Act like a spoiled child

It was Haishi, and it was already dark.Mingshen was obediently hugged by Yumin, clasped his shoulders with both hands, and said in a low voice, "...Master Bu is at the east end, my brother is at the west end, and my room is one floor away from them."

Yumin asked in a low voice: "...so?"

Mingshen blushed, his voice was almost inaudible, but he insisted on finishing the sentence seriously: "So, I won't hear you no matter what, you can do whatever you want."

As a result of this sentence, Yumin narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at him from above, with a hint of warning flashing in his eyes.This is a dangerous signal. Mingshen made a mistake before, and Yumin had the same expression when he grabbed him and beat his palm, but in fact it didn't hurt every time. Yumin just looked scary, which made Mingshen After knowing the mistake, dare to do it next time.

It's just that this time... This time, he took the initiative to cause trouble, so it might be even more different.

Yumin reached out to unbutton his belt and buttons, and finally stopped teasing him calmly like the previous few times, letting him be ground to tears under her body, kneading Mingshen like dough into various pieces at will. A shape, what he wants him to be, he will become what he wants, prodigal, shy, vulnerable, eager, he let him be controlled by love, powerless to fight back, and he is happy to see this the result of.This time Yumin's voice lost his composure which is rare, he leaned over and kissed his ears, chin and chest delicately, the voice tainted by lust made Mingshen's whole body go limp, Mingshen was soft and a little The milky voice made his eagerness nowhere to hide.

He reached for the golden tent hook, failed to hook it two or three times, and made a crisp sound when he touched the side rail of the bed. Mingshen was pressed down by Yumin, and he turned his head to see that his hands were trembling, and he pulled the bed curtain several times. He didn't close it carefully, but he stretched out his hand to buckle it lightly, then came back and tilted his head to look at him, with a narrow and naughty smile in his eyes, causing Yumin to bite him on the cheek.

Then he got up a little bit, looked down at him, and the two smiled at each other.

Mingshen called him softly: "Brother Min."

Yumin pressed him impatiently, stretched out his hands to press down his legs, and tried to calm down his voice: "It may... a little pain, I will try my best..."

Mingshen was very nervous at first, but after seeing Yumin's nervous look, he suddenly became less nervous. Watching Yumin stretch out his hand cautiously to try, but also staring closely at his eyes, ready to catch any color of pain at any time, Afraid of hurting him.However, under such worries, he couldn't get in after a long time. Instead, Mingshen tried his best to cooperate with him, relaxed his body, stretched out his hand to gently touch Yumin's brows that seemed to be frowning at any time, and said softly : "I don't hurt, Brother Min."

Seeing Mingshen staring at him, Yumin got up a little bit and approached him to ask him. The fragrance hit him, and those eyes seemed to be intoxicating. He couldn't remember what he wanted to say to Mingshen just now. Subconsciously said: "You smell so good."

Ming Shen whispered, "It's Jasmine Fragrance."

"Huh? Where did Jasmine come from at this time of year?" Yumin said, just as he was about to continue, he saw Mingshen push him away suddenly, and he went down to the bed as if remembering something urgent - Yumin thought he suddenly wanted to run away again He stretched out his hand to catch him, but Mingshen missed his naked body, he reached out and only touched Mingshen's back which was exposed when he turned sideways, the young man's beautiful skeleton appeared in front of his eyes, his waist sank, and even his hips turned up.

Mingshen is still like a naive child, ignorant of this situation - he reached out and grabbed Yumin's clothes a few times, picked up Yumin's clothes and groped for a few times, before he could get them up, his whole body froze. Yumin had already carried her back and pressed her back.

He straddled Ming Shen, pinned his back, making him unable to move.The little fish on the chopping board obviously didn't have any sense of crisis, and he couldn't think of resisting when he was restrained. It wasn't until Yumin made him hurt a little suddenly that he called out softly: "Brother Min, brother Min ..." He reached out his hand to stop Yumin, his eyes were covered with mist, and he turned around and handed him something cold, "This is this, what I want to give you is... jasmine oil. Brother Min, Don't be in such a hurry, I'm in pain..."

Yumin suddenly understood, he didn't even think about it, and asked in a low voice: "...how did this happen, huh? When did you buy this thing?"

Mingshen replied obediently: "I secretly bought it this afternoon and stuffed it in your sleeve, but you didn't notice it either. I almost forgot about it myself."

Yumin pinched his fingertips and rubbed them lightly: "Why do you do this? Did you learn it by secretly reading?"

Mingshen nodded, a little embarrassed to say: "I, apart from studying the things you want me to learn, I also went...to buy a book of erotic, erotic palaces to read."

"Have you ever done it yourself?" Yumin asked hoarsely, "How are you doing?"

Mingshen finally sensed his narrowness from his repeated questions, and immediately reacted, muttering: "It's not that good." Then he turned his back and ignored him.

Yumin smiled lowly, even though he had endured some tight pain, he still used up half a box of jasmine oil slowly and meticulously, the dark fragrance surged, making people obsessed and speechless.

He whispered: "Ah Shen... Be careful, baby. I'm coming in."

Ming Shen buried his face in the pillow, and let out a "hmm".

In fact, at this time, it doesn't hurt too much, Yu Minyuan is more gentle than he shows, caring for him very much.Mingshen was not used to it at first, but he was gradually coaxed by Yumin to get better - he was actually quite serious about this matter, and when Yumin asked him what kind of erotic palaces he had seen, he showed him one by one, He also seriously asked Yumin for advice.Yumin was being teased so much that he was going crazy, but Mingshen didn't know it, so he just begged Yumin to be softer, and softer, and when he was made to cry, he hugged Yumin again, so clingy no way.

It's late spring, it's not too hot when you're covered with a quilt, and when it's hot, it doesn't look too cold when the slippery brocade slips from the tent with overlapping figures.Mingshen got tired later, he completely relaxed and lay down, letting himself be washed by the waves, the ripples washed away his flesh and bones, and the water must have fallen flowers and a faint fragrance.

The bed board creaked and shook, he hugged Yumin's back, feeling like he was dreaming.The dark bed curtain was hanging above his head, reflected by the flickering candles into a deep blue color with warm light. At first he forgot what color it was originally, but when he thought about it carefully, he would always be dragged into it by Yumin again. There was no place to hide in the mutual entanglement, and he thought about it several times but couldn't remember it. It was only after dawn that he realized that it was red in the first place.

He suddenly felt sweet, and knew that Yu Min must have thought the same way—the two looked at each other, and Ming Shen was almost exhausted, but he still pushed forward to kiss him, and called softly, "Brother Min."

Yumin brushed away the wet hair on his forehead, and kissed the end of his eyes: "Good boy."