Bear infested attention!

With his back to the kitchen door, Xiang Yangyuan was enthusiastically experimenting with the beer duck he had just learned. Xiong Haoran walked over and asked inarticulately behind him, "My dear apprentice, where did you put the fruit knife?"

Xiang Yangyuan turned his head angrily, and sure enough, that guy was holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

He found the fruit knife on the knife holder, handed it to Xiong Haoran to Yangyuan, grabbed the cigarette, and threw it into the trash can.

"Hey! You're really justified to lose your fortune now, you think you don't need money to buy cigarettes!"

"I'm saving you, Smoking Gun." Unmoved, Xiang Yangyuan picked up the small wooden shovel again.

"I haven't smoked for two days!"

"If you want to smoke, don't let me see it." It seemed that there was too much soy sauce, so Xiang Yangyuan took a sip in frustration and added water.

"Then I'll go to the balcony to smoke..." Xiong Haoran turned around and left. Before he left, he looked at the good friend in the trash can who died before he left, and finally gave up picking it up and continued smoking. thought.

"Hey, Xiong Haoran."

"what?"

"Give me an onion."

"..." The boss Xiong Haoran, who lost his cigarette and was still being ordered around, was upset. He found the green onion he just bought in a pile of plastic bags, and gave it to Xiang Yangyuan with a straight face.

Xiang Yangyuan stretched out his hand, but it was Xiong Haoran's that he held.

Xiong Haoran raised his eyebrows, and then asked with a smile: "Don't you want green onions?"

Xiang Yangyuan used a little force to pull him to his side, while stirring the duck in the casserole, he turned around and kissed him on the lips in a hurry, saying, "Don't be angry, I'll make something delicious for you."

What does it mean to be elated for a moment, Xiong Haoran licked his lips unsatisfied, then smacked Xiang Yangyuan's forehead, and happily went out to eat pears with a fruit knife.

After dinner, Xiong Haoran and Xiang Yangyuan nestled on the sofa and watched a movie.

It was a very boring movie, Xiong Haoran was absent-minded, Xiang Yangyuan yawned, but no one bothered to raise his hand to change the channel with the remote control.

"Xiang Tangyuan, when are you going to move in and live with me?" Xiong Haoran pinched Baozi's face, trying to fight for benefits for himself.

"Why should I move to live with you? Do you think life is too leisurely?" Xiang Yangyuan snorted coldly: "It's not enough to be enslaved by you at work. After work, I have to send you home to cook for you. Pour tea?"

"How could it be? I'll serve you after work." Xiong Haoran made an inch of it, and moved his hand down to touch his neck.

Xiang Yangyuan frowned, and said contemptuously: "I can't cook, I can't clean, I even have to throw clothes into the washing machine for you, I really can't bear this kind of service."

"Hey, that's because you're too virtuous." Xiong Haoran lowered his head, rubbing his lips between Xiang Yangyuan's cheek and eyebrows, and Xiang Yangyuan hid back timidly, but couldn't hold back his steps Pressed tightly, I could only stretch out my hand and slap it fiercely: "Sit down for me!"

Xiong Haoran was very dissatisfied: "Why? As your boyfriend, I don't even have the right to kiss you?"

Xiang Yangyuan blushed and moved to the side, and said falteringly: "I, I'm not used to this, two men, it's weird."

"It's not the first day you know we are two men!"

"But..." Xiang Yangyuan looked away uncomfortably: "I just feel very nasty..."

"Falling in love is a very nasty thing, just get used to it." Xiong Haoran bullied himself and tried to distance himself from Xiang Yangyuan, but the results were in vain.

"Xiong Haoran, it's almost done, it's not hot if you stick it so close!"

"Not hot." Xiong Haoran threw Xiang Yangyuan onto the sofa at once: "Quickly confess your love to me."

"A good confession! Didn't you confess it!"

"Because..." Xiong Haoran thought for a while, and said, "I want to kiss you after you confessed your love."

"..." Xiang Yangyuan stared at him speechlessly for a moment, with a suspicious blush on his face, and said impatiently: "Kiss if you want, why do you have so much foreplay! You're sick!"

"Okay, okay, little ancestor, I know you can't wait." Xiong Haoran smiled, and his big finger gently stroked Xiang Yangyuan's chin, his expression suddenly became serious.

For a moment, he lowered his head and softly bit Xiang Yangyuan's lips.

Xiang Yangyuan thought that this time, like every time before, they would be separated with a simple touch, but Xiong Haoran didn't seem to have any intention of ending it. After rubbing his lips together for a while, he suddenly stuck out the tip of his tongue, When Xiang Yangyuan was unprepared, he poked in.

"Hmm..." Xiang Yangyuan opened his eyes wide in surprise, and soon closed his eyes in shame and resentment because of the damp, hot, itchy sensation on the tip of his tongue.

Tentatively deep, carefully licked, soothingly entangled, and seductively sucked.

The unfamiliar touch turned Xiang Yangyuan's mind into a mess.

I never knew Xiong Haoran could be so gentle.It's really strange, when I think of him kissing me, I feel blushing and heartbeat, and I'm extremely nervous.

In addition to nervousness, there is also a hint of excitement.

Between two men, it turns out that this kind of feeling can also be felt...