hot spring

Jiawei sat back in his seat and opened the watch box after a long time. It was a watch that was exactly the same as the counterfeit watch in his hand. Naturally, it was a genuine famous watch, dozens of times the price of the one on his wrist.

The A piece in his hand was given to him by Xiuli. Naturally, she couldn't afford hundreds of thousands of famous watches. When she got such a watch by chance, she felt that she couldn't tell it was fake with her professional eyes. The treasure was given to Jiawei.

Jiawei is also fond of luxury goods, but he doesn't like wearing fakes. He wears them only because of Xiuli's intention.

It's just that there are any fakes that can escape the eyes of Young Master Jane who grew up in the pile of famous brands. Jiawei sighed, raised his wrist and took off the watch on his hand, and put the watch on Replaced it.

In the evening, there was a business banquet, and the food was Japanese food. Several Japanese waiters in the box knelt and served, Jianwei laughed and chatted with the guests, and the seafood that was assigned to his own plate was quietly put on Jiawei's plate next to him.

Jiawei finally figured out that Young Master Jian didn't like seafood, so he was hired to act as a mobile trash can. Thinking of this, he had no choice but to sit beside him and drink.

Japanese sake is like a drink in the mouth, but it has a lot of stamina. When the banquet is over, he is also drunk.

Jianwei sent the guest away, and helped him walk towards the car.

Jiawei pointed at Jianwei as he walked and said, "Jianwei, do you know that you are so hateful!"

Jian Wei didn't even lift his eyelids, and said, "Oh, let's hear it!"

"Yes, I masturbated for you, did I drag you into the water?" Jiawei questioned in a loud voice, so that the word "masturbation" floated far away, Jianwei had to rush him into the car inside.

Jiawei pointed at him and said, "That's because you're gay! You pretend to be straight, but you're actually a fucking crook! What does that have to do with me?"

"Really?" Jianwei turned his head, looked at him coldly, and said, "At least before I met you, I was very high in bed with women. Without you, I would never have thought of... Without you, I might... without you..."

They looked at each other, and after a while, Jiawei leaned his head on the seat and said in pain: "I really can't accept men, you can see it too, I don't have any pleasure, please forgive me... okay? "

Jian Wei stared at him for a long time before uttering two words from his thin lips: "Dream!" As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car sped out, Jia Wei fell on the seat, and soon fell asleep.

Jianwei's face next to him flickered with the light. He took Jiawei back to his apartment, threw him on his bed, looked at Jiawei's face, and thought of them under the bright sunlight of the library. kiss each other.

He has always been unwilling to believe, has always been unwilling to believe that Jiawei was completely acting at that moment.

Jiawei was drunk and didn't wake up in the morning, so Jianwei locked him in the apartment and went to work by himself.

He sat in the office for a long time, picked up the phone and connected to the secretary and said, "Ask Feng Delong from the third design department to come up."

But after a while, a man with glasses and an ordinary appearance appeared in front of his eyes.

Jian Wei leaned on the chair and looked at Feng Delong lightly.

This man, he once mistook for Jiawei's homosexuality, a man who always revolves around Jiawei.

He is not only Jiawei's young friend, but also Jiawei's university alumni and a colleague of the same company. He must know enough about Jiawei and have enough influence on him.

Jianwei didn't even need to look into his eyes to know how much he longed for Jiawei.

But the same man, on the night he raped Jiawei, chose to remain silent and hid outside the door.

But Jiawei couldn't see through this hypocritical man, Jianwei took a deep breath and took out the check book, bowed his head to sign a check, and then threw it to Feng Delong.

Feng Delong quickly picked it up, and said with a puzzled expression: "Boss, you are..."

Jian Wei sneered, and Feng Delong immediately lowered his head understandingly.

He is such a knowledgeable man, Jian Wei looked at him with some disgust, he opened his thin lips lightly, and said with a sneer: "If you can handle this matter well, I will sign another one, if you can't ..." Jian Wei smiled, and stopped talking.

Feng Delong was embarrassed, and Weiwei walked out with the check.

Jianwei's cell phone rang, he opened it, and Jiawei's angry voice came from inside: "Jianwei, you are crazy, why lock me up at your house?"

Jianwei said flatly: "Sorry, I forgot that you are not Louise."

"Louis?"

"My dog." After Jianwei finished speaking, he hung up the phone decisively before Jiawei could reply.

At night, when Jianwei came home, Jiawei almost didn't say a word, and rushed out through the door he opened.

Jianwei put the paper bag in his hand on the table, which contained Jiawei's favorite seafood porridge and sushi, but Jiawei had gone far away at this time.

He took a shower, then poured himself a glass of whiskey in his bathrobe, and walked to the French window in the bedroom, from which he could see the sea view from a distance, and now it was dark, and the sea had long been invisible , only the distant lighthouse is shaking.

Over the years, every time Jianwei saw the sea, he would think of the invitation from the sea.

"Let's go to sea together next week...you and me!"

Every time he thinks of this sentence, he doesn't know what it feels like, deep in his chest seems to be hatred, as if the hatred is to the extreme, that's why his heart hurts, it hurts so much that he has to give up his hobby of surfing.

Jianwei drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, the high heat of the whiskey left a scalding mark on his throat, but it couldn't warm his heart.

Jianwei was sitting in front of the window, looking at the lighthouse and drinking, when he suddenly heard a short message alert on the cell phone in front of the window sill, he took it casually, and it was actually from Feng Delong, who gave him an address and asked him to come quickly, I will convince Jiawei face to face.

What are you doing, Jian Wei bent his lips, this Feng Delong is really a strange person.

He put down his wine glass, picked up his coat and scarf, and drove to the apartment address Feng Delong gave.

After the doorbell rang, Feng Delong came out to open the door, and Jianwei walked in. Seeing Jiawei leaning on the sofa half drunk, as soon as he saw him, he pointed at him loudly and shouted in panic: "I'm having a nightmare again, Delong , Wake me up!"

Jian Wei only felt that the whiskey he had just drank was suddenly burning upwards. He sneered and walked closer to Jia Wei. The closer he got, the louder Jia Wei screamed, only yelling to do evil Dreamed, dreamed of that evil ghost again.

Jian Wei grabbed Jia Wei's wrist and dragged him into the room, Feng Delong followed behind them without saying a word.

Jiawei and Jianwei were almost twisted together on the bed, and Feng Delong stepped forward, half-kneeling in front of Jiawei, comforting him: "Don't be afraid, Jiawei."

"Help me, save me, Delong!" Jiawei pushed his hands and kicked the tunnel.

"Yes, yes." Feng Delong pushed his glasses, stretched out his hand and opened Jiawei's trouser chain, carefully took out Jiawei's penis from inside, and put it in his palm, as if he was holding some rare object.

Both Jiawei and Jianwei were a little dazed. Seeing Feng Delong raised his plain face, he smiled flatteringly and said, "Jiawei, don't be afraid, I will make you feel better."

After he finished speaking, he slowly bent down and swallowed Jiawei's penis in his palm bit by bit with his mouth.

Jianwei could feel that Jiawei was stiff and foolishly watching Feng Delong perform oral sex on him at first, and then slowly his body softened, and his moans escaped his lips with the intense pleasure of the physiological reaction.

Jianwei half hugged Jiawei, and he just came back to his senses. Of course, he understood what Feng Delong meant, saying anything was more important than letting Jiawei actually get pleasure from having sex with a man.

He reached out and loosened the underwear on Jiawei's body, lowered his head and licked the protrusion on Jiawei's chest, Jiawei couldn't moan loudly at once, this was the first time he felt it during the sexual intercourse with Jianwei.

He was completely naked between the two of them, and Jian Wei slowly pushed forward, the intense pleasure had already made Jia Wei completely ignore the discomfort.

The once-familiar smell on Jianwei who didn't wear perfume after bathing made Jiawei suddenly feel hungry, so that he hugged Jianwei's neck with his backhand, longing for him to stick closer, even if Jianwei penetrated a little deeper into his body.

The lewdness in front of him made Jiawei never dare to imagine, but the extreme pleasure made him cry, his brain couldn't think at all, and all kinds of self-esteem were left behind.

Jiawei never thought about Jianwei's twitching in the back. The once horrible pain can now turn into an unimaginable pleasure, and he groans every time.

The numbness spreading from a point, the trembling feeling flowing in his limbs, Jiawei quickly reached the climax due to the stimulation before and after, and sprayed Feng Delong all over his face.

Seeing Feng Delong carefully licking off the milky white semen on his face with the tip of his tongue, Jiawei felt a sense of collapse, but this did not stop him from falling into lust again.

Feng Delong climbed up again, but instead of giving him oral sex, he used the tip of his tongue to circle around his sensitive spot. All his simple movements made Jianwei feel pleasure like a tide in every stroke behind him Usually, every hit makes him feel like he can be overwhelmed.

Under Jianwei's thrusting and thrusting, he ejaculated twice more before falling limply into his arms. The orgasm after sex made his whole body convulse a little, and the excessively stimulating pleasure made his limbs tremble slightly , Jianwei hugged him, bowed his head and kissed him with lips and tongue.

Jiawei was lying naked in his arms, and he could even feel that Jianwei hadn't completely withdrawn from his body. Jiawei knew that something would be different from now on, and he had a feeling of abandonment and embraced him Let Jianwei kiss him passionately.

Jianwei's tongue was as sweet as before, and he found that he had never forgotten Jane's taste.

Jane's smell, Jiawei laughed at himself and leaned his head on the car seat.

"What are you laughing at?" Jian Wei glanced lightly as he drove the car.

Jiawei turned his eyes slowly, stared at Jianwei's handsome profile, and then said in a mocking tone: "Jianwei, you look really a bitch!"

Jianwei's demeanor remained the same, he smoked a cigarette in the front cigarette holder with his slender fingers, then lit it with a lighter, took a puff and said, "It's not because of my appearance that I made you cry so high just now."

Looking at Jianwei's calm expression, Jiawei gritted his teeth and said: "Jianwei, you dress up as a girl, maybe I can make you scream higher?"

Jianwei glanced at him and said calmly, "Try next time."

Jia Wei felt suffocated looking at him, and Jian Wei added casually: "I'm afraid that even if I wear women's clothing, you will still be under my crotch!"

Jiawei was furious, and Jianwei said leisurely: "Think about your indiscriminate appearance in the studio, you are panting heavily, and you can't even touch the right place, what can you do!"

Jiawei suddenly jumped up and grabbed Jianwei's neck. Jianwei stepped on the brakes, stopped the car, and looked at Jiawei face to face.

Jiawei pinched Jianwei's neck, but he didn't know what to do next.

He seemed unable to strangle Jianwei to death.

But let go, Jiawei is very unwilling, this person is really hateful.

Jian Wei chuckled, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and the smoke from inside his thin lips sprayed Jia Wei's face.

Jia Wei was choked, he waved away the smoke with his hand, Jian Wei raised his hand to hook his neck, and kissed him passionately.

Jianwei got too close, the smell from his open neckline, without the cover of perfume, made Jiawei feel inexplicably distracted, and let Jianwei separate his lips and intersect with his .

The horns at the back blared, and Jian Wei still kissed enough before slowly leaving and restarting the car.

Jiawei sat on the side with a pale face like a defeated dog, and asked after a long time: "Feng Delong...what's going on here?" He turned his face and said, "It's you... right?"

"Oh..." Jian Wei replied lightly.

"You, you let him... you forced him, right?"

Jian Wei sneered and said, "I asked him to ask you to cooperate, but the method he used was something he came up with himself."

"Cooperate?" Jiawei asked: "How to cooperate? When you want to fuck me, I want to spread my legs more and scream louder. Because I'm not cheap enough, so you have to train me again." , is that right? If you hadn't forced him, Feng Delong wouldn't have helped you rape me!"

Jianwei slammed on the brakes, the sports car stopped again, and said, "Li Jiawei, you are blind! You can't tell that I'm a man, and you can't tell that Feng Delong has coveted you for a long time. Do you think there is anyone in the world It’s completely purposeless to dedicate to another person, he treats you so well, just for the opportunity to have a chance to seduce you by your side!”

Jia Wei looked at Jian Wei, his eyes seemed to drip blood, and he said word by word: "Jian Wei, it would be great if I never knew you!"

"Sometimes... I also hoped so." Jianwei said plainly.

Jiaweila opened the door and ran towards the night alone.

Jian Wei looked at his back and leaned his head on the car seat.

Jiawei wandered aimlessly in the street, looking at his own reflection on the window glass, there seemed to be absurd spring color between his brows, under the shirt was covered with hickey marks all over his body, the pleasure spread from that point until Occupy all his brains.

All this was actually bestowed on him by the man, Jiawei clenched his fist and thumped the window, half-bending.

"Javi!"

Jiawei raised his head and saw a handsome man in full clothes looking at him in surprise. He pointed at Jiawei and said, "Li Jiawei!"

Jiawei opened his eyes and took a closer look, and couldn't help being surprised: "Lu Boyi!"

Jiawei never expected that after ten years, he and Lu Boyi would reunite on the street at midnight.

Lu Boyi happily said: "That's right!" He greeted the people around him, then walked towards Jiawei, and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen you, are you free, let's have a drink."

Jiawei looked at his watch, it was almost two o'clock, he hesitated for a moment, calmed himself down, and said with a smile, "Why are you not free!"

The two found a quieter bar, Lu Boyi raised his hand and asked for a bottle of gin, Jiawei said with a smile: "I already drank too much today, so I won't drink anymore, next time!"

"It's been so many years!" Lu Boyi poured himself a glass of wine without hesitation, and sighed, "It's been ten years in a flash!"

Jiawei smiled slightly, ten years...

Lu Boyi said: "Back then you suddenly disappeared overnight without a trace. Do you know that we organized a search for you, and later your neighbor told us that you had moved to the mainland."

"I'm sorry!" Jiawei said apologetically. At that time, because he wanted to hide from Jianwei, he didn't greet anyone except Xiuli.

"How have you been these past few years? What are you doing?" Lu Boyi laughed.

"A little designer who earns a living is incomparable to your young master!" Jiawei asked for a glass of ice water.

"That's right, I remember you used to be in the art department, spending all day with the eldest lady of the Jian family." Lu Boyi laughed and said, "Speaking of which, you and Jian Wei disappeared on the same day!"

Jiawei paused while holding the cup, and Lu Boyi smiled and said, "I don't know how many disturbances were caused at that time, and some people believed that you had eloped. We received suicide notices from Jianwei's fans every day, but we were so busy. Well, after the school issued a notice about Jianwei's transfer, the matter was considered peaceful."

"How could anyone think of me running away with him?! These people's thoughts are too strange." Jiawei drank the water in one gulp.

Lu Boyi smiled and said, "To be honest, even I am skeptical. Didn't you really have something to do with Jianwei..."

Jiawei couldn't help but choked, put down his cup and said, "How is it possible?!"

"That's right! I remember you got the wrong partner, and even proposed to Jian Wei in public!" Lu Boyi laughed loudly.

Jiawei forced a smile and said, "Don't mention the embarrassing things in the past!"

"At least it proves that you are straight!" Lu Boyi said with a smile: "But it's really wonderful, to be honest, when I think about my high school life now, all I can think of are you and Jianwei. It's so radiant that nothing else pales in comparison to your part."

Jiawei had already drank all the ice water in the glass, picked up the wine bottle beside him and poured himself a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp and said hoarsely: "I have already forgotten these things!"

"Have you seen Senior Jian Wei since you came back?"

Jiawei turned his head, picked up the cup and said coldly: "No, what did you see him for?!"

Lu Boyi smiled and said: "I often see Jianwei in magazines, but every time I invite him to the alumni association, Young Master Jian never comes, so I haven't seen him for almost ten years .”

"Who is Young Master Jian!" Jiawei chuckled knowingly, and said sarcastically, "It's normal for him not to show favor!"

Lu Boyi also smiled and said: "In the past two years, he has had a lot of affairs. Changing girlfriends is like changing clothes. What about you? Do you have a girlfriend, are you married?"

"I have a girlfriend, are you married..." Jiawei revealed a bit of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Let's talk about it!"

He obviously didn't want to discuss this issue in depth, Lu Boyi turned to smile and said: "I'm getting married soon!"

"Congratulations!" Jia Wei laughed and said, "I must be a talented man and a beautiful woman!"

Lu Boyi smiled, and said: "It was arranged by my parents, I have known each other since I was a child, there is nothing I particularly like or dislike."

Jiawei picked up the wine in his hand and said: "The ones you like... will only bring you special scars, and nothing else will be left..." He drank the wine in one gulp.

Lu Boyi glanced at him, and said, "Are you talking about the Jane that Jian Wei pretended to be? You proposed to someone in front of so many people in the school, even pretending to be dumb. It's not special." I like it... it should be regarded as a special love!"

Jiawei twitched the corner of his mouth, and said perfunctorily: "Where are you going, I'm just talking casually." He looked at his watch, and said: "I should go, I'm different from your young master, I have to leave tomorrow Going to work."

"Leave a number and contact me later!" Lu Boyi laughed.

Jiawei came out of the bar, looking at the dark night, when the wind blew, the alcohol in his stomach welled up, his head was a little dizzy, and his footsteps were a little buoyant.

"Jiawei!" Lu Boyi came out of the bar and said with a smile, "It seems you can't do it, I'll see you off!"

As soon as he lifted Jiawei's arm, Jiawei's other arm was suddenly pulled hard, and his whole body was tilted.

When Lu Boyi turned his head, he couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face, and said, "Senior Jian Wei!" He pointed at the two of them and said, "You..."

Jiawei tried hard to break away from Jianwei's fingers, but he couldn't. When he heard Lu Boyi's question, he blushed and said quickly, "I have nothing to do with him!"

Jianwei never glanced at Lu Boyi from the beginning to the end, but only glanced at him lightly, and simply said: "Follow me back!"

Seeing that Jian Wei treated him like air, Lu Boyi couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and said, "Jia Wei, senior Jian Wei will see you off, then I'll go back first, let's get together when we have time!"

Watching Lu Boyi disappear in a hurry, Jiawei shook off Jianwei's arm and said, "What do you mean?"

"what do you mean?"

"You ran out suddenly... what do you mean?"

"You're drunk, that's what I mean by taking you home."

"Oh!" Jiawei sneered, gasped and said, "You don't have such kindness, you just don't want me to have normal friends, it's best if I only hang around you pervert!"

Jianwei turned his head, his eyes were a little red, he sneered and said, "Li Jiawei, you don't have any normal friends, so don't be sentimental." He raised his hand, hailed a taxi, and grabbed Jiawei After stuffing it inside, he slammed the door shut before turning around and leaving.

Jia Wei was thrown dizzy by him, finally got up from the seat, his head stuck out from the window, only saw Jian Wei's slender back in the night, with his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, slightly lowered head away quickly.

Jiawei put his head against the window and whimpered in pain.

As soon as he got home, he turned on the answering machine, and there were countless beautiful text messages in it, and there were also countless missed calls in the mobile phone that he deliberately left on the bed.

Jiawei was lying on the sofa with his clothes on, he didn't know how to respond to Xiuli, especially tonight, when he climaxed again and again under Jianwei's thrusting and thrusting, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself, what should he say to Xiuli.

How should he explain to Xiuli? How should he explain to his own life, his own future.

Jiawei turned over abruptly, and inserted her slender fingers deeply into her hair.

Early in the morning, when he heard the ringtone, he turned over in pain and groped for a while, only to find that it was not the ringtone, but the sound of the mobile phone.

"Hi!" Jiawei said hoarsely.

"What time is it?" Jian Wei's voice was refreshing, as if he had slept well all night.

Jiawei closed his eyes, swept the alarm clock and said, "It's nine o'clock!"

"You should know what you are going to do!" Jian Wei said coldly.

"Will you die if you don't do it for a day, or your morning wood is too strong, and you can't get it if you don't do it?"

The other end of the phone paused, before saying: "I'll give you five minutes, if you still don't go downstairs, then I will count you as absent from work!"

"You'd better fire me!" Jiawei sneered.

"It's not that serious. Your salary this month is enough to deduct ten days. If it's not enough, you seem to have two months' bonus in the company."

After Jianwei finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Jiawei let out a long breath, and then straightened up and got out of bed. As soon as his footsteps touched the ground, his legs were weak and almost fell. Only then did he understand what it means to be overindulgent .

Jiawei heaved a long sigh, stood up straight again, and after washing, he locked the door and went downstairs. When he went downstairs, he saw Jianwei sitting in a crimson Jaguar.

From silver to crimson, Jianwei seems to have always picked this very difficult color, but sitting in a car of this color, he can manage these colors very harmoniously and easily.

Jiawei stood there in a daze for about ten seconds, and then remembered what Jianwei said on the phone just now, and he still didn't go downstairs for five minutes.

This situation is a bit like when he was in junior high school, but not so very similar, which made Jiawei slightly dazed, and then opened the car door and sat in.

Jianwei didn't say anything along the way, and Jiawei didn't say anything either. He didn't know that Jianwei really wanted to be nostalgic today until Jianwei parked the car in front of the shrimp dumpling shop he used to eat.

Jia Wei followed Jian Wei to open the door, ten years had changed a lot, the street had changed, but the decoration style of this store hadn't changed at all, he couldn't help feeling a little stunned.

"Four portions of shrimp dumplings, two portions of mandarin duck milk tea!" Jianwei sat down and ordered food skillfully.

After Jiawei was shocked, he also sat down, maybe because the decoration in the store was too old-fashioned, there were not many customers, only a few, but the taste of the shrimp dumplings was still as good as before, I don’t know if it was because After not eating for a long time, Jiawei even thinks the taste is better now than ten years ago.

After eating such a familiar food, Jiawei really had the urge to cry when thinking of his carefree youth, he coughed lightly to cover it up.

"What's the matter, doesn't it taste right?" Jianwei said indifferently, "I remember you used to like to eat the junk breakfast here."

Jiawei's tears disappeared immediately, and he sneered, "Then your eldest young master came here to condescend yourself?"

Jianwei wiped his fingers clean and replied leisurely: "I will accommodate Louise every time, and walk with him on the path he likes to walk."

Jiawei laughed back angrily, and taunted: "I'll treat your dog once a week as if you would pamper your dog and eat dog food with it once a week!"

While walking outside, Jianwei said, "Have you ever eaten our dog food? Based on your taste, you might like it very much. I always think that your taste is very similar to Louise's."

After he finished speaking, he opened the car door and sat in, ignoring that Jiawei who was following behind was so angry that he was dying.

The sky was dimly dark, as if it was about to rain, Jiawei had no choice but to get in this person's car first if he got angry.

Jianwei had already put up the hood, and Jiawei put down the window next to him.

"Didn't you see it's going to rain?" Jian Wei frowned.

"Then who asked you to spray so much perfume, you are not out to sell, you want to smoke people to death!"

The two looked at each other, Jian Wei looked at him, and suddenly said: "The smell on my body will make you excited, won't it?"

"Don't..." Jiawei's face flushed suddenly, he retorted instinctively, Jianwei turned his head and looked at him quietly, those amber eyes were the same as those under the window many, many years ago It was the same, so that he couldn't say anything for a while.

Jianwei turned his head, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and started the car in silence.

Jiawei was in a trance all morning, he sighed, took a cup to the tea cup and wanted to make himself a refreshing cup of coffee, although because he had worked too many shifts, coffee basically didn't have much for him The usefulness of it is now nothing but better than nothing.

The tearoom on the top floor is different from other floors, it is always the emptiest. Jiawei used to like to go to Feng Delong's floor to use the tearoom, making coffee and chatting with colleagues and friends.

Naturally now...after that crazy night, whenever I think of Feng Delong's shoulder pats and hugs, the warmth he once thought, now I suspect that it is actually just a kind of obscenity.

The most sincere part of life has become the most hypocritical part. Jiawei sometimes feels hatred, hates Feng Delong, hates himself, but in the end he hates Jianwei who broke all this even more.

He was in a trance, and suddenly he heard someone saying: "Your water is overflowing."

Jiawei was startled, turned his head halfway but found that it was Jianwei, his eyes froze for the first time when he saw him, and he was stunned.

Jian Wei seemed to have just taken a shower, her jet-black hair was tied up casually behind her head, and the open collar of her white shirt could also be traces of just taking a shower.

Jiawei almost let go of his hand, but Jianwei had already taken his water bottle first, put it on a piece of paper, then approached Jiawei, and said in a low voice: "You like this smell, just like this, right?"

Jiawei leaned against the cupboard, feeling his legs go limp. Jianwei stuck close, and the breath on his body came out little by little with the warm body temperature. That smell seemed to penetrate into his skin, making him The itching is unbearable.

Jiawei panted lightly, Jianwei took a few steps back and closed the door of the tea room, then leaned close to Jiawei's ear and whispered: "You contradict..."

After he finished speaking, he kissed Jiawei's lips, and the breath that once haunted Jiawei's dreams immediately filled his nose. Leaning on the cupboard and kissing Jian Wei forgetfully.

When they parted panting, Jianwei's pupils almost turned dark black again. The two were panting, Jianwei reached out to untie Jiawei's belt. Jiawei thought this was crazy, but he only struggled slightly. After a while, nothing can be done.

The desire was so overwhelming that Jiawei couldn't even resist the temptation of Jianwei's breath, let alone stop Jianwei's behavior.

Jianwei unbuckled Jiawei's belt, pulled his pants up to his ankles, and turned him over.

The discomfort of insertion was almost short-lived under the stimulation of high-pitched lust, and the ensuing pleasure made Jiawei moan involuntarily. Although the tea room on the top floor is at the end of the corridor and not many people come, it is a public place after all. There are always others coming.

This kind of strong stimulation deepened the pleasure, and Jiawei had to bite his lips tightly to keep himself from screaming, but every time Jianwei collided, Jiawei always lost control.

Jiawei and Xiuli have been stuck in the stage of caressing, and they have never been able to move forward.

Part of the reason is that Xiuli's parents didn't like Jiawei so they kept a close eye on her, and part of the reason was that Xiuli showed some reluctance, which made Jiawei, who was not active at first, stop her enthusiasm for pushing to the last step.

Jiawei's sexual experience has always been based on self-entertainment, and the impulse and fantasies he had towards Jane back then. Pushing Jane against the wall of the studio and kissing him was almost the ultimate pleasure he could experience. It had never been refreshed, so It cannot be forgotten at all.

And now he knows that sex can be a tearful pleasure, and it's all under another man's intrusion, so when Jiawei orgasms, he can't help but cry.

He knew that he was really dragged down by Jianwei, he could choose to hate Jianwei, but he couldn't choose the pleasure that penetrated his soul, neither could he refuse this temptation, nor could he refuse Jianwei.

Jianwei hugged him from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and whispered: "Jiawei."

Jiawei let out a long breath, as if he had exhausted all the confidence in his body, so he leaned back slightly and fell into Jianwei's arms.

His hesitation and guilt could not stop the surge of pleasure when he had physical contact with Jianwei. That night seemed to open a floodgate. From then on, Jianwei's physical contact no longer gave him pain, but intensity. temptation.

The relationship between Jiawei and Jianwei has turned a new page. They officially live together. Although they each have their own residences, Jianwei arranged a place for them to live together in a high-end apartment in the city center.

If there is no special need, such as Jane's family holds a banquet, or Xiuli wants to visit, they basically live together every day.