Chen Ting sat on the bed without facing Lian Jue, and his nightgown took off half of his nightgown along his shoulders.

His back was very thin and his skin was white. The protruding but not abrupt skin on the smooth neck still had traces of Lian Jue biting in the evening. The back neck line spread down. A pair of smooth shoulder blades were like wings lying under it. As he breathed, two extremely thin ropes hanging on his white and thin shoulders were shaking.

Chen Ting didn't pull up the thin belt that was about to slide to his shoulders, and he pulled two thin ropes in his hand. He turned his face to look at Lian Jue: "I don't know if this tie is right, it will disperse as soon as I move. I always can't tie it..."

Lian Jue's eyes were sunk when he saw what Chen Tingwei was wearing. Then he realized that the "invisible" recommended by the shopping guide to him had a serious deviation from the "invisible" he understood. What he wanted was "thin" and the shopping guide gave him "through".

Chen Tingwei's nightgown halfway down to his waist, and his arms were still hanging in his sleeves. Lian Jue asked him to raise his hand to be held back by the nightgown and could not be lifted too high. Lian Jue's hand stretched over gently brushed the sides of Chen Tingwei's body and took the tether from his hand.

There was no brace behind Chen Tingwei's underwear, and he was tied with only two ropes. The rope was made of a smooth material. It was loose after tied twice. Therefore, I understood what Chen Tingwei said about "always loosen". It is not difficult to see what this design was originally intended for.

If you want to tie the rope well, you have to tie it very tightly, and a light red mark was streaked on Chen Tingwei's skin.

Chen Tingwei said something a little painful, Lian Jue got very close to him, looking at the small and sexy red mole on the tip of Chen Tingwei's ear, and asked him, "Where does it hurt."

Chen Ting didn't turn his head and wanted to tell him that the rope seemed too tight, so his lips were kissed.

A pair of thin-edged gold-wire framed mirrors were mounted on Lian Jue's nose. The cold lenses brushed Chen Tingwei's cheeks, and Chen Tingwei closed his eyes.

Lian Jue's hand passed under his arm, stroked his chest, and picked the lace on his chest with his fingers, and thrust it lightly and heavily on his slightly swollen nipples. Chen Tingwei's breathing tightened.

Chen Tingwei occasionally did not breathe during the kiss. Lian Jue's kiss was removed from his lips, kissed him along the neckline, and sucked and bit the shoulder bone under his thin skin. Lian Jue's palm was very big, a little rough and hot. He wrapped Chen Tingwei's flat chest and rubbed gently. The bloodshot nipples rubbed against his palm, soft and thin itchy.

Chen Ting didn't frowned slightly, grabbed his hand, and the expression on his face was a little painful.

Lian Jue's hand did not move anymore, and his very hot hand stamp covered Shen Tingwei's chest, and his voice was deep: "It hurts here?"

Chen Ting didn't say: "Yes."

Lian Jue pulled back the one he had not held his hand, held Chen Tingwei's leg bend and carried him from the edge of the bed to the bed.

Lian Jue leaned back to the head of the bed, allowing Chen Ting to sit on his lap.

Chen Tingwei's nightgown was torn off by Lian Jue and threw it aside. The white underwear on his body was more like two triangular tulle spliced ​​together, surrounded by butterfly wings. It was wrapped in fine lace and looked soft and gentle lace, which was tightly attached to his excessively white skin.

The two erect nipples on Chen Tingwei's chest raised the ultra-thin lace fabric, and a hazy red color was revealed in the hollowed-out white veil. Chen Tingwei's skin was fair and tender, and Lian Jue just bit his shoulder a few times, leaving a trace that was unavoidable. He lowered his eyes and felt embarrassed to look at Lian Jue, but he didn't resist, allowing Lian Jue to pull down the thin belt on his shoulder.

Lian Jue only took his shoulder straps to his shoulders and hung loosely. He raised his hand to lift the thin lace triangle fabric on Chen Tingwei's right chest. His small and bright red nipples were exposed to the air-conditioned air in the room, and the scarlet color spread from his nipples to Chen Tingwei's chest.

Chen Tingwei's breasts had slightly changed compared to before. His breasts looked a little fuller than before. Although they were still flat, you could feel the shallow and floating dwarf under his skin when you covered his hand.

"Why does it hurt?" Lian Jue seemed to know the reason, but he deliberately forced Chen Ting to say it himself.

Chen Ting blushed without shame and said, "It's still developing, and you have to breastfeed after giving birth..."

Lian Jue raised his eyes to look at Chen Tingwei. His eyes hidden under the lens faded away a little bit of the solemnity of the past, but still had a strong sense of oppression. Chen Tingwei was staring at him, and his eyes began to float a little.

Lian Jue seemed to caress his back casually and asked him, "Do you have milk?"

Chen Ting didn't say anything, Lian Jue lowered his head and kissed the skin in the middle of his chest, deliberately provoking him with Chen Ting's words: "Like a woman?"

Chen Ting closed his eyes shyly, climbed his shoulders with both hands, and shook his head gently: "...it shouldn't be that big...it's gone after the breastfeeding period..."

Lian Jue's soft lips fitted against his skin, wandering towards his chest, holding the cherry-like nipples exposed in his sight, and sucked them in the gap of his lips.

Chen Tingwei's body involuntarily leaned forward, his chin pressed against Lian Jue's head, and a soft and long moan came out of his mouth.

Lian Jue's chest was pressed against Chen Ting's round abdomen, and he licked around his nipples with his tongue, but refused to make him feel comfortable like this. He stroked his spine and said lightly: "How can you have sex with a woman with a big belly?"

Chen Ting was tortured by him and would only breathe carefully. He did not listen to Lian Jue's speech carefully, which made Lian Jue feel a little dissatisfied. He bit his nipples, which was very light, but Chen Ting was so painful that he soon cried in his eyes. He put one hand on Lian Jue's shoulder to maintain his body balance, and the other hand couldn't stand it.

Lian Jue took off his glasses and placed them on the bedside table. He grabbed his hand, pulled his hand back and hugged it, and opened the distance between the two of them.

His eyes were slightly dark, and the expression on his face was not as soft as before. His eyes drooped with mockery, looking at the small wet marks soaked in front of Chen Ting's underwear: "Well? Can you be so hard to women?"

Chen Tingwei looked at him with a confused look: "...what woman?"

Lian Jue snorted lightly, loosened the hand that was hanging on his wrist, and rubbed it between his crotch. Chen Tingwei quickly couldn't help but breathe.

Lian Jue felt that his obsessive-compulsive disorder in Shen Tingwei seemed a little nervous. He looked at Chen Tingwei's underwear with a huge difference in style from his underwear, and felt it annoying, so he pulled it down for him on his own initiative. He couldn't get it off because Chen Tingwei's legs were on him, so he just strangled it between his thighs, stretching out the two thin white thighs that were protruding but particularly erotic.

"I'm a little curious. What kind of person can go on a blind date with you?" Lian Jue held his raised penis. Chen Tingwei's thing was lighter in color, and only the part of transparent mucus that constantly oozed out from the top showed a deep red. While Lian Jue was holding his penis to help him beat him, he couldn't suppress the inexplicable anger in his heart. He had an exposed mood in his tone, and almost asked, "Do those women know that you are so sexy in a man's bed?"

Chen Tingwei temporarily relieved his estrus and was already very sensitive. Lian Jue leaned over and took his nipples in his mouth. Chen Tingwei's breathing became sticky and sweet. He hugged Lian Jue's head, and when he shook his head, his chin rubbed between Lian Jue's somewhat hard hair, and said, "...not with a woman."

He said it in ambiguously, but Lian Jue could hear it clearly, and he paused his movements. He raised his head and looked at Chen Ting's unskinned and fair neck: "What's not with a woman?"

"Blind date..." Chen Ting did not lower his head, his face pressed against Lian Jue's head, "It's not about a woman..."

Lian Jue's body stiffened, and Wuming's fire suddenly became even worse. He grabbed Chen Tingwei's neck and pulled his head up to look at him: "Do you just need fucking like that? You owe it so much to find a man to go on a blind date?"

Chen Tingwei looked at him at a loss, not knowing what he said wrongly and made him unhappy.

Lian Jue looked at his eyes filled with water vapor. The desire and anger were mixed together, making him lose his mind a little. He also forgot whether Chen Tingwei's body could hold this position. He withdrew his gaze without saying a word, letting Chen Tingwei's neck open, pulling down his underwear, holding his already hard genitals and pushing into Chen Tingwei's anus.

The hot and huge hard object broke in without warning. Chen Ting felt the pain of being torn, and then he felt too strong.

This was the first time that Chen Ting had sex with Lian Jue when he was completely awake. It was also the first time that he felt the feeling of being entered so clearly. He wrapped his hands tightly around Lian Jue's neck, which made it difficult to adapt. He was afraid that Lian Jue would not be able to do anything in his anger. He tightened his body and said to Lian Jue like a begging for mercy: "Be gentle..."

Lian Jue raised his face and looked at Chen Tingwei dissatisfiedly, saying, "Look down."

Chen Ting obediently lowered his head as he said, then put his lips on, and actively poked his tongue into Lian Jue's mouth to touch the tip of his tongue.

Lian Jue was finally pleased by him, and his movements were not so rough. He dragged his buttocks with his hands and slowly embedded them down. Chen Tingwei's body was very hot, and Lian Jue was wrapped in tight and wet land, and he was focused on kissing.

Even the love was hard to control himself, but he also took a little bit of mind from his desire to maintain restraint. After he got used to the pain of being entered, he slowly supported his buttocks.

Lian Jue gave Chen Ting a gentle and comfortable sex without being awake, but he didn't feel comfortable there, and he didn't dare to go too deep. He controlled himself to withdraw before he was swallowed by Chen Ting and then repeated this.

Chen Tingwei was very happy with him, and even his thighs were tightly clamped against Lian Jue's waist. Lian Jue was distracted by restraint. He lowered his head and used his lips to comfort Chen Tingwei's two very swollen nipples on his chest, and he randomly guessed how he secreted milk.

In the end, he only made Chen Ting tremble and shot on his lower abdomen. After a spasm in the corridor of Chen Ting marching, the residual heat of orgasm gradually faded. Lian Jue retreated from his body, kissed him, and carried him to the bathroom to clean.

Chen Ting did not stand under the warm and appropriate water flowing, and hugged Lian Jue's neck like yesterday. In his ear was Lian Jue's heavy breathing mixed with the sound of water. Lian Jue's hands touched his thighs from time to time, causing a thin and numb electric current on his body.

In the end, Lian Jue turned Chen Ting over, let him arch his waist on the wall, and pushed his hot and erect genitals into the base of his clamped thighs, and vented lightly and quickly between his smooth and soft legs.

The two of them were not paying attention to what time they went to bed. They only knew that they were taken back to the bed by Lian Jue. When he got stuck in the pillow, he fell asleep in a drowsy way.

Chen Tingwei's biological clock wakes him up every morning.

When he woke up, Lian Jue was still sleeping behind him. The two of them were lying naked on the bed. Lian Jue's chest was pressed against his back, and one hand wrapped around his neck and hugged it against his chest, while the other hand was lightly placed on his belly.

The heat from Lian Jue's palm spread to his lower abdomen, and the baby in his belly seemed to have sensed it, and he moved restlessly from the moment he woke up.

Chen Tingwei's hand pressed against Lian Jue's palm and gently stroked his stomach. Lian Jue might have been touched by him, so he raised his hand to cover the back of his hand.

Lian Jue's warm palm was pressed against the back of his hand, and he felt the light fetal movement under his palm. This wonderful feeling that had never been seen before made Chen Tingwei's heartbeat involuntarily become very fast.

Lian Jue moved behind him, and his hands changed from the back of his hand to tightly clenched. Chen Tingwei's voice was a little hoarse, and he said to Lian Jue: "Good morning."

Lian Jue didn't say anything, but instead spread his knees apart his legs. His genitals, which were not covered by any fabric, were particularly vigorous in the early morning.

He pushed his genitals into Chen Tingwei's legs from behind, kissed Chen Tingwei's neck, and slowly thrust his legs a few times.

The fetal movement in Chen Tingwei's stomach had not stopped. This feeling of shame that seemed to be watched made Chen Tingwei feel a little panicked. He called Lian Jue and said to him no.

Then Lian Jue's movement stopped. He hugged him from behind for a long time, his lips left his neck, and he pulled his penis out of his thighs. Lian Jue turned over and lay down, slowly calming his breath.

"It's time to get up..." Chen Ting said angrily without turning over.

Lian Jue seemed to have not woken up completely. After a while, he raised his arm to cover it in front of him and said to him: "Yes."
Chapter completed!