Long Island High School

Everything after that was like a burning dream.Song Jing's whole body boiled from blushing to the roots of his ears.The most vulnerable place was pinched by He Wenzhou, and the blanket was suffocating. He held him in his arms, kneaded, caressed, and teased him. He had never felt the heat, the pain, the pain he had never felt before. The numbness and trembling that passed, rolled over his waist like electricity, rolled over his nerve endings, and with a click, some kind of switch was turned on, which was enlightening.He didn't dare to breathe out, his face was flushed and buried in his arms, his hands tightly clutching his clothes.And that hand still refused to let him go, he knew his weakness, his shame, all his itches and sushuang.He knew the desire in his heart, but there was only a hard shell of stubbornness, awkward and pretentious, but he really wanted it.He just forced him, encouraged him, pushed everything to the hot top——

Suddenly, the body in his arms tensed up like a white bow, trembling violently on him.Song Jing snorted, and limp in his arms as if melted.

Thunder and lightning, stormy seas, the temperature in the blanket was scalding hot.He Wenzhou's hands were wet, and he stared at Song Jing tightly under the blanket. Song Jing was in a trance, and his soul was about to fly out. For a while, there was no sound in the room, except for the two gasping for breath.

Song Jing was so soft that he had no bones, and the turbulent waves in his body could not be stopped for a long time.He moved his nose, half opened his lips, and stared at He Wenzhou bewilderedly.

This is his first time.

It was also He Wenzhou's first time in a sense.

He Wenzhou looked at him, his body was so painful that it was about to split open, then he lowered his head and kissed him fiercely.

The first time was too fast, the second time he wanted to enjoy it.He took Song Jing's hand and touched him. That morning, Song Jingrou's boneless hand gave him the most extreme enjoyment. He didn't need external stimulation at all. With just that hand, he reached an unprecedented height. The pinnacle of beauty.The two of them did all kinds of stupid things in the bedroom with the door closed.

Covered in the blanket, the two kissed loudly, wanting to kiss, and thinking about it again after wanting to, making the whole blanket under the blanket hot and sweaty.He Wenzhou was insatiably greedy, half coercing and half coaxing him, and kept asking for him.In the end, Song Jing couldn't bear it anymore, and was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

When he got out of the blanket, his whole body seemed to be pulled out of the water, his face was glistening, and his body fluid flowed out from being kissed.

Song Jing hurriedly jumped and hid in the bathroom.

He Wenzhou looked down at the marks on the bed, licked his lips and smiled, he didn't expect men and men to be so beautiful, as if they had magical powers.

Song Jing hid in the bathroom for a long time, his cheeks were very hot, and his heart was flustered. The frightening thing was that someone broke into his heart just like that.His heart was beating wildly and anxiously like a rabbit.I can't recall the scene just now, how could he be so... At the last moment, he was also tightly clutching his pants.But, the bad thing is, how can he change his underwear?

He blushed, he had never encountered such a thing before.

He stayed in the bathroom awkwardly. After a while, He Wenzhou's voice sounded outside: "Baby, do you want to take a bath? Shall I help you?"

"No, no need..."

"Then I'll put the change of clothes at the door. Auntie is here. I'll go and have a look first."

"okay."

He lowered his head in shame.

Waiting until the pants inside were dry, he hurriedly wiped himself clean with a wet paper towel, smelled the smell on his body, and scrubbed it with water several times unwillingly. Finally, he was sure that there was no smell, so he opened the door silently and closed the door. Steal the clothes hanging on them.

It was a white T-shirt, school uniform pants, and He Wenzhou's underwear.

Song Jing really didn't want to wear it, but if he didn't wear it, he couldn't go out.

He didn't know how long he struggled before he changed his clothes and came out.

He Wenzhou also changed his clothes and waited outside.He was wearing a black vest, shorts, and his hair was wet. He must have taken a shower.The weather was hot, so he just sat on the carpet and took out the soup made by his aunt from the thermos.

Aunt Lin was busy in the kitchen, so he first served a bowl of pork rib soup and asked Song Jing to sit down.

"Come on, come and have a taste, this soup is super delicious!"

Song Jing silently sat down three feet away from him.

He Wenzhou grabbed the cushion under his buttocks and pulled him to his side. Song Jing was about to push away immediately, but he held his hand and kissed him.

Song Jing was afraid that the aunt in the kitchen would see her, and she was terrified and dared not move.

But Aunt Lin cooked a delicious meal in a short time. She was well-trained, she didn't talk too much and didn't listen in. After the meal was done and the kitchen was cleaned up, she first reported it and came out to smile. He said a few words to He Wenzhou and left.

After she left, He Wenzhou was more relaxed.

He Wenzhou hugged Song Jing directly in his arms, took a spoon and fed him personally: "Is it good?"

Song Jing was not used to being hugged by him, but his body became weak when he touched He Wenzhou. Thinking back to the shocking scene just now, he couldn't taste anything in his mouth at all.

While thinking hard, He Wenzhou approached him and said in a low voice, "Baby, are my underwear tight?"

Song Jingteng's face flushed red, and he couldn't speak a word.He knew that He Wenzhou noticed that he was wearing very conservative boxer briefs, and what he gave him was the kind of tight buttock underwear that adults wear.He was so ashamed that he couldn't speak, and he became angry: "Do you still want to eat?!"

"Eat, of course eat!"

He Wenzhou happily fed him one bite at a time. If he wasn't kidding, Song Jing would be embarrassed all the time, and he didn't know how to let go of his hands and feet.

"Baby, don't be shy. I like you, so I kiss you and hug you like that, and you like me, and you want to kiss me and hug me. We are aboveboard and should be taken for granted. Don't be embarrassed, okay?"

Song Jing lowered his head: "Yes."

He wanted to do the most wonderful thing with him, not let Song Jing think that they did bad and shameful things.

He Wenzhou put his arms around his waist, and kissed him while feeding him.Song Jing's heart was sweet and sour, and he felt closer to He Wenzhou, and that kind of intimacy was an unobstructed intimacy between the two.He also fed He Wenzhou a few mouthfuls. A few sticks of udon noodles with sauce were shared by them, getting shorter and shorter, and finally melted into their kiss.He Wenzhou reached into his clothes, touched Song Jing's cool skin, and kissed him harder and harder.

When the gun went off, Song Jing endured and withdrew and pushed him.

"I can't kiss anymore..."

"Song Jing, I..."

He Wenzhou buried his head in his neck, he couldn't tell what he felt, it was very inexplicable, he didn't have it when he was kissing, he wasn't when he was doing that thing, now, eating with his arms in such a quiet way, that feeling is like a surging river The love is overflowing.

He knows how to love, knows how to love, and it is the first time that he is so cute and painful.

He wanted to say that he loved him, but for the first time, he couldn't say it.

Love is too cheap, he didn't say anything.