knees and other parts of his legs are as delicate and white.But now his feet are covered with calluses. The sides and toes of his feet feel a little hard and rough to the touch, with a hint of hard work.

"Well... don't touch it..." He shook his ankle to avoid Shen Ge's touch, "It's really ugly."

"Did you keep it on purpose?" Shen Ge asked softly.

Ling Jiale was really convinced, with a surprised expression of "how did you know?"

Shen Ge smiled and opened his palm to him, his palm also had calluses, under each finger, there were four pale yellow circles.These cocoons made it painless and bloodless for him to do rough work in his youth.

He withdrew his palm, landed on Ling Jiale's feet again, stroked it twice, held it to his lips, and kissed the callus on the side of his feet, "Thank you for protecting him."