step over

This sentence sounds too hypocritical, but Fang Youzhong's deep eyes watching Zheng Zhi's emotions are so warm, without any concealment.

Zheng Zhi's breathing was disordered, his head was dizzy, but when he heard Fang Youzhong's question, the corners of his mouth raised abruptly, and he hooked Fang Youzhong's neck with all his remaining strength, and pulled Fang Youzhong down.

His voice was also hoarse and deep, with a hint of magnetism: "What do you think?" He grinned sullenly, breathing on Fang Youzhong's cheeks: "Student Fang Youzhong, what do you think?"

Fang Youzhong was very frank, looking directly at Zheng Zhi's pupils that seemed to be able to seduce him to the [-]th level of hell, and said slowly: "I'm not sure."

Yes, just not sure.

It was the first time for Fang Youzhong to feel that such a fucking relationship turned out to be such a fucking thing. It's good to be alone, but with one more person in his heart, the feeling is different.

Zheng Zhi suddenly pursed his lips, the smile on the corner of his mouth did not fall, but his eyes that seemed to bring Fang Youzhong down were suddenly closed: "Fang Youzhong, if you want to do it, do it quickly, I'm sleepy."

Fang Youzhong raised his eyebrows: "Zheng Zhi."

"What are you doing?" Zheng Zhi groaned, and opened one eye slightly, but there was a playful smile in his eyes, making Fang Youzhong's whole body burning as he watched.

Fang Youzhong's heart is not dead, he has opened his mouth, Zheng Zhi will be a bit unreasonable if he doesn't open his mouth again, and the relationship is not managed by one person, it only makes sense if two people come and go.

So Fang Youzhong, who did not give up, suppressed Zheng Zhi, and at the same time asked Zheng Zhi's question again, whether it was serious or fucking: "Zheng Zhi, do you love me?"

Zheng Zhi turned his head and clicked his tongue.

Fang Youzhong didn't know what to do when he saw Zheng Zhi's smile, and felt a little caught off guard for a while. After all, a smile is a smile, but who knows what emotion is behind Zheng Zhi's smile?

"Zheng Zhi." Already showing a bit of coquettishness, Fang Youzhong laid his whole face in front of Zheng Zhi, with a strong nasal sound between snorting and beating.

Zheng Zhi couldn't help but let go of Fang Youzhong's neck, then pushed Fang Youzhong's damn face away, and said impatiently, "What are you doing?" But the smile in that voice directly betrayed him.

Fang Youzhong raised his eyebrows: "Is it funny? Zheng Zhi."

Seeing Fang Youzhong's appearance, Zheng Zhi couldn't help but hook Fang Youzhong's neck back, so that the eyes of the two directly collided: "What do you think? Fang Youzhong."

It's what you think again.

Fang Youzhong only missed a slap on Zheng Zhi's buttocks. In fact, although Fang Youzhong thought he was thinking about his upper body, this time he directly became an actionist.

He slapped Zheng Zhi's buttocks with a slap, and the crisp sound resounded like this.

Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi's wide-eyed eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch: "Okay, Senior Zheng Zhi, haha!" He said a little sternly: "If you don't answer, I will let your body do it. Answer mine honestly."

Immediately, Fang Youzhong didn't wait for Zheng Zhi to open his mouth, so he quickly and violently grabbed Zheng Zhi's hip bones, and started the regular nine-deep and one-shallow cultivation.

Zheng Zhi couldn't help but grabbed Fang Youzhong's arm beside him with one hand, clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and breathed with the speed of Fang Youzhong's cultivation in his body.

The tight, streamlined lower abdomen rises and falls rhythmically.

Zheng Zhi only felt that his whole body seemed to be occupied by Fang Youzhong, and his violent heartbeat was all because of that fucking Fang Youzhong on his body who had mistaken his position.

Even in the dizziness, what he smelled was Fang Youzhong's damn sweat!Well, Zheng Zhi admitted that it didn't smell bad at all, and it even made his desire to seduce him rise more and more.

But for Fang Youzhong's love...

Zheng Zhi couldn't help but raised his head and gnawed on Fang Youzhong's neck. Naturally, he said a lot of such fucking words, and they could all be regarded as eloquent.

But people who can say it easily... In fact, when they really meet something that wants to say this sentence, those three words... are really fucking hard to say.

Zheng Zhi couldn't say it out of his mouth, so naturally he could only respond to Fang Youzhong's fucking emotions with the most enthusiastic physical actions, the emotions that were so fucked up that they almost burned him to ashes.

In fact, Fang Youzhong, who was dealing with Zheng Zhi, couldn't feel Zheng Zhi's feelings, but the physical affirmation is one thing, and the verbal affirmation is another.

Want to know what Fang Youzhong's goal is?

It is to nibble away Zheng Zhi bit by bit from the beginning to the end, from the inside to the outside, so that he can only belong to himself, so that when he thinks of anything, there will be his shadow.

This is, the possessive desire that belongs to him alone.

But above all else, Fang Youzhong was still a bit restrained, seeing Zheng Zhi who was almost fainting, he quickly ejaculated the semen from the condom.

Even through the thin film of the condom, the temperature of the hot liquid gave Zheng Zhi a good stimulation, Zheng Zhi's body trembled, since he ejaculated uncontrollably.

Looking at Zheng Zhi's chest that was constantly being bullied and covered in sweat, Fang Youzhong also stroked the beautiful contours of Zheng Zhi's face uncomfortably, and said frightenedly: "Zheng Zhi..."

Zheng Zhi gasped heavily.

"You're being fucked by me, you're being fucked by me—" His tone was as joyful as discovering the new world, and he was almost stuttering, obviously not happy.

But before Fang Youzhong finished speaking, Zheng Zhi blocked Fang Youzhong's mouth again, and then he let go weakly: "Fang Youzhong, who fucked you, shut up!"

"Okay, I'll shut up." Fang Youzhong shut up, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't stop, and the guy in Zheng Zhi's body moved again: "Zheng Zhi, let's do it again, shall we? "

Zheng Zhi glared at Fang Youzhong: "Are you thinking about kidney deficiency?"

"If you were the one who squeezed me dry, I would."

The corner of Zheng Zhi's mouth twitched, he decided to ignore Fang Youzhong, and slapped Fang Youzhong's buttocks: "Get out, I'm uncomfortable." At this moment, he still couldn't help rubbing his forehead.

Fang Youzhong, the chief culprit, looked at his uncomfortable look, and couldn't help but put the blame first on Zheng Zhi's body: "I said you and I slept in the same bed, do you need to make this look like you are going to live or die?" ?”

But the body still retreated obediently from Zheng Zhi's body. The fusion that had been bonded for a long time naturally caused the air in the fusion place to be insufficient for a while, so when it was pulled out, the sound was inevitable.

Fang Youzhong felt that he was going to be tough again.

But the other person, Zheng Zhi, ignored the nagging Fang Youzhong. He turned around, turned his back to Fang Youzhong, closed his eyes, opened them again, and finally closed his eyes.

Fang Youzhong pressed beside him, looked at Zheng Zhi's state, and his fingertips landed on Zheng Zhi's chest again without giving up, he swallowed, and silently chanted Zheng Zhi's name.

Zheng Zhi, who was disturbed like this, couldn't help opening his eyes in the end, and clenched Fang Youzhong's wrist tightly. Seeing Fang Youzhong's expression without any sense of guilt as the culprit, he couldn't help feeling annoyed.

"Fang Youzhong, you'd better not be nervous, don't think I don't know what you did?"

Fang Youzhong knew that maybe Zheng Zhi understood that he had drugged him, but so what, this time he obviously won again, Zheng Zhi did not take him down, not only did he not take him down, but was taken down by him instead.

However, we should still show our weakness. Of course, when he was not clearly accused of crimes, Fang Youzhong still had a bit of luck: "Didn't I just fuck you?..."

Fang Youzhong obviously saw Zheng Zhi's murderous expression because of his words, so he couldn't help but kissed the corner of Zheng Zhi's mouth: "Okay, go to sleep, I won't disturb you."

The corners of Zheng Zhi's mouth twitched, watching Fang Youzhong turn over beside him, feeling Fang Youzhong's hands and feet wrapped around his body again, he suddenly sighed: "Fang Youzhong."

"what happened?"

"I really think you're sick."

"Well, I'm sick, I've been poisoned." Fang Youzhong, who was scolded by Zheng Zhi so obliquely, admitted frankly: "I was poisoned by a man named Zheng Zhi."

Then the body surrounding Zheng Zhi rubbed Zheng Zhi's smooth skin again: "Zheng Zhi, you say you...do you want to detoxify me? I'm really uncomfortable."

Zheng Zhi suddenly turned around and looked at Fang Youzhong, facing Fang Youzhong with a very serious expression: "Fang Youzhong, tell me the truth, are you gay?"

"It wasn't before I met you again." Fang Youzhong boasted shamelessly.

Zheng Zhi clicked his tongue: "Really?"

"Really...Zheng Zhi." The world can learn from each other, Fang Youzhong is really not gay, Fang Youzhong is really just a bisexual who can choose a man or a woman.

Zheng Zhi pinched Fang Youzhong's chin: "Don't let me know you're lying, Fang Youzhong."

Fang Youzhong raised his eyebrows, but he really didn't understand why Zheng Zhi wanted to ask this question: "Zheng Zhi, actually I don't understand why you are so obsessed about whether I am gay or not?"

Zheng Zhi pursed his lips, and looked at Fang Youzhong in a complicated way: "Don't you know?"

"What can I know?" Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi, and while waiting for Zheng Zhi to say something, he added another sentence: "I don't know when I became a know-it-all."

Zheng Zhi's hand covered Fang Youzhong's face, and he didn't know what he was thinking for a moment, but then Zheng Zhi suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "It's okay, actually I'm just a little guilty."

"Fang Youzhong, do you know? This road is not easy."

Hearing Zheng Zhi's words, Fang Youzhong couldn't help laughing: "It's not easy to go, it's like having a bad time." His face moved closer to Zheng Zhi's, and looked at Zheng Zhi's slightly smiling face with a smile. Surprised expression.

"Zheng Zhi, this is not you, you shouldn't be such a sentimental person."

Zheng Zhi moved his lips, wanting to say something, but Fang Youzhong suddenly pressed his hips, looked at him with an ambiguous expression, "Could it be that Boss Zheng Zhi was made sentimental by me?" ?"

"Get out!!!" Zheng Zhi was really angry this time.

The author has something to say: Fang Youzhong: Do you just get lost if you say so?

Zheng Zhi: Get out!