Chapter 51: Can't stand it

Xia Yao threw the pillow under his head back, separating him and Yuan Li’s head. Yuan Li did not stop harassing. Instead, he put his arm under the head of Xia Yao as a pillow. As a result, Xia Yao was firmly stuck in his arms from head to toe.
Xia Yao has not tossed, and simply regards Yuan Lian as a hard and sly quilt, staring at him!
Yuan Zhongqian chin padded on Xia Yao's neck, his eyes meticulously depicting the five senses of Xia Yao, and after repeated counter-repetitions, finally a breath of breath rushed to Xia Yao's ear.
"It looks so good."
Xia Yaoben wanted to ignore it directly, but Yuan Liyi opened his mouth and took Hu’s chin and crotch to unconsciously scrape his neck and provoke Xia Yao’s goose bumps.
I was afraid that Yuan Lie found his sensitivity and then tossed it up. Xia Yao had to move a small inch without revealing the trace, and returned to it in a perfunctory manner.
"Because you are with a group of rough lords all day, the aesthetics are distorted. Someone who looks better than me has..."
"No." Yuan Lian interrupted.
Xia Yao especially wants to say: No, there is no, you can't do anything special? Just moved a small inch, Yuan Lian's chin chased it again, and instantly covered the little bugs on his neck. In order to avoid embarrassment, Xia Yao can only continue to move, continue to talk without words.
"You stare at me because I look good?"
After asking this question, Xia Yao almost smoked a big ear scraper. What are you talking about? If you don’t say such sensation, isn’t this just bringing yourself to the ditch?
Yuan Lian did not hide the nature of his own men. The big hand gently scraped on Xia Yao’s face and faintly said: "I will see you at a glance, can you have other reasons?"
Xia Yao feels Yuan Li's rough big hand is like a barb, which is itchy, which can't stand it. Hurrying to grab his wrist, said with a slight urge: "That... I have a buddy, who looks better than me, and can accept the man with the man, or do I introduce him to you to know?"
Yuan Zeng Shen’s tone said: "I am a sniper. My love has only one goal. It can't be changed with one hit."
"You don't ask the target to be happy!"
Yuan Li calmly and replied: "Which goal was voluntarily killed by a sniper?"
After saying that the wrist that Xia Yao curbed was hard to break away, he continued to reach the face of Xia Yao, caressing hesitantly.
Xia Yao is going crazy, how can there be such unreasonable people? You said that you are nonsense, and you can put your hand on it! Xia Yao is not afraid of anything, he is afraid of itching, but also afraid that others know that he is ticklish. He couldn't help but cry and laughed. He still had to endure the urge to feel at all times. He wanted to behave naturally, and he was a little cold. He let Yuan Li feel uninterested and dismissed his hand. As a result, Yuan Lian was still endless.
Finally, I couldn’t help but scream, "Does the Nyima touch it?"
Got it! This sound is a bad thing, Yuan Long sees it, and dare to react to your face, then I continue to touch.
Ah, ah... The hairs under Xia Yao’s body are all blown up, and they can’t beat them, and the words are humiliating and catching a thick face. In desperation, violence can't solve the problem, it can only be taken.
Xia Yao turned his face in a direction and buried it in Yuan Li’s arms, and he screamed with sorrow.
"I am tired!"
Sure enough, this trick, Yuan Li Shen Rui's gaze looked at Xia Yao's face with a small look, thinking: Is this being spoiled with me? Can that man be able to endure this tenderness? Even more so, Yuan Li said that Xia Yaoxiao’s bones are crisp and idiotic.
See Yuan Lie stop, Xia Yao Ling turned and slammed it, and when he was not ready, he punched it and you smashed it!
The result of a happy moment is that he is directly hung in his arms by Yuan Lian, and his big hand is transferred from his face to various sensitive parts of the body. Hey, Xia Yaoqi called, the bed was full, the bath towel spread, the birds fluttered, and the red ears rushed to the bed.
"Don't... don't make trouble..."
Yuan Li said: "If you turn your face, I won't yell at you."
Xia Yao turned over and was just facing Yuan Yuan, and he was kissed by his mouth.
"You see..."
The bodyguard's eyes are extremely lethal, especially the head of the bodyguard, or the special soldier. When Xia Yao rushed out, he was stopped. He and Yuan Lian looked at each other. The two faces were separated by a finger-thick distance, and the mouth was slightly puffed to kiss each other's lips.
Yuan Zhongsheng asked: "Do you really kiss someone else?"
Xia Yao was silent, did not admit it and did not deny it.
Because of his hesitation in this second, Yuan’s chest suddenly caught a fire. He sealed the lips of Xia Yao in one bite, and his tongue rushed into the air. Compared with the rush of the river, this time Yuan Long’s movements were much slower. He rubbed his tongue deep into Xia Yao's throat and heavy pressure, asking for a warm body of liquid in a hegemonic and rough way.
Because of the limitations of experience, Yuan Lian's kiss technique is partial and hard, but his lips and tongue are extremely powerful. When others for a while, they have to breathe. He does not need it all at all. The passionate offensive continues, and the scrolls of Xia Yao’s lips are turned over and rude. Wild again.
At the beginning, Xia Yao had the intention of resisting. Later, she suddenly felt that she was very tired. It was like a slack after running for dozens of kilometers. It was soft and muscles loose, and only breathing was rhythmically rhythmic.
Yuan Lian is more and more excited, squatting on the back of Xia Yao's back, the greasy touch makes him squat and squat. His hand began to move involuntarily, inserting the chest between two people, the rough fingertips licking the of Xia Yao's already stiff, and instantly felt the strong shaking of Xia Yao's chest.
Yuan Long did not confiscated his hand, but also picked up a finger and maliciously scratched it on Xia Yao’s hard bean.
Xia Yao's psoas muscles, the painful resistance to the spurt from the mouth, began to struggle fiercely. He slammed Yuan Lian's wrist, and the two men's hands were pushed in the Xia Yao chest. The tender lingering in the mouth turned into a malicious bite, and the subsequent process was more like a fight, and Xia Yao was the little wolf dog that was stepped on the tail.
Finally, Yuan Lian left from Xia Yao’s lips and taunted and asked: "Is the teat so sensitive?"
Xia Yao's two claws were inserted into Yuan Lian's short scorpion's hard hair, and they screamed and angered. "Is it impossible for Benedict to call the "nipple"?"
Yuan’s mouth smirked a smile.
What is the name of the teat? What is the difference between milk and milk?

Xia Yao's face was purple, and the bare chest was together, and the two small beans that were hard and protruding were under Yuan Lian's eyelids.
Yuan Lian Ding had been watching for a while, and put his mouth in the ear of Xia Yao. The low and hoarse voice said: "I want to lick your teat."
Xia Yao’s chest was shocked, and Yuan Lian’s thin lip had been attached to his collarbone, and the current sprinted sharply downward. Xia Yao was in a hurry, and his arms were wrapped around Yuan’s shoulders, and he plunged into his neck and cried.
"Don't you make a mistake? I want to... sleep... ah... I am sleepy."
Facts have proved that this trick is really a hundred test Bai Ling, Yuan Long is a fire eyebrows, but also can not resist the soft language of Xia Yao.
Xia Yao waited for an opportunity and tightened it.
Yuan Zhangmei’s suffocation was cut off by a large part, and the turbulent hand paused on Xia Yao’s back for a moment, and the quilt was pulled up to cover Xia Yao. His face was facing his face and he said in a compromise tone:
Oh, Sleep."
After two people breathed smoothly, Yuan Lian got up and went to the bathroom.
Xia Yao opened his eyes and made a small slit. He determined that Yuan was not in the room and secretly took his hand into the bath towel wrapped underneath.
Wet a piece...
Xia Yao died biting his lips, as if he was competing with himself, twisting the sheets underneath into a pleated flower.
Yuan Lian’s hand held a fierce masculine object, imagining that Xia Yao’s buttocks were high and uplifted, and the slutty scene was left and right. The cavernous body is hyperemia, and its size is soaring and hard. After a long period of time, the speed of Yuan Lian’s hand was accelerated, the brows rose, the neck was violent, and with a few loud and violent asthma, a large piece of turbidity was finally sprayed on the white wall...
Xia Yao was really tired. When Yuan Long returned to the room, he had already slept very deep toward himself.
Yuan led his head and blew his whistle in his ear.
Xia Yao felt that the movement was moving, and he turned up and turned to face Yuan.
Yuan Lian then put his arms around and Xia Yao unconsciously plunged into his arms.
Comfortable for a while, Yuan Zong pulled away from the bed and went to the bathroom. One night tossed five or six times, until dawn, the bathroom is still filled with smoke and strong male atmosphere, long time to wave.