Arrowed Butterfly

Qiu Yiyun inserted her hands into Yang Yifeng's hair, picked up some rags of black hair, and rubbed it next to the tip of her nose, and then she smelled a faint cold fragrance, which was heart-wrenching.Qiu Yiyun sighed softly and said, "Have I ever slept with you in the same bed?"

Yang Yifeng was startled, and said, "You..."

Qiu Yiyun said: "I just think this Lengxiang is very familiar, as if I smelled it in a dream."

Yang Yifeng knew that Qiu Yiyun still didn't think about it, so she just replied: "You were very clingy when you were a child."

"I'm also very clingy now." Qiu Yiyun smiled and kissed the hair in her hand.

Yang Yifeng quickly pulled her hair back and said, "I'm not feeling well, I want to sleep."

"You are not in good health, don't stay in the cold Xiyuan to sleep. I have a warm pavilion in Jieliu Building, you go to sleep there." Qiu Yiyun said softly.

Yang Yifeng was a little surprised: "Nuange? It's all over so soon?"

"It was done for the adoptive father. The 'sisters' are jealous." Qiu Yiyun smiled slightly, and then lightly rubbed Yang Yifeng's lips, which made Yang Yifeng's mouth itch, but she was very ashamed.Yang Yifeng hurriedly turned her head away and said, "What are you doing?"

Qiu Yiyun replied: "Father, don't worry, the child cherishes your body more than yourself, and will never mess around."

"You call it 'foster father' and 'baby' like that, don't you mean to make me feel uncomfortable?" Yang Yifeng felt unhappy, always felt that such address was making fun of herself, and deliberately brought up the crime of incest and immorality.

Qiu Yiyun didn't care about these things. After listening to Yang Yifeng's words, she smiled and said: "Among men in the world, the closest relatives are father and son brothers. Lovers are nothing but mirrors, not worth mentioning. Among father and son brothers, father and son are the most inseparable." Yes, there is only one father for a son, and no matter what happens, this will not change. Don't you want to be my dearest relative?"

Yang Yifeng had never heard of this theory before, but she couldn't say how to refute it, so she kept silent.

Seeing Yang Yifeng's face, Qiu Yiyun smiled and said, "But if you want to be my lover, I'm also happy."

Yang Yifeng said anxiously, "That's not what I meant!"

Qiu Yiyun smiled and said softly: "What does that mean? Tell me what you mean?"

Yang Yifeng thought about it, but she couldn't say Qiu Yiyun anyway, so she said, "I don't care, you can call him whatever you like."

Qiu Yiyun smiled and said, "That's natural."

Saying that, Qiu Yiyun leaned down and kissed Yang Yifeng's white temples lightly, as if she wanted to melt the frost of years with a warm kiss.However, age is a more insurmountable gap than any other.How powerless the so-called ethics are in front of the real age.One day, Yang Yifeng's hair will be completely white, everyone has such a day, but Yang Yifeng's "this day" will come much earlier than Qiu Yiyun's.

Qiu Yiyun especially cherishes everything about Yang Yifeng, he gently kisses his hair, kisses his skin, and then caresses Yang Yifeng's thigh through the thin trousers.Yang Yifeng struggled a little, but Qiu Yiyun called out "Father" in a hoarse voice, and at the same time raised her head to look at Yang Yifeng, the kind of pitiful gaze that looked like a puppy, instantly defeated Yang Yifeng.Yang Yifeng trembled slightly under Qiu Yiyun's body, but Qiu Yiyun rubbed his waist and said, "The child will not hurt you."

Qiu Yiyun took out her already hard heat and pressed it between Yang Yifeng's tightly clamped legs.He pressed Yang Yifeng's thigh with both hands, stood up and pressed his own heat into the crack of the thigh.Yang Yifeng felt the scorching hard object rubbing between his legs, each time it rubbed against his perineum.Yang Yifeng himself became excited, but his excitement was not as obvious as that of ordinary men.His muscles were tense, sensitively feeling the friction of that hard object.His breathing was rapid, and each exhalation was passionate.His body trembled slightly, as if he was afraid or nervous, but in fact he was excited. In a place where no one saw, the opening and closing of the acupuncture point was a habitual longing after the event.

Qiu Yiyun was also extremely excited, holding Yang Yifeng tightly with her arms, her waist was constantly shaking, and the heat was thrusting into Yang Yifeng's soft inner thighs, closing her eyes and imagining that what she was invading was Yang Yifeng's small hole, just thinking about it, his whole body hot.He hugged Yang Yifeng tighter again, making Yang Yifeng almost out of breath.While rubbing and kissing, it took a long time for Qiu Yiyun to bleed out between his legs, and the semen sprayed out and sprinkled on Yang Yifeng's pants.Yang Yifeng blushed and said, "You..."

Qiu Yiyun smiled and said, "It's okay, the boy will change it for you."

Saying that, Qiu Yiyun really changed Yang Yifeng's pants.Apart from stroking a few times, there was no unnecessary movement. It seems that he made up his mind not to be too intimate with Yang Yifeng, lest he accidentally hurt him.After changing her clothes, Qiu Yiyun will take Yang Yifeng to live in the Nuan Pavilion of Jieliu Tower.Yang Yifeng refused: "I'm also very tired now, and I have to dress and walk against the night wind, which is not beneficial. It's better to heat up the stove, one more night, and it's not too late to move tomorrow."

Qiu Yiyun finally agreed, but took away the silk scarf and trousers that were stained with semen, and Yang Yifeng was embarrassed to ask what those dirty things were used for.

When Qiu Yiyun left, she had already put away the tub for Yang Yifeng and cleaned the room.Yang Yifeng felt very awkward, but seeing Qiu Yiyun left, she turned on the lamp and fell asleep.Yang Yifeng tossed and turned on the bed, finally felt a little impatient, but forced herself to close her eyes, trying to concentrate on falling asleep.After all, he was a little tired, and he still fell asleep in a daze, but suddenly felt that someone had entered the room.

He stood up on his elbows, and was about to light a lamp, but his hand was wrapped by another person's hand.He asked in surprise, "Yun'er?"

The man didn't answer, but just clenched his hand a little bit, then trapped him in his arms with one hand, and touched him with the other.Yang Yifeng only felt that the person must be Qiu Yiyun, but he didn't know where the intuition came from.That man's stroking technique was exactly the same as Qiu Yiyun's, and the strength of kneading Yang Yifeng's nipples was exactly the same, which made Yang Yifeng feel pain, trembling with pain, but his toes curled up in excitement.He huddled in the man's arms, his neck was bitten, it was a powerful bite, like a beast was about to bite and bleed, as if he wanted to eat his flesh.Such a wild nature is Qiu Yiyun's true nature.

Yang Yifeng didn't know why, his whole body lost all strength, and he let him do whatever he wanted.He put his hand into Yang Yifeng's backyard, where it was already wet.Yang Yifeng was very shy, but she could only twist her soft waist. If she wanted to hide or not, she was pressed down by the man and stabbed into it with a gun.Yang Yifeng's muscles all over his body tensed suddenly, but he felt extremely comfortable, without any pain, as if he had ascended to the clouds.He is familiar with this kind of pleasure, but it has not been for a long time, and now it makes him so happy that he doesn't know why.The back court is also biting each other tightly, very lustful.The man rushed into Yang Yifeng's soft body, constantly stimulating Yang Yifeng's sensitive areas, making Yang Yifeng so refreshed that he was about to ascend to heaven.

Yang Yifeng turned over, but it was dawn.

He suddenly opened his eyes, but the clothes on his body were in good condition, and no one had been in the room, it turned out to be his erotic dream.Yang Yifeng felt ashamed that the buttocks were wet.I don't want him to be teased so casually, and after being teased by Qiu Yiyun for a little bit, he will have a spring dream.