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Until the moment when she heard the doorbell, Jiang Yue was still a bit confused about what she was thinking.

After opening the door, he saw Yan Su leaning against the door, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at himself with a smile.

Yan Su is a gentleman most of the time, but he is actually a very aggressive type of person. He hardly avoids the eyes of others, and he also likes to meet people's gaze.

For some reason, Jiang Yue suddenly thought of Lu Yunsheng at this moment, and Yan Su and him are really two kinds of people. Lu Yunsheng is more outgoing, healthy, but sometimes shy, but Yan Su is more handsome and flamboyant.

"What's wrong, Manager Jiang."

Yan Su lowered his eyes to Jiang Yue, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never let go.

"It's nothing." Jiang Yue took a step back and let Yan Su enter the house. He saw that Yan Su was still holding a suitcase of a suitable size in his hand.

"Are you going back to Prince Island tomorrow? I'll go too." After putting down his things, Yan Su took the initiative to explain.

Jiang Yue nodded, dragged her slippers and walked back to the sofa. The living room has been tidied up once, but there are still some sundries left everywhere.

After Yan Su walked in, he glanced at Jiang Yue, and found that his expression was a little unnatural, and he didn't seem to want to talk to him.

"Someone vomited in the taxi that came here just now, and the smell is very strong, can I take a shower?" Yan Su asked.

"Oh, you go." Jiang Yue glanced at him, then turned her gaze back to the phone screen, and replied in a low voice.

Yan Su said thank you, changed the clothes in the luggage bag, and walked into the master bedroom skillfully.

When he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Jiang Yue was still very restless. He repeatedly switched between several social software on his mobile phone, but he couldn't read any content. He wanted to chat with someone to relieve his anxiety, so he sent a sentence After "what are you doing" to my friend Peng Chen, I didn't get a reply soon.

He originally thought that Yan Su was just joking after drinking too much, but he didn't expect that the other party was serious, and he really took a taxi to his home.

Jiang Yue had never dated someone in such a way in such a sober state. Every detail was embarrassing and made his heart beat fast.

Suddenly remembered something, Jiang Yue dropped the phone, went to the bedside table in the bedroom and began to rummage. There were a lot of things stuffed inside, and it was a bit messy.

"What are you looking for?"

Yan Su's voice suddenly came from behind, Jiang Yue was startled, sitting on the carpet and turning her head, she saw Yan Su wearing a white T-shirt as a base layer and a pair of dark gray boxer briefs.

Jiang Yue looked at him, and replied awkwardly: "Condoms..."

Yan Su gave a soft ah, and asked with a smile, "Did you find it?"

Jiang Yue shook her head, he never brought people home, how could he put condoms at home.

"I'm going to blow dry my hair." Yan Su turned and went into the bathroom without saying anything.

The indescribable embarrassment became more and more inflated. Jiang Yue walked back to the living room and became a little restless. He began to regret why he agreed to come over quickly on the phone, and began to think about how to politely let him leave. I feel so bad about myself.

The person who had blown his hair came from the bathroom. Yan Su didn't drink much tonight, and he didn't even reach the state of being slightly drunk, and he was always relatively sober.

After Jiang Yue glanced at him, she suddenly pursed her lips, as if holding back a smile.

Yan Su seemed to have known what Jiang Yue meant a long time ago, stood in the living room and rubbed his hair, and said mockingly: "It's hereditary, every time I blow it and leave it alone, I'm afraid it will look like a bird's nest."

Yan Su standing in front of him with disheveled hair and underwear made Jiang Yue less nervous.

"Would you like some wine?" Jiang Yue got up while talking, going to get the wine from the cupboard, when he passed by Yan Su, he was stopped by Yan Su, and he smelled his own scent on the person in front of him.

In fact, Jiang Yue has a very "weird" habit. He wants to leave his own taste for the things he likes.When he was in college before, he was laughed at by Peng Chen for spraying his favorite perfume on the desk lamp: "Jiang Yue, you are like that kind of male cat in heat..."

"Aren't you going to drink?" Jiang Yue blushed unconsciously, looking delicate in Yan Su's eyes.

"Stop drinking, you didn't have a hangover the day before yesterday, so drink less." Yan Su's hand was still holding him, he turned his head and glanced at the projector, "Do you want to watch a movie?"

The movie was selected by Yan Su, because Jiang Yue was really not in the mood to watch a movie, and his mind was still in a mess. Yan Su chose "The Godfather" and the two sat side by side on the sofa and dimmed the light in the living room.

Every step of Yan Su's steps is hard for Jiang Yue to guess, and even the movies he chooses during this kind of ambiguous meeting are a bit different from ordinary people - he didn't choose a romantic movie, but a movie with such a tough guy.

"I like Malan Bailongdu very much." The person next to him said suddenly, and Jiang Yue turned his gaze back to the screen.

After watching for a while, he felt a hand on his shoulder, pulling himself into his arms.

In this posture, Jiang Yue tilted his head and leaned on Yan Su's shoulder, and Yan Su's hands were wrapped around his hair from time to time.

For the first time, Jiang Yue felt so intuitively: being ambiguous is more trembling than making love.

He felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't deny that he also liked it.

He resisted the urge to turn his head to look at Yan Su, but the person beside him suddenly took his hand, held it in his hand, squeezed it, and said, "By the way, I didn't have sex with you the night before yesterday. Too much to drink."

"I don't like sex without interaction."

Jiang Yue didn't have time to react, the pinched hand was pressed against Yan Su's crotch in the next second, and the hardened penis was difficult to ignore through a layer of cotton material.

"It's really miserable here." Yan Su broke Jiang Yue's shoulder, stared at him with fiery eyes and called his name: "Chris."

Every time Yan Su called this name, he would drag the consonant inconspicuously, appearing very ambiguous and intimate.

In the living room where only the light from the screen was left, Jiang Yue felt that her body was as hot as the thing pressed in her hand.

The gangsters on the screen began to fight, and Jiang Yue was pressed down on the sofa by Yan Su, and her body was also pressed up.

Yan Su's eyes became darker and darker. After staring at Jiang Yue for a few seconds, he forcefully kissed the person under him, and guided Jiang Yue into his underwear.

Jiang Yue's unbearable groans were mixed with the gunshots, the light flickered on and off, Yan Su slowly kissed all the way down, took off Jiang Yue's underwear, and buried his head between his legs.

The pleasure came too strong and sudden, Jiang Yue reached out and grabbed Yan Su's fluffy hair, and couldn't help kicking her long legs.

"Don't move." Yan Su spat out Jiang Yue's penis, and patted his outer thigh lightly.

Jiang Yue raised her neck slightly, following this erotic posture, she saw Yan Su's handsome face giving her oral sex, very hard and intoxicated, as if she was tasting something delicious.

The instinctive primitive impulse and desire to conquer made Jiang Yue suddenly scream, he patted Yan Su, panting and said no.

Yan Su was kind, got up, kissed Jiang Yue again, and asked him vaguely how he tasted?

Just when Jiang Yue was fascinated by Yan Su's highly skilled ex-teasing, Yan Su picked up his mobile phone from the coffee table next to him, quickly unlocked and opened WeChat, and turned the screen to Jiang Yue.

On the screen is an electronic report.

The genitals of the two were still stuck together, Jiang Yue went inside without knowing it, and heard Yan Su say in a rough voice: "The company's medical examination report two weeks ago, everything is healthy."

Jiang Yue was shocked, and looked closely at the report sent by a person named Jessi, and there was another sentence in the dialog box: Boss, your medical report is out.

"The last time I had sex with someone was with you at the resort, and I haven't slept with anyone else." Yan Su put away his phone and continued, "What about you?"

Jiang Yue blinked and said no.

"Then I won't wear it, okay?" Yan Su continued to coax, "Don't cum inside, okay?"

The arrow was on the string, and Jiang Yue was also teased to the point of going crazy. He stopped talking, and his reason was gone, so he hummed.

As soon as the words fell, Yan Su did not know where to touch the hand cream that Jiang Yue threw on the coffee table, and then began to expand. Jiang Yue also felt very uncomfortable during the expansion, and kept holding Yan Su's shoulder and panting.

After a while, Yan Su whispered dryly, stop screaming, then lifted Jiang Yue's leg and entered him.

After the hard thing entered her body, Jiang Yue became dizzy and could only shake with the rhythm of strict thrusting and thrusting. The connected lower body of the two became wet and sticky, and Jiang Yue's genitals became soft and hard. Quickly hold it in your hand.

The speed was getting faster and faster, Jiang Yue started screaming, and the movie played two-thirds of the way, and no one cared.

Yan Su didn't change other positions, but held Jiang Yue tightly with both hands and pressed him into his arms, sweat and body fluids mixed together, Jiang Yue smelled the familiar fragrance from Yan Su's body, and her body was so soft that it was about to melt into a puddle of water.

He shot once in Yan Su's hand, Yan Su suddenly sped up, bit Jiang Yue's lip hard, and whispered: "Baby, can you shoot inside?"

Jiang Yue had already lost his strength, and his voice was hoarse. He pushed Yan Su, but was pushed back even harder, and his fingers were held by Yan Su intertwined.

At the last moment, Yan Su suddenly let go of his hand, straightened up and pulled out his genitals, looked down at Jiang Yue's face, moved quickly with his hands, and then ejaculated on his chest.

After the end, Yan Su fell on Jiang Yue's body with a slap, his head was resting on Jiang Yue's chest, and his fluffy hair was tied around Jiang Yue's neck.

The hand resting on the sofa was held again, Yan Su's hand was big, with some calluses, not so delicate.

Jiang Yue turned her head and saw Al Pacino on the screen in a solemn church, and the person on the chest also spoke during the lines.

"chris."

"Ok?"

In the dim light of the screen, Yan Su watched the screen being played at the moment for countless times, and his consciousness came back from the sex.

If it were someone else, Yan Su would have already asked that question, but facing Jiang Yue, he felt that the situation was getting "complicated". Jiang Yue generously accepted himself physically, but never showed any dependence.

Such a nice guy has always been single, and there is only one answer: He doesn't want to be intimate with anyone at all.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yue's lazy voice sounded again, Yan Su turned his hand over and stroked the back of Jiang Yue's hand.

If he really opened his mouth, people like Jiang Yue would most likely tell him to leave immediately, but Yan Su didn't want to.

"Nothing." Strictly replied.

"Oh, you are so heavy." Jiang Yue moved and complained.

Yan Su propped himself up from him, covered Jiang Yue from above, kissed his eyes with a smile, and felt the tears from the corners of Jiang Yue's eyes on his lips.

"You are so beautiful, there must be many people who like you."

After finishing speaking, Yan quickly got up and asked Jiang Yue if he wanted to take a bath.