Scum smell

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Ji Yao was actually a little depressed when a good thing was interrupted, but Jiang Qiutong's frustrated expression on his forehead made him feel a lot happier.The more he laughed, the happier he was, leaning his head on the other's hard shoulder, he could hardly straighten up.

Jiang Qiutong was angry and funny, he patted Ji Yao's butt, lifted him up and carried him to the desk, and then bullied him.

"!!!" I never expected Jiang Qiutong, a frail scholar, to have such explosive power. Ji Yao's eyes were straightened, and he pinched the opponent's strong arm in disbelief, "Where did you get so much strength!?"

Jiang Qiutong took his hand and probed into his shirt. The muscles were hard and neatly arranged in the shape of abdominal muscles.

"!? Did you get some injections?" Ji Yao was envious and jealous, and felt that he had been hurt. He worked hard every day, got up early to exercise, played ball and ran with Zhang He, and it was just a few prototypes. As a result, even an academic teacher has such great muscles! ?

He is angry.

Jiang Qiutong never took off his clothes before, and he didn't let him touch them. He secretly thought that maybe because Jiang Qiutong saw his good figure, he felt inferior, and in the end, Nima...

Jiang Qiutong is such a keen person, he can tell what Ji Yao is thinking at a glance, he let out a soft snort from his nose: "If you have a younger brother who is so heavenly, he broke his leg and turned his back and ruined himself Fate, you run [-] meters with him every day, and you will have it in a few years."

"..." Ji Yao instantly regained his balance.

He returned to his usual hippie smile, lifted his long legs, hooked the other's waist, grabbed the other's shoulders, leaned into his ear and asked softly, "Are you still in class later?"

Jiang Qiutong's Adam's apple slipped twice, he lowered his head, and locked his eyes on the young man who was imprisoned in his arms: "No."

Ji Yao bent the corners of his lips, stuck out his red tongue, and licked the tip of his ear vaguely: "What a coincidence, neither do I."

Neither Jiang Qiutong nor Ji Yao could remember the memory of how they drove back to Jiang Qiutong's house.No one spoke in the small carriage. They sat in their seats in a regular manner, looking at the driveway ahead, their hands did not flirt with each other, and their eyes were not intertwined.

However, the atmosphere is becoming more and more ambiguous. The hormones emitted by the two people make the heart beat faster. They only feel hot, very hot, so hot that they are about to explode. Ji Yao blinked, pretending to change his posture inadvertently, and raised his legs , covering his raised crotch.

Jiang Qiutong didn't give him a look, and still seemed to be concentrating on driving, but only he knew how sharp his hearing had become, and the rustling of the other party's clothes aroused his endless imagination.

The two people don't talk to each other, but they know what the other is thinking. They are happy with this tacit understanding, and even enjoy this ambiguous time. Even the seemingly endless road in front of them has become Sweet torture.

Neatly parked the car in the garage, Jiang Qiutong came out, went around and opened the door of the passenger seat, dragged Ji Yao out rudely, took his hand, and strode into the elevator.

They were the only ones in the elevator, and they turned their heads at the same time, looking at their own reflection in the elevator and the blurred shadow of each other.

The moment he finally stepped into the house, Jiang Qiutong was like a beast that had finally let out the fence. He slammed the door, supported Ji Yao's buttocks, lifted her up and pressed him against the wall, and kissed impatiently.

This lip, which he loves and hates at the same time, always says some false words, but it is so sweet and intoxicating. He just tasted it a little bit, but now the dissatisfaction is louder, he must taste enough.

"Uh...um...um..."

Ji Yao didn't expect the real Jiang Qiutong to look like this. He endured the passionate kiss, stretched out his hands to tightly hug Jiang Qiutong's neck, and wrapped his legs tightly around the other's waist.The crotch of the two of them was tightly pressed against each other, rubbing against each other through layers of clothing, the pleasure rushed straight to the forehead, and the stimulation made people's eyes dazzle.

The two stumbled and entangled in different positions, their clothes were scattered all over the floor, and then they both fell into the bed in the bedroom, rolling into a ball.

Jiang Qiutong separated Ji Yao's legs, and was about to squeeze in by supporting herself.

Ji Yao lost his voice: "Are you going to come in directly like this?"

Jiang Qiutong had already taken off his glasses, probably because he was afraid of blocking his sight, and he brushed all his hair back, revealing his smooth forehead.A drop of sweat rolled down from the corner of his forehead, along the beautiful and straight bridge of the nose, just fell on Ji Yao's body.

He raised his eyebrows, and his voice was rarely impatient: "Why, can't you?"

Ji Yao stretched out his hand to hold him, and almost lost his breath when he heard the words: "Of course not!"

………………

"Ugh!" Ji Yao's eyes turned black from the pain, he gritted his teeth and grabbed the man's shoulder, forcing the two of them to look at each other, "You... did it on purpose... ah...!"

Jiang Qiutong was also in pain, but when he saw Ji Yao's painful and angry expression, the satisfaction that surged from the bottom of his heart was enough for him to ignore the discomfort.

………………

"Don't... it's going to be broken... it's going to be pierced..."

Ji Yao finally couldn't help it, and said in a crying voice.

The smile in Jiang Qiutong's eyes deepened, Ji Yao was about to surrender to him, right now... right away... just a little bit closer.

The relationship between him and Ji Yao is like a game, they have always been equal, and this first copulation is a subtle signal, whoever gives in first will lose the upper hand.Now Ji Yao couldn't hold it anymore, only a little bit--

Ji Yao stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Qiutong's neck, tightened his five fingers, and said with great force, "——what are you doing!"

Jiang Qiutong ignored that hand and said with a smile, "What do you think?"

Ji Yao was so angry that his eyes were filled with gold stars, he had never met such a bad person, he was not like a kid messing around with no skills, but like an emperor with a winning ticket in his hands, proudly and comfortably tasting his restraint.

He wants him to live, and he lives; he wants him to die, and he dies.

This feeling of being completely controlled sucks!

Jiang Qiutong was still kissing and pecking at his body slowly, and he was motionless in the depths, feeling extremely oppressive.Ji Yao knew what he was doing, he was waiting, waiting to beg for mercy.

Ji Yao almost hated to bleed in his heart, he clenched his teeth, he couldn't even utter the words of begging for mercy.Yu Siyuan is his real boyfriend, he is willing to spoil him, it is for the other party's face, it is their interest to keep low and be small.But who is Jiang Qiutong?

The passerby A he hooked up with in his free time, the greatest significance to him was that there was another type of person in the collection of illustrations - he used it to amuse himself!

Ji Yao is a typical person who prefers softness to hard work. There was a time before that Yu Siyuan did something wrong and annoyed him. The two almost broke up, but Yu Siyuan flew over to see him overnight. Ji Yao just Seeing Yu Siyuan's reddish eye sockets, he couldn't get angry anymore.

But if someone wants to fight head-on, and wants to push him——

Jiang Qiutong is arrogant, so he is not arrogant anymore?

After thinking this through, Ji Yao swung him away, struggling to get up from the bed.Jiang Qiutong was unprepared for a moment, and was really overturned and fell on the bed.

Jiang Qiutong frowned: "Why are you suddenly crazy?"

With a gloomy expression, Ji Yao glanced at the man, got up from the bed with his hands on his waist, and bent down to pick up the scattered clothes on the ground.

Jiang Qiutong became angry all of a sudden, he grabbed Ji Yao: "Ji Yao, what do you mean?"

Ji Yao threw his hand away: "Get out! If you want to fuck me, go and make your big dream!"