Butler Counterattack

A certain dye wrote before the article: I have been working for the past two days, and the update may be unstable. . . (It is estimated that it will take a long time to wait for the holiday...) If you cannot update in time, please forgive me.Try to be one chapter a day!

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"Ah..." At the moment when the bondage was instantly released, the young master screamed and shot white, and then his body fell down weakly, and he sat on the toilet exhausted.At this moment, the door of the toilet was suddenly pushed open.

"Who?" Qi Xingyi, who was still struggling in the aftertaste of the climax, was unable to tidy up his tired body, so he could only cover up his pants that had faded to his ankles.

"Young master..." Qi Qinghui stepped in and immediately closed the door behind him.The small space in the toilet suddenly became more cramped.

"Qing, you... ah!" Looking at the young butler with an extremely ugly face, Qi Xingyi immediately stood up and wanted to hug him.But he was tripped by the pants that were not pulled up, and fell headlong into Qinghui's arms.The limitation of space and the surrounding of special atmosphere (toilet...can it not be special?) made the ambiguity between the two soar to the highest point.

"Qing...what's the matter?" Two beautiful boys with similar stature hug each other. Even though the background environment is really not popular, it is still an extremely eye-catching picture.

"It's okay, I just haven't woken up yet. Let me lie down for a while." Qinghui buried his head into the young master's neck and closed his eyes wearily, forcing himself not to think about the scene he just saw, which was heart-piercing Painful scene.

"..." Qi Xingyi knew that his outstanding young butler had something on his mind that he didn't want to talk about, so he didn't force him, but just quietly stroked his back.With the sound of breathing getting longer and longer around his neck, he also slowly closed his eyes──I played too crazy last night, the traces of passion that have not been cleaned up in my body, sticky but let him enjoy it extremely.I was busy for a while again in the morning──After all, OOXX is also very exhausting, especially when I attack myself, exerting force and receiving force, naturally I am much more tired than usual.

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"Hmm..." The young master woke up with a sore back and a sore back, and found himself sleeping in a strange place.The first thing that caught his eyes was a black ball with long hairs and an old-fashioned toilet!How could the Qi family have such an unglamorous place?Even an old-fashioned toilet should be imperial and antique, right?And this smell... The young master, who thought he was drowsy, was about to rub his eyes with the back of his hand, but found that his hands and feet were wrapped around his young housekeeper.

His young housekeeper... his brother Qinghui... The weak light cast a deep shadow on Qinghui's resolute face. The sleeping man didn't look as tired as he said, but showed a kind of fragility.

Qi Qinghui, who was sleeping soundly, held the back of the young master's head lying on him with one hand, and wrapped his arms around the young master's waist with the other.And the young master spread his feet wide, and sat astride the young butler's lap.Qi Qinghui, who was sitting on the floor leaning on the door panel, put his lips against the young master's neck, and the slightly hot breath he breathed was filled with burning comfort.

"Qing..." The young master felt that his cheeks were burning red, so embarrassing!This position is like... face to face... lotus pose! ? !How happy, when I opened my eyes, I could see my favorite young butler sleeping in front of my eyes without any warning.

"Hmm..." Qinghui frowned uncomfortably because of the young master's raging little hands on him.The itching from his collarbone made him sleepless.And... It seems that the hand is getting lower and lower, and the size of the movement is getting more and more open...

"Tsk tsk..." In Qinghui's confusion, there was a burst of watery and wet licking sound from his own chest, and he felt that the tie that was specially tightened to tie it straight was pulled away. It was rude, but it made him breathe a lot easier, and then a hand unbuttoned his shirt.I only felt that my chest was immediately covered by a sheet of damp heat after a few seconds of slight cooling, and the hot breath exploded on my chest.

"Tch, so honest that I even buttoned the first button! How frustrating!" The young master deftly opened the buttons that Qinghui had fastened, and teased the two sleeping little ones on his chest with ease. Hongdou, the old horse slid his hand down, trying to unzip Qinghui's pants...

"Ah...it hurts! Qing, it's me!" Qinghui, who was sleeping in a daze, suddenly flashed sharply from the corner of his eyes, and a small grab separated the hands with malicious intentions, and the young master wrinkled in pain because his hands were suddenly cut behind him Make a small face.

"Young master?" Qi Qinghui immediately relaxed after knowing that the person in front of him was his family's favorite troublemaker, the young master.

"Master, hand, let me see." The voice was still gentle and elegant, but compared to the morning, it was a little less evil and a little more dignified.

"Well, it's okay, it's just a little red." Qinghui kissed the young master's reddish wrist with distress and self-blame.This kiss on the reddish part of the wrist is so gentle, the little touches in the young master's heart because of this kiss are like the spots of light falling through the cracks of leaves in the afternoon, bright but not dazzling .This kiss that has nothing to do with lust is completely different from the perfunctory comforting casual kiss when I got off the car in the morning.

"Qing... you finally woke up... woo woo woo... Do you know how nasty you are in the morning... You bullied me again..." Feeling the vibrating egg that was still buried deep in my body, I remembered how I was in the bedroom in the morning. The demon version of Qi Qinghui who refused to let his acupoints be satisfied, tears of grievance from the young master immediately welled up in his reddish eyes.