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Zuo Yan has almost never seen a gaffe.He has always been restrained and forbearing, and most of the time he can take it easy.

too weird.

Si Ji panicked and wanted to push him away, asking "what's wrong with you" repeatedly.

But Zuo Yan was too tight.He pinched Si Ji's waist with ten fingers from both sides, lowered his head and bit his neck: "Have you drank too much?"

Si Ji endured the pain to comfort him, a strange softness appeared in his heart: "Well, I'm a little dizzy."

Zuo Yan took a deep breath and said, do you know where you are going?

His voice was muffled, obviously angry.

Si Ji carefully tore the skin on his neck from his mouth, and turned around while maintaining the embraced posture. "Yingjue Clubhouse", a big shiny golden and vulgar signboard, looks like the favorite type of nouveau riche and rich people.

No problem.

At his feet, Boss Liu, who was punched on the car door, was struggling to pay the bill; he winked and said, kid, look to the left.

Si Ji turned his gaze to the side.It is a hotel.

It seems to understand a little bit.

Boss Liu put one hand in his pocket, waved his back to them, and walked towards the clubhouse, looking as if he had retired after he had finished his work.Si Ji leaned on Zuo Yan's shoulder and said, oh, so you thought I was going to have a room with Mr. Liu.

Zuo Yan should have drunk too, but it was windy outside and the smell was not very real.He bit Si Ji's lips hard, and the aroma of wine gushed into his mouth along with his saliva.Si Ji smiled while kissing, and mumbled hello, there are a lot of people outside now.

Both of them are tall, and they should be particularly eye-catching next to the black Ford Mustang that Zuo Yan has never liked to drive.But Zuo Yan didn't care, he put his hand into the hem of his coat even more vigorously, and rubbed his buttocks: "I knew it was Shen Luo who lied to me, but I still couldn't hold back."

"Can't hold back what, drag racing?"

"I'm afraid you are really tricked into opening a room, and you don't know if you have been drugged."

"I'm not that stupid, am I?"

Zuo Yan let go of him, pulled the hat on his clothes and covered him, shielding the curious eyes around him; then he pressed his forehead against his forehead: "Stupid or not, but the buttocks are too upturned, and the looks are too attractive .”

"Suddenly I feel like I have changed from a stinky rock to a golden egg."

Si Ji couldn't stop laughing, letting the drunkenness flow in his body.Suddenly nothing matters.Seeing Zuo Yan like this, it really doesn't matter.

He hugged Zuo Yan back and snuggled up to the collar of his khaki coat, thinking that it really didn't matter if he said it or not, and when.From the acquaintance to the present, this person has been peeling off layer by layer until the softest and most vulnerable side is revealed.

The soft and fragile hooligan Zuo Yan put his arms around him and went straight to the hotel.Si Ji hid in the brim of his hat, saying he was going to open a room?Didn't it mean that drunk men can't get hard?

Even drunk can kill you.After saying this, he entered the revolving door, and Zuo Yan didn't speak until he entered the room.After closing the door, he threw Si Ji onto the bed and immediately began to take off his pants.

Si Ji looked at his bare legs and said, "Sure enough, it hardened really fast."

In the black panties, the penis almost pierced the fabric.Si Ji's bones softened when he saw it, but his mouth was still scornful: "Could it be possible to ejaculate without penetration?"

"Try it."

Zuo Yan smiled slightly, pressed one knee on the bed, and quickly took off Si Ji's pants.Si Ji blinked, suddenly spoke slowly, and then frantically took out a tube of lubricant from his pocket. "Bought a new one, I was going to put it in your car..."

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Yan pressed on him and hugged him again.

Like a big dog.Si Ji sank into the soft bed, staring at him.But Zuo Yan only looked at him tenderly and said, you have been laughing tonight.