can't you afford to lose

I don't know if it's because of the steam in the bathroom, or because all the senses are magnified because of the tension, at this moment, the tip of An Yixin's nose is full of the fragrance of Wen Siyi's body.

Soft and elegant, but faintly teasing and intoxicating.

Wen Siyi was still wearing satin pajamas, different from his usual slightly cold body temperature, at this moment his skin was glowing with warmth, following the blood flow straight to his heart.

An Yixin turned her face sideways and looked at him.

Wen Siyi's facial features are still warm and moist, but his eyes are deep, with a faint look that An Yixin can't describe.

Like...a long-awaited hunter.

Before An Yixin seriously thought about the meaning of these three words, Wen Siyi kissed her lips again.

The lips and the tip of the tongue were bitten by Wen Shiyi, An Yixin slightly raised her head to accept his kiss, and heard him ask softly: "An Yixin, can you let me in?"

An Yixin's body trembled, and his brain, which was dizzy from being kissed, suddenly woke up.

No... The script shouldn't be like this... Could it be that he went to Wen Siyi?

An Yixin struggled to turn over, but in vain, Wen Shiyi's hands became more serious than he imagined, and he was firmly locked between his body and the wall tiles.

Wen Siyi started to suck his ear pinna again, while kissing, he said vaguely: "Ambush, can I? I'm very light, let me in, okay?"

His tone was always gentle, as if he was slowly seducing.

Wen Xiyi's gentle voice rang softly in his ears again: "Can I have a boyfriend?"

An Yixin pressed her fingertips against the porcelain surface with a little force, her whole body was dizzy, she bit her lip, and nodded slowly after a while.

He heard a slight tear, and knew that the thing Aze gave him was torn apart by Wen Siyi.

An Yixin was a little nervous, but more at a loss, obviously he was going to fuck Wen Siyi, why did it turn out that he was being fucked by Wen Siyi.

An Yixin still wanted to make a final resistance, but just as he spoke, the tone of the ending suddenly changed.

"Wen seems to me... ah—"

……

……

"Don't cry Xinxin."

Wen Siyi kissed the end of his eyes, and wiped away the tears welling up from the corners of his eyes with his left hand.

A man with a brain on his sperm.

An Yixin thought intermittently, he must return the original words to Wen Siyi tomorrow.

……

……

"Xin Xin."

In a trance, An Yixin heard Wen Siyi's voice.

His absent-minded eyes slowly gathered focus, turned his face sideways, and his voice was trembling: "Wen Siyi..."

Wen Siyi kissed his lips: "Xinxin, I love you."

An Yixin was startled.

After a long time, the heat in the bathroom had almost dissipated, and the coldness from the wall tiles made An Yixin gradually wake up.

Wen Siyi finally didn't imprison him anymore, but he also lost a little strength. With the help of Wen Siyi, he slowly turned around and hugged Wen Siyi's neck with all his strength.

An Yixin's voice was weak, but serious: "Wen Siyi, I love you too."

Wen Si also rolled his eyes, held An Yixin up amidst An Yixin's air-breathing voice, and kissed his lips again.

"Do you remember that fanart?"

Wen also asked him.

An Yixin's mind was still in a daze, her eyes were dazed and absent-minded, and after thinking for a long time, she realized that what Wen Siyi was talking about was not the one she saw just now, but the picture that she slipped and dropped in the hotel before pw. The one seen by Wen Siyi on the ground.

He opened his mouth: "Remember..."

Wen Ruyi also put a thick bath towel beside the sink, and put An Yixin on it.

And... again... again...

too frightening.

The man with the brain on the sperm is too scary.

……

……

During the half-dream and half-awakening, An Yixin heard Wen Syiyi calling him "Xinxin" all the time, so he raised his arm with great effort, hugged Wen Syiyi's neck to kiss his lips, his brain was not normal, so he said vaguely: "Call me brother."

Wen Si also carried him back to the bed.

An Yixin couldn't resist the exhaustion and sleepiness anymore, touched his head to the pillow, said "good night" in a daze, and fell asleep.

Wen Siyi looked at the boy in his arms, with tenderness and love in his eyes, and kissed him on the lips.

"Good night brother."

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