Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

Fang Zhimo was taken aback, he pushed the push in a panic, according to this posture, he should be easy to push away.

But the strength of a drunk person is still an unsolved mystery in the world. Cheng Du just grabbed him tightly, clasped his wrist with both hands, and licked and bit his tongue without a teacher.

This feeling is very strange, the person on his body is like a ferocious little beast, gnawing non-stop, without skill, even biting his lips to smell bloody, but Fang Zhimo no longer resisted, and even gradually Lost strength.

He is completely dumbfounded now.

He has always refused to be touched by anyone, and he never dared to imagine that one day he and Xueba would kiss so fiercely.

He liked Cheng Du, but he never dared to imagine that one day he would kiss and hug anyone, like this or that.

Because just thinking about it makes me sick.

But the strange thing is that when Cheng Du kissed him, he didn't feel disgusted at all, and even felt a little eager to try.

——How should I respond, should I learn to lick and suck like the other person, or just stay still and let it develop?

Before Fang Zhimo could understand the question, the other party had already let go of his lips and attacked his neck instead.

The moment his neck was touched by wet lips, Fang Zhimo's whole body trembled uncontrollably, and he pushed Chengdu.

Such a touch... Really...

It was a little difficult to breathe, and the excitement just now had turned into an electric current and spread to all limbs.

This feeling is really unspeakable, like being suddenly drowned and out of breath.

However, before Fang Zhimo could make the next reaction, Cheng Du suddenly turned over like a hungry tiger, and pushed him down on the quilt beside him.

"Well, Cheng Du, you, are you crazy?" Fang Zhimo turned his head guiltily.

I couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness, I could only hear Cheng Du's violent panting and the strong smell of alcohol in his breath.

The collar was pulled away at this moment, and Cheng Du murmured something in his ear, but Fang Zhimo couldn't hear it clearly.

His collar was messed up by Cheng Du, but his mood was even more messed up. He used to be a person who could get his hands dirty even while masturbating, but he could allow someone to kiss his lips and neck.

More importantly, he felt as if he had, ahem, had a very obvious reaction.

His brain was filled with blood, and his eyes were all red.

The hands and feet were out of control, limp and unable to exert any strength.

Even, want to continue.

At this time, Fang Zhimo didn't realize that Cheng Du had already unbuttoned him, came to his chest, and then——

His head fell down, and he fell asleep like this.

By the time he regained his senses, Cheng Du had recovered his steady breathing just now, and even started a series of small snores because of his wrong posture.

……Depend on.

Huo Huo has already lifted up, and Zheng Zhuer fell asleep like this?

Fang Zhimo angrily and helplessly pushed Cheng Du away and sat up, touched his neck that was still wet, and looked at the man who had fallen asleep, suddenly felt a little funny.

Run away after teasing.

Back then too.

Is this your usual style?Cheng Du.

Fang Zhimo stretched out his hand to touch Cheng Du's face, heaved a long sigh, then stood up and walked into the kitchen, after a while, cooked a bowl of steaming sobering soup, brought it to Cheng Du's bed, and turned the bed on. headlamp.

As soon as the light came on, Cheng Du hummed in protest and frowned.

Fang Zhimo thought it was funny, and patted his face: "Cheng Du, get up and drink some of this, or you'll have a headache tomorrow."

Cheng Du gave a vague hum, and turned his head away.

Fang Zhimo was amused, so he simply put the hangover soup on the bedside table, lifted the quilt, and dug him up to sit down.

The man who had just finished his drunken madness was limp and couldn't control his center of gravity. Before Fang Zhimo could pick up the hangover soup, Cheng Du fell headfirst and almost fell into the bowl.

"Hey!"

Fang Zhimo was taken aback, quickly let go of the hangover soup, hugged the person over, and leaned on himself: "Xue Ba, Feng Shui turns, you used to serve this young master, today I will serve you, okay. "

The hangover soup was a little hot, and Cheng Du was so scalded by the spoon that his teeth were grinning. He didn't want to drink any more and turned his head away.

Fang Zhimo blinked in confusion, saw Cheng Du's swollen mouth, and said in a low voice, "Oh, it's hot." Then he tried every spoonful with his lips before feeding it to Cheng Du.

After drinking a bowl of hangover soup like this, Cheng Du began to sweat a little, and his shirt was a little wet with sweat, which passed through the thin fabric.

Fang Zhimo didn't pay attention just now, but now he realized that Cheng Du's coat had been taken off and placed on the other side of the bed.

It must be Yan Qiting.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhimo frowned.He felt it was necessary to check whether the lovely Xueba had been touched by that annoying "Boss Yan".

He unbuttoned Cheng Du one by one, his eyes serious and meticulous.

However, when he saw the fine beads of sweat on Cheng Du's lower abdomen and chest, he suddenly came to his senses - this scene... seemed a little abnormal.

It's too... too erotic.

Fang Zhimo quickly looked away, got up and went to the closet to pick out a light pajamas for Cheng Du to change into, then took off the other's pants with his eyes closed, wrapped the quilt tightly, and ran out of the room with a bowl in his hand as if fleeing.

Just walking to the side of the elevator, Fang Xiaomo, who came back to his senses, suddenly turned around, oops!

— Forgot the gloves.

Fang Zhimo glanced at the only glove left on his left hand, and curled the corners of his lips.

When I got home, it was already late.

But the nerves are very excited, do not want to sleep.

Fang Zhimo took off his shoes and entered the door, and neatly put the shoes into the shoe cabinet.

He walked into the bathroom, took a brief wash, and when he brushed his teeth in the mirror, he found a red mark on his neck.

No, it's a lot of red marks, connected together, like a strawberry field.

What the hell!

Fang Zhimo took a deep breath, but he accidentally swallowed the foam and spat it out for a long time before lifting his coughed rabbit eyes.

Kiss, hickey?

——Cheng Du left behind!

There was a red mark on the almost glowing white skin. Fang Zhimo felt that he couldn't look directly, so he lowered his eyes and quickly finished washing and lay down on the bed.

But my nerves were still very excited, and I couldn't sleep.

Or say that people can't get enlightened, once enlightened, don't sleep this night.

Fang Zhimo didn't fall asleep after tossing and turning for more than an hour, so he decided to just get up and watch a movie before falling asleep.

While flipping through the disc, the phone suddenly rang.

Bu Xun: [Are you asleep? ]

Fang Zhimo: […]

Bu Xun: [Aren't you asleep yet? ]

Fang Zhimo: [Watch a movie for a while. ]

Bu Xun: [Oh...are you free tomorrow?Come out for a drink. ]

Fang Zhimo: [Who are they? ]

Bu Xun: [Your brother, your brother-in-law, and me. ]

Fang Zhimo paused, he really didn't know when Bu Xun got along with Fang Ruohan and Xia Tian, ​​and he even got along better than his own brother in the past few years.

Fang Zhimo: [What time, where is it. ]

Bu Xun: [8 o'clock, Strange Bar. ]

After reading the time and place sent by Bu Xun, Fang Zhimo did not reply to the message, put the phone back on the fixed position on the table, set it up, and then put the selected disc in it.

The name of the disc is "The Artist". It is a sentimental silent film released last year, and the response is good.

Fang Zhimo took the quilt out of the room, lay on the soft leather sofa, and looked back at what happened just now.

——He can accept Cheng Du's kiss.

And it feels good.

That is to say-

Maybe he could go one step further... No, he had already decided to go one step further, and this was just the first hurdle to overcome.

And, it seemed, he got over it with ease?

Fang Zhimo closed his eyes and laughed under the blanket.

It's been a long time since he smiled like this.

Cheng Du.

... Cheng Du.

The author has something to say:

Cheng Xiaodu: Yesterday... I seem to be hugging something strange, Fang Xiaomo, did you see it?

Fang Xiaomo: Not yet, not yet. I haven't gone through the procedure. I should chase him first and wait until he likes me...

Cheng Xiaodu: President Yan sent me back yesterday...

Fang Xiaomo: What a fart, my daughter-in-law is about to run away with her (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻!!!