God, your chapter H has been locked by me

The editor-in-chief's underwear is one size bigger, and it looks like the kind of cotton cloth tied with an elastic band when I was a child. Although it is also a CK, it looks like a cottage when I wear it.Wei Ning came out wearing a bathrobe and replaced the editor-in-chief. When the two rubbed shoulders, the editor-in-chief whispered: "I don't mind you watching."

Wei Ning's face burned again.

Taking advantage of the editor-in-chief taking a shower, Wei Ning called the second child and said that he was on a business trip temporarily, and told him not to worry.The two chatted for a while and hung up. Suddenly, Wei Ning remembered something. He used his mobile phone to surf the Internet on Baidu's 'Mi Ama Siwen'. After flipping through several pages, he saw a reliable explanation in a forum.

Miamasvin

I love you in Esperanto.

It's best to pretend to be a confession in words that no one can understand!

Wei Ning violently threw the phone on the bed, stood up and walked around the bedroom twice, picked up the water glass on the table and drank it cleanly, only after drinking did he realize that this was used by the editor-in-chief just now, right?

"Cough cough cough..." Wei Ning coughed, his face flushed and his heart was beating wildly. He knelt down and scratched his head irritably.

It's over, it's over, it's over, he seems to be too conscious of the editor-in-chief, it's obvious that they want to pick him up, why does he care so much!

At this moment, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and Wei Ning happened to be squatting beside the door. The door was half-opened and his body got stuck. When the editor-in-chief looked down at him, he also looked up. Beautiful legs, beautiful abdominal muscles, smooth chest muscles, sexy Adam's apple... and the sleeping thing between the legs that cannot be ignored...

"What are you doing?" The editor-in-chief frowned and poked Wei Ning with his toe. Wei Ning stood up suddenly, and the door frame hit his arm, and he gasped.

"Snacks!" The editor-in-chief pulled Wei Ning over, and pulled off the bathrobe to check. His arm on one side was red, and the editor-in-chief touched it and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Wei Ning shook his head quickly, broke free and pulled up the bathrobe: "I'm asleep, good night." As he said, he lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed, and then he didn't move.

The sound of the editor-in-chief tidying up and blowing hair was heard in his ear, and then the lights went out, and the bed sank. Behind Wei Ning, he could clearly feel the editor-in-chief's body temperature, and he felt his body also warm up contagiously. , and soon broke out in a sweat.The editor-in-chief didn't seem to be asleep either, the bed would rise and fall with his turning over from time to time, and every time he moved, Wei Ning's heart flickered along with him, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Hicc!" In the silence, Wei Ning's hiccup sound was particularly abrupt, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to tuck himself into the quilt, but it's not his fault that he tends to hiccup when he's nervous!

"belch!"

The editor-in-chief laughed out loud, and Wei Ning felt him leaning over, so he had to bury his face in the pillow, trying to block the sound of hiccups, but his shoulders still shook from time to time.

"belch……"

"You can't sleep either?" The editor-in-chief's voice was filled with a strong smile, and he reached out to straighten Wei Ning's hair: "Isn't it hot to sleep in a bathrobe? You're sweating."

Wei Ning shook his head: "Hi..."

"It is said that both kissing and shocking can cure hiccups, which one do you choose?" The editor-in-chief whispered, hugging Wei Ning, untied the strap of his nightgown, slipped his hand in and touched his belly: "You probably won't Choose to kiss? Then I’ll scare you.” As he spoke, he slid his fingertips along the edge of the underwear, pulled the edge of the underwear with his fingers, and then let go, and the elastic band slapped Wei Ning’s lower abdomen.

Wei Ning turned his head abruptly at this time, and looked at the editor-in-chief with a tangled expression. The light was very dim, and it was impossible to see whether his face was flushed, but it must have been a good color.

"I'll just drink some water..." Wei Ning started talking, the editor-in-chief took the half-drinked water from the head of the bed first, took a big sip in front of Wei Ning, and pushed Wei Ning onto the bed, Then leaned down and kissed him, pouring all the cold water into his mouth.

"Hmm..." He drank half of a sip of water and leaked half, the editor's purpose was obviously somewhere else, his tongue was sweeping wantonly, this lying posture made him go deeper and more thoroughly, the burning breath entangled Wei Ning's chest rose and fell rapidly as if he couldn't breathe, and his snort made a sound like a bellows. The editor-in-chief's laughter hit the tip of his tongue, and the paralyzing tremor was transmitted to his throat, and Wei Ning let out an uncomfortable hum.

"Don't be so excited." The editor-in-chief said, let go of Wei Ning's lips, helped him wipe the water stains on his chin, and held his face up: "Take your time."

Where the voice fell, it was a kiss that was split at the touch. The editor-in-chief lightly pecked Wei Ning's lips, making lingering movements. Wei Ning's hypoxic state eased a lot, the lips were sucked, and the feeling of moving between the lips changed. It became clear that this kind of intimacy and sweetness was not intense, but it touched his heart, and it felt numb and throbbing like water droplets falling on the lake surface, rippling in the bottom of his heart round and round.

The editor's kiss is very comfortable, Wei Ning has no resistance to the tenderness of the lips and teeth, but the editor seems dissatisfied with his obedience, the bedside lamp is turned on by him, he presses Wei Ning's lips with his fingers, and then sticks his fingertips in Fiddled with the tip of her tongue: "This one, you can stick it out a little bit." Then, he pinched Wei Ning's chin and kissed it again. This time, the editor-in-chief's tongue swept Wei Ning's lips, waiting for him to open his mouth, but He backed away again, several times of close contact made people anxious, but teased people's heart itchy, Wei Ning drank out, when the editor-in-chief kissed him again, he suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged her, leaned forward and sucked the editor-in-chief hard Then he stuck out his tongue impatiently, the tips of their tongues touched each other, Wei Ning was electrified all over his body, the editor-in-chief licked the tip of his tongue to the root of his tongue and pressed his lips up, stirring his tongue in his mouth,* With the sound of water, Wei Ning was forced to swallow the editor-in-chief's saliva, but the feeling of agitation became stronger.

"Study well." The editor-in-chief withdrew, his lips were still connected with silver thread when they parted, he stroked Wei Ning's side face, and kissed his forehead, temples, and corners of his mouth one after another...

"You... you teach very well..." Wei Ning turned his face away, trying to avoid the entangled kiss of the editor-in-chief, his neck and collarbone were wet from the attack, the editor-in-chief stroked his chest, and the plush bathrobe was removed The shoulders fell off, and the editor-in-chief printed a kiss on his shoulders.

"That... I think the tutorial is almost here, and the rest..."

"The rest?" the editor-in-chief repeated with a low smile, rubbing his lips around his areola.

"Isn't it... there's nothing left... I've already learned it...so, that's it for today? Editor-in-chief?" Wei Ning was a little incoherent, and the editor-in-chief groped him, which made him very embarrassed: "Don't... ...The editor-in-chief don't kiss there... oh!"

The nipple was finally not spared, being sucked by the chief editor, Wei Ning's body trembled, the feeling of the soft tongue fiddled with the nipples...isn't that how men play here!

"Editor-in-Chief, I think... well... we... let's follow the steps..."

"What steps?" The editor-in-chief spoke with Wei Ning's nipple in his mouth, and the vibration of the sound wave made Wei Ning move uncomfortably.

"Even if you confessed to me, I haven't expressed my opinion yet..."

"You didn't express your opinion?" The editor-in-chief raised his eyebrows, and his expression immediately became dangerous. He suddenly pressed the hand that was touching Wei Ning's thigh between his legs, rubbed it roughly, and followed Wei Ning's humming, The editor-in-chief bit his nipple again, and the sudden stimulation made Wei Ning tremble violently: "Then say it now? Why do you cry for me if you don't like me? Or will you say it only if I make you cry again?"

The nipple was bitten by the editor-in-chief with his teeth, the pain in that place was the most unbearable, but the editor-in-chief's palm was still rubbing his lower body, the pleasure and pain attacked together, Wei Ning was almost defeated, he frowned, panting in disorder She stretched out her hand and pushed the editor-in-chief's shoulder, twisting her body in resistance: "Even...even if you like it, you can't go to bed right away! I don't even know your name, and we haven't gotten along like formal lovers before, so we just fucked Now, what is the difference between that and j□j! The order...is the order wrong..."

The editor-in-chief suddenly came over, he stroked Wei Ning's head, looked down into his eyes, and raised the corner of his mouth, as if interested: "What order do you want?"

"I..." Wei Ning was embarrassed, Editor-in-Chief, you are so hard-headed below me, is it really insincere to ask such a question against me?

"Confess your love first, then go on a date... Editor-in-Chief, it's impossible that you haven't been in a relationship before!" Wei Ning frowned: "It's like an unspoken rule for you to throw me like this! I don't know anything!"

The editor-in-chief also frowned, with a troublesome expression on his face, Wei Ning looked at him, and suddenly came up with an idea that seemed absurd, but made sense after careful consideration.

"Editor-in-chief, have you never been in a serious relationship?"

"Yes." The editor-in-chief was quite calm, he rubbed the tip of Wei Ning's nose affectionately, and said with his lips touching his lips: "So you teach me." The editor-in-chief kissed Wei Ning lightly: "I like you, Is this confession pass? Or should I say I love..."

"Pass the test, pass the test..." Wei Ning couldn't bear this large dose of sweetener, the editor-in-chief simply squandered his hormones as a biochemical weapon, Wei Ning's face was hot, and the editor-in-chief asked him: "Aren't you going to answer?"

"I...also...cough...you understand." Wei Ning was a little embarrassed, turned his face away and muttered: "It's... that... I like... um..." The lips were kissed again, and the editor-in-chief hummed : "Hey. What's next?"

"Dating or something, chatting, talking about hobbies and so on... We can take our time..."

"29 years old, stable job, good sexual function, owns a car and house, smokes but not drinks, likes collecting and traveling, likes classical music, hates variety shows, hates sweets... what else do you want to know?"

"Uh……"

"Well, the second step is over, how many steps are there for me to do?"

"What I mean is, I need time..." Wei Ning grimaced.

"You can't wait." The editor-in-chief snorted, and touched the shape of the bulge with his fingers. Wei Ning immediately let out a suppressed gasp: "Are you going to just stick it out like this?"

Wei Ning didn't speak, the short silence was like a coolant, which instantly extinguished the spark in the editor's eyes, he sighed almost inaudibly, but this breath fell into Wei Ning's heart.

Wei Ning looked at the editor-in-chief, this person is now like a huge luminous body in his eyes, exuding hormones that he can't hold back, ever since he realized that he likes him, love has been constantly fermenting in his heart , before he could get used to the erratic feeling of falling in love and feeling swaying in his heart, he was confusedly put into bed. This kind of lightning progress filled Wei Ning's mind with pink bubbles, which is undoubtedly shocking. A jovial and sweet affair, but also undeniably unsettling in this dreamy flight.

It is clearly not the time when things will come to fruition, but his heart has begun to be greedy. He also longs for the editor's kiss, longs to hug the editor's body, and desires to do further things with the editor. It is precisely because of this out-of-control desire that he loves the editor The initiative is completely powerless to resist, or this involuntary, irrational feeling is love.

Looking at the editor-in-chief's current state, Wei Ning couldn't bear to let him down in the end.

It doesn't matter if the order is wrong, or if you feel uneasy, or if you are afraid of such things... Grandpa!Anyway, you won't get pregnant if you do it!

Wei Ning suddenly put his arms around the editor-in-chief's neck, and kissed him eagerly, his teeth collided, and both of them uttered a groan, Wei Ning buried his face on the editor-in-chief's shoulder, and said muffledly: "Don't hold back anyone, hurry up!" Do……"