After My Ex-Boyfriend's White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Lan Zhai has always been impeccable in pursuing the purpose of "providing the most intimate and comfortable service to guests". The light in the bathroom is not very bright, and it hits Xie Ning softly on the face.

Xie Ning didn't feel any discomfort because of this, but he still closed his eyes as if stimulated.

Most of the time, Xie Ning couldn't beat Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan is proud and self-confident, this is his innate character: Once he has made up his mind, he will try his best to accomplish it.

And he does have proud capital, the past 20 years have passed smoothly, and he has never suffered from anyone, but many people have suffered from it.

Zhuang Yan's father once worried about his temper, saying that sooner or later he would have a big fall, and said: "With his temper, maybe he really needs to suffer so that he can grow up."

Ms. Qiao has a different view on this: "You don't have to experience failure to grow up. Some people are born with the pride of heaven."

Zhuang Yan's father glanced at her and said, "It's because you always praise him so much that you have raised him to such an incomparable appearance."

Ms. Qiao smiled: "Because I know him well and know that he has a precise plan for his life. You only see what he wants to do and succeed in the end, but you don't know how many divergences and setbacks he has experienced during this period. It's just that he Too stubborn, one way leads to the end, and at the end, if it is a dead end, he will tear down the wall, and he happens to have this ability. His self-confidence is based on his own strong foundation, so it will not hurt."

The last sentence of Zhuang Yan's father summed it up: "Anyway, I can't say enough about you."

Zhuang Yan's life has been smooth all the way, so he is more confident and willful, he will not let go when he is determined, and he will not look back after finding the way he wants to go.

But Shanin wasn't.

Xie Ning's past was full of bumps and bumps. He once deeply questioned himself, and spent countless nights alone closing up his dazed heart.

He became indifferent, had nothing to ask for, had no big obsessions, and lived every day with the flow.

In the eyes of others, this may be a kind of meekness.

And such a docile, directionless Mr. Rabbit crashed into Mr. Blue Whale's arms, and was held by him on his generous back.

So Mr. Blue Whale's direction became his direction.

When Zhuang Yan pretended to be serious and said that he would help him take a bath, Xie Ning originally wanted to reject him in a very stance.

But when Zhuang Yan curled his lips and looked at him with a half-smile, Xie Ning's position became unstable.

Mr. Rabbit, who has a strong position, was half pushed and half hugged by Mr. Blue Whale into the bathroom.

Zhuang Yan pressed him against the wall and kissed him for a long time.

They had kissed countless times, Zhuang Yan took the initiative, he took the initiative, all of them.

Sometimes it is just to rub the lips against the other person's skin intimately, which is warm and natural; other times the lips and tongue are intertwined, the body fluid is exchanged, and the kiss is passionate and exciting.

Today's kiss gave Xie Ning a different feeling.

Xie Ning thought it might be because he was too nervous, so he had a different psychology.

But he could feel the strength of Zhuang Yan's hands, as if he was not allowed the slightest chance to escape, the place where his waist was held down began to feel hot.

Xie Nin even felt that there might be indentations on it.

The most unbearable thing for Xie Ning was the way Zhuang Yan looked at him at this time, with the ends of his brows slightly raised, that kind of eyes that were bound to win made him look like a hunter, and Xie Ning was the one he was following. rabbit.

He has no escape and is doomed to be eaten by his hunters.

Xie Ning had no choice but to close his eyes, tugged at the corners of Zhuang Yan's clothes with both hands helplessly, and was forced to raise his head under Zhuang Yan's fierce offensive, and endured the hot kiss that smelled of wine.

Not particularly strong, but not too light, the smell of alcohol filled his nostrils, and it was only then that Xie Ning remembered that Zhuang Yan drank more than he did.

He realized later that he actually didn't know how good Zhuang Yan's drinking capacity was.

Is Zhuang Yan sober now, or drunk?

The hand holding the hem of his clothes paused for a moment, Xie Ning took advantage of Zhuang Yan's slight let go of him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you drunk?"

"No." Zhuang Yan answered quickly, speaking with breath close at hand, "Don't rush to speak, open your mouth and remember to exhale."

It was only then that Xie Ning realized that he had been kissed so much that he forgot to breathe just now, and now his entire face was flushed red.

And the moment he opened his mouth, Zhuang Yan took advantage of the opening, pried open his teeth with his tongue, eagerly came in and cleaned them, and hooked Xie Ning's tongue again, kissing him so hard that he couldn't close his mouth at all.

"Hmm..." The meaningless syllables uncontrollably sounded like the whimpering of some small animal, but Xie Ning was powerless to say anything else.

The smell of alcohol fermented slowly, Xie Ning seemed to be drunk, and his consciousness gradually became blurred and chaotic.

In a daze, he felt a pair of hands caressing his waist, and he found what he was looking for after a while, and his fingers made a few movements nimbly.

Xie Ning's reflex arc was a little longer at this time, and he didn't react.

It wasn't until there was a "click" that he suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and pushed Zhuang Yan violently.

Facts have proved that it is useless, his strength is too light, no matter what he does, he seems to be throwing himself into a hug.

Xie Ning stuttered when he spoke: "You, you, what are you doing."

"I'm helping you unlock the secret button." Zhuang Yan looked at him confidently, "Are you going to take a bath with your clothes on?"

Xie Ning didn't know whether to shock his hooliganism or his righteous attitude: "I will solve it myself."

"Oh?" Zhuang Yan's eyebrows twitched, "Are you sure?"

Xie Nington felt bad.

Zhuang Yan lowered his head, bit his ear and said, "You were standing here like this back then, looking at me with teary eyes, and saying that you couldn't take off your pants. That tone made my whole heart tremble because of grievance. Now is the time to bring you memories."

Zhuang Yan remembered that after sending Xie Ning into the bathroom, he deliberately ran to the bedside to smoke a few cigarettes to refresh himself, blowing on the cold wind so that he would stop thinking about random things.

In the end, Xie Ning just said such a light sentence, and he just broke down the barrier that he had worked so hard to forge.

On the second day after getting drunk that time, Zhuang Yan also described what he did to Xie Ning, but it was just a sentence, unlike now, Zhuang Yan held him back and repeated the scene in person.

"Stop making trouble." The ear was so hot that it seemed like it was going to burn, Xie Ning refused to admit that he had done such a thing, and inexplicably heard the gnashing of teeth from Zhuang Yan's words.

"I didn't make trouble!"

While the two were pushing and shoving, someone's arm hit the switch of the shower, and suddenly a stream of water sprayed out from above, directly facing the top of their heads.

Zhuang Yan subconsciously stretched out his hand to block Xie Ning, the water hit his arm, flowed down slowly, and then went around and sprinkled down from both sides.

Xie Ning was not spared from the disaster either, it was just a matter of an instant, and the two of them seemed to have become drowned chickens.

"Pfft." Xie Ning looked at Zhuang Yan, who was covered in water, and couldn't help laughing, "I told you to stop making trouble."

Zhuang Yan shook the water off his face and hair: "Fortunately, the water temperature is moderate."

Otherwise, no matter whether it is poured with cold water or scalded by hot water, it is estimated that it will inevitably catch a cold.

"Your clothes are soaked through." Xie Ning frowned.

Zhuang Yan didn't care much: "Anyway, I have to take a bath, so let's go into the water early."

Xie Ning reached out to pick off his clothes: "Take off the wet clothes first, otherwise you will get sick easily."

Zhuang Yan didn't move and let him do whatever he wanted. After Xie Ning unbuttoned his clothes several times, he realized something was wrong.

He looked up, and was bumping into Zhuang Yan's restless eyes.

"Take it off yourself." Xie Ning withdrew his hand as if regained consciousness, turned his head away, the hair wetted by water stuck to the side of the ear, only a little red ear tip came out from the black hair.

Withdrawing his hand halfway, Zhuang Yan caught him halfway, and pressed it back again: "Don't stop."

He evoked a smile, his voice was low, and there was a hint of secret temptation: "It's a courtesy, I'll help you unbutton my belt, shouldn't you also help me unbutton my shirt?"

Xie Ning's hand was forcibly stuck on Zhuang Yan's chest. Zhuang Yan was only wearing a shirt, which was not too thick, but now it was more than half wet by water. Visually, It can't play a blocking role at all.

And tactilely...

Xie Ning's heartbeat accelerated suddenly.

That layer of fabric that was almost non-existent could not insulate the heat of Zhuang Yan's body at all, as if Xie Ning's palm could directly touch the bumpy, vigorous and strong muscles on his chest.

Xie Ning's whole body seemed to be on fire, he was dizzy, and his mouth was inexplicably dry.

He trembled twice, unconsciously licking his dry lips.

"Hey, unbutton it." Zhuang Yan leaned slightly, forcing Xie Ning to take a step back and lean back against the wall.

There are tiles on the wall, and the back has just been pasted on, as if on ice.

But Xie Ning's body had already started to heat up, especially the place where Zhuang Yan was touching, as if someone had set fire to it, gradually starting a prairie fire.

He was too hot and needed to be cooled by the ice behind him.

However, the temperature didn't drop down, and Xie Ning's head seemed to start to smoke. Somehow, he moved his hands in a strange way, and unbuttoned the remaining buttons of Zhuang Yan's shirt one by one.

Zhuang Yan's eyes suddenly darkened by two points.

In the chaos and embarrassment just now, Xie Ning didn't realize that his heart was beating as fast as his palm was next to his heart.

Another intense, loving and emotional kiss followed.

I forgot who took the initiative, maybe it was Zhuang Yan or Xie Ning, but I just remembered that when the consciousness returned, the two had kissed deeply.

They didn't want to let go of each other, they kissed and hugged each other tightly, and the heat was rising steadily as their bodies intertwined.

The wet clothes of the two were torn apart indiscriminately and thrown on the ground.

Everything that followed seemed to be a matter of course.

The shower was turned on again, and with the sound of dripping water, hot air was transpiring in the bathroom. At first, white mist-like gas showed traces from the edge of the mirror, and then slowly spread until the entire bathroom was filled with water.

Even at this time, neither of them forgot to take a shower first.

Zhuang Yan kept his promise very much, firmly restrained Xie Ning, and poured some shower gel from the bottle next to him: "I said I will help you take a bath today."

Xie Ning: "...I don't need it."

Zhuang Yan laughed, his voice became blurred and hoarse in the steam: "You will need it."

A few minutes later, Xie Ning struggled unsuccessfully, his whole body was covered with shower gel, after soaking in water, it turned into white foam under kneading.

This feeling... is really too shameful for Xie Ning.

He's not a three-year-old child, but Zhuang Yan really seems to treat him as a child who can't take care of himself, no matter what part it is...he washes it carefully.

Xie Ning was held in his arms, and his body, which had been washed by hot water several times, was terribly sensitive. Even if Zhuang Yan just accidentally touched it, his skin would tremble.

Zhuang Yan bit his ear: "It hasn't started yet, why are you acting like you can't bear it?"

Xie Ning was panting slightly, his eyes were empty, and he couldn't speak at all.

Zhuang Yan lowered his head, and gently kissed his fair neck, causing the skin on his neck to tremble.

When kissing the collarbone, Xie Ning whimpered, his eyes were lost, and his voice was hoarse: "Zhuang, Zhuang Yan..."

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Yan lingered on his collarbone twice, asking vaguely.

Xie Ning looked like he was about to cry: "I can't take it anymore."

The bathroom was so hot that it almost exploded. The next second, Zhuang extended his hand.

! ! ! ! ! !

"You...!!!" Xie Ning's whole body exploded in an instant, his body was like a dehydrated fish, and the fish's tail swayed slightly twice.

"Don't be afraid." Zhuang Yan comforted him in a low voice, "You will be comfortable soon."

"I..." Xie Ning curled up his toes unbearably, before he could think of what to say, his consciousness was gradually engulfed by the flustered and lustful lust.

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"Are you comfortable?" Zhuang Yan asked with a smile.

Xie Ning curled up in his arms, unable to answer a single word.

His consciousness is still sinking in the long and lingering lust.

He felt that he couldn't bear it long ago, but felt that it was not enough at the moment of reaching the top-this should not be his satisfaction alone.

Lust and desire between lovers are the same as love, they are mutual and equal, and sex and love are also inseparable.

Sex without love is a physical release; love without sex is a pursuit of spiritual resonance.

Only two people who love each other are ups and downs in love and desire together, which is the most irresistible pleasure in this world, the double pleasure of body and spirit.

It took Xie Ning a while to recover, and he slowly shook his head.

Zhuang Yan's smile froze for a second, and he asked, "Uncomfortable?"

Xie Ning shook his head again, then hugged Zhuang Yan tightly, his voice was so hoarse that it made one's heart itch: "You are not feeling well."

"So I wouldn't be comfortable either," he said.

What responded to Xie Ning was a kiss full of biting and sexual desire, but also tender and loving.

"I didn't intend to let you go today." Zhuang Yan snorted, "This is just the beginning."

Xie Ning thought he was hot enough before, but only now did he realize that the heat was far from enough.

Hotter than the body is the heart that burns like fire.

In a daze, Zhuang Yan hesitated when he picked him up, as if he felt that it was a bit difficult for two big men to support him like this.

"Would you like to go to the bathtub?" he asked.

Lan Zhai's bathroom is very luxurious, and the bathtub is big enough for two adults to lie down side by side.

Xie Ning's eyelashes trembled twice, and drops of water—maybe beads of sweat—slid from them.

He seemed to wait for a long time to understand what Zhuang Yan meant, and shook his head silently.

Zhuang Yan added: "Lie in the bathtub, you will be more comfortable."

Xie Ning didn't reply him immediately this time.

After the silence, he suddenly stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Zhuang Yan's neck. Zhuang Yan couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed him again.

At the same time, his feet slowly hooked around Zhuang Yan's waist.

And at a certain moment, I don't know whether Xie Ning's voice was too soft, or Zhuang Yanyou's auditory hallucinations were induced by deep-seated desire.

He seemed to hear Xie Ning whispering to him full of temptation: "I miss you... just like this... fuck me."

Zhuang Yan's pupils turned red instantly.

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