The Bird and the Golden Cage

Chapter 13

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Is more synopsis: Interrogation of OvO.

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Yan Zhen started kissing him again, starting from the earlobe that could be kissed by tilting his head, all the way along the artery on the side of the neck, kissing his exquisite collarbone, leaving little marks. Su Jinxin was just obedient and told him not to move, so he really didn't move, knelt down cautiously, didn't dare to put his weight on Yan Zhen, stretched his back, and let Yan Zhen's hand count the bones along the spine. He crawled down steadily until he reached the tail vertebra, and said softly, "It's fine if you don't have lubrication. I washed it myself at noon."

Yan Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

Su Jinxin has always been the most patient and caring. But recently, Yan Zhen felt more and more often that he was too good-natured, too tolerant and unbearable. I often think to myself if I have bullied him too much.

"What? I look like such a rude person?" Yan Zhen asked.

Su Jinxin hurriedly shook his head: "No, it's because you're very gentle... It's just okay to have it once in a while, I can stand it, and..." He moved his buttocks and lightly rubbed against Yan Zhen's stiff part, "This way... not so good. Let's go back to the room. In the afternoon, someone is cleaning the corridor..."

"Do you want me to ring the bell to clear the field?" Yan Zhen asked.

Su Jinxin blushed.

Lying on his chest without speaking.

"It seems that I don't want it," Yan Zhen pinched his face. "It's been so long, who doesn't know that—you're still shy?"

Su Jinxin rubbed his neck: "There will still be a little bit." But immediately raised his head again, "Ah, if you want to..."

"I don't want to," Yan Zhen pecked him, "whatever you think is good."

It wasn't long before Su Jinxin woke up, and his defense was extremely low. There was no way to look at him. He just glanced at him and buried his head: "It's all good if you say it."

Yan Zhen bit his ear lightly, poked under the sofa with his backhand, and took out a new tube of lubrication from the dark compartment: "So obedient?"

"Then originally," Su Jinxin's voice became smaller and smaller, and he rubbed his breath against Yan Zhen's ear, "it's all taught by you...whatever you like..."—Yan Zhen knew him when he heard this. Most of them had a sultry heart, but halfway through the words, they were embarrassed, so they wanted to tease him: "Aren't you afraid of pain? Aren't you afraid of getting hurt? What if you can't get out of bed tomorrow?"

"It doesn't matter a little bit, I can bear it," Su Jinxin replied quite naturally. "Besides, I don't have to go to school now, so I can just slack off for a day."

Yan Zhenxin said this.

There was one time when I drank wine and couldn't hold back, so I just poured the wine into it hastily. Couldn't see anything on the spot. The next day, Su Jinxin had a fever of 40 degrees, was in a cold sweat, and was confused. Yan Zhen was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold, and his intestines were blue with regret. Don't dare to mess like this again. Su Jinxin remembered whether to eat or not to fight. If he didn't take it seriously, he turned his head and forgot about it. He dared to say such a thing.

Yan Zhen slapped him on the buttocks punishingly: "Last time I was burning nonsense, and I forgot it so quickly? Don't even think about such a dangerous thing in the future."

Without waiting for him to answer, he warmed the oil in his palm and pushed it in with one finger.

Su Jinxin snorted, her waist collapsed immediately, her acupuncture points contracted, and she looked up at Yan Zhen blankly: "This is..."

Yan Zhen was a little smug, shaking his hands to lubricate.

Su Jinxin was even more curious: "Where did it come from?"

"Guess what?" Yan Zhen looked at him and smiled, his fingers slowly turning in his body.

Su Jinxin's eyes were immediately covered with a thin layer of water mist, and he couldn't see people clearly, let alone guess, so he could only make a soft guttural sound like a small animal: "I don't know, uh... Um… "

Yan Zhen was reluctant to embarrass him, so he leaned close to his ear, licked his earlobe back and forth with the tip of his tongue, pressed his throat and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm ready, I'm hiding under this sofa, Just waiting here to fuck you."

Su Jinxin couldn't bear Yan Zhen's sober words like this.

Immediately, the whole body turned pink. His thighs shuddered uncontrollably, and his whole body pressed against Yan Zhen's body, and the soft flesh wrapped around Yan Zhen's fingers also wriggled about to move.

Yan Zhen took advantage of the situation and put another finger in: "I still have a lot ready in this room. I have them all over the place. I can fuck you anytime, anywhere." - The tone of this sentence is very serious, and the hands are also matched with superlatives. Seriously press down on the sensitive point in Su Jin's heart.

Su Jinxin groaned, finally unable to kneel, and fell into Yan Zhen's arms.

Yan Zhen hugged him full, feeling his weight contentedly: "How about it, do you like to let me fuck?"

"I like it." Su Jinxin answered this question quickly—or perhaps it was a conditioned reflex for him.

Yan Zhen felt a little sweet in his heart, but he was not satisfied: "Where do you like it?"

"All, all good." Su Jinxin was out of breath.

Yan Zhen's movements slowed down a bit, and he freed a hand to stroke his back: "Really?"

Su Jinxin thought he didn't believe it, and felt wronged: "I've washed it myself..." - This is so shameful, as soon as he said it, his whole body turned red again, turning into a cooked shrimp.

Yan Zhen's heart swelled, and he squeezed his chin and kissed him: "Do you know I'll be back early today?"

"I don't know." Su Jinxin said honestly.

"Then why are you so nice?"

"It's just... um... I haven't done it for a long time... I'm almost healed... I think... you might... think about it," Su Jinxin hid her head in Yan Zhen's neck, spitting out two or three words. "I'm afraid you... think of it, it's troublesome... "

"I like it, it's not troublesome." Yan Zhen added another finger to his body - this is the truth, not just to coax him: watching the person he likes slowly open his body for him in his arms, yes A very beautiful experience worth savoring, not only physically, but also psychologically, especially Su Jinxin is very sensitive. After touching it for a long time, it will be like a kitten who is in heat for the first time, and will rub against it regardless. Super wanting and super shy, don't know what to do, so cute.

"What about Jinxin, do you like it or not?" Yan Zhen asked, seeing that he was almost worn out, and Su Jinxin had already mumbled "want" in a daze.

"I like it." Su Jinxin nodded in seconds.

"Want it?"

"want."

"What do you want?" Yan Zhen attacked his sensitive points with three fingers wickedly.

Su Jinxin gasped and said intermittently, "I want you, no fingers, I want you..."

Yan Zhen took his fingers out, pulled down the zipper and released the weapon against Su Jinxin's acupoint: "Do you want this?"

"Well... yes." Su Jinxin twisted her waist and was about to swallow.

Yan Zhen supported his butt: "I'll give it to you if you answer me a question, okay?"

"Ah... oh, huh?" Su Jinxin squeezed out a few questioning syllables between her breaths.

Yan Zhen tilted his head, pressed his forehead, and asked word by word, "Who is the person drawn in the book?"