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"What are you doing, be honest."

Hold him down with a tissue, and look up at the uninvited guest standing at the door, "What's the matter?"

There was gall in his mouth, but he had to answer, still maintaining a gentlemanly demeanor, "I heard that you were hospitalized, so I came to say hello, it happens that the dean of this house is my uncle, if you need help, please contact me. explain."

It's a coincidence, but the matter of Eggy should not bother outsiders.

"No, I can handle it myself."

Shao Kou also complained, everything can highlight you.

"Okay, then I won't bother you."

Turning around and going out with a disheveled face, he gritted his teeth and made a phone call, "Help me check that man again."

His little guy really made him a little anxious.

The two people in the ward didn't pay attention to him at all. Bian Mu lowered his head again this time, and was careful not to touch his wound. It was considered finished shaving. As soon as he stood up straight, he was forcefully split by the old man and hung up on the sink On the side, his hands and wrists were pressed against the mirror, and then this old pervert shamelessly pressed down again, approaching, and whispered regretfully, "I didn't bring a watch."

So, hehehe, there is no such thing as the agreed 5 minutes.

People say that kissing is self-taught, only rolling, sticking, is the best feeling of electric shock, one touch away, and then fanatical possession, Shao Kou is an irregular mover, he originally pressed the body He lowered the man's wrist, hungrily drank his honey water, and changed into a gesture of clasping his hands, slightly raised his face to see his flushed cheeks, half-closed eyes and raised head, Shao Kou suddenly As long as he has a sense of accomplishment, he is also comfortable, and he loves it too, which undoubtedly greatly increases his motivation. This time, it is a gentle breeze, intermittent kisses, first his eyes, then the wet and hot tip of his nose, and then It was the red lips that were bitten, and when they moved back and forth, they could still pour out to tease him, "Is it comfortable?"

Bian Mu has lost the ability to answer, he is trapped in the intertwined love network struggling, between ice and fire, can't figure out what is right, but he likes it, the trembling feeling all over his body hits him unprecedentedly, even , something that would never be reported stood up excitedly, he could feel the wetness of his palms, the bulging of the muscles close to him, everything became slow motion, his eyes were still so deep and gloomy, which could evoke You will go crazy too.

Fog appeared on the edge of the mirror on which the back was leaning, making the reflected figures of the two people somewhat blurred, but the enthusiasm remained undiminished. Shao Kou is a wolf, and he wanted to tear apart the bones of the little sheep to eat meat, but today The little sheep is very well-behaved, pulling his left hand down, while the upper one grabs his earlobe and discusses, "You broke it for me, so I have to help test it, is it working or not?"

To put it bluntly, men should give their first time to their left and right hands, and Bian Mu happens to be a cold type, and he has never been in the past. He used to think that he could match him only with spiritual resonance, not Physically, due to various unspeakable reasons, Shao Kou hasn't done it himself for decades, and these few times are dedicated to this man. It may be easier for two men to accept it, and they will be more sympathetic. It's simple, there is no shyness, it's all done according to one's own desires, not only the heart is hot, but also the palm of the hand.

The cold mirror seems to be covered with a layer of veil, the ups and downs of panting are constantly warming it, the skin under the slightly faded clothes is constantly adding heat to it, the button of the sink is lifted for some reason, and the switch is booming The sound of the running water became more and more presumptuous, Shao Kou hurriedly pressed his hand against it, the hoarseness between his lips and teeth became more and more serious, Bian Mu was holding back so much that he almost rose to the sky, and bit his teeth slightly soberly, can you let him catch my breath?

So, the overwhelmed situation finally came to an end, and Bian Muji, who was finally able to free his mouth, said, "3 minutes, it's perfect."

Damn, who the hell is 3 minutes?

"Let's do it again, I'll get my watch, you wait for me."

This is related to the dignity of a man, and we must not just laugh it off like this.

Shao Kou supported him to go out, the bathroom was too small to do anything, but the ward was quite big, but it smelled of disinfectant, "Let's go home, okay?"

Bian Mu, who was lying on his shoulder, understood what he meant. He wanted to go back to the second floor, and it happened that he thought so too.

He clenched his fist and smashed the back of his head, "It coincides with each other."

Hehe, the way of expressing ambiguity is always so embarrassing.

After the agreement was made, they were directly discharged from the hospital, and then drove the car all the way back. When they came, Bian Mu took the leading position. When they came back, it was Shao Kou who completely counterattacked and became the slowest driver in history.

It was the end of spring and summer solstice, and the mountain where they went back happened to be green and lush, and it was very pleasant to see people. Bian Mu took a drawing board and drew a panorama on the hillside, and the man behind made something to eat. At this time, the bayberries were just delicious. It will be too sour, wash it with river water, roll up your trouser legs and go down to catch fish. The upstream of this area should be a fish pond. He saw several big carp, probably escaped from prison, so he found some sticks and lit them. After the fish was cleaned up, he sprinkled some salt and set it on the fire to roast. Bian Mu smelled the smell and came over, wearing a pair of dark glasses, he came to bury him again, "I said you are a savage, when will you be able to do things better?"

Shao Kou was speechless for a moment, then retorted, "You."

What the hell?

Bian Mu looked at the man sitting on the rock and gave him a weird smile, and then explained, "I'm just doing you, and it's very classy in this matter."

Fuck, this sweet talk instantly made his legs go weak.

"You old pervert, you've let yourself go completely, haven't you?"

Shao Kou resumed the simple and honest smile before, "You don't dislike me."

There's no way to chat anymore, Bian Mu eats meat, he eats bones, and when it's over, the two men lie on their backs on the hillside, grabbing the grass and talking sweetly, "Be honest, when did you treat me wrong?" Thought?"

Bian Mu always felt that the relationship between the two of them was developing too quickly, and it was hard to understand why they got together in a daze.

"Naturally, when I think about you doing things at night, I can even imagine your face when I close my eyes."

Oh?

Bian Mu didn't believe it, he was a veritable painter.

"I'll give you a drawing board, and you draw one for me with your eyes closed."

Here comes the more realistic rhythm, drunk, this is a feeling, how to draw?

"Ancestor, I'm just describing it, can you stop embarrassing me?"

The weather was pretty good at first, but I got awkward just talking about it. Why don't you just do something you love, don't wait for him to say, turn over and press on him, "Small mouth is very sweet, if you have to say something that doesn't attract people's attention, this is punishment .”

Fuck, don't make excuses for your selfishness, just kiss as much as you want, it's ridiculous to find any reason.

Bian Mu is not easy to mess with. Taking advantage of the moment when he sticks out his tongue, he clicks and bites, wrapping his arm with one hand and turning over, turning him on top and the old goat on the bottom. He licks his chin, feeling bored. Looking at his stinky face with a smile, "Why, you don't want to be suppressed? Who stipulated that you are the one above?"

He pushed his finger towards the place in his backyard, and hummed provocatively.

Xiao Tsundere's appearance is so damn cute, "There is no rule, are you sure you want to talk about this?"

In a relationship between the sexes, it's hard to say who's up and who's down, ahem.

"I'm going to do the above."

I am the boss.

Shao Kou hooked his fingers around his buttocks, teasing him back and forth, and the words he said hurt people very much, "It's just that pocket gadget, I don't think you can even find a hole."

The man above was tickled a little by him, and he flinched back with a foolish smile, and when he heard it clearly, his seven orifices were bloody, "You, you..."

Unable to refute, he was flipped over and pressed face down on the grass, his nose was full of fragrance, and then his lower body felt cold, this old bastard, what a fart.

"Don't think too far, I'm afraid you'll be in the car for too long, so I'll give you a massage."

Who massages and presses in the middle, thinks he is stupid?

"You idiot, stop it."

Bian Mu became annoyed and turned around to shout at him.

Apparently, the man behind was devoted to blowing his ass, and didn't have time to listen to his explanation. His massage techniques were quite superb, and he concentrated on loosening his pine tail vertebrae, and then went all the way up.

Although he was on the uncomfortable grass, Shao Kou still served him comfortably. The summer clothes were thin, and there was a dark mark on the chest of the man lying on him. The slight breeze just reduced the impetuosity, leaving only anger.

After a fuss, it was half dark and it was still unusually hot. Shao Kou lay beside him and looked at him with his arms propped up, "It's comfortable this time."

Bian Mu hummed drowsily, and then realized, "No, it's not comfortable."

He was so comfortable that he was about to die. This old man's hands were strong, and the acupuncture points were pinched accurately. He was so comfortable to the bone, but he couldn't admit it. Doesn't this mean that he was indirectly agreed to be on it?

The resolute Bian Mu still didn't hold on, and fell asleep faintly.

The man next to him laughed for a long time, carried him into the car, and continued on the road without bumping as much as possible.

When Bian Mu woke up again, it was already full of stars outside, and he couldn't find a hotel to stay?

"Oh, it's hard to sleep, why didn't you find a place to rest?"

The man in the driver's seat also thought about it, too much time wasted just now, and he was running out of gas, so he could only go towards the gas station, and replied in a muffled voice, "I didn't find it."

Shit, Bian Mu immediately regained his energy. The navigation is useless. You can’t find a hotel. I think you’re just having fun and wasting time. “I don’t care. You have to eat and sleep.”

What else are you going to do?

Shao Kou was helpless, "Uh, how about I sing a song to ease the awkward atmosphere."

If you don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures.

"Fuck off."

Don't be angry, anger is not good for the skin.

"Then shall I read you a poem?"

The literary and artistic skills are so good, why don't you go to sing?

Shao Kou coughed, and naturally started Fan, "Walking in the mountains, Du Mu, far away on the cold mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people in the place where the white clouds are born. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, and the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February."

I heard that Bian Mu sprayed it when I parked and sat in Aifenglin at night. Why does his serious poem change its taste as soon as it reaches your mouth?

On the other hand, he was still stunned, "This poem perfectly fits our artistic conception just now, but it is a maple forest, and we are a poplar forest."

Bian Mu was speechless, and didn't want to talk about literature with an idiot.

"Shut up and drive, don't talk, no one will think you are dumb."

The author has something to say: Bian Mu: Little dumb, stick out your tongue, let me check it for you.

Shao Kou: Doctor, my tongue is fine. If you don’t believe me, I’ll lick an ice cream for you.

Bian Mu's eyes are full of stars: All right, you wait, I'll let someone buy it.

Shao Kou glanced down treacherously: No need, close the curtain, there is one on you.

Bian Mu was confused.

Shao Kou regrets: That is, let’s be a popsicle, the specifications of ice cream, you are a bit too far behind.

Bian Mu wants to smear his face with ice cream, so that you can lick it all at once.