looking forward to a good day

Wang Sen's face was completely dark. He wanted to spank Xia Zheng's butt. But his arms were around Xia Zheng's waist, so he couldn't do it with his hands. If he had to use his feet, he couldn't bear it.

He was really eaten to death. Wang Sen sneered. "I'll be home soon." Then he lowered his head and kissed Xia Zheng's forehead. There was some salty sweat on his forehead.

Xia Zheng was sleeping soundly. There were some teardrops on his eyelashes. His brows were furrowed. There was a contented smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he could feel Wang Sen's smell. He buried his head in Wang Sen's chest, rubbed against it, and whimpered. .

I really want to eat it right away.

It seemed that he felt the comfort of the bed. Xia Zheng rubbed the bed subconsciously. He held on to the bed sheet and would not let go.

Wang Sen pushed back the broken hair on Xia Zheng's forehead, stared at Xia Zheng's sleeping face, covered him with the quilt, turned and left.

The room was very dark. There was only faint moonlight. Xia Zheng's face was softer against the background. Not long after, Xia Zheng's eyelashes trembled slightly on the bed, and he slowly opened his confused eyes. The tip of his nose sniffed lightly. There was no familiar smell.

"Xiao Mori." Xia Zheng called softly, got out of bed slowly, didn't wear socks, opened the door and walked out.

With a "click", Xia Zheng opened the door of Wang Sen's room. The warm light made Xia Zheng feel a little uncomfortable. He opened his eyes wide and searched for someone around.

The quilt was neatly placed on the bed. Xia was lying on the bed. He sniffed hard. This was the smell he was familiar with. His head was dizzy and his eyes gradually closed.

What happened just now seemed like sleepwalking. For a while, there was only the sound of Xia Zheng's sleeping breathing in the room.

Wang Sen took a simple bath. He came out with a bath towel around his waist. He didn't like to dry off after taking a bath. So the bath towel was tightly attached to Wang Sen's waist. Under the thin bath towel was a strong body. A few drops of water The beads slowly slid down along with the chest, leaving shallow traces of water.

He flicked the water from his hair. His gloomy eyes also looked a little lazy after taking a bath.

"You sent this to the door automatically." Wang Sen turned over and lay on Xia Zheng's back, narrowed his eyes, and muttered softly.

He scooped up his hand and turned over. Xia Zheng was lying on his back in front of him with his mouth slightly open. You could see the red tongue inside.

Wang Sen swallowed. He didn't dislike Xia Zheng's spit just now. He lowered his head and kissed his red lips. The strong smell of wine made him frown. Then there was an even more violent kiss.

"Hmm." Xia Zheng protested strongly under Wang Sen. His hands rested on Wang Sen's chest. His eyes opened a crack reluctantly. Everything around him was unfamiliar to him. He turned his head to see clearly. After touching Wang Sen's face, he called out with some uncertainty. "Xiao Sen, why are you in my room?"

The head is still dizzy. He drank too much this time. Lying on the bed, the dizziness is even more uncomfortable. He wants to sit up, but Wang Sen is on his body.

Although they had confirmed their relationship, Xia Zheng still didn't live in the same room as Wang Sen. One was embarrassed to speak, and the other was unable to speak with a cold face. So it just kept dragging on.

Wang Sen stretched out his hand to hold Xia Zheng's hand that was pushing his chest. He pulled it hard and put it in front of Xia Zheng's head. With the other hand, he pushed Xia Zheng's clothes away.

"You came by yourself drunk." He was right. Originally, he wanted to let Xia Zheng go. He took a shower unexpectedly. There was such a big surprise.

Xia Zheng's right eye keeps twitching again. His intuition tells him that something bad will happen tonight. But now his hands are being held and his body is being pressed down. He can't resist no matter what.

"Hmm. I went to the wrong room. Let me go. I'm going back to sleep." His head was still very uncomfortable. There was a burst of pain. His chest felt a little stuffy when he was pressed on his chest. His lips also hurt, as if he was bitten by someone. took a sip.

Let go. Does your thinking slow down even when you're drunk?

"No hurry. Are you uncomfortable?" Wang Sen stroked Xia Zheng's eyelashes. They are really long. Just like girls.

The clothes have been unbuttoned, revealing the fine chest. The two bright red spots on the chest are less than two centimeters away from Wang Sen's face. You can touch it with a slight bow.

Xia Zheng's face was very red. Half of it was because of drinking, and half of it was because of being pressed down by Wang Sen. He was very embarrassed. Although his consciousness was not very clear, it was not that he didn't feel it.

"Uncomfortable. So let me go." Xia Zheng's eyes were very red. Half-opened are more seductive. There is a sparkle in the eyes.

Wang Sen lowered his head and approached Xia Zheng's lips. His eyes were fixed on the slightly swollen lips. There was a flash of deep thought in his stern eyes. It was so fast that people didn't feel the opportunity.

After a long time, he looked away and looked at the slightly opened eyes. "I am also uncomfortable." Very serious tone, can not hear the slightest tease.

Xia Zhengqiang pulled himself together and licked his lips. "How uncomfortable." He was about to fall asleep.

Dizziness. Nausea. Chest tightness.

He couldn't hear what Wang Sen was saying clearly. He could barely recognize it by the shape of his lips.

This will hear Wang Sen say that he is also uncomfortable. He even thinks badly. Then Wang Sen will let him go.

Xia Zheng didn't answer his question. His fingertips ran across his exposed skin, causing tremors.

"Will you help me?" Xia Zheng kissed Wang Sen's cheek, moving his fingers on his neck.

The body trembled uncontrollably. The summer is already hot. With Wang Sen's movements, the most primitive yuwang in the body was quietly brought up. Xia Zheng snorted. "Well, how can I help."

He no longer knew what he was doing. He just wanted to end all of this quickly. Dizziness brought comfort to his body. It formed a very special feeling. His head swelled even more. But his body was honest. reaction.

Wang Sen let go of Xia Zheng's hand and led him to untie his bath towel. His voice was hoarse and affectionate. The boy's unique voice made Xia Zheng obsessed. "Like last time. Help me." Before Xia Zheng Zheng refused. Wang Sen already held Xia Zheng's hand and moved spontaneously.

The burning sensation in the hand. The pulsation of the object was most directly conveyed to Xia Zheng's hand. Yuwang became more intense with the pulsation.

"Komori. Uh-huh. I feel uncomfortable. Touch me." At this time, Xia Zheng's brain had stopped thinking, and he was only immersed in the original yuwang. Even the discomfort of being drunk was completely forgotten.

A chuckle spread to Xia Zheng's ears. He opened his closed eyes and saw clearly the smiling eyes of the man on his body. He blinked for fear that he might be confused.

The corners of the mouth could not help but curl up. The two dimples on the cheeks were faintly visible. Xia Zheng was like a newborn baby. He relied on Wang Sen wholeheartedly.

At some point, the arm had climbed onto Wang Sen's neck. His legs hooked around his thin waist, and there was a slight rub. The yuwang between the two were close together.

"Does it still hurt in the back?" Although it was useless to ask at this time, Wang Sen still wanted Xia Zheng to speak out. This is the so-called bad taste.

Xia Zheng was stunned for a moment. His eyes were a little dazed, and he urged with shortness of breath. "Hurry up. Huh. It's uncomfortable. Hurry up, Xiao Sen." His waist kept rubbing against Wang Sen. The corners of his eyes were also wet because of unsatisfied. A drop of clear tears Slipped into the pillow. In the blink of an eye, it was gone.

But Wang Sen stopped at this moment. Sweat dripped on Xia Zheng's chest. Xia Zheng's body trembled in excitement. His eyes were full of longing, and his mouth let out a dissatisfied whimper.

"Good boy. Wait a minute." Wang Sen seemed to be comforting a child who couldn't eat candy. He kissed Xia Zheng's forehead. His finger went into that place. Sure enough, it was still as tight as the first time. It's hard, not to mention his stuff.

Whether this is torturing Xia Zheng or torturing himself. Wang Sen can't figure it out now. But if he just goes in like this, Xia Zheng will definitely be hurt by him.

Wang Sen lowered his head and bit Xia Zheng's neck to divert Xia Zheng's attention. He clearly felt that when he entered with his finger just now, Xia Zheng's body froze suddenly.

He thought about giving up. But the situation of the two of them today does not allow it.

Xia Zheng was already in a dream at this time. His body was surrounded by heat. His lower body felt uncomfortable but he couldn't find an outlet. He even felt like defecation behind him. He twisted his body in pain, but he heard a familiar voice, so gentle. His voice only appeared in his dreams. He always imagined that one day Wang Sen would speak to him in that tone.

The twisting of the body was just a subconscious movement, but it accidentally touched a hot place. Then someone lifted his waist and touched it lightly. It seemed to be confirming something. Then there was a tearing pain.

He struggled but was hugged tightly around the waist. His eyes seemed to be heavy and he couldn't open them. The surrounding was pitch black.

"Wang Sen. Wang Sen. Huh. Pain. Wang Sen." He opened his mouth and subconsciously called out a certain name. He growled almost instinctively. Being in the dark made him more sensitive, and the feeling behind him was also stronger.

The body was hugged tightly. The familiar temperature and familiar breath made him feel more at ease. The moment he relaxed his body, he was entered from the back. Just as he was about to struggle, someone kissed the corner of his lips to comfort him.

"Good. Relax. Xia Zheng. I love you." Wang Sendu pressed his lips against Xia Zheng's. His body twitched instinctively. Yuwang became more violent as the surrounding temperature rose.

It wasn't until his body was filled with the smell of Wang Sen that Xia Zheng opened his eyes a little soberly. A sense of dizziness struck him. He closed his eyes again, waiting for the surrounding darkness to dissipate. His hands had regained their freedom, covering the eyes.

"Wang Sen, why am I here?" Xia Zheng asked in confusion until his eyes could see everything around him clearly again.

As soon as the body moved, liquid flowed out from below. Xia Zheng blushed for a moment, and his face became even more rosy after the qingyu. A trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes. He pushed away Wang Sen who was on his body.

Wang Sen didn't mind either. He followed Xia Zheng's movements and turned over beside him. "You came here by yourself." The voice was still a little hoarse, but it was extraordinarily sexy.

Xia Zheng supported the bed with his hands. He sat up slowly. He lowered his head and saw the hickey marks on his body. It was hard to digest for a while. He said to Wang Sen with some embarrassment. "I'm going back to the room." Then he sat on the edge of the bed. Tun Tun stood up. Feeling dizzy for a while, subconsciously put his hands on his forehead.