Seductive every day

Fu Zhaoshui's plain words caught Wen Yin off guard.

He stood in the torrential rain, staring blankly at Fu Zhaoshui's back.

The man opened the door, turned around to pull him, his big hands tightly clenched his wrists, and the palms against his skin were hot. , He silently followed Fu Zhaoshui into the house, Fu Zhaoshui was afraid that he would catch a cold, and wanted to find a towel to wipe his hair, so he let go of his wrist.

Wen Yin watched the man turn around, grabbed the loosened fingers, Fu Zhaoshui paused, and was pulled by Wen Yin forcefully. , The wet body is pasted together through the drenched cloth, the cold skin is stained with each other's body, warming each other, gradually heating up.

Wen Yin caressed his back, buried her face on his shoulder, Fu Zhaoshui's hand stroked his wet hair to comfort him. , "One" Wen Yin's sigh-like voice shocked Fu Zhaoshui, he hadn't heard this intimate "Second Brother" for many years.

It's not the babbling when you're sick and drowsy, nor the unconscious twilight when you're intoxicated.

He was awake, hugged him so tightly, and called him "Second Brother" seriously.

"Ah Yuan, we are back again.

They walked so far, walked so tired, walked falteringly, and finally walked back to this origin. , "D because of H/QA Wen Yin's body trembled uncontrollably, just like the little Ah Yuan who was determined to hand himself over to Brother Fu back then.

That frail young man didn't know what he would suffer if he fell in love with the same sex. Just because the person in front of him was the second brother of the Fu family, he surrendered his body and mind. , Brother Fu said he would treat him well, so he believed that he would treat him well. , Their lips have been tossed and rubbed countless times, they have been kissed deeply in obsession, and they have been kissed bloody. , But at this moment, all those distracting thoughts disappeared, and the lips of each other were stuck together. There was only a pure and loving kiss when they were combined for the first time.

Fu Zhaoshui's big hand rubbed the side of his neck, slipped from the collar to his chest, and his thumb lingered on his collarbone, making him blush and his heart beat, and his legs became weak.

The sound of breathing covered the noise of the rain, and he also shook his fingers to grab Fu Zhaoshui's collar, wanting to feel his firm chest. , They all became clumsy, they couldn't control their fingers, and they were so nervous that they couldn't remove each other's clothes. , The two of them seemed to be about to crumpled into a ball, and staggered to move deep into the room.

The two of them kicked off their muddy shoes, Fu Zhaoshui's shirt was ripped off by Wen Yin, who was struggling with his belt.Fu Zhaoshui grabbed his casual sports pants, untied the drawstring, and the rain-soaked pants fell heavily. Fu Zhaoshui picked him up, and Wen Yin kicked the pants away cooperatively.

Kissing or hugging, everything is so natural, Wen Yin finally untied his belt, the metal buckle clanged to the ground, Fu Zhaoshui inserted his hand under his shirt, and pushed his clothes up, he consciously raised his arm, letting Fu Er Brother stripped him clean. , The two of them faced each other calmly, their chests rising and falling due to tense breathing. , The lights in the house were not turned on, and the rain curtain made the light slightly dim. , Wen Yin could feel Fu Zhaoshui's scorching gaze, he shrank his shoulders slightly under the man's gaze, and swallowed nervously. , Strong arms hugged him into his arms, stroking his body that was icy cold from the rain, and walked into the bathroom together. , Fu Zhaoshui turned on the heater, put hot water in the wooden bathtub, and while waiting for the hot water to boil, Fu Zhaoshui was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he wrapped him in a bath towel first. , He thought he would be loved without saying a word, but he entered the warm bathroom, Fu Zhaoshui was busy, and put him on the bamboo stool to fend for himself. He was like a hot frying pan, waiting Put the oil on the meat and have a delicious stir-fried meat, but the cook put him on the fire and let him burn, and he didn't see anything for a long time. , He stared at Fu Zhaoshui's well-proportioned musculature and bones, the more he looked at it, the hungrier he became, and the more he looked at it, the more empty he became, his stomach was so empty that he wanted to be full. , shaking one leg impatiently, holding his buttocks, and there were needles on the bamboo stool, which made him unable to sit still.

He glanced at the warm yellow light above his head, and couldn't help wondering if Fu Zhaoshui lost his appetite after seeing his body?Or why was it so hot just now, but it became cold when I came in?

Fu Zhaoshui was cleaning the bathtub, saw him shaking his legs, thought he was cold, looked at the water temperature, and comforted him: "Wait a minute, the water temperature should be at least 37 degrees."

Wen Yin sighed, and muttered: "I don't want the water temperature, I want your body temperature." Fu Zhaoshui's hand that brushed the bathtub paused, and Wen Yin heard his gulp.

He squinted his eyes, pursed his lips and smirked, stretched out his legs to touch Fu Zhaoshui's feet, rubbed his toes against his instep, and called him in a different tone: "Two oT one one oT one oTI,, ke, one ke—keke!

Fu Zhaoshui turned his head and stared at him helplessly, Wen Yin smiled obediently, "I'm cold."

"The water will be ready soon."

"No, I can't wait for hot water, come and hug me."

Fu Zhaoshui closed his thin lips tightly and watched him not move. , Wen Yin's expression collapsed, and he said displeasedly: "Second brother, do you dislike me? I don't look good now, do I?"

"No" "You just dislike me, I'm ugly, I'm not as good-looking as Fei Yuan in your memory, I'm covered in bruises, it makes you lose your appetite!"

"No." Fu Zhaoshui's expression was a little irritable.

"I knew it. I'm getting older now, and my skin isn't supple anymore. You must look at me as if you saw a wilted old carrot. You think I'm unpalatable, and you'll get your teeth stuck if you bite into it!"

"Tsk!" The man dropped the brush, stood up abruptly, and stepped in front of him. , Wen Yin sat blankly, too scared to speak by the things in front of him. , Images of cucumbers, bananas, eggplants, etc. flashed in his mind, and finally the image was frozen on eggplants. , purple, long, and slightly curved, curved upward...

Looking up along the eggplant, Fu Zhaoshui endured until his distorted face was looking down at him.

"Ah Yuan, let me tell you for the last time, don't doubt my feelings for you."

Wen Yin groaned cowardly, Fu Zhaoshui was impatient, wanted him, but was afraid that he would lose control, he couldn't stand it, so he could only turn his face away from him. , Wen Yin suddenly stretched out her hand, hugged his leg, looked up at him and whispered seduction: "Don't go, I want to play with it o He is like a little greedy cat eyeing its prey, kissing Fu Zhaoshui's thigh, with the tip of his tongue rolling on his lips lap.

Fu Zhaoshui endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't. , Asking him to resist Ah Yuan is even more difficult than scraping a bone to cure poison. , Wen Yin knelt in front of Fu Zhaoshui, her mouth was stuffed and she couldn't breathe.

Physiological pain and psychological satisfaction formed a wonderful twist, and the slender hands he was obsessed with held his head, fixed and not allowing him to dodge. , His chin was covered with traces of water being brought out, and his mouth was so worn that he was being abused, but when he thought that the person who abused him was Fu Zhaoshui, he was so excited that he groaned in pain and joy .

He knew that the second brother liked such a voice, and he knew better than anyone how to tease this gentle devil. , The man couldn't hold back under his service, he was choked by the fishy smell rushing into his mouth and nose, coughing non-stop, Fu Zhaoshui hurriedly withdrew, holding his face to check. , Wen Yin's chest heaved violently, her eyes blurred with tears from being bullied, and there were a few strands of diluted milky white hanging on her watery red lips.

Fu Zhaoshui told him to spit it out and rinse his mouth, he gulped down what was in his mouth, like a sacrifice enjoyed by a demon god, and smiled at Fu Zhaoshui satiated.

This smile is a fatal temptation...