Window 2, Seventh Canteen

You have a problem!

I stared at Han Zilu, wanting to prove how vigorous I am with my eyes.

Han Zilu smiled, "What are you staring at, you don't rely on your eyes to make a gun."

I looked away, and suddenly had an idea, and leaned into his ear, "Actually...it's not quite right, it's been a bit of a thing since time travel, and I don't know who to talk to."

Han Zilu narrowed his eyes, "I know a good doctor."

Me: "Isn't this embarrassing, think about it, how awkward it is for an ancient person to look at your little brother."

Han Zilu: "You've just arrived, and you'll get used to it after a few days. It's nothing to see a doctor. The conditions are not good in this era, and you don't take a shower frequently, so body odor is the worst thing."

I leaned on him, "No, you smell good."

Han Zilu: "Nonsense, I wash it every day."

Seeing that the topic was going to be dragged away, I hurried back, "Why don't you take a look for me first?" I said while looking down at my crotch.

Han Zilu also looked over, with a deep meaning in his eyes.

The private room is very elegant. There is an incense burner on the table, and there is a strong but not greasy fragrance in it. I leaned over to take a few breaths, but I couldn't smell the reason.

"Don't lie so close, this fragrance is aphrodisiac."

I groaned and took a deep breath before standing up straight and dragging Han Zilu to the bedside.

He looked at me with a smile: "Sit down, take off your pants."

I deliberately twitched a little, and glanced at the window, "Sorry, it's broad daylight."

"I can't tell you are so thin-skinned."

I put down half of the bed curtain, and when I put the other half down, I turned to look at Han Zilu, "It feels safer this way."

He said, "Up to you."

I took off my shoes, got into the tent, opened half of it again, pointed to my crotch, "Look."

Han Zilu still squinted his eyes, with an expression of watching a show, but he leaned into the tent cooperatively, and asked at the same time: "What's wrong? No-lift? Second-ejaculation? Sex-disease?"

Why don't you-lift-second-shot-sexual-disease!I cursed in my heart, but my face was tense, "That's right, no one felt it."

"Just don't-raise." Han Zilu said bluntly.

The corners of my mouth twitched, "You have to help me, I have no one else to look for." I was half sitting and half lying down, with my legs spread apart, looking like I couldn't wait to show something, but Han Zilu didn't move, just looked at my face The crotch, the eyes are light, as if the wind will blow away.

He said, "Well, what do you like? I'll call two of them over and try your reaction on the spot. If it really doesn't work, then think of a way."

He got up to leave, I was waiting for his words, I quickly grabbed his wrist, "I like you like this."

Then, he dragged him into the bed net.

He fell on me and hit my chest tight, but fortunately he didn't hit the crotch, otherwise today he would really have to witness a failure.

His clothes were in a mess, but his expression was not messed up at all. He looked at me from above, the corners of his mouth raised, and dimples appeared on his face.

I was guilty, and I was about to find an excuse, but he supported my waist and stepped back a little, riding on my thigh, "Then help you see." He said and raised his hand, through the soft and thin fabric , put your palm on my dick.

I was only looking for excuses just now, the following is naturally normal, now the two of us are squeezed into the bed tent, and he is riding on me again, there is no need for me to have fantasies, not to mention his ambiguous smile, and his actions are even more straightforward .

There was a familiar warm current surging towards my lower abdomen, and I was going to be hard almost immediately, but thinking of my rhetoric, I quickly diverted my thoughts and calculated a few four-digit multiplication and division in my head, stabilizing the crotch-down general.

He looked at my face, stroked his palms, and suddenly said: "The little guy is very good."

Little sister!Labor is great, okay?

I looked away, "Well, yeah, it wasn't like this before, this guy is very bad."

He hummed and didn't make any further moves. I shyly said, "Why don't you take off your clothes? Maybe it will work."

He didn't agree or refuse, just looked at me silently and took off his clothes.I watched the outline of his body become more and more obvious, and calculated the multiplication and division in my mind, 1658x3344...

How much is it equal to?Looking at his big chest, my brain was a little stuck, and I immediately felt the skin between my legs tighten, so I hurriedly added a digit and continued to calculate in my head.

When I couldn't count, Han Zilu suddenly stretched out his hand and forced me to look at him. At the same time, he tore off my pants with the other hand and held it up with his hand.

My face became hot, and I felt that simple multiplication and division could no longer save me, so I was busy searching for useful math problems in my mind. During the process, he rubbed a few times, took off my pants completely, and then moved forward Moved, and rode on my thigh-root-part.

He was only wearing thin underwear, and the fabric was slightly taut, and the outline of that piece could be seen. I rubbed my eyes, and found that his guy seemed to be raising his head.

He lifted his waist, sat down slowly, and rubbed his side against mine through the fabric.

I knew it was not good, and was about to surrender, but he retreated and sat a little further away.

I was steaming all over, "Look, it seems, it still doesn't work, you..." Let's have something more explosive.

Without saying a word, I saw him leaning down.

My mind is full of numbers, and I can't control it, but my body is not affected at all. As soon as his lips touched mine, I felt the skin tighten, and the blood churned in. The sponge held up.