eight dance partners with my boyfriend

The heat from the hot pot slowly rose along with the air conditioner in the house. It seemed that the whole atmosphere changed as soon as Jiao Cheng sat down.

Li Feizhang helped him scoop up some pieces of sweet corn, and asked, "Why did you stay on the first floor in the afternoon and didn't come up? Is your face serious because of drinking last night?"

He said in detail, Anna was silent on the other side, and even He Zhang's voice faded away. On the contrary, Liu Bomao ate his vegetables as if nothing had happened, and said without moving his head, "Who are these?"

His tone was calm, as if there were no ups and downs, and the reference was not clear. Jiao Cheng poked the chopsticks in his hand, not understanding what the boy meant. He thought that Liu Bomao had watched a lot of Li Feidan's game clips since he was a child, so he should be fine. These people were familiar, and good parenting would not have asked such abrupt questions.

The air froze for a moment, and He Zhang quickly put down his chopsticks, smoothing things over and saying, "This is Fei Dan's student. It's okay if we don't know each other at the first meeting. We are all old colleagues of Li Fei Dan. I'm He Zhang. It's Anna, Qiao, and Liu Weisi, hahahaha, they all worked in the same place before..."

He Zhang spoke vigorously, but Liu Bomao just raised his head and glanced at him, then nodded, and gave a very cold "hmm", and the others skipped it directly.

Ning Yifei at the side glanced at this handsome boy with special meaning, maybe it was an illusion, he always felt like he was complaining for someone.

The pot of soup was gurgling, and the smell of oily smoke wafted around the house.

Jiao Cheng was afraid that he would be allergic after eating spicy food, so he poured water to rinse it before stuffing it into his mouth, the taste is self-evident.

"Why did you come together all of a sudden?" Li Fei asked.

He Zhang scratched the back of his head hesitantly, and glanced at Anna beside him, "It's been a while since I came back, I met you in the game before, and I bumped into Jiao Cheng without seeing you."

Anna accepted his words naturally, "Joe, Weiss and I went back to China together. There hasn't been much work there recently. Come back and visit. The organizers will invite us to come and play after they know about it."

She looked at Li Feidan halfway through her speech, then suddenly turned a corner and said, "Are you really not going back?"

As soon as the words finished, Liu Weisi quietly tugged on her sleeves and winked at her to tell her not to speak, but she had already asked what should be asked, and Li Feizhang smiled faintly, "Yes."

The answer was very light, and it evaporated in the air with the heat of the hot pot in an instant. Jiao Cheng obviously didn't eat spicy food, but there was an unknown fire in his chest, and Anna looked up and stared at him without moving.

"What's the point of your choice? Can you ignore everything for one person? What are we?" He Zhang and Liu Weisi tried to wink at the side, but Anna still said it outright, with a tone of voice The anger and grievances are self-evident.

The dinner broke up badly. Anna couldn't hold back her tears and left with her bag halfway through the meal. There were only a few of them left in the room, and it was awkward to look at each other. Put someone else here and explain that it was a scene of a couple quarreling. Maybe it makes sense too.

In the end, only Jiao Cheng and Li Feidan remained.

The dining room was a bit messy, it was tidied up sloppily, the two of them were silent and turned on the way back to the hotel.

The sea breeze at night is a bit cold, and you can hear the laughter of children playing in the sand at any time when passing by the beach. I don’t know who shouted "the tide is back", and they hurried over barefoot, with sand sticking to the soles of their feet and stepping into their slippers. sound of water.

"Is it cold?" Li Feidan glanced at Jiao Cheng who was watching with his neck shrunk, and reached out to touch the small rash on the side of his face, "Does it hurt?"

Jiao Cheng dodged reflexively, then shook his head after a pause, "It's okay."

Li Feidan was obviously taken aback by his actions, put down his hands and said with a smile, "Rao Ling called today and invited us to have a picnic some time later."

"It's almost summer."

Li Fei smiled: "It will be fun to go out when the weather is good. It won't be too hot in early summer."

Jiao Cheng pondered and didn't reply, and he didn't ask any more.

Arms were next to each other, the two men rubbed their shoulders, the wind passed through the sleeves, and they walked quietly, only hearing each other's breathing and the sound of roadside vendors closing their stalls.

The old man who set up the stall rolled the last sesame seed cake, touched the paper bag, cut it in half, and handed it over neatly, "Young man, I'm sorry, there's only one. You'll just order it. I'm setting up a stall every day. Tomorrow Come again!"

Jiao Cheng took the two pancakes that were not evenly cut, handed them to Li Feidan, scraped the scallion on top and took a bite, it was quite delicious when it was cold, the person next to him rolled up a paper bag, and he hadn't heard of it for a long time sound.

They turned around the path and saw a brightly lit hotel at the turn, Jiao Cheng said, "I won't go tomorrow morning."

The paper bag made a slight rubbing sound, and Li Fei replied, "Okay."

There was a variety show on TV, and Jiao Cheng turned up the volume very loudly. After taking a shower, he didn't blow his hair. He just lay naked on the bed and let the water drop from his forehead.

There was a loud flushing sound in the bathroom, and he couldn't help but sigh, no matter how good a hotel is, it can't compare to his own home, at least he could have escaped in such a weird atmosphere, but now he can only be compressed in a small space , thinking wildly.

The mobile phone exploded with messy news, and Cai Xue started to unilaterally output crazily after not going to work for a day, Jiao Cheng sent a few mocking emojis, and took advantage of the situation to help her fix the file format.

Several reminders popped up on the screen one after another, all of which belonged to Yuan Yu.This comes from the fact that after the two made chicken soup together, the other party often sent him messages, sometimes about trivial matters in life, and sometimes complaining about Shen Chuan. Jiao Cheng didn't even understand why this person believed in him so much. wonderful.

Yuan Yu: I...

Jiao Cheng:?

Yuan Yu: ...

A bunch of ellipses were typed on the opposite side, but they couldn't say anything in the end. Apart from seeing his speechlessness, Jiao Cheng tilted his head and couldn't figure out what he was going to say.

Suddenly there was a burst of warmth from the top of his head, and the hair on his temples was curled up a little bit. He couldn't help but squint his eyes and tightened his body.

Jiao Cheng raised his head slightly, from this angle he could only see Li Feida's wet hair, and the hotel's warm lights dangling from the corner of his eye, the palms behind his head were gently moving, his scalp was numb.

"Why don't you blow your hair today?" Li Feidan said.

Jiao Cheng's mind was empty, and he didn't think about anything. Yuan Yu's dialog box displayed "typing in progress", but after a while the beating disappeared, and he didn't send it for a while.

"Huh?" Li Fei snorted.

"You didn't blow it." Jiao Cheng replied blankly, but he also felt that it was wrong. It is normal for Li Fei to air dry naturally, but he maintains his health and maintains the principle that he will get migraine without blowing. He will blow it honestly every time. over.

"Lazy." I had to add another sentence.

Li Feidan laughed lightly, and his fingers jumped on his scalp.

After a while, the mattress sank, and he knelt down, and the two of them got closer and closer. Normally, this should be a very common behavior, but now there is an ambiguous emotion.

Jiao Cheng suddenly felt nostalgic, this is the feeling only in the early stage of love.

The sound of the hair dryer disappeared, replaced by the "bang bang" sound of the sea breeze hitting the window.

His shoulders sank, and the continuous sound of breathing touched his ears, scratching his itch like fluff, Jiao Cheng couldn't help shrinking his head.

"What did Yuan Yu tell you?" Li Feizhang saw his screen and asked.

Jiao Cheng couldn't move, he wiped the screen with his fingertips and said, "I didn't say anything."

He also wanted to add something, wanted to say "I asked why you didn't answer at noon", but swallowed his saliva, and finally asked inexplicably: "Anna still likes you?"

It was like a jealous question, and I was very annoyed after I finished speaking.

Li Feidan didn't smile, he leaned over and pressed close to his ear, lingering for a moment, covering his eyelids, and then staying at the corner of his mouth.

The moist, steamy, and aroma of shampoo permeating the tip of his nose entered his mouth with the sound of the sea breeze.

Jiao Cheng closed his eyes, he was involuntarily moved, and even didn't understand what the other party meant, so he followed him bewitchingly.

For a moment of tenderness, the two of them twisted into a single piece of crease, the man raised his head, and the drooping hair fell across the eyelids in small strands, not dry, very itchy, very itchy.

"It's not like that, she doesn't like me anymore." Li Feidan said, leaning his head on Jiao Cheng's shoulder, and said softly: "She's just angry with me."

Hearing his answer, Jiao Cheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he supported the bed with his hands behind him, and he burst out laughing in the variety show on TV, "There must be a reason for interacting with so many people in a short period of time."

Li Feizhang didn't expect him to ask this question, he was stunned, and then calmly said: "My reason, I was very bad at that time."

He shook his head while talking, Jiao Cheng silently chewed the word "prostitution" and his mind went blank again, "I remember you didn't like me very much when we first met."

Li Feidan reached out to grab his shoulder, and said quietly: "It's not that I don't like it."

Jiao Cheng couldn't see his expression anymore, and the two of them lay down together on Nuo Da's bed.

"Liar."

A lot of memories flowed in his mind. Li Feidan didn't know what to think of. He propped up his upper body and stared at his eyes carefully. Suddenly, he hugged Jiao Cheng with his arms and sat down on his crossed legs, saying: : "I only like you now, I'm sure."

The space filled with mist was suddenly charming, Jiao Cheng hugged his neck and kissed him naturally.

The mouth is exchanging each other's saliva, the teeth collide with each other when intertwined, the raised tongue tip touches the mucous membrane, vigorously searching, the small particles protruding from the tongue coating are repeatedly crushed, the unspeakable pleasure is in the mouth Blooms bloomed in the skull, and flowed along the tailbone in the front of the body.

Jiao Cheng's hand was holding onto his hair. I don't know if it was because Li Feidan had trimmed it for a long time. With a light press, he covered his eyebrows. At first glance, he looked very cute, and the toughness of his facial features was weakened a lot.

"Um……"

Under the gaze, the man suddenly opened his eyes, and seeing Jiao Cheng's distracted eyes, he immediately licked his upper jaw vigorously, and the other party gasped again.

When he was able to withstand such strength and posture, and just getting better, Li Feidan pulled his legs away, Jiao Cheng's eyes widened in astonishment, and he saw him pull the separated legs into his hands , then patted his buttocks, and said in a low voice, "Clamp it."

Jiao Cheng didn't want to listen to him, but the next moment Li Feidan stood up suddenly, and he had to subconsciously pinch the opponent's waist. This kind of action is really embarrassing. If there is a mirror in front of him now, he would like to get into it. In the cracks...

The moment the waist was clamped, the two of them were very close. They were still very hot after taking a shower, and the closeness of the lower abdomen was a different kind of stimulation. With a snort, he hugged the person in his hands tightly again and again, and stopped until he walked to the French window.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are large and the floor is high. Jiao Cheng can't see anything with his back facing, but he can feel the veins of the half-closed curtains across the skin, which is very slippery, and the embroidered patterns are a bit rough.

He looked into Li Feidan's eyes, half of his face was hidden in the night, and couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Li Feizhang pursed his lips into a smile, and suddenly let go of one hand. Jiao Cheng staggered down and was locked by him with one hand. What a spectacular sea view.

One hand got stuck in the thin pajama pants, stroked back and forth on the flat lower abdomen, and then stayed in the crotch, repeatedly rolling back and forth at the taboo.

"Hiss—" Jiao Cheng gritted his teeth, the powerlessness all over his body made him lean back, but accidentally knocked against the glass window.

Li Feizhang couldn't help smiling, he took two steps forward with his legs, and approached directly in front of his lifeblood, he turned upside down and hugged Jiao Cheng very high, then moved slightly, and the two balls of fabric touched each other fieryly Then, with the murmur in the ear, the temperature gradually increased until it was so hot that the longing for the other party was clamoring.

"Is it okay here?" Li Feidan leaned close to his ear and acted coquettishly. Jiao Cheng was extremely sensitive today, and the emotion in his eyes turned into a pool of water, mixed with moisture, making him even more endearing. He tried to hold his breath, But he couldn't help but bit the other's lips lightly.

"Okay." Li Fei said again, rubbing.

"Hmm..." While speaking, the other party had already taken off his pajama pants, and even the pajamas had been stripped in half, Jiao Cheng's back was half pressed against the glass, it was very cold, and his lower abdomen was directly stained with a layer of blush.

"Tired, it will be very tiring." He said in a daze.

Li Feidan took his hand and put it on his chest, put his hand on the back of Jiao Cheng's head lightly, pulled down his pants, the two people's fiery passion was naked, it seemed like a flash, the mouth All the humming in the song flowed out.

Li Feidan said: "It won't make you tired."

After all, his hand groped to the back, stretched out his middle finger to poke in little by little, squeezed through the narrow gap and slowly found it...

Jiao Cheng didn't have any point of support, and it was different from the classroom before. The window behind him was always trembling under the wind. His whole body was extremely tense, and every muscle was exerting force. Even the entry of fingers today seemed a little bit tight. Difficult, continuous gasps came and went, before he could relax, Li Feidan had already inserted the second finger, and quickly pressed it to his sensitive point.

"what……"

Panting heavily for a while, Jiao Cheng's body bounced violently, and then he leaned against the window, the window suddenly shook, and the cold touch along the back and all directions of the body became hotter and hotter.

He bumped a few times, twisting his waist impatiently, Li Fei's forehead was dripping with sweat, obviously he had reached his limit, and he rubbed the heat into his acupoint/mouth bit by bit, today he can't Dare to be reckless, Jiao Cheng is too tight, every contraction seems to suck his soul away.

"All went in." Li Feidan sighed with emotion in a low voice, panting with satisfaction.

Jiao Cheng's waist couldn't help trembling, and he clinging to the man's shoulders became more and more forceful, wondering if the window above was not tightened, but he always felt a little wind blowing in, blowing his sticky back very cool.

Li Feidan hit directly. At this moment, he had no thought of step-by-step at all. The speed was very fast, and the sound of hitting and slapping became one piece. .

"Um...um...um...ah!"

"Ah... ah... um!"

Jiao Cheng didn't have time to control his voice, and he shouted without thinking. Every time he tried his best to restrain the sound at the end, he changed his tone and became more and more tempting...

The impact was rapid and continuous, the two people's pajamas were so wrinkled that they couldn't look directly at them, Jiao Cheng closed his eyes, and gradually responded to the man's movements, they pumped in unison, the slapping sound was lingering and undulating, the extreme heat quickly flowed through the room, together with The glass on the back is also ringing non-stop...

"It's broken, it's broken..." Jiao Cheng couldn't stop panting.

Li Feizhan heard these two words, the heat under his body increased again, and he pretended to be ruffian and asked: "What's broken?"

Jiao Cheng's eyes slowly opened a gap, and he supported the window with one hand, "The window...the window...is broken...what if it breaks."

The night outside the window became one piece, the sea was covered with a thin moonlight, and even the sand grains became clear, the water and the sky were the same color, making it difficult to distinguish clearly, and here, including the bright red person in front of him, became a corner of this picture, No matter how many times, it will make my heart beat...

"You're only going to break me."

Li Feidan bit his ear, licking it erotically, even biting the ear bone repeatedly, as if he would never get tired of it.

At the joint between the lower body and the body, the two still exchanged bodily fluids enthusiastically. Li Feizhang punched in from a different direction, and every time he hit the bottom, he deliberately brushed against the mouth of the bell. This kind of stimulation was particularly deadly. Open, the pleasure flows from one organ densely...

"Cold...cold..."

The bewildered man in front of him was saying something along with the pumping/thrusting, Li Feidan moved close to his mouth, the depth was deeper, he stopped his movements patiently and asked: "What?"

Jiao Cheng snorted a few times, "It's cold... there's wind from the window."

Li Feidan followed his gaze for a few times, then held his waist, hugged him again, Jiao Cheng was startled, leaned against his chest, and glared: "You...why? !"

Pursing his lips and chuckling lightly, Li Feidan hugged him as he passed by the TV, shaking while maintaining the penetrating posture.

Jiao Cheng was in pain and itching, and couldn't help but blame, "...Don't go, don't go...It's too deep...I'm about to cum..."

Li Feizhan kissed his eyelids, controlled his emotions and said: "I won't leave right away, you can shoot if you want, and your husband can do it if you don't, isn't it cold..." After finishing the last few words, he singled out Pushing open the bathroom door, turning on the warm light...

His vision suddenly became dazzlingly bright, Jiao Cheng squinted his eyes, opened them halfway with difficulty, and suddenly the scene in the mirror of the washbasin broke into his sight...

The two men are entangled together, there is basically no clothes on their bodies, and the connection is in a mess. His hole/mouth is tightly wrapped around the man's giant, and it even moves slowly as it shakes. Li Feidan's hair is still wet , I don't know if it's sweat or water, but his own face is full of spring, as if waiting to be filled at any time...

promiscuous.

This word jumped out of his mind directly, he couldn't imagine that what he just mentioned just now was used so appropriately on himself.

Shy, ashamed, and inexplicably nervous...and excited.

Li Feidan observed the situation of the man in his arms. Unexpectedly, he became more sensitive and tighter. He let out a muffled snort, then covered his eyes, suddenly pushed open the door of the bathroom, and turned on the hot water...

The water splashes everywhere, and the warmth rises.

Jiao Cheng finally understood what the man meant by warming up, and suddenly his waist convulsed. Li Feidan couldn't hold it back any longer, and pushed him against the transparent glass door forcefully to contradict him.

The heavy scrotum collided with the butt, and the intestinal wall was tightly wrapped around it. No one could bear the suffocation absorbed by the tunnel. Li Feidan no longer restrained himself, squeezed in wantonly, and attacked violently...

Hot water sprayed on the two of them, and the only remaining pajamas were tightly attached to each other. As the palms of each other moved, it became more and more chaotic. Jiao Cheng was in a daze. Come, filled his mind.

Splashes of water spread all over his body, and his hair was wet again. Jiao Cheng stroked Li Feidan's broad arms, and murmured: "It's all wet, it's a waste of washing."

Li Feidan listened to his complaints, and his movements became warmer, and he leaned into his ear and whispered: "I'll blow your hair for you again later."

Xu Shi reached the stage of sprinting, Jiao Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, his brain flushed with blood instantly, and he blurted out a moan: "More...deeper..."

Normally, even though his voice was hoarse, there was always a sense of reason, but right now, I don’t know if the sound of hot water washing was too noisy. This kind of request was covered with a layer of confusion, and Li Feidan’s heart melted into a puddle of water. I just want to possess him a little more, a little more...

The water spray gradually spread out along the lines of the skin, and the heat sticks to the limbs, as if to take away the last strength. The bathroom glass can't see anything clearly through the fog, and the variety show outside seems to be over, and a lengthy commercial is playing .

The two leaned on top of each other panting, Jiao Cheng finally stepped on the ground, his legs were weak and he could only keep close to the person beside him to maintain his basic balance.

Li Fei rubbed his hair, took the shower and readjusted the water temperature, and helped Jiao Cheng rinse up little by little.

Squinting his eyes, his eyelashes were covered with drops of water, Jiao Cheng was exhausted, his brain froze, his thoughts were flying wild, and he couldn't concentrate.

Li Feidan took a bath towel and wrapped Jiao Cheng up, connecting it to the top of his head. From a distance, it looked like two white lotus roots. He couldn't help chuckling, "I was very different from what I am now more than ten years ago."

"Personality?" Jiao Cheng said.

"No." Li Feidan pushed him out, and began to take a shower by himself. Through the glass, his voice was muffled, "It was dancing. At that time, my mentality was very different from now. I was in a bad mood for a long time, so Had a lot of girlfriends."

"how many?"

"A lot," he said.

Jiao Cheng stood outside alone and brushed his teeth, the rash on his cheeks disappeared a little, and the spots also faded, "When did it start to change?"

There was a burst of laughter from inside, and Li Feidan also came out following the sound of pulling the door, "Seven or eight years ago, many things happened, and I didn't dance in that year."

Indeed, Jiao Cheng recalled the summer they met, which happened to be the most free time for Li Feidan, and it turned out that he had taken a year off.

"Do you envy Ning Yifei?" Jiao Cheng squeezed out the ointment and applied it on the side of his face, asking in a very low voice.

Li Feidan didn't make a sound, opened the door and went out to get the hair dryer, the sound of "huhu" sounded again.

The lazy wind was wrapped around the neck, around the tips of the ears, and around the upper eyelids. Jiao Cheng wiped off the mist on the mirror of the sink with his hands, and the figures of the two of them slowly appeared, and blurred again within a few seconds.

"I haven't said it before, I like your dancing." Jiao Cheng opened his mouth, squeezed the sink nervously, the hand on the top of his head paused and then continued to pull lightly, he said: "Also, although I can't dance like you Like Chen Cai, but I can wait for you..."

A small voice, a soft tone, there may be echoes in this small space.

Turned off the hair dryer, put both hands on his waist, Li Feidan's hair was entwined with his hair, it was hard to distinguish, and the blurred figures in the mirror also slowly intertwined...

"When are you going to wait..." the man said, the words were so low that only each other could hear them, and at the end Jiao Cheng seemed to hear him whispering: "I don't envy..."