I became red after being fed by a boss

His reaction was too slow, the corners of Hu Youyou's mouth were slightly pursed, and he stretched out his hand to gently poke the opponent's face with his thin white fingertips.

"What a daze."

Ying Rong regained her thoughts and pinched the troublesome knuckles on his face.

"I'll pull you down." He said in a low voice, with a hint of meaning in his eyes.

Hu Youyou didn't know anything about it, she bent down and stretched out her hand again, her watery eyes were filled with all the trust in her counterpart.

As soon as the fingertips were grasped, Ying Rong pulled hard, but Hu Youyou didn't have time to step on her feet, and her whole body leaned forward.

With a "plop", the whole person was immersed in the swimming pool, and the water surface rippled in circles.

It took a few seconds to stand still, Hu Youyou's whole body was wet with water, her hair was stuck to her soft face, and there were drops of water on her eyelashes.

He froze for two seconds, and realized that he was being teased.

Lifting the toes, the snow-white insteps were a little tight, and when he kicked over, the ankles were tightly pinched and rubbed hard twice.

Ying Rong buckled her backhand, and Hu Youyou was pulled into his arms,

"You are so stupid." His voice was lazy, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

Her back was tightly pressed against her broad chest, and Hu Youyou could clearly feel the scorching body temperature coming from her back.

"You bullied me and called me stupid." Hu Youyou pursed her mouth, her eyes flushed.

The man's body temperature was high, and Hu Youyou felt hot.

She wanted to move away, but her waist was tightly clamped, and she was pinched twice in torment. Hu Youyou snorted twice, her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up.

"I want to kiss you." Before Hu Youyou could respond, Ying Rong grabbed his waist and pushed him against the edge of the swimming pool.

In order to prevent Hu Youyou from being pinched, the back of his hand was pressed between his lower back and the edge of the tile.

The sound of each other's breathing intertwined, Ying Rong's eyes fell on Hu Youyou's lips.

Nice shape and clean color.

"Can I kiss you?" Ying Rong asked suddenly.

The man's hair was still wet, his forehead was messy and stuck to his forehead, his eyebrows and eyes moistened by water were deep and clear.

When he looked over, there was a dark color in his eyes.

In fact, he could just kiss her directly without asking.

They are already lovers, so there is no need to be so polite.

But he cared about Hu Youyou's feelings, the pure and clean young man had full trust in him.

I don't want to make Hu Youyou uncomfortable, not in any way.

Ying Rong looked into Hu Youyou's eyes, followed her pale pink lips, and rested on her slightly raised Adam's apple.

"Can you?" His voice became hoarse.

Hu Youyou's eyes widened slightly, her cheeks were flushed, and her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly. Being looked at like this, her fingertips curled up nervously.

"You can kiss me if you want, you don't need to ask me every time..." Hu Youyou's eyes looked around.

"It's very comfortable to kiss with my husband—"

Before he could finish his sentence, his chiseled face suddenly enlarged.

Ying Rong lowered her eyes and lowered her lips, with intimacy and tenderness.

Again and again, his lips were thin and sharp, completely different from Hu Youyou's fleshy mouth.

When making a film, Ying Rong very much disliked having such intimate contact with other actors.

Originally, as an actor, I couldn't make a request that I didn't want to have a kiss scene. That would be very unreasonable and self-righteous.

But Ying Rong's acting skills are good, and he has passed the high demands of many directors at one time.

He didn't play big names, didn't ask for leave much, and only mentioned that he didn't want intimate scenes, so the director naturally agreed to borrow the seat.

Face the person you like.

Ying Rong's heart was beating very fast, and he couldn't help beating faster.

At first, he just touched it lightly, and kissed the bead of the lips along the corner of the soft lips, clearly feeling the softness of Hu Youyou's lips.

Grind again.

The tall nose tip scratched Hu Youyou's cheek and nose tip.

Hu Youyou felt a little out of breath, her nose was rubbed until she fainted, and a layer of water mist formed in her eyes.

But after tasting the sweet aura, he didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

I feel like I can still hold on.

The tip of the tongue nimbly penetrated into the teeth, entangled intimately.

Ying Rong felt like she was in a nightmare.

Otherwise, no matter how you can kiss, you can't kiss enough.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against the boy's soft palate uncontrollably, and Hu Youyou couldn't help but snorted.

"Hmm~"

The sound is different from the usual ethereal and clear timbre.Very soft, like coated with sugar.

Hearing this, Ying Rong's heart trembled slightly, and blood rushed to his limbs.

The breathing was a bit heavy, panting, and all the hot breath was sprayed on the tip of Hu Youyou's nose.

The tailbone seemed to have been electrified, a little itchy, and a little numb.

The tail and ears came out without disappointment.

Her lips were a little numb from the kiss, Hu Youyou's face was flushed, and the tip of the snow-white fox ears was gradually stained with a layer of crimson.

How long do we have to kiss?

Ying Rong tilted her head, wrapped her soft tongue around her and kissed and kissed, and even sucked.

After looking away, he lowered his eyes.

His obsessive and passionate eyes locked tightly on the young man who was blushing from being kissed.

The natural reaction becomes more and more uncontrollable.

Hu Youyou's eyes were filled with a thin mist, and the eyes were shining, and the lips were red and swollen from the kiss, and the color deepened a lot.

He panted in small mouthfuls, his thin lips were slightly parted, and only a little pink tip of his tongue was exposed.

Then, suddenly felt.

Something hot was rubbing against his waist.

The sense of presence there is extremely strong.

Hu Youyou opened her eyes wide, a little dazed.

It only took a second for him to react, his cheeks were blushing, he turned his eyes away, and his voice trembled: "You... are against me."

"Mmm." Ying Rong's voice was very low, her eyes were full of desire, and her chest heaved slightly.

"I'll take it slow." Ying Rong lifted Hu Youyou's chin, and gently touched the end of his eyes with her lips.

The hot touch rubbed against him again and again.

Hu Youyou was so ashamed that she knew where to put her hands, and there were shy fans on her snow-white fingertips.

The corners of the man's lips were slightly pursed into a straight line, his stern eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were pure green, and his breathing was long and heavy.

It looked miserable.

His figure is well managed, his eight-pack abdominal muscles are neatly arranged, and the blocks are clear. Just a simple glance, one can imagine that there is a lot of fierce strength and explosive power. The muscles of the arms are slightly swollen, which is not very obtrusive. It is not a kind, but it is practiced just right, full of strength and healthy aesthetics, which looks pleasing to the eye.

Hu Youyou lowered her eyes, observing her ninety-nine-one abdominal muscles.

... Forget it, if you don't have talent, don't think about it.

Anyway, my husband's abdominal muscles can already let him lie on it and sleep.

The fingertips poked the tight abdominal muscles.

Ying Rong let out a muffled snort, his brows furrowed even tighter, his knees were pressed against Hu Youyou's thighs, and his whole body pushed up heavily.

"Don't move around." He lowered his voice and spoke in a firm tone.

It fell into Hu Youyou's ears, making people numb.

Hu Youyou gradually felt teased, which was very strange to him.

Remember the burning release last time.

He blushed and said, "Well...I'm not moving."

As time passed, only the breathing of the two could be heard in the empty room, and the air around them seemed to be heated up by the heat.

There was a little sweat on Ying Rong's forehead, wrapped in a faint aura.

The dryness of the two was gradually restrained.

Tight muscles should relax, really.

It's like that outside.

After swimming for more than half an hour, Hu Youyou used to catch fish in the river to eat. He swims in the water naturally and loosely, with flexible and graceful movements.

After the two went ashore, they went to the shower room to wash their bodies together. There was a small separated room inside, and the privacy was well done.

Ying Rong followed Hu Youyou into the same room.

The already narrow and airtight space is made even smaller.

As soon as the two moved, their limbs could not help but come into close contact, and the body temperature of the two was closely pressed.

Ying Rong has lived for so many years, and she didn't like anyone before, let alone any experience.

As long as I stay alone with the person I like, I can't help being distracted.

He squeezed the handle of the shower, and a powerful jet of water hit his body. The water flowed along the muscle lines to the ground, and it took him a while to barely suppress his dryness.After simply rinsing it off, he helped Hu Youyou wash it.

Hu Youyou's skin was relatively tender, so she was caught off guard, and the water jet hit two beautiful spots.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he exclaimed, "Don't~"

Seeing the trembling, Ying Rong pursed her dry lips, her voice was scorching hot: "Sorry, I didn't pay attention."

Hu Youyou stepped on Ying Rong's instep lightly as a punishment.

Soft, for Rong, this punishment is more like a reward.

He lowered his eyes, admiring the young man inch by inch, his skin was fairer than usual, his eyes followed the beautiful body line from the white and round shoulders, and finally landed on the slightly bulging place.

Finally, he coughed and looked away.

On the way back to the room, Hu Youyou followed Ying Rong, stepping on wet footprints.

Putting on a white sweater, with a hat covering his head, only a delicate face was revealed, with lively and beautiful eyes, long eyelashes, like an elf.

Just now in the indoor swimming pool, I simply washed my body clean, entered the room, and Ying Rong went to the bathroom to take a shower. Hu Youyou also felt sticky, so she followed him in.

Ying Rong turned around and looked at him.

Hu Youyou blinked and looked at him too.

Ying Rong was silent and said, "Otherwise, you wash first."

Hu Youyou bit her lower lip: "Wash together."

Ying Rong, who has been put to the test: "I don't think so."

Hu Youyou frowned: "Why not."

Ying Rong pulled his wrist, covering the part where she had a strong sense of presence: "Do you still want to be pushed?"

"..." Hu Youyou lowered her head, her porcelain-white face turned red, and her legs were a little limp.

The fingertips curled up slightly, and the voice was soft: "Then I'll wash it first."

Ying Rong hummed and closed the door.

The sound of water in the bathroom was pattering, Ying Rong opened the low cabinet, took out the hair dryer, and waited for Hu Youyou to come out to help him dry his hair.

There are several small boxes of different colors quietly lying in the cabinet, literally written: thin, naked, and large.

It should be that the hotel has not had time to take them all away.

He had discovered it before, but today they have a very strong sense of existence.

Ying Rong's throat tightened, he glanced twice, and closed the drawer.

Hu Youyou came out wrapped in a bath towel, her hair was wet, and her exposed skin was white and delicate, as white as if she had never seen the light before.

Ying Rong pointed to the hair dryer: "Sit down for a while, I'll blow it up for you after I take a shower."

Soon after coming out of the bathroom, Hu Youyou sat on his lap.

Ying Rong's muscles tensed up.

He swallowed.

Hu You waited and waited, but the hot wind hadn't blown yet.

Is the blower broken?

As soon as he turned his head, his lips were firmly kissed, his jaw was opened, the tip of his tongue was pressed against the tip of his tongue, the sound of sticky water intertwined, Ying Rong pinched his soft cheek with his fingertips, and rubbed his chin with his knuckles, and then Bite down lightly.

"Used my shower gel?" Ying Rong's breathing was a little short.

Hu Youyou panted, feeling that the question was silly: "Otherwise?"

The shower gel he usually uses is in the dormitory, but now he can only use the one her husband usually uses.

Thinking of Hu Youyou's own smell, Ying Rong became even more uncontrollable.

Lifting the hem of the clothes a little with the fingertips, gently circling the fingers, twirling the soft flesh around the boy's waist.

Hu Youyou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the roots of her ears were hot.

The hair dryer hummed, and Ying Rong's Adam's apple rolled up and down to divert his attention.

It was difficult again, and I lowered my eyes.

It was just a small section of the back of Bai Run's neck.

Hu Youyou also clearly felt the change in Yingrong.

His face turned red.

The silver hair was soft, and it dried within a few minutes. Ying Rong put away the hair dryer, picked up Hu Youyou with one hand and put it aside.

He got up: "I'll go to the bathroom again."

Hu Youyou was a little dazed, seeing Ying Rong turn around, his reaction was a bit slow.

Then he grabbed the man's shirt.

"What's the matter?" Ying Rong turned his head and asked, his eyes were blazing, and his tone was a little irritable.

Hu Youyou raised her head and caught a glimpse of the slightly stretched veins on the side of the opponent's neck.

And a particularly strong reaction to...

Repeatedly like this, it shouldn't be bad.

Hu Youyou thought in her heart.

Unknowingly speaking, Ying Rong was silent for a moment, her voice a little hoarse: "It's not that far yet."

Accidentally speaking the truth, Hu Youyou curled up with her toes in embarrassment.

"Go to sleep first, I'll come out when I'm done." Ying Rong leaned over, and a gentle kiss fell on Hu Youyou's forehead.

Hu Youyou still didn't let go, thinking of what she was about to say, her blush spread from the base of her ears to her collarbone.

He felt that if he didn't take the initiative, Ying Rong would never do it.

The other party may still think about it.

In case Hu Youyou thinks that this relationship is not liking but dependence in the future.

In case he regrets it.

"You know I like you." Hu Youyou pursed her lips, her eyes were serious.

Ying Rong was stunned for a moment: "I know, I like you too."

Hu Youyou's face was hot, and he continued: "So, let's go together, you don't have to solve it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he didn't dare to look into Ying Rong's eyes, but he still clenched his hands tightly.

— very firm.

Hu Youyou became more and more ashamed with a few muffled laughs.

But he just didn't let go.

"You're still too young." Ying Rong's tone was straightforward, "And the draft isn't over yet."

Hu Youyou's ears turned red: "I'm not young, I've lived for decades."

After being tapped on the forehead by a kiss, Hu Youyou leaned back.

He saw the smile in Ying Rong's eyes.

"But you are just a child in my eyes, the kind who just grew up." Ying Rong said lightly.

"It's an adult." Hu Youyou was relentless.

Seeing that her husband still wanted to postpone it, he was a little impatient, and his tone was a little anxious: "Aren't you okay?"

"..." Ying Rong, who thought he was a gentleman, was silent for a second.

"It's okay, I won't laugh at—"

Before Hu Youyou could finish speaking, she was picked up by the sky, and Ying Rong's arms were wrapped around his waist.

The tips of their noses rub against each other, Ying Rong raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid?"

Hu Youyou: "Not afraid."

"You really don't regret it?"

"No regrets."

Ying Rong: "I love you."

Hu Youyou's heart beat faster and she didn't speak.

His waist was gently pinched, and he heard Ying Rong say, "Excuse me?"

Hu Youyou muttered for a long time, hesitated, and simply buried her head in the man's arms.

Another sentence fell in my ear: "I really like you, and I want to love you for the rest of my life."

The life of a demon is very long, and if you like it, you will not change easily.

"If you have someone you like more in the future, tell me, and I will—"

Hu Youyou didn't pretend to be stupid this time: "There won't be anyone else I like."

His eyes were clear and moist, he put his arms around Ying Rong's neck, and said softly, "My husband..."

The clothes were thrown on the ground casually, the pink rabbit was cute, and the dark blue was so clean, the two different styles looked very good at this moment.

Hu Youyou sat on the pillow, leaning against a soft pillow behind his waist, he bent his knees, and Ying Rong's black hair rubbed against his legs.

Itchy and prickly.

A little discomfort is negligibly offset by greater comfort.

The ankle was tightly played by Ying Rong, unable to move.

Ying Rong's lips are thin, clean and full of coldness, but in fact they are not cold at all, on the contrary they are quite hot.

Her fingertips became soft after being bitten, Hu Youyou's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and her earlobes turned red.

A sentence was spoken intermittently by him, and a word came out slowly: "Uh...that's fine."

The voice is a little soft, like coquetry.

Hu Youyou has no experience, let alone this strange and strong feeling.

Ying Rong couldn't speak, snorted a few times, raised her eyes, and saw the young man squinting his eyes and looking up, his face turning red.

He took a few sheets of paper and spit them out.

Hu Youyou leaned against the pillow, breathing carefully, her fingertips were shaking.

Opening the drawer, Ying Rong frowned, and took a box of bigger ones.

The plastic film was torn off at once, and the sound was very clear in the room.The individual packages inside were scattered across the comforter.

Ying Rong randomly picked one up and handed it to Hu Youyou.

"Help me put it on..." The tone seemed uncompromising.

The jagged edge has a strong sense of presence in the palm, and Hu Youyou just feels hot all over.

Not easy to tear off, slippery.

Hu Youyou's face was flushed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she really saw Ying Rong, her eyes widened slightly.

...Compared with his, the difference is quite big.

She failed to put it on several times, Hu Youyou panicked, her hands trembled more and more.

The thin white fingertips tightened slightly.

Ying Rong frowned from the torture, he clenched his lower molars, and the veins on his neck became more obvious.

"I can't put it on..." Hu Youyou's eyes were hot, and she muttered, "It's a little small."

Ying Rong held his hand and taught him, "That's all right."

As soon as the voice fell, I put it on.

Hu Youyou's whole body was tense, she kissed his earlobe, licked it lightly, and held the boy's round shoulders with her palm.

It was raining lightly outside the window, and the raindrops fell on the ground, crackling on the leaves and flowers.

Delicate petals fell to the ground, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air with rain.

In the room, half of the snow-white quilt fell on the ground, and the other half hung beside the bed.

The entangled breath is mixed in the rainy night.

Tears mixed with sweat wet the pillow, and Hu Youyou's mind went blank.

He gently grabbed Ying Rong's hair, and brushed the man's earlobe with his fingertips.

Suddenly, being hugged, Hu Youyou's eyelids twitched, she snorted, and her fingertips trembled.

The silver hair was a little wet, and it stuck to the fair cheeks, and the mouth was slightly opened, revealing a little soft tip of the tongue.

"Husband..." Hu Youyou's eyes were a little wet.

"Huh?" Ying Rong replied, her voice was full of sexiness, like a lazy big cat.

His eyebrows and eyes are no longer as cold as usual, but full of lingering love.

Clear tears slipped down the corners of his eyes, Ying Rong raised his hand to help Hu Youyou wipe them away.

After he rested for a while, Ying Rong moved a bit: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Hu Youyou's eyes were filled with mist, and her cheeks were wet, as if someone had fished them out of the water.

"No... uncomfortable." He replied slowly, blushing a little.

From face-to-face to back-to-back, Hu Youyou could clearly feel the beating of the pulse even though he couldn't see it.

Ying Rong's chin rested on Hu Youyou's shoulder, and pinched the other's wrist.

Slowly rubbing with fingertips, the snow-white skin was rubbed into a little powder.

After a few visits, Hu Youyou's legs became weak, and she couldn't even stand firmly. For Rong Rong, it was just the beginning.

Hu Youyou's eyes were moist, she was a little speechless, but Ying Rong was still very energetic, she pouted and said, "Are you coming...?"

Ying Rong paused for a while, and hummed.

Kissed Hu Youyou's palm.

With a hot face, Hu Youyou looked at the used ones on the ground and smelled a strong aura.

He hugged Ying Rong's arm, shook it, and looked at the ground: "Can I not wear it? What a waste."

"..." Ying Rong's voice was hoarse, and she asked, "Don't wear it?"

Hu Youyou nodded: "Yeah, no."

"Well, you said it, then don't go back on your word."

......

I don't know how long it has passed, Hu Youyou was so sleepy that she wanted to sleep, her husband was still hugging him, the aura was injected into his body, his whole body was warm, and his brows and eyes narrowed in comfort.

Although I don't wear irons, it's a little scary.

But no more aura was wasted.

While half awake and half asleep, a hard object was placed on the palm of my hand.

Hu Youyou lowered her eyes and looked over.

A scale glowing with black light.

It is dragon scale.

A deep voice rang in his ears, it was a long passage of ancient prose that Hu Youyou had never heard before.

With ancient and traditional solemnity and solemnity.

Immediately afterwards, the dantian was filled with a large wave of turbulent aura, which looked menacing. After flowing into Hu Youyou's body, it restrained the sharp coldness, and rubbed against the other docile aura in Hu Youyou's body.

The fox's ears and tail popped out unconsciously, and the four tails waved in the air.

The other four outlines outlined with gold wire loomed in the air.

"I'll give you the dragon scales, we're married."