[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

When Minglou was in a deep sleep, he felt the person in his arms moving all the time, as vigilant as he was, and soon woke up, "What's wrong?" He couldn't see Mingcheng's expression clearly, so he reached out to touch his forehead, worried that he would have a high fever.

Fortunately, Mingcheng didn't have a fever, and Minglou's palm didn't feel the heat, but it was wet with Mingcheng's sweat.Minglou suddenly understood, knowing that Mingcheng had completely worn off the medicine, and the pain was severe.

Pain relief injections are not good for the body, Mingcheng has already received two injections during the day, even though he is in a cold sweat from the pain now, Minglou does not want to give him another injection.He could only hug Mingcheng tightly, and murmured to comfort him, "Just bear it, bear it and it will pass... just bear it again, bear it..."

Mingcheng woke up from the nightmare with a shiver, he took a deep breath and felt the severe pain from his shoulder, "Brother..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak.

Seeing that Mingcheng was awake, Minglou turned on the bedside lamp, helped him sit up, handed over the water glass on the bedside table, and said, "Drink first to moisten your throat."

Mingcheng took the "gudong gudong" gulp and drank half a cup before recovering, leaning against the head of the bed wearily.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Ming Lou frowned and looked at him worriedly.

"It's okay." Mingcheng smiled and shook his head.He is a soldier, he has experienced more pain than this in special training, how could he not survive a gunshot wound, just looking at Minglou's distressed look, he felt even more uncomfortable in his heart, " It's just that I can't sleep now, and my elder brother is not allowed to sleep." He deliberately teased Ming Lou.

Minglou forced a smile and responded to him, "Oh, then I will pay a lot."

"How could elder brother pay, I just let elder brother do whatever he wants." Mingcheng leaned closer to Minglou's ear and blew.

Ming Lou didn't seem to have heard what Qing Mingcheng said, he reacted for a while before saying, "'Do as you please'." He pulled up the quilt and covered Mingcheng more tightly, "Why don't you buy me tomorrow? Let’s get rid of the money for the furniture.”

Mingcheng was amused by Minglou and started giggling. From Minglou's reaction just now, he suddenly remembered that Minglou's tinnitus might not be healed yet, so he moved a little further away from him, and raised his voice, "That's not okay, then I will It would be a big loss."

But it’s not a solution for the two of them to lie side by side and half lean on the bed. Although Minglou kept talking to Mingcheng, there was nothing else to distract Mingcheng’s attention. Instead, it was easier for him to focus on the injury. , which will make him feel more clearly the pain.

"Brother..." After hesitating for a long time, Mingcheng said, "I want to do it."

Minglou knew what Mingcheng was thinking, he sighed, pampered Mingcheng's cheek with his palm, and leaned over to kiss his lips.

Mingcheng stretched out his hand to pull down some of Minglou's pajama pants, and dipped his slightly cool fingers into the underwear.He was a little anxious, perhaps because his injured shoulder stimulated him all the time, he held Minglou's dormant penis, and slowly moved it up and down.

Minglou's lust gradually grew, he didn't dare to let Mingcheng lie down, for fear of accidentally rubbing his wound, he took off his pants, put his arms around his waist and let him sit on him.

Mingcheng's legs wrapped around Minglou's waist, he put his lower body close to Minglou, and at the same time held his right hand and rubbed against Minglou's penis back and forth.

Minglou hugged Mingcheng tightly, unwilling to let go of the lips in his mouth, he used the tip of his tongue to touch Mingcheng's teeth, teasing the soft tongue.He was so close to Mingcheng, so close that when he opened his eyes, he could see Mingcheng's thick and slender eyelashes trembling slightly.

Minglou suddenly let out a low laugh from his throat, he bit Mingcheng's lower lip, and curled the corners of his mouth.

Mingcheng slowly opened his eyes to look at him, with doubts flickering in his eyes.

Minglou didn't answer him, his hands stroked Mingcheng's back, he closed his eyes, and deepened this loving kiss.

Whether it's Minglou's palm or Minglou's lips, Mingcheng has no time to think about it. If he can, he can't wait to collapse into Minglou's arms and give himself full power to Minglou.The two fleshy pillars in his hand began to spit out transparent mucus, Mingcheng speeded up, but the pleasure was stuck at the bottleneck, no matter how Mingcheng stroked, he could not reach the orgasm.

After a small stream of mucus flowed down the column to the back of his hand, Mingcheng let go of his hand, pressed his forehead against Minglou's shoulder, and gasped a few times.

"Are you okay?" Minglou was still very worried about Mingcheng's injury, and he never dared to make any big moves.

"Yeah." Mingcheng shook his head and said, "It's okay, I didn't touch the wound, and besides, you've already stitched me up, so it won't be so easy to hurt me again."

Minglou was relieved a little, seeing that Mingcheng's complexion was indeed much better than before, his face was pale because of the pain before, but now it was rosy because of lust.

Stretching his body, Ming Lou reached out and took out a small bottle from under the pillow and between the bed.Mingcheng laughed out loud when he saw "puchi", and asked him, "Since when did you hide a bottle here?"

Minglou laughed triumphantly, "How can something like 'strategic materials' tell you where you are?"

Mingcheng rolled his eyes at him, stopped asking, and rested lazily on his body, because he was afraid of pressing on the wound, Mingcheng had to sit slightly sideways, which was more convenient for Minglou.

Minglou poured some lubricating fluid to wet his left hand, and touched Mingcheng's acupuncture point.The folds at the entrance of the acupuncture point are tightly shrunk, like guards preventing the entry of fingers, Minglou adopts a "soft policy", gently kneading the flesh of the acupuncture point in circles, and slightly poking into a fingertip.

Speaking of it, they did not do it for some days, and Mingcheng would inevitably feel a little uncomfortable.But the pain in his shoulder and the desire to vent his genitals in front of him distracted his attention, and his brain was already in chaos, leaving behind the uncomfortable feeling of Minglou's intrusion.

Minglou slowly penetrated the entire finger, perhaps because of the injury, the temperature of Mingcheng's acupoint was higher than usual, he tentatively began to insert his finger, the lubrication of the oil made the tight astringent acupoint very fast After getting used to Ming Lou's entry, he added another finger.

The thick feeling of the two fingers made Mingcheng snort softly, and he raised his head to chase Minglou's lips, wanting to get his kiss.

He got his wish.

Minglou sucked Mingcheng's lips hard, sliding his right hand from the side of his waist and rubbing the flesh on his chest with his thumb, the nipple gradually hardened and protruded more obviously.

The different stimuli from different sense organs all over his body made Mingcheng feel on the verge of chaos, and he was about to completely give himself over to the control of desire.

The expansion of the acupuncture point was almost done, Minglou slowly pulled out three fingers, and the oil warmed by the acupuncture cavity flowed out along the seam of Mingcheng's buttocks, drawing a bright line.

Minglou leaned closer to Mingcheng's ear, spraying his burning hot breath, "Is it okay?" He asked.

Mingcheng gave a low "hmm", he looked up at Minglou and laughed.

Mingcheng's smile didn't have the slightest hint of seduction, it was just a very shallow smile, he just slightly bent the corners of his lips, but Minglou just felt that this smile was different from the one he gave to others, this was enough Make his groin swell.

Even Mingcheng himself couldn't explain why he was smiling, just seeing Minglou, he couldn't help but want to give him a smile.

Mingcheng raised his butt with his legs, and he was turning around to facilitate Minglou's entry.Minglou held his already hardened penis, slightly opened the hole with his fingertips, and pushed the glans head in slowly.The fleshy wall wrapped around the penis, sucking it like the tentacles of an octopus. Mingcheng swayed his buttocks like waves, slowly pulling Minglou into his body.

Mingcheng's muscle lines are particularly good-looking due to long-term exercise, and the gluteus maximus is no exception. When he sucked Minglou hard, his buttocks swelled up, like a small hillock, and Minglou couldn't help scratching at it He kneaded and kneaded, leaving light red palm prints, but they disappeared quickly.

Minglou tried to move his hips upwards, but he couldn't grasp the strength well. He heard Mingcheng's suppressed gasp, and hurriedly asked, "Ah Cheng, how is it? Did you hurt the wound?"

Mingcheng shook his head, "It's okay, it's just that you moved too suddenly."

Minglou was too frightened to move anymore, he held Mingcheng's buttocks and said, "Take your time, don't be impulsive."

Mingcheng rolled his eyes at him, and was told as if he was very hungry, but he still moved slowly obediently, he knelt on both sides of Minglou's body, and slowly lifted his buttocks slightly Sit down slowly again, and the pleasure that should have been intense has been pulled softly and long, like a cheesecake in your mouth.

Minglou held Mingcheng's waist tightly with one hand, fearing that he would lose his strength suddenly, so he freed one hand to hold Mingcheng's penis, stroked from the tip to the root, and then gently swept the two small balls and the sensitive perineum, Walking over and over again, the pad of the thumb will linger in the delicate top hole.

Mingcheng uncontrollably leaked more and more liquid, he had to stop his movements to calm down and breathe to relieve some strength.Minglou's fondling made him on the verge of orgasm, he put his hands on Minglou's shoulders to support himself, feeling the joy brought by Minglou's palm.

Minglou lowered his head close to Mingcheng's ear, he suddenly opened his mouth to enclose Mingcheng's earlobe, and rubbed his teeth lightly.Mingcheng's body trembled, and a large stream of sticky liquid gushed out from the mouth of the bell.

Seeing this, Minglou secretly smiled and bent his mouth. He let go of the earlobe in his mouth, and pressed a quick kiss on Mingcheng's cheek. The penis with throbbing veins in the hand sprayed out a lot of white turbidity.

After venting, Mingcheng felt comfortable all over. In comparison, Minglou was not so comfortable. His penis was still stiff, but for Mingcheng's body, he still pulled it out of Mingcheng's body.

Minglou slowly put Mingcheng down and let him lie down, "Go to sleep, I'll get you a towel to wipe it off."

Mingcheng knew that Minglou must be suffering at the moment, he shook his head, stretched out his right hand to grab Minglou's avatar, "I'll help you get it out with my hands."

But Minglou just took his hand and stuffed it under the bed, and laughed mischievously, "That's no good, with such beautiful hands, I'm only willing to let them cook for me."

Mingcheng pretended not to pay attention to him and wanted to turn his back on him, Minglou hurriedly held him down, not daring to let him move, and comforted him, "You, just take a good rest, I'll still be there when the sky falls."

Mingcheng nodded honestly, and closed his eyes with a smile.

Minglou went into the bathroom for a while before coming out with a warm towel, and when he came out, his desire had subsided.Mingcheng was exhausted and fell asleep drowsily. Minglou wiped his body first, and then brought a new quilt to cover the two of them. The previous one was dirty.

Mingcheng was disturbed by his actions and woke up a little bit. He looked at Minglou and said with a smile, "This time, we, Mr. Ming, have really lost a lot."

Minglou lay down under the blanket, with a disapproving look on his face, "How can this be called a loss?" He leaned closer to Mingcheng and flattered him, "As long as you report the money I paid for the furniture I bought tomorrow."

Mingcheng laughed at him for being "stingy", and he was still thinking about the money, so he nodded and said "yes".

Minglou's brows were beaming with joy, his eyes narrowed with laughter, he kissed Mingcheng's forehead, and said, "Then I... thank you, Chief Ming."