Frank and strict

He Lang shook off her hand with warning eyes, turned to Yang Juan and asked, "What did she tell you?"

Liao Chang'an stood beside him with a tense expression. After finding out He Lang's true attitude, he was no longer as calm and calm as before.

Yang Juan thought for a second and replied, "I didn't say anything."

He Lang didn't speak, but Liao Changan breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Yang Juan paused, and then added: "She lied to me when she said you liked me."

Liao Changan: "..."

"She also said that you would dump me soon." Yang Juan said again.

Liao Changan: "..."

Before the words were finished, He Lang looked at her with a sullen expression, and said in a cold tone: "Liao Chang'an, do you really think that I dare not do anything to you?"

Liao Changan was so angry that he secretly scolded Yang Juan for being a complainer.

After Yang Juan finished speaking, he let out a soft oh again.Just when she thought that the other party had something to sue, she heard Yang Juan explain in a calm tone: "But she didn't seem to want to hit me just now."

Hearing this, Liao Changan glanced at him in surprise.

Only then did He Lang's expression soften, and he pulled Yang Juan over and coaxed patiently: "Don't believe the nonsense she said, your boyfriend doesn't know her well."

Yang Juan said, "Okay."

He Lang lowered his eyes to catch his gaze, and smiled slightly, "I like lamb the most."

Yang Juan blushed unexpectedly and stammered for a long while, "I, I like you too."

He Lang happily pushed him towards the laboratory, completely ignoring Liao Chang'an who had become an outsider.

The latter was so angry that he took out his mobile phone, called Shao Ye and the fourth child in turn, and asked them to come and pick him up.Shao Ye presciently turned his phone to silent and did not answer her call.

The fourth child was relatively honest, hung up the phone and rushed to the laboratory building.Liao Changan took the elevator down and waited for him. When the fourth child came, she grabbed the fourth child and asked with an uneasy expression, "Is He Lang really here with him?"

As soon as the latter heard her tone, he felt a little bit clear in his heart, and answered in a helpless tone: "Whether they are here for real, you should already have the answer in your heart."

Liao Changan let him go without saying a word, and kept his eyes down for a long time without saying a word.

She couldn't tell what it was like in her heart. She thought she would be angry and disappointed, but in fact, she didn't seem to have too much trouble in her heart.

It seems that for a long time, preventing He Lang from being chased by others has become a daily habit of life, but the original intention of doing this has long since been gradually worn away by her over the years.

The habit was suddenly thrown away, and it didn't seem to affect her too much.At this moment, she even has extra thoughts to think about others.

Not sure if she was angry or depressed, the fourth child changed the subject and asked, "Where's Old Tang?"

Liao Changan, who was also thinking about Old Tang, suddenly became emotional. She raised her head angrily and said, "Don't mention him in front of me."

The fourth child was taken aback and didn't dare to provoke her again.

Liao Changan calmed down, asked him and Shao Ye to treat him to dinner, and reminded him: "Remember to call He Lang and Yang Juan."

The fourth child stared at her cautiously, "I've already confirmed their relationship, what else do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to have a meal with them." Liao Changan looked back at him innocently, "I will do what I say, since He Lang doesn't like women anymore, I will never pester him again."

"Really?" the fourth child asked.

"Really." Liao Changan replied.

With her reassurance, the fourth child took out his mobile phone and called Shao Ye and He Lang respectively.

About half an hour later, they went to the Hunan restaurant where they ate last time.This time, instead of sitting in the lobby downstairs, they went to the small box upstairs.

As she herself said, during the whole meal, except for offering to drink with them, Liao Changan was very honest and peaceful, sitting the furthest away from Yang Juan, and never deliberately troubled him.

As if it was really just like old friends who haven't seen for a few months, come to have a meal with these people to catch up with them.

She was unhappy, and pressed Shao Ye and the fourth child to drink with her, He Lang and Yang Juan did not intend to let go.He Lang drank by himself, but guarded against Yang Juan, no matter how hard and soft Liao Changan tried, he would not let Yang Juan drink.

Liao Chang'an, who originally just wanted to get people to drink, felt unbalanced when he saw this, and wanted to see He Lang deflated more and more.

Therefore, no matter how much He Lang guards against her, there are times when he keeps every secret.

When the meal was almost finished, Shao Ye got up and went to the bathroom, and the fourth child followed him out, and went downstairs to the front desk to pay.After a while, it seemed that there was something wrong with the bill, and the fourth child came up and called He Lang out.

As soon as the door of the box was closed, Liao Chang'an, who was originally separated from Yang Juan by hundreds of thousands of miles, took He Lang's seat with his wine in his arms, put the bottle in front of Yang Juan, and said calmly, "Have a drink." ?”

As if to confirm whether she was drunk or not, Yang Juan carefully recognized the expression on her face, and politely refused, "I don't know how to drink."

"I'm not drunk." Liao Changan stared at him angrily, "You snatched He Lang away from me, and you didn't show anything else?"

Yang Juan opened his mouth, and corrected her earnestly in a low voice: "But he wasn't yours in the first place."

Liao Changan was choked by his words, and immediately became angry, snatched his glass without saying a word, poured out the drink in it, and replaced it with a full glass of wine, "You drank this glass of wine today. I won't look for you again in the future. If you don't drink—" She paused slightly, and suddenly smiled at him, "I only promised not to pester He Lang, but I never said I wouldn't trouble you."

Yang Juan hesitated for two seconds, looked down at the glass in front of him, "Just one drink?"

Liao Changan said leisurely, "Just one drink."

Yang Juan reached out and picked up the glass of wine in front of him.

A few minutes later, He Lang and the fourth child returned to the box, and Liao Chang'an had already drunk Yang Juan.Facing He Lang's dark face, Liao Chang'an finally felt a lot more relaxed.

She stood up triumphantly, said "see you later" to the fourth child, smiled brightly, and left without looking back.

Yang Juan closed his eyes and fell drunk by the table, ignorant of what happened outside.

He Lang came over and sat down, reached out and patted Yang Juan's flushed face, "Xiao Yang?"

Yang Juan's eyeballs buried under his eyelids rolled, and he unconsciously pursed his lips even tighter, but there was no sign of waking up.

He Lang had no choice but to reach out to support his chin, lift his face towards the crook of his arm, and press his shoulder with the other hand to prevent his upper body from lying back on the table again.

After such a large movement, Yang Juan finally slowly opened his eyes, and his face was tilted back high like inertia, coupled with the state of drunkenness, it looked extraordinarily white and rosy in the bright light.

Noticing his dizzy pupils, knowing that his consciousness had not come to him, He Lang held him halfway in his arms, resting his head on the back of his head with one hand, pressed his palm against his hot cheek, and spoke again Called: "Little sheep?"

The brain subconsciously searched for the direction of the sound, Yang Juan turned his face towards He Lang's chin, muttered a hum, as if responding to his words.

Unable to resist his drunken appearance at the mercy of others, He Lang lowered his head, found his ruddy mouth and kissed him, and said in an inarticulate voice, "Honey, we're going back."

As if responding to his address, Yang Juan's eyes blinked slowly, and light slowly gathered on the retina.He half-opened his eyes, tried his best to prop up his head, and replied in a dazed way: "Okay."

He Lang took a deep breath, resisted the urge to hug him, got up and pulled him up from the sofa to support him, and took him out of the box with half a hug and half a hug.

The fourth child who was waiting outside the door turned around and asked, "Do you need help?"

He Lang said: "No, we're leaving first."

The fourth child nodded, "Okay, you guys go first."

He Lang left the restaurant with Yang Juan in his arms, and took a taxi on the side of the road back to where they lived.The neighborhood where they lived was very close by taxi from where they ate, and when the two got off the car, Yang Juan's consciousness was half awake.

He was able to take the elevator with He Lang, and he was able to answer the other party's questions grammatically correctly, but in his behavior, he still showed a drunken state that was different from usual.From He Lang's point of view, this even feels a little fresh and cute.

When he opened the door and entered, He Lang bent down and squatted down to change his shoes, and Yang Juan obediently stood beside him, his head drooping unconsciously, staring blankly at the ground, neither talking nor walking around.

Seeing this, He Lang stretched out his hand and tugged at the hand hanging by his side, and reminded him, "Take off your shoes."

Yang Juan nodded obediently, turned his head to look around, and then remained in place in a daze.

The corner of He Lang's mouth curled up slightly, he turned his head and held his left ankle and said, "Lift your foot."

Yang Juan raised his right foot obediently.

He Lang simply helped him take off his right shoe first, then grabbed his left foot and took off his left shoe for him.He Lang casually threw the shoes he took off at the bottom of the shoe cabinet. He picked up the slippers at home and put them on for Yang Juan. He stretched out his hand and pushed Yang Juan into the living room, "You go in first."

Hearing this, Yang Juan glanced at him hesitantly.

He Lang looked slightly stunned, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"It's not in order." Yang Juan reminded softly.

"What?" He Lang didn't hear clearly, so he asked again.

"The shoes are not neatly arranged." Yang Juan frowned to remind him, then squatted down and carefully arranged the shoes at the bottom of the shoe cabinet.

He Lang couldn't help pinching his face with his hand, and led Yang Juan to the living room like a kindergarten kid, pushed him down on the sofa and sat down, then turned around and went to the drawer to search for sober medicine.

After searching for a long time, he couldn't find it. Yang Juan got up behind him, and he hurriedly closed the drawer and looked back.Standing in front of the sofa, Yang Juan took off his coat, and whispered to himself, "It's hot."

Seeing that his face was indeed flushed, He Lang didn't stop him from taking off his clothes, but instead went to the kitchen to fetch water for him.After receiving the water, Yang Juan not only took off his jacket and sweater, but also took off his trousers, leaving only long johns.

Suspecting that he would catch a cold if he took off his clothes like this, He Lang simply took him to the bathroom and asked him to take off his clothes and take a shower.Before going to the bedroom to get pajamas and pajamas, he told Yang Juan to stand in the bathroom and not to mess with other things.

After taking the things back, Yang Juan really didn't move, he didn't even take off his long clothes and trousers, he just stood under the shower and waited for him.

He Lang turned to put his things away, turned his back to him and said, "Little Yang, take off your autumn clothes and johns."

Immediately behind him came the slight movement of Yang Juan undressing.

When He Lang finished putting away his things and looked back, he saw Yang Juan with his upper body and legs naked, holding the edge of his panties with both hands, and was about to take them off.His eyelids jumped, he hurried over to hold his hand and said: "Don't take off your underwear."

Yang Juan paused for a second, then tilted his head towards him, "What are you going to do?"

He Lang understood what he said, and replied, "Take a bath."

Yang Juan nodded slowly, then stubbornly broke He Lang's hand away, grabbed his underwear and pulled it down his waist.

He Lang quickly helped him put his underwear back on his waist, almost breaking out in a cold sweat.Even though he had already used the fastest speed, He Lang didn't miss what he should see.

Just like this, his mouth became a little dry.If Yang Juan really took off his underwear at this time, He Lang was not sure that he could control his impulse.

There are some things that he prefers to do when Yang Juan is clear-headed.

Being blocked by him twice, Yang Juan was a little unhappy.He raised his head, stared at He Lang's face, and said in a serious tone, "You have to take off your underwear in the shower."

He Lang said: "You will take it off after I go out."

Yang Juan shook his head, "No, I have to take it off now."

He Lang raised his eyebrows high, "Do you have to take it off now?"

Yang Juan said sternly, "I want to take it off now."

He Lang kissed him heavily on the face, and said equally solemnly and earnestly: "I'll take it off after I go out."

Yang Juan's face immediately burned up, his eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look at him, his mouth opened and closed mechanically, and he agreed dryly: "Okay, okay, you can take it off after you go out."

He Lang laughed with satisfaction, "Little Yang is so good."

Yang Juan was so overwhelmed by his praise, he scratched his legs awkwardly with his fingers, but still felt that there was nowhere to put them, so he couldn't help but reach out and touch the switch of the shower behind his waist——

Hot water rushed out of the shower hole without warning, soaking He Lang's back in an instant.

He Lang was slightly stiff, turned around with a black face, and was about to put on an angry look. When he taught him well, he looked at Yang Juan's eyes soaked in water vapor, and lost his temper instantly.

"Forget it, I'll wash with you." He left the shower area, quickly stripped himself down to his underwear, and then walked back barefoot.

I also washed it together in the swimming pool before, and the worst plan was to solve it by hand. He Lang's heart fell back to the original place a little bit——

Yang Juan suddenly hooked his fingers to the underwear, and slowly pulled it out.

The scenery in the underwear slowly came into view, and He Lang's unsteady heart suddenly lifted up, his eyes seemed to be firmly stuck on Yang Juan, and he could no longer move away.

"Xiaoyang," his body gradually warmed up, his heartbeat seemed to be a little faster than usual, and his voice became dry and tense, "what are you doing?"

Yang Juan pursed his lips and raised his face, honestly said: "It can't be washed inside."

He Lang's abdomen tightened suddenly, his breathing became uncontrollable, and he immediately forgot all his previous thoughts. While the anger in his body was rushing up and down, only Yang Juan's red and white body was left in his mind , and the smooth touch of his own palm on his body.

"Do you want me to wash it for you?" He leaned towards Yang Juan dazedly, his voice deep and hoarse.

Yang Juan said, "Okay."

Suppressing the swollen and hot body reaction, He Lang looked at him persuasively and said: "The lamb first takes off his underwear."

Yang Juan stopped holding his hands on the edge of his underwear, and shook his head in annoyance and embarrassment for a while, "You can't take it off."

He Lang was stunned, obviously he didn't expect his thoughts to change so quickly, "Why can't you take it off?"

"I've already promised you." Yang Juan said with a bit of embarrassment in his tone, "I can't take it off until you go out."

He Lang choked on his words.

But soon, he changed into a nonchalant tone: "Lamb."

Hearing the voice, Yang Juan turned his face from the water to look at him, with doubts appearing in his eyes.

"The soap fell." He Lang's Adam's apple rolled gently, coaxing him calmly, "You pick it up."

The confused Yang Juan did not doubt him, bent down in front of He Lang, and reached out to find soap on the floor.He Lang stood behind him, his eyes fell on his shallow waist, and then slowly moved along his arched waist, sliding in from the edge of his trousers——

He couldn't see clearly any further down, He Lang calmly stretched his hand to his trouser waist.

Yang Juan straightened up without warning, and said to him blankly, "There is no soap on the ground."

"Yes." He Lang narrowed his eyes slowly, "Look for it carefully."

Yang Juan pursed his lips and said nothing, and seemed a little reluctant to continue searching.

He Lang lowered his voice to coax him: "Little sheep?"

Yang Juan stood there without moving.

He Lang's tone softened, with a hint of urgency: "My wife."

Yang Juan finally reacted, but he still looked unhappy, and silently raised his eyes to look at him.

Thinking of his sensitivity to this title, He Lang called out again: "Honey, can you help me find it again?"

"Okay." After hesitating for a long time, Yang Juan finally agreed, "I can help you find it, but," he paused, showing a bit of reluctance, "Can you stop calling me that? "

He Lang was stunned suddenly, "How do I call you? Lamb? Or wife?"

"No way." Yang Juan murmured in a low voice.

"Don't you like it?" He Lang reacted, and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, "You can tell me directly if you don't like it, you don't have to keep it in your heart, if you don't like it, I won't call you—"

"I don't like it." Yang Juan retorted in a low voice and quickly, his face suddenly turned red, "But I promised He Lang that only he can call, and no one else can call—"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Juan was pushed to the wall and hugged him tightly.

The wet and hot kisses fell densely on his shoulders and neck, with the intense emotion in his eyes, He Lang eagerly buried his head into his neck.

"I can't bear it, lamb," he said.

Yang Juan was so arched by him that he unconsciously raised his neck, the light above the bathroom was too dazzling on his retina, he couldn't help closing his eyes and muttering: "Itches."

"Little sheep, bear with it." He Lang kissed him up the neck, with an urgency that he didn't realize.

Yang Juan endured obediently for a while, and then couldn't bear it any longer. With his eyes closed, he stretched out his hand to push his head.

It was only pushed away one second, and the next second, He Lang's head moved closer, and the warm tongue licked all the way from his chin to his lips.But Yang Juan closed his mouth tightly, no matter how much he licked and bit, he couldn't squeeze it in.

He Lang was so anxious that his stomach swelled a little more, making him uncomfortable and tormented, he pinched Yang Juan's chin with his fingertips and coaxed: "Xiao Yang, open your eyes."

Hearing this, Yang Juan opened his eyes, but the black pupils looking at him were a little lax.

He Lang pressed against his body tightly and rubbed against him, "Xiao Yang, look at me, who am I?"

Slowly meeting his eyes, Yang Juan stared at him without blinking.

He Lang asked the second time tirelessly: "Who am I, Lamb?"

The focus of Yang Juan's eyes slowly gathered, and finally he blinked slowly and said, "He Lang."

He Lang looked slightly happy, lowered his head and pressed his lips against his. Just as he was about to remind him to open his mouth, Yang Juan opened his mouth first, obediently waiting for him to enter.

He Lang held his lips in his mouth unceremoniously, sent his tongue in, and swept across his mouth.Yang Juan's tongue was squeezed by him and had nowhere to go, so he could only curl up in the corner aggrieved to make room for him.

He chuckled, wrapped around Yang Juan's soft tongue, pushed his tongue out from the corner, and licked his tongue around him.

Yang Juan was panting after being chased by him, and the saliva secreted from opening his mouth for a long time slowly flowed out along the corner of his mouth.He was so ashamed that he hurriedly pushed He Lang away, reaching out his hand to remove the drool that had already flowed to his chin.

In just two seconds, He Lang switched from his lips to his chin again, relying on the instinct of lust, his mouth pressed tightly against his chin and sucked.

Yang Juan was so sucked by him that he raised his chin unconsciously, this action was no less than handing a pillow to a sleepy person, and He Lang's kiss slipped from his chin.

Rubbing past his Adam's apple, as if he found something new and strange, He Lang opened his mouth to grab his Adam's apple, and played with the tip of his tongue against his Adam's apple with great interest.

Yang Juan couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.Only then did He Lang let go of his Adam's apple, put both hands on his chest, leaned over and sucked his collarbone.

After sucking for a while, he felt the strangely soft touch from under his palm, He Lang took his hand away and lowered his head to glance at his chest.Only then did he realize that his palm happened to be pressing on Yang Juan's small milk bead impartially.

With a light grip of his slender fingers, he pinched the milk bead on his fingertips. He Lang held the milk bead leisurely, and slowly rubbed it with his rough fingertips.

Yang Juan's breathing became heavier, his eyes glanced blankly at the top of his hair, he pushed his hand helplessly and shouted: "No, no more."

"Don't want anything?" He Lang kept moving his hands, teasing him maliciously.

"Don't want this." Yang Juan replied incoherently, his voice sounded anxious and pitiful.

When he was not drinking on weekdays, he had never heard Yang Juan talking to himself in such a tone.The abdomen became more and more hard, and He Lang gasped heavily, only feeling as if he had fallen into an unprecedented high-level emotion.

It's just that it's the first time for him to have sex, and he's afraid that these foreplays learned by secretly doing homework will make Yang Juan uncomfortable.Even though he still wanted to hear Yang Juan say a few more words, he stopped what he was doing immediately.

"Don't you like it? Don't touch it if you don't like it." He Lang hugged him and said.

Yang Juan lowered his eyes and hummed pitifully.

However, just as he stopped, the base of his thigh was immediately pressed against by something.Excluded that it was his uncomfortably hard stick, his stick was firmly attached to the Yang roll at this time, and he refused to move.He Lang froze for a moment, then lowered his head to look at his inner side.

He saw Yang Juan's genitals wrapped in his panties, propped up his panties as a small tent, and pressed it against He Lang's thigh quite honestly.

He Lang raised the corners of his mouth narrowly, "Don't you like it?" Through the thin underwear fabric, he put his hand around Yang Juan's penis and scratched it lightly, "Do you really not like it?"

Yang Juan closed his eyes with flushed cheeks, and hummed in shame.

The corners of He Lang's mouth raised even higher, and he stretched out his fingertips to touch his penis head, just like teasing Yang Juan himself in the past, he stroked his penis head twice, "But the little lamb of the lamb That’s not what it said, the little lamb said it liked it very much.”

Yang Juan was so ashamed that his eyelids became hot. He closed his eyes tightly, but the eyeballs rolled under the eyelids in embarrassment and anxiety.

He Lang didn't intend to linger on this for too long, he dropped his palms, pinched Yang Juan's white and tender waist, and slowly kissed along his chest to his belly button.

At this moment, Yang Juan was so hot that he was dizzy. He rubbed his back against the wall for a long time. The heat burning from his body still didn't subside. He raised his hands to touch himself, and found that he was not wearing any clothes. He frowned, and hurriedly took off his underwear.

He Lang squatted in front of him, held his fidgeting hands and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

Yang Juan lowered his head resentfully, and his shattered hair that had been soaked in hot water was stuck to his forehead, making him look more and more pitiful, "Uncomfortable."

"Want to take off your underwear?" He Lang asked again.

"I want to take it off." Yang Juan rubbed the porcelain drill behind him impatiently, his voice sounded a little aggrieved.

He Lang kissed him on the bulging tent through his underwear, "Xiao Yang is obedient, and I'll take it off for you."

Yang Juan closed his eyes and said, "Okay."

He Lang almost drowned in his "Okay", and the genitals that had been hard in his underwear for a long time pushed up involuntarily.

He stretched out his hand to pull Yang Juan down, stood up by pressing his shoulders, brought the genitals in his underwear to the tip of Yang Juan's nose, inserted his slender fingers into his black hair, and raised Yang Juan's face, his voice Deep and hot, he said: "Xiao Yang helps me take off first, then I help Xiao Yang take off."

Yang Juan opened his eyes and replied seriously: "Okay."

He raised his hands to grab the edge of He Lang's panties, and pulled them down hard.The genitals in the underwear are too high, and the underwear is stuck in the abdomen and cannot be taken off.Yang Juan stared at the raised position in confusion for a while, then directly put his hand into He Lang's underwear, grabbed his penis and pulled it out.

The penis swelled up again in Yang Juan's hands, and it was hot and hard like a thick wooden stick in his palm. Yang Juan carefully took it out, and hung it around He Lang's waist with the other hand. The underwear in the room was pulled down.

The underwear quickly fell from between He Lang's legs, as if he had finished something very important, Yang Juan let out a long breath, with a slight smile on his face, and then let go of He Lang's penis.

The moment the cloth was released, the other party's genitals bumped straight towards him, poking hard on his cheek.

Yang Juan's eyes widened in fright, and his brain, which was messed up by alcohol, lost the function of giving orders. He froze in place, not knowing what to do.

He Lang felt extremely uncomfortable, pressed his head and leaned closer to his own, "Little lamb, kiss it, just one kiss."

Looking at the hideous thing in front of his face, Yang Juan hesitated for a while, then pouted his lips lightly, and quickly touched the head of He Lang's weapon.

He Lang took a sharp breath, bent down to pull Yang Juan up from the ground.

Yang Juan, who was not clear-headed, raised his head curiously again, and glanced at He Lang's thing.As if he suddenly realized that although the opponent's things looked rough and hideous, they were not very scary, and his courage gradually grew.

I don't know what kind of nerve soaked in alcohol drove him to open his mouth to enclose He Lang's genitals.

He Lang's eyelids twitched, and without thinking, he pulled him up from the ground and hugged him, kissed him a few times indiscriminately, and said, "Honey, don't eat anything. If you want to eat, come and eat mine." mouth."

Yang Juan was hugged in his arms, his soft and ruddy face was quickly wrinkled by his kiss, his mouth was slightly opened, and he murmured indistinctly as a response to his words.

Although oral sex, to many people, is just a hobby between lovers, He Lang still doesn't want him to do this kind of thing.

But if it was to do it for Yang Juan by himself, He Lang hugged him and pondered for a moment, it seemed that it would not be so difficult to accept.

He pushed Yang Juan against the wall, knelt down on the spot, took off his underwear, held Yang Juan's penis to admire for a moment, then opened his mouth to hold him.

It was the first time for He Lang to do this kind of thing, his ventriloquist was rough and unfamiliar, and he was worried that his teeth would scratch Yang Juan, so he moved slowly and carefully.It's just that Yang Juan has never experienced this kind of thing before. Even though his technique is not very good, he was so sucked that he ejaculated very quickly.

He Lang, who had no time to retreat, lowered his head with his semen in his mouth, and spit out the fishy and sticky milky white semen from his mouth.

After venting, Yang Juan slid down against the wall, He Lang got up and turned off the shower, grabbed the large bath towel on the shelf, wrapped him tightly, and then hugged his back and buttocks, Take him out of the bathroom.

Throwing him into the big bed in the master bedroom, He Lang peeled off the bath towel wrapped around him, casually wiped off the water droplets on his body, and bent down to find condoms and lubricants in the bedside table.

The movement of him opening the drawer was relatively rude. After Yang Juan vented, he lay on the bed for a short time, and somehow he woke up from the wine. Hearing the sound of him looking for something, he got up from the bed in a daze, his face burned. Powerful, he stammered and asked, "You, when did you buy it?"

He slept in this bedroom for almost half a month, but he didn't even notice it.

Hearing his questioning voice, He Lang raised his eyebrows and turned around, "Are you awake?"

The redness on Yang Juan's face began to extend towards his neck and chest. He nervously pulled the quilt over his body, lowered his head, not daring to look at him, and hummed like a mosquito.

"It was put in on the day we moved." He Lang laughed lowly, took the lubricant and lifted the quilt covering him, pressed towards him without saying a word, lowered his head and bit his rosy earlobe , "It's better to wake up, the main course hasn't started yet, I can't bear it, lamb."

Yang Juan's face began to steam, and his whole body was like a fat sheep that was roasted and slaughtered, from the top of his head to his toes.

He Lang turned the fat sheep over on the big bed, and let him lie face down on the bed, revealing his white buttocks.He Lang's wide palm covered his buttocks, held his buttocks and rubbed them lightly, and then applied lubricating oil to his fingers.

Soon there was a slight coolness from the seam of the buttocks, followed by the slight swelling and pain of He Lang's fingers pressing against his buttocks.

Yang Juan was so nervous that he clamped his butt reflexively.

He Lang knelt beside him, leaned over and kissed his back, coaxing him repeatedly: "Lamb, relax, don't be nervous."

Attention was quickly absorbed by the wet kiss on the back, and Yang Juan slowly relaxed.

He Lang's one finger quickly increased to two, three, four——

After the whole expansion work was finished, He Lang calmly breathed a sigh of relief, kept kneeling on the bed, put on the condom first, then pulled Yang Juan up from the bed, supported his shoulder from behind, Press the person into his arms.

Yang Juan's soft butt bumped against He Lang's penis, making his penis head tremble with excitement.

He Lang crossed his arms across his chest, hugged him and turned his head, and kissed his face delicately.At the same time, the waist was lifted up with ease, and the penis found a way in against his buttocks, and then slowly squeezed in.

His body is soft and hot, firmly sucking He Lang's genitals, making him stuck in a very shallow position, obviously being clamped is uncomfortable, but he can't move.

On the other hand, Yang Juan closed his eyes, his lips were tightly pursed, and a slight sweat began to break out on his forehead, obviously he was not feeling well.

He Lang didn't dare to move for the time being, and comforted him in a deep voice next to his ear: "Little Yang, bear with it, it will be fine soon."

Yang Juan hummed lightly, trying his best to relax himself.

Soon he noticed that the inner wall holding him was slightly loose, and He Lang seized the opportunity to send himself inside again.Yang Juan subconsciously bit his mouth, slightly bent his back, with a look of patience on his face.

He Lang kissed him distressedly, thinking that there was no way to grind it slowly, then he stretched out his hand to support his buttocks, and lifted his buttocks up slightly.

Yang Juan didn't have much strength in his body, and the weight of his whole body was carried in his palm.He Lang abruptly removed the pillow that was placed on his buttocks, and Yang Juan's buttocks sat down in his arms.

He Lang took advantage of the situation and suddenly thrust into his body, his genitals pressed against his soft and firm inner wall and sank deep into it. Yang Juan cried out in pain, beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks.

He Lang, who was also sweating profusely, twitched his body slowly while hugging him.

Yang Juan's body followed his movements and swayed slightly. The initial pain came and went quickly, and was replaced by other strange feelings after a while.

He clenched his mouth in embarrassment, not allowing himself to make any sound.

After going through the previous adaptation stage, the amplitude of He Lang's twitching began to increase, and the frequency gradually accelerated, and he clashed randomly in his hot and wet corridor.

At the same time, fingers ran along Yang Juan's chin, touched his mouth, patted his face lightly and said, "Don't hold back, call out."

Yang Juan drooped his sweaty head, opened his eyes that were blurred by the sweat, and yelled softly.

Listening to his voice, He Lang kept his waist moving at the same frequency, put his head on his neck, and panted heavily.

He Lang, who slowly found his feeling, is no longer rushing around like before.He stopped, and abruptly withdrew half of his penis from Yang Juan's body.

The latter turned to look at him blankly and helplessly.

He Lang's retreating movement suddenly stopped, his two palms tightly grasped his waist, he straightened in without warning, directly passed through his tunnel, and penetrated deep in one go.

Yang Juan, who hadn't reacted yet, yelled out with a trembling voice, and the end of his eyes slowly turned red, with physiological tears.

He Lang accelerated the speed of thrusting and thrusting, bumping into his body recklessly, with bottomless affection in his dark eyes, his lustful voice was like rolling over sandpaper, "Lamb, wife. "

Yang Juan's body seemed to be submerged in the undulating waves of the tide, swaying back and forth with his movements, even the gasp from his mouth gradually turned into a whimper with a crying voice.

Not only did He Lang's penis in his body not have the tendency to ejaculate, but it became harder and harder amidst his whimpering.He hugged Yang Juan to lick the corners of his eyes