most infatuated young

Qin Feng played with the things in his hand, from being obedient and soft at the beginning to stiffening in a blink of an eye, a strange feeling arose in his heart that he had never felt before, he felt in a daze, ah, I touched him several times Well, they are all so energetic and pretty, as beautiful as Amin, huh?Why is it different this time?Oh, it's still through the pants, take it off, he grasped the heat, hotter than his drunk self.

Panting heavily, Yin Riyue hugged Qin Feng tightly with one hand, and reached into Qin Feng's pants with the other, stroking the little Qin Feng whom he longed for but never had. The grass there had already returned to the original dense forest. Wrapped around his fingers, like resistance, like attachment, he gently rubbed it twice, like comforting its naughtiness, and then continued to go to the place with soft and soft touch in memory.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that little Qin Feng was standing in his hand, his pulse was pulsating.How much he wished he could see clearly under the bright lights, describe him in every detail, see him change from soft to firm, see him turn red, see him swallow like tears, and then cry those tears, A little bit, a little bit, a circle, smeared his whole body, like the imprint of a god.How much he wanted to seal a kiss preciously and tell him that we can be so close.

He is awake, even if he is confused by the night of this building, he clearly knows that the current Qin Feng can be lingering with him, but after waking up, if he really does something, he may not be able to accept it.He said to himself over and over again: "Yin Riyue, this is already very good, you can't hurt him."

He whispered in his ear with a hoarse voice: "Qin Feng, Qin Feng, are you drunk? You were drunk and had a dream. It was all a dream. You were drunk..."

Yin Riyue's voice vibrates and circles in the chest cavity, approaching and distant, hoarse and low as if hypnotic, the sperm is on the brain, bah!Qin Feng, who was in the head of lust, gradually lost his clarity: Well, I'm drunk, I'm dreaming, yes, this is a dream.

Whose breath is this, heavy and hoarse, spraying on my neck?Whose lips are these, soft and moist, kissing me greedily?Whose body is this, warm and inclusive, facing me sincerely?Whose arm is this, strong and strong, hugging me tightly?Whose legs are these, slender and smooth, intertwined with mine?This is... whose hand is this, familiar and... distressed, holding my small... er... big... er my desire?

Why are you familiar?Why do you feel bad?

Who is it?What's this?

what is this?

This is Qin Feng's mind.A man whose brain is occupied by lust and alcohol, his thoughts are empty, empty, and full of weirdness. All his thoughts are fleeting, and no matter how many lingering words he has, they all turn into the sentence "I want you, give me", And once the orgasm is over, all the yang essence is also purged.

But in Yin Riyue's eyes and ears, there are Qin Feng's heavy breathing, his urgent desire, and the vague, unconscious "Ming, A Ming..." in the darkness, the more depressed and hidden. The more dense, the more out of control.

Yin Riyue hugged Qin Feng tightly, and there was no room for a gap between the fitted chests. He held the two little brothers together in the palm of his hand, letting them embrace each other like when they were children, let them entangle like bodies, Make them inseparable as twins, make them head to head, like a kiss.They are burning hot, they are trembling, their breaths and breaths are all the same heartbeat, and their ups and downs are all at the same frequency.

Together, they lost themselves, and together, they reached bliss.

Yin Riyue rubbed the sticky hands in the dark, it was the fusion of their lives.

Yin Riyue cleaned each other up with a wet towel, Qin Feng was already asleep, Yin Riyue hugged him, stroked his smooth back, firmed and healthy skin, and finally couldn't help but tease him, who had softened to be quiet Maybe Qin Feng suppressed it for too long, maybe he was drunk to lust, Yin Riyue helped Qin Feng out again, Qin Feng has been in a daze, maybe, he really thought it was just a nocturnal emission.

fair enough……

Wiping it clean again to get rid of the last trace of indulgence, Yin Riyue hugged Qin Feng firmly, eager and satisfied in her heart.He traced his outline with his fingers, spoke softly in his ear, there was no wind or moon, words and sentences floated in this small room, lingering, lingering, connected into lines, woven into a net, and carefully read each word In short, there are countless thoughts and loves.

It's just that I don't know if there was a word or a half that fell into Qin Feng's heart.

The next day Qin Feng woke up early, he didn't feel too much discomfort from a hangover, but he felt much refreshed.The sun has not yet risen, and the deserted sky marks the beginning of the new year.The future is unpredictable, good and bad, life and death, but the reproduction of the law of heaven, manpower is limited, unable to compete, but he can choose a happy way to continue, at least when he turns around, he can see Yin Riyue's never-changing smile .

The first day of the new year.

Neighbors pay New Year's greetings to each other, and chat about family matters.Qin Feng was no longer depressed, and took Yin Riyue around when he was free, talking about the sad and frolicking past in the years without Yin Riyue.

The holiday will end soon, and no matter how reluctantly she is, she will eventually return to N City.Yin Riyue's car had been repaired a long time ago, and this time the two of them left a little earlier, fearing that there would be a traffic jam when they returned to N City.Jacky Cheung's music was playing in the car all the time. Yin Riyue liked Jacky Cheung very much. His car, home, mobile phone, and computer were almost all Jacky Cheung's songs. He said he sang deeply.

They went back to City N under Zhang Xueyou's true affection and Qin Feng's pretended affection.

After returning, the two went to pay New Year's greetings to Mrs. Jiang. Naturally, there was some courtesy, and Mrs. Jiang asked them to have a home-cooked meal at home.Although Jiang Changfeng was as indifferent as ever, this time he was more reserved and courteous.Wang Guangying was sullen almost the whole time.

Apart from being a bit wretched, Jiang Wanli has always had no sense of existence. His wife Shufen is a rare good wife and has a lively and lovely son.

But Jiangnan is much more complicated.He wanted to pull Qin Feng to talk about what he had seen during the Spring Festival as before, but he was afraid that Qin Feng's refusal would be obvious, and if his mother saw the clues, the consequences would be unpredictable.But if it is alienated, it is also suspicious.

In the end, that desire and expectation prevailed, and he loved this man, everything.

After that, I got together with Zuo Bin, Xu Lele, Shen Rong, Lin Xuan, Lin Ze and others. The older ones sighed that time flies, and the younger ones are in full bloom.