At this moment, Ye Sang's whole body was numb, and even his consciousness was still there. He didn't feel any pain when he was hugged like this. He just had some difficulty breathing and his lower abdomen was still feeling a little sore.
Huo Jinting relaxed for a while before his tense texture gradually relaxed. He gasped and looked at Ye Sang, who was completely slumped in his arms in the mirror, and the corners of his lips curled up.
Is it fun now?
... Ye Sang couldn't speak, and after he let go of his arms holding her, he just gasped.
Has received no response, Huo Jinting was used to it, she was just like this, and she could only force her to say something sexy when she fucked her.
The water in the bathtub was already cold after he had finished the cannon, so Huo Jinting held Ye Sang with one hand and turned on the shower with the other.
Ye Sang completely exhales his strength and lets Huo Jinting hold it and rub it over and over again. Even his hand reaches into the center of her legs to help her clean it, he just leans against him softly.
She didn't know if she was used to it or not, but she didn't recover. Although she was a little embarrassed, she was not as embarrassed as before.
Huo Jinting didn't bother her anymore, so he helped her wash it, wiped it casually with a towel, put on his T-shirt and carried her back to the room.
Watch TV?Huo Jinting asked.
Ye Sang was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyelids. He was watching TV Ah, so he shook his head gently.
Huo Jinting directly carried her on the bed and sat down first, and I went to get the hair dryer.
Um.Ye Sang leaned against the head of the bed and nodded gently.
Huo Jinting was amused by her stupid and well-behaved look, and couldn't help but reach out to pinch her little face and wait.
Ye Sang was really tired. She got half drunk when she drank for the first time and was tortured twice. It was really not possible. When Huo Jinting took a hair dryer, she fell asleep with her little head tilted. Her little look was so pity.
Huo Jinting stood in front of the edge of the bed with a hair dryer, looked at her, let out a sigh of relief, then turned back to the bathroom, took a dry towel and placed it on the pillow, hugged her and lay it down, and pulled up the thin quilt to her lower abdomen.
It's hot now, so it should be fine if your hair is wet...
He thought, walked to the coffee table, picked up the cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down and looked at Ye Sang.
She slept soundly and breathed evenly. The crimson color at the ends of her eyes had not completely faded. Her face was pink and small, plump and swollen. She looked a little pouting at this moment, very cute.
Huo Jinting's lips raised slightly unconsciously, stretched out his hand, and flirted with her wet hair. His eyes turned and landed on the bedside table.
He frowned, held the cigarette sandwiched to the tip of his left finger at the tip of his teeth, pulled open the drawer and took out two boxes of boxes from it and squeezed them into his hands, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
I thought about using something all night, but I didn't use anything...
That night was the earliest night he slept since Grandpa Huo Jinting died of illness. After smoking that cigarette, he fell down with Ye Sang at half past ten.
He thought he couldn't sleep, so he just hugged her and lay down for a while. Unexpectedly, after holding her soft body tightly in his arms, he held her chest with his hands, soft, and it felt very comfortable to hold it with one hand, and he felt sleepy.
The next day, Ye Sang woke up first. He got used to getting up early at school. His physiological clock was there. When she woke up, she found Huo Jinting holding her sideways.
He was wearing a pair of sports five-quarter pants and was not wearing any clothes. The thin quilt that was originally covered was pressed between Ye Sang and him. His long legs were crossed across Ye Sang's legs, passing one hand through her neck and the other hand on her chest and abdomen.
Ye Sang was a little confused about how to describe his current feeling. The feeling of waking up when he slept with a boy for the first time was a little confused and a little sweet and joyful, which was hard to describe.
She slowly turned her head, and the look of Huo Jinting shrank his shoulders and lowered his head slightly.
It is rare to have a condescending perspective when Ye Sang found that his eyelashes were so long, straight and dense. No wonder he felt like he had his own eyeliner when he looked at him.
Suddenly, Huo Jinting's legs, which were pressing against her, moved upwards, pressing on Ye Sang's lower abdomen.
The lower abdomen, which was not very big, was pressed down by this, and Ye Sang frowned, took a light breath, and reached out to move Huo Jinting's legs.
What are you doing?
Huo Jinting suddenly rang in his ears with a lazy and hoarse voice. Ye Sang, who was holding his long legs, was stunned for his chest, quickly withdrew his hand, and subconsciously turned to look at him, and he met his dark eyes.
Uh...I, cough...I pressed me a little... Ye Sang spoke, but found that his voice was even more hoarse, even more hoarse than Huo Jinting's.
Huo Jinting frowned, moved his legs pressing against her lower abdomen, and moved them away with the hands that were on her chest and abdomen, turned over and lay flat, and looked at the window.
The curtains could not block the light coming in from the outside. Although it was not strong, it was obviously dawn...
He slept until dawn, wasting the whole night?!
Ye Sang, on the side, didn't know what he was thinking, and pulled the quilt with embarrassment. When was it?
Huo Jinting's eyebrows were tighter. It was still early. When are you planning to go back?
Ye Sang, who was shy and astringent, had a stiff body due to this problem, and his heart instantly sank into his stomach. I... I'm almost going back.
Huo Jinting withdrew his gaze toward the window and turned to look at her. Can you go back in the afternoon?
afternoon?Didn't he chase her?
The gap was a bit big, and it was rising and falling. Ye Sang's head was empty. It took two seconds before he squeezed out a word from his slightly opened lips. OK.
Huo Jinting relaxed for a while before his tense texture gradually relaxed. He gasped and looked at Ye Sang, who was completely slumped in his arms in the mirror, and the corners of his lips curled up.
Is it fun now?
... Ye Sang couldn't speak, and after he let go of his arms holding her, he just gasped.
Has received no response, Huo Jinting was used to it, she was just like this, and she could only force her to say something sexy when she fucked her.
The water in the bathtub was already cold after he had finished the cannon, so Huo Jinting held Ye Sang with one hand and turned on the shower with the other.
Ye Sang completely exhales his strength and lets Huo Jinting hold it and rub it over and over again. Even his hand reaches into the center of her legs to help her clean it, he just leans against him softly.
She didn't know if she was used to it or not, but she didn't recover. Although she was a little embarrassed, she was not as embarrassed as before.
Huo Jinting didn't bother her anymore, so he helped her wash it, wiped it casually with a towel, put on his T-shirt and carried her back to the room.
Watch TV?Huo Jinting asked.
Ye Sang was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyelids. He was watching TV Ah, so he shook his head gently.
Huo Jinting directly carried her on the bed and sat down first, and I went to get the hair dryer.
Um.Ye Sang leaned against the head of the bed and nodded gently.
Huo Jinting was amused by her stupid and well-behaved look, and couldn't help but reach out to pinch her little face and wait.
Ye Sang was really tired. She got half drunk when she drank for the first time and was tortured twice. It was really not possible. When Huo Jinting took a hair dryer, she fell asleep with her little head tilted. Her little look was so pity.
Huo Jinting stood in front of the edge of the bed with a hair dryer, looked at her, let out a sigh of relief, then turned back to the bathroom, took a dry towel and placed it on the pillow, hugged her and lay it down, and pulled up the thin quilt to her lower abdomen.
It's hot now, so it should be fine if your hair is wet...
He thought, walked to the coffee table, picked up the cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down and looked at Ye Sang.
She slept soundly and breathed evenly. The crimson color at the ends of her eyes had not completely faded. Her face was pink and small, plump and swollen. She looked a little pouting at this moment, very cute.
Huo Jinting's lips raised slightly unconsciously, stretched out his hand, and flirted with her wet hair. His eyes turned and landed on the bedside table.
He frowned, held the cigarette sandwiched to the tip of his left finger at the tip of his teeth, pulled open the drawer and took out two boxes of boxes from it and squeezed them into his hands, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
I thought about using something all night, but I didn't use anything...
That night was the earliest night he slept since Grandpa Huo Jinting died of illness. After smoking that cigarette, he fell down with Ye Sang at half past ten.
He thought he couldn't sleep, so he just hugged her and lay down for a while. Unexpectedly, after holding her soft body tightly in his arms, he held her chest with his hands, soft, and it felt very comfortable to hold it with one hand, and he felt sleepy.
The next day, Ye Sang woke up first. He got used to getting up early at school. His physiological clock was there. When she woke up, she found Huo Jinting holding her sideways.
He was wearing a pair of sports five-quarter pants and was not wearing any clothes. The thin quilt that was originally covered was pressed between Ye Sang and him. His long legs were crossed across Ye Sang's legs, passing one hand through her neck and the other hand on her chest and abdomen.
Ye Sang was a little confused about how to describe his current feeling. The feeling of waking up when he slept with a boy for the first time was a little confused and a little sweet and joyful, which was hard to describe.
She slowly turned her head, and the look of Huo Jinting shrank his shoulders and lowered his head slightly.
It is rare to have a condescending perspective when Ye Sang found that his eyelashes were so long, straight and dense. No wonder he felt like he had his own eyeliner when he looked at him.
Suddenly, Huo Jinting's legs, which were pressing against her, moved upwards, pressing on Ye Sang's lower abdomen.
The lower abdomen, which was not very big, was pressed down by this, and Ye Sang frowned, took a light breath, and reached out to move Huo Jinting's legs.
What are you doing?
Huo Jinting suddenly rang in his ears with a lazy and hoarse voice. Ye Sang, who was holding his long legs, was stunned for his chest, quickly withdrew his hand, and subconsciously turned to look at him, and he met his dark eyes.
Uh...I, cough...I pressed me a little... Ye Sang spoke, but found that his voice was even more hoarse, even more hoarse than Huo Jinting's.
Huo Jinting frowned, moved his legs pressing against her lower abdomen, and moved them away with the hands that were on her chest and abdomen, turned over and lay flat, and looked at the window.
The curtains could not block the light coming in from the outside. Although it was not strong, it was obviously dawn...
He slept until dawn, wasting the whole night?!
Ye Sang, on the side, didn't know what he was thinking, and pulled the quilt with embarrassment. When was it?
Huo Jinting's eyebrows were tighter. It was still early. When are you planning to go back?
Ye Sang, who was shy and astringent, had a stiff body due to this problem, and his heart instantly sank into his stomach. I... I'm almost going back.
Huo Jinting withdrew his gaze toward the window and turned to look at her. Can you go back in the afternoon?
afternoon?Didn't he chase her?
The gap was a bit big, and it was rising and falling. Ye Sang's head was empty. It took two seconds before he squeezed out a word from his slightly opened lips. OK.
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