My Bamboo Horse is so hard to fuck

Qi Lelei saw that the person opposite hadn't moved for a long time, so he yelled again: "Why are you in a daze? Hurry up, I'm freezing to death."

The weather in September is unpredictable, cold and hot for a while, Qi Lelei just hit the cold day today, otherwise he wouldn't have to shamelessly borrow the bathroom from Li Jia, he really couldn't take a cold shower.

Li Jia nodded stiffly.

Qi Lelei swished downstairs, then swished into the next door.

Li Jia opened the door for him: "There are guests on the second floor..."

He originally wanted Qi Lelei to go to the bathroom of the guest room on the second floor, but Qi Lelei ran to the third floor before he finished speaking.

"Thank you."

Watching Qi Lelei's back disappearing quickly, Li Jia tightly gripped the doorknob, then sighed inaudibly, and closed the door.

When Li Jia returned to the bedroom, the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom on the left.

His room, as soon as you enter the door, is the bathroom on the left, and the cloakroom on the right. Walk through the passage and you will find the bedroom. The bedroom is connected to the study, and the south-facing side is a balcony with full French windows.

The bathroom door opened suddenly, and Qi Lelei, who was naked, got his head out and looked at him with a smile.

"I forgot to take the shower gel, use yours."

Li Jia: "Yes."

After a while, Qi Lelei shouted disgustedly from the bathroom: "Li Jia, you're still using soap, how silly!"

Although many people use body wash now, it's not like using soap, it's just Qi Lelei finding an excuse to complain about Li Jia.

Li Jia had already gone in, but when he heard what he said, he came back again, stood at the door, and said angrily, "Then don't use it."

Qi Lelei's heartless laughter came from the bathroom: "I'll just talk about it."

After more than 20 minutes, Qi Lelei came out of the shower and saw Li Jia sitting in front of the computer playing games, and there were obviously unfinished papers on the desk. He leaned over and wanted to mock, "You didn't do your homework?" Playing games" "Is this what a good student looks like?".

As a result, when he took a closer look, he was shocked by Li Jia's game performance.

Li Jia is playing a shooting game called "shooting". The test is hand speed, reaction and control of the mouse. Qi Lelei has also played it before, and he can get more than 3000 points. However, the window popped up just now. Li Jia's The score is more than 9000 points.

It was because he had played before that he knew how difficult the score was.

"Your shooting score is so abnormal." Qi Lelei was stunned, the water droplets on the tip of his hair dripped on Li Jia's shoulder, he glanced at the score list next to him, "This is called 11K No.1 is even more abnormal, 1 More points."

As he spoke, another drop of water fell on Li Jia's shoulder.

Li Jia patted him helplessly: "Don't splash me all over with water."

As soon as Qi Lelei heard it, he immediately turned back and forth, like a big dog shaking its fur, and threw all the water on its body towards Li Jia.

Li Jia's eyes, the corners of his mouth, and the back of his hands were all stained with his water, and his hand holding the mouse tensed instantly.

He stood up, and was about to teach Qi Lelei a lesson, when he heard Qi Lelei's "hey", he staggered and fell on top of him.

Caught off guard, it turned into him hugging Qi Lelei. It turned out that Qi Lelei was trying to steal the chicken and knocked himself out.

It is a joke to put this matter on other people, but it is logical to put it on Qi Lelei.

Qi Lelei leaned against Li Jia's arms in a daze, his breath was filled with the smell of the other party, he was stunned for a second, and then suddenly jumped back, with a look of "I'm at a loss".

Li Jia looked down at the clothes on his body, and Qi Lelei made them all wet, so he patted them in disgust.

Seeing that he disliked him, Qi Lelei suddenly quit. Following the gangster logic of "I can dislike you, but you can't dislike me", he pulled up his collar and rushed to Li Jia: "How dare you dislike me? Your smell, you smell you smell."

Li Jia knew that what he said was "it's all the smell of your soap", but he omitted the key word "soap", and the words were full of ambiguity that couldn't be explained clearly.

Seeing him pushing forward again, Li Jia raised her knee and kicked it.

When Qi Lelei saw it, he flashed immediately, and then smiled happily at Li Jia who was kicking empty, his hair was about to curl up in pride: "Hey."

Li Jia ignored him, walked to the bed, picked up the clean pajamas and prepared to change.

When Qi Lelei went to provoke Li Jia, the fun was never whether Li Jia fought back against him, but the other party ignored him, and he became more and more enthusiastic, so he was not sad because of Li Jia's indifference, but sad...

Probably because Li Jia took off his shirt, revealing his lean and strong figure...

Qi Lelei stared straight at his eyes, unscrupulously looked at Li Jia's waist from his chest, and then from his waist to his chest. Looking at it, he couldn't help touching his soft belly. He was comparing it carefully. Li Jia was sharp and indifferent. His eyes looked over.

Not to be outdone, he looked back.

After going back and forth, in the end it was Li Jia who looked away first, and Qi Lelei won a complete victory, feeling elated.

After Li Jia changed his clothes, Qi Lelei curled his lips, he didn't see anything, he sighed, and then lay down on the floor in the shape of a dead body.

"It's nice to have a hot shower."

Li Jia saw him lying carelessly, with his clothes pulled up to his navel, revealing his fair belly. Obviously there was no excess flesh on his waist, but it looked soft and especially elastic.

Li Jia's eyelids twitched, and he kicked his waist: "Get up, don't get my floor wet." The floor is so cold, only this fool dares to lie down like this.

Like a spring being pushed down, Qi Lelei's body bounced, and then hugged Li Jia's calf, humming: "Haha, it's so itchy, don't touch my waist...haha."

Qi Lelei's waist is Qi Lelei's Achilles' heel, whenever he touches it, he wants to laugh.

Qi Lelei was born with red lips and white teeth, but the skin that has just been moisturized by hot water is even more rosy, like the glaze of fine white porcelain, glowing with luster, moist and curly bangs are slender eyelashes and black eyes , making him bright and innocent when he smiles.

His warm, water-dropped fingers brushed Li Jia's thin and straight calf, and he still longed for Li Jia.

Li Jia tensed up involuntarily: "..."

Qi Lelei was half pressed against Li Jia's calf, and the heat flowed up the trousers, warming little Li Jia.

Li Jia was silent for half a second, moved his knees, and said indifferently, "Let go."

Qi Lelei was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that he was hugging Li Jia's calf, he quickly let go, sat up and made a vomiting appearance: "Smelly, pee pee, stinky feet, vomit."

Li Jia didn't answer his words, but stretched out his hand and stroked his wet hair: "Blow dry your hair, so as not to catch a cold."

"Fart, my young master is in good health." Qi Lelei sneezed appropriately after finishing his speech, "Ah!"

Qi Lelei rubbed his nose: "Well, okay, where is your hair dryer?"

Li Jia: "The first drawer on the left in the cloakroom."

"Oh!" Qi Lelei just turned around, suddenly paused, walked back to Li Jia's side as if he had discovered a new world, then stretched out his leg under his confused gaze, compared with him, and said pleasantly, "I Leg hair less than yours!"

Li Jia: "..."

Qi Lelei seemed to be thinking of other things, so he lifted his eyes up, and landed on the position above Li Jia's tui and below his waist.

True, there are hairs there too, but not in this analogy.

And as long as it's a man, he can't stand being stared at like that.

Li Jia pressed his shoulders, turned him around, and gently pushed him forward.

Qi Lelei was pushed forward two steps. After a while, he turned his head and pointed at Li Jia: "What's the big deal, one day I will be bigger and hairier than you, don't be complacent!"

As he spoke, he opened his trouser waist: "Ha!"

Li Jia looked away, not wanting to look at it at all.

When Qi Lelei loosened his trouser belt, the trouser waist bounced back with a "snap", and the elastic pain made him gasp.

"Hiss." Qi Lelei rubbed his waist and walked to the cloakroom.

Li Jia felt that the little fool had finally calmed down, but a few seconds later, Qi Lelei's voice sounded again in the room.

"I can't find the hair dryer in the first drawer, where did you put it? Did you remember wrongly?"

"Impossible, you think I'm you?"

"You are attacking personally, there is really no such thing, come and see."

Li Jia walked over: "It's in the first drawer..."

Li Jia walked to the door of the cloakroom and found no one inside: "Qi Lelei?"

The door of the bathroom on the opposite side opened quietly, and a sneaky figure flashed out, and this black figure suddenly rushed towards Li Jia.

Hearing the movement behind him, Li Jia narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he turned sideways lightly.

"Ah!!!" Qi Lelei, who was in the air, couldn't hold back his feet, and slammed into the closet, just like a drowning person would want to grab any object around him, and he did the same, waving his hands instinctively, which hurt the audience watching the theater Li Jia.

Surprisingly, what Qi Lelei grabbed was Li Jia's pants, and the two of them fell into the closet in an extremely awkward position.

Li Jia's trousers were half down, and the whole body was pressed against Qi Lelei's back. Little Li Jia precisely aimed at Qi Lelei's ass.

"Why is it always me who gets caught by that!" Qi Lelei was lying on the pile of clothes, angrily.