Chapter 492: Craftsmanship (Not a car? The next chapter will be late again | Because the pace is slow, even the car is dragged out for a long time
The other person's warm breath hit He Rui's face, and his cheeks felt hot. He was still a little immersed in the intimacy just now.
However, at this moment, he heard the other party's low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, "Go out first. Sorry for getting your clothes wet."
He Rui was a little slow to react for a moment and stood there in a daze.
He turned to look at the other person blankly, thinking, that's it?
Iron is not good...
Just a kiss? He thought...
After doubting the other party, He Rui began to doubt himself.
He looked down at his wet and slightly disheveled collar.
I guess, could it be that... he's not attractive enough? He's not charming enough? Or that his brother Ji just became limp while kissing him?
Not interested in the next step?
He Rui frowned, and a sense of unwillingness to admit defeat rose in his heart. His mind got hot and he reached out to touch his brother Ji's sensitive parts.
Before he could take anything out, the other party grabbed his wrist.
The man's palm was burning hot, and his strength was so strong that he couldn't move.
His breathing was obviously disordered, and he lowered his voice to a very low level, almost gritting his teeth as he asked He Rui: "...What do you want to do?"
He Rui's heartbeat was so fast when he was held by his hand, but he still mustered up the courage to look up at him, his voice filled with a bit of dissatisfaction and shyness, "Why do you want me to leave? Don't you... need my help?"
Ji Changqing took a deep breath, his eyes dark and deep, as if holding something dangerous. "Are you serious? Don't you regret it?"
When He Rui was asked this question, the courage he had just mustered was instantly drained away. He shrank his neck in fear and stammered, "Then, then why don't I go out first..."
As he spoke, he wanted to get up from the bathtub, but as soon as he moved, his waist suddenly tightened - Brother Ji's arms suddenly clamped around him with such force that he almost squeezed him into his arms.
He Rui felt a heat on the tip of his ear. The man's low, hoarse voice, wrapped in hot breath, went straight into his cochlea: "It's too late to run now."
The sound was low and deep, like a tiny electric current, numbing my ears all the way to the back of my neck...
......
In the misty water vapor, two figures were closely pressed together in the bathtub.
The slightly thin young man was held in his arms, his wet clothes clinging to his body, outlining his slender waistline.
The tall man around him was naked. His palm stroked the wet clothes of the man in his arms. In the steaming heat, their breaths blended.
The low, lustful breathing was close to his ears, and each sound was like a small hook, tickling He Rui's heart and making it tremble.
He had never seen Ji Changqing so emotional and out of control... He felt as if his heartbeat was also out of control...
"Are you satisfied with my body?" the cold man asked in a hoarse voice, wrapping his palm around He Rui's palm and moving his hand together.
Ji Changqing's eyes were dull and moist. He unconsciously lowered his head and leaned it on the shoulder of the person in his arms, his breath buried in the other's neck.
He seemed to have fallen into a joyful and perfect dream, and his happiness felt a little unreal.
Because he was immersed in it, he couldn't feel the passage of time, and He Rui didn't know how much time had passed.
The relationship between the two has made great progress.
Perhaps it was some inherent characteristic that caused He Rui to feel an almost instinctive possessive desire.
His brother Ji completely belongs to him from body to heart!
This realization made his ears feel hot, but he also felt vaguely proud and happy.
This was indeed the case, he had just played with his brother Ji severely.
He Rui's cheeks were burning hot, and his palms seemed to still retain a scorching temperature.
His technique was very clumsy, and he had never felt so relaxed even on a normal day. Facing his brother, it was basically the first time in his life that he had worked so hard and clumsily on a craft.
Thinking back to the way this person had just been moved, his head suddenly started burning with anger again.
He Rui's ears turned red, and she shyly asked the satiated man for a Ji Ge brand smart faucet and soap.
Standing in front of the sink, with her eyelashes drooping, she washed her hands shyly.
Ji Changqing put his arms around his waist from behind, resting his chin lightly on his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice with grievance: "Ruirui, do you think I'm dirty? You washed your hands so many times..."
He Rui's heart softened, and he tilted his head to comfort her in a low voice, "How could that be? You are white, clean, and fragrant."
He paused, then added sheepishly, "Even if it were my own... I would wash it so many times. I'm just a bit of a mysophobe in some weird ways, don't think too much about it."
As he spoke, he stretched out his freshly washed hand, lowered his head and sniffed it first, then put it to Brother Ji's nose uncertainly, "Smell it, is there any smell?"
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