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Seeing his eyes open ignorantly, Long Dingchuan added with a low smile, "Which one do you want me to solve for you?" Fingers moved down his neck, one by one slowly, from the collarbone to the chest. To the waist, every time he paused, he gasped, really suffering.

I touched him from top to bottom, saw him trembling slightly, kissed him again, and said softly: "I'll also untie this one." After speaking, the one in his neck was untied, and the air A touch of coolness slipped in, comfortable and longing for more, couldn't help but get closer to him.

"Hey, don't worry, come, untie one for me." His voice tensed into a line, but his movements were slow, and he grabbed his little hand and put it on the second buckle.

Ye Linyun was sweating all over, his whole body screamed, and finally finished taking off the first layer.

"Is it too late?" Long Dingchuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and pecked his lips.

Ye Linyun pressed her whole body against him, put her arms around his neck and hugged him close, and entangled him deeply with her lips and tongue, such a silent invitation.

Long Dingchuan also endured to the limit, hugged him tightly, and smiled softly: "Hey, I will make you comfortable right away."

Like a ferocious beast baring its fangs, Long Dingchuan flew his fingers, and his clothes were taken off in an instant.

The warm and cool air made Ye Linyun wake up instantly, but the scorching body covering his body ignited the heat again. The man was still wearing clothes, and the rough texture rubbed against the hot skin, bringing a numbing coolness. Writhing, dry lips, gasping for breath.

The crimson quilt made the body in front of him more radiant and white, and was covered with a layer of pink by the heat. Long Dingchuan's eyes were ignited with deep desire, and he locked his lips and fell on it.

As if wanting to eat people into the stomach bit by bit, nibbling on every inch of skin and then licking comfortingly, so from the collarbone to the toes, they all appease and worship with their lips and tongue.

Ye Linyun felt as if his body was on fire, and the tingling itchiness penetrated into his bone marrow little by little. He was really ashamed, longing and painful, really like being in hellfire.

"Cousin..." he moaned.

The sweat from Long Dingchuan's forehead dripped down on him with a patter, and he kneaded his hands behind his back, and said in a hoarse voice, "What should I call it?"

Ye Linyun shook his head in response.

"Good, say."

Ye Linyun was so uncomfortably hung up, his whole body was filled with enthusiasm, and he leaned close to him, but the man still kept asking: "Hey, call me."

Thinking of maintaining a bond with him with red silk, and wishing to have a good relationship for a hundred years, she finally let go, her lips murmured, and she looked at him with misty eyes, with a moist cry, and said softly, "Husband."

Long Dingchuan froze for a moment, feeling his blood boil all over, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, let's call again."

"husband……"

He let out a gasp, his toes curled up, his fingers gripped the bed sheet tightly, but the man refused to let go of his hand, intertwined with his fingers, and said in a lingering voice, "Good boy, I'll make you comfortable later."

He coaxed again: "Don't bite your lips, be good, call out, I like it."

He closed his eyes in bewilderment and bit his lower lip.

"disobedient."

"Hey, don't bite."