Meet Allure

"Ah!" A short scream came from behind Wen Cheng, Mu Qingyang and Wen Cheng were both taken aback, Wen Cheng turned sideways, only then did Mu Qingyang see Zhang Shiyun who came to him with a glass of wine, Her gaze turned to the wig in Mu Qingyang's hand and Wen Cheng's body, and she suddenly thought of the coat in Mu Qingyang's closet that she was not allowed to move, and Mu Qingyang's tone of course when he asked the other party to pick him up. After thinking about it, the expression on his face was as disgusting as eating shit, "You found a man because you broke up with me?"

Mu Qingyang didn't answer, Zhang Shiyun was very glad that she refused the request of the people at the same table to come to Mu Qingyang with her, otherwise a group of people saw her "boyfriend" kissing another man in a dark corner, she would I don't even know what expression to put on.

Zhang Shiyun sneered suddenly, her sarcasm made her face ugly, her expression lingered coldly on Wen Cheng, "It's still a pervert who disguises himself as a woman. Don't you feel disgusted, Mu Qingyang? Nausea for you, can you kiss any pervert?"

Mu Qingyang's face suddenly turned cold, but before he spoke, Wen Cheng put one hand in his hair and smoothed it out, trying to make it less messy, he casually said while doing it: "A man would rather find a pervert who would Looking for you, who is the disgusting one, little sister?" Wen Cheng cast a glance at Zhang Shiyun at the same time as the end of Wen Cheng's voice fell, the smile in the eyes of the winner mocking the loser.

Zhang Shiyun was so angry that the hands holding the wine were trembling, she wished she could smash the couple to death on the spot, and poured the wine on their faces almost without hesitation.

The wine dripped down the hair on Mu Qingyang's forehead, Mu Qingyang raised his eyelids, and looked at Zhang Shiyun indifferently: "Is that enough?"

Looking at the embarrassed but indifferent Mu Qingyang, Zhang Shiyun's reason came back in an instant, tears also fell, and the hatred and love in her eyes were entangled. She just stared at Mu Qingyang for several seconds, stepped forward and raised her eyes. Mu Qingyang looked at her calmly, just waiting for her slap to fall, but Zhang Shiyun couldn't slap her, her tears seemed to be broken. Big drops of pearls fell, she withdrew her hand suddenly, stared at Mu Qingyang like a curse and said, "Mu Qingyang, you make me sick." After finishing speaking, she covered her mouth and ran to the bar back door. direction.

Wen Cheng was also splashed with wine, and his hair fell down because of it, but instead of being embarrassed, he was even more seductive. His eyes were teasing, "Do you want to comfort Baby Mu?"

Mu Qingyang stretched out his hand to push aside the broken hair that fell in front of Wen Cheng's eyes, and said, "Wen Cheng."

"Ok?"

"kiss Me."

The feasting lights and the noisy crowd were outside, the two figures overlapped in the shadows, their intertwined breaths were warm, Wen Cheng's lips parted from Mu Qingyang's, and traced a silver line of lust, he nibbled on Mu Qingyang's lips He took a sip, because he was wearing tight black leather pants, and he could see the reaction of his lower body at a glance. He pushed his lower body forward, and said in a very aggrieved tone: "Baby..."

Mu Qingyang's condition was not much better than Wencheng's, but reason still occupied most of his thoughts compared to lust. He put his hands on Wencheng's side and exhaled slowly: "No." At least, not here.

"Second floor." Wen Cheng knew what Mu Qingyang was thinking, stroking Mu Qingyang's earlobe with his hand, smiling like a fairy, "I have a room."

Mu Qingyang: "..."

I knew that the second floor where there were not many people at the stairway was not a serious second floor.

The second floor is full of closed rooms at a glance, the lights in the corridor are dim, and the dark red wallpaper has a pornographic taste. Mu Qingyang knows what the second floor is for when he comes up.Wen Cheng opened one of the doors with a magnetic card, but when he turned around, he saw Mu Qingyang was still looking at the corridor, a little helpless, he put his arms around Mu Qingyang's waist, pulled him closer and kissed him, "Isn't that what you should see? ?”

Wen Cheng closed the door with the other hand, Mu Qingyang smiled at him, and when Wen Cheng was unprepared, he pushed Wen Cheng onto the bed with force, half of Wen Cheng fell on the bed, Mu Qingyang quickly pressed down on it, with both hands Zhi lay on the bed admiring the messy appearance of Wen Cheng lying under him.

Wen Cheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, got up and hugged Mu Qingyang's neck, tilted his head, and kissed Mu Qingyang's Adam's apple, Wen Cheng licked and bit it with the intention of playing, and the delicate pleasure pierced Mu Qingyang's breath Stuffed, a deep muffled hum came out of his throat, Wen Cheng smiled even more presumptuously, and unbuttoned Mu Qingyang's clothes one by one with his hand, his fingertips brushed the pink on Mu Qingyang's chest unintentionally. Go for a shudder.

Only then did Mu Qingyang realize that the situation was wrong, he grabbed Wen Cheng's wrist to stop him, and said hoarsely, "I'll do it."

The first time the two met was Wencheng Shang. At that time, Mu Qingyang was overwhelmed with alcohol and had a desire to vent, so he didn't care too much, but after the relationship between the two was formalized, he had a strong desire for Wencheng.

Wencheng is a badass goblin.

Mu Qingyang originally thought that Wen Cheng would refuse, because Wen Cheng looked feminine and his personality was by no means as harmless as his appearance, but what he didn't expect was that Wen Cheng didn't respond, he let go of Mu Qingyang with both hands, and opened his arms He fell down on the bed, with a look of letting you pick and choose, "Come."

Wen Cheng's skin is as smooth as white jade, his body is thin but not weak, and every muscle in his body is well-proportioned. Just looking at it, Mu Qingyang is so hard.

In fact, this is the first time for them in a real sense. Mu Qingyang took care of Wen Cheng dutifully, his gentle kiss gradually went down Wen Cheng's neck, and his hand penetrated into Wen Cheng's pants. , the hand that is often used to hold the pen grasps Wen Cheng's half-hard things, Wen Cheng sighs in satisfaction, inserts five fingers into Mu Qingyang's hair, and strokes it repeatedly.

Mu Qingyang has no experience in helping other people masturbate. He followed the steps he remembered when he released himself, and repeated the piston movement. The penis in his hand gradually became stiff and hot. Mu Qingyang tried his best, but the superior could not help but be distracted. , Kissing casually.

Wen Cheng laughed hoarsely, put his hands on Mu Qingyang's arms, "Baby..."

Mu Qingyang responded indiscriminately, "Huh?"

In just one second, Mu Qingyang's world turned around. Wen Cheng, who was under him, supported him, his legs tightened around his waist so that he couldn't move, and Mu Qingyang was restrained with one hand. The wrists of Yang's two hands pressed Mu Qingyang's hands to the top of his head, the meekness and laziness just now were gone, and Wen Cheng was exuding aggression at this moment, like a cheetah catching its prey, elegant and dangerous.

Mu Qingyang was furious, "Wencheng!"

Wen Cheng put a finger on Mu Qingyang's lips, and the mole on the corner of his eye made his smile extraordinarily coquettish, "Honey, you don't know how to do it yet, I'll teach you."