The President's Sweet Trap

However, just a few minutes ago, the South leaning dust on the car didn't realize what was going to happen next.

The color of the street lamp outside the window constantly flashed at the fundus of nanqingchen's eyes, rippling and blurred. However, nanqingchen didn't want to appreciate the outside at this time. He was surrounded by a strong sense of vertigo. It became stronger and stronger with the increase of time, and so was the feeling of tumbling in his stomach.

"Carsick? Would you like some water to relax? " Lu Yao carefully handed over a bottle of water with the bottle cap unscrewed and patted Nan Qingchen on the back. "Just bear it. I'll be at the hotel soon. Then you can rest. "

"..." Nan Qingchen took the bottle of water and reluctantly poured a few mouthfuls into his stomach. Unexpectedly, it didn't play any role and made his stomach feel more serious.

Lu Yao pursed his lips, looked at the dust in the south, patted his hands, and breathed for him.

"How long will it take to arrive?" Nanqingchen forced down the uncomfortable feeling, swallowed saliva, barely woke up a little, and asked, "do you want ten minutes?"

"... no, it'll be about five minutes." Lu Yao looked out of the window, thought for a moment, estimated the time, and frowned again at nanqingchen, "is it really uncomfortable?"

"Just carsick. It's no big deal." Nan Qingchen waved his hand, stepped back, gently leaned against the back of the chair, and then closed his eyes.

"..." Lu Yao looked at the dust in the south, his eyes were vague, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

"Thank you, master. Is it so much money?" Lu Yao glanced at the price shown on the meter, took out his bag, found the corresponding amount and handed it over.

"Yes, girl, that's enough." The driver smiled and accepted the money handed over by Lu Yao. "Little girl, do you want your uncle to help you with your boyfriend?"

"No, no, I can do it myself." Lu Yao also gave the taxi driver a big smile, reached out and opened the door, "goodbye, uncle."

"Vomit -" finally, at the moment when he walked out of the door, nanqingchen couldn't help vomit. The vomit vomited all over himself. Naturally, there was a little on Lu Yao.

But Lu Yao didn't seem to feel it at all. He quickly patted Nan Qingchen on his back and said, "how about it? Is it better to spit it out now? "

"Vomit -" nanqingchen naturally had no way to answer Lu Yao's question and vomited all the time.

Lu Yao extremely doubted whether nanqingchen would vomit all the food he ate last night, otherwise how could he vomit for so long?

After vomiting, the dust in the South was still unsteady and shaky, and was supported by Lu Yao.

Lu Yao's only action message is that he still holds nanqingchen to the hotel step by step until he comes to the room reserved by Lu Yao.

……

"Hoo -" after putting the South dust on the bed, Lu Yao seemed to have exhausted all his strength, sat down on the ground and breathed the air.

The consciousness of nanqingchen, who was put on the bed by Lu Yao, was already drowsy. The moment his body came into contact with the bed, he felt sleepy immediately. Nanqingchen neither resisted nor could resist, so he fell asleep.

That is, when nanqingchen fell asleep and she was breathing heavily, Lu Yao noticed that his clothes were also stained with nanqingchen's vomit.

Frowning, Lu Yao didn't worry about dealing with his filth. Instead, he went to the cabinet and found a white bathrobe. He brought a towel and a basin of hot water to help Nan Qingchen untie his clothes and scrub his body.

In other words, I rubbed his body again and again. It was really a bit like taking a bath for nanqingchen.

Lu Yao suddenly had such an idea in his mind and laughed uncontrollably.

But in fact, it's also good - just the two of us.

Lu Yao thought, and the movements on his hands were handled with meticulous patience.

However, the figure of nanqingchen is really good. Although it is not that kind of tall and incomparably muscular man, you can see a few slight bulges in the abdomen, and the mermaid line is placed there.

His slender figure does not mean that he is thin. On the contrary, all parts of his body are well coordinated. Although there are no thick muscles, you will never doubt that his waist has no strength.

And that white skin is the icing on the cake.

This is a typical example of attractive crime!

Looking at it, Lu Yao's eyes were straight and swallowed his saliva. There seemed to be a hot thing flowing in his nose. Scared, Lu Yao hurried to the mirror in the toilet to check whether he had nosebleed.

After confirming that there was no, Lu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, went out of the toilet and picked up the towel. Lu Yao continued to help nanqingchen scrub her fingers. In the process of scrubbing, but this time, she "accidentally" wiped nanqingchen's skin several times.

It seems to have material, but it feels more material... Lu Yao looked at Nan Qingchen's body, with a moment of stagnation and a mess in his mind. How good would it be if it belonged to me and my man?

……

Finally, he helped nanqingchen clean up. Lu Yao looked at the clothes he had turned out and put aside. He thought for a while, but he didn't immediately put on clothes for nanqingchen. Instead, he looked at nanqingde again and continued to look up and down at his labor achievements - to be sure, he was looking at nanqingchen's excellent figure.

It's really beautiful.

……

For a long time, Lu Yao and Nan Qingchen both maintained a posture, and no one moved.

Finally, Lu Yao moved. Her eyes were obsessed with the color. She walked to the side of nanqingchen and gently kissed the collarbone of nanqingchen.

The sleeping nanqingchen didn't know who he was in front of. He just felt that something cool had touched his hot clavicle. He opened his eyes in a trance and looked at Lu Yao.

Lu Yao thought that nanqingchen woke up. For a moment, he was stunned in situ, thinking of an excuse for explanation.

"... Yiyi, why are you here?" Nan Qingchen looked at Lu Yao on his face and opened his mouth with a smile, "do you miss me?"

"..." Lu Yao suddenly understood that nanqingchen regarded himself as another person in a trance, and now he was afraid to speak.

"Yiyi, why don't you talk... Oh, did I scare you when I was drunk?" Nan Qingchen looked at the "Gu Yiyi" in his eyes and lost his smile. He pulled Lu Yao, gently held him in his arms and said in a gentle tone, "not afraid. I'm just drunk, but it's still your dust. "

Lu Yao's body was instantly stiff. He skillfully lay down in the arms of the South dust and didn't move any more.