Host, You're Targeted

"Really don't want my help?"

Zhou Qifeng raised his hand against the wall and came to the wall quietly.

Su Lin turned his head to avoid his breathing and did not dare to look into his eyes.

For him, Zhou Qifeng's eyes are force majeure.

When he wants to get close to Zhou Qifeng, these eyes will drive him forward; when he wants to stay away from Zhou Qifeng, these eyes will make all his determination fail.

"No, no, No Su Lin's back in the back of the hand buckle on the ceramic tile small gap, palms by steam and sweat made a wet.

Zhou Qifeng laughed again. His left foot stepped back, but his right foot pressed forward. He leaned over and bit his shoulder.

"Dream, I wasted so much time just now, and now I want to wait for you? Don't get up tomorrow and go on asking for leave. "

The wet vapor in the bathroom ran over when Zhou Qi's wind pressure came. The fragrance of shower gel and shampoo swept Su Lin's body.

The rejection gradually evolved into a pull to refuse and return to welcome, and all the temperature molecules remaining on the water vapor were transferred to Su Lin.

There was a voice in his head reminding him that he shouldn't be like this. So he pressed back against the wall, trying to cool the temperature that had made him unconscious.

All of a sudden, Su Lin is pulled up from the cold wall by Zhou Qifeng, and his feet fall into Zhou Qifeng's arms.

The fragrance of the shower gel in the air and the smell of Zhou Qifeng blend in the water vapor, and turn into a sticky liquid to get into his body. First, he pokes out a small head and looks at him. Seeing that Su Lin doesn't mean to resist, he rushes into his body to have fun.

The taste was too strong, like a fragrant flower blooming in his body. He had to endure the pain of being invaded while adapting to the speed at which the petals unfolded to relax himself.

"I can't, I'm..."

Su Lin grabs Zhou Qifeng's arm, and his lower lip is almost full of bleeding beads.

When the flower was taken back, Su Lin immediately slipped from Zhou Qifeng's body and collapsed on the ground to fall back.

Zhou Qifeng was afraid that the back of his head would hit the wall. He immediately squatted down, spread his hands behind his head and pressed him into his arms again.

"I, I said I would come by myself, you are too much, Zhou Qifeng, you really..."

Su Lin gasped intermittently, chin pad on Zhou Qifeng's shoulder, hands powerless to push him.

Zhou Qifeng helped him, stood up, took the shower, adjusted the water temperature, flushed him again, and then put the shower gel in front of him.

"Take a bath first." Zhou Qifeng rubbed his head with a hand full of lubricant.

Su Lin glared at him, or obediently pressed the shower gel pump head, but he pressed several times, did not squeeze out the shower gel.

His hands were shaking and he couldn't squeeze the shower gel properly.

Seeing that Zhou Qifeng didn't want to help him, he took a deep breath to adjust his heart rate and tried several times, but he still didn't squeeze out. He was so angry that he threw the shower gel aside.

Zhou Qifeng finally laughed, took the shower gel and squeezed a large lump in the palm of his hand. He carefully smeared Su Lin's chest and back, pulled him up and held him, and ran at him with a shower.

Clearly, Su Lin had a feeling that his body was not his body when he didn't start to do anything.

The current washed away the shower gel on his body. He leaned lazily on Zhou Qifeng and didn't want to move.

"Zhou Qifeng, I have to go to work tomorrow. Take it easy."

Zhou Qifeng flushed him over and over twice, wiped his hands and touched the lubricant beside him.

"I'll try my best."