Be nice, don't bite you

Bo Xian grabbed him and spanked him: "You still fight in the field, where did you learn it? You're so courageous, you don't even have a word for it."

Shi Xinglan has become more and more open-minded lately, and he dares to say anything. He seriously suspects that one day when they ride together in the car, this person will suddenly give a car shock.

He's not rigid, he can't even listen to such words, it's just that the two of them haven't done anything until now, he gets angry when he hears such words, and his heart is sour.

If Ganming hits home base, he would be eager to hear Shi Xinglan's various "invitations" every day.

The blanket was thrown to the ground, Shi Xinglan covered his buttocks, and rolled on it: "Stop making trouble, stop making trouble, can you have a little sense of respecting the elderly, you were so good when you were called senior."

Still in a daze, asking a question and answering a sentence, the answer did not make sense.

After pulling up the tent, the wind won't blow in, and it won't be cold without a blanket, so Bo Xian lay down with him: "What did it matter before, what's the matter now, or do you prefer me like that?"

Shi Xinglan turned over and rested her chin on her arm: "I like everything about you. Of course, I like you to be gentle. It would be even better if you could be shy once in a while."

shy?

What a joke, the e-sports old dog will know how to write these two characters?

"Shy, don't count on it in your life." Bo Xian's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled inexplicably, "It's okay to be gentle, the time and place are suitable, I'll show you gentleness."

Shi Xinglan was confused: "?"

Isn't tenderness an adjective, can this be demonstrated live?

Bo Xian naturally picked up his calf and pressed it up along the ankle: "Don't worry, it will definitely make you comfortable."

Shi Xinglan: "..."

This kind of words paired with this kind of movement, so fucking like the foreplay of some kind of harmonious movement.

When Xinglan's muscles were weak, Bo Xian easily put his leg on his shoulder and rubbed his calf: "Try to relax, don't get stiff."

The body fat content of boys is low, and because of dancing practice, Shi Xinglan's calf is full of muscles, not soft when pinched, but rather tough.

Bo Xian exerted a little force, pinching him to scream, kicking his legs reflexively: "Sour..."

Shi Xinglan's ears turned red, and he subconsciously yelled out just now, the tone of that voice was changed, it was soft and soft, and he was embarrassed to hear it.

Bo Xian didn't seem to notice his shyness, and asked solemnly: "Only sour? Are you uncomfortable?"

Shi Xinglan felt it for a while, and when the word "comfortable" came to his lips, he suddenly stopped, widened his eyes, and stared at the person in front of him quite vigilantly.

Bo Xian's eyes darkened, and his tone was steady: "Give me a massage to relax you, what are you thinking about?"

"Massage?" Shi Xinglan looked at him suspiciously.

Bo Xian didn't evade at all, and met his gaze: "Before you injured your leg, I learned the massage techniques from Lao Xie and I gave you medicine and massaged your leg, so you forgot?"

Shi Xinglan had a ghost in his heart, thinking that he was really thinking about it, so he rubbed his ankle on his shoulder, trying to change the subject: "It's very comfortable, move again."

Bo Xian's Adam's apple rolled.

Originally, he really planned to just massage, but later he had other thoughts, but he was still hesitating, now...

Very comfortable, move again.

He is not a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, and he can still keep calm when he hears this, not to mention now that he has remembered what happened three years ago, there is no need to endure it.

In the wilderness and mountains, with the sky and the ground, even if you can't fight to the end, it's not too much to have a pre-war exercise, right?

Bo Xian spent a few seconds doing mental training, and at the same time thought about where to go in the exercise, always helping each other, it's time to upgrade.

Shi Xinglan was wearing loose trousers, and he could easily push the trouser legs to his knees. Bo Xian scratched his knee sockets: "The tendons are so soft."

"Hahahahaha, don't scratch, itchy..."

With his knees pinned down, Shi Xinglan bounced straight up, like a fish being pressed on a cutting board, flopping non-stop.

Bo Xian had no choice but to let go of his hands and rubbed the center of his brows: "So sensitive?"

Wouldn't this be the same as what was written in the same humanities, when the time comes when he touches it a little, Shi Xinglan will get excited.

It's annoying, many poses are too stimulating, and it may be difficult to practice.

Bo Xian didn't realize at all that there was a huge gap in progress between his thinking and experience. He didn't even make the last step, so he happily planned to unlock various plays.

"...That's not sensitive!" Shi Xinglan hugged her legs and corrected word by word, "This is simply ticklish, come on, follow me and say: afraid, itchy!"

Bo Xian: "..."

Although couples should understand and tolerate each other, he only has one thing to say at this moment: You idiot.

When the naive critic Xinglan made a fuss all night, after the excitement passed, he became sleepy. He yawned, and opened his arms to Bo Xian: "Brother Bo, give me a hug."

Bo Xian discovered that Shi Xinglan didn't care about his age, and every time he called "Brother", he felt happy.

There is also this Jiao, who is becoming more and more proficient in acting.

Bo Xian supported his back and hugged him into his arms: "I hugged him, do I still have to hold him high?"

These words somehow made Shi Xinglan laugh, he wrapped his legs around Bo Xian's waist and hooked them together: "Kiss, hold it high, and then go to sleep."

Bo Xian didn't say anything else, pinched his chin and kissed him, with a loud mouthful.

Shi Xinglan couldn't help laughing: "Why are you getting more and more childish? It's fine to kiss, hug and hold high, and sleep."

"Maybe falling in love makes people's IQ drop. Hold on tight, don't fall off. I'll spread out the blanket." Bo Xian half knelt up, stretched out the blanket, and patted Shi Xinglan after it was arranged, "You can let go .”

The blanket that was laid was soft, and Shi Xinglan was placed on it: "Isn't this covered?"

Bo Xian flicked his ankle: "Wait for the cover, I will give you a cushion first, so as not to hurt."

Why do you get sick?

Before Shi Xinglan could figure out why, he was dragged to Bo Xian's side, and that leg was put back to its old position.

Shi Xinglan: "!"

Bo Xian put his finger on his lips and blinked his eyes: "Don't shout, I'll show you gentleness."

There was a blanket under it, not too hard, Shi Xinglan lay on his back, wanted to speak again and again, but Bo Xian covered his mouth, and finally broke the jar and shut his mouth.

Bo Xian deliberately sighed: "The world is finally quiet."

Shi Xinglan became angry like a pufferfish: "..."

Casual pants come with an elastic waistband, which is easy to wear and easy to roll up.

Pants piled up on one ankle, Bo Xian tried to be good-looking: "Angry? Refuse to be cold and violent, senior just talk to me!"

"..." Shi Xinglan half propped up his body, and poked Bo Xian's chest twice, "Don't you want the world to be quiet?"

I just said that I would like him very much, but not long after that, I felt that he was annoying.

It was originally a joke, but as soon as those words came out, Shi Xinglan became more and more wronged: "Liar!"

Bo Xian panicked: "Don't cry, don't cry, if you call me a pervert, I promise to confess, the liar will wrong me."

Shi Xinglan was amused, the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were red from suffocation, he looked a little funny: "You also said that I want to do something messy, obviously you want to do something messy!"

Bo Xian hurriedly nodded, and frankly admitted: "I want to do messy things, brother Shi, is it okay?"

Coaxing and cheating will inevitably be unpleasant, so it's better to explain it openly, so that you can also experience the fun of it.

As he spoke, he bent down and kissed Shi Xinglan's pouting lips.

The young people fought like a fire, and kissed whenever they had time, and their lips were swollen and red, as if they had eaten a big bowl of chili peppers.

As soon as they bumped into each other, Shi Xinglan yelled, "Legs, legs!"

Bo Xian was stunned for a moment, then stepped back immediately, took his leg off, and patted him lightly.

Just now when he bent down, he forgot that Shi Xinglan's legs were still on his shoulders, and pressed directly to the top of his head, almost folding Shi Xinglan's whole body in half.

The pulling sensation on her legs disappeared, and Shi Xinglan felt lingering fear in her heart, and sighed: "You almost made me cramp."

"..." The body's reaction was quick, and Bo Xian was stunned for a while, unable to believe that his self-control was so weak that he could break it with just one sentence.

Shi Xinglan tugged at his clothes, trying to cover his legs.

Bo Xian stared at the movements of his hands, a little aggrieved: "Let's discuss, senior, can you stop saying the word 'engage', you can easily make me 'excited'."

Shi Xinglan was stunned for a moment before realizing the meaning of "excited", his face flushed red: "You, I..."

Bo Xian sighed lightly: "Don't be nervous, I won't force you."

"That's not what I meant. You're always self-righteous. Can you listen to me?!" Shi Xinglan scratched her hair, a little irritable.

Bo Xian seemed to be aware of it, his eyes lit up: "What do you mean?"

Let him say that he was embarrassed again, Shi Xinglan struggled for a long time before making up his mind, put his leg on Bo Xian's shoulder, and whispered: "Cough, do you understand?"

"I understand, I can't understand anymore."

Bo Xian turned his head and bit his leg.

Shi Xinglan raised his hand to cover his eyes, humming and chirping: "I have no objection to what I wanted to tell you just now, but you won't let me say it."

Bo Xian quickly admitted his mistake: "My mistake, I will never do it again. No matter when in the future, I will definitely let the seniors speak freely."

Shi Xinglan didn't think that there was a pitfall in this sentence. He didn't realize it until a few minutes later, when Bo Xian used this as an excuse to delay time maliciously.

"How do you feel, is it gentle enough?"

"It seems that you like it very much."

"Why are you shaking? Are you scared or excited?"

"Why are you crying, your leg hurts? Is the senior lazy and haven't stretched your leg properly recently?"

The voice is indistinct, with a big tongue, as if talking with something in its mouth.

Shi Xinglan couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked him on the shoulder: "Can you shut up?"

It doesn't take much force, it's like scratching an itch.

Bo Xian raised his head and rubbed his chin: "I can't shut up, I want to communicate with you at any time, lest the gentleness is not in place."

Shi Xinglan: "..."

Please, take this damned tenderness!

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