wind blowing

At this moment, the two of them were standing in a narrow and remote alley. Although few people passed by, they could still vaguely see the curling smoke not far away, rising slowly under the blue sky.

A bright and noisy day.

After Fu Fenglan finished speaking, Jing Yu turned her head away habitually, because she didn't want to be teased by him, but she didn't refute anymore.

He was amused by Fu Fenglan's low-pitched laugh, and his body became slightly hot.

Where the skin touches, the temperature rises higher and higher, almost sticking together.

Fu Fenglan rubbed his chin and analyzed in his ear: "It's a long way from here to the hotel, and you might bump into someone when you go back. If I run into a staff member, I'm afraid they will think I'm absent from work."

Jing Yu cast her eyes not far away, but said nothing.

"If you want to find a hotel to book a room temporarily, it's a bit troublesome, because you don't have your ID card with you, and you have to go back to the hotel to get it, and there is the same risk of being bumped into by others," Fu Fenglan said rigorously, "So..."

Jing Yu suddenly said vaguely: "Actually, there are also..."

"Actually what?"

Jing Yu glanced at the bluestone wall not far away, and said, "...I said, I brought my ID card."

Fu Fenglan raised his eyebrows: "This is coming prepared."

Jing Yu defended palely: "I'm just used to carrying it with me! I usually take it when I go out for nothing, who knows when I will need it..."

"Understood, that is to be ready to have sex with my husband at any time," Fu Fenglan said with a smile, "That's right, thoughtful, very conscious."

Jing Yu: "..."

When did his curls become so bad.

hateful.

The two found an ancient inn nearby.

From the outside, it looks like an inn in a costume drama. It is antique, and the plaques are all wooden; the interior decoration is modern equipment, and the elevator sensor doors are all available, but it is disguised as a wooden decoration.

Because it was not the tourist season, the business in the store was deserted, and there were a few waiters in short shirts, dressed as mistresses, and greeted them as soon as they saw them.

Fu Fenglan asked for a double room, the best room on the top floor, and asked no one to disturb her.

Take the elevator up, and you'll be there in a few seconds.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't done this for a long time, Jing Yu felt nervous for no reason.

Pretend to be calm, walked in as if nothing had happened, and began to comment on the interior decoration: "This bamboo is too dark green in color, which is a bit fake; this bedpost, the carved patterns are pretty, but it is too complicated, and there are heavy industrial traces; this bed... "

Fu Fenglan put his hands in his pockets and continued, "It's very big."

Jing Yu agreed: "It's very big."

"It looks solid, too."

Jing Yu is like a repeater: "It's very strong."

Fu Fenglan: "It shouldn't be easy to be damaged."

Jing Yu: "..."

Fu Fenglan took a step closer, his eyes were slightly introverted, and he looked at him deeply: "So, young master Chu, can you tell me when you want to appreciate these furniture?"

Jing Yu subconsciously took a step back.

His back hit the dresser.

It didn't hurt, but Fu Fenglan still walked over quickly, carried him to the dressing table, stood between his spread legs, and touched his lower back.

"Does it hurt?"

Jing Yu shook her head: "It was just a touch."

He is not a porcelain doll, but Fu Fenglan is always very nervous about his bumps and bumps, and occasionally cuts his hand at home, but he has to wrap him in a bandage seriously.

Fu Fenglan lowered his eyes, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I hurt."

Jing Yu was about to ask him where the pain was and whether his leg injury had occurred again, when he suddenly felt a little hot in Fu Fenglan's palm.

The palms covering his lower back were scorching hot, and they fit so tightly that they almost merged with his skin.

Fu Fenglan took another half step forward.

Now, there is no space between the two.

Jing Yu also clearly felt what that painful thing was.

"Touch it," Fu Fenglan ordered simply, and somewhat eagerly, "I feel uncomfortable."

Fu Fenglan rarely showed such a loss of control.

Lost composure, loss of proportion, clear desire, like an adolescent boy who desires simple and direct.

Brash and cute.

Jing Yu's crotch was pressed, and she felt Fu Fenglan grinding silently, her face turned red instantly.

"Why are you shy?" Fu Fenglan teased him while kissing his eyes, "It's not the first time I've done this."

It's not the first time, but it's been a long, long time since the last time, so long that Jing Yu felt that it was last year.

"I'm...not used to it," Jing Yu said in a little embarrassment, "Does it hurt? I can help you with my hands first..."

After all, the dressing table is a bit small, and the wood is also annoying.

Fu Fenglan carried him down, put him on the bed, and said simply: "No need."

He turned him over and took off his cotton trousers, revealing two smooth and soft legs.

The short jacket on Jing Yu's upper body was still on. It was the work clothes of the NPC in the program group. The fabric was not delicate, but a slightly rough cotton and linen texture.

The waist of the short gown was a bit too big for Jing Yu, and it was curled up loosely on her body, revealing a smooth narrow waist, and her skin looked fairer and more delicate against the rough fabric.

Because the fabric is rough, this kind of short jacket is usually worn outside the T-shirt, not close to the body.

But Jing Yu was in a hurry when she came last night, and she didn't bring a change of clothes. Last night's clothes had already been washed, so she came here in the morning wearing a short jacket next to her body.

I didn't notice it when I followed Fu Fenglan in the morning, but now I was pressed by Fu Fenglan on the bed, and my skin and the fabric of the jacket were tightly attached, so I felt uncomfortable.

"pain……"

The front chest has been worn by the cloth all morning, and it has already become slightly red and swollen.

He turned around pitifully, and lifted his shirt to Fu Fenglan: "It's all swollen..."

Fu Fenglan's eyes suddenly turned strange.

What he saw at this moment was Jing Yu lying softly on the bed, trying to prop up her body, lifted her blouse, and showed him her soft and beautiful breasts.

Jing Yu's body is very obedient, with a narrow waist, fleshy buttocks and chest, white and holy, like a girl in a Western oil painting, a body that can make people willingly go to hell just by looking at it.

The tip of the nipple was slightly red and swollen due to being rubbed by the cloth, and turned bright red, dangling on the hill, like a dewy cherry on the branch.

Soft and sweet.

With the crying and complaining, the chest flickered, tempting people to stroke and suck.

Jing Yu complained hoarsely: "This rubbish clothes will scratch my skin..."

Fu Fenglan held out his hand without making a sound.

Jing Yu thought he was going to hug him, so she opened her arms happily.

The next second, Fu Fenglan put his arms around his lower back, pulled him over by his clothes, and lowered his head to suck his left nipple.

Jing Yu gasped in shock, and subconsciously pushed him, but her hand was caught, and she pressed her back against her body.

Fu Fenglan licked his left chest with his tongue, and stroked his right nipple with his right hand, pulling and rubbing gently.

The memory of the past came back to my mind in an instant.

Fu Fenglan likes to play with his nipples every time in bed.

Being licked was extremely numb, itchy and painful, but it was also extremely refreshing. The pleasure of being possessed and played with penetrated into the soul, making his lower body moist.

It made him feel like he was being played by Fu Fenglan.

He was a little confused, because he originally thought that Fu Fenglan liked the muscular breasts of mature men, so he ate papaya, drank a lot of milk, and wanted to be as beautiful as possible.

Frustrated, she found that her breasts didn't seem to have changed much, so when she started having sex, she would hide and not let Fu Fenglan touch her breasts, for fear that he would spoil the fun.

But Fu Fenglan didn't look like he didn't like it.

He was always rubbing his breasts very hard, licking and sucking on his nipples, sucking with a force similar to breastfeeding.

He cried and shouted "No more, nothing will come out", Fu Fenglan refused to let him go.

So Jing Yu became paranoid, worried that he actually liked girls.

Only girls have full breasts, soft and elastic.

Before, she refrained from saying anything, but today, after being sucked for a long time, Jing Yu unconsciously said it in the chaotic comfort.

Fu Fenglan thought he heard it wrong: "Girl, what girl?"

As she spoke, she reached down and stroked his pale pink genitals.

Jing Yu's eyes lost focus: "You're always licking your breasts...don't treat me like a girl..."

Fu Fenglan was taken aback for a moment, unable to laugh or cry.

He picked up the speed in his hands, and after a few seconds of quick strokes, Jing Yu arched her back, screamed like a kitten, and climaxed.

Fu Fenglan lowered his head and kissed his soft little Xiaoyu: "It's not that I like breasts, but because your breasts are beautiful, so I like them. I like whatever you have."

Jing Yu was as soft as a puddle of water: "But obviously... when we first met, you said you didn't like me...you like men with big breasts and big butts..."

Fu Fenglan vaguely remembered it, and almost laughed out loud: "That's why you said that I am an old cow eating young grass, I was teasing you, you remember it until today? Such a grudge."

"It's not about holding grudges," Jing Yu muttered, "I remember everything about you..."

good and bad.

Long ago, near.

every piece.

I remember everything.

When Fu Fenglan went in, Jing Yu cried.

He thought, when he was 15 years old masturbating to Fu Fenglan's photo, he would never have imagined that such a day would come.

He will be pressed down by Fu Fenglan, with red fingerprints all over his back, and his things stuck in his back, and he will be fucked almost incontinently.

Fu Fenglan licked him gently, then rubbed his ass vigorously, forcing him to cum again and again.

She is like an angel when she is gentle, and like a devil when she is fierce.

The devil was still whispering in his ear, coaxing him: "Be good, call out."

Jing Yu's legs were trembling: "It's called..."

"Lie," Fu Fenglan laughed badly, "we are obviously giving birth to kittens, you should meow, cats can't talk, they will only be locked up at home, working from morning to night, constantly Pregnant and have litters of kittens."

"Give birth to a kitten" lasted until after one o'clock in the afternoon.

Jing Yu couldn't get up, she couldn't even move a finger.

Fu Fenglan patted his head and pulled all the curtains tightly, letting him sleep peacefully.

Close the door and ask the shopkeeper not to disturb, I will come to pick up people in the afternoon.

The shopkeeper was very sensible, so he didn't ask any more questions, but said, "Then what if your friend wakes up and plans to leave early?"

"No," Fu Fenglan smiled slightly, "He works too hard and sleeps for a long time, so just don't bother him."