Ye Luo Zhiqiu

There was only one thought left in Yang Yong's mind: Uncle Ma's big bird was hard.

Afterwards, Ma Jun rushed up and pressed him hard

Immediately, Yang Yong clearly felt that Ma Jun's big bird was pressing hard on his lower abdomen, and Yang Yong couldn't help but blush.

Time seemed to be frozen, Yang Yong raised his head, and suddenly saw a trace of lust flashing in Ma Jun's eyes, his eyes met each other, Yang Yong felt that he was about to get lost in Ma Jun's deep eyes.

Ma Jun lowered his head slowly and kissed Yang Yong's lips. Yang Yong's eyes suddenly widened.

Ma Jun had just finished smoking. At this moment, he kissed Yang Yong. The smoke from his mouth made Yang Yong a little fascinated.

Ma Jun's tongue quickly slipped into Yang Yong's mouth nimbly, stirring randomly.

Yang Yong could clearly feel that Ma Jun's breathing began to be rapid, and there was a dull whirring sound in his throat, and the lower part became harder, and Yang Yong's lower abdomen felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't help twisting his body.

Yang Yong's twisting of his body immediately seemed to arouse Ma Jun's desire. Ma Jun's hands covered Yang Yong's body, and he couldn't help but began to caress.

Yang Yong groaned and dodged the big hand, but that movement, no matter how you looked at it, seemed a bit eager to welcome or refuse.

Unknowingly, his hand has climbed up Ma Jun's waist.

Taking the opportunity, one of Ma Jun's hands suddenly reached into the bathrobe, all the way down, and held Yang Yong's fiery body.Slowly manipulate.

Yang Yong was startled suddenly, recovered immediately, and hurriedly pushed Ma Jun away.

"Don't!" Yang Yong was a little anxious, and unconsciously exerted force with his hands.

"Hiss!" His left arm was injured, Yang Yong felt a sharp pain when he exerted force, and he couldn't help but gasped.

Ma Jun, who was on the verge of desire, also suddenly came to his senses when he heard Yang Yong's air-conditioning voice, and hurriedly withdrew his hand from the bathrobe and got up.

"Ayong, are you okay?" Ma Jun asked anxiously.

Hearing this, Yang Yong said, "Get up!"

Ma Jun got up in a hurry, and looked at Yang Yong with an innocent face, the lust in his eyes had not completely faded, and he looked extraordinarily evil.

"sorry!"

"It's okay!" Yang Yong got up, sat up, tidied up the unraveled bathrobe, stood up expressionlessly, and walked towards the bedroom.

"Ayong?" Ma Jun was a little anxious, hurried to catch up and grabbed Yang Yong's hand.

Yang Yong waved his hand away from Ma Jun, went straight back to the bedroom, closed the door, and flung himself on the bed.

What's wrong with me?Didn't he say that he would never step into this circle again?How could you be so infatuated with Uncle Ma?

Lying on the bed, Yang Yong asked three questions in a row, took a deep breath, and covered his head in the pillow.

Outside the door, Ma Jun stared blankly at Yang Yong throwing his hand away, his desire extinguished little by little.He sighed, smiled wryly, looked at his tights, took them off hastily, and put on his own clothes.

Soon, Ma Jun changed his clothes, turned around, glanced at the bedroom, couldn't help but stepped forward, and pushed open the door.

"Yong, I'm sorry!"

Ma Jun sat on the bed, looked at Yang Yong who was lying on the bed with his head covered, smiled helplessly, and wanted to reach out to pat Yang Yong's back, but he couldn't get down for a long time. He knew that Yang Yong would also needs time.

"I'm fine!" Yang Yong's voice came from under the pillow.

"I..." Ma Jun hesitated to speak, looked at Yang Yong, sighed, and smiled wryly.

"I'll go back first, I'll return you a new pajamas some other day!"

Yang Yong didn't make a sound, and still maintained this state.

Ma Jun sighed, his hand, after all, dropped, and patted Yang Yong's back.

"Go to bed early, don't think about it!"

After the words fell, he smiled wryly, turned and left.

Yang Yong listened quietly to the closing of the bedroom door, and then there was the sound of the door opening, and then it was closed.

After waiting for a few more minutes to make sure that Ma Jun had really left, he stretched out his head with complicated eyes.

I'm not ready to step into this circle anymore, why did I meet you?Yang Yong spoke silently, couldn't help laughing at himself, and just sat there for a long time.

Feeling a little numbness in his arms, Yang Yong came back to his senses, took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became firm, got up, and came to the hall.

Sit in front of the computer, turn on the computer, let go of the familiar music, and close your eyes.

empty street scene

I want to find someone to put my feelings on

make this decision

It's loneliness and my neighbor

our love

like the scenery you pass by

Keep going

But the footsteps never stop for me

The love for you has always been quiet

in exchange for your occasional care

Obviously a three-person movie

I can never have a name

you say love is like a cloud

To be beautiful is to float freely

I finally believe

The reasons for breaking up are sometimes eloquent

The love for you has always been quiet

in exchange for your occasional care

Obviously a three-person movie

I can never have a name

The love for you has always been quiet

I made up my mind from the beginning

I thought what I wanted was

But found that love must have a response.

The love for you has always been quiet

in exchange for your occasional care

Obviously a three-person movie

I can never have a name

The love for you has always been quiet

except tears on my face willful

It turns out that fate is used to explain

you suddenly don't love me

At the end of the song, Yang Yong opened his eyes and smiled.

Yang Yong no longer believes in the love between comrades, he has already been hurt once, that feeling is heartbreaking, Yang Yong does not want to try it a second time.

The deeper the emotion, the deeper the sinking, before you sink in, cut off the thread of love in time.

The music is still looping, and Yang Yong's heart has gradually calmed down.

Sometimes, fate is really a wonderful thing. We were strangers yesterday, but we know each other today.Everything happened so suddenly that Yang Yong was caught off guard.

He smiled and ignored it, anyway, he would never step into this circle again.

This is, the phone on the table rang.

Yang Yong picked up his cell phone and saw that it was a text message from Ma Jun.

"Ayong, I'm sorry, I was too abrupt!"

Yang Yong smiled, put it down, got up, a little thirsty, and went to pour a glass of water.

Back in the bedroom, picked up the water glass on the table, looked at the porcelain bottle, smiled, and put it in the drawer.

The phone on the table rang again.

He took a glass of water, put it on the table, and picked up his phone to have a look.

"Go to bed early, don't think too much!" signed Uncle Ma.

Yang Yong was a little irritable, and his heart that had just calmed down suddenly became a little turbulent.

Turned off the phone, casually looked at the Internet.

the other side.

"The person you dialed has turned off the phone." Ma Jun put down his phone, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette quietly.

After a boring pastime, Yang Yong turned off the computer, sat on the sofa, picked up a Changbaishan, and lit it.

Smoky and a little unreal.

No sleep tonight.