He likes you

Entering the house, Shang Yan put the heavy object in his hand on the chest of drawers, took the coat that He Yao took off, and hung it on the coat rack.Then he kissed He Yao's cheek.

He Yao seldom shyly said: "Now that you have everything in your hands, you won't be shy anymore."

Shang Yan has a kind of education and needs to complete homework as a matter of course.He hugged He Yao and kissed him, holding He Yao in his arms.

Shang Yan's body was relatively large, and He Yao was held in his arms, looking slender and completely helpless.

They kissed at the entrance for a long time, and there was a temperature reaction from Shang Yan's bottom, which made He Yao who was addicted to this kiss sober.

He originally wanted the kiss to end here, and both parties needed to calm down.

But Shangyan didn't give him a chance to stop.

"Below, I feel so uncomfortable..." Shang Yan rubbed against He Yao, and begged in a soft tone, "Mr. He, help me."

He Yao's brain went blank, and he grabbed Shang Yan's back with a bewildered hand, and put it on Shang Yan without knowing it.

This is the only way to help him.

Turning on the faucet, He Yao reached into the trickling water column and split the water column into two.

Shang Yan is like the water that won't leave when it falls on his hands, it is very sticky to him, trying to make him so wet.

He Yao bought an automatic blender, and wanted to make more butter that Shangyan made that day.

Shang Yan was busy with him in the kitchen, the kitchen was narrow, and the stagnant air could easily heat up.

He Yao took a sip of the freshly made cream, and the cream remained at the corner of his mouth.

Shang Yan told him that he was touched again.This time there was no need for He Yao to speak, Shang Yan took the initiative to lower his head and help him lick the cream off the corner of his mouth.Then the lips of the two people were naturally attached to each other.

Shang Yan hugged He Yao, let him sit on the kitchen table, squeezed between him, this position seems to be more comfortable for kissing.

The taste of cream is in their mouths, passing each other with the help of their tongues.They compete for the sweetness in each other's mouth, and desperately give each other sweetness.

He Yao's startled voice came out and trembled slightly.

Shang Yan's hand was wandering around inside his clothes, when he touched a place he had never touched before, He Yao moved uncomfortably.

Shang Yan seemed to like He Yao's expression very much, so he repeated the old trick and tried hard.

He Yao swallowed his voice back, grabbed his hand a little angrily, and said with a blushing face, "Enough!" He got off the kitchen counter, continued to whip up his butter, and didn't talk to Shang Yan.

Shang Yan calmed down for two seconds, and hugged He Yao's waist from behind.He kissed He Yao's neck and ears, and said softly, "Mr. He, I really like you."

After He Yao heard his confession, he still didn't say a word, but his body was getting hotter and hotter, and the red on his face spread to his whole body.

It rained for a whole month, and it almost brought He Yao's temper out.With less rain, business is bleak.When it rains heavily, they don't even have to go out, and they are destined to have no business.

He Yao is always in a bad mood these days.

Shang Yan put away the clothes hanging on the balcony, twisted it, and water could come out.

Looking at those wet clothes, He Yao said with a sad face, "I have no clothes to wear tonight."

Shang Yan transferred all the clothes to the room and hung them on the hangers in the room: "I still have them, you can wear mine."

"Your clothes are so big, how can I wear them?"

Even though he said so, when he takes a bath at night, He Yao still has to wear Shang Yan's clothes.

Shang Yan's top, He Yao can use it as a skirt, and a T-shirt that is long to the thigh, and the neckline is still falling down, revealing half of the shoulder.The trousers were also very big, hanging to the ground, and after walking two steps, they slipped down.

Shang Yan couldn't help laughing.

He Yao lifted up his trousers and said angrily, "Didn't you tighten your trousers a little?"

Looking at the baggy clothes on his body, Shang Yan felt very uncomfortable.

He said: "Mr. He, otherwise, you still don't want to wear it."

"?" He Yao: "I never taught you to play hooligans, why do you like playing hooligans so much now?"

Shang Yan's expression was very serious, and he said bluntly: "I don't want to either. But when I see you, I can't help but have these thoughts."

He Yao was quiet for a while, and with the spirit of death, asked: "What else do you think of me?"

Shang Yan didn't speak.Lift your eyes and look at him.Sincere eyes are full of sincerity and longing.

At the beginning of relief, Shang Yan will often have hot emotions towards him.Sometimes relying on hands alone is not enough.

It just happened to be such a dreary rainy season, with a dreary mood.He hooked all He Yao's pent-up emotions, and the gods, earth and ghosts couldn't stop them from pouring out.

He Yao's bed was not very wide, and the two men squeezed together, making it look a little smaller.If there is a big movement, the foot of the bed will ring.

He Yao's body was bitten by Shang Yan, leaving a red streak on the left and a tooth mark on the right.He laughed when Shang Yan touched his waist, and then hissed when he was bitten, pushed him and said, "Why are you gnawing? Like a puppy."

"I'll take it easy."

Shang Yan is very clear about the next steps.It was so clear that He Yao was moved strangely, he couldn't help but think of the video he showed him that day, and asked, "Did you secretly watch the...?"

"..." Shang Yan didn't deny it, and remained silent for a long while in embarrassment. He was afraid that He Yao would be worried, so he comforted him, "Although it's different, I know what to do. It won't hurt you."

He Yao said that he would not believe it, and immediately, with his face on the pillow, he was turned over.

The snow-white quilt was covered with white waves all night.It was Shang Yan's first taste of it, one time was not enough, he had to do it a few more times, He Yao was really tossed.Throughout the night, the screaming was repeated in twists and turns, just like the sound at the foot of the bed, and it never stopped.

The moderate rain outside the house was still falling irritablely and stickily, continuously and continuously.