Chapter 50: Small wretchedness in the bed

Two people asked at several nearby hotels, and they were told that there was no room. Finally found a hotel with the remaining rooms, the result is only a single room, two people must sleep on a bed. Xia Yao turned to go, and the result was persuaded by the owner.
"Young man, the rain is so big outside, you are going back and forth. In addition to me, there is no hotel available. We are a tourist area, this time is full every time, I want the room to be booked in advance. And this time still It’s raining, the room is even harder to find, you don’t live, and you’ll be occupied by others in a while.

Just finished, there was a pair of young men and women who were drenched and drenched in to ask the room. The shopkeeper said the situation in the past, turned and asked Xia Yao again. "You can't order it? If you don't order it, you have to give it to others. The two people are not the target, they are going to make a squeeze. You two buddies." What else can be avoided?"
Yuan Li did not say anything, and paid the money directly. Xia Yao can only walk with a waiter facing the room with a face that is forbearing. Although the hotel is small, the environment inside is still good. After Xia Yaojin went, he couldn't wait to get into the bathroom, peeled off a wet clothes, and took a hot bath. After three or four hours of rain washing, Xia Yao suddenly felt that the feeling of being moisturized by hot water was too special!
It was cool, the bathroom door opened without warning, and a tall and burly figure walked toward him against the water mist. Xia Yao’s face turned from red to purple, and quickly caught the towel around his waist. That reaction speed is beyond the scope of normal people, and it is unmatched to go to a certain treasure. As a result, Yuan Lian just picked up the wet clothes that Xia Yao had changed. He didn't look at him and left.
Xia Yao’s face couldn’t stand, and he snorted at the door.
What are you doing with your clothes?

"I let the waiter take it in the past and do it tomorrow morning."
After Xia Yao came out, Yuan squatted into the bathroom and threw all the wet clothes outside the door. He said to Xia Yao: "After a moment, the waiter knocks on the door, and you directly hand it out."
"Regardless of!"
Having said that, Xia Yao still smashed Yuan’s clothes one by one. When I finally got a pair of underwear, I didn’t know what my mind was, I couldn’t help but look at it. It is larger than the average men's underwear model, especially the front convex position is unusually prominent, as if it has just been blasted by a big thing.
Xia Yao is fascinated, and the bathroom door suddenly opened again. And he sneaked into the study of the big bird's underwear, just happened to be caught by the owner of the big bird. Xia Yao’s face burned up.
Yuan sneered and smiled. "What? You still want to wash it for me?"
Xia Yao has a kind of desire to put his underwear in his hand.
When Yuan Lian came out of the bathroom, Xia Yao had already gotten into the bed, wrapped himself like a silkworm cocoon, and it was tight and tight. Moreover, Yuan Li, who was specially walking towards the bed, said: "I asked the waiter to send another quilt, and the tricks were different."
Yuan Li did not speak, in the process of moving to the bed, his eyes have been firmly attached to the large magnet of Xia Yao.
Xia Yao feels that the footsteps behind him are getting closer and closer, and the muscles of the back are subconsciously tightened. Yuan Lian didn't look at the bed quilt. The big hand directly grabbed a corner of Xia Yao's tight squat, slammed open, and hugged Xia Yaoqi from behind. Then he closed the quilt and pressed it to the corner. He imprisoned Xia Yao in this warm and narrow space, and he was completely irresistible.
"What should I do if I want to sleep with you in a bed?" The hot air in Yuan’s mouth was all spit in Xia Yao’s ear.
Xia Yaozhen was in a state of first-order alert, his teeth almost shattered, and his sharp eyes swept away toward the above the slanting head. "I tell you Yuan Li, you dare to smash the moth, I can't kill you!"
Yuan Zong's strong chest is against Xia Yao's naked back, his arms are around his waist, and his hands are full of slippery touch. Don't talk about the whole moth, that is, do nothing, just hold it, and let Yuan Li's blood pressure reach more than 200. Yuan Lian’s big hand clamped Xia Yao’s cheeks and forced his face to himself.
"What did you play with my little pants?"
Xia Yao denied it, "Who is fiddling?"
Yuan Lianxiao: "I want to see how much charm I have. Can I let my underwear fit a lot?"
What a special thing?