Lovers torture themselves every day

Ji Yan looked up at Fu Siyuan.

The corners of his light-colored lips are also hooked upwards, which makes people think of animals like foxes.

But when he looks innocent, he is really innocent, his eyes are black and moist, the white kernels of his eyes are in stark contrast to the black pupils, Ling Shengsheng is clean, and there is a bit of innocence.

Fu Siyuan paused looking at his Taoist companion.

He looked into Ji Yan's eyes and felt that it was difficult for him to make half a step.

Originally, the plan was good, and I looked at Ji Yan with such a look, and after being so fascinated, I proposed to wear a ring. After Ji Yan put the ring on him, we went to Wushan together, but I didn't expect to get stuck at the first step.

Ji Yan asked him why he didn't wear clothes?

What should he say?

Because I want to seduce you?

Fu Siyuan kept these words in his mouth, whether he swallowed them or spit them out, he was really struggling.

Ji Yan looked at the stunned Fu Siyuan in his spare time, almost laughing wildly in his heart.

He found that he especially liked seeing Fu Siyuan stiffen now.

What a weird desire to win.

Fu Siyuan looked at the pure Taoist companion and approached him step by step.

The distance between the two narrowed step by step with Fu Siyuan's footsteps, a familiar atmosphere enveloped the two of them, and even the water vapor that had just stained the bathroom quietly engulfed Ji Yan.

The tall man's back is slightly bent, and his figure completely covers the sitting young man. He is like a possessive beast, arbitrarily forcing his lover into the wall between his arms, and letting him see It's all about yourself.

Fu Siyuan looked down at the young man in front of him.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, there was still water vapor in the hair, his breathing was very small, but he could see the rise and fall of the man's chest, and the slender neck, the skin on the neck was very thin, he could see the profile There are faint light blue blood vessels, and the back of the neck probably does not see sunlight all the year round, showing a cold white and delicate color.

He was so white, the color of new snow.

With such a color, there should be something else on it, such as sucked red plums.

Fu Siyuan's Adam's apple rolled, a dark look flashed across his eyes, and then he leaned closer and lowered his head.

Ji Yan only felt Fu Siyuan's breath lingering on the side of his neck, and his small skin was sensitive, and he felt a kind of numbness when he was smoked by the scorching breath.

Ji Yan was a little uncomfortable, and was about to move away, but Fu Siyuan suddenly lowered his head.

There was a warm and wet touch on his neck, and it was obvious that a small piece of skin was being sucked into the warm mouth, and the sharp teeth were slowly grinding together, and then he was soothed with his lips and tongue, extremely gentle lingering.

But under this kind of gentleness, there is an obvious aggressiveness wrapped in it, carrying something that both of them know well.

Fu Siyuan raised his head slowly, he was half kneeling, his eyes were level with Ji Yan, and then he gently kissed the lips of the young man in front of him.

The action is almost religious.

Ji Yan paused, and found that his heart was beating fast.

His fingertips felt a surge of enthusiasm, as if he was in the same mood as when he kissed for the first time.

Novelty, excitement, the sound of the heartbeat is almost clamorous.

He hugged Fu Siyuan's shoulders and kissed him with his eyes closed.

Lips and tongues tentatively touch each other, copying each other's lips again and again, teasing, following, probing, attacking, the lips rub together, tender and lingering like water.

The temperature of the body is constantly rising, and the breaths are all blended together, and it is impossible to distinguish each other.

At the right moment, Ji Yan's feet were bumped lightly.

A voice came to the ears of the two: "Oh, Xiaobao was hit."

The cute electronic voice with a lovely accent, reaching the ears of the two of them was no less than a thunderstorm.

The two woke up like a dream, Ji Yan pushed the person away, looked down at the sweeping robot on the ground and hit the corner of the sofa, and the voice system issued a reminder, calling out repeatedly: "Xiaobao was hit, was hit."

The wheels of the chassis are constantly adjusting their angles, making the cute sound of 'being hit' continuously.

Ji Yan took a few silent glances at this little mentally handicapped sweeper, and picked it up from the ground with a lift of his arm, wanting to see if the site was stuck by something.

The little mentally handicapped made a sound: "Oh, Xiao Bao was picked up by the master~"

With a wavy line on the tail, it sounds quite shy.

Ji Yan:.

There is something wrong with the voice system.

Fu Siyuan originally kissed hard just now, but after being pushed away by his Taoist companion, he was emotional. He would not get angry with Ji Yan, and directly aimed at the culprit - a low-level servant.

Yes, in his eyes, the sweeping robot is a low-level servant at home, comparable to a monster that has just opened up its spiritual wisdom in the cultivation world.

So the moment this monster said 'Little Treasure was picked up by the master', Fu Siyuan was furious.

A pair of eyes staring at the sweeping robot, so bold!

This lowly demon servant actually seduced his Taoist companion in front of his face!

Fu Siyuan took the robot into his hand, stared at the round little demon with gloomy eyes, and said sullenly: "You say such things in front of me?"

He pressed his palms hard, and pinched the upward edge with his fingers, which was like pinching the neck of a little demon.

The mop under the little mentally handicapped robot kept turning, buzzing loudly, and kept sending out voice prompts: "Ouch, Xiaobao is hugged by the owner~ Ouch, Xiaobao is hugged by the owner~"

Fu Siyuan glared: "You little monster, why are you talking nonsense? Where did I hug you?"

"Hey, Xiaobao is hugged by the master~"

Fu Siyuan was angry: "Slander, when did I hug you?"

"Hey, Xiaobao is hugged by the master~"

Fu Siyuan exerted force on his hands, and threatened in a cool and cool way: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll take your life."

Watched the whole episode of Ji Yan:.

He took a deep look at the bare-chested man in a bath towel.

Great, now there is no vibe.

All of a sudden, the desire to do something fun together was gone.

Saying something, it was like pouring a bucket of cold water, and those thoughts in my heart were directly extinguished.

Fu Siyuan put the robot vacuum on the ground again.

The sweeping robot said: "Xiaobao is hungry, Xiaobao is going to eat." while moving to the charging compartment.

Fu Siyuan watched the oil removed from the soles of the little monster's feet, and said to Ji Yan with a little satisfaction: "It's scared."

Ji Yan:.

That's just to recharge baby.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose, forget it, no explanation.

Fu Siyuan's eyes fell on the lips of his Taoist companion, those thin lips were slightly darker than Fang Cai's, with a sense of demagogy.

Fu Siyuan leaned over and licked his lips hintingly: "Come on, let's continue kissing."

Ji Yan sat down on the sofa and said seriously: "Today's kiss is over, welcome to kiss again tomorrow."

Fu Siyuan was stunned.

He was stunned for a moment: "Are you still limiting the number of times?"

Before Ji Yan could open his mouth, Fu Siyuan said to himself: "There is no limit to the main room, the second room is once a day, the third room is once every three days, and it will be pushed back according to the descending order of status?"

Ji Yan:.

He is always in admiration of his lover's divergent thinking.

"not like this."

Fu Siyuan looked at Ji Yan, his mind moved slightly.

He slowly took Ji Yan's hand and brought it to his chest.

She didn't speak, just looked at him with deep eyes.

Ji Yan's palm feels warm to the touch, and his muscles don't feel very soft, but rather elastic. Fu Siyuan has a good figure, his abdominal muscles are clearly outlined, and the mermaid line extends downward from his waist and abdomen.

Ji Yan smiled.

This is seduction again.

Who doesn't like a beautiful body, let alone his lover's.

He looked at it openly, without the slightest embarrassment, and there was pure appreciation in his eyes.

Fu Siyuan secretly laughed inwardly.

Sure enough, his idea was correct.

The bedroom door was closed, and only a bath towel fell on the ground, like a wilted flower.

Ji Yan touched the sweat on his forehead, he was so lazy that he didn't want to move, he just closed his eyes and gasped to calm down the excessively violent heartbeat.

In a trance, he felt that his left hand was being grabbed, and then Fu Siyuan pinched the ring with his fingers and carefully took it off. Ji Yan glanced lazily: "Why did you take off my ring?"

Fu Siyuan snorted, and then a brand new ring was slipped into his hand.

Ji Yan raised his hand and looked, the new ring was put on his ring finger, with a silver surface and lines on it, which looked low-key and gorgeous.

Fu Siyuan looked at the ring on Taoist couple's hand with satisfaction, took the back of his hand and kissed it, and said coolly: "That one is old, I'll give you a new one."

Ji Yan raised his head and looked at Fu Siyuan: "Where are you from the old one?"

Fu Siyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think I will let you wear the original ring?"

He glanced at the red string tied around his Taoist companion's neck, thinking that he had replaced this necklace with a new one.

As soon as Ji Yan heard this tone, he knew that this person was jealous again.

He pondered for a moment and then said: "You can keep the original ring, don't throw it away."

Fu Siyuan didn't say anything.

He stuffed a new one into Ji Yan's hand: "Come on, you put this on for me."

Ji Yan looked at the new one in his hand, it was obviously a pair.

He held Fu Siyuan's hand and gently put it on for him: "Okay."

In the same position, a new one replaces the previous one.

Fu Siyuan held Ji Yan's hand, clasped their hands together and looked back and forth, the more satisfied he looked.

He said to the people around him, "I'll get you a glass of water."

Ji Yan nodded.

Fu Siyuan's eyes sank after receiving the water in the living room. He lowered his eyes and spread out his palms, where the two rings fell silently.

Sunlight fell on Fu Siyuan's brows and eyes, his entire face was half-lit, and his whole body was filled with an obscure aura.

He raised his hand and flicked, the corners of his lips curved slightly coldly.

Don't throw it away?

Think beautiful!

He just didn't agree.

Fu Siyuan raised his hand and threw it out of the window forcefully, the two rings slid through the parabola in the air, and there was not even a sound when they landed.

He gave a low laugh, then reached out to close the window again, and returned to the bedroom with a water glass.

Ji Yan sat up and took a sip.

Honey water, quite sweet.

The hoarse voice is much better.

Fu Siyuan sat on the sofa, his eyes gliding over the ambiguous red marks on the man's body little by little, and he said happily: "Ji Yan, shall we get a divorce?"

The author has something to say:

The ring that was thrown away: 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, there will be times when you regret it.