Smashed the TV and turned on the gas [ABO]

Fu Qianzhong knelt down in front of Ye Zixing, lowered her head and kissed his forehead, all the way to his hair, not caring about his sweat, buried her face in and took a deep breath.

Ye Zixing didn't know it himself, he couldn't resist the smell of Fu Qianzhong's body, and his body could not help leaning towards him. After a while, he opened his mouth and asked uncertainly in a hoarse voice: "Are you Tang Xinyi?" ?”

Fu Qianzhong grabbed him, Ye Zixing had no strength at all, and was easily grabbed by the whole body, and Fu Qianzhong hugged him in a very close position.

Fu Qianzhong's face was a bit ugly because Ye Zixing called out other people's names, but now he didn't want to say harsh words even for a second, he just opened the bottle cap to swallow his saliva, and held Ye Zixing's face to give him .

The two exchanged a few moist short kisses.

Ye Zixing swallowed the water slowly, his expression was still dull, but his body was already tightly entwined with Fu Qianzhong before his mind, and Fu Qianzhong was also unbearably strong, and he had to work hard and restrain himself before half The bottle of water was fed into Leaf Star's mouth.

Ye Zixing eagerly rubbed Fu Qianzhong's neck unconsciously, and asked him, "Then who are you?"

Fu Qianzhong didn't speak. He lowered his head and grabbed the mouth that was talking nonsense, and kissed it wetly for a while. The two figures stuck together, embracing with the largest contact.Fu Qianzhong pressed his forehead against Ye Zixing's, and he could touch his lips when he spoke. No matter how determined he was, he couldn't hold back the Jasmine Fragrance that was full of cars. His voice had long since become hoarse, and he asked, "What do you think?"

Ye Zixing pouted, and said softly, "Fu Qianzhong called me Xingxing."

Fu Qianzhong's breathing became disordered, he threw the water aside, followed Ye Zixing's wishes, and called out again: "Xing Xing."

Ye Zixing opened his mouth and didn't respond, so he cried first.

Fu Qianzhong rushed over to kiss his tears, and gently lifted the hem of Ye Zixing's short sleeves. Without any caress, Ye Zixing's skin was covered with goosebumps.

On a rainy summer day, an old commercial vehicle was parked outside a deserted village in L city.Throughout the whole day, no one approached here, because Yan Ru also took much more money than ten cameras, and it was nothing if he didn't sleep all night, and stood guard at the intersection full of energy.

Only he occasionally heard the creaking sound of the commercial vehicle because it couldn't stand the violent shaking, and smelled the two lingering pheromones in the air that were so thick and greasy.

Fu Qianzhong pressed Ye Zixing on the seat and thrust it hard and hard for a while. After a while, he was afraid that the seat would be too hard, so he put his hands on his waist and picked him up, and put him on his lap for stability. Sit still, and push up again.

Ye Zixing immediately let out a lingering moan, and subconsciously scratched back with both hands, as if trying to grab something.

Without grabbing anything, Fu Qianzhong had already turned to hold Ye Zixing's thighs on both sides, threw him up and down, and sprinted in from below with all his strength at the right time.

This touch was too deep, Fu Qianzhong went up and down more than a dozen times, Ye Zixing couldn't bear it more and more, and finally grabbed Fu Qianzhong and held his hand: "No, no, I don't want it!" so…"

Fu Qianzhong stopped panting, hot air sprayed on Ye Zixing's glands, and asked him what to do if he didn't want to do this.

But Ye Zixing didn't have the ability to think at this time, he couldn't say it, he just said in a nasal voice not to do this.

Fu Qianzhong was stuck in it, uncomfortable up and down, couldn't help stabbing slowly a few more times, and heard Ye Zixing's soft cry ringing in his ears.

"Xing Xing," Fu Qianzhong kissed the back of his neck, "what do you want?"

Ye Zixing couldn't answer, so he asked again and again.

After asking dozens of times, Ye Zixing gave an answer mixed with crying and moaning.

"Yes, it depends on you." Ye Zixing said.

Fu Qianzhong bit him hard on the back of the neck, Ye Zixing's voice was drawn out, without opening his mouth, the soft screams all came out of his nose, making Fu Qianzhong's whole body itchy.

He turned the person around as he said, and pushed him hard again.

The distance between the two became very close, Ye Zixing let out a short cry, and then, as if finally satisfied, she leaned softly against Fu Qianzhong's neck, hugged him, and hummed softly following his movements. .

It was tossing and turning again, sweating profusely.

Ye Zixing exhaled white gas, and Fu Qianzhong himself was thirsty, so he drank a big mouthful of water and took another small mouthful to feed him.The cold liquid slid across the lips and teeth, but it couldn't quench the heat all over his body.

The skin at Ye Zi's star joints was all red, his lips were ruddy and crystal clear, and the water that Fu Qianzhong fed him was still stained.

His eyes were also red, as if he had been crying.

Fu Qianzhong couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his eyes, and he really touched the greasy liquid.

Ye Zixing seemed to be imitating him, and also touched Fu Qianzhong's eyelids, staring at Fu Qianzhong intently, his fingers slid from his eyes to the tip of his nose, and then to his lips.

Ye Zixing's tears suddenly flowed down again, and Fu Qianzhong heard him say sadly: "Why are you so real?"

Fu Qianzhong's expression and movements froze together.

After the two vented for a while, the lust temporarily faded away, and the overwhelming regret and guilt swept up, enveloping Fu Qianzhong's heart.

He made up his mind before grabbing Ye Xing's wrist, grabbed Ye Xing and swept it across his face, telling Ye Xing to hit him: "Xing Xing, I am real."

Ye Zixing's hands have no strength, and they are limp and afraid of hitting, which is more like touching than hitting.

Fu Qianzhong's throat was sore, and he pulled it very tightly. He leaned over and kissed his fingers, apologizing: "I'm here to look for you, I'm sorry."

Ye Zixing looked like he didn't understand, and looked at him in confusion: "Looking for me? Fu Qianzhong?"

Fu Qianzhong said yes.

Ye Zixing laughed with tears in his eyes, while laughing, tears were squeezed out of his eyes.He took the initiative to touch Fu Qianzhong's face, and his voice was drawn out, sounding innocent: "You still lie, isn't your shirt turned into a shirtless man?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt more reasonable, and deduced: "Fu Qianzhong's shirt has changed, of course it looks the same as Fu Qianzhong."

Ye Zixing's tone seemed to be straightforward, but his tears kept flowing, making Fu Qianzhong's eyes sore along with it, and he felt that his breath was stuck in his chest, which was unbearably swollen.

Ye Zixing didn't wait for him to speak, she leaned over again, put her arms around his neck like in a sexual affair, put her face against his flesh, and whispered: "Will he be angry if I make love to his shirt? ?”

Fu Qianzhong thought about it seriously: "I will."

"Really?" Ye Zixing's voice became softer and softer, and Fu Qianzhong felt that boiling/hot liquid touched his shoulder, "But I don't think he will."

"He doesn't even like me," Ye Zixing said in a nasal voice, "Why are you angry?"

More and more liquid flowed onto Fu Qianzhong's shoulder, as if it was scalding all the way down, scalding Fu Qianzhong's heart too, it was hot and painful.

He had no choice but to kiss Ye Zixing's lips, rubbing the tip of his nose against Ye Zixing's soft cheek repeatedly, Fu Qianzhong's heartache and regret were about to overflow: "I don't like you anymore, my life I can give you everything."

"You're lying!" Ye Zixing cried even louder, his arms were still on Fu Qianzhong's back, and he gripped him accusingly, "You're lying, he didn't even want to give me the mark, we are so matched Gao, he is not willing to give it to me."

The interval of passion was very short, Ye Zixing's body temperature rose again, Fu Qianzhong slowly laid him flat, and knelt down by himself.

The most intimate parts of the two touched each other indistinctly, Ye Zixing's face flushed quickly.

"I'm willing," Fu Qianzhong's face was very close to him, eyes focused, looking at him, pushing the bottom inch by inch, and said, "I'm willing, Xing Xing, I'm afraid you will regret it."

Ye Zixing's eyes were swollen from his crying, and his eyelashes were wet with tears, sticking together in clusters, looking extremely pitiful, and asked softly, "Why should I regret it?"

Fu Qianzhong's movements and voice stopped together.

Ye Zixing snorted, and grabbed him unwillingly: "Tell me, why should I regret it?"

Fu Qianzhong opened and closed his lips, paused and paused, wiped Ye Zixing's endless tears with his thumb, then lowered his head to kiss his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to be marked by an alpha who can't have children?"