Rumors are strictly prohibited

After Wan Chukong finished speaking, just as Qi Ji opened his mouth, the tip of his tongue was blocked by the other party's fingers that suddenly protruded.

After being teased by the man, Qi Ji forgot what he was going to say, but fortunately Wan Chukong quickly withdrew his fingers and put them on the side of his neck, feeling his quickening pulse.

"Aren't you the same?" Qi Ji finally recovered his tongue, "There are also many people who like you..."

"Yeah." Wan Chukong admitted frankly, kissing his cheek, "But I won't do this kind of thing with them."

Qi Ji: "Me neither!"

"Isn't that natural? Who else do you want to do with? Don't think about it."

Wan Chukong kissed his ear again, Qi Ji's earlobe was too soft, Wan Chukong couldn't hold back his mouth, Qi Ji sat up straight, like a cat with its tail up in an instant.

Wan Chukong laughed again, "Qiqi is too sensitive."

Qi Ji simply closed his eyes, not understanding how he ended up with the same name as a cat!

The point is that he doesn't hate Wan Chukong calling him that.

"Then they won't know about you..." Qi Ji organized his words, he couldn't always be Wan Chukong taking advantage of him, so he boldly put his hands on the other's chest, touched the man's firm and powerful abdomen, Feeling the sudden contraction, he felt a little proud, "They didn't know that I would touch you like this."

Wan Chukong wrapped his arms around his neck, whispered next to his ear, "That's a pity."

Qi Ji: "..."

Why is he still being taken advantage of!

Qi Ji tried his best to slow down his breathing, trying not to pant too exaggeratedly, his waist was sore and limp, even to the point of slight pain.He knew it was psychological, Wan Chukong's hand didn't stay there all the time, but kept moving through the clothes.The slight trembling of the body was unavoidable, the kiss not only stayed on the lips, but also got closer to his exposed skin.

The whole room was warm, no one cared what was playing on the TV, Wan Chukong finally stopped to look at Qi Ji, who was being tossed and panted by himself, he even sweated, a thin layer covered his forehead and the back of his neck , as if just skipped a song, eyes are hazy, mouth is half open, tongue and teeth are looming in the breath, looking up at people, eyelashes are wet, and it is different from the stage.He can't face the camera with these affectionate eyes, he can only dare to face Wan Chukong.

Under Qi Ji's clothes is a white and strong waist. You can see the traces of exercise, but they are not obvious. There are fingertips gently stroking his back, and at the same time touching the short and thin fluff like a baby, you need to be very light. It was only when the ground was slippery that he could feel it, and it was a little itchy, which made Qi Ji bend his waist to dodge.

After finally letting go of his back, Wan Chukong stretched out his hand to the front again.Of course, being an idol can’t just have a good-looking face, and body management is also very important. There will be some scenes in the album that need to be half-topped.Qi Ji's body lines are smooth, thin where it should be, and not shriveled where it should be fleshy. The warm palm conveys heat on the crumpled fabric, sticking to his ribs, and then strokes upwards inadvertently. Chest, Qi Ji snorted for a moment, then closed his mouth and refused to make another sound.

"Aren't you going to stop me?" Wan Chukong asked him, "Otherwise you'll do something even more egregious."

Qi Ji was at a loss for a moment, as if he couldn't figure out the situation, "Can I not do it?"

Wan Chukong: "..."

After the touching and kissing stopped, Wan Chukong distanced himself and looked at him for a long time, Qi Ji was still trying to calm down the heat in his body, the room was too hot, and his whole body was scalding hot.

"Do you think you will definitely do that kind of thing when you come to my house?" Wan Chukong looked at him thoughtfully, "No wonder you refused to come here before."

Having said so much, Qi Ji is an idiot if he doesn't understand, he quickly shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about anything!"

"Then look into my eyes and talk." Wan Chukong pinched his chin and lifted his head up.

Qi Ji dodged his eyes and said, "Really, really..."

fake!fake!

He just thought he would do that kind of thing!

With a smile in his eyes, Wan Chukong easily saw him through, "Why is Qiqi more anxious than me?"

Qi Ji categorically denied it: "No, no."

Wan Chukong: "Do you know what to do, are you ready?"

Qi Ji: "I don't know, I don't know!"

Wan Chukong snorted softly and rubbed his earlobe: "I won't do it before you're ready, I'll wait until you agree."

Qi Ji was still immersed in embarrassment and couldn't extricate himself, he didn't listen carefully to Wan Chukong's speech, "Agree with... agree to what?"

He was finally willing to meet Wan Chukong's eyes. Facing the man's handsome face, he suddenly felt ashamed that the other party was serious because he was impure, so he silently covered his eyes.

"What do you mean by waiting for my consent?"

"Isn't it always like this before? You allow me to hold hands before I hold hands, and you allow me to kiss you before I kiss you." Wan Chukong pulled his hand away and blew into his eyes, which was still cold at first, It becomes hot when you get close, "I should do that kind of thing if you say you want to do it, and I will do it."

"What if I don't say it all the time?" Qi Ji felt his eyelids being touched by something warm and soft. Wan Chukong was unreasonable and kissed his eyes without his consent.

"Then I have to endure it." Wan Chukong said with mixed truths.

Qi Ji still couldn't believe it, he quietly opened his eyes and glanced down at Wan Chukong, clearly seeing his emotion.

"I did this because you touched me just now." Wan Chukong explained to him, pinching his fingers, "It's all Qiqi's fault."

"Why do you blame me for everything? Then I too..." Qi Ji stopped talking as soon as he started.

Wan Chukong looked at him: "What about you?"

Qi Ji refused to continue.

Wan Chukong: "Did I kiss you hard?"

Qi Ji knew that the man had always been straightforward, and thought that if he retreated at this time, it would be Wan Chukong's victory again.

In order not to let the other party succeed, he said boldly: "Yes, so what?" He observed people timidly with his eyes.

Wan Chukong said: "Then I should be responsible."

Qi Ji froze, seeing Wan Chukong's hand stretched out, he couldn't dodge and fell into the net again.

Qi Ji asked pitifully with red eyes: "Don't you want me to agree?"

Wan Chukong tilted his head, with a look of "I don't understand what you said", "I didn't really do anything, isn't it you who is comfortable?"

Qi Ji: "..."

Now not only his eyes were red, but his face was also red. Listening to Wan Chu's air conditioner teasing him, "The kitten is in spring."

"I didn't...don't mess with me." Qi Ji bit his lip, and hummed nicely, feeling like he was a small boat on the lake, gently swaying with the lake water, the ripples swayed round and round, and soon disappeared. leave traces.

After the end, Wan Chukong took out a few paper towels to wipe his hands, and wiped them for him too.

At this time, Qiqi came to the fore, she ran to the balcony to eat, and ran back when she was full, but she couldn't understand why the two humans who were sitting comfortably suddenly came together, and one of them was leaning on the other arms.

"Meow~" Qi Qi called out, and rubbed her head against Qi Ji's hanging hand. The aftertaste of playing in the water hadn't passed yet, and Qi Ji touched the cat's head slightly from one side, and said lazily. Can't help but confuse people.

Wan Chukong held him in his arms and easily reached Qi Ji, not sure if it was intentional or accidental.

"Then what are you going to do?" Qi Ji looked up at Wan Chukong with some conscience.

Now that he has asked this question, Wan Chukong is not polite, put his chin on Qi Ji's shoulder, and whispered, "I want you to help me."

Also being a man, Qi Ji naturally knew that it was uncomfortable to hold back, so he simply closed his eyes, nodded solemnly, and reminded him intimately: "I have never helped others do this kind of thing, maybe it can't be done well..."

Wan Chukong kissed his sweaty temples, and raised the corners of his mouth, "It's okay, I can teach you."

Qi Ji's hand is a circle smaller than Wan Chukong's, but his fingers are slender. He has held Wan Chukong's wrist before. The knuckles are protruding and the back of his hand is white, and the blue blood vessels under the skin can be seen. It is the same reason now, but Grips are slightly different.

Wan Chukong taught him with his hands, but he only half understood, so he had no choice but to use him to demonstrate. The kitten is too stupid to teach him everything, but he doesn't study hard after teaching, so he just meows in his arms .

As a punishment, Wan Chukong deliberately procrastinated at the last moment, and the kitten was so anxious that his nose was sore that he shed tears. In order to get revenge, he wiped all the tears on his clothes, and kissed him moaning and chirping.Wan Chukong didn't know how Qi Ji scolded him in his heart, but it didn't matter, he just brought the person to him, and cut the silver thread with his lips.

Qi Ji's eyelashes were wet, and tears fell down the corners of his eyes to his chin in the blink of an eye, hanging on, "You don't count what you say, you have to agree with me..."

"I really didn't go in." Wan Chukong said tactfully, "Fingers can't count."

Qi Ji felt even more aggrieved, and slid into Wan Chukong's arms, "Qiqi is watching."

Wan Chukong blocked him, "Don't let it see."

Qi Ji leaned on his shoulder, crying: "How can I get out..."

"Kiss me more." Wan Chukong said, leaning his face closer, Qi Ji kissed many times in a row, making chirping noises, completely forgetting to be shy, and just wanted to be refreshed at this moment.

"Qiqi is so good."

The kitten swung its tail happily, and rubbed its wet eyelashes against Wanchu's empty neck, blinking his eyes near the man's collarbone, "I want to be called something else." He wanted to be called something different from Maomao again.

Wan Chukong responded to his request and called out "Baby".

Qi Ji leaned against the person and said something softly.

Wan Chukong lowered his head, "Huh?"

Qi Ji: "..."

"I really didn't hear clearly, baby, say it again." Wan Chukong coaxed him.

Qi Ji's fingers pinching his shoulders were slightly white, and his wet mouth rubbed against Wan Chukong's ears, his voice was as soft as a breath.

"I said I agreed, you come in."

The cat watched the overlapping shadows on the wall, and the light seemed to be shaking like a candle, and occasionally violently.It moved its ears to the opposite side, and heard a hoarse whimper, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, it was the cry of a cat at night when it was in spring.After a long time, its eyes reflected the man's well-structured but not overly exaggerated upper body, and the cat's scratch marks on his solid back.

For most cats, the night is the beginning of the day.