Yesterday was like Death

I sat down by the tombstone and babbled on a lot of recent events.

Sister Meifang is a lively person, I don't know if she will be bored down there, and if there is anyone to accompany her to play her favorite mahjong.

"Sister, you left too early. When I go down, you don't know if you will recognize me or not." I have never shy away from these words. If I can say what I say, Gu Yuanli should die a thousand years ago time.

"Xi Zonghe doesn't recognize me anymore, God will really find me something to do, will he test me every few years?" I smiled, "You said that he is a person who values ​​affection, you are sure, But why didn't you see that he has a bad memory?"

In order not to worry sister Meifang, I didn't tell her that I was taken care of by Xi Zonghe until she passed away.

She only knew that I would stop by to see Xi Zonghe when I came to the hospital all the time, thinking that we were friends.

When she was dying, her mind was not very clear, she once held my hand and said to me: "Xiaotang, you have to be good, I can't cover you anymore, you need to make more friends like Xi Zonghe in the future. "

I appreciate her kindness, but for a friend like Xi Zonghe, one is enough.

He won't be friends with me and I don't want to be friends with him.

After staying in the cemetery for half an hour, when I got into the car, Sang Qing looked at me worriedly and handed me a tissue.

I stared at him inexplicably: "What are you doing?"

"Your eyes are red," he said.

I didn't ask for his tissue, put on my sunglasses and lay down in the seat again.

"Blown by the wind." I closed my eyes and said.

Back at Hengyue Mountain Villa, I asked Wenwen to park the car at the gate and walked in by myself.

Residents in this community are either rich or expensive, and the environment is naturally impeccable, private and quiet.

Scattered houses are scattered among the green hills, and there are so many trees that block out the sun, not to mention neighbors, it is difficult to meet a passerby on weekdays, just like a large forest park.I've had several post-dinner walks and even seen weasels and squirrels on the trail.

I smoked a cigarette downstairs, knowing that I couldn't see anything, but I kept looking into the upstairs window, trying to know Xi Zonghe's location.

Time passed by, the cigarette was finished, I sighed, and finally opened the door and entered the house.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xi Zonghe with wet hair and his lower body wrapped in a towel, drinking cold beer from the kitchen.

He has insisted on exercising all these years, and his figure has always been in good shape. He has abdominal muscles and mermaid lines, which are all that a sexy male god should have.

He didn't make a sound when he saw me, and raised his head to take a sip of his drink.

I walked towards him, so close that I almost touched his belly: "Don't be angry, okay? It's my fault, I shouldn't fight with you."

He wanted to smile or not: "I'm not angry."

I did not comment, put my hands on his waist naturally, and offered to make peace: "You are right, this role is not suitable for me. Director Ma gave me another one that is more suitable for me, and then we will enter We have a crew, please take care of us."

When I touched him, his muscles tensed up, hard as a rock.

He frowned, and pressed the soda can against my chest, keeping the distance between the two of us.

He didn't delve into the origin of my role: "Since Director Ma gave you another role, it means that he also values ​​you very much, so play it well."

As soon as he turned around, he took advantage of the opportunity to shake off my hand that was stuck to him.

"I'm going back to my room, call me after dinner."

He left without looking back, I looked at his back and rubbed my wet and burning fingertips.

When Xi Zonghe was not good at walking, it was all up to me to take a bath and wipe his body. Sometimes I washed and washed. As a man, it is inevitable that there will be physiological reactions.

It was embarrassing, but he didn't mention me and just pretended not to notice, until I accidentally broke the scene of him masturbating.

I remember it was a sunny day and I was going to push him out for a walk.But there was no sign of him in the ward. I saw the door of the bathroom was closed and wondered if he was inside.

"Mr. Xi, are you in there?" I knocked on the door, but no one answered me.

Of course, I twisted the handle.As soon as I opened it, I saw him sitting in a wheelchair with the hem of his clothes in his mouth, his hands on his lower body, and his legs slightly spread. It was not difficult to guess what kind of activities he was doing before I came in.

He had reached a critical moment, and he moaned and ejaculated directly when I was frightened.

As I watched, the thick and long stick ejaculated stream after stream of semen. They splashed on the floor, on Xi Zonghe's hand, and a few drops even splashed on his chin.The musk smell was strong, and it was obvious that he hadn't vented for a long time.

I stared at him blankly, a little startled.

Panting, he spat out the hem of his clothes from his mouth, and then leaned back lazily.

"Have you seen enough?" After venting, his voice was more magnetic and hoarse than usual.

"Let me help you...clean it up." Maintaining my superficial composure, I closed the door behind my back, took a towel from the side, and after soaking in water, scrubbed his body.

I was careful not to touch his body directly, but the heat of his skin was easily conveyed to me through the towel, especially when cleaning his lower body, the heat almost burned me.

Suddenly, my jaw was clamped, Xi Zonghe forced me to look up, put his semen-stained fingers into my mouth, and violently pried open my teeth.

His eyes were deep and dark: "Yes, I have you, why should I rely on myself?"

He asked himself, as if he felt that the self-reliance just now was stupid.

My hand holding the towel rests on his inner thigh, which is a very awkward and sensitive position, where I can easily feel the rise of his desire.

My scalp was a little numb, not because I was resisting, but because I was not sure what he meant.

When I was about to salivate uncontrollably, he finally pulled out his finger.

He ordered: "Take off your pants and sit up by yourself."

Simple enough and straightforward enough.

When I begged him to save me, I said I was willing to be a cow and a horse to repay him, but now it is nothing to be stabbed twice by him. If I didn't have this awareness, I wouldn't have signed that contract.

Furthermore, it is not the first time that he and I have done it together, so there is nothing to be reserved about.

I stood up obediently, took off my clothes and pants neatly, and used the rose glycerin on the sink for basic lubrication.

He looked at me the whole time, like he was watching an interesting sketch.

I lowered my eyes and sat down holding his cock.The plump glans opened the door and reached deep into the intestines.

Some pain, some astringent.

I let out a long breath. Considering his leg injury, I didn't dare to sit still. I put my hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, my back against his chest, and slowly rose and fell.

The aroma of roses spread in the cramped bathroom, making people feel drowsy.

This is just a catharsis of desire, without even verbal communication, let alone emotional interaction.

He touched where he liked with his fingers, ignoring my desire at all.

To be honest, it was tiring to fully cooperate with the other party's sex, coupled with the awkward posture, my hands and feet were sore after a session, it was like doing a plank for an hour.

In the end, he came out panting, his arms tightly wrapped around my waist, and I was firmly locked on his lower body, which could not be separated.

I was covered in sweat, and my legs were shaking badly. I felt his hands loosen a little, and I consciously got up from him.

There was liquid slipping down the heels of my legs, I ignored it and wiped Xi Zonghe's body first.

"Have you ever been with a man before?" The roots of his hair were wet, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of satisfaction.

I was startled, looked up and smiled: "Yes."

Then I saw the corners of his eyes twitching visibly.

I felt the pleasure of retaliating against him, and said: "Mr. Xi, don't worry, I have regular physical examinations when I work in nightclubs, and I guarantee that I am not sick."

His face was even more difficult to look at, after all, he was worried: "...You will go for a physical examination tomorrow, no, now."

If it weren't for being unable to move, I suspect that he would jump up and rub himself from head to toe with alcohol.

Since then, he and I have become a veritable nurturing relationship.Ears and temples rubbing against each other on the bed, pulling dicks under the bed is ruthless.

I never thought that there would be a day when he wouldn't let me touch him.

A few days later, all the starring contracts were signed, and the official blog of "The Crane" officially released the draft and started the announcement.As I expected, Jiang Mu and Xi Zonghe's dual male lead lineup really aroused violent reactions.

Fans on both sides are about to pinch and explode.

From the intimate relationship between the younger and younger of these two people to the dreadful rivalry, the love and killing of these two people are even talked about by passers-by.

If you write a novel, there will definitely be too much material to overflow.

Against the backdrop of the two of them, others have become supporting roles.

I watched a few popular Weibo posts, kept shifting the battlefield, and liked whoever was pleasing to the eye.

When Jiang Mu's fans were dying, I rushed up and scolded Xi Zonghe, saying that he was ungrateful as a white-eyed wolf; Xi Zonghe's fans were at a loss for words, so I didn't repeat a few words of scolding Jiang Mu, saying that he was shameless for relying on the old and selling the old.

I fished in troubled waters, and responded to those comments with great joy, but this kind of coquettish operation was quickly seen through.

"Why are you everywhere? You are a shit-stirring stick! Don't reply to him!"

I still have to argue a few words with myself, and then reply, the trumpet was blocked because too many people reported it.

This is very boring, I put away the phone, annoyed.