What is the experience of counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

The hotel's luxurious presidential suite.

As soon as Han Yu entered the door with the half-drunk boy in his arms, he pressed the boy against the wall and kissed him with such enthusiasm that he even made an ambiguous "tsk tsk" sound.

The young man responded to him youthfully, with his soft arms wrapped around his neck tightly, he tentatively stuck out his uvula, and was sucked by the other party in the next second.

I don't know who touched the light switch in the dark, and with a "click", the crystal lamp above the head lit up, emitting a bright light.

At the same time, red rose petals fell one after another, falling on their heads, bodies, and feet.

One of the petals fell on the tip of Ye Chi's upturned nose. The pure red color made the young man's skin as white as snow.

Han Yu kissed the petal, pressed the boy's soft lips again, carefully ground it, and fed the sweet rose juice into the other's mouth...

Kissing all the way to the bed, the clothes of the two fell to the floor.

Han Yu had already quietly supplemented his physiological knowledge, so he came prepared, unlike the last time, he was like a headless chicken.

When the boy was dizzy from being kissed, he suddenly felt that the man fed him something, it was cold and had a sweet taste.

"Don't be afraid, this is a medicine that can relieve your pain." Han Yu softly comforted his ear, and couldn't help biting his delicate and beautiful earballs.

I heard that the first time for a man can also be very painful, so he found a professional and reliable doctor to prescribe this medicine.

It's not the kind of nasty toon medicine. This medicine is made of pure traditional Chinese medicine. It can relax people's mind and have a little fun effect. It will not cause harm to the body.

Han Yu also ate one, and kissed the boy's body little by little...

Soon, both of them were on the right track.

The boy's long black hair spread out on the clean white bedsheets, his eyes sparkled as he looked at the man, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye seemed to be filled with blood, so red that it was a bit coquettish, inexplicably seductive.

"Mr. Han, I want to be on top..."

His voice was soft, with a touch of hoarseness, and it pierced into Han Yu's heart, no matter what he said, he nodded in agreement.

This is probably the so-called obsessed mind.

But when he was pressed down by the young man, he always felt that something was wrong, but soon, the other party's initiative to kiss him made him lose his mind.

"Ayin...it hurts on it..."

Han Yu still felt that it seemed a bit difficult for them to use such a posture for the first time, and the young man might not be able to stand it.

But the young man was very stubborn at this time, and he refused to get off while riding on him, with a coquettish tone in his voice, "I want, I want..."

How could Han Yu resist such an offensive from him? Jing Chong got his head in his head and was fascinated by the young man, allowing him to do whatever he wanted on him.

He thought to himself, let the young man try it at worst, and when he feels pain, he will retreat in spite of the difficulty, and ask himself for help and comfort with tears in his eyes.

The young man seemed a little ignorant of the rules, and he didn't get into the main point for a long time. In the end, Han Yu couldn't help it, and when he was about to stand up and turn to the guest, he suddenly felt something strange.

A foreign object suddenly came to a place that had been closed for a long time, tentatively wanting to go in as a guest.

Han Yu trembled subconsciously, almost didn't jump up, and even changed his voice, "A Yin... what are you doing?!"

He wanted to sit up, but was pushed down by the other party.

The young man seemed to have shed the shell of a little sheep and turned into a little wolf dog. He kissed him hard, blocking all his unspoken words and turning them into tenderness and sweetness.

... Pull the lamp.

The big bed shook and shook, shaking all night.

Even the moon hid in the clouds in shame.

***

The next day, three poles in the sun.

When the boy woke up, he was a little dazed.

He looked at his ambiguous bruised body with no clothes under the quilt, and then at the handsome man sleeping next to him, a layer of crimson appeared on his fair face.

When he drank, he would break up, but he still vaguely remembered some fragments from yesterday.He knew that he and Han Yu were really together last night.

Ye Chi's heart at this moment seemed to be soaked in honey water, sweet and happy, and a little shy.

He laid down on the bed cautiously, propped his cheek with one hand, and just quietly looked at the handsome sleeping face of the man, his eyes were shining with strong affection.

Even if he keeps looking at each other like this, he will never get tired of it.

And at this time, Han Yu finally woke up leisurely, slowly opened his eyes, and after a few seconds of emptiness, stood up and sat up, clutching his aching forehead.

I don't know if I don't sit, but I'm startled when I sit.

Han Yu found that his whole body was sore, as if his whole skeleton had been dismantled and reassembled, especially in a certain secret place, which seemed to be overused and sore.

Probably swollen.

Thinking this way in Han Yu's heart, the next second seemed to recall some unbearable memory, his pupils constricted suddenly, and his expression was as stiff as a statue.

"Brother Yu, you're awake." Ye Chi's eyes were full of smiles, and he wanted to go over to talk to him, but he was pushed away forcefully by the other party!

He fell down on the big soft bed all at once, with an innocent look of bewilderment and doubt on his face, "...Brother Yu?"

"You, me, last night..." Han Yu talked for a long time, unable to utter a complete sentence. He subconsciously pushed the boy away. The contrast of the boy last night cast a shadow on him, "We..."

He really wanted to tell himself that last night was just a dream, but in fact nothing happened to them, and the boy didn't ride on him like a little wolf dog...

But the ambiguous bruise marks on the boy's body and the shocking scratches were all his masterpieces.

He even remembered clearly what kind of peak feeling he had at that time so he couldn't control himself from scratching the young man's skin as white as porcelain jade...

Han Yu once again had the urge to vomit blood. The last time was when he was intimate with the boy but found out that he was a big guy in women's clothes. This time, he wanted to die.

He hates his super memory!

However, the young man looked at him as if he didn't understand anything, how pure and innocent he looked!

"I was really deceived by your appearance! What happened last night, nothing happened!"

Han Yu quickly put on his clothes, his handsome face was flushed red, it was not known whether it was because of being angry or for other reasons, but it didn't look good anyway.

When the young man heard his words, his face turned pale immediately, but he still smiled reluctantly, "Brother Yu, did I do something wrong? Don't be angry, okay..."

But Han Yu didn't even look at him. After arranging his clothes, he turned around and stretched his long legs, "Hiss..."

Accidentally tore it to the sore spot, his face darkened, he gritted his teeth, took short steps, and limped out.

"Bang!" The door was slammed shut.

The boy sat on the bed at a loss, even forgot to put on his clothes, the light in those beautiful eyes had dimmed, and his expression was sad, as if he would cry in a second.

"I didn't lie..."

He only knew that he slept with Han Yu last night, but he couldn't remember what he did.

Han Yu is so angry, does he regret being with him?