I don't think the plot is right!

It was his own satisfactory answer, Song Yuan pushed the sofa pillow away calmly and said, "You said this yourself?"

Fang Jiashu hesitated for a while, but said "Yes." again.As a result, he was pressed on the sofa in the next second.

And Song Yuan put his hands on Fang Jiashu's mouth almost at the same time. Hearing Fang Jiashu's "woo woo" sound, Song Yuan felt that he could predict everything, and he knew that he would have to scream out loud when he was pushed down.

"Hush—" Song Yuan hinted in a low voice that he should stop struggling.

Only then did Fang Jiashu realize that the aunt cleaning the room would go downstairs at any time, and Song Ange might come out of the bedroom suddenly... Thinking of this, he immediately silenced, widening his eyes to guess what Song Yuan would do to him.

...Do you still need to guess, Song Yuan really took the hand (net net deleted)...

"Don't..." Fang Jiashu tried his best to lower his voice and struggled carefully.

Song Yuan started to kiss his ears and neck as if he couldn't hear it...

And Fang Jiashu couldn't say anything other than repeating "don't" and "don't". He was really scared, and it was fine in front of Song Yuan, but if other people saw him like this... I really hate it when I think about it Can't just disappear...

"Huh? Just now you said that you will be obedient no matter what?" Song Yuan deliberately increased the strength of his stroking.

"Don't...don't be here..." Fang Jiashu had no choice but to change his words.

"Are you afraid of being seen?" Song Yuan asked knowingly.

Fang Jiashu's face turned even redder, he bit his lip and remained silent.

"Please beg me." Seeing this, Song Yuan leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Please beg me, I will take you back to the room."

There was no response, Song Yuan went too far, directly (net net deletion)...Fang Jiashu was still doing useless resistance with his lips tightly shut, until he heard footsteps on the stairs before he panicked.

But no matter how hard he struggled, he was still no match for Song Yuan's strength, and instead made his clothes even more messy.

There was no other way, Fang Jiashu had no choice but to soften his voice and say to Song Yuan, "Please... please, let's go into the room."

"It's late." Song Yuan deliberately didn't spare him, but he knew that he was really afraid of being seen by others, so he directly grabbed him and turned into the bathroom.

"Do...what?" Fang Jiashu was indeed relieved to leave the sofa in the living room, but he still didn't understand why he came here.

"Take a bath." Song Yuan felt relaxed.

"...Didn't you just finish washing?" Fang Jiashu asked carefully.

"I'll wash it for you." Song Yuan tried the water temperature and turned to look at Fang Jiashu with a smirk.

"I've washed it too!" Fang Jiashu ran towards the door after finishing speaking, but was snatched back by Song Yuan: "I didn't see it."

Seeing that his face was really red, Song Yuan went on to say, "I can't count it as washing until I see it."

What logic? ?Fang Jiashu tried his best to push Song Yuan's hand to unbutton his clothes, but suddenly felt the water rushing towards him.

Seeing his reluctance, Song Yuan directly turned hot water on him.

The thin shirt seemed to be wearing nothing after being soaked in water, Fang Jiashu couldn't help but raised his arms and hugged himself and shrank to the corner.

Puchi——Song Yuan laughed out loud: "Look at you, you look like a girl."

Fang Jiashu bit his lips and slowly lowered his arms after hearing this, Song Yuan was speechless now——his white and soft body was faintly visible in the wet clothes, and it was okay to wear clothes normally, but now that his shape was fully exposed, he felt The figure is quite good...

Before Fang Jiashu realized that Song Yuan was already close, this time there was no room for him to resist, and his clothes were ripped off after a few strokes. Hearing the sound of heavy breathing, Fang Jiashu felt that Song Yuan had changed again. like.

The kiss has become almost like biting, but Fang Jiashu has to hold back from crying out, because the auntie is mopping the floor outside.

Song Yuan didn't care, and directly pressed him against the bathroom door, while biting his shoulder lightly, poured the bath liquid on his spine... The door is made of frosted glass, if you look carefully, you can even see The general outline of Fang Jiashu.

Poor Fang Jiashu worried about someone walking near the bathroom, but at the same time restrained his voice.

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"Ah..." Seeing Fang Jiashu's pitiful appearance of holding back his tears when he clearly wanted to scream, Song Yuan was even more excited. When he finally finished, Fang Jiashu was already lying on the sink and couldn't even stand still...

Jiashu still didn't say a word until he really took a shower and lay back on the bed.

"Why, where does it hurt?" Song Yuan asked belatedly.

"...No." Fang Jiashu just felt embarrassed for doing that kind of thing in the bathroom.

Song Yuan doesn't have that much shame, as long as there is no one, he can push him down anywhere... Thinking that Fang Jiashu is in pain but dare not say it, he hugged him and comforted him: "This time I was wrong, next time Be gentle..."

Um?That's not what it means, it's actually quite comfortable... Of course, Fang Jiashu was embarrassed to say such a thing, so he replied in a low voice: "No...no need..."

Song Yuan didn't understand what he meant, so Fang Jiashu had no choice but to tell the truth: "...it really doesn't hurt." Afraid that Song Yuan wouldn't believe it, he put his arms around his waist and rubbed against his arms.

Now Song Yuan understood everything, turned over and held down his little tree and did it again... Poor Fang Jiashu couldn't figure out why Song Yuan was so easily set on fire...