single sickness

The pillow and quilt were placed in a mess on the bed, and the traces of Sanmao's jumping were still vaguely visible.

Du Chi held the sheet Xiang Mosai gave him in his hand, took a deep breath, and asked in disbelief: "You asked me to come to your room just to make your bed?"

"Otherwise?" Xiang Mo asked sincerely.

Sanmao ruined his bed like that, is it possible that he has to make his own bed?

He took out a change of clothes from the closet, twisted the doorknob to Mo, looked back at Du Chi and said, "I'm going to take a shower, I'll make my bed and go by myself."

"Artist, are you so unkind?" The big dog protested with writing all over his face, "I don't even agree if the World Fishing Competition doesn't give you an award."

Xiang Mo couldn't help feeling amused, he suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, said "quickly shop", and went to the bathroom.

The dense water droplets hit the skin, washing away the heat of the whole day.

Wiping the shower gel on his body with his mind empty, Xiang Mo was in a daze of boredom, thinking that perhaps it would be good to have a large dog.

The difference between raising a cat and raising a dog is obvious. A cat is very trouble-free. It doesn’t need to go out every day, and it will clean itself up very well, but the sense of companionship is far less than that of a dog. Dogs wait eagerly for their owners to come home.

Being used to being single all these years, Xiang Mo never felt that he needed company.Eating alone and watching movies alone is just the right comfort for him.If someone wants to disturb his existing life, he will just make the other person disappear from his life.

Tan Song and Qian Kun were the factors he wanted to eliminate, but the strange thing was that Du Chi was the one who changed his life the most. He no longer even eats alone, but he didn't feel disgusted by it.

After all, humans are social animals.No matter how independent and strong a person is, perhaps deep down in their hearts they will still long for companionship.

Stop.

Xiang Mo suddenly stopped.

Why does he have such an idea?

Immediately, the cordon was raised in my heart, and I rationally took out a small whip, and kept beating the villain named Xiang Mo to keep him vigilant and not fall into the trap.

In the long run, as long as people die, any relationship will come to an end, whether it is family, friendship or love.

So the best way to reduce injury is not to make any new connections.

When Xiang Mo thought of this, he suddenly heard a "thump", and the surroundings fell into darkness.

The hot water flowing from the shower turned cold instantly, and Xiang Mo immediately realized that there was a power outage—the electric water heater couldn't work anymore.

His head was covered with foam, and his shoulders were also stained a lot. Although the sticky feeling was uncomfortable, Xiang Mo turned off the shower.

He never felt that he was a tough guy, and he had to take a bath with cold water when there was no hot water.

If the weather in July and August is fine, summer has just started in early May, and the temperature at night is not very high.The most troublesome thing about single life is getting sick alone, Xiang Mo doesn't want to do that.

Wrapping a bath towel around his waist, he went to the kitchen to boil water and looked out, only to see that the whole block was dark, probably because of a problem with the transformer.

Du Chi's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Is the water boiling?"

"Yeah." Xiang Mo put his hands on the kitchen countertop and replied without looking back, "I haven't washed my hair yet."

"Can't you use cold water?" Du Chi didn't seem to understand Xiang Mo's behavior.

"When you get old, you should take good care of your body." Xiang Mo said lightly.

At the right time, Du Chi happened to walk up to Xiang Mo's side. Taking advantage of the dim light outside the window, he glanced at Xiang Mo's chest, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "We should really cherish it."

Xiang Mo followed Du Chi's gaze to look at himself, and found that the dog gnawing marks on his chest had not disappeared.

You don't need to boil the water to wash your hair. Guessing that the water temperature is right, Xiang Mo turned off the gas stove and took the kettle down.I was planning to go back to the bathroom and continue washing with a basin, but Du Chi asked, "Do you need help?"

Of course it would be nice to have someone to help.

Xiang Mo hesitated for a moment, then said, "Don't play tricks."

Du Chi obviously felt wronged: "What can I do wrong?"

"Anyway, no tricks are allowed."

Facts proved that Xiang Mo’s worries were a little unnecessary. Du Chi poured hot water of moderate temperature while helping him to wash off the residual foam on his head. Gradually relaxed.

"If you don't succeed in starting a business, you can still open a shampoo shop." Xiang Mo said with his head buried.

"Is it just for you?" Du Chi washed Xiang Mo's back neck, "Then why don't you take care of me?"

Fingers kept going up the neck, and the earlobe was suddenly pinched, Xiang Mo felt a thump in his heart, and immediately pushed back the hair on his forehead and straightened up: "What are you doing?"

It is clearly stated that the good is not allowed to play the bad, and this stinky dog ​​is doing bad things again.

"You have foam on your ears." Du Chi's tone was a little funny, "Do you think I'm a male dog in heat? An artist."

Xiang Mo touched his ears, but he didn't expect there to be foam.He turned on the faucet, patted his ears with cold water, and said uncomfortably, "Sorry."

"It's okay." Du Chi put down the kettle in his hand, "Do you have any arrangements for later?"

What arrangements can be made for a power outage?Xiang Mo picked up a clean towel, wiped his hair and said, "No."

"Then do you want to do something exciting with me?" Du Chi asked.

Xiang Mo wiped his hair, thinking that you are not a male dog in heat?

But now that the power is off, there is really nothing to do, so he turned and walked towards his own room: "Okay."

5 minute later.

Xiang Mo stood in the yard, watched Du Chi start the motorcycle, took a deep breath, and asked, "The exciting thing you're talking about is taking me for a ride?"

"Otherwise?" Du Chi asked sincerely, and returned the line to Xiang Mo intact.

Xiang Mo immediately realized that this smelly dog ​​was taking revenge on him.

But if he didn't go, it would seem that he had other expectations, so after living for 28 years, for the first time in his life, Xiang Mo stepped on a heavy motorcycle that was extremely inconsistent with his temperament.

No clubbing, no dancing, no shopping, no dating.

Xiang Mo's life has long been no different from that of an old man. He thought that nothing would make his heart beat faster, but when Du Chi led him speeding down the street, he saw the constantly regressing street scene and heard the whistling Despite the passing wind, he still felt the restless factor stirring in his blood.It's not the restlessness that Du Chi injects into his body, but the original nature in his body that has been suppressed by him for a long time.

The motorcycle finally stopped beside the green road by the river.

At this point in time, there are few people walking on the green road.

The two found a leisure bench and sat down, enjoying the bustling night view on the other side of the river while blowing the cool river breeze.

Xiang Mo doesn't like going out at night, even if he is going to watch a movie, he always chooses to stay near his home.But I have to admit that it is indeed very pleasant to go to the riverside to relax after taking a bath.

Before going out, he brushed his hair carefully, only the ends were still slightly damp, Xiang Mo rubbed his hair casually, and called, "Du Chi."

"Huh?" Du Chi replied lazily.

"I'm very nerdy." Xiang Mo looked at the Neon Bridge not far away. It is a famous Internet celebrity bridge in the city. Every night, there will be a light show, and this is the first time Xiang Mo has seen this bridge. .

"I know." Du Chi didn't look surprised, "You don't like going out."

"But it's okay to go out with you." Xiang Mo looked away from a distance, and looked at Du Chi beside him.He didn't mean anything else by saying that, but the atmosphere is quite relaxed now, and he just thought of this, so he said it without any hesitation.

"Then I'll take you out more in the future?" Du Chi asked with raised eyebrows.

"It's not necessary." Xiang Mo smiled relaxedly, and said in the tone of talking to an acquaintance, "Who are you?"

"Who else am I?" Du Chi also said in a casual nonsense tone, "Your husband."

Temporary husband.

Xiang Mo didn't deny it, and continued to enjoy the lively light show in a good mood.

After an unknown amount of time, the neon lights in the distance ceased to light up, and the onlookers also left one after another.

Xiang Mo vaguely heard Du Chi calling him, and opened his eyes in a daze, only to realize that he fell asleep on Du Chi's shoulder at some point.

"How long are you going to sleep?" Du Chi looked at Mo with his head sideways, with a faint smile on his lips, "Why didn't you know you could sleep like this before?"

Xiang Mo looked at the time, it was only past ten o'clock.

"I'm a good sleeper."

If it wasn't for Du Chi's constant insomnia, he would be able to sleep until he woke up naturally every day.

"Go home?" Du Chi asked.

"it is good."

Flying all the way home again, Xiang Mo lay quietly on Du Chi's back, feeling the night wind howling in his ears.

Speed ​​seems to always arouse a different kind of passion, the drowsiness that was already getting stronger disappeared on the road, and when he returned to his small courtyard, the restless factors in Xiang Mo's blood vessels had not yet settled down.

The old stairs made a familiar "squeak" sound under the dim light, but the frequency was much slower than usual.

Xiang Mo walked ahead, deliberately slowing down, like a cat waiting for an opportunity, wagging its tail from side to side frequently.

When he stepped up to the last step of the aisle on the second floor, the large dog following him finally moved.

Du Chi hugged Xiang Mo from behind, and said in a hoarse voice, "Artist, stop fishing for me."

The tone showed a hint of weakness, as if raising a white flag for peace.

Xiang Mo stood still with a calm face, but only he knew that his fingertips trembled slightly, and his breathing became uncontrollably short.

"I can't take it anymore." Du Chi buried himself in Xiang Mo's neck, like a big wronged dog, and complained to Xiang Mo.

"I didn't catch you." Xiang Mo turned around, raised his chin slightly and hugged Du Chi's neck.

"Are you sure?" Du Chi obviously didn't believe much in what Xiang Mo said, he closed his chin and looked straight into Xiang Mo's eyes, the lips of the two were only a fist apart, and the hot breath flowed between them.

Xiang Mokong held Du Chi's wrist with his right hand, guiding the big hand to cover his hip.

He stood on tiptoe slightly, leaned close to Du Chi's ear, like a mischievous cat, and said angrily: "If you don't believe me, touch it yourself."

His big hands penetrated into Xiang Mo's underwear, grabbed the round buttocks and rubbed them vigorously.Du Chi tightly wrapped his other hand around Xiang Mo's waist, and asked, "Where are you touching?"

Xiang Mo blinked, and said two words lightly: "Inside."

The kneading movement stopped immediately, and in the next second, the middle finger was effortlessly inserted into the closed folds. Du Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with disordered breathing: "Did you expand?"

"Ah."

Made it in the shower.

In fact, Xiang Mo didn't really plan to let Du Chi leave after making the bed, he just went to take a bath to prepare.

After realizing this, Du Chi seemed to have completely lost his mind, as if he wanted to tear Xiang Mo to pieces, he suddenly lifted his buttocks, hugged him into the room, and threw him on the bed.

The clothes on their bodies became unnecessary interference at this time, and the two quickly became naked.Xiang Mo's thing hadn't completely hardened yet, but Du Chi's murder weapon had already become swollen, and the ferocious blood vessels seemed to be on the verge of exploding.

"Xiang Mo." Du Chi whispered Xiang Mo's name, and his lips unconsciously came to his lips.

Although a moment of hesitation flashed in his heart, Xiang Mo still turned his head away unaccustomed.

"Why are you so bad?" Du Chi stopped demanding, and bit Xiang Mo's nipple as if to vent his anger.

Pain mixed with pleasure rushed to Xiang Mo's lower body, and Xiao Mo, who was hanging his head, finally became energetic.

"Du Chi, are you a dog?" Xiang Mo frowned and asked, "Do you want me to have your teeth marks all over me to be satisfied?"

"Otherwise?" Du Chi asked back as a matter of course, and bit another little bean that had not been caressed.

"You're a stinky dog."

As soon as the words fell, two fingers stabbed into Xiang Mo's small hole without warning.The fingertips quickly found the source of pleasure, and under the double stimulation of up and down, Xiaomo's front end began to flow out viscous body fluid.

It's not Xiangmo's style to lie down and enjoy, he bit his lower lip, restrained the moaning around his mouth, and deftly manipulated the growing dick between Du Chi's legs.

Neither are newbies and know how to make each other more comfortable.

Du Chi's body pulled out pleasing muscle lines with his movements, making Xiang Mo's sexuality unprecedentedly high.

People are sensory animals, and no one would dislike beautiful things.

Although Xiang Mo didn't want to admit it, he really liked Du Chi's body.

I like his appearance based on his own aesthetic points, his warm chest when he hugs me, his tight muscles, and his sculpted and perfect genitals.

During the last time they were masturbating, Du Chi said that Xiang Mo was very horny.

In fact, Xiang Mo really wanted to say, you have no idea how much I covet your body.

"Du Chi." Xiang Mo looked at the man on top of him with blurred eyes, and said impatiently, "Put me in."

His heart and lower body were itchy, and Xiang Mo had never been so eager to wait.

He has always felt that his need for sex is not strong, and sex is just a dispensable condiment for him.But now he suddenly discovered that sex can also be his necessity.

Digging out unused condoms from the bedside table, it turned out...

"It's too small, I can't wear it." Du Chi exhaled recklessly, stood up and said, "I'll go up and get it."

Xiang Mo frowned, feeling really uncomfortable about being interrupted.

He rubbed Xiaomo with one hand, and inserted into his backyard with the other, temporarily relieving the emptiness of Du Chi's departure, so when Du Chi came back, he saw Xiang Mo lying on the bed, playing with himself.

"Are you back?" Xiang Mo lazily opened his eyes, and his fingers were still sticking underneath. He was about to pick a few more times before retracting his hand, but at this moment Du Chi returned to the bed panting heavily, and he couldn't help but say He took Xiang Mo's hand away, and inserted his penis in instead.

"what……"

Although it has been fully lubricated, Xiang Mo is still a little uncomfortable with Du Chi's size.

"Are you okay?" Du Chi slowed down the thrusting action, giving Xiang Mo time to adapt.

"Yeah." Xiang Mo adjusted the position of his hips, clamping Du Chi's waist with his legs, "Take your time."

"It can't be slow." Du Chi grabbed Xiang Mo's waist and began to rush fiercely, "Do you know how much I want to fuck you?"

The pleasure came too violently, Xiang Mo was not used to this rhythm, he supported Du Chi's lower abdomen with his hands, and said slightly dissatisfied: "I'm not running, why are you in a hurry?"

"Aren't you running enough?" As if he was afraid that Xiang Mo would run away again, Du Chi turned him over, made him kneel on the bed, then bit the back of his neck, and then pierced him hard from behind.

"Hmm... Du Chi..." Xiang Mo raised his chin uncontrollably, bearing the impact of waves of pleasure.

Every time Du Chi penetrated, he could reach the most comfortable place, and he didn't even dare to touch Xiaomo, because he was afraid that he would not be able to help but want to ejaculate after a few strokes.

But if he doesn't touch it, it doesn't mean that Du Chi can't touch it. The big hand encircled the beautiful genitals, and with the frequency of thrusting and thrusting, Xiang Mo had the urge to ejaculate after a while.

"Wait, Du Chi." Xiang Mo had to push Du Chi's hip, forcing him to slow down, "Let me slow down."

Du Chi didn't push hard anymore, instead he rubbed slowly, and at the same time he asked Xiang Mo with ease, "Do you know that this is the bed I slept in when I was a child?"

"I know." As expected, Xiang Mo still preferred the slow pace, he began to twist his hips, once in a while to match Du Chi's slow motion.

"Then you have sex with another man on my bed."

Xiang Mo was taken aback when he heard this, but he forgot about it.

"Do you prefer him to fuck you or me to fuck you?" Du Chi leaned over and asked Xiang Mo's ear.

His tone was unspeakably nasty, obviously he had mastered the rhythm of the whole sex scene, and started to do bad things in different ways.

"Du Chi." Xiang Mo frowned and scolded.

"Huh?" Du Chi licked Xiang Mo's earlobe, "Can he insert you to orgasm?"

"Shut up!" Xiang Mo pushed Du Chi's chin away, "He is much more obedient than you."

Obviously, this is not a compliment, but Du Chi didn't know what stimulated him, so he started to thrust wildly again.

"Um... ah... slow down!"

Xiang Mo really couldn't take it anymore, he crawled to the head of the bed, turned over, and wanted to kick Du Chi away, but Du Chi grabbed his ankle and dragged him back.

"Where are you going again?"

"Who told you to fuck so hard?"

Du Chi couldn't help feeling amused, and looked at Xiang Mo who was glaring at him angrily: "Why do you ask so much? You're not happy with the aggressiveness."

"If you want to do this again, you won't do it."

Comfort is comfort, but Xiang Mo doesn't like this feeling of being out of control.

"That's fine, you do it yourself." Du Chi compromised and lay down on the bed, pointed to his things with his chin, "It's yours."

That's more or less.

Xiang Mo pressed Du Chi's lower abdomen with both hands, turned over and sat astride the erect penis, slowly twisting his hips.

Pleasure is like a continuous stream, which Xiang Mo likes.He bit his lower lip, his cheeks flushed with lust, enjoying the feeling of being filled by Du Chi's huge body in the backyard.

"Are you leaving me here to do foreign work? An artist." Du Chi said with a smile.

"What foreign workers?" Xiang Mo glared at Du Chi dissatisfiedly, with a bright red smear at the end of his beautiful eyes.

"When will I be able to shoot when you're like this?" Du Chi calmed down for a few minutes, and dishonestly grabbed Xiang Mo's waist, "Just don't move."

"No, you..."

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, and before Xiang Mo was ready, the murder weapon in his body began to thrust violently again.

Due to his posture, Du Chi pushed deeper this time, and the thick weapon seemed to be piercing Xiang Mo's belly.

The knees were already weak, and the fulcrum of the body was only the junction of the two of them. Xiang Mo couldn't bear it anymore, and intermittent groans escaped from the corners of his mouth.

"Don't... Du Chi... I can't stand it..."

"Slow down... bastard..."

"I don't want to do it with you...you get out of here..."

"Du Chi... Du Chi..."

The groans in his mouth turned into Du Chi's name, and his mind went blank, leaving only the accumulation of pleasure.

When he finally rushed to the summit, Xiang Mo felt an inexplicable emptiness. Relying on the most primitive desire, he unconsciously groaned: "Du Chi, kiss me."

The weapon in his body suddenly clashed even more violently, Du Chi turned over with deep eyes, pressed Xiang Mo under him, bit his lip and ejaculated at the same time as him.

Tongue tips are tangled together, eager to break into each other's mouth.

This time, Xiang Mo didn't let Du Chi gain the upper hand. He hugged Du Chi's neck tightly, and licked his lips again and again. Xiang Mo's tongue invaded his city.

Du Chi's stuff was still inserted into Xiang Mo's body, and the folds greedily shrank in, trying to squeeze the stuff out completely.

Xiang Mo couldn't think at all, he just felt very comfortable kissing Du Chi, because the orgasm lasted very, very long.

After a long while, Xiang Mo finally let go of Du Chi, and his lustful eyes gradually regained clarity.

Du Chi touched his red and swollen lips with his thumb, looked at Xiang Mo with raised eyebrows, and said, "It's really hard to kiss you."

"Ah?" Xiang Mo was still immersed in the aftertaste of the climax, and didn't understand the meaning of Du Chi's words.

"I have to shoot you." Du Chi added jokingly.

His thinking finally returned to the normal track, embarrassing emotions crawled up Xiang Mo's back in an instant, and turned into anger in an instant.

"Go down for me." Xiang Mo kicked Du Chi angrily.

"You come again." Du Chi has long been used to Xiang Mo's hot and cold temper, "Didn't I satisfy you just now?"

"You still have the nerve to say it?" Xiang Mo felt annoyed when he thought about it, "Originally, this matter can be done for half an hour, or even more than an hour, but if you look at the time yourself, it will be over in 10 minutes. That's why I said, Follow my rhythm, why are you in such a hurry?"

The result is indeed satisfactory, but the process is not.

Xiang Mo thought that he and Du Chi would get along well in bed, but now it seems that he was wrong.

"What's the end?" Du Chi gradually understood Xiang Mo's meaning, and asked amusedly, "10 minutes for the first round is normal, who told you it's over?"

"The first round?" Xiang Mo asked in a daze.

"Artist, why are you so cute?" Du Chi grabbed Xiang Mo's ankle and dragged him back to his side, "Didn't you think about it for more than an hour? How could I let you down?"

"No, Du Chi," Xiang Mo stared wide-eyed, looking at the refreshed thing between Du Chi's legs, "I've already ejaculated, and I don't want to do it again. And it's late now, you can't disturb my sleep, you ..."

The second half of the sentence was blocked by Du Chi.

Xiang Mo turned his face away with difficulty, and frowned dissatisfiedly: "I told you, you are not allowed to kiss me."

Du Chi didn't push anymore, and squeezed between Xiang Mo's legs: "Should I fuck you again at the head office?"