black velvet

The job of a bodyguard can be boring or complicated.

The particularity of the job requires Yu Xiangrong to keep calm at all times. He needs to use well-trained action planning to deal with daily affairs, and when encountering emergencies, he must also use a calm mind to deal with various problems.

Over time, his behavior became more and more serious and serious, and his daily performance gradually tended to be reticent and monotonous.

Yu Xiangrong thought that this professional habit had already been integrated into his life, but today, tonight, when he faced Chu Yao, he realized that this was not the case.

He still scrambles for a word.

I will still be emotionally affected by a person's frown and smile, up and down.

Even when he watched this threatening and weak body approaching him, he didn't have any room to parry.

He's more like the subdued one.

Bow your head and tie your neck, willing to surrender.

"Um...ah!"

The soldiers surrendered their greatest sincerity.

Yu Xiangrong bowed down, and kissed the pretty grass standing under the hem of her skirt.

In the dimly lit room, a sweet and melodious voice burst out suddenly.

This seems to be the first sign of the recovery of all things in this spring night. After it, spring water, spring forests, and everything dormant in the dark have a reason to be restless. Drill out.

The first grass stalks to emerge were wrapped by the ubiquitous wind.

The grass stems were originally buried secretly in the soil, and no one could see them.It is timid and proud, petite and tough.It has always been afraid of all heat and ice and snow, and even the wind is rarely seen.

It was quiet and silent, curled up in the dark.

But tonight, the darkness was gradually blown away by the wind, revealing a glimmer of light.

Moonlight pierced through the clouds, ants scurried through their holes, rivers resumed their flow, and cornflowers and irises quietly bloomed in the drizzle.

So it also trembled out of the soil.

But I found that the wilderness where I used to be was blown by the spring breeze from nowhere.

Dew has just formed on the tip of the grass.

The bushes are also quietly bathed in the moonlight.

A pair of pure white orchids grew out of the valley leaning against the cliff and began to sway.

Yu Xiangrong's hand supported the wobbling leg by his side.

The slender legs wrapped in white net stockings are half hanging in the air at the moment, like another language that controls the body, when moaning and shouting are not enough to express the owner's surging emotions, it vents itself in a more intuitive way desire and liking.

When Yu Xiangrong put the grass stalk around his lips into his mouth, the back of his feet suddenly straightened.

The white toes kept stirring and struggling at the toe of the sock, but finally curled back into the sock tube because they couldn't break free from the densely woven fabric.

Fortunately, it found other ways to relieve it.

For example, leaning against a man's shoulder, rubbing and rubbing between his broad and well-defined shoulders and collarbone.As Yu Xiangrong licked the stem and sucked the dew from the tip of the grass, his five toes kept scratching his strong body impatiently.

It's just that this kind of scratching is too light, and it still falls short from time to time.On the contrary, the man who was used as a grab board couldn't bear it first, and clenched the ankle in front of him.

"...step here."

He put the boy's wobbly feet on his chest.

The thing in his mouth has been sucked so hard that he can't leave him. Just as Yu Xiangrong let go and said a word, his slender waist and crotch moaned and looked for him again.

Yu Xiangrong had no choice but to take Xiao Chuyao into his mouth again, and as he sucked and licked more vigorously, the feet that stepped on his chest began to rub against his chest muscles at the same frequency.

The hollowed-out lace soles naturally create friction.

The soles of the feet, the arches of the feet, and the heels step on, slide, and twist on the strong and flexible muscles inch by inch.At this moment, the only small rock on the thick mountain peak became a point of strength that could not be ignored, an existence that quenched thirst and quenched itching.

The moonlight is almost gone.

White and copper collide.

In the darkness where flesh meets flesh, the wind blows through treetops and plains.

After the waves were constantly washing and undulating, they suddenly surged up to the top of the mountain.

The tide drowned out the wind.

The sound of sweet and soft breathing spread across the bed like ripples.

Yu Xiangrong held his mouth in his mouth and didn't know what to do for a moment, after all, it was his first time doing such a thing.

It was Chu Yao who was behind Yu Yun and smiled first.

He propped himself up lazily, took out two tissues from the moon beside the bed, and handed them to Yu Xiangrong's mouth, "Here, I'm about to vomit."

Yu Xiangrong did as he did, only to remember that the boy just ate him without any malice.

He felt a little regretful, and quickly looked at the person in front of him.

"What's the matter?"

Chu Yao felt that the man's expression tonight was extremely vivid, and he could actually see a lot of things from it.

"It's not delicious." As he said, he pursed his lips and kissed Yu Xiangrong's lips, "Don't force it."

Chu Yao was coaxed from head to toe by the man's behavior just now, and now his brows are relaxed, showing his softness and sweetness.

"But you..."

Yu Xiangrong wanted to say something, but this time Chu Yao stopped him, "Shhh—"

The slender index finger gently scratched his chin, and said softly, "I like it."

The soft tongue got into Yu Xiangrong's mouth, twiddling around his tongue, "I like... um..."

"I like to eat...Brother Arong's..."

The naughty little fish jumped out of the water.

Splashing water on the restless volcano is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

The fish wantonly stirring the spring water didn't know what the real lava pouring looked like at this moment, so they bit the man's lower lip and gnawed it carefully.

"Can't you?"

Yu Xiangrong's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was dry and hoarse.

"Row."

There are flower vines wrapped around his body.

Yu Xiangrong's big palm rubbed down along the vine until it stuck to the soft, round flesh.

"Anywhere."

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spring is coming.

But don't be too restless.