Terrorist attacks

"Hasn't disappeared yet?" Lin Xin stopped and asked him in a low voice.

Qiao Yin kissed his face, and grabbed his hand. Lin Xin's palm stroked the smooth and delicate skin, with scratches of different depths.

"Go to sleep, it's getting late." Lin Xin covered him with a thin quilt, turned his back to Qiao Yi and said, "Go to bed early, too."

Qiao Yisheng's bracelet was around his waist, and it was tightly pressed against him. Lin Xin was startled. The two of them were too close, and they knew each other's reactions well. Slowly move up to the side.

Qiao Yisheng immediately held him back, and pulled him into his arms again:

"Don't move, let's take a step back, huh?"

Lin Xin had no choice but to let him hold her, and sometimes lightly kiss her neck, shoulders and back. His lower abdomen was covered by his right hand. This position was not uncomfortable, but it felt weird and awkward. There was no other way but to let him fall asleep gradually. past.

Lin Xin woke up in the middle of the night, turned around to look at Qiao Yisheng, he was closing his eyes, breathing evenly.

Lin Xin had never seen him sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, so he took a few more glances, slid his hand up, gently stroked his eyebrows, and quickly retracted, putting Qiao Yisheng's hand on him I also took it away, lifted the quilt, arranged my clothes, and didn't turn on the light. I took advantage of the dim light outside the window and went straight to the door. After thinking about it, I went back, took the mobile phone by the bed, turned it on again, and opened the door. The corridor was very long, he walked for a long time, the door of the study was tightly closed, and in the dark night, he felt that this place was strange and confinement, with no sound at all.

Lin Xin regained his composure, and finally walked to the end, went into the bathroom, and flicked the button with his fingers. The phone didn't work, he was sweating, and he dialed again. Surprised, the phone slipped from his hand, Qiao Yan took it, passed his hand under his armpit, and handed it to him: "What's the matter? There is also a bathroom in the room, do you have to go around this far?"

Lin Xin answered the phone, cut off the line, and said:

"I thought you were asleep."

Qiao suppressed his voice behind him, looked at him quietly, then suddenly picked him up, hooked the door open with his feet, and led him all the way back to the room.

Lin Xin was not used to this, and immediately got up after being thrown on the bed by him, and asked him, "What are you going to do again?"

Qiao Yi took off his clothes two or three times, and was naked. Seeing that he was still in a state, Lin Xin couldn't help turning his face away, and said, "It's so easy to react, those people of yours..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Yisheng leaned on him and squeezed his jaw:

"I don't want to bear it anymore."

Lin Xin had never cooperated so well before. He was satisfied with any posture Qiao Yisheng wanted. At first, he was lying on his back with his legs around his waist. From this angle, he could even see the place where the two of them joined together. Qiao Yisheng Supporting his head, he moved vigorously to let him see clearly.Waves of crashing sounds kept reverberating in his mind. Qiao Yisheng reached a depth that he had never experienced before, and he withdrew with all his strength every time. After the other party relaxed his vigilance, he pushed forward to the end.

When Lin Xin was kneeling on the bed, Qiao Yi fell behind him with a sound. Every part of her round and lovely buttocks was kissed devoutly.

Qiao Yi moved his body down, and kept his lips and tongue, touching and biting his body little by little, and then left quickly.

In the end, Lin Xin even straddled him, just supporting the bed with his hands. Qiao Yi wanted to catch him, but he blocked him.

Qiao Yisheng gently supported his buttocks with his hands, slowly pressed and kneaded him, occasionally lifted him slightly by the waist, and then pressed down heavily, Lin Xin's face turned pale and he couldn't stop panting.

The small entrance was stretched infinitely, and every time Qiao Yisheng moved his hands between his buttocks, the inner wall tightened even more. The most secret place of the two people's bodies became more and more entangled, and the meridians scraped through every soft spot. , Lin Xin kept trembling.

Qiao Yisheng moved while kissing him, glanced at Lin Xin's lower body, but saw that it was still lying quietly in the jungle, sleeping shyly, stopped immediately, and asked him: "Why is this so? Well, are you feeling well?"

Lin Xin shook his head and only said:

"You go on, hurry up."

Qiao suppressed his voice still in the depths of him, holding his face with both hands, rubbing it lightly, and whispering close to his ear: "Relax, I won't hurt you."

Lin Xin threw his hand away and started to move by himself. It was already half-light outside, he kept moving up and down crazily, and his face became even uglier, like a machine that was suddenly started and couldn't stop.

Qiao suppressed his voice and stabilized his waist, preventing him from moving. Lin Xin was also weak and could not match him.

"Did you do it on purpose? You kept restraining yourself just now, but you didn't see it reacting. Now it's even more straightforward, tossing and hurting yourself. If you don't want to do it, you can just say it. Why do you do this?"

Lin Xin kept silent, while Qiao Yisheng took the initiative. Knowing the reason, it would be much easier to prescribe the right medicine.

Lin Xin soon became powerless to resist, and had no way to resist. He made the climax come one after another, but he couldn't release it in the end. He trembled and was on the verge of a cliff, his heart was high, and he was knocked down to the bottom of the valley in an instant. The pleasure came like a tide. Go, he curled up, his eyes blurred and dazed.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Yi felt as uncomfortable as being cut by a knife, and he ignored it, only immersed in his own world, buried his head on the pillow, his eyes were empty, and looked into the distance.

In the end, Qiao Yisheng had no choice but to give up, hugged him in his arms, and gently comforted him.

Lin Xin didn't speak, coughed once or twice occasionally, and lay on his side with his back to Qiao Yisheng.

The muddy liquid slowly flowed down from between the legs, soaking the lower part of his body, and the white buttocks were also covered with stains.

Qiao Yisheng kissed his waist, and said softly:

"Go and wash first, and then go to bed when your body is clean."

Lin Xin didn't answer him, Qiao Yisheng carried him into the bathroom, put the water in, turned up the room temperature, carefully put it into the bathtub, saw that his lips were chapped, poured the water again, and passed it to him to drink.

Qiao Yan turned his back to him and took off his pajamas.

Lin Xin looked straight at him, Qiao Yi turned around and got into the water, he turned his eyes away and lay down on the edge of the bath.

Qiao Yi picked him up, let him lie on his lap, stroked his buttocks with his hands, took water again, poured it on, and slowly washed it away to expand the area.

When his fingers penetrated further, Lin Xin held onto him tightly, groped around, and finally touched the scar on his back, and quickly evacuated as if he had been scalded.

Qiao Yisheng felt that something was wrong with him, and he had an answer in his heart. He didn't say it clearly, but kept silently cleaning up while kissing him closely. The white liquid was quickly cleaned up. Qiao Yisheng leaned against him and said "I have selfish intentions, and I want my things to stay in your body forever." Lin Xin's face was very ugly, and Qiao Yi added: "It's just thinking about it, don't be nervous." Fingers slid across his inner thigh again , Carefully cleaned, that piece of skin was extremely tender and smooth, Qiao Yin kissed it, without lust, just soothing intimately, revealing the madness hidden in his bones.

"Why don't you let me give you happiness? If you don't want it, we won't do it. I can wait."

Lin Xin shook his head, and put his hands on his back again. His fingertips ran across the scratches, which were of different shades. He had already touched them before, but he felt extremely uncomfortable, as if his throat was blocked by something, and it was difficult for him to even speak. .

I saw it with my own eyes just now, and sure enough, those few scratches have faded a lot, and they are almost fading away, but there are a few more in the original position, almost overlapping with the ones I scratched inadvertently.Thinking of this, he forced himself to calm down, and asked flatly, "Did you do this to all your bed partners, and did everything you could?"

Qiao Yan looked at him intently, hugged him, and said close to his ear:

"Why do you ask, do you care?"

Lin Xin was shocked after hearing this, and he couldn't deny that Qiao Yisheng didn't do anything to him at first, even if he hugged him to sleep, he didn't feel so resistant.

Ever since he was carried back to his room at night and touched the wound on his body, he should have thought that there were many people under him. The intense loss and inexplicable embarrassment made him loathe himself, and he didn't want to think about the reason.

I saw those new traces with my own eyes just now, and I felt indescribably depressed and embarrassed.

Qiao Yisheng looked in his eyes and hugged him tightly:

"I don't have anyone else, just you." The mood is also very complicated, with all kinds of feelings, it's hard to put into words.