Three times, two times, three times, Nie Renyan, who had been unable to get relief, finally saw the opportunity one night, and threw Ye Zhao, who was packing clean clothes, onto the bed from behind, and pressed Ye Zhao's waist with his broad palms. The other hand clasped his wrist tightly, pressing deep creases on the soft pillow.
"What exactly do you think of Lao Tzu? Huh?" Nie Renyan asked in a feigned anger.
"Get up for me—" Ye Zhao frowned, trying to break free from restraint or lift him off his body. In such a dangerous state of being suppressed, he still had a very calm look on his face, and he didn't even look at it. Nie Renyan said, "What are you doing? Food is in short supply now, so of course it's a stockpile." But the momentary tautness of his waistline revealed a trace of tension under his coldness.
"..." Nie Renyan twitched the corners of his mouth, and was really stimulated by the words "reserved grain", but with his brain full of tofu scum, he was almost speechless for a moment before thinking of something and approached Ye Zhaoer. On the side, Shen Chen gave a wicked smile and said, "What's the point of stockpiling, eat when you're hungry, and say if you need it, I have a lot of energy, and you don't need to stock it up, it's enough for you."
From a high school student in their teens to the age of nearly 30, the two have known each other for more than ten years, and they know each other better than they know themselves. Naturally, Nie Renyan knows every sensitive point about Ye Zhao. Knowing what kind of actions will make Ye Zhao blush and what kind of actions will make his body soften - including speaking into Ye Zhao's ear sockets in a deep voice, Ye Zhao will immediately respond when he speaks. Tried and tested.
"I don't need it, you go down!" Sure enough, Ye Zhaomei's heart skipped a beat and turned his head to avoid Nie Renyan. He barely maintained a cold and solemn face, and his voice was half stuffed into the pillow, which sounded like a slightly nasal sound. , his voice was softer than usual, and his ears were instantly congested and red when Nie Renyan opened his mouth.
Nie Renyan pressed the hand on Ye Zhao's waist and stroked Ye Zhao's entire shoulder, lightly touched Ye Zhao's auricle, and smiled with a strong teasing tone: "Are you sure?"
Although it was winter, especially after the number of people in the city was greatly reduced, the winter that should have gradually come to an end seems to have been extended a lot, and it was much colder and harder to endure than in previous years. , but do not need extra warmth, so on such a night, even if there is no heating in the house, and no heating equipment, both of them only wore simple shirts.
In addition to the comfortable cotton T-shirts Ye Zhao used to wear at home, his clothes have always been well-cut shirts and trousers. Even when he arrived at the base, when the resources available for selection were limited, he still exchanged the accumulated centimeters for them. Picked up a few sets of relatively pleasing shirts for a convenient wash. However, these shirts are naturally not as good as his own. There are two that are a little too long to wear, and he uses them as home clothes.
He was wearing one of these at this time. This white shirt is not like the previous ones. It can wrap the thin muscles on Ye Zhao's shoulders, the butterfly bones that bulge with the movement, and the tight waistline. Zhao was thinner than he actually was, and with his head half tilted on the pillow, he suddenly reminded Nie Renyan of Ye Zhao when he was a student. For Nie Renyan, it was quite a visual and sensory stimulation.
I don't know if it was because of this sudden delusion that Nie Renyan became more presumptuous. Before he could react, the hand that was fiddling with Ye Zhao's earlobe had already reached into Ye Zhao's body from the side. Under the pressure close to the weight of the two, he slowly moved from Ye Zhao's soft abdomen to the bottom.
"You!" Ye Zhao weighed most of Nie Renyan's weight on his body, while Nie Renyan's hand was undoing the buckles and zippers of his trousers. The pincer attack caused the calm mask on his face to shatter in an instant, and he took a deep breath. . He freed one hand from Nie Renyan's one-handed restraint, and hurriedly tried to stop the mischievous hand under him, but before he grabbed his wrist, Nie Renyan had already pulled out his shirt, from the loose waistband of his trousers. He touched it in between, and accurately grasped a part that had a tendency to wake up.
"No... demand?" Nie Renyan kissed Ye Zhao's neck where the neckline was exposed, his hot lips leaving one after another scorching sensations on Ye Zhao's cool skin. Nie Renyan's wrists moved regularly in his lower abdomen, dry and dry. The calloused palm made Ye Zhao feel numb from the lumbar spine, the base of the ears and the shoulder socket.
A certain part gradually hardened under Nie Renyan's movements, and the top would occasionally rub against the wrinkled sheet under him. The comfort of being controlled by intelligence washed away the heat under his eyes, "Um..." He let out a suppressed murmur, his black eyelashes fluttered twice, and then slowly turned into a slightly closed state, covering the eyes under the hood. A small shadow.
Nie Renyan kissed Ye Zhao's eyelids, turned him over to face him, and under the half-covered hem of his white shirt, his palm touched Ye Zhao's chest, and then moved down, passing through the sexy With the obvious groin, he reached into the trousers that were loosely hanging on his hips again, and continued to soothe Ye Zhao's urgent desire to be relieved.
Ye Zhao, who was teased more and more intolerably, even raised his waist subconsciously when Nie Renyan touched him. This small gesture obviously made Nie Renyan even more excited. It would be a torment for him to endure for one more second, so he accelerated the speed of teasing in his hands. Soon, Ye Zhao gasped for a while, then grabbed Nie Renyan's wrist and released it, his usual cold eyes were full of disappointment. Dazed afterwards.
Before Ye Zhao came back, Nie Renyan took off the clothes on Ye Zhao's lower body in twos and threes, and the turbid object on his hand reached behind and started to expand. He has always been reluctant to let Ye Zhao feel the unbearable pain, so every time he expands, he does it very carefully. He is so careful that Ye Zhao can't bear it, and he can't bear it because of the friction somewhere in his body. Standing tall and saying, "You... you, enough!... "
His originally vague reason became more and more mushy under Nie Renyan's fingers, gurgling like boiling water that was gradually evaporating. Just when he tilted his head and buried his cheeks halfway into the pillow, Nie Renyan finally withdrew his fingers and put on something harder and hotter.
At the moment of the fit, Ye Zhao felt almost no pain at all. He only felt that the lump of soreness that had accumulated at the tail vertebra that could not be relieved was scratched heavily, which instantly made him feel extremely ashamed and comfortable. When he opened, with Nie Renyan's movements from shallow to deep, wave after wave spread to the limbs and bones.
At the moment when his rationality completely collapsed, he saw from his half-closed eyes that Nie Renyan's clothes were still in a state of order, compared with his upper body, which was a slightly longer shirt that could barely cover up, which made him extremely ashamed. It somehow made him uncontrollably more excited.
From the neckline with the two buttons open, you can see the obvious flushing spread from Ye Zhao's chest to his neck instantly.
In Nie Renyan's faster and faster offensive, a thin layer of sweat oozes out of his forehead, his expression became more and more at a loss, his pupils were a little slack, and he looked at the top of the room from his eyelashes, and the mist under his eyes became more and more dense. Thick, physiological tears that eventually accumulated in the corners of his eyes slipped down and smeared into the pillow.
Nie Renyan leaned over his neck to kiss and gnaw, with a force from under him, hitting the depths, Ye Zhaopan clenched his hands tightly on his shoulders, and the insteps instantly tensed, and after a while, he let out a heavy gasp.
Nie Renyan, who finally succeeded, relied on the talent and energy of the two to toss and toss Ye Zhaoyi all night, so that Ye Zhao, who originally only needed two or three hours of sleep, slept for the whole morning the next day.
Outside the base, there was a group of fat snakes with no eyesight, scurrying around with their six stubby mini calves. It only appeared for a few minutes, and the land within a radius of thousands of miles was dry and had a tendency to crack, green and green. The old trees have become wilted, and most of the crops that have grown in the farmland for a few days have died.
The master blew like a gust of wind to the hut on the mountainside, and without being polite, he started to slam the door: "Damn, a group of fat snakes appeared from nowhere, Ye boy, come out and help, and then the drought After a while, the last grain of food will be dead! By then, the base will have nearly 10,000 mouths, eating horses?!"
Ye Zhao got out of bed with a serious air of getting up, and because of Nie Renyan's lack of restraint, Ye Zhao, who was in a very low air pressure, got out of bed with murderous aura. He walked to the door before Nie Renyan talked nonsense with the master. The tone of the frozen man said: "What are you afraid of, there is still one here after all the dead. It's no problem for the prototype to slaughter the people who feed a base."
The master looked at Nie Renyan in horror: "..." What did the stinky boy do to make Ye Xiaozi like this, his face is almost blackened into the bottom of the pot!
Before the two could react, Ye Zhao disappeared in place, leaving only a gust of wind blowing across the old face of the master, ripping out the folds on the master's face.
After a while, monstrous waves rolled in, and the lakes and streams between the mountains and forests filled up in an instant. A thin waterfall in the distance suddenly turned into a huge water curtain and slammed down from a cliff at a height of 100 feet. In the interim, many ancient beasts couldn't dodge the waves that were directly drowned, and they only emerged from the water after a few seconds, and they were like a drowning chicken.
"Damn it! Ye Zhao is trying to save the drought, it's like slaughtering the city!" Luo Xiaochen stared out from the top-floor dormitory, and saw Nie Renyan's figure chasing after him. The ancient beasts in the forest tossed over and over, and shot it a few meters away from the base, and then slowly faded away like a low tide.
Xia Zhiming twitched the corners of his mouth: "..." It was definitely Nie Renyan who was not afraid to provoke him.