chase a hammer

Yin Jin never thought about what kind of person he would be with in the future.

But in the past 20 years of life, I never imagined that one day I would half squat in front of a boy, stare into his eyes and say that if it was him, I would do anything.

Wu Chu originally only tilted his head to stare at the front right, but after hearing that sentence, he froze in place until he confirmed repeatedly for several seconds that he was not hallucinating, so he turned his head suddenly in a hurry. Zhi channel: "You...fuck..."

In the next second, Wu Chu's face became painful, and the excited words were stuck in his throat, and his hands tremblingly rested on his neck that had not fully recovered - he turned his head so hard that he twisted his neck just now.

Hold.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have disliked the ugly neck brace and removed the neck brace.

Yin Jin was stunned, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch Wu Chu's twisted neck, but Wu Chu stopped him and said angrily, "Leave it alone."

Even if his neck is broken today, he still has to figure out what Yin Jin said just now.

Wu Chu, who was clutching his neck, stared straight at him and said, "What you just said is true?"

Yin Jin stared at him and nodded, Wu Chu just asked repeatedly in disbelief: "Really?"

Yin Jin stared directly at him and raised his eyebrows and asked, "It's not true, why did I play Jill while you were taking a shower?"

He is a clean freak, he covers his lower body while taking a shower, shouldn't a normal person be able to detect something is wrong?

Wu Chu's eyes widened, and he blurted out, "Isn't it because of revenge?"

Retaliation for the fact that he flicked the panty string on the cleanliness Yin Jin's face.

Yin Jin got up, leaned over slightly to stare at him, and said, "The real revenge is to crush your balls directly, not to play them so that you can stand up and want to help you get out."

"understand?"

Seeing Wu Chu's obviously stunned expression, Yin Jin simply reached out and grabbed his chin, leaned over and kissed him, his cool fingertips caressed his back, but the warm breath sprayed on his face.

Yin Jin's eyes were heavy. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the lips of the person in front of him. He nodded slightly, stared at Wu Chu and said in a hoarse voice, "Open your mouth."

Wu Chu let out a small gasp from his throat, his head was forced to tilt back slightly, his sharp eyes became foggy, his hands tightly gripped the wheelchair, his whole body stiffened and he opened his eyes bewilderedly Mouth.

In the next second, Wu Chu was pressed down on the wheelchair by the man holding his sprained neck and kissed him. His nose was completely entangled with the breath of a man. He only opened his mouth slightly, but the man mercilessly walked along The slit between the lips and teeth was pried in, so fierce that it made the scalp tingle.

After more than ten minutes, Yin Jin got up, stared at him and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you believe me now?"

Wu Chu's ears turned red, and his back felt numb, as if he had been electrocuted. He murmured, "Fuck... I believe it..."

He knew that Yin Jin was the kind of person who couldn't talk without emotion, and he couldn't talk without emotion, which was the same reason as he couldn't be hard without emotion in his mind.

Yin Jin supported his sprained neck, satisfied, he took out the string of Buddhist beads in his arms, put them in front of Wu Chu and said, "Do you want more?"

Wu Chu looked a little dazed, as if he would not be able to recover for a while, and just stared at him blankly.

Yin Jin lowered his eyes, his back tensed, staring at Wu Chu's wrist and said calmly: "I don't wear his Buddhist beads for you, it's not because the Buddhist beads are not good."

"It's because you are wearing the clothes I picked out for you all over your body, and I saw that string of Buddhist beads blocking your eyes."

The man's calm voice hides a scalp-numbing possessiveness, as if he wants to rub the skin that is stained with other people's breath away inch by inch with his eyes.

Wu Chu's mind was still stuck on the last sentence, he said blankly, "Isn't he your uncle?"

Yin Jin pinched his wrist and said calmly, "Uncle can't do it either."

Putting Yin Ling's gadgets on Wu Chu's body always gave him a feeling of marking, as if the fox with oil on the soles of its feet might get interested anytime and anywhere to tease the prey he marked.

Thinking of that scene, Yin Jin became inexplicably irritable.

She wished she could wrap Wu Chu from the beginning to the end and put it in her pocket, only he could see it, and only he could hear her words.

Yin Jin lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you want to wear it, I can bear that emotion."

He raised his head and stroked Wu Chu's back with his fingertips.

Wu Chuhong frowned, and he stammered, "You...don't, don't act like a baby."

"I just don't wear it..."