"It's done." Yue Xiao lifted the towel and touched Wen Ai's hair, "It's basically dry."
"Keep going!" Wen Ai pressed Yue Xiao's hand on his head, "Press me for a while."
Of course Yue Xiao obeyed him, took the towel away, pressed his scalp with his fingertips, and massaged gently and slowly, occasionally caressing his forehead and ears. Without the barrier of the towel, Wen Ai's senses became more acute, the rustling sound of hair being milled, the warm and thick palm, just the right amount of strength...
Wen Ai squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and said "um~" for a while, "ah~" for a while with an extremely relaxed little lazy voice, and occasionally made a trembling transfer, which made Yue Xiao's breathing heavy, and asked in a hoarse voice: " Do you still press it?"
"Hmm~"
Yue Xiao took a deep breath, moved his hands down, pinched Wen Ai's earlobe, grabbed his small earlobe and rubbed it slowly, the white and tender flesh was trampled into various shapes by his rough fingers, pitifully letting go People play with it, and it can easily arouse people's sadistic desires.
Yue Xiao abruptly looked away, lowered his head, Wen Ai's slender and graceful neck was exposed in front of his eyes, and the bathrobe hung loosely on his body, revealing a small piece of smooth and delicate back.
Yue Xiao sighed heavily.
Wen Ai was moaning and enjoying, when he suddenly felt something touch his back, the itch hadn't passed, and then he was also touched next to him. Wen Ai didn't realize that it was Yue Xiao who was kissing him until he felt a scorching hot breath. His head was in a daze, and he couldn't moan with his mouth open.
At the beginning, Yue Xiao just put his lips on Wen Ai's skin lightly, until he covered the small piece of back protruding from his collar, and then evolved into sucking Wen Ai's neck, and reached out his hand to hold it. Wen Ai's chin.
The computer has entered the screen saver state, Wen Ai saw himself on the pitch-black screen, his dazed face showed faint traces of emotion, and every time Yue Xiao licked him with his wet tongue, those traces became more and more obvious .
Wen Ai looked at the screen, watched Yue Xiao's darker-skinned hand slide down his neck, caressed his collarbone, and finally grabbed the collar of the bathrobe and pulled it down, peeling off his naked upper body like an egg. out.
Wen Ai panted and called softly: "Yue, Yue Xiao..."
Yue Xiao bit his smooth shoulder, stopped all movements, leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice: "Baby, I want you, is it okay?"
Wen Ai closed her eyes shyly: "Go to bed..."
"Okay." Yue Xiao kissed Wen Ai's ear, picked him up and put him on the bed, knelt up and leaned over to kiss his lips, his tongue went straight in and the kiss deepened, and his hands kept rubbing his waist Pinch it so that the bathrobe belt won't fall off.
Wen Ai's upper body was naked, and a pair of slender legs were completely exposed, only the short part of the belt barely covered the waist and hips. When Yue Xiao stood up to take off his clothes, he saw the high slit of Wen Ai's bathrobe exposed A pink, tender, round-headed little thing.
Yue Xiao laughed softly: "Baby, you have reacted."
"Don't look!" Wen Ai covered Xiao Xiaoai in shame, bit her lip and dared not look at Yue Xiao.
"It's okay." Yue Xiao pulled his hand away, staring at the little thing with burning eyes, "It's so cute."
Wen Ai's legs were trembling when he watched him, but Yue Xiao directly bent down and hugged him.
Wen Ai softened into a puddle of water, while Yue Xiao was a water drinker, sucking and sucking water non-stop, he had to suck his soul out before finishing.
Not long after, Yue Xiao straightened up, spit out the "water" in his mouth into his hands, and leaned behind Wen Ai.
The room was filled with ambiguous noises, and there was no movement until the middle of the night.
Yue Xiao was very gentle and caring throughout the whole process. He was a little inexperienced at the beginning, but he mastered the skills after one pass. It can be summed up in four words—priority and urgency.
Wen Ai slept until the afternoon before waking up leisurely. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Yue Xiao sitting on the edge of the bed and staring at him unblinkingly. She immediately blushed: "What are you looking at! Who are you trying to scare?"
Yue Xiao wrapped him in a quilt and hugged him into his arms, kissing his cheek lovingly: "Baby."
Wen Ai lowered his head and hid his face under the quilt: "Nicky."
"Really?" Yue Xiao stretched his hand into the quilt, "I feel it to see if it's numb."
"Don't!" Wen Ai twisted her body and hid, but was still tickled by Yue Xiao and laughed, "Itchy, haha, it's so itchy!"
Seeing that Wen Ai can move and jump like a little squirrel, Yue Xiao guessed that there is nothing wrong with Wen Ai's body, but he still pinched Wen Ai's butt and asked, "Is it not uncomfortable?"
Wen Ai shook his head.
Yue Xiao was completely relieved: "After the preparations are done, it will not be easy to cause problems. Last night, I was worried about not lubricating—baby, what's wrong?"
Wen Ai looked at him silently, with an unhappy expression on his face.
Yue Xiao asked nervously: "Still uncomfortable?"
Wen Ai asked angrily: "Why do you know so much?"
Yue Xiao was stunned.
"Your skills are so good, you must have practiced with others, right?" Wen Ai stretched out his hand from the fluffy quilt and punched him on the chest, "You were my boyfriend two years ago, you're cheating! "
"I looked it up online, and I practiced it for the first time yesterday." Yue Xiao couldn't laugh or cry, and hugged him tighter, "Baby, don't be angry, I only want you in this life, and I only love you alone."
Seeing that Wen Ai was still looking at him suspiciously, Yue Xiao couldn't help asking: "Is my technique really that good? So good that you don't even believe me?"
"Shameless." Recalling Yue Xiao's performance last night, Wen Ai blushed, fell back on the bed and shrank into the quilt, his temperature changed in a second.
Because it was the weekend, Wen Ai didn't bother to move back to school, and stayed in the room with Yue Xiao all afternoon, and then squeezed a bed with him at night, the kind of pure sleep under the quilt.
Waking up the next morning, Wen Ai took the bathrobe beside the bed and put it on, rubbed his eyes and went to the bathroom to wash up. While washing his face with his waist bent, he heard the door rang, and then there was a familiar sound of footsteps coming from afar. and near.
Yue Xiao came over and hugged him from behind: "I bought you steamed stuffed buns, with sauced meat."
"You brought it up yourself." Wen Ai turned around abruptly, buried her face in Yue Xiao's chest, all the uncleaned water rubbed on Yue Xiao's clothes, and raised her head at him and raised the corners of her mouth triumphantly , The tail is up to the sky.
Yue Xiao pinched him on the face: "Little villain."
Yue Xiao was wearing a thin T-shirt. The fabric on the chest was wet and stuck tightly to his body, revealing the skin underneath. Wen Ai saw a hideous scar on Yue Xiao's chest, and remembered the uneven hand he touched on Yue Xiao last night, and immediately lifted his T-shirt with a frown.
Several knife scars of different lengths were interlaced on Yue Xiao's body, and there were a few gun scars scattered here and there, one of which was very close to the heart.
Wen Ai put his fingers on the gun scar, and said in a trembling voice: "If it's a little further away, I won't be able to see you."
Yue Xiao put down the T-shirt to cover his bruised body, and wiped away the hot tears on Wen Ai's face: "I'm back, haven't I?"
Wen Ai's eyes were red and her mouth curled up, as sad as if she was the one who was injured, Yue Xiao hugged him into his arms and softly comforted him, the T-shirt was completely wet now.
Wen Ai wiped away tears, grabbed the hem of Yue Xiao's clothes and pulled it up completely, stretched his head forward, and began to kiss those scars.
"Baby?" Yue Xiao was a little surprised, pulled his ear back gently, "There's no need to do this, it's okay."
Wen Ai hugged his waist without letting go, and licked his tongue along the direction of the scar.
Yue Xiao's whole heart was warmed by Wen Ai.
He was mentally prepared the moment he accepted the task. He was not afraid of being injured or bleeding, let alone these healed scars. He didn't want these things to affect Wen Ai's mood, but when Wen Ai really kissed him solemnly, Yue Xiao felt that this life was worth it.
Wen Ai licked all the scars on Yue Xiao's front and back before raising his head: "I feel so sorry for you."
Yue Xiao sighed: "Then why don't you love me one more thing?"
Wen Ai: "What?"
Yue Xiao pushed him hard with his crotch: "What do you think?"
"What are you doing!" Wen Ai let go of his waist and jumped out, "I'm going to eat buns!"
"Where are you going!" Yue Xiao grabbed his arm and pulled it back into his arms, and pulled off the belt on his bathrobe, "Let me taste the stuffed buns with baby stuffing."
Little buns are not eaten, and a man like Yue Xiao, who is very angry and has been hungry for many years, barely stopped talking after eating three in a row. When Wen Ai was carried out of the bathroom, she felt that Yue Xiao had hollowed out her stuffing, leaving only the outer layer of bun skin.
The sauced meat bun that Yue Xiao bought was already cold enough, Yue Xiao said no more, but Wen Ai clamored for it: "It's almost summer, it's okay to eat something cold."
"No." Yue Xiao simply threw a bag of sauced meat buns into the trash can, "Eating cold oil and cold meat can easily spoil your stomach."
"Isn't it all because of you that I'm cold!" Wen Ai rolled over wrapped in the quilt aggrievedly, "You don't feel sorry for me at all, I even said I was hungry and you still refused to pull it out!"
Yue Xiao was provoked by his words so that his stomach became angry again, he stood by the bed and coaxed: "It's my fault, I apologize, but you can't eat cold buns, the baby is obedient."
"Then you go and buy me something hot." Wen Ai sat up and grabbed the corner of the quilt to look at him, all the mottled hickeys were exposed, "It has to be sauced meat."
"Breakfast stalls are closed at this time, I'll go and see if there is a steamed stuffed bun shop." Yue Xiao bent down and covered him tightly with a quilt, otherwise he would be the one to suffer.
Yue Xiao saw a stack of steamers at the entrance of a small restaurant, bought a bag of hot buns and came back, Wen Ai ate them happily, so he stopped fussing with him.
Wen Aila looked at the watch over Yue Xiao's right hand: "It's twelve o'clock, I should go back to school, there are four classes in the afternoon."
Yue Xiao took two paper bags from the table and gave them to him: "I asked Xiao Chen to buy clothes for you, wear these."
The clothes Wen Ai wore the day before yesterday were thrown away under the bed and got dirty. He had been wrapped in a bathrobe for the past two days. He took the bag and put it on, asking, "Do you have any plans for the afternoon?"
Yue Xiao: "Going to a meeting."
Wen Ai was a little disappointed: "Oh."
Yue Xiao smiled: "I'll find you after the class and accompany you to class."
Wen Ai raised her eyebrows: "Then I'll send you the classroom number!"
Yue Xiao kissed him on the lips: "When I finish this job, I will accompany you every day."