Wei Qi

"No, no!"

Feeling the strong force of the man on his wrist, Wei Qi panicked and felt an indescribable excitement, a faint commotion lingering in his heart.

This man valued him, and he was so needed.

As soon as he thinks this way, a strange fire surges up in his heart, unconsciously, Wei Qi's eyes carry a hint of anger.

Looking at Wei Qi, who seemed slightly uneasy, Wei Junxiao kissed him directly, and rubbed Wei Qi's legs with his big palm through his clothes. The slightly raised thing under his palm made Wei Junxiao's lips smile slightly. , I don't know where that anger flew to.

And Wei Qi noticed Wei Junxiao's inexplicably famous thick-skinned smile on the corners of Wei Junxiao's lips, and he couldn't hold it anymore. He nudged Wei Junxiao with his palm and wanted to turn around. "What? Can the majestic Seventh Young Master not be able to bear this light smile?" Sen Leng's tone faded, but there was a trace of teasing with a smile hidden in it. "Father, you..." Wei Qi's words were covered by his covered lips and tongue, and his slightly parted lips were silent. Wei Junxiao stretched out his arms to grab the body lying in front of him, and his young, strong and strong body was tightly held by him. Trapped in my arms.

The originally stiff body slowly softened under their entanglement and fell into his arms. He slowed down the speed of devouring, and no longer persisted in licking the crimson lips that he had tortured. More of his teasing licking and nibbling.

The evil palm had unknowingly loosened the belt on Wei Qi's body at some point. It was just a robe that he put on casually, and he was naked except for a pair of underpants.

Wei Junxiao's eyes struggled a little, he didn't know whether he should be happy or unhappy with this attire, but it was undeniable, very exciting.

Wei Qi's heart was about to be stimulated by Wei Junxiao's passionate kiss, and he felt his heart beating almost to burst.

The last time he woke up naked, he never thought that being undressed by someone like this would make him feel so good. Fiery fingers pulled away his belt and inserted into the loose robe. Is it accurate? Finger kneading and molesting his nipples.

The original maroon milk beads were delicately attached to the chest, but now the small areola began to be covered with fine folds, and the delicate nipple protruded into a small stone-like hardness under the caress of the other party's slightly rough fingers.

Feeling the subtle changes in the fingertips, Wei Junxiao smiled in satisfaction, put one hand around Wei Qi's shoulder, and stretched the other palm down into Wei Qi's legs, between the crotch that had raised his head. He pressed it softly, and rubbed it casually with his five fingers the moment he lifted it up. "Ah..." Wei Qi couldn't help being teased like this, and groaned a few times during Wei Junxiao's movements, Wei Junxiao's palm passed through Wei Qi's knee and hugged him up.

During this time, Wei Junxiao's lips and tongue never left Wei Qi's lips, and he began to lick Wei Qiyin's soft tongue in his mouth continuously.

Holding the body tightly in his arms, he walked towards the room, bypassing the emerald screen where the birds herald the spring was a black lacquered and silver flower trellis bed, and gently threw the body in his arms into the bed. A silver thread was pulled between the lips, making the atmosphere even more obscene.

Wei Qi only opened his eyes in shock when his body fell on the bed, and his purpose was the movement of slowly untying his belt with his bronze-colored palm. Staring blankly at the other party, unable to respond.

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