Living with a male god, I am so good [network distribution]

Seeing Qi Jin's painful expression, Haotian almost turned his back on laughter. He raised his eyebrows and asked him deliberately: "How does it taste? It's quite strong, right? I'm just for its own effect. It's not mixed."

Qi Jin was so sad that he couldn't speak.

Haotian laughed enough, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and explained to him: "Bitter melon juice really supplements calcium. You are injured now, so you should drink more. I will squeeze juice for you every day in the future. By the way, there is still in the kitchen, Do you want some more?"

Qi Jin hurriedly begged for mercy: "You better forgive me, give me this drink, I guess my hand is not healed yet, I'm already going to die of suffering."

Looking at his expression, Haotian thought it was so funny.

Qi Jin was worried that he would have to pour bitter melon juice on himself, so he hurriedly said, "I have an exam next week, so I'll go back and study first!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Haotian's response, he has already returned to his room in a hurry, and closed the door tightly, which is very rare.

Haotian laughed to himself for a while. He saw that the cup of bitter gourd juice that Qi Jin had only taken a sip of was still there on the table. He felt that it was a bit wasteful, so he grabbed it and drank it with his head raised.

After eating and washing the dishes, Haotian went back to his room to open the background to see if there were any new comments.

Just after entering the account password to log in, he heard someone knocking on the door.

Haotian's eyelids twitched, he quickly minimized it, and said at the same time: "The door is unlocked."

Qi Jin pushed open a crack in the door, poked his head in, and said with some embarrassment: "...Tiantian, I want to pee..."

Haotian rolled his eyes, thinking that if you pee, go pee!Tell me what report!

He said, "Oh."

Qi Jin continued to be embarrassed, "But, my hands are like this, and I can't take off my pants, can you, help me a little?"

Hao Tianxia glanced down consciously, and ruthlessly refused: "No."

Qi Jin burst into tears: "Tian Tian! You can't be so ruthless! We're going to live together for two years! Besides, if you get hurt in the future, I can help you take off your pants!"

Haotian felt that his words sounded weird, in order to prevent him from continuing to say strange nonsense, Haotian sighed and resigned to his fate: "For the sake of your injury, I will help you once." He secretly He thought, anyway, his hand was just stabbed, and it should heal soon.

Qi Jin was about to jump up happily, but in order not to expose his most wretched heart, he suppressed his excitement and excitement, and calmly said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The two squeezed into the bathroom together, Qi Jin stood in front of the toilet and stood up to Haotian, "Take it off."

Haotian stared at him with several layers of knotted belts, not knowing how to react.

Qi Jin straightened his waist and waited for a while, seeing that Haotian had no intention of attacking at all, he couldn't help but put on an aggrieved face: "If you keep watching, I'm going to be hard."

Haotian was defeated by his shamelessness, he rolled his eyes silently, and started to untie his trouser belts, and he managed to untie two of them, and he found that Qi Jin's trousers were holding up the tent.

He was so scared that he stopped immediately, "You!"

Qi Jin said with embarrassment, "He must be ashamed by you."

Haotian really wants to post a post to hang people—"August [-], my best roommate who often showers and goes to the toilet without closing the door and plays hooligans on me"!

Qi Jin took advantage of Haotian's dazed effort to untie the last knot on his trousers, then opened his trousers and took a look in, aggrieved: "Every day... I can't urinate like this..."

Haotian calmly shifted his gaze to other places, "If you can't urinate, masturbate it."

Qi Jin deliberately pretended to be pitiful, "But my left hand has no strength, and my right hand is broken." He stopped to take a peek at Haotian's expression, and continued: "Tiantian, you can't care about teasing or venting! We are under the same roof roommate! We are going to live together for two years!"

Haotian thought that he was gay, but still hesitated.

Qi Jin saw through his thoughts at a glance, and said: "Don't worry, although I'm gay, I don't like your style at all, I like muscular men! So you don't have to worry about being responsible to me for this one thing!"

Hearing what he said, Haotian was a little impatient at being worn out by him. After thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with masturbating him, so he swallowed his saliva and said, "Then...you stand still."

Qi Jin was overjoyed, and with a pained look on his face, he leaned his back against the wall and signaled Haotian with his eyes that it was okay.

Haotian felt a little regretful when he was about to go into battle, but he had already agreed to him, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and lean over, opened his pants, and held his bum with trembling hands.

Qi Jin was held by the one he loved, and he felt a little excited, and couldn't help but hum softly.

Haotian, who was holding his hand, obviously felt that the thing in his hand was a little harder.

Qi Jin didn't dare to look at Haotian's face anymore, for fear that he would do something that would be hated by Haotian, so he closed his eyes, leaned his head against the wall, and said with restraint: "Let's start..."

Haotian also closed his eyes, pretending that the one in his hand was his own, and began to roll up in the way he used to.

After masturbating for a while, he suddenly felt parched, and inexplicably remembered the scene of being kissed by Qi Jin when he was drunk.

Haotian's heart was thumping wildly, and even his own breathing was a little short. After a while, he shamefully discovered...he was also a little hard.

He suddenly felt a sense of shame covering his head and face, and subconsciously tightened his legs, for fear of being spotted by Qi Jin.

But it's a pity that the movement of his leg clamping was so obvious that Qi Jin opened his eyes strangely and saw it right away.

"Cough..." Qi Jin cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound kind and unscrupulous, "It's not good for your health to bear this kind of thing, why don't I help you too?"

Seeing Haotian lowering his head slightly, he was so ashamed that even the tips of his ears were red, and he thought he was very cute.

Qi Jin licked his lips, seeing that Haotian didn't answer him, but he didn't refuse immediately, so he put his left hand around his waist and moved to the side, bringing him closer to him, and at the same time touched him through his pants.

Haotian was stimulated by him, and immediately hardened three points.

Qi Jin patted him on the back to comfort him: "It's okay, when you were in school, didn't you watch a small theater together in the dormitory and help each other?"

Haotian has never seen it or been touched by anyone, but he felt that if it was honestly a little bit damaging to a man's dignity, he could only bite his lower lip and give Qi Jin a slightly resentful look.

Qi Jinhui was wrong, and said with a smile: "That's right, since I've done it before, there's nothing to be ashamed of. Look at you now, do you want to masturbate by yourself? So I'm still here Help me, just treat it as a gift in return for helping me."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Haotian still didn't object, he began to help him pull down his pants a little, and saw the little Xiaotian he had always wanted to see in a fair and bright way.

It's just that he met Xiao Xiaotian for less than three seconds, and Haotian's IQ, which had been offline for a long time, came back online again.

"Aren't you weak in your left hand?"

Qi Jin froze for a moment, nodded and said, "I don't have the strength to masturbate myself, but I've always been very powerful when masturbating others."

Haotian twitched his brows, suppressed his anger, and gritted his teeth: "Then what happened to your right hand?"

Qi Jin lowered his head and looked at his useless right hand that was pulling Haotian's trousers. Before he could think of a reasonable explanation, Haotian kicked him out the door.