Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

Why did Zhang Ziyu, who has always been restrained and reserved, say such things?

It was still because of Xu Feng.

Xu Feng and Luo Ming have a good relationship, they slept together all the way, every time Zhang Ziyu sees Xu Feng, Xu Feng is full of spring breeze, his face is thoroughly moisturised, Zhang Ziyu is still a chicken, he has never eaten pork, but he has seen pigs Running is also an age of firewood, seeing Xu Feng like this naturally makes my heart itch.

But Jingqiao always looks calm.

For example:

"Brother Jing, I seem to have a rash on my back..." Zhang Ziyu mustered up his courage, and rushed to Jing Qiao with a look of death.

Jing Qiao didn't even raise his head, and lightly tossed, "Do you have a rash on your heart?"

"You scratch me?"

Jing Qiao finally looked up at him, "Come here, I'll give you a scratch."

The emotion in Jing Qiao's eyes was inexplicable, Zhang Ziyu ran away, waving his sleeves without taking away a cloud.

Jingqiao's speed reached at least 180 yards, and Zhang Ziyu's heart was beating wildly. He had a premonition that his young chicken career was coming to an end, and he was about to start his nightly singing.

Zhang Ziyu quietly looked at Jingqiao's side face, and even felt his legs go weak while sitting in the co-pilot.

He didn't know how to get out of the car, and he didn't know how Jing Qiao brought him to his room.

"Did you see clearly?"

Zhang Ziyu asked blankly, "What are you looking at?"

Jing Qiao threw Zhang Ziyu onto the bed, turned over and pressed on his body, stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair on his forehead, and said softly, "From now on, you should sleep in the same room with me."

Zhang Ziyu reacted, his face was so red that he was about to explode, and his heart was also setting off fireworks.

Jing Qiao leaned close to his neck, sniffed it lightly, stuck out his tongue and licked it, and chuckled, "It's the same as I thought."

"What's the same?"

"Since you lived in this house, I've been thinking, what do you look like lying under me, and what does it taste like to you?"

Zhang Ziyu felt weak all over and was about to cry, "What's the smell..."

"Very sweet..."

Zhang Ziyu was wiped out, he never knew that this kind of thing can be so exciting!

It was so cool that he took the initiative to wrap around Jing Qiao's waist, gnaw on Jing Qiao's ears, and kiss Jing Qiao's eyes.

Jing Qiao followed him and spoiled him. If Zhang Ziyu wanted it, Jing Qiao really let him have enough fun.

But worrying about Zhang Ziyu's first time after all, Jing Qiao restrained himself.

"Don't worry, we have plenty of time in the future."

Zhang Ziyu half-closed his eyes and saw the sun through the curtain outside the window, thinking:

Yes, we still have time.

Finish!