A devil in distress is not as good as a pig

Although Zhu Ye spoke domineeringly, he didn't have any confidence in his heart. It's just that he was used to being domineering and hated being in a passive position the most in his life. It's in my hands."

Simply put, it is pretentious.

Seeing Mo Hu's fox face was first startled, then ecstatic, Zhu Ye's heart trembled twice, and he bravely unbuttoned the first button of his shirt. Although his face was still paralyzed, his fingertips were trembling a little.

Mo Hu has been with him day and night for so long, so he is very clear about his awkward temper, but what he really loves is the unstoppable prince Faner like him, knowing that he is nervous, but he just can't get rid of his face , so he did what he wanted, and deliberately acted like a nervous and secretly happy little daughter-in-law. When she walked over to turn off the light, she even deliberately slapped hands and feet together to show "I'm more nervous than you."

Sure enough, the corners of Zhu Ye's mouth curled up, and the embarrassment in his eyes lessened slightly.As long as his wife is happy, Mo Hu is happy, even if his self-esteem is compromised, he doesn't care. He takes out the two dragon and phoenix wedding candles from the drawer that were spared during the big wedding last night, lights them up and puts them on the candlestick. Ye under his body had an expression of forbearance and joy, but he was afraid that it would be too bright and he would feel awkward and dislike it, so he quietly read the sentence, gently squeezed his right hand, and pressed the candle to a dim yellow, and then turned to go Walk to the bed.

The dim candlelight made Zhu Ye feel more at ease. Although all the embarrassment still exists objectively, the darkness always makes people feel at ease. .”

Zhu Ye choked for breath, smelled the faint scent of mint on his nose, and his heart beat wildly.With a wave of Mo Hu's hand, the curtain of the moon cave arch on the outside of the Babu bed hangs down, because it is prepared for the wedding, it is also bright red, sometimes dotted with small crystal beads, slightly swaying in the breeze, The dim candlelight is twisted more and more finely, and the light and shade are uncertain.

The darkness hinders vision, but makes other senses more acute. Zhu Ye felt Mo Hu's cool fingers moving on his lower abdomen, and heard the "click" sound of the belt buckle being opened, and the sound of the trouser chain being pulled open, It was as if fireworks were set off in the brain, and the bang bangs kept ringing, and there were all gold stars in front of my eyes.

The trousers slid down to his ankles, and the fabric rubbed against his thighs, causing his skin to tremble slightly. Zhu Ye's breathing became inexplicably heavy. Put it on the edge of the bed.

"Does it hurt?" Mo Hu caressed the wound on his thigh, his palm trembling slightly, and his tone of affection.Zhu Ye blocked his hand and shook his head imperceptibly. In the darkness, he felt Mo Hu squatting down, and then his cool tongue covered his wound, licked it lightly, and then kissed it with his lips, making a groan. Crushed sound.

His thighs are so sensitive, Zhu Ye took a deep breath, and subconsciously grabbed his hair. Mo Hu's hair was like the fur of some kind of big cat, thick and dense, wrapped around his fingers in a cool way, full of wildness and Some other kind of lingering.

The tip of Mo Hu's tongue went deep along the curvature of his thigh, gradually reaching the groove at the root of his thigh, and then gently sucked his vital parts, licking and sucking back and forth on the soft and motionless object, while holding his hands tightly. She clasped his waist tightly to prevent him from avoiding it, and stroked his waist back and forth with big hands, kneading his tight psoas muscles lightly or heavily.

Zhu Ye leaned back as far as he could, but couldn't escape his attack. He propped his hands on the edge of the bed, and took a deep breath with his neck up. , the tip touched his palate, and he could almost feel the shallow bumps there.

"Woo——" Zhu Ye let out a sigh in his throat, suddenly suffocated in his chest, his lower abdomen throbbed, and he felt nauseous. He grabbed his hair hard to prevent him from swallowing it, and leaned back against the edge of the bed.Afraid of hurting him, Mo Hu didn't dare to force him, so he raised his body and tore off his shirt with a "hiss", pressed his strong chest softly and unquestionably, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Zhu Ye's temples were beating like drums, being stroked and kneaded by Mo Hu's big hands, his sensitive body was on fire, but the lower part was slowly wilting uncontrollably, and the overwhelming sense of powerlessness came over him. The more he wanted, the more he wanted. The more he couldn't do it, he was completely discouraged for a while, and he spread his legs and said in a hoarse voice: "You come."

Mo Hu was taken aback, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, he stretched out his hand to touch, but Zhu Ye grabbed his wrist, and his voice became cold: "If you don't do it, get out!"

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Hu didn't move or roll, the two of them were in a stalemate for a few seconds, and the dragon and phoenix candles outside the tent suddenly exploded, and let out a slight "嗤——"

"Get out." Zhu Ye's voice was as cold as iron, he forcefully pushed his hand away, kicked his thigh, but forgot that his leg injury was not healed, and when he pulled the wound, it suddenly hurt like a heart.

He didn't have much strength in this kick, so Mo Hu naturally didn't get kicked away, he just propped up his body a little bit, supported his thigh to make it flat, and said: "Don't be angry, it's all my fault, I will do whatever you want Listen to you."

The more gentle he was, the more uncomfortable Zhu Ye felt. Enduring the pain, he turned sideways, curled up the upper leg, motioned him to come behind him, and whispered: "Shut up."

Although Mo Hu had double practiced with him several times in the illusion, but every time he fell on the ground and left after the fuck, he never noticed anything unusual about him, only at this moment did he feel something was wrong.Lying sideways behind him, wrapping one hand around his waist, while gently stroking his lower abdomen and chest, while recalling the scenes of getting along day and night in the previous days, slowly freezing the memories in some strange nights.

Zhu Ye pays great attention to maintenance, and his body has always been healthy. For a while, he always took two pills before going to bed. He also paid attention to it at the time, but because the medicine bottle was either in English or French, he really couldn't understand it. I stopped eating for a few days, so I didn't take it to heart.

Thinking back to those days when Zhu Ye changed his underwear more often, but he always seemed unhappy. Mo Hu seemed to understand something, and for a moment regretted that he didn’t ask for a deep understanding. He secretly vowed to learn foreign languages ​​well when he went back, and he had better pass the [-] exam class or something.

Zhu Ye was lying on the bed facing inward, with his legs curled up, stretching out an infinite arc from his shoulders to his hips, with a rare charm in his rigidity, especially his waist, which was slender and full of masculine tension, like a hand It can be crushed, and it looks like a beast that is helplessly dormant.Mo Hu pulled his shoulders and kissed the back of his neck, licked his spine all the way to his buttocks, and circled his secret parts with the tip of his tongue, until his tense body slowly relaxed, he took the shopping bag by the bed He fished out several tubes of lubricant.

Honeydew melon, pineapple, rose...there is even an Oreo flavor. Mo Hu looked at it for two seconds before confirming that it is really a lubricant instead of a biscuit. Open it and squeeze out some, out of I tasted it out of curiosity, and it turned out to be an Oreo, or a Strawberry Oreo!

Watsons is really the conscience of the industry.While praising in his heart, Mo Hu made preparations for himself and Zhu Ye, stretched to three fingers before slowly sending himself into his body, slowly pushing to the deepest point.

Zhu Ye let out a suppressed swallowing sound in his throat, and the veins in his temples bulged slightly, but his body remained motionless, insisting on taking him in completely, until Mo Hu couldn't help but twitched, and then blocked his thigh with his backhand, his slender palm was covered in cold sweat , with a trembling voice: "Don't, don't move."

The real body and the illusion are two completely different feelings. Mo Hu hugged his chest behind him, and he could feel his thin chest rise and fall rapidly, and a large amount of sweat oozes from his chest, which is obviously extremely uncomfortable.Although the desire in his heart howled wildly like an unshackled beast, he tried his best to restrain himself, diverting his attention with kisses and caresses.

After getting used to it for a full 5 minutes, Mo Hu was so motionless that he almost let him cum. Finally, he couldn't help but smoked twice. Seeing that he didn't have a big reaction, he began to lash out step by step.

At the beginning, Zhu Ye only felt the pain was unbearable, it was more unbearable than being shot through his thigh with a spear gun. As soon as Mo Hu went in and out, his body seemed to be filed back and forth with a saw, and he almost wanted to jump up and beat Mo Hu violently After a meal, or with a machine gun, but before it was put into practice, a thin cool air quietly rose from the junction of the two, slowly climbing up his internal organs, first from the lower abdomen, and then up to the chest cavity , and finally accumulated at a certain point under the tongue, stimulating his tongue to continuously secrete sweet saliva.

The breath seemed to have a paralyzing effect. Gradually, he could no longer feel the pain, but a certain point in his body was repeatedly rubbed, and his heart was itchy. Creamy juice.

Mo Hu crossed his shoulders, kissed his face, licked his tongue, and swallowed all the saliva brewing in his mouth.Zhu Ye touched his lips and tongue, and the cold air that had nowhere to vent suddenly had a place to vent, and immediately rushed out.One end blows, but the other end does not dry up, and grows more. Zhu Ye only feels that there is a continuous stream of air flowing in from the joint between the two, washing over the meridians of his whole body, and sucking them out from the base of the tongue by Mo Hu. Continuously, endlessly.

Is this double cultivation?It seems to be not bad... Zhu Ye thought in a daze, the pain in the body no longer exists, only the continuous wave after wave of pleasure, unknowingly vented twice, but the body did not feel tired at all.Mo Hu buried his head behind him for a long time, then entered face to face, put his uninjured leg around his waist, and went in and out tirelessly like a pile driver, driving him almost flying.

Even if there is a double cultivation at the bottom, this kind of practice is still unbearable, Zhu Ye is gradually unable to do what he wants, so let him stop.Mo Hu was also obedient, stopped when told to stop, stopped but didn't go, still stuck firmly in his body, let him take a nap for a while and then started to move again.Zhu Ye would often be woken up by him just as he was about to fall asleep, repeatedly for almost the whole night, until the bright sunlight pierced through the thick bed curtains, and then the soldiers were called out and the flags died down.

Zhu Ye was so exhausted that he didn't even have the energy to take a bath. He lay on the bed with his legs open, and let Mo Hu shoot between his buttocks. He was half asleep and half awake and still heard him muttering: "Only once..."

Zhu Ye spat out a mouthful of old blood with a "poof". After careful calculation, he had to admit that this guy did it only once.

The problem is one night at a time!

"You..." Zhu Ye stretched out a finger and shook it twice, before he could figure out how to scold him, he rolled his eyes and fell into the pillow.

"Aye? What's wrong with you, Aye?" Mo Hu was taken aback. He didn't care about dealing with his children and grandchildren. Fell asleep.

"Scared me to death." Mo Hu shook his sweat, laid him flat on his stomach, went to the bathroom to run water to give him a bath, but when he got out of the bed curtain, he stepped on a soft object and looked down. It was discovered that it was his little fox.Little Sunflower lay on all fours on Zhu Ye's sandals, her whole body was stuffed in the shoes, her head was resting on the upper of the back shoe, probably because she thought it was too hard, she also put her tail under her head, sleeping with her mouth and eyes crooked.

The Ipad was thrown next to the shoes, and it had already run out of power after being scratched by him. There were white nail marks on it, and it seemed that the screen should be replaced.

"Oh, my poor little one, why did you sleep in your shoes? Where's your turtle?" Mo Hu was so distressed that he took his son out of his wife's shoes. Fortunately, Zhu Ye was always clean, and the shoes didn't have any peculiar smell, so he held them carefully. Put it on the sofa, then covered it with a small blanket, and patted it lightly, and said to myself: "Let's find a nanny... Mountain spirits can't do it, if you don't believe it, let's use the tooth beast, this kid is more loyal! "

"Huluhulu..." As if responding to his words, Little Sunflower grunted a few times in her throat, and when Mohu stood up lovingly and was about to leave, he suddenly heard him babbling: "Get out of here! Don't do it!" Go away!"

"..." A drop of cold sweat dripped from Mo Hu's forehead: It seems that a baby room with better sound insulation should be prepared for him sooner...