my cutie

When Xiao He carried the pillow and quilt up from downstairs, Song Yi had already fallen asleep, and it seemed that he was too tired from the journey.

Xiao He covered him with the quilt, lifted his head gently, put the pillow under his head, went downstairs to get some food, and came up to find Song Yi's face was a little red, and there was a A thin layer of sweat.

He lowered the temperature of the air conditioner a little, and then lay down gently himself.

Song Yi's sleeping appearance was very peaceful, and he looked even better than when he was awake. His long eyelashes covered his eyelids, his two lips were gently pressed together, and the breath he exhaled from his nose was also calm.

Xiao He gently stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, closed his eyes, and fell asleep slowly.

When he woke up, he was disturbed by Song Yi. He kept kissing his face here and there. He didn't open his eyes, but grabbed Song Yi's dishonest hand, and then put it on his mouth to kiss. He took a sip before opening his eyes.

Song Yi looked at him with an energetic look, "Ahe, I'm hungry."

Xiao He glanced at the time, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, he didn't expect to sleep for so long, so he sat up quickly and asked him, "What do you want to eat?"

Song Yi got up, "Can you cook?"

Xiao He answered him very simply, "No."

Song Yi just laughed, got out of bed and put on his clothes, "Then I'll cook something delicious for you."

With that said, he opened the door and went downstairs by himself.

Xiao He also got up quickly, put on his clothes and followed.

Song Yi picked some things from the bag he brought in before, then opened two of the gift boxes, took out the things, and glanced at him again, "The materials are limited, so I'll just make something for you. Don't be disgusted."

"No." How could Xiao He dislike him, no matter what, he must be better than himself, who knows nothing.

Song Yi entered the kitchen, and he followed him in, telling him where to put some condiments and pots and pans, and listening to Song Yi tell him what he was going to do, he waited beside him for instructions.

The two of them tossed for a while, and finally had a hot meal. Although the main dishes were special products, they could be eaten directly after being steamed, but because Song Yi made it himself, Xiao He ate a little more than usual, and felt that satisfy.

After the two of them finished eating, Xiao He cleaned up the dishes, Song Yi was washing the dishes in the kitchen, and he was wiping the dishes on the side. He suddenly began to like doing these things with Song Yi, which would make him feel like he was at home. Feel.

After tidying up the kitchen, Song Yi felt a little hot, and the feeling of sweat sticking to his body was particularly uncomfortable, "Ahe, I want to take a bath."

Xiao He took him upstairs again and returned to his room, because the air conditioner in the room was not turned off, and it became hotter when he came in, so he quickly took off the sweater, leaving only a long T-shirt inside .

Xiao He brought him his winter pajamas and took him to the bathroom.

Tell him the classification of toiletries and where to put the clothes, and Song Yi tested the water while listening, and said he knew after he finished speaking.

Xiao He nodded and prepared to go out, but the moment he turned around, water splashed on him behind him, making him shrink his head subconsciously, but he heard hearty laughter behind him.

Xiao He turned to look at him, "Do you want to be beaten?"

Song Yi looked at him with a smile on his face, "I didn't, I just wanted to ask you if you want to wash together, but I forgot to control my hands."

Xiao He believed that he was a ghost, "Do you think I can't do anything to you?"

Instead, Song Yi tilted his head to look at him, "Then what can you do to me?"

Although he didn't have a provocative tone, Xiao He heard it was full of provocation.

He really regretted not being able to teach him a lesson last time, so that he got worse and worse later.

Xiao He didn't speak, and took off the sweater on his body with his hand, exposing his strong chest, and then walked towards Song Yi.

Song Yi was indeed a little scared at this time, he took two steps back and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Xiao He snatched the nozzle from his hand, hung it up, and stretched out his hand to take off Song Yi's clothes, "What do you think I want to do?"

Song Yi's eyes were full of anticipation and fear, and he asked Xiao He to help him take off his clothes without hesitation.

"Pants." Xiao He asked him to take them off again.

Song Yi obediently took it off too, and after he finished taking it off, Xiao He took his clothes, picked up the nozzle to test the water temperature, and then poured water on him to help him take a bath.

Song Yi really didn't expect that Xiao He was just helping him take a bath, his heart was hit hard again, how could Xiao He not be able to conquer him?Or is it really not enough to make him emotional?

He rubbed his arms and whispered, "Men are big pigs!"

Because his voice was low and Xiao He couldn't hear the sound of water, he asked him, "What are you talking about?"

Song Yi muttered, "Nothing."

Xiao He still didn't hear clearly, and asked again, "What?"

Song Yi seemed a little impatient, hooked his neck directly, rubbed his chest, and said loudly in his ear, "I want you!"

Then he resumed the previous distance and asked him, "Did you hear me?"

Xiao He's ears were red all over, just now when Song Yi rubbed his body, there were still drops of water from his hand on his chest, but it burned his chest like a fire.

"Meng Lang." Xiao He reprimanded him in a low voice, but with an embarrassing tone.

Song Yi didn't think it mattered, he insisted on winning the first blood of the world champion today, to see what skills he had practiced, he would reject his invitation again and again.

"So what, can't I still want my own man? Or do you not love me at all? You don't have any wrong thoughts about me?" Song Yi really broke this time, and Meng Lang is fine too. It doesn't matter if it's coquettish, as long as it can shake Xiao He, he can say no matter how shameless he is.

Xiao He had always been restrained, but when he heard such explicit words from his mouth, he became ashamed and annoyed, and his anger flared up in an instant.

He felt that if he didn't do something to Song Yi today, he would really not be a man.

Xiao He didn't reply to Song Yi's words, and directly used his actions to show whether he loved him or not.

He put the nozzle back on the shelf and fixed it. After confirming the water temperature, he pushed Song Yi under the nozzle, reached out and pressed his head from behind him, and kissed him.

Song Yi stood under the water for a moment, and the water fell from the top of his head, so he had to close his eyes and only use his senses to feel Xiaohe.

His kiss came fiercely, colliding presumptuously in his mouth, Song Yi also kissed back very passionately, the two of you came and went more and more emotionally.

Xiao He's whole body was soaked, and his pants were still sticking to his body, which made him feel uncomfortable. When he let go of Song Yi, Song Yi wiped the water drops in front of his eyes with his hands.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao He hunched over and taking off the last layer of cloth.

When he stood up, he could clearly see Xiao He's figure, well-proportioned and explosive, his waistline was very narrow, but the lines were very beautiful, and below that was the sensitive zone and a pair of slender legs.

Xiao He noticed Song Yi's eyes looking at him, and he could clearly see where his eyes rested. He was very embarrassed, and turned to squeeze the shower gel for him.

As soon as he turned around, Song Yi could see his beautiful buttocks and sexy buttocks, and suddenly realized that his body had changed.

When Xiao He turned around and saw the most obvious change in his body, he was only taken aback for a moment, and then walked beside him, frustrating the shower gel in his hand, and then wiped it on Song Yi's body.

Song Yi stood up from the water and let Xiao He apply the shower gel on him. Wherever his big hands touched, Song Yi felt his body tremble.

It was as if his soul met a spark of charcoal, and he willingly surrendered himself to burn for it.

His favorite professional player in the past, the world champion, Xiao He who always appeared in front of the camera with cold eyes and a cold face, is facing him honestly at this moment, with liking in his eyebrows and eyes, emotional and forbearing, deep and serious eyes.

And the way he wiped the shower gel for himself was a little more careful than when he was playing the game, for fear of causing himself a little harm.

As if he was the glory and the medal in his eyes, the highest reward for standing at the top.

Song Yi pulled Xiao He's hand——

"Ahe, here, every second of tremor you feel is because they are calling your name."

Song Yi's eyes were too affectionate, Xiao He's hand stopped at his heart, feeling his strong heartbeat.

The water in the bathroom was still flowing, and a little bit of steaming water seemed to heat up the atmosphere between the two of them.

Song Yi, who is full of his heart and eyes, is too tempting. There are bursting fireworks in his head at the moment, which is so gorgeous that his heart beats faster. Without saying anything, he leans forward and kisses his lips.

This time the kiss was very aggressive, as if he wanted to swallow Song Yikai into his belly, his hands had a real touch, guiding him to accept the baptism honestly in the hot spring of love and heat.

He is the master, mastering all of Song Yi's senses, just like in the game, he is the absolute king, and no enemy's whereabouts and tactics can escape his control.

For the first time, he knew so clearly that he was conquered.He followed him to enjoy the joy in the warm spring water, and even lost his strength to the point where he couldn't stand still.He used his hands to hook Xiao He's neck, but because the shower gel on his arms was too slippery, he wiped fine foam all over his body.

While kissing Xiao He, he felt the happiness that Xiao He brought him. When Xiao He's hand returned to his body from bottom to top, he let out a wonderful joy from his throat.

Song Yi may not know how terrible his voice sounds at this moment. In Xiao He's ears, it is the chain of ecstasy and the invitation of the immortal.

He couldn't help speeding up a bit, Song Yi couldn't restrain his voice, he had never experienced such a fast speed, and the extreme happiness made him a little unbearable.

He pressed Xiao He's hand, trying to make him slow down a bit, and he was also vaguely telling him to slow down, but Xiao He turned a deaf ear to it.

Xiao He seemed to have merged into such ambiguous and moist emotions, he leaned close to Song Yi's ear and asked him, "Is my God's right hand that has won the world championship, are you satisfied?"