System maintenance

Wen Qi's breathing tightened, his body tensed up, and as he stroked Shen Mo's back in a small area, he felt the temperature in his palm rising again and again, and he was also covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Wen Qi...don't tighten it so tightly..." The man wrapped his arms around his waist like pliers, frowned silently, and couldn't help reminding.

This is the first time, calling his name is not in a light tone, there will be a kind of helpless coquettish illusion, Wen Qi's heart skipped a beat, and then it started beating chaotically.

The arm relaxed a little, kissing silent lips and sucking gently, Wen Qi felt like a vessel filled with gunpowder, ignited and exploded with a bang.

Tongues hooked each other and pulled out to bite lightly, entangled continuously, absorbing each other’s breath, the exhaled hot air was scorching hot, the two bodies that were close to each other overlapped each other, the limbs were entangled, the beating heartbeat disappeared more and more The loud saliva is compatible with the sound of water.

The pajamas were taken off, and there was nothing to cover them. The moment they touched each other tightly, Wen Qi's brain slammed, and he didn't think about anything. He just wanted to further combine with the boy on his body and embed himself in his body inside.

Silence naturally also noticed that something was wrong with Wen Qi, the skin close to his chest was hot, and the hot object under his body was harder and hotter than before, and his gaze in the dark was burning hot, revealing a strong desire.

This man of terrible self-control and sanity is messed up.

Laughing softly, Mo Mo put his hand in his hair and slowly stroked it, with a moderate strength that contained imperceptible comfort and interest.

Wen Qi let go of his lips, and moved the kiss to Shen Shen's neck, collarbone, biting his delicate skin inch by inch, licking slowly, leaving more and more ambiguous traces.

He touched the desk lamp on the bedside table, pressed the switch, and the bedroom lit up.

Wen Qi also saw clearly the young man's jealous lust. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly. This was the first time for them. They didn't want to be in the dark, but wanted to look at each other and see each other's devotion and fascination.

His eyes stopped at Shen Mo's red and swollen lips, and looking down, after seeing the marks left by him, Wen Qi's eyes darkened, and his heart was filled with wordless happiness.

It's nice that this person is his.

The atmosphere that followed became hot in vain. The two embraced and kissed each other, and their bodies rubbed against each other slowly with the rhythm of their breathing.

Silently licking Wen Qi's chest, like a lazy kitten licking milk, carelessly, but extremely focused, guarding his own private property.

He bit a protrusion with his teeth, heard the sound of inhalation from the top of his head, and lowered his eyes in silence, grinding the slowly hardening thing, pulling it up and down from time to time, occasionally circling it with his tongue, licking it back and forth .

Wen Qi lowered the corners of his eyes, and his eyes stopped on the top of the black hair lying on his chest. The pain and comfort intertwined, a feeling he had never had before rushed into his brain, and his hand followed the rapidly expanding desire to touch Silence's waist , slowly descending, and stopped at his buttocks, the softness and smoothness under the palm was extremely clear, stimulating the nerves, and when he came back to his senses, he was already kneading the place that disturbed his heart.

Shen Mo raised her eyes, leaned over and licked Wen Qi's lips, and looked at him with eyes that also shone with hot light.

Unable to suppress it anymore, Wen Qi pressed the silence under his body, put his hands on his sides, and stared at him condescendingly, showing the longing and lust in his eyes.

Mo Mo raised his legs and wrapped them around Wen Qi's waist, put his arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, when the slender hands wrapped around a certain part of his body, he raised his body and moved closer to seek more pleasure.

Kneeling between his legs, kissing the softest fair skin, sucking the red marks one by one, and licking them gently, Wen Qi tried to wrap his lips around the green object, there was no nausea, no peculiar smell, it was him The smell of the shower gel he likes, his tongue licks from bottom to top, hearing the boy's comfortable moans, his heart is about to jump into his throat, and he is more gentle and serious to make his lover comfortable.

The wet and greasy tone gradually grew louder, accompanied by the sound of swallowing and suppressed panting, and chanted softly.

Shen Mo suddenly trembled, stretched his legs slightly straight, arched his back, grabbed Wen Qi's hair with his hands, and released himself.

The fishy smell rushing into the throat was clear, the mouth was filled with warm liquid, and the corners of Wen Qi's eyes were a little flushed, purely from being choked, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times, meeting the silent and guilty eyes, he smiled in relief Laughing, indulgently kissed the tip of Silence's nose.

Wen Qi has been struggling with how to lubricate, so Shen Mo opened the drawer, found the newly bought anti-cracking facial oil, and took out some.

His fair hands fiddled with his slightly ferocious dark purple parts. The scorching temperature was covered by the cool touch. For the first time, Wen Qi knew what the two heavens of ice and fire were. His legs, kissing that secret place, wet it with saliva, opened his fingers a little, stared at the slowly wriggling little place, he leaned over to lick it for a while, the tip of his tongue went in and stirred, repeating this action .

The man kissed him tenderly, his chest was heaving in silence, his eyes filled with lust looked at the lamp on the ceiling, at this moment, he rarely didn't think about anything else, and his thoughts were all focused on this moment.

Then he leaned over and pressed it up, and when the plump front end that had already dripped out of the silver thread went into the tight mouth, Wen Qi gasped, his back was so tense, he felt that he was broken by the force of the suction.

"Does it hurt?"

With his legs resting on Wen Qi's shoulders, a small half of the foreign matter in his body made him almost cry out in pain, he pursed his lips, and let out a slow breath in silence. After a while, he slowly relaxed his body.

"Come in."

Wen Qi frowned, squeezed in carefully, moved a few times, stretched out one hand to hug Shen Mo, and stroked his shoulder with the other hand, and began to move back and forth.

Gradually, there were subtle groans, heavy gasps, and obscene bumping sounds on the bed, causing the whole bed to shake together.

Sensitive points were hit, Shen Mo, whose whole body was soaked in sweat, couldn't help raising his head and let out a slightly higher moan, his legs hooked on Wen Qi's shoulders, and his body passively rubbed back and forth against the quilt.

Withdrew himself completely, Wen Qi glanced at the white liquid on it, some of it was facial oil, and the rest was the essence that he had leaked out a moment ago, and the shape of the small mouth that opened and closed was not stopping at the moment Huffing and spitting, it is tempting to make people's blood spurt.

The heavy panting was short, and he buried it again, hit the innermost part, went in and out back and forth, sucked a small bean on his chest with his lips, and made a sound.

Shen Mo's face was covered with sweat, and his thighs were covered with sweat, and they were wet. He moved his buttocks, bumping and sinking under Wen Qi's intense but gentle caress.

"Quick... hurry up..."

"it is good."

The deep voice was hoarse, full of pampering, sweat dripped from Wen Qi's raised eyebrows, the muscles of both arms began to exert force, and moved more quickly to occupy, sucking the bean out with his mouth, and pulling it out from his mouth when he left. A long silver thread, and there was a crackling sound in the air.

The rhythm is getting faster and faster, the waist is shaking violently, Wen Qi let out a low hum from his throat, his body is in his body, the sweaty body is tightly hugged together, enjoying the pleasure in the chaotic panting of residual temperature.

Touching the place where the two joined together, feeling the softness stretched under the fingertips, Wen Qi kissed Shen Mo's sticky cheek, "Xiaobei, can I..."

Shen Mo raised his eyes, and before Wen Qi said this, he had already noticed that the heat in his body was slowly recovering, hardening at an extremely fast speed, filling him.

He didn't make a sound, just tightened his body and greeted him.

With deep tenderness in his eyes, Wen Qi picked him up and put him on his lap, kissing silent eyes, nose, and mouth repeatedly, moving upwards again and again.

The two had a substantive relationship for the first time, and they did it twice. In the end, Shen Mo was carried into the bathroom by Wen Qi to wash his body. He was so tired and weak.

Wen Qi frowned, blaming himself for being out of control tonight, and found that the place was red and swollen when he cleaned the boy before.

After a while, Wen Qi spoke, coaxing his lover with a gentle voice, "Xiaobei, can I apply some medicine for you?"

Mo Mo was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes. He rubbed Wen Qi's chest and fell asleep.

He lowered his head and kissed the boy's frowning brows, and slowly smoothed out the wrinkles with his hands. Wen Qi put one arm around him, and put the other hand behind his head. He opened his eyes alone, with a happy expression on his face.

At noon, the two of them woke up from the quilt. They didn't sleep well in silence. Their temples hurt badly. Their legs didn't have much strength.

But Wen Qi next to him suffered from insomnia almost all night, and his stress and tension were much greater than silence.

Simply packed up and saluted, Shen Mo put the books he often read into the box, he was not nervous about the next journey, people who have lived for several lifetimes, after many life and death, there is nothing that cannot be dealt with.

"111, are you there?"

After a long time, he was still silent, sitting on the sofa, silently shaking his fingertips, seeing that he was at the end, but the time for the system to disappear was getting longer and longer, he was really worried that he had finished all the tasks, and ended up disappearing like this, There is no way to go back.

"Xiao Bei, what's the matter?"

The voice next to his ear pulled back his silent thoughts, he suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and smiled at Wen Qi, soothing the other party's uneasiness.

The two left for the airport after lunch. It was cloudy outside, and it was windy and cold. Mo Mo and Wen Qi were wearing couple scarves. They were both wearing black coats. Handsome, the other has delicate and clean features, a bland expression, an inhuman indifference, a completely different feeling.

Passers-by will look curiously, wondering whether it is a brother or a friend.

Wen Qi's hometown is in City G, and it takes sixteen hours to drive, so he doesn't drive himself every time he goes home, the long distance is too tiring.

When he arrived at the airport, he waited in the waiting hall for a while, silently holding the warm tea that Wen Qi bought for him, with his eyes downcast, his thin white chin buried in the scarf, black-rimmed glasses blocking his face, not very outstanding The appearance of the person can be seen from the crowd at a glance, because of the unique atmosphere and the indifference of isolation.

Wen Qi stroked his hair distressedly, rubbed it again, and pulled his collar closer.

The nearly three-hour flight was followed by an hour-long bus ride. Silent's face turned pale, and his stomach was churning so badly that he held back his nausea several times.

Eating oranges in his mouth, he followed Wen Qi and stood on the bow of the boat, squinting his eyes silently, looking at the road paved with stones, naturally formed with potholes, full of mottled traces left by the rain, and the buildings are all unified White walls and black tiles, covered with a little moss, atmospheric, elegant, connected to the buildings are a series of deep alleys, very beautiful, the phrase "small bridges and flowing water people" came to his mind.

Everything is simple and quiet, without the turbidity of the city in the air, it is a small town where you can live leisurely, like ink and wash.

Shen Mo let out a breath of white air, "The protection here is really good."

"Yes." Wen Qi nodded, returning to his hometown, feeling down-to-earth.

After the boat docked, a group of people who had been waiting on the shore for a long time surrounded them, including men, women and children. They asked Wen Qi about their problems, asking questions about how their work was and how they were doing.

One of the black-faced boys asked excitedly, "Qizi, where is your wife?"

Wen Qi brought Shen Mo, who was standing quietly behind, to his relatives, and said with a smile, "He is Lu Xiangbei, and she is also the daughter-in-law I brought back this time."