Special Fondness

Tang Qiaoyuan still rubbed the medicinal wine for Fang Su once. This thing is harmless to the bones and muscles, and it is more reassuring to rub it once more, so he refuses to omit it.

Warm palms rubbed against Fang Su's left ankle, rubbing that piece of skin so hot.

This behavior has been like this for days, and it has not stopped for a single day. However, after a long time, Fang Su still couldn't get used to it. He always looked at this person quietly with a blushing face, even more awkward this time. His lips were pursed slightly, as if he always wanted to say something.

Tang Qiaoyuan saw it and didn't ask any questions. He just waited for him to speak when he wanted to, but he didn't want to wait for a long time. Fang Su kept silent when he applied the medicine, until he put away the medicine bottle, washed his hands and returned to the bed, Fang Su finally stopped talking.

At that time, the lights in the room were extinguished, and the light was dim. Fang Su lightly tugged at the corners of his inner sleeves and whispered, "It's done..."

Tang Qiaoyuan inexplicably heard the meaning of his words, as if he wanted to thank him, but also with a little bit of coquettishness that Fang Su had not noticed himself, he couldn't help laughing happily: "I know, I won't rub it tomorrow. "

Fang Su hummed, closed his eyes to sleep, and habitually got closer to this person. Tang Qiaoyuan also stretched out his arms to wrap him around and protect him as usual, but today was different. The hand that went around his back was not a gentle pat, but touched his back softly and gently slid. Scratching lightly, stirring up an itch.

Fang Su didn't think much about it. After a while, it was really itchy. Laughter overflowed from his throat. He ducked for half an inch and said, "Itchy..." After he uttered the word, he was suddenly stunned. Came across something amazing.

Tang Qiaoyuan didn't answer, his hand pressed on Fang Su's back waist, and with a little force, the person in his arms pressed tighter, so that the spiritual thing under his body actually touched his leg, but there was a cloud on his face. With a light-hearted look, he lowered his head and slowly kissed his thin eyebrows.

Fang Su understood in just a moment, he was a man himself, and he knew what that hard and hot thing was. Tang Qiaoyuan's breath was gradually sinking, but he was not in a hurry to kiss him. He seemed to be restrained, for fear that he would be frightened.

Fang Su tightened his body and did feel a little panicked. Fortunately, this person did not urge him to respond and gave him enough time to relax. He calmed down and thought for a while, and inexplicably remembered what the man said earlier, saying that he was already married to him. Apparently already married, but waiting for the things that should have been done that day until now, is it still difficult to see the pity?

Thinking about it, his body slowly loosened his strength, Fang Su raised his head, and gently touched his lips in the dark to meet his kiss.

Tang Qiaoyuan let out a faint sigh, turned over in an instant and pressed him under him. The originally careful pecks became extremely hot, from his earlobes down, lingering on the entire neck, leaving one ambiguous mark after another.

This man's always gentle hands carried a sense of domineering that was hard to ignore. He tore Fang Su's undershirt from the neckline, his lips fell on the exposed chest, and he kissed the fragile and soft spot on the top for a while. He opened his mouth to hold it. Fang Su's tightly pursed lips could no longer stop the low voice that came out of her mouth, and it fell into the ears of the person on her body with some uneasy vibrato.

Tang Qiaoyuan moved his waist, rubbed against him through his trousers, and called him with a small sigh in his mouth: "Susu..."

Fang Su's eyes were filled with emotion, and she was softened by the doting call, and obediently let the man take off his trousers. Tang Qiaoyuan squeezed his body between his legs, stroking his legs with one hand to spread them further apart, and reaching under the pillow with the other hand, he took out a box of perfume.

Fang Su didn't understand what it was at first, until the wet and slippery paste was smeared on the disgusting place behind him, he suddenly realized that this thing had been placed under the pillow for several days...

A finger broke into the tight body, Fang Su's legs were tense, and he bit his lower lip uneasily.

Tang Qiaoyuan kissed his lips until he loosened his teeth, and then his fingers slowly began to twitch in his body, soothing the warm place meticulously, waiting patiently for him to relax more. Fang Su panted with his movements, and the fear in his heart gradually subsided. Fang Su frowned slightly, but fortunately he was still able to adapt, and tried his best to cooperate with patience, but finally let out a pained groan when three fingers entered.

"Just bear with it..." Tang Qiaoyuan kissed his face distressedly, the arrow was already on the line and it was difficult to stop, so he could only use his other hand to soothe him in front of him, trying to divert some of his energy.

Fang Su's predecessor was originally erected slightly, but now he was in pain and lost some energy. He was held in the palm of his hand and caressed slowly back and forth for a while, and finally recovered. Tang Qiaoyuan slowly changed his meaning after listening to his moaning, and finally felt relieved and slowly pumped his fingers.

The acupoints behind him were rubbed softly and moistly. Fang Su breathed a sigh of relief after his fingers were withdrawn. However, before his misty eyes could find the focal distance, he saw Tang Qiaoyuan leaned down, tilted his head and whispered in his ear: "If it hurts, bite me. ."

Fang Su looked at him absentmindedly, and before he could think clearly about what he said, there was a hard object behind him, and then the object didn't wait for a moment, and firmly pushed inward.

"Qiaoyuan..." Fang Su clings to the man's shoulders in panic. There is plenty of foreplay, and the pain is not so strong, but the feeling of foreign objects breaking into his body makes him extremely nervous, and subconsciously calls him, wanting to hear some comforting responses.

Tang Qiaoyuan kept moving, his arms around his waist hugged him tightly, and the moisture breathed in his ears and replied, "Don't be afraid."

Fang Su's arms were tightly wrapped around the back of his neck, and with a flick of his eyelashes, a line of tears slid down. Tang Qiaoyuan slowly moved into the depths, stopped to kiss him and wet the corners of his eyes.

The faint moonlight entered the room through the paper window, and his eyes had already adapted to the darkness. Now that he was close, Fang Su could see the smile in the bottom of this man's eyes. After a long pause, Tang Qiaoyuan stood up again, as if looking for something in his body, and asked with a gentle smile, "Where is my Susu?"

Fang Su was puzzled, and Shui Run looked at him with his eyes, until he was suddenly pushed into a strange place, he couldn't help but let out a low cry, twisting his waist to dodge.

"Here..." The man hugged his waist, smiled deeply, lowered his head to kiss his lips, and pumped it towards the point just now.

"No..." Fang Su shook her head, hugged her body tightly, and begged for mercy in a trembling voice.

Tang Qiaoyuan always pityed him like that, but at this moment he was just smiling, with soft words in his mouth, constantly coaxing, attacking the city under his body, gradually and forcefully.

"Qiaoyuan...don't..." Fang Su didn't know what he didn't want, and the madness surged like a wave, making him look up, Tang Qiaoyuan buried his head in his neck, smelling the faint aroma, and the desire in his body became more and more high. , the connection behind him crackled, and the sound of water tsk tsk.

Fang Su was gradually speechless, and his hands scratched on the man's back unintentionally. The upturned avatar in front of him rubbed against the hard belly and leaked liquid. Finally, he let out a cry and spilled Tang Qiaoyuan's belly. .

At the time of the climax, the rear acupuncture point desperately clenched the contents of the body, Tang Qiaoyuan sighed and sighed, and the palm of his hand touched his waist to comfort him. After this wave of joy passed, he returned to the speed just now and went in and out endlessly.

Fang Su's body was weak and weak, and it was hard for Cheng Huan to resist such a strong pleasure for the first time. Her legs were soft and trembling on the bed, just waiting for this person to be satisfied. Tang Qiaoyuan also knew that he was intolerable, so he didn't try to beg too much. He bumped into the ecstasy place for a hundred more times, and finally vented it in Fang Su's body when he climbed to the top again.

Fang Su's eyes have long been slack, and the hot breath of the person on his body is still spraying on the side of his neck, accompanied by the lingering rhyme that makes his body tremble.

After a short while, Tang Qiaoyuan regained his clear thoughts and started to come out of his body. Fang Su let out a faint low voice, and his fingers lightly scratched his back weakly.

Tang Qiaoyuan lay down on his side, smiled and hugged the person in his arms, grabbed his fingers, kneaded and kissed, and coaxed him happily after being full, and shouted "Susu" loudly, making Fang Su's cheeks hot, that's all. He also deliberately said, "I'll take care of you when you get used to it."

Fang Su's body stiffened for a moment when he heard this, and he had never seen this person like this for a few days. He couldn't think of how to deal with it, so he buried his head and refused to pay attention to him.

Tang Qiaoyuan chuckled lightly, and let him lean against his chest, and his palms ran along the back of his head, thinking to himself, in fact, after worshipping the hall, there was still a little bit of a wedding candle, and he was finally satisfied until today.

The sound of **** in the room is no longer, and the ambiguous soft words are quiet. Tang Qiaoyuan rested for a while, got up and went down to the bunk. He took the person in the bed who was still ashamed of words and went to the screen to take a bath and wash.

The weight between the arms is very light, but it fully presses all his...