What the hell, what are you

The distance between rooms 3012 and 3010 is not far, Bai Feng walked over quickly.

Wen Yan, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly felt that the aura around him was being invaded, shook his head, and finally regained a trace of sobriety. He looked up at the man in front of him, trying to make his vision clearer.

The man in front of him is in suit pants and a white shirt.Under the background of the clothes, the man has a top-notch figure and good looks, but he seems a little older?But it was to his liking.Wen Yan was delirious and didn't know what he was thinking.

It's just that those thin lips are very much like the man Wen Yan met in the corridor during the day.Because of the effects of the drugs, he seemed to have neglected the fact that he didn't like intimate contact with men who fit his taste.

Bai Feng glanced at the young man, then bent down to pick up the sports coat that the young man threw on the ground, found the room card from the pocket of the coat, and swiped the card to open the door in one go.

After turning on the light in the room, Bai Feng slightly bent down to help the young man up, but the young man put his arms around his neck directly, pretending to be hugged, with skillful movements, as if he was often treated like this.

Bai Feng stared at the young man in his arms, frowning tightly, but still gently put the young man on the bed.

Before he had time to look around, Wen Yan pulled Bai Feng subconsciously, the desire of his body overcame the obsession with cleanliness in his heart.

Wen Yan sat on the bed, staring at Bai Feng with blurred eyes, with red scars at the corners of his eyes, paired with streamer eyes, and slightly parted lips, when Wen Yan said that he was not allowed to leave, Bai Feng decided not to leave. Let go of this handsome young man.

After some cloud and rain in Wushan, Bai Feng helped Wen Yan clean up, covered him with a quilt, and sat beside him.He had countless bed companions, and this was the first time he helped others clean up with his own hands.

The young man expressed his feelings several times, the scars on the corners of his eyes lying on the bed have faded a lot, but there is still some redness, his lips are a little red and swollen from his own kiss, but they are very beautiful.

Bai Feng reached out his hand to caress the young man's scar but heard the vibrating sound of the mobile phone. He looked displeasedly at the coat he had taken off on the ground. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but found that the young man frowned, as if he had been quarreled. So he walked over and took out his phone and pressed it off. If the gangsters in country Y couldn't handle it well, then he didn't want to see those people tomorrow.

After getting rid of the vibration of the phone, Bai Feng walked to the bed and carefully opened a corner of the quilt, and got on the bed. Although he didn't even know the young man's name, he felt that the feeling of fluctuating in his heart was not bad. Mind finding someone to spend some time with.

At noon on the second day, Wen Yan woke up from hunger. When he woke up and was about to call the front desk to order food as usual, he found that his whole body was sore like being crushed, and the feeling in a certain place was particularly indescribable. .

Only at this time did Wen Yan's memories come back, the picture of the man hugging him yesterday, the picture of himself pulling others to climb up, the kissing scene after scene, and the man's thick hard object piercing him somewhere.

He, Wen Yan, was able to let go of his obsession with cleanliness and have a night with a strange man?Thinking of this, Wen Yan raised the corners of his mouth slightly as if laughing at himself, what kind of shit and cleanliness was that, so vulnerable to drugs.

The place next to him was already cold. Wen Yan guessed that he left after finishing the sex. Sure enough, the man with thin lips is the most ruthless, but this ruthless man helped him clean up anyway, otherwise he might not be able to fly back today. up.