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As if an invisible needle pierced the heart from the air, at first there was a bit of tingling shock, but soon, the sharp tingling pain spread to the limbs like water waves, making Han Ying's eyes twitch, I couldn't even take care of the intimacy, and stammered to confirm: "Xiao Yan...who is it?"

Xi Baichuan's eyes seemed to be foggy, and he turned a deaf ear to his question. He lowered his head arrogantly and tried to continue kissing him. He stared at the distance and asked again masochistically: "I am asking you something! Who is Xiao Yan?"

An exasperated growl made all the beautiful scenery in the room disappear, and the expression that had been fascinated by the drunkenness in front of him seemed to be confused by the buzzing vibration. After a long silence, Xi Baichuan stretched out his hand and rubbed him gently. Over his head, he smiled softly as if he was coaxing a small animal.

"Xiao Yan, good boy, stop making trouble."

This comforting sound is so lingering and pathetic, with a hoarse and deep voice, it seems that a handful of good aphrodisiacs have been sprinkled in the air, and the hormones in the room are soaring.Han Ying's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he felt weak all over in front of this overwhelming sexy offensive, and even lost a little bit of strength to push back.

The short-lived calm brought about by loss made the object of his courtship misunderstand, and soon, Xi Baichuan lowered his head and began to kiss his neck again, and the hand that kept stroking his body became more and more vigorous.

"You're enough...I said, you're fucking enough!"

In just a few dozen seconds, it was enough for Han Ying to throw the word "Xiao Yan" into the search engine in his mind to dig out the source - the nude photo incident that caused a great stir in the Zhongzhuo circle a few months ago, The gossip building has already collected the relevant information of each party.The three characters Xie Zhengyan, as Dumb Di Wusheng's real name and surname, revealed their true form early in the morning amidst the flying scandals.At first, Han Ying reluctantly saved the idea of ​​whether he is a cat or a dog, and then he will talk about it first, but suddenly realized the truth behind the nickname "Xiaoyan", and his blood instantly transferred from the lower body to the top of the head .

Taking the wrong script was already bad enough, but in the end, it turned out that Wu Di Wu Sheng, an [-]-tier low-level product that he didn't like at all, was used as a stand-in.Han Ying's enthusiasm was extinguished, and he only felt slapped in the face for the intimacy. Seeing that the solemn warning was in vain, he gritted his teeth and pushed the object who was still on him with all his heart, turned over and sat up, wanting to get out of bed and leave people.

Just moved to the side of the bed and before putting on the slippers, Xi Baichuan, who was suddenly hugged tightly around the waist and pushed away, clung to him again, trying to push him back under his body full of passion and desire .Han Ying was so tightly bound that he struggled a few times and failed to break free. He grabbed the opponent's collar with his backhand and rolled directly to the ground. With a muffled sound of "dong", Xi Baichuan groaned and groaned, repeatedly The fighting movements finally quieted down.

Han Ying staggered and stood up straight, staggered back a few steps, leaned against the wall and panted heavily.So far, he has experienced countless emergencies in his dating career. However, even in Pao and You’s house, he was knocked on the door by the tenant next door to warn him halfway because of too much noise. It never made him feel so bad.

The huge decorative mirror is not far from the bed, presumably it was specially designed by the hotel for the couples who came to fight fiercely. Han Ying raised his eyes to see himself in the mirror whose trousers were torn halfway, his neck was covered with bruises, and he was in a mess. The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

"Get the fuck out of here!"

In the midst of his resentment, he was not in the mood to take pity on Xiangxiang and Yuyu, and he pulled the perpetrator in front of him from the ground.Xi Baichuan still looked drowsy, he managed to stand upright but seemed unable to hold it up at all, snorting and leaning against his shoulder with a smile.

Han Ying cursed in a low voice, and didn't bother to fix these details. He clasped the other person's waist and dragged him all the way to the bathroom. After throwing it into the bathtub, he turned the shower to the maximum and sprayed wildly at the top of the other person's head.

The sound of splashing water accompanied by the icy coolness quickly dissipated the strong smell of alcohol, Xi Baichuan was poured so that he was shaking all over, and instinctively wanted to avoid it, but his shoulders were firmly pressed down until he was choked by the splashing water foam. After coughing and panting, Han Ying threw the shower in his hand, picked up his collar and gritted his teeth: "Are you awake now? Do you know who I am?"

Xi Baichuan slowly raised his head, and looked at this face close at hand for a long time. After a long while, his expression seemed a little surprised, and then he slowly closed his eyes as if disappointed and disgusted .

The passion and beauty in the first half of the night and the rigidity and coldness in the second half of the night constituted a very absurd experience, which made the two people in the room go through the ice and fire in just a few hours.Han Ying felt annoyed, and was reluctant to slam the door and leave. He fished Xi Baichuan out of the bathroom, wiped it hastily and threw it back on the bed. He leaned against the window and smoked half a pack of cigarettes depressedly. He didn't regret it until the sky turned white Throwing himself onto the other side of the big bed.

This sleep was not safe, the bizarre scenes in the dream and the low temperature of the central air conditioner woke him up several times with hazy convulsions halfway through.When he finally regained consciousness, he sneezed and stretched himself, only to realize that his body had rolled to the ground at some point, with his head resting on a pillow, and a blanket wrapped around his waist, wrapping him in half. Like a silkworm chrysalis.

The blackout cloth in front of the window has been half-opened, and the bright sunlight is pouring into the room. There are fine dust floating in the air, accompanied by a faint pine fragrance.Han Ying grabbed his messy hair and stared at the ceiling, imagining the scene of Baichuan getting up to stuff the pillow and cover him with a blanket in the morning light, and didn't care whether the expression on the other person's face would be more pity or more bored. The originally depressed mood has quickly become cheerful.

After lying down for a few minutes, he slowly got up. Seeing that there was no one on the big soft bed, and there was still warmth in the opened quilt, he couldn't help jumping on the bed and rolled over. Cai hummed a ditty and walked slowly towards the bathroom, opened the door, poked his head in, and greeted the people inside with a smile: "Hey, you got up so early? Are you taking a shower?"

Xi Baichuan soaked in the bathtub, closed his eyes and tilted his head halfway, as if he was thinking about something.Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, he turned his head instantly, with a look of incredulity on his face: "Anything you ask for, no one taught you to knock on the door before coming in when someone else is using the bathroom?"

Han Ying pouted, pulled the door closed and knocked twice, then poked his head in again: "The knocking is over... I'm in!"

The bathroom with dry and wet separation is spacious enough, which is very worthy of the five-figure room price, even if there is an uninvited intruder suddenly, it does not seem cramped.Xi Baichuan had obviously given up on pointless disputes in the face of the scoundrel, stood up with his back turned to him, quickly pulled a bath towel around his waist, and wiped the water droplets on his body swiftly.

Han Ying leaned against the sink with his arms folded, his eyes fixed on the half-naked body surrounded by mist not far away, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he felt his throat was dry.

Although I touched all the places that should be touched last night, and I have already had a substantial experience in the feel, but now I have experienced an eye addiction with the help of the bath light, Han Ying still has to admit that even if the appearance and personality are excluded Blessing, Xi Baichuan's most primitive sexual attraction as a man is also fatal to most women and homosexuals - the uniform figure looks a little thin in daily life, but the real body after taking off the clothes The lines are smooth, the thin muscles are wrapped by the white and delicate skin, full of strength, one can tell at a glance that it is a healthy and not exaggerated physique that can only be shaped by years of exercise.

In the strange silence, the young man raised his legs and stepped out of the bathtub. After standing still, he still kept his back facing him, changed a towel and continued to wipe his hair.As the arms were raised, the shoulder blades trembled slightly, and the lines of the back were stretched, making the waist look slimmer and the legs longer.The bath towel hanging loosely around the waist slid slightly with the movement of wiping, and landed below the waistline. The shallow buttocks were exposed, like a silent invitation.

Han Ying looked down all the way, lingering on the waist and hips of the other party for a long time, finally couldn't resist the temptation, licked his dry lips and took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand and hooked the waist in front of him: "Hey, you are so fast! Are you ready to wash?"

The opponent's body froze, he waved his hand instinctively, and said harshly, "Take your hand away."

Han Ying laughed twice, took the other party's warning as a tonic, and slid his finger back along the position of the tailbone: "Why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you wash it with me?"

Xi Baichuan grabbed his wrist with his backhand, turned around slowly, squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, and his tone was a bit ambiguous: "Ying Juju really wants to wash it now?"

It was rare for Han Ying to be treated tenderly by him. For a moment, he even forgot the means of sex. He fumbled at the towel and bit his ear: "Have you tried it in the bathroom? Come here first, to make sure you feel good." To fly!"

"Oh, is it?"

Amidst a burst of soft humming and laughter, Han Ying only felt a pain in his shoulders, which had been fastened tightly.Xi Baichuan's movements were faster than lightning, and he only grasped the point of strength, and immediately fell sideways in a standard posture.Han Ying was still immersed in the fantasy of playing in the bathroom. He didn't expect that the other party could turn his face faster than a book. In a hurry, the defensive skills he had practiced in the Taekwondo gym were too late to be used. Just as he was about to retreat, the wet tiled floor made him It slipped instantly, there was a loud "boom", water splashed everywhere, and the whole person was thrown heavily into the bathtub.

This fall was so hard that under the eyes of stars, the back of the head hit the edge of the bathtub immediately swelled up, and the waist, legs and arms were bruised and purple.Coughing and panting, he struggled to crawl out of the water, twitching like a drowning dog with his messy hair on his face, and before he could speak, Xi Baichuan bent down with a smile on his face, and patted him on the face: "Ying Juju Are you so excited that you can fly? If you want to play, please feel free, I won’t accompany you later.”

Han Yingqiu Huan was beaten instead, his face stiffened with anger, but he was thrown into the bathtub, and his bones fell apart, his combat index dropped rapidly, so he could only yell at him to find his place: "Xi Baichuan, are you here?" What are you pretending to be a chaste and strong woman here? Last night, I knelt on the bed and begged me to get on you, so don’t be so hard! I’m too lazy to fuck you and let you go so that you have the energy to play wild here, or do you think you can get out of bed today?"

Xi Baichuan turned a blind eye to his profane condemnation, and elegantly took a bathrobe and put it on his body: "Ying Juju has such a big brain, it's a pity not to write a column. If you want to make up a joke, you can do whatever you want, I Go downstairs for breakfast, and I won't see you out in a while."

"Brain hole you uncle!"

Han Ying finally gathered enough strength, stumbled out of the bathtub, staggered to the door, took off his wet T-shirt murderously, pointed to the hickey marks on his neck and chest that had not yet faded, Gao He shouted loudly: "You can see clearly by yourself, you didn't make these things, could it be that I gnawed them myself?"

The colorful hickey marks are particularly dazzling on the fair skin, and anyone with a little experience can immediately imagine some intense scenes of thunder and fire.Xi Baichuan raised his eyelids, he seemed to be taken aback when his eyes settled, and his face, which had been carrying a bit of sarcasm, finally sank.

"You wash first... if you have something to say, let's talk!"