Lian Jue never thinks he is a gentleman.

There is no doubt that he has a clear mind and reason in his work, and it is completely unnecessary to maintain restraint in bed. He has never been casual in this regard, but he is not a person who will wrong himself.

He pulled the quilt aside. Chen Tingwei probably felt cold. He lay on the bed side, folded his arms and gently placed it in front of his lower abdomen, and his legs slowly curled up, probably because of the injury on his calves. He thrust his breath very lightly, then adjusted his sleeping position and straightened his body, and put his legs flat.

He didn't wear the pajamas he prepared in the closet. He didn't know if it was the size of the difference or was not used to it. He only had a loose cotton t-piece, and half of his collarbone was exposed under the too-large neckline. The hem of the T-shirt was lifted up a small piece as he turned over. The exposed belly was smooth and flat, and it fluctuated slightly with his breathing.

Chen Ting's unsleeping unpreparedness made Lian Jue's drunkenness take advantage of others' dangers even worse.

He overturned his body, rubbing the milky white and soft belly with his palms as if he was burning. Chen Ting was almost awakened when his hand was pressed on it. His eyes that had not yet fully recovered from the clear light seemed to be filled with water, and he met Lian Jue's deep eyes in horror.

"Why are you awake?"

Lian Jue lowered his head and breathed very close. The hot breath and the faint fragrance of the Gulong water sprayed on Shen Tingwei's face. Chen Ting did not want to hide, but was pressed by Lian Jue so hard that he could not move.

Lian Jue's intention was too obvious. Chen Tingwei's sleepiness was scared and he pushed his hand in panic: "Mr. Lian..."

Lian Jue's eyes were full of strong oppression, and it wrapped the person under him tightly as if it were solid: "Don't you pretend to be asleep?"

Is Chen Tingwei pretending to be asleep? It is not actually within Lian Jue's thinking range. Chen Tingwei's T-shirt was lifted onto his chest by Lian Jue. His body was as shy as a human being. His fair skin had a thin furrow when Lian Jue's hands were covered. Lian Jue stared at him, and his quickened breathing made the frequency of Chen Tingwei's chest fluctuations faster, which was a scene where people could make blood boil by relying on vision alone.

Chen Ting was so excited that he was not burned by his hot eyes. He was too quick to think too hard, and instinctively supported his body and tried hard to hide back, trying to escape from Lian Jue's shackles.

He was like a frightened rabbit, breathing and thrusting, and his nose quickly turned red: "You, you're drunk."

"Yeah." Lian Jue did not deny it. He watched Chen Tingwei's trembling eyelashes slowly wet with thin tears that oozed out. The genitals pressed against Shen Tingwei's thighs became harder under his struggle.

Chen Ting tightened his legs without resistance, his eyes became redder, and the sweetness that could not be left between his nose ignited the rationality that still existed in Lian Jue's mind. He did not feel any pity, and pulled Chen Tingwei's thighs and squeezed his waist and hips between his legs.

"What are you hiding?" Lian Jue's dry lips pressed against Chen Tingwei's earlobe, and his dirty words hit his eardrums along the ear canal. His tone sounded like a coaxing, "Don't you like being fucked by me?"

His thing was as solid as a rock. The delicate and delicate soft flesh on the base of Chen Tingwei's thighs rubbed while holding his ears, and asked in his ears like a forced one: "Well? Why did you ask me to fuck you before? I forgot it all in just over a month?"

Chen Ting was not hurt very much by him, and his eyes soon turned red, but he bit his lip and held back.

Lian Jue was originally fierce in bed affairs, and he was probably even less serious when he was drunk. He could not beat Lian Jue no matter what strength he was, so he had to lower his posture as much as possible and persuade Lian Jue in a soft voice: "It's time to rest..." He pushed Lian Jue's shoulder, "Your room is upstairs, Mr. Lian."

Lian Jue kissed his ears in a mess. The familiar skin touch quickly awakened Lian Jue's original memory. He felt that he was probably drunk, the picture in front of him had no real feeling, and his emotions were revealed more recklessly.

He asked Chen Tingwei unreasonably: "When is it your turn to sleep? Or will you treat yourself as your master so soon?"

Chen Ting was embarrassed by his words, closed his eyes and defended himself with difficulty: "I don't have this intention..."

Lian Jue narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at him: "What do you mean?"

Seeing that Chen Tingwei was speechless, Lian Jue deliberately made things difficult for him. The force of pressing his hand on Shen Tingwei's lower abdomen was deliberately worsened, and the skin under his palm was very delicate and he rubbed it softer.

"No, Lian Jue." Chen Ting was not scared. He didn't care about anything else for a moment. He called his name, grabbed his wrist tightly, and begged him to let go, "No, it's really not possible, Lian Jue... go back and rest..."

Chen Tingwei's voice was hoarse and sleepy. The tone of saying "no" sounded like no intimidation. His hand holding Lian Jue was like a cabbage's meat pad, scratching it softly, and it was more like a coquettish act that wanted to refuse and welcome him than resisting.

"What?" Lian Jue pretended to have an unsatisfied expression, lowered his head to look at Chen Ting's slightly sunken belly, and chuckled softly, his tone was half mocking and half flirting, "Don't you really want to have a baby for me?"

Chen Ting's slender eyes were filled with tears, and his voice trembled: "Don't do this." A crying voice was in his voice, "Be gentle, it hurts a lot, please..."

Lian Jue raised his eyes and saw Chen Ting's red eyes, and felt the slight trembling on his thin body more clearly. He guessed that Chen Tingwei probably didn't know that this level of weakness in the bed would only arouse more despicable thoughts in the man's heart.

Chen Tingwei's skin was as white as if soaked in milk. Lian Jue didn't feel that he had used much effort. A delicate red mark had already dyed it under his palm. With the soft crying sound, Lian Jue's eyes became darker and there was a wonderful desire to destroy in his body.

Chen Tingwei's expression was so pitiful. His eyes, which were flushed in water, opened slightly wider. His pupils, which were slightly lighter, were shrinking in fear, and his red lips kept opening and closing, and he didn't even listen to anything.

The almost violent desire to destroy is mixed with deeper desire. I wonder if it is Lian Jue's illusion, the aroma of wine lingering around me becomes sweeter, silently expressing dissatisfaction with the master's resistance and releasing the invitation.

I wanted to see him cry even harder, I wanted to see him begging for mercy in a hoarse voice, I wanted to see him unable to scream, but I could only bear it with red eyes.

The idea of ​​ruining him flashed through his mind, and Lian Jue let his instinct block Chen Ting's lips that were not chattering and begging for mercy.

He kissed without tenderness, and his straightforward beast desire was fierce. Chen Tingwei's two red lips were bitten by him for a while, sucked Chen Tingwei's soft lower lip, rudely absorbing the sweet taste. In the stammering sound that Shen Tingwei could not bear, he took the opportunity to squeeze his tongue into the crack of Chen Tingwei's closed lips, and pried open his teeth and pressed against Chen Tingwei's wet tip.

The clear and bitter smell of wine came over Lian Jue's tongue, chaoticly striking in Shen Tingwei's senses, and the sweetness in his breath gradually became bitter. The blending lips and tongue and the smell of wine between his breath were difficult to distinguish the source. Chen Tingwei was almost scattered by this sudden and strong breath, and forgot to resist for a moment.

Even Jue was not much better than him. With the alcoholism from his head, he used his tongue to simulate sexual intercourse in Shen Tingwei's mouth, as if he had lost his human skin and returned to his vulgar and vulgar nature. His hands slid towards Chen Tingwei's hips with a good feel, rubbing and rubbing. The unsophisticated movements made him easily leave traces of darker and more eroticism on Shen Tingwei's body.

The hot big hands covered Chen Tingwei's half-erect penis through his thin underwear. Chen Tingwei's head was very dizzy, not sure if it was due to lack of oxygen or alcohol. During pregnancy, Ega's body was already more sensitive than usual. Lian Jue licked his tongue eroticly, and his hands teased his penis skillfully. He was forced to split the sides to accept Lian Jue's legs tightened, clamping Lian Jue's waist with force, moaning loudly.

Lian Jue's cock was very hard by him and fucked him hard in his perineum through his underwear. Chen Ting was not weakened by him and panted even harder. He pulled a sexy arc between his slightly raised jaw and his slender neck, and bit his slightly swollen lower lip, his teeth were white and his lips were charmingly red.

Lian Jue turned his face and rubbed his completely hard penis hard. He pressed his breathless mouth and scolded him "I know he was erratic." Then he picked the edge of his panties at the base of his thighs and entered the secret hole behind him.

Chen Tingwei's reaction was very big. He screamed in his mouth that was blocked by Lian Jue, and his voice cords vibrated. Lian Jue hooked out his tongue and sucked it deeply. He tasted the salty taste of tears from the tip of his soft tongue.

Chen Tingwei was so fond of crying on the bed, Lian Jue didn't care. His fingertips streaked across Chen Tingwei's wet perineum, and water flowed out. When he touched it down, he found that Chen Tingwei's acupoint was already wet, and it was wet from the inside to the outside. When his fingers were inserted, it tightened inside, so that the cock under Lian Jue's crotch jumped with empathy.

Lian Jue let go of his swollen lips, his penis was compacted at the base of his thighs, and he could feel the soft flesh that was not yet on the base of Shen Ting's legs being squeezed out by the coiled veins on his cock. His fingers slowly spiraled in the wet hole, looking at his extremely bright eyes because of the wetness and voice, his voice was sexy: "Why are you so wet?"

Chen Tingwei seemed to say not to do it, but Lian Jie was not sober enough and didn't care much about Chen Tingwei's reaction.

Chen Ting's force was soft and without any deterrence, and he couldn't even stop Lian Jue from adding another finger. He raised his hips uncomfortable, but his movements were more like catering, and he was naturally misunderstood by Lian Jue.

"I bite so tightly, but I still said I don't want to?"

Lian Jue became more and more serious and said dirty words in his ear, and with two fingers he expanded sloppy in the corridor as soft as the wet mud soaked in the rain for a short time, he pulled out his fingers.

He brought out the wet water flowing out from behind Chen Tingwei, and then grabbed Chen Tingwei's delicate thighs. Chen Tingwei's legs were forced to spread them very wide, and a dark water mark was already leaking from his underwear.

Chen Ting was not very thin, with white waist and protruding hips. His large-sized underwear hung on his narrow and thin hips, which facilitated the invasion of Lian Jue.

Lian Jue pushed away the soaked soft cloth in the middle of his briefs, allowing the wet honey-colored anus to be completely exposed in his sight. The front end of the pink-colored penis also poked out from the edge of Chen Tingwei's underwear, and the eggs were tightly tightly in the underwear. The half-covered and half-exposed scene made Lian Jue unexpectedly excited. He pulled down his home pants impatiently, holding his painfully hard penis and squeezed into the very narrow mouth.

Chen Ting seemed very scared and shouted not to do so. He reached out to push Lian Jue's waist at a loss, and his legs were uneasy, trying to widen the distance between the two, but Lian Jue's big hand grabbed his ankles, and his slender legs were folded in a very rough manner on his chest.

Lian Jue blocked his mouth again in annoyance, and coaxed him in a vague way while his lips and tongue were tangled: "Don't quarrel, be good."

Then Chen Ting did not give time to ease, and inserted the whole thing without any transition.

"Well..." Chen Tingwei groaned and frowned in pain.

The hot and soft pussy flesh wrapped around Lian Jue's erect penis. Although it was tasted, Lian Jue couldn't help but sigh with an extremely comfortable sigh. He pinched Chen Tingwei's waist and quickly embedded his hard penis tightly into the deepest part of his wet body.

After I put it in, Chen Ting was as if he was fucked softly. He became familiar with it and even forgot his original breathing.

Or maybe he just coaxed it perfunctorily.

Just now, Lian Jue's arms suddenly fell down like a loss of strength. The whimpering in his throat was blocked by Lian Jue's tongue and stopped strangely. Lian Jue couldn't help but briefly split his heart during sexual intercourse. He looked up and saw the ends of Chen Tingwei's eyes blooming with the redness of roses, and the hot tears fell into his temples along the corners of his eyes. His slightly opened mouth and allowed others to violate it made Lian Jue's heart feel very soft.

But soon, he had no time to pay attention to Chen Tingwei's abnormal behavior.

Chen Ting's mouth was so sucking that he was so hungry that he held him one by one. Lian Jue was pinched by him and the blue veins on his forehead slightly jumped, and the bulges that were bulging on the thing buried in his body were also stimulating.

Lian Jue is of high nature, but still has a lot of rationality. He knows that Chen Ting can't stand the feeling of doing it directly to the end. He did not do it without saying anything, but swayed his waist and hips slightly and moved slightly, grinding the tight intestines to help him adapt.

Chen Tingwei's body was extremely sensitive. The round and huge glans at the front were wrapped in wet and hot tender flesh. The tight intestinal wall rubbed against the swelling blue veins on the penis. The more you moved, the tighter it became. It felt so good that it felt like it was moving for a few more times and you had to explain it.

Lian Jue stopped to breathe, stroked his slightly protruding spine with his big hand, and reached Chen Ting with his other hand to comfort his half-tired penis between his legs: "Spread the legs apart, don't clamp it so tightly."

He thought he gently held Chen Tingwei's genitals and worked in his hand for a long time, but he didn't see Chen Tingwei's genitals at all. He felt a little confused, but more of it was unhappy.

In the past two sex events, Chen Tingwei was not a very conservative type. Although, in addition to pretending to be pure seduction, he often let him swing obediently and only then he would take the initiative to cater to him when he was moved by him, from Chen Tingwei's reaction, it must be a pleasant experience.

Lian Jue raised his eyes and looked at Chen Ting's flushed face. Chen Ting's lips, which were kissed, were slightly separated for breathing. The thin and smooth nose wings fluttered lightly, and the long eyelashes wet with tears were clearly distinguished. The eyes were dim and could not see through the empty eyes, which looked like absent-minded that made Lian Jue dissatisfied.

Lian Jue deliberately used his fingertips to sniff the wet hole at the front of Chen Tingwei, and pulled out slightly. Chen Tingwei's inside was so tight and hot that it seemed that he couldn't bear to let him go. Lian Jue looked at Chen Tingwei's slightly narrowed eyes unconsciously, and barely pulled out his genitals from his body, then clasped Chen Tingwei's thin spine and knocked it back into the depths.

"Ah..." Chen Ting didn't stretch his neck and screamed loudly as if he couldn't bear it.

The veins on one side of his dyed red neck were obviously tense. Lian Jue lowered his head and bit his slightly trembling and not very prominent Adam's apple, pressed against the small Adam's apple and teased and sucked between his tongue, swaying his waist and hips, hitting Chen Tingwei's body heavier than before.

Chen Tingwei's moaning seemed to have changed his style, and it was more out than before.

In fact, Lian Jue prefers Chen Tingwei to gasp in a tight throat like a cat that is not full, but it is not disgusting to do this occasionally.

Chen Tingwei was soft and his body was hot. His burning breath was sprayed on Lian Jue's shoulders. Lian Jue's ostentatious eyes noticed that he raised his hand and thought he couldn't stand it before and wanted to hug him. He did not resist Chen Tingwei occasionally acted coquettishly on the bed, lowered his shoulders slightly, but he didn't wait for the action.

Chen Tingwei's hands were folded and pressed on his lower abdomen. He could no longer control himself as soon as he made a sound: "It hurts so much..."

Lian Jue was stunned and stopped hearing the sound. Chen Ting did not close his eyes tightly. Tears fell from the cracks of his eyes. His face soon became wet and he couldn't help but shout "It hurts".

His trembling moan sounded a little miserable. Lian Jue's hand was still pressing against his back, and he felt the shivering trembling on his body under his palm. It didn't seem like he was pretending.

Lian Jue's drunkenness faded a little, but his desire had not stopped. He touched Chen Tingwei's leg and subconsciously thought he had encountered Chen Tingwei's injury in his calf. He frowned and gasped heavily: "Where does it hurt?"
Chapter completed!