Master Huo will teach you

The first attempt was not a good example of tenderness between partners. The rough movements were more like a game of power. There was sticky sweat, heavy breathing, and blood mixed in the liquid. They were looking for love in pain, but this did not stop them from trying more.

Huo Chi swallowed with his Adam's apple, staring at Jiang Ziyao while moving his body forward. His solid body also gave off a sense of oppression.

"Brother Jiang, I want to come too." He said softly, even with a hint of flattery.

"At least one of you should go out." Jiang Ziyao ignored his eager eyes, turned his head away indifferently, and left the problem to them to solve themselves.

"Tonight must belong to the three of us."

"Brother Jiang, this is a punishment."

But Huo Chi said, "Brother Jiang can't make any requests tonight, nor can he say no."

"Punishment?" Jiang Ziyao was amused. He looked very surprised. He was surprised that Huo Chi had the audacity to say these two words.

But Huo Chi was clearly prepared: "Do you want me to tell this little idiot next to you about the time you tried to put yourself in danger during the day?"

“I believe that we will be on the same side in this respect at least,” he threatened.

"What danger?" Huo Chi really took this to heart. He immediately asked, "What happened during the day?"

Huo Chi was being used as a gun.

Jiang Ziyao pursed his lips. When the two people's firecrackers become a collection of interests, it will become a big bomb. Huo Chi deliberately used his cold hands to slowly stroke his waist on both sides of his lower abdomen, and even pinched his waist deliberately.

Jiang Ziyao suddenly took a breath and rolled his eyes at Huo Chi, but he still compromised. He stretched out his limbs and lay limply on the bed, wanting to bury his head directly under the pillow.

"You guys won."

Compared to the older one, the younger one was more difficult to deal with. If Huo Chi knew what happened during the day, he would keep it in Jiang Ziyao's ear for the rest of his life and always keep it in his old account. He would bring it up during any quarrel. Jiang Ziyao gave up struggling and made only one request: "But only for one night."

Huo Chi on the side was a little bit unwilling to give in: "You haven't finished talking yet, what's the danger?"

"Shut up." Jiang Ziyao didn't want to listen to his nagging: "Do you want to do it?"

"I do." Huo Chi was very honest.

"Stop talking nonsense and do it!"

Huo Chi was scolded into shutting up, but where was his place now? Jiang Ziyao was taken over by Huo Chi alone, and this hateful landlord suddenly revealed his ugly face as a capitalist.

"Don't worry, you'll be there."

Huo Chi did not forget about Huo Chi standing beside him, but the look in his eyes seemed like he was looking at a young kid who had never tasted meat before, which somewhat damaged Huo Chi's dignity.

Of course Huo Chi would not trust Huo Chi. He stared at Huo Chi's actions and saw him get off Jiang Ziyao's body, turn around and take out a black cloth from the drawer.

He had put so many strange things in the bedside table that it was obvious that he had played with them. Huo Chi's eyes were blank for a while, "What are you going to do with this?"

Jiang Ziyao also looked at him with a puzzled look, and Huo Chi's eyes seemed to turn scarlet, like a monster salivating over delicious food. He chuckled, covered Jiang Ziyao's eyes with a black cloth, and tied it firmly on the back of his good head.

The black cloth is opaque, and this carefully prepared prop greatly affects Jiang Ziyao's vision. He swallowed nervously and subconsciously wanted to untie it, but his wrist was suddenly pinched.

"Ho Chi?"

Both Huo Chi responded, this is Huo Chi’s hand.

Jiang Ziyao smacked his lips, he knew that Huo Chi had many ways to torment people. Fortunately, he still had some rationality. Being in an environment where one could only rely on ears and touch to sense things was enough to make people panic. Without vision, other senses would be infinitely magnified, and his body would become more sensitive.

"Brother Jiang, this won't work." Huo Chi deliberately whispered into his ear, his deep voice tickling his heart: "You have to listen to us tonight."

Jiang Ziyao paused for a moment, then finally withdrew his hand and agreed.

"Watch how I do it first, and I'll teach you."

Jiang Ziyao heard the conversation between the two. Huo Chi hummed as if he agreed, and then a pair of hands rested on his chest, forcing him to turn over and lie on his side on the bed.

Huo Chi hugged him from behind, holding him in his arms, the wet and hot touch circling around the back of his neck. Huo Chi rested his chin on his shoulder, and his lips brushed across his skin from time to time, kissing him and leaving a kiss mark, which was a little itchy, and the breath he exhaled fell under the tip of his ear.

"Compared to ordinary people, the feelings of aliens in bed are also magnified, and high-level aliens are even more so." Huo Chi deliberately teased him in his ear.

His waist and abdomen began to feel cold. Now there was only one person and a pair of hands beside him. Huo Chi hooked his clothes with a big movement, but he just didn't want to take off his shirt so simply. He was a guy who would torture people.

Jiang Ziyao is very confident about his body. He is full of power, with a high muscle coverage yet very lean. There is a beautiful mermaid line on his lower abdomen. As a representative of male hormones, his skin is shiny white.

At this moment, ten fingers were kneading his muscles together. As long as a person is not tense, his muscles will be soft.

Jiang Ziyao's face immediately flushed. Even with his eyes blindfolded, he could feel the intense gaze. Huo Chi was staring at him intently. Although Huo Chi behaved very quietly, he had not yet gotten used to having three people on the bed, which made him feel embarrassed as if he was being spied on.

Huo Chi's hands never stopped, and a sound came out of Jiang Ziyao's throat that seemed to not belong to him, and even the tips of his ears turned red.

"Come here, it's your turn."

Huo Chi said this, and Jiang Ziyao finally had a chance to breathe. He was unwilling to say anything soft, and only gave a verbal warning: "Don't be too... excessive."

Jiang Ziyao's words were intermittent, which was obviously of no use.

Huo Chi was rubbing the back of his neck again. His body was heating up and it was very hot around him. He probably thought he was on fire.

There was a rustling sound on the bed, and suddenly, a pair of hands appeared from his waist. He twisted his waist, and the palms were very hot. They were Huo Chi's hands. The two men were easy to distinguish just by their bodies.

Huo Chi also blushed, but unlike Jiang Ziyao, his blush was caused by being too excited and in urgent need of release.

Jiang Ziyao was trying to identify Huo Chi's position, but someone immediately pinched his waist. His body shook and he subconsciously moved forward, which in turn put him in front of Huo Chi.

Huo Chi stammered, "Brother Jiang."

And the sound of him swallowing.

Then Jiang Ziyao heard Huo Chi say: "Use your mouth."

Huo Chi: "With your mouth?"

"Everyone knows how to do this when they are born. Do you want me to show you how to do it?"

"No! I can do it myself!"

When Huo Chi finished saying this, Jiang Ziyao had already clenched his teeth. He didn't want to make any sound of weakness, but Huo Chi was like a worm in his stomach. He directly stretched out a finger, making him open his mouth and let the sound spill out, and the other one was like a puppy, grinding his teeth finely.

But Jiang Ziyao could not see anything. It was a torture. His back was shaking like the flapping of a butterfly's wings.

"Enough." He finally uttered the words, but they lacked deterrent power, and the tail end sounded weak like a receding tide. He was sweating a lot, but the sound he made did not sound painful at all.

Huo Chi flexibly left a shallow tooth mark, each of which was a source of stimulation.

Huo Chi never got tired of doing this, as if it was marking his territory. He liked this feeling and liked listening to the sounds made by Jiang Ziyao.

He began to kiss her intermittently, his fingers stroking the mermaid line, tight, hard and hot.

Jiang Ziyao began to breathe deeply, and his abdominal muscles contracted like a sliding fish.

At this time, Huo Chi untied the black cloth covering his head, and his moist eyes were revealed. The two of them watched him breathe in and out, and yes, they both reacted.

When Jiang Ziyao came to his senses, he glared at them. His throat was dry and hoarse: "Water."

Huo Chi had prepared water long ago. He handed the cup of water from the bedside table and fed it to Jiang Ziyao's mouth. He deliberately fed it in a hurry, so that the water completely wet Jiang Ziyao's lips, as well as his clothes. The collar stuck to his collarbone. Huo Chi liked to see him wearing a white shirt.

Jiang Ziyao choked, his mouth open, the veins on his neck rising and falling with his breathing, very beautiful, one could even see the tip of his tongue. Huo Chi kissed him directly at this time. He was much bolder than Huo Chi. His moistened lips were like sweet jelly. He pressed against Jiang Ziyao's teeth and slid his tongue in, going straight in. This battle left Jiang Ziyao without any chance to fight back.

Jiang Ziyao's head felt like it was about to explode from this strange feeling, and his eyes were blurry and dazed.

Huo Chi disrupted his breathing frequency and was willing to let him go after a while. A silver thread was drawn between their lips, and Jiang Ziyao's lower lip turned red and became fuller.

Huo Chi once again showed his host's spirit and pressed down on Jiang Ziyao again. He untied his belt, but soon stopped his movements. He stared at Jiang Ziyao for a long time.

Jiang Ziyao tilted his neck, his upper body was covered with kiss marks, and his chin was stained with water, not just water but also some saliva. Huo Chi patiently appreciated this beautiful scene, rubbing the mercury on his eyelashes with his fingers, and his eyes slid down his face inch by inch, from his eyebrows to his jaw, and his fingers stroked along his neck to his lower abdomen.

His fingers would always linger on some of Jiang Ziyao's scars, stroking those indentations.

Jiang Ziyao took a breath for a moment, and his hazy eyes regained clarity. He saw Huo Chi's eyes. There was always an lingering sadness under his dark pupils. Huo Chi was not a sentimental person, but time changed him.

Seeing his expression, Jiang Ziyao lost his temper immediately and reached out to touch Huo Chi's cheek. He could see clearly that there was a small scar on Huo Chi's brow bone.

Huo Chi saw his movements and deliberately lowered his head so that he could touch the top of his head.

Jiang Ziyao's fingers ran through his hair, an action Huo Chi missed so much that he was going crazy.

"Brother Jiang..."

Huo Chi's body trembled with excitement at that moment, but his tone remained low.

Hearing his voice, Jiang Ziyao finally couldn't help but sighed. He had no words, but his eyes were speaking.

You must have had a hard time during those two years.

Jiang Ziyao felt that he had become an "irresponsible" adult like his parents. He couldn't say, "Forgive me for not being with you."

A stray puppy was picked up one day and brought home, but was eventually abandoned again. It was a poor puppy, and even though its teeth had become sharp and it could bite people, it still deserved understanding.

Huo Chi smiled. He held Jiang Ziyao's hand and kissed his palm silently.