lovelorn too little

After a while, Zhou Pingcai said without changing his expression, "Is this different? Lu Xinyi, don't keep asking such stupid questions."

When he said that, Lu Xinyi showed a shameful expression as if he was really too stupid to ask such a question, and lowered his eyes to think seriously.

The other hand hidden in his lower back was also held by Zhou Ping, holding it with a sense of warning, so that he didn't dare to take it away, so he held it in Zhou Ping's palm and let go.

"Love." After a while, he replied very quietly, "I think... love."

Zhou Ping saw that he was just telling the truth, and confirmed that he was not conscious at all, and he didn't know what cute words he was talking about.

"Who are you fooling? Do you think, or are you sure?" He said without changing his face, as if he was scolding a child.

Lu Xinyi admitted his mistake and said, "Then I'm sure."

Zhou Pingdao: "What do you mean I'm sure?" He bit out the word "that" emphatically.

Lu Xinyi said, "I'm sure."

The corner of Zhou Ping's mouth curled into a slight arc, a mocking smile: "Who do you love, Ed, or Zhou Ping?"

Lu Xinyi stopped talking and looked at him helplessly, Zhou Ping said, "Speak."

Lu Xinyi begged for mercy and said, "Don't do this."

Zhou Ping changed his way of asking as if he was willing to let him go: "Who is Zhou Ping?"

Lu Xinyi said, "You."

"Where's Ed?"

Lu Xinyi opened his mouth slightly, and quickly lowered his head deeply. Zhou Ping brushed away the hair that fell to his forehead, and said in a tone that was about to run out of patience: "Lu Xinyi, do you want to make me angry?"

Lu Xinyi shook his head and said, "Don't be angry, let's not talk, okay? I was wrong, I was wrong, don't be angry... I'm going to sleep, I'm so sleepy."

Zhou Ping got up and hugged him in his arms, Lu Xinyi didn't even dare to hide now, for fear that Zhou Ping would ask him that question again.

But how could Zhou Ping not ask: "Speak well, and I'll let you sleep after you finish speaking. Who is Ed?"

Lu Xinyi stared blankly at Zhou Ping, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a while, he suddenly cried, tears streaming out without warning.

He was wearing a simple white short-sleeve and jeans bought from Rongqi and sat on Zhou Ping's lap in a suit. He didn't look 20 years old at all. Like Vera said, he would always be a little boy.

Or in other words, 20 years old is actually not too old, especially in front of Zhou Ping, who is used to being dominated.

His skin is fair, and his eyelids turn red when he cries a little, which is very wronged.

Zhou Ping wiped his tears patiently, but his voice was still cold: "How old are you? Cry as you please."

"I was wrong." Lu Xinyi cried quietly, just wiped her tears with her arms and the back of her hands, and apologized inarticulately with her head down, "I'm sorry, I was really wrong, I'm sorry..."

Zhou Ping ignored his begging for mercy and just asked that question, over and over again.

In the end, he simply let go of Lu Xinyi's holding hand, and watched Lu Xinyi cry indifferently.

Lu Xinyi stopped slowly, sobbing softly.After getting out of bed, he was not so delicate, and he didn't cry so much.

Zhou Ping immediately pinched his face with two fingers, turned around, stared at his red eyes and asked, "Who is Ed?"

After a while, two lines of tears flowed silently down Lu Xinyi's face again. After a long time, he finally gave up and admitted dumbly: "It's you."

The happy and slow life in Russia is the same person as the time-scratching life in Shanghai. The silent owner in the repair shop and the serious boss in front of his subordinates are the same person. Ed, the 30-year-old mercenary, and Ping Zhou, the 27-year-old family heir It's the same person.

It was the same person who taught Lu Xinyi to grow up and who had been deceiving Lu Xinyi all along.

In front of Lu Xinyi, he will always have such confidence. He can't give him an answer, but he still wants Lu Xinyi to give him an answer.

Lu Xinyi would always give it to him, when he needed protection, care, outlets and love, he knew he would always get it.

With such connivance, it was impossible for him to allow Lu Xinyi to keep rejecting Zhou Ping, but still miss Ed all the time.

Obviously won another game, but Zhou Ping looked at Lu Xinyi who had something broken in his eyes, and didn't understand why the feeling of losing control in his heart became stronger.

He couldn't wait to confirm, and the most direct way to confirm was physical entanglement.

"So what problem do we have now?" Zhou Ping asked.

Lu Xinyi said blankly and softly, "No problem."

Zhou Ping lowered his head to kiss him in a very close posture, Lu Xinyi subconsciously turned his face away, and soon Zhou Ping turned back with his chin pinched, and looked at him with a look called "Look": " What's wrong?"

Lu Xinyi didn't speak, Zhou Ping remained expressionless, moved his hand pinching Lu Xinyi's chin up, pressed his thumb firmly on Lu Xinyi's red lips, and urged impatiently: "Speak."

He made an impatient expression on his face, but he couldn't move his hand on Lu Xinyi's lips.

Seeing the movement of Lu Xinyi's drooping long eyelashes, and the blood loss and redness of the lip he bullied, Zhou Ping uncontrollably moved closer and kissed the corner of Lu Xinyi's mouth.

As soon as they touched him, Lu Xinyi suddenly dodged with all his might, swung Zhou Ping's hand that was pressing on half of his face, and pushed Zhou Ping's chest.

But it seemed that after pushing, he felt a little regretful, leaning back with his hands on the armrest of the sofa, his eyes widened, and he stared at Zhou Ping in a daze.

With that look in his eyes, Zhou Ping straightened up and pressed him down on the sofa to kiss him hard in the next second, without even having time to utter an exclamation.

Ever since they came back, the two of them hadn't made out when Lu Xinyi was awake. They only kissed secretly a few times in the middle of the night, and because they loved him so much that he couldn't fall asleep easily, and they were afraid that he would make a fuss if he made a big move, so they only dared to touch him. Instant points.

This time Zhou Ping used a lot of strength, Lu Xinyi had no way of resisting when he wanted to control him, the two hands pinching Zhou Ping's arms were like mortal flesh bumped into reinforced concrete, it was not enough to look at.

On the sofa that was only big enough for one person, Lu Xinyi was quickly squeezed to the back of the sofa by Zhou Ping's movements. The back of the sofa was soft, but Zhou Ping's chest was hard. The kiss made him forget everything, he just felt that he was about to be embedded in Zhou Ping's body, and after an unknown amount of time, he heard Zhou Ping turn to kiss his ear and say, "Breathe."

Lu Xinyi followed the ending of these two words and began to inhale, only to feel her heart beating violently, and her face swelled with heat. Zhou Ping squeezed him tightly into a corner of the sofa, trapped him with his chest and legs, and kissed his ears , and slowly sucked kisses to the side of his face, touched his eyelids lightly with one hand, and whispered, "Why is your face so red?"

Lu Xinyi was speechless, he couldn't describe Zhou Ping's appearance at this moment, it seemed that he really loved him, and was very reluctant to part with him, and the fingers that came to touch his eyebrows and eyelids were telling love words of love.

His heart suddenly beat fast.

He asked himself, is there a small possibility that Zhou Ping also loves him?Is there a small possibility that Zhou Ping is also enduring torture and looking for a way to make everything better?

Zhou Ping touched his forehead: "Huh?"

Lu Xinyi raised his hand to touch his face, feeling hot. "Kissed by you." He said.

The two eyes did not know whether it was because of crying or something, but there was a thin layer of watery light, which made Zhou Ping stuck in his dark and ignorant eyes and couldn't extricate himself.

Zhou Ping endured it very hard, but he couldn't bear his dumbfounded look, so he kissed him for a long time before picking him up and taking him into the bathroom.

Lu Xinyi didn't seem to expect things to go this way, and Zhou Ping caught evidence of an erection, so he couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he could only stand in the bathroom with his hands tied, watching Zhou Ping raise his hand to turn on the shower, and in the steam He took off his clothes first, then easily tore off his jeans and short sleeves, and then began to flush like no one else.

Like a high school student who made a mistake, he stood in front of Zhou Ping with long hands and feet at a loss, with his hands awkwardly covering the place where he was a little bit reactive, and he lowered his head to reveal a pair of red ears.

Seeing that his shoulders shook, Zhou Ping couldn't proceed with the intentional arrangement, so he stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms and asked, "Is it cold?"

Subconsciously, Lu Xinyi leaned into his arms, hugged his waist with both hands, put her face on his shoulders, and whispered, "It's not cold."

Zhou Ping said, "Then take a bath by yourself."

Lu Xinyi was afraid of standing naked alone, and he didn't have the temper to go out and get dressed, so he could only hug Zhou Ping tighter: "Yes, it's a bit cold."

Zhou Ping stroked his hair, hugged him back to the shower, the water rushed to Zhou Ping's shoulders first, then gradually flowed through his chest and Lu Xinyi's body.

He foamed and stroked Lu Xinyi's back, and had already brought Lu Xinyi's hand to his hard, aching penis beforehand.

Lu Xinyi's hands were slightly cold, and he shivered when he touched the fierce thing. He raised his head to observe Zhou Ping, and saw Zhou Ping helping him take a bath with a blank face, so Lu Xinyi had no choice but to bite the bullet and start masturbating him.

He passively cooperates, the movements in his hands are not skillful at all, let alone bring much pleasure, but Zhou Ping sees him standing in front of him obediently, blushing and pleasing to the eye, almost cum on Lu Xinyi hand.

He suddenly couldn't bear it any longer, turned Lu Xinyi around and pushed against the wall, stretched impatiently, pinched Lu Xinyi's waist, kissed his shoulder and slowly pushed in.

It's been a long time since I've done it, and neither of them felt well. Lu Xinyi propped one arm on the cold bathroom wall, leaned her forehead against it, bit her lip forbearance, and yelled muffledly as Zhou Ping entered. He was kissed by Zhou Ping.

"Um...um..." Not long after, Lu Xinyi stretched his hand behind and pushed indiscriminately, "Slow, slow..."

Zhou Ping put his hand on his abdominal muscles, and slid the other hand on his waistline, kissing the corner of his mouth and asking, "Okay, does it hurt?"

Lu Xinyi choked up with difficulty: "Up..."

Zhou Ping whispered, "Is it painful or not?"

"It doesn't hurt." Lu Xinyi begged him indiscriminately, "Don't do it, I want to pee, um... don't do it..."

Lu Xinyi's sensitive parts are shallow, and it doesn't match Zhou Ping's size. He doesn't understand it. He only knows that Zhou Ping's casual movement seems to kill him. , lube, and bodily fluids, all wet from the front and back.

Zhou Ping thought for a while, then suddenly his face turned cold, his lower body became much stronger, and his speed began to increase from his temper. He mercilessly fucked deep into Lu Xinyi's unbearable depths, and pressed his voice against Lu Xinyi's ear and said, "" Do you want to ejaculate? You always say no, no, you just want to ejaculate a few times, why are you so coquettish?"

Lu Xinyi couldn't stand this, she stood on tiptoe and moaned violently when he fucked her, and then retorted weakly: "No, no..."

"It's nothing, don't want to cum or show off?"

Zhou Ping's waist exerted strength, and the muscles tensed up. Lu Xinyi was startled and frightened. He whimpered and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Zhou Ping brought it to his own stomach.

With the posture of entering backwards, with the movement of entering, Lu Xinyi's smooth and sunken lower abdomen regularly appeared slight bulges.

The thick and long penis is hot and scalding. After being inserted into the intestine, every mucous membrane can feel the pulsating veins on its surface. Lu Xinyi was terrified when he touched it with his hand just now, but now he feels that the thing has entered his ass It seems to be more than a little bit bigger in the future.

He bowed high and raised his neck, Zhou Ping hugged his waist, his buttocks were pressed against Zhou Ping's hipbones, and he heard the slapping sound of his flesh, his whole body trembled.

He didn't want to talk anymore, Zhou Ping himself was not a talkative person, his enthusiasm gradually became uncontrollable, Lu Xinyi was so pushed that he couldn't stand up, and kept sliding, Zhou Ping simply turned him over and hugged him against the wall to fuck.

Two hands like an iron prison tossed him up and pressed him down, and when he fell, he added his weight and went in so deep and fast that Lu Xinyi couldn't even cry out. The fear of falling and the ubiquitous pleasure in his body didn't know where he was. Fang gained the upper hand, and he hugged Zhou Ping's neck tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"who am I?"

Lu Xinyi answered over and over again as if lost in the overwhelming pleasure: "Zhou Ping, Zhou Ping...Ed..."

He was ejaculated once very quickly, his intestines tightened like crazy, and he could die if he was touched, Lu Xinyi was shaking all over, forgetting who made him so embarrassed, he just stammered and cried and begged Zhou Ping: "Go to bed, okay, please."

Zhou Ping was still in it, but he stopped temporarily with good intentions, and said, "How did you ask?"

Lu Xinyi was tortured to the point of helplessness, her thighs trembled so much that she couldn't pinch Zhou Ping's waist, sobbing twice, she put one hand flatteringly on Zhou Ping's face, and said with wet eyes, "I beg you, please!" Very kind, very kind of you."

Zhou Ping reluctantly agreed, took him into his arms, and left the bathroom wall. He just walked along the curve and walked towards the bed. The journey was far away, and the situation was even more difficult than before.

When he was on the bed, the front of him became semi-hard again due to the forced manipulation during the orgasm, but the interval was too short, so he seemed not energetic. As soon as his back touched the mattress, Lu Xinyi turned over and crawled forward, inserting the Most of the penis in the hole was pulled out, and it was about to break away from the huge and ferocious glans head. Lu Xinyi's arm went limp, and Zhou Ping pulled him back.

Zhou Ping casually turned him over, stretched his legs face up, like a little frog on all fours, but not only the belly, but also the whole body of this little frog was white. The thing he just ejaculated rubbed on his tender red tits, spread it all over, and whispered as he fucked, "Do you still want to pee?"

Lu Xinyi's face, neck and chest were all wet and red, she pursed her lips, closed her eyes and shook her head, her forehead hair was wetly stuck to her forehead, Zhou Ping pushed it away, and leaned down to kiss her little by little.

"Baby." He pushed hard a few times, bit Lu Xinyi's lip and said, "Call me."

Lu Xinyi trembled, covered his eyes and said nothing, Zhou Ping kissed him patiently, pressed his waist with one hand and stuck it to himself: "Speak."

After a while, Lu Xinyi opened his mouth to let him stick his tongue in, then put his legs around his waist, relaxed and patiently let him breathe.

Zhou Ping enjoyed his initiative for a while, but still didn't let him go: "How did you just call it?"

"You know." Lu Xinyi said.

"I forgot." Zhou Ping said.

Lu Xinyi buried her face in the soft pillow, only showing Zhou Ping's thin back: "I forgot too."

Zhou Ping was no longer persistent, he covered Lu Xinyi's head with one hand, and entered him deeply with his lower body, listening to him sobbing, he couldn't bear it and seemed to want more groans, it turned into a rush, and when it was over, Lu Xinyi clenched tightly With a corner of the pillow towel, the butterfly bone trembled, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

The room was brightly lit, and the two of them were so close, Zhou Ping lay down, put all his weight on Lu Xinyi's body, rested his chin on Lu Xinyi's shoulder, breathed calmly, looked at him well, and traced his eyebrows and eyes with his fingers.

It's like loving him very much.

"What were you thinking at that time?" Lu Xinyi suddenly said in a muffled voice.

But Zhou Ping understood, besides the boiling desire was the heartbeat that gradually calmed down, he slowly stopped all his movements.

After a long time, Lu Xinyi moved a bit, and he took advantage of the trend to get off Lu Xinyi's back, and then hugged Lu Xinyi onto himself, stroking the back of Lu Xinyi's neck which was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Do you love me?" Lu Xinyi pressed her face against his shoulder, "Don't lie to me."

Zhou Ping's hands curled up unconsciously, he finally spoke, and found his voice was rough and almost hoarse: "I love you, I have always loved you."

Lu Xinyi straightened up, lowered her head and left a tooth mark with saliva on his chin, Zhou Ping yanked him back, turned over and pressed him under him, and wrapped his hands and feet tightly in his arms like protecting some treasure inside.

At that time, he thought, be Lu Xinyi's rose, not poppy.

Lu Xinyi finally understood that Zhou Ping's love was painful from the very beginning.But that is also love, it is from Zhou Ping, the love with a clear imprint, and it is sent to Lu Xinyi, that rose with thorns.