[Double Flowers] Long Time Lives in Love

After breakfast, Zhang Jiale and Sun Zheping tossed and tossed in bed for most of the day, to be exact, from morning to afternoon.

The reason was that Zhang Jiale wanted Sun Zheping to sleep a little longer, so he agreed to Sun Zheping's unreasonable request to "sleep with me", lay down on the bed and hugged him behind his back.

As a result, Sun Zheping turned around while lying down, and kissed Zhang Jiale with his arms around him. While sucking on his lips, he stuck out his tongue to entangle each other, until the crotch became stiff before they separated.Then it was XXOO time to close the bedroom door, and the two hugged each other and solved it with their hands.

After cleaning up afterward, Zhang Jiale couldn't sleep anymore. Zhang Jiale went to the living room to look through the bag of crispy rice that was said to be super spicy from fans.After eating it, I thought the chili tasted good, so I dipped it in the layer of chili powder accumulated under the packaging bag and licked it. In the middle, Sun Zheping dragged my finger away and licked it clean.

Sun Zheping found it too spicy after licking it, so he went to the kitchen and took a glass and poured a glass of water to drink, but he returned to the bedroom and did not lie down for 5 minutes, the glass on the bedside table was "jointly" pushed down by two little cats It turned into a pile of broken glass lying in the water on the floor.

Sun Zheping was busy pulling the two kittens back, so Zhang Jiale had no choice but to put down his phone and tidy up the floor under Sun Zheping's "careful hands" reminder.

Afterwards, Sun Zheping took Zhang Jiale's cell phone and discovered a little pornographic article that was just updated, in which it was written that the two of them had sex on Christmas Eve in some poses that hadn't been used before, and Zhang Jiale said that he was "Seven Times In One Night".

Sun Zheping touched the little milk cat standing on his chest and groped curiously. He felt that the article was well written, and he also used Zhang Jiale's account to like it.

"Hey, hey, if you want to like, use your own like, not mine," Zhang Jiale glanced at it when he lay back on the bed, quickly snatched the phone back and canceled the like. "I still have face."

Sun Zheping looked at Zhang Jiale: "Have you seen it?"

Zhang Jiale gave a "hmm" and lay down next to Sun Zheping, resting his head on the upright pillow: "I watched it before you."

"Would you like to try it tonight?" Sun Zheping turned over and put his arms around Zhang Jiale. "Seven times in one night?"

"Do you think you are too young?" Zhang Jiale gave Sun Zheping a white look. "I've seen you three times and you're choking enough, can you ejaculate?"

Sun Zheping nodded: "Shooting so much is a bit embarrassing, but it's okay to fuck you."

"I'll satisfy you," Zhang Jiale said, rubbing Sun Zheping's hair. "Go down, I'm going to make dinner."

"Dinner so early?"

Sun Zheping sat up reluctantly, grabbed Zhang Jiale's hand and looked at the time on the phone, it was 03:30, it was not too early if he didn't eat lunch.

I didn't expect that a day would pass after lying on the bed.

"You were not at home before." Zhang Jiale stuffed the phone into Sun Zheping's hands, climbed out of the bed to tidy up his clothes, and pulled back the trousers that Sun Zheping rubbed so hard that they were about to fall off. "My fans and your fans are talking about having a candlelight dinner."

Sun Zheping glanced down at the screen of the phone. The little strip that he clicked was not yet closed. He swiped his finger across the screen and looked around. He thought that the small Zhang Jiale with a flower growing on his head was also very cute.

By the time he realized it after reading it, Zhang Jiale had already gone to the kitchen to prepare ingredients, humming a little song.

To have a candlelight dinner at Christmas, it is natural to do it in a western style. Zhang Jiale found a recipe for black pepper steak, thinking of marinating the beef with seasoning first, and cooking it later will be more delicious.

But in the evening, Sun Zheping cooks the black pepper steak for the simple reason that Zhang Jiale was stalked by a group of cats in the bedroom.

The kitten covered in pitch black had big eyes that looked like Little Sanhua, and it was nestled in Zhang Jiale's palm, meowing at him in a childlike voice, while Zhang Jiale's left hand blocked the other two from grabbing him. The kitten on the clothes rubbed the little black cat back and forth with his right thumb.

Little Sanhua pressed on his lap into a ball, snoring from sleep.

When Sun Zheping finished the meal and came into the house to call for help, Zhang Jiale was taking selfies with three disobedient kittens in his arms, and one fell out. Sun Zheping thought it was funny, and leaned quietly against the At the door, Zhang Jiale fumbled with the kitten.

Zhang Jiale changed direction while patting, and said to Sun Zheping on the phone: "Smile, big grandson."

Sun Zheping smiled symbolically, but he didn't really trust Zhang Jiale's capture skills.

"How do you know I'm here?"

Seeing Zhang Jiale put down his phone to look at the photos, Sun Zheping also walked over, raised his knees to prop himself up on the bed, and leaned most of his body behind Zhang Jiale.

"I saw it on my phone," Zhang Jiale was obviously very satisfied with the photo just now, he clicked on skin smoothing, added a filter, and added a decoration of cat whiskers. "Have you finished your steak?"

"It's done," Sun Zheping and Zhang Jiale leaned very close, and when they spoke, their hot breath sprayed against Zhang Jiale's ears. "Did you buy wine and candles?"

Zhang Jiale picked up the little black cat that was almost caught on some important part of him, and smiled happily: "You really want to have a candlelight dinner?"

"I want to fuck you."

As Sun Zheping said, he licked Zhang Jiale's side face. After licking, he tilted his head back predictably, avoiding Zhang Jiale's slapping palm.

"Save some energy and do it at night."

Zhang Jiale pushed Sun Zheping away, got up and went to find red wine and candles.

And Sun Zheping not only fried steak, but also fried French crepes for dessert. Although he didn't research whether the two can be eaten together, Zhang Jiale didn't mind.

Of course, you don’t just light candles when eating. If you don’t master it well, it’s not a candlelight dinner but a candlelight ghost movie.

The darkest lamp was left in the kitchen, and two thick candles were lit side by side by the table. Zhang Jiale looked at Sun Zheping while tasting the beef.On the contrary, the dim light can show a tough outline of a person. Sipping a sip of red wine, the atmosphere is really a bit, how should I put it, a bit erotic.

It's like a young couple going on a date. After dinner, it's time to go to a small hotel on the street to open a room. Use the condoms in the store to have a joyful and indulgent Christmas.

Zhang Jiale's face blushed unconsciously as he thought about some messy scenes. He didn't know if it was the effect of alcohol, or the overflowing love for Sun Zheping.

Sun Zheping held down Zhang Jiale's hand when he picked up the wine glass for the Nth time. Originally, he was not good at drinking. Red wine has stamina. If you drink it like this, you will get drunk. According to Zhang Jiale's personality, if you are drunk, you will be drunk. It's hard to deal with drunkenness.

"Don't drink so fast," he said.

"?" Zhang Jiale looked at Sun Zheping, then at the almost untouched red wine in Sun Zheping's hand. "Am I drinking fast?"

"You're about to finish your drink."

Sun Zheping simply picked up Zhang Jiale's cup, tilted his head and poured the remaining bit into his mouth, the slightly astringent liquid mixed with alcohol flowed down his throat, leaving a trace of sweet and sour in his mouth.

Zhang Jiale rested his face on one hand and watched Sun Zheping finish his drink.

"Dasun, did I tell you, you're actually quite handsome." He poked a small cauliflower on the plate and said.

"You said it now."

Sun Zheping put down his glass, leaned forward, wiped a little black sauce from Zhang Jiale's mouth with his hand, then put his finger into his mouth and gently licked it off with the tip of his tongue.

Zhang Jiale covered his eyes with his hands, and lowered his head under Sun Zheping's questioning gaze.