Porcelain industry leader

The Yuba has been turned on for a long time, and the temperature in the bathroom is even higher than that in the living room. As soon as I stepped in, I was greeted by a wave of warmth.

The warm yellow light made Song Yu unable to open his eyes.

The decoration of the bathroom is very similar to that at home, with transparent glass doors and a pure white sink, except that the walls are covered with dark blue tiles.

Gu Qingchi put him back on the ground, took off his cashmere sweater and threw it on the chair without pausing, and raised his hand to take off his shirt.

"Hey!" Song Yu pressed his hand, "Who can take off his shirt without unbuttoning it?"

With a smile, Gu Qingchi unbuttoned the two buttons on his neck, raised his hand again, and the shirt was also taken off.

Song Yu rolled his eyes helplessly, "I'm all wrinkled..."

Gu Qingchi pushed him into the shower room, "I'll wash it for you, and I'll iron it for you."

The water temperature was adjusted in advance, and when it came out, it was a moderate temperature. Song Yu stood under the shower and rubbed his body, stretched out his hand and squeezed some shower gel onto his neck.

Gu Qingchi took off his clothes unhurriedly, and he never took his eyes off Song Yu from the beginning to the end.

Song Yu's two long legs were stretched straight, and his little butt wanted to be twisted just looking at it.

Gu Qingchi raised his hand, took off the last piece of clothes, and walked in.

Song Yu turned his head and glanced at the beautiful muscles on Gu Qingchi's body, pouted his mouth and lowered his head, rubbed his flat belly, he could vaguely see the outline of some muscles.

Eating, sleeping and exercising together, how can Gu Qingchi's muscles look so good, and why is it so difficult to train eight-pack abs?

Gu Qingchi took a step forward, and hugged his waist from behind, "Let me see, have you cleaned it?"

"It's clean." Song Yu laughed, and he could smell the waves in Gu Qingchi's words.

Even the spacious bathroom seemed to become crowded in an instant.

The warm water washed over Song Yu's chest for a long time, making his fair skin slightly red.

Gu Qingchi raised his mouth, rested his chin on his shoulder, and ran his palms freely on his smooth belly and back, "I have to check."

Song Yu's legs were suddenly pressed against the glass door and he couldn't move, and his imprisoned body tensed up instantly.

Gu Qingchi's voice was soft and hoarse, full of temptation, even though he was pressed against the cold glass, Song Yu still felt that his whole body was burning hot.

Gu Qingchi raised the corners of his lips, bit his shoulder lightly, and then kissed along his shoulders all the way to his neck, chin, and earlobes.

The sound of running water in the bathroom couldn't cover up the sucking sound wrapped in strong lust. Song Yu closed his eyes shyly.

Gu Qingchi tilted his head to enclose his earlobe, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked his earlobe lightly like a kitten.

Song Yu's body was extremely sensitive to being teased, and his fingertips began to tremble slightly. He really wanted to respond to Gu Qingchi's overtures, but his body was so stiff that he couldn't move at all.

The limbs were heavy from the heat, and the mind was a little swollen.

Imagining Gu Qingchi's movements in the next second, a thin layer of blush appeared on his cheeks.

"Why do I like you so much? I like you more and more every day." Lu Qingchi's arm slid across his chest, carrying a small electric current.

When Song Yu heard this, his knees softened and he almost knelt down. He immediately reached out to hold the glass door, and stammered, "I don't know..."

Gu Qingchi laughed, opened his mouth and exhaled, then lightly bit the skin of his neck, and slid his left hand down his waist.

From the corner of the eye, Song Yu's palms on the door gradually closed into fists.

Gu Qingchi raised his right hand to cover Song Yu's head, his fingers tightened his soft hair, and the tip of his nose rubbed against his ear, "I like the smell of you."

"Hmm..." Song Yu's eyes hung slightly, his whole body was limp like a ball of mud, and he was completely speechless.

"Then do you like me?" Gu Qingchi fingered skillfully.

Song Yu almost fainted, "Of course I like it."

"Really?" The corner of Gu Qingchi's mouth raised an imperceptible smile, "Then why do you like me?"

What Song Yu couldn't resist the most was Gu Qingchi whispering in his ear, especially in this situation, completely lost his ability to think, and blurted out, "I like you no matter what."

Of course, this sentence is what he thought from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't need to use his brain at all.

"Are you sure? You like me no matter what?" Gu Qingchi tilted his head and licked Song Yu's Adam's Apple, his moist and hot breath sweeping over his neck.

Song Yu's heart was beating violently, and the pleasure that swept over him like a storm made him tremble uncontrollably, his mind froze completely, he let out a drowsy "um", and repeated, "I like it no matter what. "

Gu Qingchi raised the corners of his lips contentedly, and waited until he had no strength to stand up straight.

……

Song Yu pressed his forehead against the glass door and panted heavily, his lips trembled slightly, and there was still a blush on his face that had not faded in time.

The mind is detached from pleasure and satisfaction.

After gradually regaining consciousness, Song Yu turned around and glanced at Gu Qingchi, lowered his head and smirked, and said softly, "Let me help you."

Gu Qingchi clenched his wrist, put it to his lips and kissed it, "No need."

Song Yu tilted his head slightly, slightly puzzled.

Because the usual Gu Qingchi would not let him go so easily, wishing he could hold his fingers and press down.

"Why?" Song Yu felt that Brother Gu was quite energetic.

"Aren't you sleepy?" Gu Qingchi smiled, turned off the shower and raised a hand to wrap Song Yu with a towel.

"Ah?" Song Yu was stunned for a while, but didn't react much.

Did Gu Qingchi take the wrong medicine today?

Could it be that he dislikes his poor driving skills?

Song Yu opened his mouth, but he was really embarrassed to ask this question.

Before he could conceive of a tactful question, Gu Qingchi also wrapped up his nightgown and walked out of the shower room.

"It's really unnecessary?" Song Yu was pushed forward, turning his head from time to time, stroking Gu Qingchi's lower back and abdomen unwillingly, trying to tease him.

Gu Qingchi smiled, put his arms around his waist, wobbled to the edge of the bed and sat down, "I have a gift for you."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows happily, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Naturally, the bath towel can't cover anything.

Gu Qingchi's Adam's apple rolled, he restrained the urge to push him down with a palm, and moved his eyes away from his white thighs with difficulty.

Gu Qingchi took out a palm-sized square gift box from the small bag next to the bed and handed it to him.

Song Yu untied the navy blue ribbon, opened the lid and laughed, "Why did you think of giving me this?"

"The bottle of your perfume is all gone. I bought the same series as yours. The earth after the rain." Gu Qingchi raised his chin, "Do you like it after smelling it? I smell better than yours before." The one I used was lighter."

Song Yu sprayed it behind Gu Qingchi's ear, and it took half a minute for the fragrance to gradually permeate.

The taste of citrus and orange mixed together is so fresh that you can't wait to open your mouth to take a bite.

"It smells so good," Song Yu sniffed twice, "It smells so good, I like it very much."

"This one has to get close to smell the fragrance." Gu Qingchi pulled him into his arms maliciously, rubbing his thigh restlessly with his palms.

Song Yu raised his head and kissed his chin, "I can smell it, my daughter-in-law who smells like oranges."

Gu Qingchi smiled, patted the pillow to signal him to lie down, "Lie on your stomach, don't you say your legs are sore, I'll give you a massage, otherwise you won't be able to walk tomorrow."

Song Yu didn't think about it at all, and lay down on the bed full of joy, and shook his calf, "Thank you, wife."

"You're welcome." Gu Qingchi raised the corner of his mouth, pressing back and forth on the sore muscles of his calf.

Feeling sore again and again, Song Yu buried his head in the pillow and hummed in comfort. Gu Qingchi's hands were quite strong, but the strength of his fingertips was just right.

Whenever Gu Qingchi pressed down, he always felt that the strength of the soreness seemed to break through the limit, but unexpectedly found that he could still bear it.

The behavior of pain and pleasure is probably massage.

Gu Qingchi pressed for him for more than ten minutes, and the palm of his hand slipped from his calf to his lower back unconsciously.

Song Yu's waist was much stronger than his calves, but he felt a little sleepy after being pressed twice by Gu Qingchi.

He turned his head and closed his eyes.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt a chill on his right wrist.

With a "click", the wrist was pulled to the head of the bed.

Song Yu opened his eyes in bewilderment, moved his arm, and a silver-white light flashed in front of his eyes.

Handcuffs! ! !

Song Yu's consciousness suddenly came to his senses, and he turned to look at Gu Qingchi, "What the hell is this?"

"Handcuffs." Gu Qingchi smiled with crooked brows, but at this moment he seemed a little malicious.

"I know it's handcuffs, why did you handcuff me!?" Song Yu clenched his fists and pulled hard, but found that he couldn't move at all.

The other loop of the handcuffs was fixed on the head of the bed, and the wood was thicker than his wrist.

What puzzled him the most was where did Gu Qingchi get the handcuffs! ?

Gu Qingchi bent down to hold him down, wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, and flicked the handcuffs with the other.

The silver handcuffs made a crisp sound.

"Do you know where I found this thing?" Gu Qingchi leaned behind his ear and asked softly.

"I..." Song Yu didn't dare to turn his head to look at him, and roughly guessed something, but he was embarrassed to admit it, "I don't know."

"It's in the interlayer of your suitcase," Gu Qingchi mercilessly opened him up, "I was shocked at the time, and then I found some...hehe..."

Song Yu frowned and swallowed, sweat was about to drip from his forehead.

"... Strange thing." A condom and a bottle of lubricating fluid suddenly appeared in Gu Qingchi's hand.

Song Yu was speechless, feeling like he was being executed publicly.

Why was it discovered by Gu Qingchi! ?

He obviously hid it well!

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be lazy, and I would pack my clothes by myself!

Gu Qingchi raised his eyebrows and shook the lubricating fluid, "What is this for?"

Song Yu frowned slightly, and looked away.

"Ah?" Gu Qingchi pinched the bottle of lubricant, touched his face, and asked eagerly.

Song Yu's face burned instantly, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't bear it.

He moved his eyeballs and smiled, "Help me uncuff the handcuffs, and I'll teach you how to use them. It's very comfortable to wipe on my body."

"Oh... wipe it on your body." Gu Qingchi smiled slyly, and slid one hand into the towel along his spine.

Song Yu turned his head sensitively and stared at him, "What are you doing?"

"It will be more comfortable to study how to use this thing." Gu Qingchi lightly pecked his ear.

"You..." Song Yu felt something strange before he finished speaking. He raised his neck and let out an "ah" and twisted his waist, "Gu Qingchi! What the fuck are you doing! Let me go!"

"No." Gu Qingchi quickly replied, the smile on the corner of his mouth hadn't stopped yet.

He really likes to see Song Yu blowing his hair, it's very cute.

Song Yu thumped hard twice, stretched out his hand to push Gu Qingchi, various unhealthy images had already appeared in his mind.

But the problem is!

What an idiot Gu Qingchi knows! ?

"Let go of me!" He shook his arms, if he didn't release the handcuffs, he would not be Gu Qingchi's opponent at all.

Although it may not win if you untie it, at least you can turn over and flop twice. How is this different from a salted fish thrown ashore?

Gu Qingchi clenched his wrist with the other hand effortlessly, and pressed it on top of his head, "Didn't you say that you like everything about me?"

"You don't like me like this?" Gu Qingchi softened his tone, and rubbed Song Yu's neck coquettishly.

Song Yu lost his temper instantly after being rubbed by him, but at the same time, his body sensed the invasion of foreign enemies, and he was immediately sensitive to the clarity of the Lingtai, and he clenched his fists and cursed in a low voice.

With a smile in his eyes, Gu Qingchi kept kissing and licking his neck, drawing back and forth on his shoulder blades with the tip of his tongue.

Song Yu raised his neck and panted lightly.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that Gu Qingchi was not some innocent little white rabbit at all, but a living wolf with a big tail!

No wonder there is a purpose in being so proactive and passionate about purging him in the bathroom!

Seeing that he was no longer resisting, Gu Qingchi increased the strength of his fingertips. Song Yu let out a gasp with his eyes loose, and leaned his neck back and breathed out with difficulty.

It's not that he doesn't want to resist, it's that he really doesn't have the strength to move anymore, his limbs are like soaking in deep water, and he feels strong resistance every second.

Gu Qingchi's strength was too great.

He vowed to train his muscles well in the future.

Song Yu's muscles and bones were so soft that he almost gave up resisting.

Gu Qingchi's low panting was heard next to his ears, like a wild beast trying to restrain itself from tearing up its prey.

The whole room is filled with a smell of lust.

Lu Qingchi's lips kept licking and rubbing against his skin, licking and licking, tirelessly.

Song Yu's lower abdomen surged with small electric currents, and he actually enjoyed his tenderness.

"Do you like it?" Gu Qingchi lightly bit Song Yu's shoulder, "Brother."

Song Yu felt like his head was about to explode. Normally, asking him to call his brother would be like killing him, but calling him brother on the bed was very active.

He responded vaguely: "I like a fart..."

"It's okay, you don't like it..." Gu Qingchi tore off his towel and threw it aside, "I like it."

Song Yu cursed and rolled his eyes.

The thin bath towel hung from the edge of the bed and slid onto the wooden floor bit by bit.

With his naked body exposed to the air, coupled with the provocative words, Song Yu's ears and cheeks had already turned red.

His brain, which had been down for a long time, was engaged in an intense ideological struggle in stopping Gu Qingchi and continuing to do it.

In fact, it's not impossible to go down there, it just needs a little psychological preparation...

Just when he was full of thoughts, Gu Qingchi held the bottle cap with one hand and was about to unscrew it. Song Yu, who had a very strong desire to survive, took the opportunity to grab the bottle body.

"Let go of me, I'll teach you." Song Yu looked at him longingly, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

Gu Qingchi smiled, "Actually, I can understand the instructions." His fingertips went straight into the bottle and brought some liquid out.

Song Yu could only watch helplessly as Gu Qingchi's palm slid down his lower back.

Strawberry flavor.

He smelled it very clearly.

In the next second, Song Yu was shuddered by Weiliang's fingers. He gripped the bed sheet tightly and cursed, "Gu Qingchi, you bastard!... Take it easy, take it easy..."

Gu Qingchi straddled his thigh and pressed his upper body down.

Song Yu's eyes collapsed from the pain, he gasped for breath, and the curse words he uttered became broken, "I'm going to die..."

Light blue blood vessels burst out from Song Yu's clenched fists and forehead.

Gu Qingchi's throat twitched, and all the tyrannical factors in his body were hooked up, but when he saw Song Yu's furrowed eyebrows, he couldn't bear it.

After a little hesitation, he slowed down the rhythm of his body, stroking Song Yu's waist with his right hand, "Is this still uncomfortable?"

Song Yu gritted his teeth and did not speak, and plunged into the soft pillow, only two small red ears were exposed.

Gu Qingchi kept kissing against his back, and his breathing became more and more heavy.

Accompanied by deepening again and again, Song Yu's throat finally overflowed with a muffled moan.

Gu Qingchi's three souls and seven souls were hooked by this muffled groan, he clasped Song Yu's waist with one hand, and turned him over.

Song Yu was limp and powerless, without any resistance, he raised his hand to cover the glare of the light, and there was still a thin layer of mist on his eyelashes.

Gu Qingchi looked at the person below him with burning eyes, bent down and kissed his eyes.

Song Yu didn't open his eyes, raised his hand to hook his neck, and rubbed it twice.

Feeling the gradual softening of his attitude, Gu Qingchi happily pulled a pillow under his waist, and pushed Song Yu's legs away with his knees effortlessly.

He leaned down and bit Song Yu's lips.

Song Yu unconsciously parted his lips, even though Gu Qingchi invaded and captured him maliciously, before he had time to regain his senses, he was struck with a shudder.

He especially wanted to curse, but at the same time, he enjoyed Gu Qingchi's gentle and domineering entanglement.

As he said, no matter what Gu Qingchi is, he still likes him.

Song Yu touched the remote control with his backhand, intending to turn off the chandelier.

Because this picture is too obscene and shameful, I can't even imagine what I look like in Gu Qingchi's eyes now.

Gu Qingchi caught sight of the movement of his hand from the corner of his eye, and didn't try to stop him.

In the next second, the room was plunged into darkness.

As a result, the expression on Song Yu's face relaxed a lot, no longer frowning to resist, but poking out the tip of his tongue to seduce Gu Qingchi's deeper desire.

Gu Qingchi clasped his waist tightly with both hands, a thin layer of sweat covered his body.

Panting heavily like a beast...

Song Yu only felt that thousands of insects and ants were gnawing on his body, and his fingers wanted to pinch into Gu Qingchi's flesh and blood.

He clenched his teeth to prevent himself from making any sound, panting rapidly with his head raised.

Massage is not the only thing that brings pain and pleasure.

"Baby..." Gu Qingchi whispered softly in his ear, and at the same time rubbed his ears together, he groped down his lower abdomen with his right hand.

Song Yu's pupils dilated instantly, and a bone-piercing gasp slipped out from the corner of his lips.

Gu Qingchi breathed out suddenly, pressed his hands to the top of his head, buried his chin between his neck, and said hoarsely, "Call me husband?"

Song Yu bent his knees and pressed against Gu Qingchi's side waist, and the result was a stormy meal.

It was the first time in Song Yu's life that he could not utter a whole sentence with his mouth open, and his head seemed to explode.

Nothing but "ah".