将 错 就 错

What happened next seemed to be logical, after kissing and hugging, Mo Mo was so strong that he threw Luo Yin against the wall, a trace of sweet and fishy blood mixed with the remaining wine stains in their mouths.

Slightly separated, Luo Yin's lips were bitten through a small hole, and a small bright red blood dripped out, but the culprit smiled triumphantly and licked it lightly, then turned to poke towards the destination.

There is no nostalgia for the kiss after many years, but it is more novel.In Luo Yin's memory, Mo Mo's kiss was more like a puppy's affectionate gesture, far less like the eager lust mixed with touching people's hearts at this moment.While lingeringly intertwining lips and tongues, Mo Mo's hand pulled out the hem of his clothes, touching Luo Yin's naked flesh.

The body under the palm is still tight, with clear muscles, but he and Luo Yin are very close, and the time between the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes is not particularly favorable.Maybe turn on the lamp and find a few white strands in his thick hair.

Luo Yin was also watching Mo Mo.

When he stroked the corners of his eyebrows with his fingers, he knew what Mo Mo was thinking.Although tonight is not the first time the two have met after a long time, it is the latest time.

Mo Mo's hair was short, and his bright eyes were always watching him, trying to see the slightest bit of his heart.If he showed any intention of getting close, he would pounce on him like before, not afraid of disappointment, as if he had never been hurt.

"Am I old?"

He asked the question knowingly, he just wanted to tease Mo Mo.

Mo Mo shook his head, his lips were also kissed red and moist, and he pressed it against Luo Yin's ear, and said in a breathy voice: "If you don't try it, how will I know?"

With one hand, Luo Yin violently pulled out the hand that was about to climb up to his chest, and folded it behind Mo Mo's back. With the other hand, he unfastened the zipper of Mo Mo's buttons, pulled his pants down to his buttocks, and slapped him hard.

Mo Mo turned around and exchanged seats with Luo Yin, leaning his back against the wall, clamping Luo Yin's waist with his legs, and said considerately: "If I can't hold on anymore, tell me, I am much heavier than before."

The legs firmly clamped by the side proved that Mo Mo's words were true. Luo Yin touched all the way from the crotch to the back to the chest. Mo Mo didn't have a trace of fat, and was as flexible as a green bamboo.

Luo Yin smiled, "If you can't hold on anymore, tell me."

The words were soft and soft, like a powerless salute.It wasn't until Mo Mo groaned unconsciously that he realized that he should never have underestimated Luo Yin's dominance over him.

After an orgasm, my thighs were numb and trembling, but they hung down first.Luo Yin wiped the body fluid between his buttocks, put his arms on his knees, and lifted him up.At this time, Luo Yin had no more hands to spare, he straightened his waist and hips, and that hard fiery penis tentatively poked and grinded Mo Mo's anus.

"Relax."

This is how he relaxes, his whole body vacated, only leaning on the wall behind him and the person in front of him.

The bedroom is only a few steps away from them, and the sofa is even closer.But no one could wait any longer, so Mo Mo rubbed the nearby muscles softly with one hand, and moved closer to the penis.

Luo Yin put Mo Mo down at the right time, and advanced slowly and firmly, until Mo Mo really couldn't hold it.At this moment, neither of them moved, the unprepared sex didn't bring much pleasure, but neither of them shouted to stop, they stubbornly waited for the other to get used to it.

Mo Mo was swollen and painful, and even sweated a little.I haven't seen the things in my body for a long time, and I don't know each other when I meet again.In the past, he seemed to be ready at any time, and he could become emotional when Luo Yin slightly teased him, just like an animal in heat.

The physical pleasure deepened his infatuation and dependence on Luo Yin, and even a bit of unbearable pain in the bottom could turn into itching, wishing Luo Yin could rub it hard again.

He groaned weakly: "Move."

Luo Yin seemed to be smiling, but Mo Mo clamped his fist in retaliation. At the same time, Luo Yin's lips were tightened, and his eyes were staring at him warningly.

Mo Mo said flatteringly, "I don't feel good when you make me feel like this."

Luo Yin's lower body slowly swayed. At first, he only inserted it shallowly and tentatively. After getting deeper and deeper, his movements opened and closed.The pain came more directly than the coolness, but just looking at Luo Yin's uncontrollable appearance, Mo Mo felt a bit of self-torturing pleasure.

Luo Yin lifted his chin slightly, showing a more distinct neck and Adam's apple, and the clavicle was faintly visible in the torn collar.And he was half-naked, but he was also well-dressed. They didn't even take off their clothes, they just stood like this, entangled impatiently.

If making love one time can dissolve one percent of the barrier between them, then there may be nine hundred and ninety-nine times.

This affair was like a sudden storm in midsummer, it came and went quickly, after Mo Mo ejaculated for the second time, Luo Yin pulled out from his body, and thoughtfully did not create any extra burden for him.Of course he was not in the mood to help others, the phone rang at the right time, it was late, Xiao Liang called.

In the silence, the two of them dressed neatly and returned to their original appearance. There was no firewood and fire, and they simply drank a glass of wine together.

Mo Mo didn't answer the phone, and went straight to the door. Luo Yin followed behind him, had already taken the car keys, and was about to see him off.

"No, I'll go back by myself."

Mo Mo stood outside the door, waved his hand, and helped Luo Yin close the door.

Luo Yin ate a "closed door", but found it interesting, he was still in the aftertaste of the affair, relaxed and lazy, he lit a cigarette by himself, and regretted that he didn't let Mo Mo smoke one before leaving.

Even friends who each take what they need, there is always time for a cigarette to enjoy the solitude of the two.

On the sofa lay the gift box that Leilei had given them. He unwrapped Momo's, and it was the same style as his, but the color was bright ginger yellow.

He still remembered that Mo Mo once wore a bright yellow top on a gloomy rainy day.

Wait for the next time, give him something next time, and we can meet again.

What Luo Yin didn't expect at this moment was that the next meeting came too unexpectedly.He is not an impatient boy, the person he sees in his dream will go to see him when he wakes up.

He hadn't spared his free time not to be disturbed by anyone, but one night after the meeting, he received a hasty call from Lei Lei.

"Didn't I ask you to send Momo back last night? What happened that night?" Lei Lei asked in a tone that had never been blamed before, "I entrusted you with a good person. Become like this?!"

Luo Yin walked out of the conference room, waved the assistant behind him, walked into the office alone and closed the door.

"Calm down, what happened?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and Lei Lei said in a low voice, "Mo Mo is in the intensive care unit now, and she hasn't woken up yet."

"It's been a day..."

"He passed out not far from your home..."

"The cleaner who went to work in the early morning found him..."

"Frozen in blood..."

The phone was hung up at some point, and when Luo Yin hurriedly walked out the door, everyone looked at him, but no one dared to take a step forward.

On the way to the hospital, he had only one thought. Last night, when he was dreaming of Mo Mo in his dream, Mo Mo might have lost consciousness.