ex boyfriend broke my leg

As soon as Feng Yu's hand touched my little brother, I trembled slightly like an electric shock.

His fingertips were a little rough, scrubbing my soft spot, and I reacted almost immediately.

"Feng Yu..." I pressed my forehead against Feng Yu's neck, and softly called his name.

Feng Yu tilted his head and bit the tip of my ear, I turned my head to face him, and moved my mouth to kiss him.

"Hmm~" I haven't relieved since my leg was broken, not to mention that the hands holding me are Feng Yu, so that Ying Xiaonian stood up and saluted almost without any resistance.

All my feelings were focused on Feng Yu's hand, he slid up and I was like floating in the clouds, he slid down and I fell to the ground again, piece by piece gently.

"Are you comfortable?" Feng Yu said softly.

I leaned on his shoulder, dazed and intoxicated, answered the wrong question and said: "So I am a piece of snow."

Feng Yu smiled, and kissed my earlobe: "Is it going to melt into my hand?" He suddenly grabbed my hand and attached it to my place, my face turned red with ear roots, and I was caught The hand that Feng Yu was holding was touching under his body in a vain way, and he froze and did not dare to move.

It's not that I haven't blasphemed myself before, but I don't know why this time when my hand touches my own thing, I feel extremely ashamed.

Feng Yu wrapped my hands around me and grasped that one, only my fingertips were cold amidst the scorching heat.

"Don't, don't..." Feng Yu held my hand and moved it a few times. I felt that I was about to lose control, so I quickly grabbed Feng Yu's wrist to make him stop.

"What's the matter?" Feng Yu said to me with a smirk, while rubbing my bell with his thumb, I was trembling, with a pale face, and whispered: "I want to be with you."

Feng Yu withdrew his hand from my pants and kissed my forehead: "Then shall we go to bed?"

He originally wanted to hug me, but found that he had only one hand left. He froze for a moment, and pushed the wheelchair without a trace.

Thinking that there was surveillance outside, I hurriedly grabbed his hand: "It's right here."

"Huh?" Feng Yu hummed in surprise, and then my face turned white and red, red and white, shame and helpless, and said weakly with my head down: "Bathroom PLAY"

"Do you remember this? That time I was drunk and said nonsense."

"Huh? What? When?" I was at a loss.

Feng Yu didn't answer me. He picked me up from the wheelchair with one hand and pushed me onto the sink. My trousers were half off, and the bottom of my legs were slightly exposed. I obediently closed my mouth, hooked Feng Yu's neck with both hands, Lifting his butt, let Feng Yu's hand reach out.

It's very difficult just to expand, I have to lift my butt as much as possible, not to mention tired, buttocks are tight, and it's not easy for Feng Yu to come in.

The last time we had sex, we did everything upside down and did everything we could, but this time we were careful, clumsy and laborious.It turns out that the distance between us is not only the long six years, but also the distance between my legs and his hand.

A broken hand and a broken leg have to take care of each other's self-esteem at any time.

After tossing for a long time, more than half of the beautiful snow scene just now has disappeared. I also feel that I am very ignorant, I don’t know how to stop when enough is enough, and I have to embarrass and discourage both of them, which is not romantic at all.

"Oh, let's forget about it." I pulled Feng Yu's hand out, sat down heavily on my buttocks, and my legs hanging on the sink were hanging down unconsciously.

"Let me cut your hair first, it's not finished yet." I smiled at Feng Yu, took the scissors aside to hide my emotion, and wanted to cut his hair again.

"Do you want to regret it?" Feng Yu rubbed my hair, kicked over the wheelchair beside him, sat on it by himself, and then took me to his lap with his arms.

"Okay, then you fuck my hair, I'll fuck you."

He looked at me again with a smirk, this time he stopped talking, and directly stretched out his hand to take off my pants, and pushed his own into the gap between my buttocks.

His dick has been hard for a long time, and I have been enduring it, because my thigh has no support, so the weight of my whole body is sitting there, barely pressing half of my head into it.

When I exclaimed, I hesitated and stretched out my hand to touch the connection. It seemed to be bigger than before?

"Don't be distracted, just do your business." He pointed to his head, reached out and grabbed my front end suddenly.I groaned, it was hard to get off the "donkey", so I had to listen to Feng Yu's words, hesitantly grabbed a strand of his hair and cut it off, Feng Yu slammed against his lower body.

I snorted again. In fact, he was too big, and I hadn’t done it for a long time. It was very tight. It was swollen and painful when he squeezed in. It didn’t feel good, but my front end suddenly swelled up again. After one score, I felt satisfied and full in my heart, as if the missing piece was finally filled, and only then did I become a complete person.

"Hurry up." The more painful it was, the more comfortable I felt, so I let the donkey go faster.

But this donkey is unmoved, I cut his hair once, he moves once, I cut twice, he moves twice, I cut fast, he moves fast, I cut slowly, he is too lazy to move not moving.

I gritted my teeth, picked up the scissors and slammed them on his head. Feng Yu laughed out loud, and the lower body seemed to have been charged for a long time.

After finishing a whole set, I threw myself on Feng Yu as if I was exhausted, and the scissors fell to the ground at some point. Feng Yu held my back and patted me lightly.

"So I'm not Snow Flower, but Zhang Guolao."

Feng Yu smiled and flicked my forehead, I laughed too, looked up at him, only to find that Feng Yu's hair was cut like a lice, pitted and muddy, so I secretly reached out to reach the razor on the sink. The razor blade, I want to remedy it.

Feng Yu saw it, took the blade from my hand, and threw it back on the sink: "It's okay, no matter how bad your skills are, it won't affect your husband's handsomeness, as long as I have good skills." I saw my handsome appearance in the mirror of the station, and my not-so-good skills.Withdrawing his hand, he handed the blade back to me: "But I like to be bald recently."

The author says:

Trying to get a driver's license~