Han Yue's bathing process that night was simply torture, and it was unilateral to Chu Ci.
For Han Yue, as long as he can get real benefits, how can he be shameless? As long as he can knock down Chu Ci, who is as cold as frost for thousands of years, is it a shame to be naked and play hooligans, or to get an erection in front of his face
If it wasn't for his weak legs, Chu Ci would have slammed the door and left. After all, not everyone has the courage to endure a big man keeping his erection and staring at him.
"My dear, just give me a touch, just a touch." Han Yue followed Chu Ci and ran around the room like a huge mangy dog, "I'm satisfied with one touch, really, I don't ask for anything at all." many… "
Chu Ci couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly strode to the gate and opened it, and there was an empty stairway outside. Han Yue was completely naked, so startled, he crawled into the nearest room.
"I'll give you a minute to get dressed and get out, go outside and call Miss!"
Han Yue was deeply afraid that Chu Ci would really drive him out of the house naked, so he immediately succumbed: "You, you, you, close the door, I won't call you Miss, I promise not to mess around!"
Chu Ci closed the door heavily with a bang, and went back to the bedroom without looking back.
Han Yue poked his head out, and it took him a long time to make sure that he was not in danger of being forced to run naked, and then he slowly pushed the bedroom door. Chu Ci was sitting on the bed watching a video, with a cold expression on his face, showing no expression at all. He was wearing a white bathrobe, and the bedside lamp dyed the fair skin on his neck and chest into a warm color, making him look very soft, and Han Yue couldn't help but pounce on him.
Chu Ci didn't expect him to explode so quickly, but he was stunned for a moment. When he realized it, Han Yue had already carried the quilt into his arms. The side shoulders to the back are all exposed to the air.
Chu Ci frowned and turned her face away, avoiding Han Yue's kiss, "You fucking...you fucking smell bad!"
Han Yueqi: "You can also be rude?!... But my dear, you are also very beautiful when you are rude, and it looks very refreshing." He breathed into the palm of his hand and smelled it again, frowning Said: "It's just the smell of two cigarettes, I thought it really stinks."
His eyes searched around the bedside table, looking for tea to rinse his mouth, but he only found a cup of high-calcium milk that Chu Ci cooked for him every night. At this time, he was so impatient that he was about to explode, and he didn't even care about the milk that he always hated. He drank it in two or three gulps to eliminate the smell of tobacco in his mouth, then pushed Chu Ci on the bed, and said with a smile: "It's okay. You only have taste buds in your mouth."
As he spoke, he pressed Chu Ci's waist tightly, bent down and slowly took that meek and silent organ into his mouth.
Chu Ci was shocked as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, but before he bounced up, Han Yue sucked it in forcefully, and the saliva in his mouth rubbed against his lower body to make a lewd sound of water. This stimulation was so strong that it was beyond imagination. Chu Ci let out a cry at that time, and then clenched his teeth tremblingly. The expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was pain or joy. .
Han Yue has never performed oral sex. The last time was the first time in his life, but he is quite talented and self-taught. In practice, he quickly learned to rub and suck with his mouth, and he did not forget to carefully stimulate with his teeth. .
Just before the explosion, he suddenly raised his head, turned Chu Ci over, panted and smiled while expanding roughly, "Come with me, okay?"
Chu Ci closed her eyes, her eyelashes were trembling, and there was an embarrassing expression on her face.
"Feel ashamed?... What's there to be ashamed of? Sexual desire is one of the most fundamental and basic human desires. Everyone has it, and everyone is the same. There is nothing special about you." Han Yue kissed the corner of Chu Ci's mouth, The distance between them is so close that even their breaths are tightly entwined, "Honey, this kind of thing is not because I want to insult you on purpose, but because I want to see you happy, I want you to enjoy all this, I want to see Seeing that you are a little popular..."
While talking in a hurry, he inserted himself into it as patiently and gently as possible. The too slow movement made every inch of friction of the skin extraordinarily clear, Chu Ci's fingers gradually grasped the bed sheet tightly, and finally let out a moan like weeping.
Han Yue stared closely at Chu Ci's expression, saw him frowning tightly, saw the hair on his forehead soaked with sweat, saw his expression of bewilderment because he was forced to experience the pleasure, and suddenly felt a surge in his heart. An indescribable hot feeling.
He wanted to go on like this forever. Seeing that Chu Ci showed such an expression because of him, although he usually wore a calm and plain mask, he would turn around to save him when he was in danger, take care of him when he was injured, and take care of him when he was injured. Because of him, I feel excruciating joy and happiness.
Although he has always been reticent and doesn't give a good face all day long, as long as he shows a smile occasionally, Han Yue can't wait to give him his heart and liver, and win his favor for a while.
Such a feeling that I can't put it down, I like it so much that my heart trembles.
Han Yue didn't know how to describe this feeling. He kissed Chu Ci's face, from the forehead to the nose, from the lips to the corners of the mouth, as if holding his whole world in his arms, and sighed over and over again: "Chu Ci, you know Well, I fucking miss you..."
Under the violent impact, Chu Ci groaned for a while, gasped and said, "I don't need it."
"Why don't you need it? You obviously need it." Han Yue punitively tightened his movements a few times. It seemed that when he hit a certain point, Chu Ci suddenly trembled, his body seemed to pass through a small electric current, and his muscles All of a sudden, it was tense to the limit, and even the vagina of the lower body was tightened even more.
"I see, isn't it here?" Han Yue laughed in a low voice, deliberately speeding up his movements and rushing towards that point every time. This kind of stimulation was simply destructive, Chu Ci broke out into a crying moan, and the impact was so deep and hard that he couldn't even breathe.
"Easy, light!... Enough, enough!... Ah..."
Han Yue took a heavy breath, stopped and asked: "Is it really enough? No more? Huh?"
It was about to reach a climax but was interrupted again and again, and the emptiness that had never been felt hit like a tide. The numbness and soreness made people go crazy, Chu Ci gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes were blurred by the watery light. He could feel the hard touch coming from the place where his lower body was inserted, and he was hooked and made his whole body go limp, but he couldn't be satisfied.
Han Yue looked into his eyes, and said thoughtfully: "You make me feel like a bully..."
Chu Ci frowned, and the next moment Han Yue was forced to shut up, because Chu Ci pushed him down all at once, then turned over and sat up, almost riding on his waist, panting and coldly said: "Sometimes I am quite Hooligans, just don't hooligans you."
Han Yue stared at him dumbfounded, as if meeting him for the first time today. Chu Ci didn't give him any more time to be shocked, because he pressed Han Yue's waist and started to move by himself. The surging pleasure not only brought strong physical pleasure, but also extremely strong psychological stimulation. Han Yue's mind went blank for an instant, and he almost forgot everything, so he could only instinctively grab Chu Ci's waist and press him down hard.
He looked at Chu Ci's misty eyes, at the red corners of his eyes, at his sweat flowing down his neck onto his bare chest, at his gritted teeth, and his forbearing face soaked in sweat. Take this scene deeply into the depths of your mind. The happiness and joy at this moment is so intense that Han Yue will never forget it for the rest of his life.
That night even Han Yue felt that it was too crazy, time seemed to pass very fast, and when he finally felt exhausted and sleepy, the wall clock on the wall had already shown that it was past two o'clock in the morning. He was so tired that he didn't even bother to do a little cleaning, he bit the tip of Chu Ci's ear and asked vaguely: "Let's deal with it tomorrow morning, huh?"
Chu Ci tilted her head, as if she had fallen asleep.
Han Yue kissed his face again, and fell asleep contentedly.
There was still a faint smell of musk in the bedroom, which smelled particularly ambiguous. Soon Han Yue's deep and regular breathing sounded, snoring slightly.
In the dark, Chu Ci opened her eyes, gently opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a tiny spray from inside. He put the spray about thirty centimeters away from Han Yue's nose and sprayed it a few times.
Han Yue seemed to feel something, shrunk his head into the pillow, but then fell into a deeper sleep.
Chu Ci observed quietly for a few minutes, making sure that he was really asleep, and then gently put the spray into the computer bag beside her bed. Immediately afterwards, he took out his mobile phone, which was dimly lit in the dark, and the time displayed was half past twelve.
He set the alarm for six in the morning, then lay back on the bed and closed his eyes.
The night passed quickly.
Chu Ci slept very deeply this time, her body was in the most relaxed state. Because of his cooperation and initiative at night, he didn't suffer any injuries. He woke up when the alarm bell rang for the first time. When he woke up, he didn't feel anything strange except for a little soreness in his muscles.
It was dark outside, and Han Yue was still asleep, unable to wake up even when there was thunder.
Chu Ci drew the curtains to prevent sunlight from coming in, and then walked to the wall clock on the wall. At this time, the time on the wall clock was in the early eight o'clock. He set the time back six hours, and then put the clock back.
It was still early when we went out, and the wind was mixed with water vapor, blowing coolly. On the road, there were a few pedestrians rushing to work and school, and they all hurried past with their heads down.
Chu Ci's shirt was covered with a thick black sheep wool coat, which made her complexion extremely pale. He was driving that white second-hand Honda, and a computer bag was thrown on the passenger seat. He didn't know what was stuffed in the bag, and it was bulging.
The car stopped at the gate of a subway station not far from home, and then Chu Ci locked the car and walked into the subway station.
Han Qiang originally made an appointment at 8:30, but who knew that Chu Ci hadn't arrived after waiting for 20 minutes. He tapped the glass table impatiently, and was about to order another cup of coffee when his phone rang.
"Hello? Chugong? Why haven't you arrived yet!... What? The car broke down?" Han Qiang burst out laughing, "Second brother is really, I don't even know how to buy you a better car. I must say he is going!... Let's go, where are you now?... What, lost? It's your first day in Beijing?... Come on, tell me if there are any landmarks around you, I will drive to pick you up you."
I don't know what was said on the phone, Han Qiang nodded: "I see, just wait!"
He hung up the phone, got up and walked out the door of the coffee shop.
Chu Ci slowly slid on the phone cover, and the early winter morning sun reflected in his eyes, showing a kind of cold watery light.
The place where he was waiting was a bit remote, and after twenty minutes, a black BMW drove up from the corner of the street and stopped in front of him. Han Qiang poked his head out and laughed, and asked, "Did you eat so early? Where's Han Yue?"
"Sleep at home." Chu Ci got into the car, looked sideways at Han Qiang, and smiled slightly: "It was late last night."
With an ambiguous expression of sudden realization, Han Qiang nodded and clicked his tongue several times, and then asked, "Where are we going?"
"Go north, in the direction of the Beijing-Tibet Expressway."
"so far?"
"When you come back, you can take a look at a few apartments along the way, and see which one you like best."
Han Qiang nodded and said, "That's right." Then he started the car.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Chu Ci suddenly took out a spray half a palm long from his pocket. Before Han Qiang could react, he just sprayed the spray on this side lightly. In an instant, a smell of anesthesia mixed with ether came oncoming. Before Han Qiang had time to make a sound, he felt his hands and feet go limp and numb. Immediately afterwards, his vision went dark, and he fainted in the driver's seat.
The last image before falling into the darkness was Chu Ci staring at him condescendingly, his gaze was so cold that it made people shudder, as if he was not looking at a living person.