Now, little cane

The next day, Qi Ling's grasp of the measure was more subtle, and Yan He couldn't tell, but that speed became more comfortable in Qi Ling's hands, and no one mentioned it.

Yan He was going to stay at Yan Jing's house for a few days, and Qi Ling also said that he would go home for a few days.

The first two days were fine, but on the third day, I always felt like something was missing.

When Yan He was watching TV on the first floor at night, he said, "Give me..."

Suddenly realized that he was not at home, and no one poured him a glass of juice.

Yanhe walked a hundred meters before getting a glass of water, and there was no fresh juice in the refrigerator.

I found the juicer, peeled a few apples, and drank the apple juice into my mouth. The most exciting part of the variety show has passed.

Yan Jing is in the studio upstairs.

Yan Heduo went up with a glass of fruit juice, pushed open the door, and the studio was brightly lit.

Putting the cup on Yan Jing's table, she stood quietly on one side. Yan Jing's long hair was tied up, and some paint was stained on her face. She didn't care at all, and slowly smudged the canvas with a pen, carefully calculating between the movements of her hands.

Yan He stood there for a while, Yan Jing ignored him, and he retreated consciously not to disturb him.

Huge house, not very popular.

Waking up early the next day, Yan He and Yan Jing talked and drove away.

When he left, he glanced back, and Yan He really realized that he was already 19 years old, and he was already able to leave his parents.

After Yan He was born, Yan Jing gave him part of his property separately, because they would not get married, and his father also gave some property, but Yan Jing's people were helping to take care of it. The cards were all kept at Yan Jing's house, and the one used to take away did not have much money.

Yan Jing is more confused about living expenses than Yan He, as long as she can buy her favorite shoes and paint, she doesn't care much about the rest.Thinking about it this way, Yanhe was almost responsible for the past life.

Yan Jing's plan is to return to England or Italy in half a year.

There are good teachers on both sides, and she still wants to study for a while and open an art exhibition.

Yanhe's eagerness to recover was also related to this incident.

But maybe, he can also stay in China and finish his studies.

But what Yan He wanted to learn was photography.Like Yan Jing, he was not very used to domestic education.

Perhaps, Qi Ling can wait for him to come back.

Yan He pinched the center of his eyebrows, he still had half a year to think about it, so he was not in a hurry.

Park your car.

Go upstairs, insert the key into the lock, turn it, and the door is unlocked.

Yan He slowed down his movements, entered the door and changed his shoes softly, and looked into the room, Qiling was lying on the sofa, dozing off with a magazine covering his face.Looking at the clock on the wall, it was almost lunch time.

Yan He opened the refrigerator door, it was almost empty.

Walking over and moving the magazine away from Qiling's face, the person frowned and rubbed his eyes to look at him, a bit unbelievable.

Yan He asked, "When did you come back?"

Qi Ling faltered: "Not long..."

Yan He was funny, so he stopped asking, put the key in Qi Ling's hand and said, "Hurry up and go shopping."

"it is good!"

The boy moved quickly, afraid that Yanhe would ask again, and when he left, he took out the garbage bag containing the remains of the lunch box to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces.

Yan He took advantage of this time to clean the house, the sheets were removed and washed, and the room where Qi Ling originally lived was put on a bed cover, which should not be used for a long time.

When changing the sheets, Yan He thought, since neither of them is short, they should change to a bigger double bed.

There is no single bed in this family, the reasons are not complicated, Yan Jing likes to roll out of the bed as soon as she sleeps on the single bed, Yan Heyuan thought that Yan Jing might come, so she didn't dare to buy a single bed.

Qi Ling came back and helped unpack the vegetables, Yan He said: "Let's change the bed, and buy a bigger one in the afternoon."

Qi Ling raised her head in doubt, and hesitated for a long while: "This, it's pretty good."

Yan He: "Don't you think it's hard to move? We're not short, so it's hard to turn over."

Qi Ling lowered her head and muttered in a low voice: "It's good, I can hug you as soon as I turn over."

Yan He's subordinates froze.

Laugh.

In the afternoon, Qi Ling was still dragged by Yan He to buy a new bed and dispose of the old one.

Packed for dinner.Qi Ling felt a little lost.

Yanhe was very happy.

Put away the quilt that was dried at night, make the bed, it is an air-conditioned quilt for two people, keep it in the closet, and when Yanhe saw it in the afternoon, he took it out to dry.

Put the old quilt aside and wash it tomorrow for storage.

When Yan He made the bed, he didn't hesitate.

As long as he thinks about it, Yanhe has never been a procrastinator.

While taking a bath, Yan He wiped off the moisture on the mirror with his hands, and looked at his body for a moment. He didn't understand the charm of this body.What Qiling said was right, he really didn't react very much to the boy's body, his body's reaction basically came from Qiling's touch, but he hadn't decided whether to do that for Qiling's sake.

This aspect of homosexuals is much more troublesome than heterosexuals.

But he really... likes Qi Ling.

Qi Ling will directly say what she wants and likes, Qi Ling will help him share a lot of housework, and Qi Ling will just give him...a glass of water.

Are these not enough?

These are what he wants.

Getting along with Qi Ling is more able to form the simple home in Yan He's heart than Yan Jing.

After Yan He took a bath, he called Qi Ling to go too. Yan He entered the room and huddled under the quilt, his body was suffocated by the high-temperature water vapor for too long, and the steaming heat lingered for a long time.He didn't turn on the light, curled up in the dark, and his heart was peaceful.

When Qi Ling entered the room, she paused and asked, "What's the matter, why don't you turn on the light?"

Yan He's voice was soft as if he was about to sleep: "If you don't open it, your eyes will feel uncomfortable."

"Oh, good."

As soon as Qi Ling arrived at the bedside, she immediately noticed the change, she was a little at a loss, Yan He smiled: "Didn't you say you have to turn over and hug me, otherwise your quilt will still be confiscated..."

Without waiting for Yan He to finish speaking, Qi Ling hurriedly got into the quilt, looking for the place where he was, and immediately wrapped her limbs around Yan He's.

Hugging quietly, Yan He pressed his forehead against Qi Ling's, with indescribable tenderness.

Qi Ling gently kissed the tip of He's nose, and muttered, "I like it."

Yan He laughed.

Leading Qi Ling to put her hand on her waist, exhale on his lips and say, "Touch me."

Yan He is so active...Qi Ling's subordinates almost lost control of their strength.

Yan He stretched out his tongue to lick Qi Ling's lips, but Qi Ling eagerly opened his mouth to catch her, and his lips and tongue were entangled.

As soon as the kiss was over, the lust was steamed up, Yan He thought to himself, are their bodies already so compatible?

He slightly raised his neck, and Qi Ling kissed down his chin bit by bit, leaving wet slight hickey marks one after another. Qi Ling kept licking his Adam's apple, biting and touching him lightly with his teeth, holding his hand in the mouth of his mouth. The skin around her waist was rubbed red.

But not overstepping the bounds.

Yan He put his hand into Qi Ling's trousers, just as he touched it, Qi Ling suddenly pressed his hand down.

Qi Ling panicked: "Don't be like this..."

Yan He didn't move, and Qi Ling didn't let go of the shackles, and kept pecking his neck lightly with his lips.

Yan He asked hoarsely, "Don't you want to fuck me?"

Qi Ling's movements were a little stiff, she swallowed involuntarily, and said, "I, I don't want you to do that yet."

After speaking, he hugged Yanhe tightly, and curled his head around Yanhe's collarbone, like a pet that needs to be claimed.

Yan He touched his head, his hair was short and hard, a little prickly.

"So you want to be down there?"

Qi Ling let out an inaudible voice: "Yes."

"Have you studied repeatedly what Zhang Huange gave you?"

After a while, there was another muffled sound, which was even more depressing.

Yan He's heart was warm and swollen, and he rested his chin on Qi Ling's forehead, whispering coaxingly: "Will you make me bleed?"

Qi Ling quickly shook her head.

Yan He: "If I was below, you wouldn't force it, would you?"

"will not."

"Will you restrain yourself and keep this kind of thing at a reasonable frequency?"

"you……"

Qi Ling raised her head, her bright eyes were full of confusion, Yan He touched his face: "Answer me."

Qi Ling said in a muffled voice, "Yes."

He added as if to assure: "I won't mess around."

Yan He kissed Qi Ling, and Qi Ling quickly seized the control, the lingering kiss became crazy and a bit raging, Qi Ling had already rolled onto Yan He and pressed him, not allowing Yan He to escape his rhythm.

When his lips parted, Yan He gasped with his eyes closed: "Then come fuck me."

The person on the body did not move for a long time.

Yan He opened his eyes, Qi Ling was already in a daze, just looking at him.

Yan He said honestly: "Didn't you ask me if I'm not interested in boys' bodies? Right now... I'm really not very emotional."

The light in Qi Ling's eyes dimmed instantly.

Yan He pulled him down and hugged him to his chest, and said with a little shame: "But I like you to touch me very much, and my body is more sensitive than yours...I..."

Yan He led Qi Ling's hand to touch his buttocks. He didn't wear underwear, and the gap between his buttocks was moist with lubricant. Qi Ling couldn't help kneading him continuously, and Yan He let out an indistinct hum from his throat.Qi Ling's breathing became heavier.

Yan He gritted his teeth and said, "When I was cleaning, I came across that spot myself, it's not hard to find, try it... um..."

Before she finished speaking, Qi Ling had already stretched a finger in, saying that she was not very comfortable.

Very light and slow, it's not that he couldn't bear it, he kept touching the inner wall, Yan He's body was a little stiff.

Qi Ling's fingers slid across a place, Yan He trembled suddenly, Qi Ling's scorching breath sprayed into Yan He's ears, his fingers kept touching there, Yan He whimpered softly, tilted his head, his ears tried to avoid Qi Ling's breathing.

However, with just one movement, Qi Ling's tongue began to touch his ear, not allowing him to retreat at all.

"Hmm...um..." Yan He raised his head.

Qiling stopped her movements at the right time, her lower body became stiff, and she asked pantingly, "What else do you want to say?"

Yan He took a breath, hugged Qi Ling's neck, his body was already limp, under the gaze of those sharp eyes, he turned his head slightly and said: "I should be more suitable for this position... um... ...do not move......"

Qi Ling pulled out her finger and looked directly at Yan He from top to bottom. The corners of the eyes of the people below her were all red from her own play, and they looked attractive.

Not sure, asked: "Have you thought about it?"

Yanhe nodded.

Qi Ling bit her lip, and after a moment, she still said: "Have you ever thought that you can, with a woman..."

"I thought about it."

Qi Ling stopped talking.

Yan He unbuttoned his jacket one by one, gradually revealing his white chest and navel, and stretched out his hand, and one of his pink nipples also leaked out. He went to unbutton Qi Ling's clothes again. Hold down his hand again to stop.

Yan He said hoarsely: "But now I want to have sex with you. Ever since you came to sleep with me, I have been sensitive to your touch. You are responsible."

After unbuttoning, Yan He pulled down Qi Ling's trousers, and the stiff penis popped out from the underwear, and the bell mouth was stained with some transparent liquid, Yan He touched it, and Qi Ling let out a muffled groan.

Panting, Yan He felt hot all over, pressed down on Qi Ling's head, seductively in a low voice: "I feel the nipple is hard, you lick it."

Qi Ling's eyes were red, she lowered her head and sucked and sucked on Yan He's chest.

"Um...aha..."

Yan He's reaction was direct and quick, and Qi Ling stretched out her hand to touch Yan He's body, and it was also very hard.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

Yan He kept humming in a daze, the man's voice was low and hoarse, not feminine, but with a few different provocations, and when he opened his eyes later, his clothes were stripped clean, Qi Ling was also naked , The two hugged each other naked, touching skin to skin, and rubbing together brought indescribable comfort.

The temperature of the air conditioner is also just right, but the two boys are both hot, and they are slightly sweating in Jiu Chan Jian.

Qi Ling turned Yan He over and laid her face on the bed, stretched out her hands and kept kneading his buttocks, Yan He's voice became louder and slurred.

Qi Ling seemed to promise, and said hoarsely: "I will be gentle."

Put a knuckle into the small sucking mouth, and the inner wall is wrapped around and pinched non-stop.

Qi Ling: "I, I will restrain myself in the future, I won't damage your body, and I won't play with those strange things."

After saying these words, the movement stopped.

Yan He twisted his body, as if urging him.Still did not move, he wanted to look back at Qi Ling.

Suddenly there was a chill on his back, it was Qi Ling's kiss.

One touch: "I like you so much."

Yan He's heart is about to melt.

After all, it was the first time, and the foreplay took a lot of time. Yan He knelt with long legs, with a bit of shame that he couldn't tell, and let Qi Ling's fingers keep stirring in his Asi out.

After entering with three fingers, Yan He couldn't help but say, "Don't mess with it, it's almost the same, come in."

Qi Ling stuffed a pillow under Yan He's belly button, making Yan He stick out his buttocks and open his legs.

Qi Ling helped her genitals to enter slowly, Pu entered half of her head, and then was twisted a little harder.

Yan He buried his head in the crook of his arm, unconsciously spit out a few times.

Qi Ling stroked Yan He's waist back and forth with her hand, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately, it's just a little bit up, which is strange."

After a few more minutes, Qi Ling couldn't help but said: "You are so tight, you are so soft inside."

"Well......"

Qi Ling stretched out her hand to touch Yan He's penis, it was still hard, he rubbed it, Yan He's voice became louder.

After they all entered, a thin layer of sweat floated on Qi Ling's forehead, and he couldn't bear it.

Qi Ling slowly bent down, her chest pressed against Yan He's back, she covered Yan He's hand with her fingers crossed and pressed Yan He's hand under her palm, panting next to Yan He's ear: "You make me feel so comfortable. "

Yan He was tightly restrained by Qi Ling, unable to move: "Well~ don't say that, say that."

"Which ones?" Qi Ling began to lick Yan He's ears.

"Yeah, ah~ shame, shame~ ah~ words~"

Qi Ling bit Yan He's ear: "For example, your butt is so warped? Your waist is so thin, and your body is so sensitive?"

"Well~" Yan He raised his head.

The body shrank along with these words, almost twisting Qi Ling out, Qi Ling said: "You like these words."

With his hands down, he pinched Yan He's nipple and scratched it, Yan He couldn't help but start to writhe.

Qi Ling pulled out part, and then slowly moved forward.

"Ah..."

Yan He's eyes were covered with frost, and the fluid in his mouth could hardly be contained.

"Your body is really flirty~" Qi Ling pulled out, pushing in with a bit of force.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Qi Ling seemed to turn on some switch, endured her slow movements, and waited for Yanhe to adapt, but she couldn't help but say: "When you are naked in summer, I feel like licking your nipples, it's easy to be hard,... .. You are very popular in those places, and you are very popular."

"Hmm... um...Qi Ling, lightly..."

Qi Ling's body moved even more slowly, her words rushed, and she reached out to pinch Yan He's nipple: "It's hard, do you like me to fuck you like this? Does it hurt?"

Yan He's inner thighs were trembling, his face was flushed, and he was panting.

Although Qi Ling kept talking, her movements were slow, and Yan He didn't stop her, her shame was almost completely washed away by her lust.

"Hi, I like it. It doesn't hurt...um..."

Qi Ling moved a little harder.

"Ah..."

Qiling panted heavily, grabbed Yan He's waist and said, "Just tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"Comfortable... ah~ you, you, got it, uh..."

Qi Ling was startled, but when she came to her senses, she suddenly pushed somewhere, Yan He's legs trembled from the impact, leaving a little bit of saliva in his mouth.

Qi Ling scratched where she was, stretched out her hand and turned Qi Ling's face away, her face flushed to the bone.

Couldn't help it, turned the person upside down, and pushed in again, Qiling clearly saw that Yanhe raised his head and kept screaming, his chest was red all over his body, his two nipples protruded, and they had turned into a deep red color, really, Qi Ling entered hard, and every small mouth was hooked and haunted him to suck.

Stretching Yan He's legs to the maximum and pressing them against his chest, Qi Ling frantically thrust her waist, only Yan He kept calling out to the bed in response.

Qiling leaned over to kiss Yanhe, Yanhe groaned intermittently.

Qi Ling exhaled hot air onto Yan He's face, and said in a low voice, "Little slut."

"Qi Ling~ Qi Ling~ aha~" Yan He scratched Qi Ling's back indiscriminately.

"Do you need to push harder, huh?"

"Yes, yes~ahhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Qi Ling let go of the crazy fuck, there was a slapping sound, the lubricating fluid was beaten into white foam, Yan He's small mouth kept shrinking, clung to him, and his face was flushed with confusion and passion.

"Ah, Qi Ling, uh..."

"It's me. I'm messing with you. What a show."

"Ah... ah ah...."

Yan He's mutton was washed to the commanding heights, Qi Ling moaned, and also shot into Yan He's body.

This affair, which was said to be joy and more like torture, finally came to an end.

Qi Ling put down Yan He's legs, pulled out her body, wiped off the white liquid on Yan He's lower abdomen with a tissue, hugged him tightly, and stopped talking.

Qi Ling stroked Yan He's back repeatedly, and when Yan He came back to his cage, Qi Ling was pecking his face lightly.

Yan He laughed.

Qi Ling: "What are you laughing at?" Her voice was still hoarse afterward.

Yan He curled up his tired body, and his mouth was also hoarse: "I was thinking, you are not a person who talks a lot, and I don't see you swearing a lot, but I can't tell what you like in bed."

Qi Ling blushed, Yan He laughed even harder, Qi Ling held Yan He's hand, but never let go.

Yan He couldn't help teasing him: "I just like to say those things, huh?"

Qiling hugged Yanhe, her face was still red, she looked straight at him, and said abruptly, "I like you."

Yan He was startled.

After a moment, whisper: "Well, I like you too."

But seeing Qi Ling laughing, her unruly eyebrows were raised, piercing people's hearts.

Afterwards, Qi Ling kept his word and never played those things that were too much. Even if he was easily emotional, he didn't really ask for many times. His movements were gentle and meticulous, and never hurt him.Yanhe likes to bury his head in the pillow when he is on the back, the air is not good, how can he react at that time, once he was buried for too long, and his asthma broke out, so scared that Qiling never gave him a pillow again Bury face.

Those words are only said in bed, never flirting close to humiliation in life.

Yanhe takes a sip of Coke.

How could this kind of lover be unlikable in bed?

After a long silence, Liu Changgu said a few words and saw that Yanhe didn't respond, thinking, he still guarded Yanhe, and waited for Qiling to come, take him away, and live in peace.

However, the world was not as expected. A pair of long legs appeared in front of Liu Changgu, a chair was put down, and someone came smiling and put a glass of wine on the table. He wore black clothes, jeans, a broad nose bridge, and deep eye sockets.

Yanhe and Liu Changgu turned their heads together, and the man smiled.

Liu Chang's head is as big as a bucket.

Jian Wen is a regular customer in his store, and also... a regular date.

Jian Wen smiled: "This friend is new to me. Boss Liu won't introduce him?"

Liu Changgu rolled his eyes, introduced a ghost, and the right owner would come right away.

Yan He realized later that he seemed to be hooked up.

Fortunately, Jian Wen's movements were regular, and Yan He didn't feel too uncomfortable, but subconsciously wanted to lean back.

Yan He said: "There is nothing to introduce, I don't come here often, today is just a coincidence."

"Oh." The man smiled meaningfully, and did not strike up a conversation forcefully.

"When did Boss Liu come back?"

Just as Liu Changgu was about to speak, the figure at the door flickered, making his eyes hurt.

Don't come early, don't come late.

Qi Ling stood in front of Jian Wen, and the two looked at each other.Yan He took a sip of Coca-Cola and felt very safe.Liu Changgu is the only one who is innocent.

Qi Ling and Jian Wen knew each other, but they were not.

Jian Wen asked with a smile: "Boss Qi, long time no see, come to see Boss Liu?"

Qi Ling: ...

Liu Changgu supported his forehead, stood up, pulled Jian Wen and said, "Let's go, let them talk slowly."

Jian Wen rolled his eyes, got up obediently and followed Liu Changgu, but just glanced at Yan He with interest, which made Yan He a little disgusted.

Qi Ling looked at the medicine on the table, and couldn't tell what mood she was in.

He choked out a sentence for a long time: "Go home?"

Yan He glanced at him and asked, "Is something lost?"

Qiling held back for a long time and said, "No."

Yan He pointed to the opposite side and said, "Sit."

His face was cold, and he couldn't see what kind of mood he was in.

Qi Ling didn't take it seriously at first, but the place is so bad... or, sit down.

Yan He said quietly: "Boss Liu was telling me about your dating records one by one just now. He called him back, and he probably could remember a certain year and month clearly. Oh, and he also told me about it by the way. About you and Kong Dongsong."

Qi Ling: ...

Yan He: "Boss Liu said that you are considerate and gentle, and people who ask you can line up in the store~"

Qi Ling rested her forehead with one hand.

"I'll go out for 2 minutes." Qi Ling said.

Yan He smiled: "Why, do you want to make a confession with Boss Liu?"

Qi Ling: ...

Yan He drank the cup of Coke, got up and went to the bar, Qi Ling clearly saw several heads following Yan He.

Yan He gave the money, turned and left, and Qi Ling hurriedly followed behind.

Yan He didn't care about these things in his heart, but when he thought of Qi Ling's attitude towards Wu Yixing, he couldn't help but want to choke him.

Qi Ling followed Yan He's car all the way back home.

Driving outside in the car, scolding Liu Changgu.

Liu Changgu was also aggrieved: "Yanhe said he didn't care, I think he really didn't care, how could he pass it so well in a blink of an eye? I really didn't say anything, and he could guess what he said."

"Fuck, can that be the same?"

Liu Changgu: "By the way, Yanhe asked me if I slept with you, who can I talk to about my grievances?"

"..."

In Qi Ling's heart, the sky boiled.

It's not clear what Yanhe is going to do.