The wealthy man who wears books

"Sister-in-law guessed right. There are indeed a lot of shameful things in it, so...does sister-in-law still want to see it?"

Seeing that Zhong Xin was a little embarrassed and nervous at first, and didn't want to let himself read the picture book, Qin Huai vaguely guessed that it must be something like the erotic pictures.

Unexpectedly, under his deliberate search for the root cause, this guy turned his back on the guest and took the army directly, but asked himself if he wanted to watch it.To say that this person is not sinister and black-bellied would really be wronging him.

However, even though he knew that what he was doing right now was really a man's depravity, Qin Huai was throbbing for a while, and felt his heart beating suddenly. Only then did he realize that he had read so many novels, and only now did he truly understand what it means to be a man. This kind of heart-pounding badness, and I also understand better what is the matter of the quiet desire between two men.

Because of this situation, even though he knew that Lao Qi was looking at the erotic erotic palace and was teasing himself with that thing, but he was born not only not disgusted, but also had a strange urge to listen to him say more sullen words .

Could it be that the person named Qin Huai is actually so dissolute in his bones, not inferior to that Qin Huai who was born in a brothel?

"Since my uncle said that the people in the picture book are not as good as me, it makes people's heart itch. I really want to appreciate it and see if my uncle is admiring me. As for saying that the thing is shameful, I think of my uncle. He is such a calm and dignified person, that thing is not too bad if you think about it, at most it is just a few freehand strokes of the human body, and you and I are not yellow-haired children, so if you look at it a few times, it is naturally nothing, it is better to wait for uncle to eat After this supper, take out the painting book and have a look."

After Zhong Xin boldly asked him if he wanted to read the picture book, he felt uneasy in his heart. He was worried that his sister-in-law would misunderstand that he was abrupt and obscene, but also wanted to hear him say yes from his sister-in-law for no reason.

When he heard his tactful expression, but finally wanted to see the erotic palace, his expression remained unchanged, but he lowered his brows and eyes slightly, and said in a low voice:

"My sister-in-law prepared these snacks for Lao Qi, and I was already full, so I asked them to clean up. I was busy outside for a day, and the place I went to was very dirty, so I went to take a shower first. , my sister-in-law will wait for my meeting, but after a while, Lao Qi will bring the picture book over."

As he spoke, he got up and left the table. He didn't know whether he was nervous or what, but he stumbled on the table leg, staggered two steps, blushed and flashed into the inner bathroom.

Qin Huai didn't know it, Zhong Xin wanted to wash it off because of the sweat on his body, but on the other hand, it was because of the painting book that he hid in a very secret place, and that place was Qin Huai I lived in this room for many days, but I didn't know it.

At this time, Qin Huai's heart was also pounding, but he forced himself to be calm, and called Xiang'er to bring the little girl over to clean up the supper.

While tidying up, Xiang'er looked at the food that had been eaten, secretly paying attention to the items that were eaten the most.

After she and the others cleaned up neatly and invited An to go down, Qin Huai stepped forward and locked the door behind her.

The room fell silent for a moment, only the chime clock rang non-stop along with his increasingly tense heartbeat.

He walked slowly to the window, the moonlight was shining outside the window, shining on the flowers all over the courtyard, like a natural painting, Qin Huai watched the scenery silently, only thinking about himself in his heart.

Looking at the situation just now, and it coincides with this beautiful scene in the dead of night, the flowers are fragrant and the moon is bright, it seems self-evident what will happen after I and Zhong Xinruo appreciate the most provocative picture of Fangchun together. .

If there is no accident, I think today is my sister-in-law, and it will finally be the wedding night of Lao Qi's wife.

While he was thinking wildly and feeling a little weak, he heard Zhong Xin's whispering voice behind him.

This man walked so silently that he was already behind him, but he didn't notice it at all.

"The night is as cold as water at this time, and my sister-in-law is wearing thin clothes. Why don't you and I go back to that bed, warm up under the quilt, and enjoy this painting together?"

Zhong Xin's voice came from Qin Huai's right earlobe. Although it was low and inaudible, it entered Qin Huai's ears without a single word. Accompanied by a steaming and thick heat from the man's body, his voice The body felt a little limp for a moment, and he couldn't help shaking.

Zhong Xin saw it clearly, he moved forward to meet him, and supported him whole body. Although he wanted to take advantage of the situation and take him into his arms, his heart skipped a few times, but he finally endured it.

In his heart, he still felt that if he did something like this to his sister-in-law, it would be as if he was being rude to him.After all, with his virgin body, his imagination of love affairs is nothing more than hazy like looking at flowers in a mirror. When he really came to the reality in front of him, he was a little at a loss.

Qin Huai was supported by his shoulders with his strong arms, but he felt like a piece of burning coal sticking to his skin, hot and scalding. For a moment, it was as if his skin and flesh were scorched into glue by the burning coal, sticking to Zhong Xin's hand. In his heart, he was unable to break free, and had no intention of breaking free. He was only secretly anxious that the man stretched out his hand to support him, why didn't he push the boat with the current, so he hugged himself and him together, leaned in front of the cliff, reined in the horse, and let people I just feel a hot and sweet breath in my chest, and I can't exhale it, and I can't swallow it.

After a while, Zhong Xin said in a low voice:

"If my sister-in-law doesn't want to read the picture book on the bed, she can read it on the table in front of the window. It's good..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Qin Huai moved away from his palm and said softly:

"It's really getting colder now, and it's getting heavier, so I'll just listen to my uncle and just go to bed and watch."

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards the bed, stretched out his hand to lift off one side of the red fragrant brocade quilt, and lay down on his own, only showing his upper body.

Zhong Xin squinted his eyes and saw that under the hazy yellow light, the bright red brocade quilt and his sister-in-law's snow-white coat set off each other, it was really indescribably glamorous and seductive.

He felt sore and swollen in his nose, and a rush of hot blood rushed straight to the top of his head, fearing that he would make a fool of himself and bleed back from his nose.So holding the two erotic books, without looking up, he got into the quilt three or two times.

The two of them probably formed a habit on weekdays, so naturally, they each guarded one side of the big bed.

Zhong Xin held the drawing book in his hand, and glanced at his sister-in-law, but saw that he was looking at his nose and heart, and his face was as calm as water.But if you look closely, you can see that a little bit of rouge on the brow is beating slightly unconsciously.

Zhong Xin only felt that his heart seemed to be stepping on that beating rhythm, and he couldn't help but think of the gossip that had happened in the house.

It turned out that after Zhong Ren's death, some people speculated that the mole on the corner of Qin Huai's eye and brow was a disguised ecstasy and bone-eating knife that could kill a man the most.So in today's situation, I want to witness whether it is only this mole that can kill my sister-in-law.

He took a deep breath, and finally took the initiative to lean against Qin Huai, and his long, strong legs stuck to his sister-in-law.

"Good sister-in-law, here are two different picture books. Although they are all drawn by oriental people, only one of them is originally written by our Chinese people. The other is said to be drawn by foreigners. I don't know. My sister-in-law wants to read which one first."

The two of them are wearing the best pajamas material in Suzhou embroidery, which is light and revealing, and extremely comfortable.At this time, because the two were so close, the gauze as thin as a cicada's wings seemed to be filtered out automatically, completely unable to block the body temperature of the two.

Qin Huai only felt Zhongxin at this moment, like a piece of charcoal that had been roasted by a raging fire, the whole body exuded vigorous heat.The heat was transmitted through the tulle of the underwear, and it heated up his skin.

He had sprayed some 'Four Seasons Brocade' secretly on his body, but now he was fumigated by the change of body temperature, and the fragrance kept changing, smelling in Zhong Xin's nose, it was more like fueling the charcoal fire, making him more and more excited Dry mouth.

Qin Huai heard him ask which book he would like to read. He was originally interested in the Chinese human body drawn by the foreigner, but he knew that the style of the picture book was wild and unscrupulous, and could stimulate human nature the most. After saying it, he said without raising his head:

"Where do I know these things, I just read whichever book my uncle reads."

Zhong Xin felt that his voice was like honey water just spit out from the heart of a flower, sweet and greasy, and for a moment, it was as if something had been sucked out of his head, and he was dizzy and empty.

He didn't care about much anymore, and only used the most direct nature of a man, he opened the foreigner's drawing book with one hand, and leaned against Qin Huai's body, while the other hand stretched out from behind his sister-in-law's waist involuntarily. She went over and gently embraced him.

"Sister-in-law, let's read this first..."

Qin Huai was already half leaning on his body at this time, and felt that when Lao Qi's thick arm wrapped around his waist, it seemed to be trembling, shaking non-stop.

This trembling seemed to be contagious, making him feel the fiery heat in the other person's chest, but at the same time, he felt like a patient with a fever, and his body trembled involuntarily.

When Zhong Xin opened the picture book, he set his eyes on the picture with his fingers, but he saw that the foreigner's painting style was indeed hot and unrestrained, although the painting was originally two people lying on their sides under the brocade quilt. The young man from the east, however, put on an extremely exaggerated and seductive posture, especially the young man in the front, his sleepy eyes were hazy, and his eyes were blurry. Only the hands of the young man behind him, skillfully protecting half of the ground.

For some reason, this scene was inexplicably similar to the posture of himself and Lao Qi now, and Qin Huai didn't even dare to breathe out, fearing that as long as he took a breath, he would be unable to hold back his loud panting.

He was so nervous here that he didn't dare to breathe, but he didn't know that Zhong Xin behind him felt the same way, but he was more sad than Qin Huai, because of this scene, his eyes were full of the provocative spring love picture book , but inside her bosom can be said to be the most tempting soft jade in the world.However, he didn't hold back his breath like Qin Huai did. Instead, he opened his mouth slightly and took a few deep breaths of air silently. He only felt that if he didn't breathe like this, his whole body would explode.

In a trance, Zhong Xin turned down another page of the picture book. As soon as the picture was revealed, Qin Huai felt himself gasp, and his body shook like a convulsion.

It is only because the picture is exaggerated by many times compared to the previous one, and even in the current situation, on the Internet, I can occasionally see that kind of bursting wildness.

He almost didn't dare to look at the picture again, and closed his eyes slightly, but who knew that there was a wolf in front of him, and a tiger in the back, his eyes were closed, but somewhere behind him, there seemed to be something gently touching Own.

He only felt that there was an itch like an ant gnawing lightly where he was touched, and he stretched out his hand involuntarily, wanting to scratch it.