The ointment stopped the action.He dimmed the lights in the room and quietly went to put the hair dryer and medicine.

It was a very quiet night. In the warm and dark room, a boy murmured and turned over, while another boy licked his lips eagerly.

What Yan Beiqing wanted was to get up for lunch the next day, but Zhao Ling woke him up at [-] o'clock.Yan Beiqing's face was stinky when he got up, but Zhao Lingyi said that the hotel's buffet seemed pretty good, so he reluctantly got up.

When he got up, Yan Beiqing kept smashing his mouth and licking his lips with the tip of his tongue. It was strange why his mouth had a bitter taste and his lips seemed to be swollen. Could it be that he was allergic to something?

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