sorry i want you

What is that old saying?

A wife is worse than a concubine and a concubine is worse than a concubine... This kind of sneaky feeling is really exciting.

Although Ou Jiming was flustered in his heart, he didn't almost want to stop, but acted more daringly.

His hand slid up Xin Yue's waist, touching greedily.

He knew that he had gone too far now, and Xin Yue might wake up at any time, but he didn't want to stop because of it.

The hand that fell on the opponent's waist became even more unscrupulous.

Even wanted to get into his pants.

He buried his face in Xin Yue's shoulder, breathing heavily, his breath was full of his smell.

Heart beating wildly thinking of him, wanting it now, right here.

He took Xin Yue's hand and pressed it on his pants.

With a soft response, he held his breath and felt the touch of his fingertips on Xinyue's skin.

He kept recalling the images of the two of them together in his mind, and his body began to boil.

He was almost out of control.

Sitting up suddenly from the ground, if he hadn't gotten up so fast just now, he might have already pinned him down by now.

Seeing Xin Yue who was still sleeping peacefully, Ou Jiming suddenly gritted his teeth with hatred. He was suffering so much, but he was sleeping peacefully as if nothing happened.

The small tent was about to break through the sky, Ou Jiming could only let Xin Yue go for the time being, and turned to go to the other side of the warehouse.

He shrank in the corner and took off his pants...

After a while, there was a deep and depressed panting sound in the whole warehouse, which was really provocative...

Amidst the panting, Xin Yue slowly opened his mouth.He turned over and suddenly raised the hand that had been forced to touch Ou Jiming's pants just now, his eyes were dimmed in the blurred light.

Ou Jiming didn't dare to go back to sleep after finishing the solution, but went outside to blow a gust of cold wind, ran around the warehouse for a dozen times, and returned to the warehouse until he was too tired.

Originally, he planned to find a new place to sleep by himself, but when he passed by Xin Yue, he saw that he was curled up on the ground and shivered, and he hugged himself even more tightly, so he gave up the idea of ​​sleeping alone, and he started again. Lie down beside Xin Yue.

As before, Xin Yue leaned over as soon as he felt the heat source behind him.

The faint body odor immediately entered Ou Jiming's nostrils, and he couldn't help but took a deep breath, only feeling that his life was miserable, and why did he let Xin Yue, a torturer, suffer.

The two slept until the next morning, and Xin Yue woke up from hunger.

He moved uncomfortably among the clothes.When he looked up, he saw Ou Jiming lying beside him.

Ou Jiming was breathing evenly and hadn't woken up yet.A faint blush appeared on Xin Yue's face, and he checked himself subconsciously.He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there were no suspicious traces on his body.

He propped himself up and got up, planning to go home and go back to sleep.

But he had been sleeping on his side last night, and half of his body was already numb. He just propped up his body when he suddenly lost strength and fell back.

The head hit Ou Jiming's arm, and the body hit Ou Jiming even more, almost half of it overlapped with his.

He was startled for fear of disturbing Ou Jiming, so he looked at him cautiously, only to see Ou Jiming frowning and opened his eyes.

The eyes of the two met, Xin Yue felt apologetic, while Ou Jiming's brows furrowed deeper, and a flash of pain flashed in his eyes.

They were almost close together, mouth to nose, nose to nose, eye to eye.

How long has it been since they opened their eyes in the morning and saw each other for the first time.

How long has it been since they received each other's good morning kisses.

Sunlight poured in from the glass windows of the warehouse, scattered all over the ground.Half of Xin Yue's face was in the light and half in the shadows.

Time went back to before the breakup, and they woke up like this almost every morning.

Seeing each other for the first time, exchanging a warm or warm good morning kiss, or getting up for breakfast, or eating each other in bed.

Ou Jiming's heart moved, and he kissed Xin Yue.

The lips of the two overlapped.

Xin Yue closed his eyes almost subconsciously.

The breaths of the two are glued together, lingering with each other, and the detailed and familiar touch makes the three views upgrade.

Ou Jiming reached out and pinched the back of Xin Yue's head, deepening the kiss.

The tip of his tongue traced his teeth, carefully found the opening, and pushed hard.

His tongue slid in and pulled out wantonly in his mouth.

Ou Jiming is very good at kissing.

Xin Yue was almost limp in his arms, deprived of the lips and tongue to speak, he only had time to hum from his nose soft and crisp into his bones.

Ou Jiming's hand on the back of his head slipped all the way, and he kept stroking.From the vest to the waist, there was an itchy and numb feeling.

Then, the palm of his hand poked in from the hem of his clothes, and his big cold hand touched his hot lower back, Xin Yue couldn't help shivering.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the eyes that were still stained with lust were suddenly clear, and were quickly stained with shock and surprise.

He put his hands on Ou Jiming's chest and said with all his strength, "Let me go!"

Ou Jiming was forced to separate from him, and his bosom, which was full before, suddenly became empty.

Panting low, there was already a flame swimming in his body, and it was Xin Yue who stoked his fire.

He vigorously wanted to pull Xin Yue back and forcefully wanted to kiss him again.

As soon as his lips touched Xin Yue's nose, Xin Yue raised his hand and slapped Ou Jiming hard on the face.

Ou Jiming's face was crooked from the beating, and there was a fishy sweetness in his mouth.

Xin Yue glared at him angrily at first, and after both of them calmed down for a while, he apologized helplessly: "Sorry, I just woke up just now, my mind is not clear, I thought you were... Jiayao." He looked away , do not look at Ou Jiming.

He is afraid of revealing his emotions.

Ou Jiming was furious: "Don't tell me, you just thought I was Tang Jiayao's substitute, and you thought he was kissing you."

Xin Yue frowned, raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth: "I'm sorry, it was all my fault just now, because I didn't see the person clearly." His demeanor and movements seemed to have something unclean on his lips.

Ou Jiming is angry, what does his action mean?

Dislike it?

It was just kissing him, so is it necessary to treat it as something dirty?

He has mixed feelings in his heart.

Xin Yue noticed his unhappiness, smiled awkwardly at him, and said, "Sorry, don't mind, I don't dislike you for being dirty, I just..." He paused slightly, his eyes turned, Then he said, "You know my relationship with Jiayao now, so I don't want to smell like anyone else, or he will be unhappy."

The muscles on Ou Jiming's face twitched wildly, and he couldn't control it.

He gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger and squeezed out the words: "Are you going to protect yourself like a jade for the surname Tang?" He was not so single-minded when he was with himself!