Tofu Dongshi

Dou Jiafu cried so hard that he trembled in pain, unable to swear a single word anymore, and when he was almost out of breath, Zhen Zhigong finally let go of his lips, and his body also slowed down a little.

The thirsty and frenzied heart got a little relief and venting after a while of twitching. Next, he can slow down the rhythm and adjust it well, and teach the wayward "wild cat" under him who is not delusional and wants to escape.

He leaned down, kissed those tear-stained eyes lightly, panted and said leisurely: "Little Tofu, baby, don't cry, this is just the beginning. Didn't you remember nothing when you were drunk last time?" Are you done? Let's take it slow this time, see clearly, so that you will never forget it for the rest of your life, how about it?"

Dou Jiafu was numb all over when he heard it, and he didn't even have the strength to stare at him, but he just pressed his lips tightly in grievance, and more tears rolled down.

Zhen Zhi respectfully hugged his waist and picked him up from the bed, stuffed a pillow under it, raised the buttocks to make it easier for him to move, then changed the angle to make it easier to understand, and then held it a little bit and grinded repeatedly.

Soon he was satisfied to see that the little face of the person under him who was crying pale and full of tears was flushed again like drunkenness, and his eyes began to become blurred, but his fine white teeth were still biting his lower lip, stubbornly Don't say a word.

Zhen Zhigong frowned, it's so unlovable to be so stubborn at this moment.

He withdrew himself all the way, leaving only the end to grind slowly and slowly at the entrance, which was already soft and wet and pink from the previous round of violent penetration.

The tunnel that has gradually adapted to the fiery huge and wild movements suddenly became empty, only faint touches from the outside, numb like ants and insects biting, but the force was too light to scratch the itchy place at all, Dou Jiafu twisted his waist impatiently, let out a soft "噫", and looked up dodgingly through the foggy eyelids.

Zhen Zhigong was closely observing his reaction, so he naturally took in the confused and dissatisfied flickering eyes, and immediately smiled, "How, what do you want? As long as you say it, I will definitely satisfy you."

Dou Jiafu's face was flushed with shame and indignation, he simply closed his eyes and stopped looking at the vile and obscene jackal on his body.

"Why, you won't say it? Alright, sir, let's see how long you can hold on!"

Zhen Zhigong was aroused with an unprecedented desire to win and conquer. With one hand, he pinched a milk bean on his chest that was red and swollen and stood upright after being bitten by himself, gently kneading and slowly twisting, and with the other hand, he slowly scraped at the top of the half-standing tender stem. Scratching, the lower body is still rubbing lightly at the entrance calmly.

The three most sensitive parts of his body were being molested maliciously at the same time, how could Dou Jiafu bear it, his body trembled like a fallen leaf in the wind, the feeling of being suspended in mid-air was worse than being roasted on a fire Painful, moans began to flow out of his mouth, but he still didn't say what someone most wanted to hear.

"Tell me, what do you want? You can get it if you say it." Zhen Zhigong still coaxed softly without giving up.

Dou Jiafu couldn't control it anymore, and burst into tears like a collapse, heartbroken, "Zhen Zhigong, you bastard, you will bully me, I hate you to death!"

He just felt that he had never been so sad in his life, and tears had never flowed as much as today, even the death of his parents would not cause him more pain than this time.

Zhen Zhigong was a little panicked now, and quickly leaned down to kiss and comfort, coaxing incoherently: "Little Doufu, be good, don't cry, it's my fault, I won't bully you anymore. What do you want, I will Give it all to you, okay?"

Dou Jiafu was speechless, choked with crying and trembling all over.

Zhen Zhigong felt pain and pity in his heart, and finally realized with his conscience that he had really gone too far just now.He raised his eyes and saw that the bound wrists of the person below him were rubbed red during the struggle, and he couldn't help but feel even more guilty. He quickly untied the silk ribbon, and brought those hands to his lips and kissed them softly.

At the same time, without forgetting the movements of the lower body, he sent himself into the wet and hot tunnel again, and when he inserted it to the end, he hit the flower center.

"Woo..." Dou Jiafu stopped crying and gasped in convulsions.

Zhen Zhigong persisted, pulled him up from the bed, sat opposite him, hugged him tightly and began to push him violently from bottom to top.

The emptiness was filled in an instant, and the unbearable pleasure came over. Dou Jiafu was like a small boat, tossing and heaving on the raging sea, unable to stop or escape. He could only be swept up by the huge waves and sink deeply. And then to pieces.

It didn't take long before he released it convulsively, the hot liquid splashed on the abdomen of the two people, it was sticky and slippery, and then the lower part tightened, tightly twisting the contents inside.

Zhen Zhigong let out a muffled snort, and pumped his head more than ten times violently, and also vented in the tight and fiery deepest part.

He hugged him tightly, panting heavily at his neck, and after the aftertaste of ecstasy receded a bit, he pulled a cloth towel from the side of the bed to wipe off the stains between their chests and abdomens.

Dou Jiafu was extremely tired, his eyes were half-closed, his body was as soft as noodles and followed his movements.

Afterwards, Zhen Zhigong reluctantly withdrew himself, and the close joint suddenly separated, making a soft "boo".

He lowered his head, and saw that the redness and swelling were slightly opened, blooming like cherry blossoms, and as he withdrew, streams of white turbidity slowly overflowed like a trickle.

His heart couldn't help shaking, his already weak lower body was ready to move again, and he stood upright.

Sensing the scorching gaze of someone with malicious intentions, Dou Jiafu, who took a breath slightly, realized the danger, turned over quickly and wanted to hide his shame under the sheet.

Zhen Zhigong smiled, and gave him a hand, let him lie prone on the bed, then reached out behind him and grabbed his waist and lifted him up, making his round buttocks high, forming a kneeling posture, The red core in the snow hills was exposed again, facing her lower body.

Dou Jiafu realized that the situation was not good, his scalp was numb, and he crawled forward with hands and feet.

Zhen Zhigong's desire was blazing, how could he get his wish, he clasped his waist with both hands, stepped forward, and penetrated him effortlessly from behind.

He leaned over to stick to the smooth and thin back covered with sweat, gasped and whispered in his ear, "Little darling, don't run away, I've been thinking about you for a long time, how can I give you once?" It's over. You are the same, aren't you?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the front, and viciously flicked the tender stem that stood up quietly at no time.

Dou Jiafu's face was red, and he cursed "beast" in his heart, but he was exhausted, so he was no match for the beast, so he could only let him attack wantonly.

During this period, he couldn't stand the strong push from behind several times. His knees were weak and his whole body trembled.

"I don't want it...well..."

"Let go...I'm going to die...ah!"

If this continued, Dou Jiafu felt that he would really die on the bed like this, and finally couldn't help crying again, begging for mercy incoherently.

Zhen Zhigong pulled up the boneless man in front of him and hugged him, pinched his chin to force him to turn his head, after a fiery and lingering deep kiss, he gasped and said in a hoarse voice: "Then let us Die!"

After more than a dozen more wild rhythms, the two let out a low cry and erupted at the same time.

Struggling and crying all night, and being tortured for so long, Dou Jiafu couldn't take it anymore, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

Zhen Zhigong embraced him, and kissed lovingly and tenderly on the face that was messed up with tears and sweat.

He is his, no one can take it away.

At this time, the morning light is faint, the east is white, the long night is over, and a new day has arrived.

Putting the person on the bed and lying down, Zhen Zhigong tidied himself up and tried it out, then put on his clothes and got up, went out and called Chen Ma to fetch water to wash.

Chen's mother is nearly sixty years old, older than Master Zhen, and has always been capable and capable in doing things, but when she saw the young master at this time, she looked flustered and cautious.If you look carefully, you can even see a faint redness on the wrinkled old face under the dim light of the day.

Soon, Mama Chen brought a hot water cloth towel. Although she lowered her head, she couldn't help but peek into the room secretly through the half-open door.

Zhen Zhigong didn't stop her, let her peek, and said calmly: "Chen Ma, from today onwards, Little Tofu is also the owner of this yard, you should treat him the same as you treat me Be negligent in the slightest, or you will be punished severely."

Chen Ma's old face became hot, and she obediently agreed.

Zhen Zhigong took the toiletries and returned to the room, wiped the unconscious Dou Jiafu himself, changed him into a clean underwear, and picked him up from the messy bed sheet with mottled stains out the door.

Zhou Fusheng also came back from the tea house and was waiting in the courtyard when he suddenly saw his young master come out of the wing with a man in his arms, then turned around and entered his room.

It was only a matter of snapping his fingers, but Zhou Fusheng could clearly see the satisfaction and laziness on the face of the eldest young master, while the unattractive Mr. Dou was curled up in his arms as docilely as a cat, with his eyes tightly closed. Closed, his face was flushed, adding a little color to the plain facial features.

This, what does this mean, even an idiot can understand it.

The long-tested housekeeper couldn't help the nosebleeds in his brain, while lamenting in his heart, alas, I'm afraid it won't be long before the Zhen family will welcome a male "eldest mistress".

After entering the room and laying him down on his bed, Zhen Zhigong took something from his neck, rubbed it in his palm for a while, tied it around Dou Jiafu's neck, put it carefully inside his collar, and stroked his delicate white skin Neck whispered: "Little Doufu, this time the young master really tied you up, don't try to escape again in this life."

Dou Jiafu didn't respond, but his thick eyelashes trembled uneasily.

Zhen Zhigong lowered his head and kissed lightly on the quivering wings, then turned and walked out the door.

Zhou Fusheng spent a long time in the courtyard doing psychological training, and he was able to face his young master with a normal expression.

Zhen Zhigong had also collected his mood, returned to his cold and stern face, and ordered with a blank face: "Find someone for my young master, who has two characteristics: first, there is a word 'Zhi' in the name; Use high-quality jade rice paper. Don't startle the snake after you find it, and leave it to the young master to handle it himself."

Although Zhou Fusheng was full of curiosity, he didn't dare to ask more questions, and he simply agreed without hesitation.