Narendra Sex and Evil Performing Arts Company

(52)

"Qin Jin promised you to rest for two days."

"what……"

As Feng Xiao said, her fingers began to explore along the nape of his neck all the way on his satin-smooth back, and the doves on her arms quietly stretched the laces of the bathrobe, gradually exposing his shoulders, slowly as if peeling off cocoons.Then it seemed as if a critical point had been reached suddenly, with a "snap", the entire bathrobe slid to the floor, like peeling an egg, leaving only a flawless body standing there barefoot, naked.

Feng Xiao's hand was caressing his tailbone. There was only a spark in his chest, but when he lowered his eyes and saw the two round buttocks that were exposed after the white velvet bathrobe was passed by, flames burst into flames, and he was about to turn him over and press him down. On the bed, I suddenly wondered why he hadn't moved for a long time, and in a blink of an eye, I saw him frowning absent-mindedly.Immediately, he was furious, took the beautiful buttocks that he took advantage of, and pushed him against the back wall.He undressed his clothes and trousers in two or three steps, and parted those two thin white legs.

"what--"

Seeing the man grinning in pain as he wished, and hitting the back of his head against the wall fiercely, the anger came out: "I'm working so hard to strengthen the contract, but my lord is distracted by other men, is it reasonable?"

"Ah—slow down...it hurts..." Tears came out of the corners of his eyes, and his two hands subconsciously pushed his chest, but he bent him down, and the scratches on his wrists were dragged down, as if sprinkled with chili powder* pain.I had no choice but to go around behind and pull him, but I couldn't pull him, and after a long time, I became a hugging position, and the hugging became tighter and tighter, and the hugging became more natural, as if I would fall if I didn't hug him. semi-wet clothes.

The more painful his expression was, the happier Feng Xiao felt in his heart. He didn't understand how to pity and cherish jade. He put his legs around his waist, hugged his waist with one hand, and held the back of his neck with the other. He bit the center of his brow with his mouth, Like when we met for the first time: "Concentrate and don't frown for other men."

"I'm..." I was going to say "I'm in pain", but the words turned on the tip of my tongue and became extremely ambiguous, "For you."

Feng Xiao's jaw loosened unknowingly, and soon turned into a wet and warm kiss. As the rhythm of his body quickened, the kiss also moved from the center of the eyebrows to the eyelids to the tip of the nose and entangled his lips and tongue, sometimes light and sometimes heavy , shallow and deep.

"I'm for you, my lord." He whispered with a chuckle on his lips, although he said "I'm for you" with tenderness, but in fact his heart is like a mirror, "Isn't it because I'm afraid that Qin Jin will kick you? Is it? Then we must perform well next time we start work. So we need to strengthen the bond in the past two days and see if we can help adults strengthen their health."

When I looked up, I found that he was smiling, and when I looked up again, I found that my scalp hurt.I saw that a head of long hair had been pulled into two bundles and tied behind him at some point, binding the two of them together, making them inseparable.Standing up as if punished, Nalande hummed intermittently with a blushing face, his teeth had already let go of his bleeding lower lip, and his voice became more and more presumptuous*. He had obviously passed the stage of shame and entered the stage of debauchery. Not forgetting to put on a smug smile, one hand clenched his shoulders tightly, and the other hand came to take off the remaining clothes on Feng Xiao's body.

If you don't want to accept it, you can flatly reject it, and if you don't want to reject it, you can accept it.Find out whether you want it or not, and never do things that are ambiguous and refuse or welcome.This is one of the principles of Narendra.

Coquettish, of course it is necessary.Why don't you give a free beauty.Sleep while you can before you die, or you will lose money.

Feng Xiao grabbed his hand and just held it on the wound, causing him to groan softly and laugh again: "...What's the matter? Are you shy? We can meet honestly, right Feng Xiao?"

Even a pun.

"Of course." Feng Xiao let go of his hand, shrugged lightly in line with his movements, and the shirt that had already been unbuttoned slipped off smoothly.The next moment Feng Xiao had already hugged Nalande, who was full of wretched eyes, and fell on the bed together, propped up his upper body a little, and pulled his swollen hand to hold his own swollen place, "I heard that adults can't hold swords? I'll teach you how to do it." How to hold a sword and use it. Come on, this way..."

Sure enough, he taught by hand, prioritized, and was very skillful.Of course it doesn't stop.It made the people under him tremble more and more, unable to close their five fingers more and more, and swayed their bodies more and more frantically, as if they wanted to escape, or as if they wanted to entangle with him more tightly and deeply. As every cliff that could fall "slapped" fell, a silhouette of a person fainted on the off-white bed sheet.

Confused and confused, it is really beautiful.

Enough of admiring the out-of-control appearance of the people below her with rich voices and emotions, Feng Xiao hugged the boneless person up and hugged each other face to face, pumping/sending the bumps.

******

I don't know why Feng Xiao sighs every time afterwards.

After sighing, Feng Xiao fell asleep on top of Nalande.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead." It took a lot of effort to push this huge monster that could crush him to the side, and after finishing speaking, he counted his fingers, and today is another seventh day, and he should go to sleep.

Looking at Feng Xiao's sleeping face for a long time, Nalande also sighed.Forget it, I've given you my soul, so there's nothing to believe or not.Just think that Lao Tzu is greedy for beauty, and dies under the peony flower, and he is still romantic when he is a ghost, and he is happy.I haven't closed my eyes for two days, and I just did a drastic job, and suddenly I felt sleepy.The hair entangled with hands and feet hadn't been sorted out yet, and he didn't bother to get up, so he stretched out his feet and hooked the quilt at the head of the bed, the two of them covered them together, and fell asleep crookedly like this.

Without any precautions, he just fell into a dream, unexpectedly dreaming of Feng Xiao.

But it doesn't seem to be him, it's just that the face is similar... But, I clearly didn't see the face of that person, I only saw a tall man wearing a golden armor, walking ahead without looking back, as if he was going to take him to something A place, a place that has never been reached.

"Afeng." The voice came from his own direction this time, and Nalande was surprised why he would call him that. "If, if I die, how long will you remember me?" asked his own voice, It sounds bleak.

The man in front did not answer, nor did he look back.

"If I die, how long will you remember me?" the voice asked relentlessly.

"If I die, how long will you remember me?"

……

The person in front finally got annoyed, and replied coldly: "If you die, I will forget you right away."

"Oh..." I was a little disappointed.He saw his toes, the snow-white shoes, made of some kind of leather, they looked extraordinarily soft, as if they would not get dusty no matter how many times they walked.

"So, if you don't want me to forget you, you'd better not die." The man in front finally stopped and turned back to him.

He raised his head happily, but woke up before seeing anyone.

******

It was afternoon when I woke up, I don't know which afternoon, anyway, the sun was shining all over the place, and when I turned around, Feng Xiao was still sleeping soundly.Grandma's, it's beautiful, it's beautiful.

I still want to sleep... No, no, I have to go to the hospital to see Xiaowei... But I still want to sleep... No, I have to get up to check the time...

I was struggling, and suddenly heard footsteps going upstairs.Wang Jiangang's dissuading voice also followed the spiraling stairs, getting closer and closer: "Qiqi is resting, why don't you wait a moment? How about this, Lao Wang, I will show you the guest room in our small building first..."

Nalande's first reaction was to sit up, but when the quilt fell off, he found that he and Feng Xiao were both naked.The clothes are on the floor, and the door has already rang, so if I go to pick them up now, it might just be time for people to see their butt.In the same way, the door is too late to lock.

It's better to pretend to sleep.That's right, she wrapped her eyes in the quilt and kept her distance from the naked man, pretending to be the one who fell asleep first, completely unaware that Feng Xiao also fell asleep on the bed later.But how do you explain to people that you don't know there are other people in bed?How can the posture convey this information?It's a test of acting skills...

As a result, the moment the door opened, Feng Xiao stretched out his hand in his sleep, hugged Nalande's waist from behind, and slowly pulled it into his arms, just fitting Nalande's buttocks into his bent legs In the bend, let his whole body cling to his warm belly.

Since he chose to pretend to be asleep, of course he could only bite the bullet and let his body move horizontally.Fortunately, the corner of the quilt was sandwiched between the legs, so that no one was exposed.