Brother Wen's little padded jacket

The candlelight in the Chaoyi Hall is heavy, and the affection is deep under the heavy curtains.

"It's almost faded a long time ago." Wen Xingyi unbuttoned his shirt, and a shallow scar could be seen on his fair chest, "Don't be angry with Miss Yu any more."

Xiangyi pursed her lips, "I'm angry with myself."

Wen Xingyi smiled and said, "Okay, you have repeatedly told me 'it's not your fault', do you want me to persuade you now? Although it was unexpected...the past is finally over."

"Well, brother is mine again." Xiangyi smiled, looking a little silly for no reason, picked up the white jade traceless glue, dipped it on his fingertips and applied the medicine to him.

Fingers kneaded on the shoulders, slid to the collarbone, and then clung to that point stickily.

Wen Xingyi trembled, blushing, "You..."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Xiangyi came back to her senses, applied the medicine to him honestly and diligently, then opened his pants and rubbed the ointment on his waist.

Xiangyi was only 14 years old when Wen Xingyi went to Lingyun Villa with his back on his back. Wen Xingyi clearly remembered his thin body and small palms.

But now, that warm big hand wrapped around his waist, which seemed to hold him tightly, which made him want to hide.

The wrist was grabbed again and looked at carefully, Wen Xingyi curled up his fingers uncomfortably and said, "It won't go away after too long, and it's not very obvious, so don't waste it."

"Hmm." Xiangyi responded, but she didn't intend to let him go at all. She suddenly stuck out a tip of her tongue and licked the two pale pink scars.Wen Xingyi didn't dare to hide, so he took a finger of Wen Xingyi's mouth, licked it wet, bit it, and kissed it again.

Wen Xingyi's face was flushed, and the hand clasped around his waist suddenly moved, gently pinching his buttocks. When he moved, there was a "snap", and the medicine box was knocked over to the ground.

Xiangyi glanced at it, and repeated his words, "Well, it can't be wasted." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and scraped it off, and wiped it all over Wen Xingyi's chest vaguely.

"Don't..." Wen Xingyi wanted to grab his hand, but his hand was covered with milky white ointment, and he drew a line on his face inadvertently, and when he looked up again, he saw Xiangyi directly Staring at him, obviously couldn't hold back anymore.

"I want to kiss, okay?" Xiangyi pursed her lips, her expression almost serious.

But before Wen Xingyi could answer, he lowered his head impatiently, but he touched Wen Xingyi's eyelids first, and said distressedly, "I'm all swollen from crying."

Suddenly an indescribable shame welled up in his heart, before he had time to think about it, his lips and tongue had fallen, and Xiangyi, who had been away for many years, attacked the city like a tiger and wolf, leaving him breathless——

"It's so sweet." Xiangyi licked it hastily, "Brother is so sweet."

"Don't, don't call... ah." Wen Xingyi blushed, and he knew that pinching his butt would not be so kind, it was definitely not just a touch.

"It's so tight." Xiangyi's ears were also red, but his face was serious, "Doesn't senior brother miss me?"

Wen Xingyi's brain was in chaos, and he could no longer receive the information, and just looked at him innocently and blankly.

Xiangyi fell in love with his expression of complete trust in herself, kissed him again and again, and reached out to take a box by the bedside.

Wen Xingyi stared blankly at him taking out golden pills, like solid bells, and panicked, "...what?"

"My brother gave it to me." Xiangyi lifted his legs around her neck, straightened herself up, and stuffed those small balls into Brother Wen's ass one by one.

"Hmm... Xiang, Xiangyi..." Wen Xingyi's head was bloodshot, feeling extremely ashamed, he patted him angrily, "Put me down!..."

The hard ball was pushed into the hot tunnel, and it melted quickly, and the body was sticky, and when Xiangyi put him down, some liquid even flowed out.

"Senior Brother...Senior Brother..." Xiangyi's fingers could finally come in and out easily, he pulled away the hand that was covering his face in Wen Xingyi, and lightly set fire on his face and body, "Look at me. Don't you miss me... ..."

"Ah..." Wen Xingyi let out a soft moan, and emptily grabbed his hand, "Don't touch...don't, don't press..."

"Senior brother is lying." Xiangyi smiled triumphantly, poked the place back and forth with her fingers, bent down and bit Wen Xingyi's steaming ear, "I really like it, I miss me so much..."

Wen Xingyi covered his mouth, whimpering like a small animal, a white splash splashed on his chest.

Xiangyi stopped, dipped her fingers in some concentrated essence, and rubbed her pink nipples openly, after savoring it again and again, she sighed hoarsely, "Brother, you are so beautiful."

"Stop talking." Wen Xingyi hugged the messy clothes softly, pinched his cheek, "It's so embarrassing."

Wen Xingyi would never touch him, and when he was pinched suddenly, Xiangyi felt a little pain, as if bitten by a rabbit, smiled happily, and whispered, "Why are you willing to embarrass you to death? To do, to kill you."

Wen Xingyi pinched his mouth again, frowning in a fierce manner, "Where did you learn the nasty talk? If you don't learn it well."

Obviously being taught a lesson, Xiangyi seemed to be pampered.He lowered his head and felt a little embarrassed, "I've thought about it for a long time, and it's the first time I said it, I'm not very proficient. Can I go in?"

"No way," Wen Xingyi got up slightly, coughed in a low voice, "You, you are too big... Ah, woo..."

The erect penis can't wait to push into the wet hole.Wen Xingyi fell back into the quilt, tears overflowing his eyes, looking extremely pitiful.

Xiangyi pulled away the ankles of the warm clothes, her throat was tight, and a drop of sweat dripped from her forehead, "Brother, can you eat some more?"

"No..." Wen Xingyi's eyes were blurred, and before he could finish his sentence, his eyes went dark.

Xiangyi hurriedly pushed into the depths, bent down to lick away Wen Xingyi's tears, kissed and kissed on that mole, and asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"

Wen Xingyi breathed fragilely, his voice was tinged with crying, like a nailed butterfly.

Xiangyi was a little panicked, and slowly pulled it out, leaving only one part buried inside, gently twitched, and pushed it against Wen Xingyi's favorite spot.

Sure enough, Wen Xingyi couldn't take it anymore, his fingers climbed up his neck convulsively, and the front end slowly turned up.

"Brother is out of the water..." Xiangyi murmured unconsciously, unable to hold back any longer, she stretched out her big hand and picked him up to sit on her body, and began to fiddle with him from bottom to top.

Wen Xingyi's face was flushed red, he was so teased by the stormy behavior that he couldn't make a sound, his lower body was pierced with juice, so he could only hug his neck tightly and whimper with the current.

"It's even more swollen." Xiangyi kissed Wen Xingyi's eyelids, "It's so pitiful."

When the servants were called in to take a bath and tidy up the mattress, Wen Xingyi had been buried in his arms like an ostrich. After working for a long time, he could finally lie down.

Xiangyi tugged at him, "Don't sleep. The medicine just now was in vain, I have to do it again."

Hearing that Wen Xingyi felt hot all over again, he begged for mercy, "No, no..."

Xiangyi looked upright, "I won't touch you."

Obviously he has lost his credibility, Wen Xingyi turned his head away.

Wen Xingyi actually had a fight with him, the last time was when they were at Tingyun Peak, Xiangyi missed it very much, leaned down and called, "Senior Brother..."

"Like, miss, love you." Wen Xingyi turned his head and "tweeted" on his lips.

Xiangyi blushed, and raised her arms to hug him, "...um."

The tide of emotion in the tent has not faded, and the warmth is mellow, Wen Xingyi hugged the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.He rubbed against the pillow, showing a carefree smile.