Mu Ye Returns Mu Ye Returns

Cheng Mu turned his head, looking as if he would swear to the death, his seductive lips were slightly parted, and he was panting calmly.

The touch under Qin Mubin's palm became hotter and hotter, he chuckled lightly: "Don't tell me?"

Just as Cheng Mu was about to turn his head to speak, he suddenly noticed that Qin Mubin's hand covering his abdomen was moving down. He screamed out, but before he could stop it, Qin Mubin's hand had dexterously slipped into Cheng Mu's pants.

With a cool hand, he touched Cheng Mu's thigh, and slid between Cheng Mu's legs like a snake. Cheng Mu jerked violently, and immediately clamped his legs subconsciously, and Qin Mubin's hand was caught in the middle.

With tears in the corners of Cheng Mu's eyes, he turned his head to look at Qin Mubin, and said in a crying voice, "You, take out your hands, woo, don't bully me, woo."

Qin Mubin viciously moved the clamped hand, and Cheng Mu trembled all over. Qin Mubin had an innocent face, and his voice was extremely ambiguous: "You are clamping me, how can I get out."

After hearing this, Cheng Mu's flushed face became even more crimson, like a red lotus reflecting the sun, blooming extremely delicately, red like blood, he opened his legs slightly, and Qin Mubin pulled his hand away obediently.

Qin Mubin tilted his head to kiss the tears at the corners of Cheng Mu's eyes, and said charmingly, "You still didn't tell me why you were nervous?"

When Qin Mubin touched his eyes, Cheng Mu closed his eyes with a beating heartbeat, his eyelashes trembled as if in shock, and his voice was low and embarrassed: "You, as soon as you touch me, I will nervous."

"Oh?" Qin Mubin looked at Cheng Mu in a little surprise, and with a smirk, he put his arms around Cheng Mu's armpit, picked him up, turned around and sat across from him, Cheng Mu met Qin Mubin Beautiful eyes, slightly dazed.

Qin Mubin pulled Cheng Mu's hand, and slowly pulled it toward his own already burning heat. He said in a hoarse voice, "I won't touch you, then you touch me."

Even through his trousers, Cheng Mu felt his hands were burning like charcoal fire. He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hands as if he had been burned, but Qin Mubin clamped Cheng Mu.

Cheng Mu raised his head and looked at Qin Mubin. Just as he was about to speak, Qin Mubin leaned over and kissed Cheng Mu, and whispered, "Cheng Mu, don't run away, help me."

Drops of water slid down the white porcelain wall of the bathroom, gathered together and formed a stream, and then mischievously fell to the ground. The mirror inlaid with silver edges was covered with a layer of water gauze by the mist.

Cheng Mu blushed. He leaned over and hugged Qin Mubin's neck tightly with one hand. His chin rested on Qin Mubin's shoulder. His hot cheek touched Qin Mubin's side face. With a trembling feeling, he untied Qin Mubin's belt slightly.

The whole bathroom is filled with ambiguous and charming colors, and the outside is quiet and peaceful.

The author has something to say:

La la la, it's over, hee hee, although the writing is terrible and the plot escapes, well, there is no plot at all (squatting in the corner.... blah blah), but it is the first finished article I wrote after all hehe, Sprinkle flowers for yourself.