honey trap

"it's me."

A gentle voice sounded, it was actually Wen Jiao?

Lin Mitang relaxed after hearing the human voice, half complaining and half coquettish: "Brother Wen, why didn't you knock on the door? You scared me..."

The young man's delicate voice and demeanor made Wen Jiao pause, and he always felt that the young man treated him differently since last night.

He stabilized his mind, put the things in his hand aside, and explained: "You forgot to take your clothes."

While speaking, Wen Jiao's gaze inadvertently passed over Lin Mitang, his smooth skin glowed white in the dark space.

Wen Jiao lowered her eyes, pressed the tip of her tongue to her chin, and said calmly, "Is the injury on your waist okay?"

Lin Mitang didn't notice that the other party's voice was a little hoarse, and when he heard the words of concern, he looked a little happy, "No problem, but my skin is easy to leave marks, so it looks amazing..."

Easy to leave a mark? ...Wen Jiao doesn't know why the man's thin waist is always in his mind...

Wen Jiao's dark eyes were terribly dark, and he felt that he couldn't stay here anymore.

"Get some medicinal wine for you to rub at night." He said with a normal expression, turned around and went out, and closed the door carefully.

Just thinking of the picture of rubbing medicinal wine——

Wen Jiao: ...

……

After Lin Mitang wiped her body, changed her clothes and came out, another person appeared in the yard.

He looks 27 or [-] years old, tall and tall, with a taciturn face. He probably has been working in the sun all year round, so his skin is dark and his muscles are strong. He looks strong and strong. It is autumn and he is wearing a vest. .

Lao Mo quickly introduced to several people: "This is my son Mo Shan, who just came back from chopping firewood."

The other three nodded indifferently, Lin Mitang smiled back, and said hello obediently, "Hi Brother Mo Shan."

Old Mo hurriedly said: "If you can't afford it, you can just call him by his name, young master..."

Mo Shan looked at him with dark eyes, but didn't speak.

Lin Mitang had just finished taking a bath with hot water, and his whole body seemed to be moist. The light-colored thin shirt on his body was warm, and it was a little too big for him to wear. The wide neckline showed his delicate collarbone. If you bend your body slightly, you can see the emptiness at a glance.

The other three men frowned.

With a cold face, Li Chong took off his coat and threw it on him, "Put it on, aren't you cold?"

Lin Mitang didn't know why, so he hesitated and said, "Fortunately, the weather is cool and comfortable."

Li Chongshen's face turned colder, "Put that on too."

Lin Mitang paused for a moment before responding to the ugly faces of the three, "Oh."

……

When it got dark, Lao Mo had already prepared a table of meals.

This kind of farm food, no matter how carefully prepared it is, cannot compare to the delicacies from mountains and seas that the young and old are used to eating.Lin Mitang was still eating happily, and even helped Wen Jiao pick up the chopsticks dishes, causing the other two people to squint their eyes slightly.

After dinner, there were no recreational activities in the mountain village, and everyone went to bed early at night.Old Mo's house didn't have any extra rooms, so they packed up a bunk for the four of them to sleep together.

Lin Mitang kicked off his shoes and rolled onto the bed first.

This Datong shop is full of old Mo's new quilts, with a smell of sunshine, Lin Mitang rolled on it comfortably.He was wearing a loose thin shirt and shorts, and the thin shirt was rolled up when he rolled around, revealing a slender waist and long legs.

Li Chongshen and He Wu took a bath, and Wen Jiao asked Lao Mo to bring over the medicinal wine for bruises. As soon as he entered the door, he saw only two long and thin white legs dangling around, and he couldn't help being stunned.

Lin Mitang turned around feeling a little embarrassed, hurriedly stood up and sat upright, and even tugged at the hem of his clothes, "Brother Wen..."

Seeing his obedient appearance, Wen Jiao withdrew his gaze with a flat face and responded lightly, "Come here and rub the medicine on you."

Lin Mitang nodded, and obediently sat on the side of the bed.

Wen Jiao glanced at it, and said lightly, "Roll up your clothes and lie down."

Lin Mitang didn't think too much, and easily rolled up the thin shirt, lying on the edge of the bed, a smooth and beautiful back curve stretched all the way down.

After finishing, Lin Mitang tilted his head slightly to look at Wen Jiao, "Brother Wen, I'm sorry..."

Wen Jiao lowered her eyes to meet his gaze, he was so obedient, she told her to lie on the ground as soon as she could, and she still lay there with her head tilted and looked at him wetly...

My heart is in a mess again.

Wen Jiao sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his eyes and said, "It's nothing, it may hurt a little, don't move around."

His gentle and shallow voice fell, and then the slightly cool palm was covered with medicinal wine.

The fingers are obviously cool, but they seem to have magical powers in the hot zone. The place where I rubbed it doesn't hurt very much, but there is a hot itching.

"Brother Wen, are you alright?" a soft voice sounded.

Wen Jiao's eyes flickered slightly, and her voice was as calm as ever, "This kind of bruise needs to be rubbed open, otherwise you will be in pain for several days, so bear with it."

He was so calm that Lin Mitang wondered if he was not attractive to him.

……

The two of them were rubbing medicine, and they thought they were doing something terrible from the outside.

Li Chongshen, who had just come back from the shower, approached the door and his heart tightened. The sharp gaze that could kill someone when he pushed the door open, didn't cough until Lin Mitang's slender waist was bruised, "What is this?"

Wen Jiao changed his posture indiscriminately, and said flatly: "His waist has bruises, rub some medicinal wine and it will heal quickly."

Li Chongshen also saw the two clear fingerprints, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and showed a somewhat naughty smile, "Let me come, I was also wrong when I said it." Then he said to Wen Jiao: "It's time for you to take a bath. "

Wen Jiao glanced at him, and said: "His skin is tender, don't use too much force."

Li Chongshen's hands were much rougher than Wen Jiao's. It should be that he often danced with spears and sticks, and the force was neither light nor heavy. In just two strokes, Lin Mitang's waist turned red.

He glared at him with tears in his eyes, and said angrily, "I don't want you to press it..."

Li Chongshen looked at the medicinal wine and then at his own hand, hesitantly said: "Does it hurt?"

Seeing that Lin Mitang had already put on his clothes, he added: "Then I will be lighter next time."

Lin Mitang didn't dare to get really angry and annoy him, so she could only turn her back and mutter, "And next time? It's all your fault..."

This cowardly and stubborn appearance made Li Chongshen want to laugh, he coughed twice, put away his things, lay down next to Lin Mitang and closed his eyes.

Lin Mitang was stopped in a corner by the wall, and was stunned.

He looked at the two pillows on the other side, and tremblingly wanted to step over Li Chongshen and sleep there.

"Where are you going?" Li Chongshen opened his eyes in a leisurely manner, just in time to see the person who was sneaking around his legs.

Lin Mitang felt flustered like being caught as a thief, and whispered, "I don't sleep well at night, I'm afraid I'll hit you...I'd better sleep on the other side."

Li Chongshen's black eyes were deep, and he looked at him with a playful smile, "It's okay, I don't sleep well."

Under the oppression of the other party's strong aura, Lin Mitang was still timid after all, and got into bed obediently.

He Wujin came back after washing first, looked at the place where Li Chong was sleeping deeply, and smiled a little more meaningfully.He slept in the middle, and Wen Jiao could only sleep in the corner on the other side when he came back.

The candle was extinguished, and Lin Mitang was vigilant in the dark bed for a while, and then relaxed a little after confirming that there was no movement around her for a while, and soon fell asleep.

However, Lin Mitang felt hot and stuffy...

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