Yi Ren from afar

Surrounded by rising water vapor in the bathroom, Sun Zhanyi pressed Ye Mingyuan against the mirror, and applied body wash to him and himself.

Sun Zhanyi was surprised to find that Ye Mingyuan's fair skin gradually turned pink after being touched.

After washing off each other's body lotion, Sun Zhanyi fondly slid his fingertips across each other's skin. The hardness of his nails seemed to stimulate the other's pain-sensing nerves.

Ye Mingyuan raised his head tremblingly for a moment, closed his eyes slightly and moaned softly, unconsciously rubbing the back of his head against the mirror, begging softly, "Uncomfortable, don't...don't touch...it's uncomfortable...".

The frivolous fingertips stopped all malicious sliding in an instant, Sun Zhanyi grabbed the opponent's jaw with dark eyes, bit the nonsense lips, and sucked everything in the opponent's mouth.

Restless hands rubbed the opponent's body, supporting the opponent's waist with his hands, forcing the opponent's back away from the mirror behind him, and getting closer to his body.

The cold water had already been turned off, and Ye Mingyuan gradually came to his senses. After seeing the other party's face clearly, he called out to Brother Yi in confusion, and suddenly struggled.

Sun Zhanyi pressed against the other's ear and warned coldly: "Don't move around."

Ye Mingyuan pulled out his hand angrily and pushed against the other person's chest. During the struggle, Sun Zhanyi slapped Ye Mingyuan backhand and dragged the shocked man out of the bathroom.

Ye Mingyuan shrank on the bed, curled up.

Picking up the cigarette beside the bed, tearing open the package with trembling fingers, Sun Zhanyi lit the cigarette and sat on the chair in the bedroom. In the dark, he looked at the motionless figure lying on the bed, smoking cigarettes one after another to calm himself down. anger.