Facing the ridicule of his teammates, Pei Tingsong didn't change his face and his heart beats, and raised his eyebrows, "Brother Huo is still known."
After all, in order not to make Fang Juexia feel embarrassed, he still served soup to everyone one by one, making it rare to be a good brother.
The dishes are fresh and varied. These guys who are used to solving eating problems casually at work are rare to enjoy a meal, chatting and eating, and have a meal for a long time.
After discussing to go horse riding in the afternoon, the staff first took them back to their respective residences. The rest area is large. There is a hot spring villa for six people. Each courtyard has a private spring surrounded by mountains and rocks, surrounded by ginkgo and laurel trees. It is private and beautiful.
After changing into the equestrian clothing provided here, six people came out of the rest area and rode to the riding stables in a park car. Pei Tingsong is a person who has been in the equestrian club decently. He is familiar with everything easily. He picked a horse that was pleasing to the eye and turned on his horse, pulling on the reins for a few steps.
Fang Juexia looked down, and saw him in a beige equestrian outfit, with piercing eyebrows under the helmet, driving the horses with ease, galloping on the track, full of wind.
Such a picture is really pleasing to the eye.
Although the environment is good, it is not a professional equestrian club and there are not enough horses. Jiang Miao, who was always a little afraid of large animals, suggested not to play, and sat under the umbrella to watch them play. Although I also came into contact with horses during the last filming, Fang Juexia was a little scared and rested with Jiang Miao.
"It's scary." Jiang Miao picked up the juice on the table, unscrewed one bottle and gave it to Fang Juexia, and the other to himself, "Drink some water."
Fang Juexia thought of him filming, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Brother Miao, what if you want to ride a horse when you are filming ancient costumes?"
This is hard for Jiang Miao, and the action of drinking water pauses, "Well... If you are acting, you have to bite the bullet if you can't do it."
Fang Juexia could see that he really likes acting. Last time I went to visit the troupe, I stood by the monitor on the set and watched him filming. It was very emotional.
"You are so dedicated, there will definitely be more filming in the future." Fang Juexia said.
Jiang Miao put down the glass bottle, "What about you? If the group activities reach a certain level, you can develop your own business freely. What do you want to do?"
Fang Juexia thought about it seriously, "Sing and dance. Singer-songwriters are also good. I just like the stage." After that, he looked at Jiang Miao again with clear eyes, "But I still like to be with you. What kind of work do you usually have? Just do it. After we come back, the six of us can fit together and stand on the stage again, and we want to do the same ten years later."
He unknowingly said what was in his heart, and stretched out his legs very comfortably, leaning on the chair and murmured: "I don't know if anyone will listen to us sing by then..."
Ten meters away, Ling Yi couldn't handle his horse, so the coach had to go up with him, but he kept yelling, "Ah, my butt hurts so much!" The other three stopped right now. Seeing his jokes, Fang Juexia sat in a chair and couldn't help laughing.
Jiang Miao looked at Fang Juexia silently, the face that seemed always indifferent to outsiders, but actually smiled softly.
"Jexia, you have changed a lot this year."
Hearing these words, Fang Juexia's smile on her face closed, and she looked back at the captain, with some surprises in her eyes.
"In fact, it's not a change." Jiang Miao smiled, "It should be said that you finally got rid of your defenses."
Jiang Miao is a gentle observer. Fang Juexia knew this very early, and he did not deny that he did let go of a lot of things that he couldn't let go of in the past, learned to let go, and learned to embrace.
"Yeah." Fang Juexia looked at Pei Tingsong who was galloping not far away, "Humans are animals that influence each other."
Jiang Miao followed his line of sight, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Yes."
"But how can ten years be enough? We have too many ten years."
Fang Juexia turned around and smiled at him, and took another sip of sweet apricot juice.
"I teach you?" Pei Tingsong pulled the horse's rein after three laps, slowed down and paced in front of Fang Juexia and Jiang Miao, "Brother Miao coming?"
Jiang Miao leaned back unconsciously just when he saw the horse coming over, just trying to hide, "It's still not possible, you can ride Xia laps twice."
Seeing him so scared, Pei Tingsong didn't force it, only pulled Fang Juexia on the horse, and hugged him from behind. Not having enough horses is a great excuse, so that he can ride the same horse as Fang Juexia. Fang Juexia was still a little scared at first, and gradually found a rhythm.
"Fun, brother?" Pei Tingsong lowered his head slightly, leaning in Fang Juexia's ear, the howling wind and his low tone came in, hitting his heart, and his back was ironed by his chest. . Fang Juexia tried to keep her eyes from squinting, adjusted her breathing, and focused her attention on the galloping horse.
"What you don't mean is that it's not fun enough." Pei Tingsong interpreted Fang Juexia's silent anxiety on her own initiative, pulling the reins, turning the horse's head, changing the course, and ran straight towards a railing obstacle. Facing the wind, Fang Juexia could hardly open his eyes, his heart beat fiercely, and his adrenaline was dangerously hooked up, unconsciously pressing Pei Tingsong's chest.
"Are you afraid?" Pei Tingsong hugged him and brought Fang Juexia down together, almost sticking to the horse's back.
I don't know if it is due to the addiction to Pei Tingsong, or the trust in him is surging. I was originally afraid, but now Fang Juexia is really not so afraid. The railing was right in front of him, and the distance was getting closer and closer, Fang Juexia opened his eyes and watched the distance shrinking under the bumps, Pei Tingsong safely wrapped his body, and they became one.
At the moment of the jump, the horse underneath leaned back. He was hugged by Pei Tingsong and leaped into the wind, and his heart was also thrown high. It was so dangerous that Fang Juexia was convinced that it must suddenly stop for a second.
Between the sparks and the fire, the pressing Pei Tingsong kissed his ear, and the ambiguity created by the crisis was more direct than the hormones. The horses hoof landed, and they jumped over the obstacle without any risk and returned to the ground. Fang Jue Xia's uneasy heart also fell back, violently knocking on his chest.
Pei Tingsong's fingers tightened the reins, and the horse he tamed gradually slowed down, from galloping to strolling, "When jumping and hanging in the air, the senses will be enlarged, and there is an illusion of life and death, just like bungee jumping."
It is indeed on the front line of life and death, especially for someone who has no experience like him. Fang Juexia's heartbeat couldn't slow down with the sound of horseshoes, and her breathing was still fast. He couldn't tell whether the previous bungee jumping was more dangerous, or he felt more frightened at the moment.
In a daze, he heard Pei Tingsong say in his usual nonchalant tone: "If you count this way, I've been holding you to death twice."
These words were not very lucky. Fang Juexia, a firm materialist, was also anxious and turned to reprimand him, "Don't say that."
Seeing his serious and cute expression, Pei Tingsong just wanted to kiss him, but he still held back, only curling up the corners of his mouth, pretending to be innocent, "What are you talking about? Die?"
"You..." Fang Juexia was too lazy to teach the child, don't look back and think about dismounting.
"What are you afraid of, are you afraid of me dying?" Pei Tingsong restrained him from moving, lowering his voice, "I still want to die on you every night."
rogue.
Fang Juexia pushed him away and got off the horse without fear of falling. He Ziyan and Lu Yuan stood side by side and watched the theater not far away.
"How does Xiao Pei feel Xia again?"
He Ziyan smiled and shook his head, "Oh, I didn't expect Xiaobingshan to become an airbag one day."
"My ass hurts so much! I don't want to ride it!" Poor Ling Yi kicked his short legs immediately, and no one rescued him.
They had enough fun, and the sun had enough, dragging the last halo into the edges and corners of the distant mountains. The sun in late autumn was very short, the sky was dark fast, and the wind was cold. Soaking in the hot springs at night couldn't be better. Fang Juexia didn't want to go to the hot spring like this, so everyone discussed going back to take a shower and then go to the hot spring.
The residences of the six people are next to each other, but the courtyards are different, and there are some quiet paths between them, and there is also some distance. Everyone came in noisily, and one by one, they got into their own houses. Fang Juexia's house was at the innermost side. Leaning on a lake, he said goodbye to other people. He was the only one left, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
He was very purposeful and didn't even see what his bedroom was like. He went straight into the bathroom, and even if he moved quickly, he couldn't keep up with the hurried end of the evening. Turning off the shower, it was dark outside the window.
The sound of water dripping stopped, and there was a knock on the door outside. Fang Juexia stood barefoot on the black tiles, pulled the bathrobe on the shelf and put it on her body. Opening the bathroom door, Fang Juexia stepped on a pair of slippers, wrapped her bathrobe and walked along the corridor next to the private spring. The lanterns of the small bridge hung from the eaves of the corridor, so you can barely see things. Walking on the ginkgo leaves to the entrance, opened the door.
Standing outside the wooden door was nothing but Pei Tingsong, dressed in an ink-colored yukata, with half-dry hair that was loose and casual, set against the ginkgo outside the door, and there was a wonderful atmosphere between a teenager and a mature man.
Fang Juexia didn't say a word, and it didn't seem surprising, only raised her hand to lift the wet hair back, revealing her smooth and white forehead.
He was so beautiful that Pei Tingsong couldn't look away. The moon-white yukata draped loosely on his body, revealing a slender, snow-white neck, the corners of the lips raised slightly, and a drop of water stored at the end of the wet hair fell on his shoulders, blurring a small shadow.
The glow that the lantern paper couldn't hold back fell on Fang Juoxia's body, and her cold and detached eyes contained an imperceptible tenderness, which was more beautiful than the unopened platycodons under the moon.
Seeing this scene, Pei Tingsong's heart trembled, thinking of such a beautiful picture, I was afraid that I would remember it for a lifetime.
"Miss you." Pei Tingsong stepped forward, trying to hug him. But Fang Juexia stepped back, stepping on a dead branch, making a crisp sound.
"Don't be outside." Fang Juexia said softly.
This didn't actually mean anything, but he was worried that the hug would be seen. But to Pei Tingsong, these four words are almost like a kind of invitation with a changed meaning. He held Fang Juexia’s wrist and pulled him all the way back to the wooden corridor. He stretched out his hand and pushed it, pushing Fang Juexia had never entered. The door opened.
The room was soaked in silence by the night, and ripples were stirred up by Pei Tingsong's collision. Fang Juexia's vision was dark, and only the hand holding the wrist gave him the only guide.
"Turn on the lights, Pei Tingsong."
"Don't open." Pei Tingsong hugged him in his arms and hugged him tightly. The two bodies under the thin bathrobe finally stuck to each other.
I can't see it, but his cheek is lifted, his warm lips pressed against him, followed by a kiss that can drag him into the abyss.
"Well… "
The soft and fragile inner wall of the mouth was raging, and the tip of his tongue licked the back of his teeth. Fang Juexia was most afraid of a sudden kiss, which would only take a moment away. When he broke through, his legs became soft and turned into long willows, and they were about to fall into the pool. Pei Tingsong forced him step by step and walked into the depths of the room in an irresistible kiss.
The huge floor-to-ceiling windows spilled the brilliance, and all of them were trapped in Fang Juexia, no one could see, even Fang Juexia could not see how beautiful he was at this moment, only reflected in the eyes of Pei Tingsong.
He gave birth to a skin that could only be seen from a distance, and should not be offended.
As the kiss deepened, Fang Juexia couldn't see anything and could only bear it. The empty room made him feel insecure. Kissing and stepping back, feeling something leaning against behind, there is a trace of support in a daze, but this support is really fragile, it's just a screen, just lean on, it can be worthy of falling backward.
The tongues crossed, the toes crossed, the hormones danced in the dark. Desire is an invisible disease, and the medium that invades a body only requires a kiss.
The sensitive hearing catches the sound of water, like the sound of fingertips piercing a ripe peach again and again. Fang Juexia couldn't care about breathing and heartbeat. He raised his head and was held by him. Just when his reason was about to break, he suddenly heard outside voices, Ling Yi and Lu Yuan.
"Jexia, this yard is so beautiful."
"Aren't they all the same?" Lu Yuan couldn't see the difference. "I'm hungry, can we eat while soaking in a while?"
"It's okay." Ling Yi walked onto the promenade and shouted for Jue Xia, but he felt weird, "Why don't you turn on the lights?"
"Yeah." Lu Yuan also felt strange, "Is it so dark to see?" The door was unlocked, Lu Yuan pushed open, and the room was completely dark. Ling Yi touched the light at the door and opened it with a snap. The room was empty.
"It's really not here." Ling Yi's attention was attracted by the floor-to-ceiling windows, "Wow, the view of this room is also great, the whole side is full of lake views."
"Sure enough, lots should be drawn." Lu Yuan regretted a little. Sweeping it over, seeing the crooked screen, Chao Chao walked over and wanted to help him up by the way.
With the sound of footsteps approaching, Fang Juexia hid in the closet only a few steps away from the screen, her heart beating fast.
"Why did this screen fall?" Across the thin wardrobe boards, the voices of his teammates were like stepping on his heart, as if they would open the cabinet door the next moment, just like the day when the broadcast was broadcast. It's no different to catch a rape.
Pei Tingsong enjoyed the excitement and wanted to kiss him, but Fang Juexia covered her mouth and didn't let go. Pei Tingsong had to kiss the back of his hand, tracing the shape of the fingers on the tip of his tongue.
"Jexia's bed is different from mine. I want to try it."
"Don't mess with him."
Fang Juexia couldn't take care of her bed at the moment. Pei Tingsong, who couldn't kiss him, found new pleasures and lowered his head to hold his earlobe. A small bit of soft wax can almost be squeezed. The sound of deep breathing spread to her ears, making Fang Juexia more and more frightened. Can they hear, and what to do if they hear.
"He didn't even hold his phone, he was on the bed."
"Whoever takes a cell phone in the hot spring, just like you."
But he couldn't push Pei Tingsong away, struggling would bring more noise. He can only pray for his teammates to leave as soon as possible, letting go of this small room. Pei Tingsong seemed to be sure that he couldn't resist, so he got more bold and dropped a silent kiss along the side of his neck. Fingers entangled the laces, and you have to take your time to unwrap the most favorite gift.
In the dim vision, Fang Juexia was extremely sensitive, he could only use all his strength to stop himself from making any noises.
Pei Tingsong could feel his fear. His muscles all over his body were tight, which was very interesting, so he bit a bit badly, only to hear Fang Juexia let out a very small choke, like a chick falling out of a nest. Bird, helpless and pitiful.
Fang Juexia knew that he was making a sound. He was too scared. How would he end up with his embarrassed appearance? He hadn't thought about how to face his teammates like this. But what he didn't know was that such a small voice had long been buried in the chatting between Ling Yi and Lu Yuan. He didn't know that he was not exposed, so he could only beg Pei Tingsong not to continue, grabbing his arm and shaking his head sadly.
Pei Tingsong finally got his wish and kissed him, swiping the tip of his tongue across the clean teeth and chasing his timid tongue, as if they were afraid that their cheating would not be discovered, and the restricted sound made him feel more pleasure through the non-soundproof wooden board. His tongue slammed into it violently, and he didn't even dare to swallow, it would make a sound when he swallowed, and he could only let it flow and drown his whole body.
Fang Jue Xia Yuan thought that she was a very patient person, but she had never tolerated it like that, as if they weren't kissing, they were grinding the diseased and itchy skin with a dull knife, happy and suffering.
(The hot spring can only be soaked after finishing it)
(Mining: ejaculation management, dirty talk warning, spanking, micro-SM warning (actually not counted as...), the auditory bed has always been a bit sm, Xiao Pei's style has always been bolder, and the next time it may be more exaggerated, it is all on the bed Please don’t take it seriously, please don’t enter, thank you)
"Whoever takes a cell phone in the hot spring, just like you."
But he couldn't push Pei Tingsong away, struggling would bring more noise. He can only pray for his teammates to leave as soon as possible, letting go of this small room. Pei Tingsong seemed to be sure that he could not resist, so he became more bold, and dropped silent kisses along his side neck, all the way to his collarbone. Grasping the lace around his waist with his fingers, he pulled it away slowly, as if patiently unpacking a favorite gift.
The loose yukata slipped off his shoulders, exposing large areas of snow-white skin, bare, and put on his delicate kiss.
Fang Juexia was so sensitive that he was shaking in his arms, still covering her mouth tightly. In the dim vision, he felt Pei Tingsong all the way down, unbiasedly holding the tip of his nipple, and twirling the tip of his tongue. Fang Juexia's lower abdomen
Tighten up and use all your energy to keep yourself silent.
Pei Tingsong could feel his fear. His muscles all over his body were tight, which was very interesting, so he bit his nipple badly, only to hear Fang Juexia let out a faint choke, like a fall. The chicks out of the nest are helpless and pitiful.
Fang Juexia knew that he was making a sound. He was too scared. How would he end up with his embarrassed appearance? He hadn't thought about how to face his teammates like this. But what he didn't know was that such a small voice had long been buried in the chatting between Ling Yi and Lu Yuan. He didn't know that he was not exposed, so he could only beg Pei Tingsong not to continue, grabbing his arm and shaking his head sadly.
Pei Tingsong finally got his wish and kissed him. The tip of his tongue swept through the clean teeth and chased his timid tongue, and his fingertips were still twisting his chest, as if they were afraid that their cheating could not be discovered. Through the non-soundproof wooden board, the restricted sound made He feels heavier. The tongue slammed into it violently, and he didn't even dare to swallow, he would make a sound when swallowing, and he could only let the lust flow and drown his whole body.
Fang Jue Xia Yuan thought that she was a very patient person, but she had never tolerated it like that, as if they weren't kissing, they were grinding the diseased and itchy skin with a dull knife, happy and suffering.
"It is estimated that he has passed, let's go too, Brother Miao is still waiting."
"Well, how come everyone moves so fast."
Feeling about to leave, Fang Juexia felt alive. Unexpectedly, Bae Tingsong's hand was completely peeled away from the yukata, wherever his fingertips touched, it was numb. It's just that Pei Tingsong didn't expect that he didn't wear anything in it, it was smooth.
Nowhere did he guess that Fang Juexia heard his voice come out to open the door, she just put on a piece of clothes in a hurry, but was caught by him and dropped into his hand. Hearing the footsteps of his teammates walking away, his heart finally loosened, but suddenly, the half-erected penis was held by Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia was about to lose all his sanity, he bit his lip tightly and breathed. Not smooth, the only thinking becomes anxious. Pei Tingsong is like an executioner who is good at Ling Chi, rubbing the matte front end with his palm, smeared with greasy fluid, and the vise is pressed down a little bit, pushing away the fragile thin skin, and squeezing the cylinder. Sexual pleasure rushed into the sky, and the back was full of electric tingling.
I really want to scream out.
"Hey wait."
The sound of distant footsteps came back.
"what happened again?"
"I forgot to take my phone."
Pei Tingsong's movements were cruelly slow. Seeing that he had reached the limit, he let go of his hand and licked his chest.
This time I really left. After a slap, the room returned to darkness again, the door closed heavily, but the lust was finally released. Pei Tingsong had no doubts, and the wild beast pushed Fang Juexia into the cabinet and kissed him deeply. Holding his delicate penis, he moved faster and depressed for too long. Fang Juexia finally couldn't help whispering. This little wardrobe is like a secret sex box, filled with unspeakable desires.
Feeling Fang Juexia trembling in his arms, his whole body tightened again, Pei Tingsong knew he was coming soon, but he didn't plan to let him go so easily, so he used a finger ring to hoop his genitals, so he couldn't help it. Shoot out directly.
He gave a high-sounding reason, "How can I clean it when I shoot it inside?"
Fang Juexia believed it, even if he endured the whole body shaking. He was covered with a layer of sweat and fell into Pei Tingsong's arms. I don't know if it was the silence before, he turned out to be blunt at this moment, "Uncomfortable..."
"Is it uncomfortable to hold back here?" Pei Tingsong asked him knowingly, and waited for his idea of ejaculation to fade before he carried him out and put him on the bed. The approaching and retreating orgasm drew Fang Juoxia's strength away. He was lying on the bed wearily, the saliva from the corners of his mouth was still glowing, but he was also shameless, and the untied bathrobe was just spread out, naked on the bed. He is the core of the dying after peeling off the petals.
The soft big bed is next to the floor-to-ceiling glass, and the night view of the lake is unobstructed, almost like a half-open house. I didn't think so before, but after looking at it after the erotic rush, it is almost the best in the erotic room. Pei Ting looked at the moon outside the glass, took off the tie around his waist, his clothes fell, and his young and tight muscles were unobstructed.
"No wonder they say that the scenery is good." Pei Tingsong stood by the bed, bent over to hold Fang Juexia's ankle, dragged him outward until he could kiss him, and put his long legs in vain on his waist. , "Too suitable for sex."
Pei Tingsong's words were like a lighted match, thrown on Fang Juexia's heart, and then ignited a whole field.
He could only kiss Pei Tingyi happily, opened his legs happily, and groaned to him with that praiseworthy voice. He was the ripe peach, which was pricked by Pei Tingsong's fingers, and the sticky nectar flowed out from the breach. The deeper and faster the prick, the louder the sound of water.
At the sensitive point in the fingertips, Fang Juexia arched his whole body, and his flexible waist stretched out muscle lines. He called Pei Tingsong's name stickily, and stretched out his arms to hug him.
"Is it comfortable?" Pei Tingsong grinds to the point and kisses him softly on the cheek.
"Comfortable...comfortable..." Fang Juexia was already contemplative, turned her face to kiss his lips, but was avoided by Pei Tingsong again, and rubbed the point in the intestines with her fingers, and asked badly, "Brother, it will shoot like this. "
Fang Juexia's lower abdomen became tighter, feeling a rush of heat flowing in his flesh and blood, "Hmm... I want, I want to shoot..."
"That won't work." Feeling that he tightened his intestines abruptly, pinching his fingers, Pei Tingsong held the penis with his other hand, and stopped stimulating his prostate. Fang Juexia once again braked from the refreshing climax, writhing and struggling under him, "It's really uncomfortable... Pei Tingsong, you, bastard..." He weakly punched Pei Tingsong in the chest, but it was even worse. Aroused Pei Tingsong's interest, "I'm helping you manage your ejaculation. My brother is fucked three or four times every time, and I will blame it on my head after he finishes it." He lowered his head and licked Fang Juexia. The breast is hard enough to bulge, "I will shoot once tonight."
"No... I'm really uncomfortable, listen to the song..." Fang Juexia's voice softened, "I'm so uncomfortable..."
"Me too, brother, look at how hard I am." Pei Tingsong stood by the bed, grabbing his feet and letting him step on his penis, "Do you feel it?"
Stepping on the soles of her feet, she could almost feel the violent tendons on it, and the place where her ankles were held was burning hot, Fang Juexia turned her face away, biting her lip in shame.
"If you want to shoot, hold your leg and open it to let me in."
Fang Juexia, controlled by lust, has lost the ability to resist and can only do what he says. Pei Tingsong half-kneeled on the edge of the bed, holding his genitals against his expanded acupuncture point, Fang Juexia called out the moment he entered, the hard and thick thing almost cut him in half, half restrained Sober, half slutty and lustful.
The huge crown head rubbed the slippery intestinal wall and pushed it in until the pouch reached the upper acupuncture point. Pei Tingsong kissed like a reward
He kissed Fang Juexia's sweaty face, "Brother is awesome, he ate me all in."
When he finished speaking, he moved his waist quickly, Fang Juexia groaned against the bumps of his forehead, calling his name indiscriminately, louder than he said, "Ah, ah..." Pei Tingsong suddenly slowed down again, not asking for hurry. After two seconds, Fang Juexia's groan changed. When he slammed in, he would call out. The voice was thrown into the air, and then suddenly disappeared, followed by the second and the third time.
"Hurry up... listen to the song, listen to the song..."
Pei Tingsong likes him to make requests on the bed, because he really needs it, so he fucks him as he wants, inserting him into a boat like a turbulence in the waves, and his tight legs are tight when he dances. Wrapped tightly around his waist, the tender meat was turned out from the meat hole, and his lips could not close the tip of his tongue.
The phone rang suddenly, and the vibration pulled Fang Juexia from the pleasure abruptly. The feeling of stripping was too cruel, but he had no choice but to say, "Phone... phone, listen to song, someone is looking for me..."
"Who else?" Pei Tingsong stretched out his arm to bring the phone, and raised the screen to show him, but the lower body was still advancing, and he spoke with thrusting force when he spoke, "Ling Yi, do you want to pick it up? ?"
Fang Juexia bit her lower lip and shook her head, but Pei Tingsong tapped to connect, and leaned over and pressed the phone to his ear, slowed down the thrusting movement, and licked and kissed his side neck.
"Jexia?" Ling Yi's voice appeared, and through the current and the signal, childishness surged towards him, "Where are you, I thought you came to the hot spring, why haven't you come?"
His voice was too clean, which made Fang Juexia consciously licentious, and his teammates were looking for him, but now he was convulsed by him under the youngest boy's body.
Holding back a groan, Fang Juexia tried his best to think of an excuse, "I... I'm in the audio-visual room..."
"Did you go to the movies? At this time? Xiao Pei is there too?"
Ling Yi's voice was so loud that even Pei Tingsong could hear him. He deliberately reached Fang Juexia's other ear and whispered, "What movie is he watching? Obviously he is acting in an erotic movie."
"Um..." Pei Tingsong reached the bottom, and Fang Juexia almost held the phone to orgasm. He was dying, he was tortured to death by his own shame.
"Okay, look at it, I still want to go to the hot springs with you. Then I'll hang up."
"Yeah." Fang Juexia was finally liberated when he heard the beep, tears came from the corner of his eyes, and it was too uncomfortable to push and beat Pei Tingsong.
"What? Is it a pity not to be able to go to the hot spring with them?" Pei Tingsong pulled out, "You can go now, I won't do it."
"You bastard, bastard..." Fang Juexia's face flushed, searching all her own swear words database and only these non-offensive swear words.
"You scold me... My brother broke his studies, I have to punish you." Pei Tingsong turned him over and lay on the bed, grabbed his abdomen with his arm, let him kneel with his face facing the floor glass, and slapped his palm a few times. He slapped his ass and slapped. Fang Juexia's skin was too white, leaving a red mark after a shot, very beautiful. "Why are you so beautiful everywhere?" Pei Tingsong kissed his pink buttocks, "Anything looks good." "
His self-esteem was smashed, and the glass ball was stuck in the heart full of sexual desire. It didn't hurt at all, not sad, but a kind of cruel pleasure.
"Brother, push up your butt a little bit so that it's more comfortable to plug it in." He kissed Jiuxia's waist, then leaned on his back, licked the soft skin behind his ears, and asked him in English, "You know this posture is called What?"
Fang Juexia felt that she was about to die, unable to think, "I don't know... I don't know." The heat he exhaled covered the glass with a white mist. Pei Tingsong rushed in, making him want to hide, but there was nowhere to hide.
"Doggy style. Isn't it cute?" Pei Tingsong kissed the butterfly bone under his shoulder, and said the most vulgar words in that innocent tone, "My brother is like a little bitch like this." He moved again. Quick and ruthless, Fang Juexia didn't have the ability to fight back at all, so she could only follow him and shout, "It's too deep... Listen to..."
"What do you call me?" Pei Tingsong grasped his chin and squeezed in, "Call me again when you think about it."
"Ah..." Fang Juexia was still holding the last trace of stubbornness. Thinking of what he said last night, she didn't want to scream, she just hummed.
"So stubborn." Pei Tingsong seemed to have expected it long ago. He lifted his body, held his slender waist without mercy, and advanced fiercely, until Fang Juexia's waist collapsed, and he could not speak clearly. All became vague, and hit his head straight on the glass, "Listen, listen to song... Um... No more, really, really..." Fucked fiercely, but Pei Tingsong couldn't bear his baby bumping his head, so he fucked. While dragging him back, he didn't relax the slightest like pulling his own prey, "If you say you don't, don't do it." He folded Fang Juexia's hands behind his back and held his wrists with one hand.
Fang Juexia thus became a horse for him to gallop. With ups and downs, he was so fucked that he lost his self-awareness and couldn't escape or escape. The fiery desire burned hurriedly, even the ashes were sticky, mixed with liquid, tears, blood, or low glandular fluid, and couldn't tell the difference.
"How beautiful is the scenery outside, does it look like doing it by the lake? Unfortunately, it's too dark, my brother can't see clearly..." Pei Tingsong's voice was mixed with low panting, gasping back, so sexy, "Brother I can only feel that I am being fucked, I can't see anything."
Yes, he can't see it anymore, he is a blind man drowning in the lake of lust. He can only feel the pleasure of being inserted, and can only hear the sound of intercourse. He is full, thrown into the sky, and is no longer himself.
"Ah... Ah... I'm going to die..." Fang Juexia started talking nonsense, his toes curled up, trying to hug Pei Tingsong, but he could only grab the sheets, "Tingsong, no more, don't..."
"Death? Don't you let me say this word? Why did the baby say it by himself." Pei Tingsong held his penis, this action made him afraid, Fang Juexia struggled, afraid that he would block her ejaculation again, and twist like a fish. . Pei Tingsong pressed on him, "Call me, be obedient. If you call me well, I will let you shoot."
Every deep, sticky mingling, Pei Tingsong's coaxing, all these work seamlessly together, stealing Fang Juexia's last reason. He burst into tears, was invaded by him while lying on his stomach, his shoulders dangling, "husband, husband... please, let me shoot... OK?"
Pei Tingsong embraces his lover who has been tortured to madness by lust, wishing that he could completely send himself into his body, insert it, and grow savagely in him. If this is possible, he will be parasitic on his heart forever.
"Okay, okay, let you shoot." He picked up Fang Juexia, and sat on his hot penis with his back leaning on him, rubbing his pouch with his fingers, and pulling his face with the other hand and kissing his birthmark. , And kiss away his tears.
Fang Juexia knelt on the bed. He was no longer himself. Facing the vast cold lake, he took the initiative to bump up and down, letting this thing thrust into his body, feeling Pei Tingsong gasping and kissing his shoulder repeatedly, calling By his name, call him baby, call him brother, and shoot himself completely into his body.
Getting everything from his lover, he also screamed and shot it out.
The semen was blocked by the glass, flowing downward, as if it was about to fall into the lake.
So ripples swayed in the lake.
Hidden under the eyes of his teammates to steal kisses is more frightening than spreading all the day-to-day prostitution.
Pei Tingsong gave him too much thrills that he couldn't quit.