Doomsday chasing wife

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xie Yao felt his face burn. He was a slow-moving person. He had known Gu Wei for five years before letting go of his guard until he confessed his love to him. In the end, he was killed after teasing him once.

Now that I mustered up the courage to take the initiative to ask for a job, would Gu Minglou feel that he was slutty?Xie Yao anxiously wanted to get up: "I was the one who was rude, Brother Gu, then you can solve it yourself..."

Gu Minglou grabbed Xie Yao's wrist and pressed him to a hard and unbearable place, and said in a hoarse voice, "Help me."

Although Xie Yao is single, he seldom does this kind of thing by himself. Because he hurts his body and concentrates on scientific research, he has no time or thought, so he also knows that his technique must be clumsy, so he can only ask him in a low voice from time to time: "Is this... okay? It won't be uncomfortable..."

Gu Minglou's heart ached when he asked him this question. Doesn't this little guy know that while he relieved himself with his hands, he raised his head halfway to see himself as attractive?

"Hurry up." After gritting his teeth, Gu Minglou raised his arms and hugged Xie Yao's neck, pulling him into his arms and kissing him forcefully.

As expected, the child obediently began to speed up, his slender and flexible fingers moved faster and faster.

...

After helping Gu Minglou, Xie Yao himself was sweating profusely. The two of them went to take a bath in the lake. Xie Yao found that the keloids on his body had almost faded, and they were not so obvious.

He pushed away Gu Minglou and began to rub his thighs and hurried ashore to escape his fiery chest: "That...brother...I haven't taken the medicine yet, excuse me."

Gu Minglou was lying on the rocks on the shore, looking at Xie Yao's butt/butt outlined by shorts when he walked around with his long white and tender legs, he was quite upturned.

Compared with Xie Yaoying's slender figure in her previous life, Gu Minglou likes this soft and cute body now.He whistled towards Xie Yao, who was bending over to cook the medicine: "The waistline is exposed again, you're telling me what you're seducing me, you don't need to play tricks."

"No, you don't want to automatically imagine the limitless, go take a good bath." Xie Yao held back and gave him the middle finger, straightened up and tugged at the hem of the clothes behind him.

After the medicine was cooked, it was still so touching. Fortunately, it was the last meal. Xie Yao wanted to drink with his eyes closed, but was stopped by a big hand.

Xie Yao had a question mark on his face: "Brother Gu also wants to have a bite?"

Gu Minglou looked at the black concoction that smelled pungent, and he would rather have a pockmarked face if he was asked to drink it...

"It's better to put some seasoning for you," Gu Minglou rummaged through the bag, took out a box of honey for Xie Yao, dug two big spoonfuls of honey into his paste with a spoon, and then...

Xie Yao's face was full of black lines: "Why is the taste more fascinating, bro?"

Gu Minglou was helpless: "Try it, maybe... it smells bad and tastes good."

The corner of Xie Yao's mouth twitched: I believe your ghost!

In the end, Xie Yao pinched his nose and drank the medicine. After drinking it, it may be that Gu Minglou's hot hand destroying the flowers was too toxic, and the Gu worms were indeed wiped out from Xie Yao's body, and Xie Yao himself had a feeling for honey because of this. Great psychological shadow.

night.

The bamboo house was not completely built, but Gu Minglou filled up the surrounding area with thin bamboo boards, so it could be lived in.

It may be that the lake is full of spiritual energy, and Gu Minglou couldn't run out of strength, so he rushed to make a bamboo bed. The bamboo board is very cool, and it is covered with a quilt snatched from a department store.

Xie Yao lay on the fragrant bamboo bed and looked at the unfinished roof. The sky was full of stars and the moon was hanging high. It was very beautiful and peaceful.

Gu Minglou rested his arm on his pillow and clasped Xie Yao's fingers with the other hand. He felt very satisfied in his heart. These days were more impressive than the 35 years of his previous life.

Because in the ordinary years, there is someone who walks with him, and he is no longer alone.

This kind of life is the life of man.