It was not the first time he touched his place, but he always felt very shy, especially He Songyang was behind him and watching him move. Fortunately, he buried his face in the pillow, so he didn't look at He Songyang's expression
The meat in that place seemed to have suction and quickly wrapped around it, wrapping the fingers and intestines. Zhou Wei'an took a breath and couldn't help but poke his finger a little deeper.
He didn't forget what he was going to do, he turned his fingers, widened his middle finger and followed him into it.
The two fingers were squeezed inside, and the intestines were hot. Zhou Weian shrank his shoulders and his hands were stretched out, a little sour.
Suddenly, his butt was licked by a wet and hot soft body. Zhou Wei'an was startled and looked back. He Songyang bent down and licked and kissed his buttocks.
Zhou Wei'an was so soft that he could hardly kneel down. He shouted: Mr. He...
He Songyang glanced at him and squeezed a finger into the hole along Zhou Wei'an's fingers. Zhou Wei'an couldn't help but scream. His finger was guided by He Songyang and the lubricant in the hole sounded like a thumping sound of water.
Ah,Ah...No... The intestines were inserted into a hot pot, and the hard part between Zhou Wei'an's crotch was so hard that it hurts
He Songyang kissed him on the butt, pulled out his finger, changed into his own things, drove straight into the middle, and inserted it into the depths.
Uh... so deep... Zhou Wei'an's waist was soft. Except for the lower body being supported by He Songyang, his upper body was already on the bed. He could only grab the pillow and endure the violent impact behind him.
The bag hit his butt, making a slap in the flesh
He Songyang didn't speak, only let out a low breath
Zhou Wei'an was dizzy and fucked, and his lower body was shaking between his crotch. Suddenly his voice became loud: Woo... I want to ejaculate...
The climax made him tuck his back hole tightly. He Songyang hummed in a low voice. Before he could pull it out, he ejaculated in his intestines. Zhou Wei'an's legs suddenly became weak and fell on the bed.
He Songyang looked at him from a high place for a while, suddenly took out the small notebook signed by Xie Zhuo, and tore off the first piece of paper in a flash.
Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes wide, and He Songyang threw the paper on the sheet covered with Zhou Wei'an's semen and said coldly: How about it, Xie Zhuo, you like, can now be stained with your semen.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned pale, and he stuttered: Why...
Why? He Songyang pressed down, pinched his chin, and asked him to look at himself. Why? I paid for it, from body to heart, you are all mine. Who is sure that you like others?
Zhou Wei'an said: I'm to Xie Zhuo...
He Songyang interrupted him suddenly: Enough! Don't say anything, he lifted one of Zhou Wei'an's legs regardless of the consequences and inserted it into the last semen again.
While fucking him, He Songyang said: The only one who fucks you is me, and your master can only be me!
The thing entered a depth that had never been seen before. Zhou Wei'an felt that he was about to stab it into his stomach. He couldn't help but scream and tears came out: Me, I...
Call me by name He Songyang looked at him with gloomy eyes, see clearly who the person who fucked you to cry!
AhAh...No, Mr. He... Zhou Wei'an kicked his legs, trying to get the thing out of his body. He pushed He Songyang's chest and burst into tears. No, Mr. He...please...
He Songyang grabbed his hand and continued to fuck him: Call me Daming
He...Ah! He Songyang...Woo...He Songyang... This name is familiar and unfamiliar. Zhou Wei'an almost never called He Songyang's name. His voice was hoarse and he was crying.
He Songyang's thing swelled even bigger. He bent down and hugged Zhou Wei'an's waist, blocked his mouth, and crushed his delicate lips.
Zhou Wei'an raised his head and hugged He Songyang's shoulder. The semen and lubricant flowed all over his butt as he thrust, and his lower body was in a mess.
The thin piece of paper with Xie Zhuo's name had long been wrinkled into a ball by the movements of the two people. The liquid was soaked in the paper, and the handwriting was already blurred.
After the explosion in Zhou Wei'an's body again, He Songyang finally found a little rationality
He pinched the paper with disgust and threw it into the trash can
Zhou Wei'an had long forgotten about this. He collapsed on the bed, and the fucked posterior cavity was flowing with white liquid. Tears dried up on his face and his eyes were stinging.
He Songyang wanted to come and hug him, but Zhou Wei'an opened his hand and his voice was completely hoarse: Don't touch me
He Songyang was stunned and his face darkened: Don't get angry
Zhou Wei'an choked and said: Mr. He was too much... He sat up against the head of the bed and used his legs to block his lewd place. He said, "I, I don't like Xie Zhuo at all."
He Songyang snorted coldly, and Zhou Weian hugged his legs and whispered: But, isn’t it okay to want an autograph?
No, He Songyang said coldly, I'm not happy
Your duty is to be obedient and make me happy. However, I am not allowed to do anything that is unhappy. If I do it, I will be punished like today.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned pale. He remembered what Lu Yunxi said and said in a daze: This...
He lowered his eyelashes and said: I won't know how to do it in the future
He Songyang said: It's almost the same, he reached out to hug Zhou Wei'an, but Zhou Wei'an didn't push him away this time
After being taken to clean, the two of them went downstairs to have dinner. The aunt didn't say anything and warmed up the dishes for the two of them. The two of them had a strange atmosphere and finished their dinner.
Zhou Wei'an was so tired that he couldn't learn anymore, and his body was so sore that he could only sleep in the bed. He quietly looked at the emptied trash can, and suddenly felt very tired.
But He Songyang was right. He paid the money, and Zhou Wei'an should have done what he said to make him happy. This simple relationship was needed between them.
Maybe it was because He Songyang has always been too kind to him, which made Zhou Wei'an have the illusion that he shouldn't have...
After a day, the monthly exam results were over. Zhou Wei'an actually performed well, and his grades were not as bad as expected, but it was still difficult to get into a second-tier university.
Anyway, Zhang Wu is not here, he doesn't even have a chat, and he just keeps himself in writing questions all day long
That night, he met an unexpected person in the hospital.
My mother's ward is on the top floor, and the elevator stopped once on the way. There was someone coming in. Zhou Wei'an looked up and saw that it was Li Chao.
Li Chao was stunned when he saw him, and said nothing. He stood aside and closed the elevator door again.
Zhou Wei'an secretly glanced at him. Li Chao didn't know what was going on. His whole hand was hanging, and he was wearing a cast, as if he had a fracture.
No wonder he hasn't come to class
Suddenly, Li Chao said: Your name is Zhou Wei'an, right?
Zhou Weian was stunned: Yes...
Zhang Wu...Is he okay? Li Chao asked
Zhou Wei'an didn't expect Li Chao to inquire about Zhang Wu from him. It seemed that he didn't know about Zhang Wu's going abroad.
...What should I say?
Zhang Wu is his friend, so he is naturally standing on Zhang Wu's side. Since Zhang Wu wants to break up with him, Zhou Wei'an must support him.
So he said: He, he is pretty good
Li Chao smiled and the elevator reached the top floor
Zhou Weian didn't want to stay with him, so he walked out first and asked behind him: Did he ask me...had he asked me?
Zhou Wei'an immediately said: No! He didn't look back and ran away quickly
Li Chao stood there and didn't move. He seemed to say thank you, but Zhou Wei'an could no longer hear it clearly.
Later, Zhou Wei'an remembered how Li Chao was injured?
Did you fall down when playing basketball?
But he didn't meet Li Chao in the hospital again, probably was discharged from the hospital.
Zhou Weian didn't have much time to ask about what was going on in the next class
His relationship with He Songyang has become a little strange since the signing incident. He Songyang went on a business trip the next day. He did not contact Zhou Wei'an. Only Zhou Wei'an and aunt lived in the villa every day.
Auntie treats him as usual
About five or six days later, someone rang the doorbell. The person who came to the door opened by the aunt turned out to be He Songyang's brother, a mixed-race Chinese and French brother.
This person hasn't appeared for too long, and Zhou Wei'an almost forgot about him. When the boy saw Zhou Wei'an, he widened his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.
Why are you still here? He pointed at Zhou Wei'an and shouted in a strange accent.
Zhou Wei'an didn't know what to say, but the boy entered the room like the master. He sat on the sofa and pointed at Zhou Wei'an and said: Pour me a cup of tea!
The aunt was stunned for a moment and said quickly: Master Guy, I'll pour you tea.
Guy immediately said: No! I want him to pour tea!
Seeing that the aunt looked embarrassed, Zhou Wei'an said: It's okay, aunt, I'll just give it to him.
He went into the kitchen, took out a clean porcelain cup, made a cup of black tea for Guy. Guy wrinkled his nose at the tea cup, and suddenly said: I changed my mind and wanted to drink milk!
He was obviously looking for trouble, and Zhou Weian was not angry either. He obediently soaked a glass of milk for Guy.
Guy took a sip with a disgusting look on his face, his eyes rolled, and said: I want to eat pizza!
Zhou Wei'an said: I'll order takeout for you?
Guy immediately said: No, I want you to do it yourself!
The difficulty coefficient is really too great. Even the aunt is not good at pastries, let alone Zhou Wei'an. Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment and said: I can't make pizza
Guy snorted coldly: Humph, useless guy, you are a servant here and you can't even make pizza. How can you serve Brother Songyang?
Zhou Wei'an didn't answer. Guy thought he was in a bad position and immediately got up. He said: OK, I won't make things difficult for you. Just ask my aunt to cook for me.
When the aunt heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice: What does Master Guy want to eat?
Although Guy grew up in France, there was a Chinese mother who ate a lot of Chinese food. He ordered a lot of vegetables, and he would definitely not finish it alone.
After the aunt wrote it down, she asked Zhou Wei'an again: What does the young master want to eat?
Zhou Wei'an said: Just do what he wants to eat, I'll just eat a little bit.
Guy immediately said: Who is the one you are allowed to eat? These are what I want to eat! Just make a bowl of noodles yourself!
The aunt showed a embarrassed look: Master Guy, the young master...
Zhou Wei'an shook his head at the aunt: Forget it, auntie, I can cook noodles by myself, you can cook for Master Guy
The aunt looked at him: But...
Zhou Wei'an said: It's okay, I'll do my homework after I finish eating.
The meat in that place seemed to have suction and quickly wrapped around it, wrapping the fingers and intestines. Zhou Wei'an took a breath and couldn't help but poke his finger a little deeper.
He didn't forget what he was going to do, he turned his fingers, widened his middle finger and followed him into it.
The two fingers were squeezed inside, and the intestines were hot. Zhou Weian shrank his shoulders and his hands were stretched out, a little sour.
Suddenly, his butt was licked by a wet and hot soft body. Zhou Wei'an was startled and looked back. He Songyang bent down and licked and kissed his buttocks.
Zhou Wei'an was so soft that he could hardly kneel down. He shouted: Mr. He...
He Songyang glanced at him and squeezed a finger into the hole along Zhou Wei'an's fingers. Zhou Wei'an couldn't help but scream. His finger was guided by He Songyang and the lubricant in the hole sounded like a thumping sound of water.
Ah,Ah...No... The intestines were inserted into a hot pot, and the hard part between Zhou Wei'an's crotch was so hard that it hurts
He Songyang kissed him on the butt, pulled out his finger, changed into his own things, drove straight into the middle, and inserted it into the depths.
Uh... so deep... Zhou Wei'an's waist was soft. Except for the lower body being supported by He Songyang, his upper body was already on the bed. He could only grab the pillow and endure the violent impact behind him.
The bag hit his butt, making a slap in the flesh
He Songyang didn't speak, only let out a low breath
Zhou Wei'an was dizzy and fucked, and his lower body was shaking between his crotch. Suddenly his voice became loud: Woo... I want to ejaculate...
The climax made him tuck his back hole tightly. He Songyang hummed in a low voice. Before he could pull it out, he ejaculated in his intestines. Zhou Wei'an's legs suddenly became weak and fell on the bed.
He Songyang looked at him from a high place for a while, suddenly took out the small notebook signed by Xie Zhuo, and tore off the first piece of paper in a flash.
Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes wide, and He Songyang threw the paper on the sheet covered with Zhou Wei'an's semen and said coldly: How about it, Xie Zhuo, you like, can now be stained with your semen.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned pale, and he stuttered: Why...
Why? He Songyang pressed down, pinched his chin, and asked him to look at himself. Why? I paid for it, from body to heart, you are all mine. Who is sure that you like others?
Zhou Wei'an said: I'm to Xie Zhuo...
He Songyang interrupted him suddenly: Enough! Don't say anything, he lifted one of Zhou Wei'an's legs regardless of the consequences and inserted it into the last semen again.
While fucking him, He Songyang said: The only one who fucks you is me, and your master can only be me!
The thing entered a depth that had never been seen before. Zhou Wei'an felt that he was about to stab it into his stomach. He couldn't help but scream and tears came out: Me, I...
Call me by name He Songyang looked at him with gloomy eyes, see clearly who the person who fucked you to cry!
AhAh...No, Mr. He... Zhou Wei'an kicked his legs, trying to get the thing out of his body. He pushed He Songyang's chest and burst into tears. No, Mr. He...please...
He Songyang grabbed his hand and continued to fuck him: Call me Daming
He...Ah! He Songyang...Woo...He Songyang... This name is familiar and unfamiliar. Zhou Wei'an almost never called He Songyang's name. His voice was hoarse and he was crying.
He Songyang's thing swelled even bigger. He bent down and hugged Zhou Wei'an's waist, blocked his mouth, and crushed his delicate lips.
Zhou Wei'an raised his head and hugged He Songyang's shoulder. The semen and lubricant flowed all over his butt as he thrust, and his lower body was in a mess.
The thin piece of paper with Xie Zhuo's name had long been wrinkled into a ball by the movements of the two people. The liquid was soaked in the paper, and the handwriting was already blurred.
After the explosion in Zhou Wei'an's body again, He Songyang finally found a little rationality
He pinched the paper with disgust and threw it into the trash can
Zhou Wei'an had long forgotten about this. He collapsed on the bed, and the fucked posterior cavity was flowing with white liquid. Tears dried up on his face and his eyes were stinging.
He Songyang wanted to come and hug him, but Zhou Wei'an opened his hand and his voice was completely hoarse: Don't touch me
He Songyang was stunned and his face darkened: Don't get angry
Zhou Wei'an choked and said: Mr. He was too much... He sat up against the head of the bed and used his legs to block his lewd place. He said, "I, I don't like Xie Zhuo at all."
He Songyang snorted coldly, and Zhou Weian hugged his legs and whispered: But, isn’t it okay to want an autograph?
No, He Songyang said coldly, I'm not happy
Your duty is to be obedient and make me happy. However, I am not allowed to do anything that is unhappy. If I do it, I will be punished like today.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned pale. He remembered what Lu Yunxi said and said in a daze: This...
He lowered his eyelashes and said: I won't know how to do it in the future
He Songyang said: It's almost the same, he reached out to hug Zhou Wei'an, but Zhou Wei'an didn't push him away this time
After being taken to clean, the two of them went downstairs to have dinner. The aunt didn't say anything and warmed up the dishes for the two of them. The two of them had a strange atmosphere and finished their dinner.
Zhou Wei'an was so tired that he couldn't learn anymore, and his body was so sore that he could only sleep in the bed. He quietly looked at the emptied trash can, and suddenly felt very tired.
But He Songyang was right. He paid the money, and Zhou Wei'an should have done what he said to make him happy. This simple relationship was needed between them.
Maybe it was because He Songyang has always been too kind to him, which made Zhou Wei'an have the illusion that he shouldn't have...
After a day, the monthly exam results were over. Zhou Wei'an actually performed well, and his grades were not as bad as expected, but it was still difficult to get into a second-tier university.
Anyway, Zhang Wu is not here, he doesn't even have a chat, and he just keeps himself in writing questions all day long
That night, he met an unexpected person in the hospital.
My mother's ward is on the top floor, and the elevator stopped once on the way. There was someone coming in. Zhou Wei'an looked up and saw that it was Li Chao.
Li Chao was stunned when he saw him, and said nothing. He stood aside and closed the elevator door again.
Zhou Wei'an secretly glanced at him. Li Chao didn't know what was going on. His whole hand was hanging, and he was wearing a cast, as if he had a fracture.
No wonder he hasn't come to class
Suddenly, Li Chao said: Your name is Zhou Wei'an, right?
Zhou Weian was stunned: Yes...
Zhang Wu...Is he okay? Li Chao asked
Zhou Wei'an didn't expect Li Chao to inquire about Zhang Wu from him. It seemed that he didn't know about Zhang Wu's going abroad.
...What should I say?
Zhang Wu is his friend, so he is naturally standing on Zhang Wu's side. Since Zhang Wu wants to break up with him, Zhou Wei'an must support him.
So he said: He, he is pretty good
Li Chao smiled and the elevator reached the top floor
Zhou Weian didn't want to stay with him, so he walked out first and asked behind him: Did he ask me...had he asked me?
Zhou Wei'an immediately said: No! He didn't look back and ran away quickly
Li Chao stood there and didn't move. He seemed to say thank you, but Zhou Wei'an could no longer hear it clearly.
Later, Zhou Wei'an remembered how Li Chao was injured?
Did you fall down when playing basketball?
But he didn't meet Li Chao in the hospital again, probably was discharged from the hospital.
Zhou Weian didn't have much time to ask about what was going on in the next class
His relationship with He Songyang has become a little strange since the signing incident. He Songyang went on a business trip the next day. He did not contact Zhou Wei'an. Only Zhou Wei'an and aunt lived in the villa every day.
Auntie treats him as usual
About five or six days later, someone rang the doorbell. The person who came to the door opened by the aunt turned out to be He Songyang's brother, a mixed-race Chinese and French brother.
This person hasn't appeared for too long, and Zhou Wei'an almost forgot about him. When the boy saw Zhou Wei'an, he widened his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.
Why are you still here? He pointed at Zhou Wei'an and shouted in a strange accent.
Zhou Wei'an didn't know what to say, but the boy entered the room like the master. He sat on the sofa and pointed at Zhou Wei'an and said: Pour me a cup of tea!
The aunt was stunned for a moment and said quickly: Master Guy, I'll pour you tea.
Guy immediately said: No! I want him to pour tea!
Seeing that the aunt looked embarrassed, Zhou Wei'an said: It's okay, aunt, I'll just give it to him.
He went into the kitchen, took out a clean porcelain cup, made a cup of black tea for Guy. Guy wrinkled his nose at the tea cup, and suddenly said: I changed my mind and wanted to drink milk!
He was obviously looking for trouble, and Zhou Weian was not angry either. He obediently soaked a glass of milk for Guy.
Guy took a sip with a disgusting look on his face, his eyes rolled, and said: I want to eat pizza!
Zhou Wei'an said: I'll order takeout for you?
Guy immediately said: No, I want you to do it yourself!
The difficulty coefficient is really too great. Even the aunt is not good at pastries, let alone Zhou Wei'an. Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment and said: I can't make pizza
Guy snorted coldly: Humph, useless guy, you are a servant here and you can't even make pizza. How can you serve Brother Songyang?
Zhou Wei'an didn't answer. Guy thought he was in a bad position and immediately got up. He said: OK, I won't make things difficult for you. Just ask my aunt to cook for me.
When the aunt heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice: What does Master Guy want to eat?
Although Guy grew up in France, there was a Chinese mother who ate a lot of Chinese food. He ordered a lot of vegetables, and he would definitely not finish it alone.
After the aunt wrote it down, she asked Zhou Wei'an again: What does the young master want to eat?
Zhou Wei'an said: Just do what he wants to eat, I'll just eat a little bit.
Guy immediately said: Who is the one you are allowed to eat? These are what I want to eat! Just make a bowl of noodles yourself!
The aunt showed a embarrassed look: Master Guy, the young master...
Zhou Wei'an shook his head at the aunt: Forget it, auntie, I can cook noodles by myself, you can cook for Master Guy
The aunt looked at him: But...
Zhou Wei'an said: It's okay, I'll do my homework after I finish eating.
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