Multiple crimes

Yuan Ziyou was lying on his back on the bed, his hands still refused to be honest, he always wanted to touch and pinch the person who was wrapped around him.It took Er Zhurong a lot of effort to hold him down, and strip off all the clothes wrapped around his arms.

He himself was also naked, with one hand propped on the side of the pillow to cover Yuan Ziyou under his body, and the other hand pinching the other's shoulder, slowly brushing across the chest, and then along the waistline all the way to the Next: "Say I'm sanctimonious... Who is sanctimonious? Huh?"

Yuan Ziyou panted with his eyes closed and didn't answer, but after a while he opened his eyes and laughed, and reached out and touched Er Zhurong's body.

Er Zhurong was always in a state of being ready to move, but when he was stimulated, his whole body became alert, and immediately raised his head half-softly and half-hardly.Cursing secretly, he pulled off Yuan Ziyou's obscene pants, and rolled up one of his thighs maliciously.

Er Zhurong's methods were vicious on the battlefield, but his behavior in bed was very good and upright. He never had any strange hobbies, and even if he was full of malice, he would at best strike hard.And Yuan Ziyou was determined to get close to him, so he stretched his limbs and let him rub them without any resistance, and after a long time, he actually felt a little bit of pleasure.

Er Zhurong moved forward very slowly, and his movements were not rough, so the dull pain was just a dull pain, and it would not tear him apart.Yuan Ziyou breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to put on the man's shoulder, kneaded it twice, and then wrapped it around the neck to the back of the head, and wrapped his fingers around the hair tie that was tied up indiscriminately.

Er Zhurong only felt the back of his head loosen, and the hair tie was pulled away.Long, straight black hair fell down, heavily covering Yuan Ziyou's head and face.

Squinting his eyes and brushing away the hair scattered around his eyes, Yuan Ziyou stretched out his arms to hold his cheek.

The thick black hair was like a curtain that isolated the heads and faces of the two of them from the outside world, and Er Zhurong's expression became blurred under the faint light.Yuan Ziyou could only vaguely feel that his face was full of pain, his brows were furrowed, his lips were slightly parted, and he was panting silently.

"It's good, it's great... Now I only have you in my eyes, and you can't see anything but me."

Yuan Ziyou laughed after thinking about it.Rubbing the skin under his palm almost in admiration, he bent his arms and hugged Er Zhurong's back again, pulling his entire upper body down with a sudden force.

The man bent down according to his strength, and let out a soft hum from his nasal cavity.

Yuan Ziyou tried to retract his arm again, but seeing that he couldn't press it any lower, he curled up to get close to Er Zhurong's body, first rubbed the tip of his nose against the skin under the collarbone, and then bit it down. his chest.

He used to do this often when he was making out with the concubines in the Changle Palace, and the concubines also liked his behavior, not only not afraid, but also took the initiative to bring his breasts forward.Er Zhurong's body was not as soft and fragrant as a woman's, but it was delicate and smooth enough. Her fair skin was full of elasticity, and she blushed under the emotion.Yuan Ziyou first gnawed along the slightly protruding muscle on one side, leaving long wet marks along the way, and then grabbed the small brown bead on the side of his chest in one mouthful.

Er Zhurong's body trembled and let out an inaudible groan, and the movements below him also stopped.No woman dared to be so intimate with him, so he never knew that he could experience pleasure in this way.Yuan Ziyou's mouth seemed to be hiding an electric current, and it ran from the heart to the tailbone cleverly, and the tingling feeling was so strong that it made one's heart palpitate.

Yuan Ziyou felt the emotion of the person on his body, and wanted to concoct the other side in accordance with the law.But Er Zhurong didn't want to, he freed his hand to grab his jaw and pushed it out.Yuan Ziyou's caress was enthusiastic and nervous, almost adoring, and it was unbearable to refuse.However, if he wants to be led by the nose, he absolutely cannot allow it.

The man's movements are simple and neat, without extra tricks, and he doesn't know if he won't please people, or if he doesn't want to please at all.From the beginning to the end, Yuan Ziyou didn't actually feel the real pleasure, but just relied on the other party's voice and limited skin-to-skin contact for some comfort.However, Er Zhurong, who was behind him, became more and more courageous, his muscles were tense, and even his breathing was trembling, obviously he had been deeply involved in the mist.

Joy always retreats faster than it comes.After Bi Erzhurong woke up in the gradually cooling air, he staggered up and stepped back from Yuan Ziyou. He began to regret his impulsiveness just now.

This love affair came a bit inexplicably, almost like a dream.However, the fact was before his eyes, Yuan Ziyou was lying naked on his bed with his things still under his body - he had put the emperor to sleep.

After a while, Er Zhurong rubbed his aching temples and walked to the door of the room, planning to ask someone to bring some hot water to wash his body first.

"It's not my fault. He came to the door himself...he forced me..."

Hot water was delivered quickly.Er Zhurong glanced at Yuan Ziyou, who looked like a corpse, and decided to deal with himself first and then feel comfortable.Half body submerged in the water and finding a comfortable position to lean on, he cleared his throat and said, "If you don't mind, you can sleep here tonight... If you want to go back, I'll send someone to see you off."

Yuan Ziyou didn't seem to hear what he said, and lay face down on the bed, motionless.My mind is still very clear, but I have no strength in my limbs - I can't move, and I don't want to move.

After having a good time with a man, he actually didn't feel ashamed in his heart.Er Zhurong is young and handsome, exuding light all over his body. He likes him and is willing to get close to him.But closeness and intimacy are still different.He gave up his identity and threw himself into his arms to get close to him, but he just couldn't get close to him.

Yuan Ziyou has always been heartless in bed, he can still play when the sky is falling, and there is never a time when he doesn't have a good time.However, just now Er Zhurong's resolute withdrawal made him experience the feeling of loss for the first time.Without tenderness and companionship, once the pressure on his back was lost, it would appear empty and cold, instantly stiffening his limbs so that he could not move.

Er Zhurong washed his body and stepped out of the bucket dripping wetly. While wiping, he said, "Get up quickly if you don't want to go back. Take a shower before going to bed..." Seeing Yuan Ziyou still indifferent after a while, he personally He wrung out the towel and walked forward.

There were not many stains on Yuan Ziyou's body, only some stains were on the buttocks and thighs, which was the evidence of having just experienced love affairs.

Er Zhurong had never served anyone before, but he still knew small tasks such as wiping his body.Sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, he first gently wiped off all the stains, and then parted Yuan Ziyou's legs worriedly.

The place that had just undergone human affairs had just endured a lot of development, and although it was not injured or bleeding, it was pitifully swollen.Er Zhurong wrapped his finger in a towel and poked it there, frowned and said, "Does it hurt?"

Yuan Ziyou twitched when he heard the words, bent his elbows and struggled slowly.

Er Zhurong only thought that he had something to say to himself, and when he saw that he was struggling to move, he stretched out his hand to help him.Unexpectedly, Yuan Ziyou turned over without saying a word, just stared at himself and panted, his eyes were red as if he was about to cry, but his brows were fiercely knit together.

Er Zhurong had never been able to stand his eccentric look, and now he became impatient seeing that he showed no signs of speaking, and the pity he had just cultivated disappeared completely.Putting the towel away and straightening up, he said coldly: "Don't play with me, I never forced you. If you feel wronged..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Ziyou suddenly reached out and grabbed his skirt and pulled it down, and kissed his lips as soon as he raised his head.

Er Zhurong was caught off guard by his kiss, the corner of his mouth was almost bleeding, and his chin was so painful.Frantically pushing Yuan Ziyou away and pressing him back onto the pillow, he jumped up and retreated to the end of the bed as if avoiding the plague: "You...you are so rotten!"

Yuan Ziyou was not angry either, he raised his hand and made a "come here" gesture to Er Zhurong, and at the same time his lips pursed and made a loud "chirp".

"I'm not interested!" Er Zhurong felt that his behavior was very much like a dissolute noble boy, and he was extremely contemptuous in his heart.Avoiding Yuan Ziyou and crawling to the inner side of the bed, he rolled up the quilt and lay down on his own: "You should cool down for a while, you won't want to do that thing after you cool down."