Jun Xie Chenxin

The rain "Sasha" flapped the doors and windows, hiding what happened in the house in a timely manner.

Qi Yang kissed Feng Ninghan for a while, until the two of them were panting and sweating, then he stopped, he hugged Feng Ninghan tightly, and whispered, "Wait for me, I'll go get something."

Feng Ninghan nodded, and when Qi Yang got up, he stretched out his hand to hold Qi Yang again, boldly kissed Qi Yang's cheek, Qi Yang was a little flattered, he covered the place kissed by Feng Ninghan, dazed Looking at Feng Ninghan, the high-spirited young man looked like an idiot in front of his beloved.

"I, I'm looking for something!" Qi Yang got off the bed, looked around and saw the package on the table, walked over and took out the jade paste mud from the package.

When senior sister Mu Yan gave it to him, he once thought that it would not be useful, but unexpectedly, today...

Thinking of this, Qi Yang became shy. He held the thing in his palm, walked to the bedside, his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to look at Feng Ninghan, for fear that Feng Ninghan would misunderstand that he was keeping this thing, thinking about his body, She was even more afraid that Feng Ninghan would think that she was a superficial and vulgar person.

Feng Ninghan sat up from the bed, looked at Qi Yang's awkward appearance, thought he was too shy, and Qi Yang was so reserved, so he restrained himself even more and didn't dare to make unnecessary movements. He raised his eyes and glanced He glanced at the things Qi Yang saved in his palm.

"What... are you holding?"

Qi Yang coughed twice, then sat on the edge of the bed with a silly smile, "It's just..." He spread his hand to show Feng Ninghan the jade paste in his hand, "This."

Feng Ninghan looked, and saw the small emerald green pot in Qi Yang's hand, her face froze immediately, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "This thing... what are you showing me?"

Feng Ninghan's heart felt unspeakably uncomfortable, thinking of all the lingering things in the bed between the two of them just now, her heart ached even more.

He kept thinking in his heart, why did Qi Yang show him what he gave to the woman at this time?Could it be that she deliberately wanted to hurt him?So what Qi Yang did just now was revenge on him?

The corners of Feng Ninghan's mouth drooped, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he felt. He glanced at Qi Yang resentfully, and then turned his head: "Forget it... I treat him like that, and he should take revenge on me. As long as he is happy, that's fine. Don't blame him.

It's just that no matter how much I think about it, the pain in my heart is really unbearable, the pain is so cold that my breath is cold.

Qi Yang saw that Feng Ninghan's expression was not right, so he naturally thought that Feng Ninghan was angry. He thought that this kind of filthy thing dirty Feng Ninghan's eyes, so he hurriedly threw the thing aside, and the jade fat mud was pitiful He was thrown to the end of the bed, and Qi Yang even threw out his dirty thoughts.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't show you this thing, go to bed early... I don't think about those..."

Whenever anyone is unhappy, he has to say a few words. Qi Yang, who is not afraid of anything, has had a weakness since he met Feng Ninghan, and as long as Feng Ninghan is unhappy, it will affect his heart and change. Getting nervous, Qi Yang wanted to hold Feng Ninghan's hand, but he was afraid that he would get angry, so he withdrew his hand after hesitation, lowered his head and said: "I was wrong..."

Feng Ninghan shook her head, her fingers twiddled the red string of mahogany branches on her wrist, "No...it's me who is wrong, you should do whatever you do to me."

Qi Yang could understand that the first half of what Feng Ninghan said was probably what he did to him before he felt guilty, but the last sentence felt like he had done something wrong to Feng Ninghan, In fact, he was a little dazed when he heard it. Seeing that Feng Ninghan's face was getting worse and worse, he didn't think about it, and said directly, "You are not wrong, don't feel guilty anymore, I am willing to do anything for you."

Feng Ninghan looked up at Qi Yang, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

He asked Qi Yang in his heart: Then why do you still hurt me with something for a woman at this time...

Feng Ninghan glanced at the small emerald green jar at the end of the bed, bit her lip, took a deep breath and looked at Qi Yang, "This little emerald jade jar is very delicate."

Qi Yang didn't understand what Feng Ninghan meant when he said this, so he followed his words and replied, "Well, it's pretty pretty."

After all, it was something given to him by his senior sister. For women, things are always delicate and exquisite.

Feng Ninghan's heart twitched again, that's right, the things you give to the woman you like must be good-looking, "You have a good eye." Feng Ninghan said.

Qi Yang continued to nod along with Feng Ninghan's words, and he felt that of course he had vision, otherwise how could he fall in love with a man like Feng Ninghan? But mediocre?

Feng Ninghan paused for a moment with the hand that was fiddling with the peach tree branch and the red rope, then stopped the movement, and turned to hold the wrist, "Which woman are you going to give it to?"

"Huh?" Qi Yang was taken aback, frowning and looking at Feng Ninghan with doubts, "Ah Han, what are you talking about?"

Feng Ninghan pointed to the little emerald jar, "Who do you want to give this to?"

At the very least, he wanted to know which woman was favored by Qi Yang.

Qi Yang scratched his head, reached out and took the jade paste again, "This?"

Feng Ninghan didn't want to see this thing, turned his head and said, "Yes."

"This is not a gift, Ahan, did you misunderstand something?"

Feng Ninghan frowned and said, "Isn't this a grease cream for girls?"

"This is not... this is..."

"What is it?"

"This is..." Qi Yang was a little hard to say, but if he didn't explain clearly, Ah Han would be thinking wildly. Fortunately, he opened the jar, wiped some on his hands, and then whispered, "This is... this is It's used by MSM..."

Hearing this, Feng Ninghan's face instantly turned red, and she couldn't believe that she was so jealous because of this thing, and even mistakenly thought it was something Qi Yang gave to the woman, she was almost ashamed.

Qi Yang swallowed his saliva, and blurted out with difficulty, "It's used for intercourse between men and men, moist..."

"Don't...don't say it...I know!" Feng Ninghan hurriedly interrupted Qi Yang's words, lest he would feel even more ashamed if he said it.

Qi Yang was still embarrassed and didn't know what to do. Seeing Feng Ninghan like this, he gave a "puchi" laugh, and he looked at Feng Ninghan, "You think this thing looks like it was given to a woman, so... are you jealous?"

"No, no..."

Qi Yang sighed, opened his arms and hugged Feng Ninghan, "I only love you, and only you."

"..."

"Stop being jealous."

Feng Ninghan felt that she was teased by Qi Yang, and stubbornly retorted, "I didn't."

Qi Yang gently stroked Feng Ninghan's hair, "Okay, I know."

Because of the hug, the two throbbing hearts were very close, and the flames were born naturally.

Qi Yang let go of Feng Ninghan, kissed him on the forehead, all the way down to his lips, the two exchanged each other's breath, after Qi Yang let go, Feng Ninghan asked with a blushing face, "Why do you have this? You early?"

Qi Yang leaned close to Feng Ninghan's ear, and stroked Feng Ninghan's other ear with one hand, "My senior sister gave it to me, he saw that I thought about you, and he probably wanted to laugh at me, so he gave it to me." My."

Feng Ninghan felt a little itchy when Qi Yang whispered in his ear.

"I never thought that you and I could use this." After saying these words, Qi Yang felt the person in his arms tighten, and then a sentence like a mosquito came out of his arms. After hearing that, Qi Yang After speaking, his pupils opened slightly, and then he slowly overwhelmed Feng Ninghan.

He used up all his tenderness to treat the sweetheart under him.

That extreme gentleness brushed over every inch of Feng Ninghan's skin.

He trembled and asked, "Qi Yang, do you feel happy when you are with me?"

"With you, Sansheng is lucky."

Feng Ninghan closed her eyes, drowning in lust.

There will always be someone who feels happy because of you. The appearance of that person is not in the present, but in the future.

It was still raining outside, and in the half-broken bowl by the wall, the purple wildflower bloomed wantonly.

Rainwater flows down the eaves and onto the wild flowers.

The water drop is like dew, which bends the wild flowers, falls on the buds and lingers, and when it exceeds the load of the buds, it overflows the buds, comforts the flower stems with the sweetness of the buds, and nourishes every inch of the skin of the flower stems. It is a flower that is not too reserved, and it can also talk, probably clamoring "comfortable".

I don't know what he will look like when he wakes up tomorrow morning.