my therapist freaked out

"What, what are you doing?" Ke Fan stammered and turned his head in a half-squatting position, dazed by the two suit trousers in front of him.The straight middle pleats on the trousers were ironed out by myself.Now the two neat trouser folds are sharp and angular, facing his face.

His mouth was dry, and he looked up at Jiang Hongyu.Sensing Ke Fan's gaze, Jiang Hongyu lowered his head, his eyes swept over him from head to toe, Ke Fan instantly felt as if he had been stripped naked for inspection.

He looked at it from a lower angle, and the man's jaw line was like a romantic deity in a painting, like a movie star glimpsed in a movie.

This man is his man.

Ke Fan is not a jerk, he firmly believes that he has no weird hobbies.

Although there is a folder in the hard disk, there are some whip candles and the like... Ke Fan suddenly realized that he had to find a time to delete it quickly.

Before Jiang Hongyu, he had no love or experience.But when it comes to watching movies, he, Ke Fana, can't lose to any Xiaoling.

What Ke Fan used to like most was still the kind of movies with big muscular men who saved about two hard drives.

Of course, now that he has reformed himself, he only pretends to be his boyfriend in his heart.

Therefore, it is even more necessary to format the hard disk earlier and destroy it as soon as possible.

Ke Fan is now immersed in sweet love, mixing oil with Jiang Hongyu, naturally he can't remember when he just met Jiang Hongyu and didn't think he was a ghost, he prepared the toilet paper and opened the little girl named "The Conqueror" on his computer. A Friday night of new flicks for all tastes.

That night when he just opened the file, the screen went black before he could read it, and then he was scared out of his wits by Jiang Hongyu's pressure.

He had forgotten about Jiang Hongyu, but he hadn't.

Just a few days ago, when he was making out with Ke Fan, he suddenly remembered this incident, and he confiscated the strength under his body.

"Hmm, it hurts~" Ke Fan pursed his lips, put his hands on his chest in aggrieved manner, but didn't push hard.

Looking at Ke Fan's face full of passion/desire, Jiang Hongyu couldn't help kissing him again, suppressing the matter to the bottom of his heart.

With such a pressure, it is today.

(For the full version, see the first picture on Weibo, @进减的船船舟, fans can see it. Highlight: This time it’s a bit of Mr. Jiang’s S-shaking fun, a little bit, don’t enter if you don’t like it! Minors are prohibited!)

Fortunately, the next day was also a weekend, Ke Fan fell into a drowsy sleep, and moved a bit, which happened to involve the red spot on his buttocks.Shocked by the pain, he suddenly woke up.

"hiss."

Jiang Hongyu originally held Ke Fan in his arms, letting him lie on top of him with most of his body.After Ke Fan passed out last night, he checked carefully and found that he had indeed acted ruthlessly.There is no way, Ke Fan sits in the office every day and does not exercise, his buttocks are soft and bouncy, he usually likes to knead for a long time when they are together, not to mention that both of them were distracted yesterday, and their hands lost their importance.

"Does it hurt?" He gently scratched the tip of Ke Fan's nose, and gently covered it with the other hand, rubbing it slowly from light to heavy.

Ke Fan nodded. In fact, the beating wasn't that hard. It only hurts and feels a little comfortable after rubbing like this.He remembered what happened last night, and couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth and bury his head on Jiang Hongyu's naked chest.

"It doesn't hurt very much." Ke Fan's mouth was pressed against Jiang Hongyu's skin, and Jiang Hongyu's heart itched when he spoke.

"Is it comfortable?" Jiang Hongyu asked with a smile.

Ke Fan's face was hotter than before, he nodded, and made a "hmm" like a mosquito.

"Is it more exciting than the movies on your computer?" Jiang Hongyu continued to ask.

"Ah."

Ke Fan was cool and shy, and suddenly his mind moved, what?

He stood up and looked at Jiang Hongyu foolishly: "You you you..."

Jiang Hongyu's expression was unpredictable, and he said, "As long as you like it, my husband will make it up for you."

Ke Fan just blushed just now, but now the fig leaf has been lifted, and the veins on his forehead are about to explode.

"I, I don't, no, just..." He stammered, "How much have you read?"

Jiang Hongyu wondered if he saw something that night?But judging by Ke Fan's reaction, it is estimated that there are still many crimes.

Is there something more exciting?With a half-smile, he stared at Ke Fan.

It's over.Ke Fan leaned back on Jiang Hongyu with his head down, thinking about the titles of the movies he had never seen in his hard drive, and felt his butt hurt even more.

"Okay, get up and eat if you don't feel any pain." Jiang Hongyu rubbed his waist.

Ke Fan felt itchy, but the big deal was in other people's hands, so he could only bear it with a low eyebrow and let him touch it.

After Jiang Hongyu finished speaking, he was about to get up.Suddenly Ke Fan grabbed him.

When he looked back, Ke Fan's expression was solemn, and he slowly approached his face.

"Why do you have white hair here?" Ke Fan pushed aside Jiang Hongyu's short hair, and asked with a frown, "Can ghosts grow old too?"

Jiang Hongyu was surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he teased Ke Fan: "Of course, ghosts can also turn red hair. My sense of taste and body temperature are the same as those of ordinary people. If you have the time to take care of yourself, you might as well practice two more postures. "