Chapter 42
Shortly after the New Year, the two began to prepare to go to Switzerland. Fang Chen was always particularly excited about going out to play. He dragged his suitcase to the locker room and began to pack his luggage.
Sith disappeared while he was making a phone call.
He looked around the bedroom but didn't see anyone. Finally, he saw a round butt sticking out in a corner of the dressing room.
The man raised his eyebrows, turned a corner and walked over, and saw the lamb tinkering with its head in front of the suitcase.
"What are you doing, baby?"
"Pack your things," the lamb said, his eyes sparkling. "When are we leaving? I need to bring a few extra sets of clothes."
"Two days later." Sis walked over, glanced briefly, squatted down, and pulled out a blue sweater. "The brand sent us their latest model in this color a couple of days ago. It looks better than this one."
"These pants are too thin. Change them."
Xisi picked and chose in the suitcase, and finally took out all the things that Fang Chen had packed in with great effort.
The little lamb angrily sat down on the ground, tilting his head back and glaring at him, "Then you take care of it."
"I wasn't pointing at you originally."
Sis bent down and picked up the lamb with amusement. "Don't worry about that. I'll take care of it for you. Just follow me."
Fang Chen muttered, "Then I'm completely useless."
"Of course it's useless." Sis pinched his butt, "Baby is very useful."
Fang Chen made a "tsk" sound and said, "Just talk, don't touch me."
Sis was amused by him. "When did I ever move my foot? You were the one who moved my foot. You sleep all over the place every night. Yesterday, you kicked me in the face."
Fang Chen asked in horror, "You didn't lick it, did you?"
Sith laughed angrily and slapped him on the butt twice more.
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Sis said he didn't need to worry about it, so Fang Chen really became a hands-off boss. He only took a look at it on the last day. The two suitcases were packed neatly, and one and a half of them were filled with Fang Chen's daily things.
The lamb leader nodded with satisfaction, "Well done."
When he was finally closing the box, he noticed a box in the corner and asked curiously, "What is this?"
The man raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
Fang Chen went over and opened it himself.
Inside was a pile of condoms and lube.
He was confused, "Why are you carrying this?"
Sis deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, "You don't want me to wear it? Honey, I know you like excitement, but you'll easily get a fever if you don't wear it."
Fang Chen was so angry that he wanted to stamp his feet. Who wouldn’t want him to wear it!
He gritted his teeth, "I mean, why are you taking so much? Aren't we only going for a few days?!"
Sith smiled, "Don't worry baby, it's all used up!"
Fang Chen felt his butt hurt just by looking at it, and puffed out his cheeks, "Then I won't sleep in the same room with you, let's book two rooms."
Sis raised the corner of his lips.
"Dreaming, baby."
Two rooms is not possible.
It is impossible for me to separate from Fang Chen in this life.
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The man had booked a unique cabin in a ski town, a stand-alone one with a view of the snow-capped mountains from the window. Fang Chen excitedly ran around the cabin, finally pulling a stool to sit by the window and let Sis take his picture.
Fang Chen actually likes taking photos very much. For this reason, Xisi, who rarely opens the camera on his mobile phone, bought a lot of photography equipment and learned some special techniques.
At least I won’t be the type of boyfriend who gets scolded for taking ugly photos.
Fang Chen found a good position to sit down. Sis, who was sitting opposite him, had already skillfully picked up the camera and pointed it at him. "Baby, tilt your head a little more. Yes, it's very cute. Smile, baby."
He pressed the shutter button and took several photos in succession. Then the man walked over with the camera to show Fang Chen.
The lamb leaned forward and nodded vigorously, "It's a beautiful picture."
When the lamb got a little closer, the man couldn't help himself. Fang Chen seemed to have a natural attraction to him.
He casually put the camera aside, took the lamb into his arms, hugged its waist, and bent down to kiss it.
“Hmm—”
Fang Chen dodged twice, but finally failed to dodge and could only tilt his head back to endure the kiss.
"Don't kiss me." Fang Chen struggled to speak while taking a breath, "Aren't we going skiing?"
"Why are you in such a hurry? You've just got off the plane and taken a car. Aren't you tired?" The man lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips. "Let's go skiing tomorrow. Take a break today and go for a walk in the town."
Fang Chen thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then I'll go change my clothes."
There was a large fireplace on the first floor of the cabin, which Fang Chen particularly liked. He gestured and described it to Sis, "We can stay here at night, covered with blankets, and make mulled wine."
The idea was nice, but the lamb completely forgot about his alcohol tolerance. However, Sis didn't remind him. With him around, it didn't matter if he drank too much. What's more, the drunk lamb was very delicious and could be enjoyed all night long.
Although it is a whole cabin, in fact, a large part of the first floor is the living room, and there is also a beautiful open French kitchen, a bathroom, etc. There is only one bedroom in the attic on the second floor.
The lamb thought angrily in his heart that this must have been planned by Sith.
But it was definitely too late to move house, so Fang Chen decided to secretly throw away all those small pieces of plastic.
The suitcase had been carried up by Sis. Fang Chen rummaged through it and picked out a white plush sweater and a pair of jeans. It was a very refreshing outfit. The sweater had a V-neck, revealing his beautiful and delicate collarbone. Fang Chen also found a silver collarbone chain to wear.
The beautiful little lamb was busy dressing herself up. In comparison, the man was much simpler, just changing his coat and sitting downstairs waiting for him.
Fang Chen came down with a moisturizing lotion in his hand. "The air here is dry and it's cold outside. Do you want to put something on your face?"
Sith's gaze lingered on him for a few seconds before he looked away. He immediately refused, "No."
"Put some on." Fang Chen walked up to him and advised sincerely, "You have to learn how to maintain your skin. This will effectively reduce the probability of me going out to see handsome guys."
The man narrowed his eyes. "What did you say?"
Fang Chen stopped talking nonsense with him and directly opened the box. He scooped out a little with his fingers and smeared it on the man's face.
When the lamb's fingers reached out, Sis hesitated for a moment, but he didn't dodge in the end. Finally, he frowned, closed his eyes, and let the lamb's hooves wipe across his face.
Finally, Fang Chen patted the man's face to promote absorption, "Alright!"
Xisi opened his eyes, sniffed lightly, and his expression relaxed for a moment, "It smells the same as you."
Fang Chen was puzzled for a moment, then looked down at the moisturizer again, "No way, this is unscented."
The man put his arm around Fang Chen's waist, lowered his head, and put his face against Fang Chen's.
The lamb's face was immediately squashed.
He whispered, "It's just the same taste."
Fang Chen pushed him away forcefully. "Okay, okay, whatever you say is what it is. Let's go, let's go. Aren't we going out for a walk?"
"You're so energetic." Sith stroked his hair. "Don't you want to take a break?"
Fang Chen quickly shook his head.
Resting alone in the room with Sith would not end well.
The lamb's innermost thoughts are written on his face.
Sis didn't expose him, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go."
Before going out, the man insisted on wrapping a red scarf around the lamb, saying that it was too cold with his neck exposed.
In fact, part of the reason was that the neckline was too low and Sis didn't want others to see it.
Fang Chen pouted and said it was too ugly.
"How can it be ugly? Our lamb is very pretty."
After walking out of the cabin, the two of them didn't drive. The town wasn't big anyway, so they just walked around slowly.
Passing by a cultural and creative store, Fang Chen was picking out refrigerator magnets inside. In the end, he selected four or five and asked Xisi which one looked good.
The man took a look and felt that there was no difference at all.
“They all look good.”
The lamb's face turned serious, and he looked at Xisi expressionlessly, "You're just trying to please me."
"No, no." Sis said quickly, "Well, let me take a look at this one. This one has bright colors."
The lamb then snorted and handed the things to Xisi, "Go pay the bill."
The man took it immediately and said, "Baby, if you like those, we'll buy them all."
"No, why buy so much? I'm in charge of the money at home now, you have to listen to me."
Sith nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
He took the things to pay the bill, and a man came over and jokingly said, "Your boyfriend is so fierce."
Sith raised the corner of his lips, smiled, and nodded. He didn't look angry at all, but rather looked a little proud of showing off.
The number of tourists in the town has increased in the past two years, and shops have opened one after another. Fang Chen felt a little tired after visiting a few shops. He found a small square nearby according to the map, bought two hot drinks with Sis, and sat on a bench to watch the snow-capped mountains.
Fang Chen leaned his head on Xisi's shoulder and said, "Tell me, if we come here to play again when we are old, will we still remember today?"
Sis wrapped the scarf that had fallen from his neck and whispered, "Yes, I will. I will remember the way you sat by the window and asked me to take a picture. I will also remember the look on your face when you sat in my arms and kissed me."
The lamb suddenly raised his head and said, "Now that we're old, do we need to stop doing this? I'm afraid you'll break your back if you straighten it up."
One second she was a little sentimental because of Fang Chen, and the next second she was so angry that she was speechless.
Sis said unhappily, "If my waist wasn't good, I'd use a toy to fuck you."
Fang Chen's eyes widened, "That's too perverted."
The man pushed his head back and said, "So you better behave yourself. Last time you promised me that you could move on top, but now you're cheating again."
Fang Chen choked, "Why are our conversations always so vulgar? I wasn't that kind of person before."
Sis didn't say anything, hooked his chin, leaned in, and gave him a long kiss.
The lamb felt dizzy as soon as he was kissed, and this time he could barely spare a moment to think.
It must have been infected by the Sith.
Kissing too much, I passed all his perversions to myself through saliva.
After walking around the town, I randomly picked a restaurant that looked pretty good for dinner.
It was the peak tourist season and there were quite a few people in the restaurant. The two of them were sitting by the window. When Fang Chen was secretly picking out carrots from the salad, he suddenly heard a burst of cheers from the side.
The lamb who loved to join in the fun immediately turned his head away.
It turned out that someone was proposing to me.
Coincidentally, there were also two boys.
The taller one knelt on one knee, holding up the ring, his voice trembling as he spoke. The other one had curly blonde hair, and her eyes were red, as if she was holding back tears.
Finally, amid warm applause, the two hugged each other tightly.
Fang Chen also stood up and clapped very hard. The man frowned as he watched, afraid that he would clap his palms red.
When Fang Chen sat down again, Sis pulled his hand over and turned it over. He saw that the white and tender palm was indeed a little red.
He felt a little distressed, "Are you stupid?"
As a result, when he looked up, he was stunned for a moment, "Baby, why are your eyes red?"
The lamb sniffed, "I'm so touched. I can't help it, I just have a low tear point and cry easily."
Sis said with a smile, "Don't cry."
“You don’t need to shed tears for other people’s happiness, you are happy too.”
The lamb nodded. "I know, Sis. I am the happiest lamb with you. Honey, can you help me eat this bowl of carrots?"
Sith, "..."
When they left the restaurant, it was snowing outside. Fang Chen acted like a spoiled child and didn't want to leave, so he asked Xisi to carry him back.
He untied his scarf and wrapped half around his own head and half around Sith's head.
The little lamb said proudly, "This way I won't get sick from the cold."
Sith said "hmm", "No need to freeze sick, it looks like it's sick."
The lamb hugged his neck tightly and said, "I advise you to be careful with your words and actions, otherwise I won't give you your living allowance next month."
Sith suppressed his laughter, "I was wrong, baby."
Back in the cabin, Xisi pushed Fang Chen to take a hot bath, fearing that he would catch a cold.
"Then you cut the fruit, I will make mulled wine later." The lamb did not forget his plan and reminded him.
"Go take a shower, I'll cook."
When the two came back from the restaurant, they packed a bottle of red wine and bought some spices and fruits.
Sis heated the pot, poured in red wine, and put in chopped apples, orange slices and other fruits. The lamb liked sweet food, so he also added a little rock sugar.
When Fang Chen came out of the shower, the room was already filled with fragrance.
He changed into a set of furry home clothes, which were picked out for him by Sis. It was a man's bad taste. The home clothes were in the shape of a lamb, and they were one-piece. There was a hood on the back with two soft lamb ears hanging on it.
Fang Chen walked to the kitchen and smelled it, "It smells so good."
Sis stirred it with a spoon and said, "You'll be able to drink it soon."
He turned around and was about to say something, but suddenly stopped. He looked up and down at the lamb and smiled, "So cute, baby."
The boy blushed a little, looked down at himself, and cursed him softly, "Pervert, buying such weird clothes."
Sis said with a gentlemanly air, "Don't overthink it. It's just ordinary clothes. I didn't intend anything."
Only a fool would believe that.
The lamb held his chin and waited eagerly. Finally, the heat came up and the lid of the pot moved.
The man took out two glasses, shaped them, cut two pieces of strawberry and inserted them into the rims of the glasses, poured mulled wine into the glasses, and then carried the tray to the table in front of the fireplace.
Fang Chen followed happily.
There were two lounge chairs by the fireplace. The lamb sat on them, took a sip of the mulled wine, and sighed comfortably.
Sis sat next to him and clinked glasses with him. "Drink less. We still have to go skiing tomorrow."
"It's okay." Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and boasted without any hesitation, "I can drink a lot better now."
Sith smiled helplessly.
For the next few hours, the boy chattered about his childhood. He'd secretly raised a puppy, saving half a steamed bun every day to feed it, but the puppy was later lost. He particularly liked the glass beads from the grocery store, but he had no pocket money. One day, he found one outside the classroom. He carefully cleaned it, but was later accused of stealing by a classmate, and he even got into a fight over it.
When Fang Chen talked about these past events, he did not feel very painful or sad. These were just insignificant things compared to his extremely difficult childhood. What's more, he was an optimist and felt that as long as he ran fast enough, he would always leave the darkness behind.
He just felt sorry that he didn't have the ability to own either the puppy or the glass beads.
Every word Fang Chen said hit Xisi's heart with a heavy weight. He walked over, picked up the lamb and held it in his arms. He lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "Baby, baby."
The man kept calling him like this, and the aroma of red wine in the air continued to rise. Fang Chen felt like a piece of orange jelly, almost melting.
He lied.
In fact, he still has a very poor alcohol tolerance.
Just like now, he was looking at Sith in a daze, feeling like he was almost seeing double.
The lamb was turned over and pressed on the recliner. Sis lowered his head and touched his lips to his ear.
"Baby, do you know what the cutest part of this dress is?"
The man's hand moved downwards. "A one-piece home suit is not convenient for going to the bathroom, so there's a zipper here."
Fang Chen finally came to his senses a little at this moment, and his ears turned red with shame.
It turns out this is a pair of open-crotch pants.
It snowed heavily in the town tonight, and the snowflakes fluttered down, almost submerging the entire town.
But in the wooden house, the fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, and the whole room was warm. The recliner was swaying and creaking, and the drooping lamb ears were swinging.
Fang Chen didn't even have to take off his clothes, he was just eaten up by Tuanba Tuanba.
The man was very gentle today, his hands covering Fang Chen's eyes from beginning to end.
The lamb trembled in his voice, "I can't see... I can't see it anymore."
Sith said "hmm".
"I don't want you to cry today. If you shed a tear I'll stop, okay?"
The boy's small face was the size of a palm, his eyes were covered, leaving only his mouth and nose exposed. He opened his mouth, with a little of his tongue sticking out, and was breathing hard.
He didn't want to shed tears today.
I don't want Sith to stop either.
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As expected, Fang Chen couldn't get out of bed the next day.
It was Sith who dug him up.
He couldn't even open his eyes. "I'm so sleepy."
His hands waved randomly, and he even slapped the man inadvertently. Sis lowered his head and kissed him, "Baby, aren't we going skiing?"
The lamb complained, "It's all your fault. You knew you were going skiing, but you still did it last night!"
Sith snorted, "Whose legs were hooked around my waist last night, telling me not to stop?"
The lamb fell silent.
The man smiled and said nothing more. He carried the child to wash up. He dipped the toothbrush in toothpaste before handing it to the lamb's mouth. After washing the little ancestor, he carried him to change his clothes.
It wasn't until they had packed up and were getting in the car to set off that Fang Chen finally came to his senses. He leaned over the car window and looked out, a little excited. "I've never skied before. Will there be a coach?"
"No." Sis smiled. "You're about to stop giving me my allowance. How can I afford to hire a coach for you?"
Fang Chen's face turned a little hot, knowing that he was talking about the nonsense he had said on the recliner last night.
If you don’t want to hire a coach, then don’t hire one.
Fang Chen poked the glass with his fingers and said nothing.
The man held the steering wheel with one hand and pulled the lamb's hand over with the other hand and held it in his palm.
"I'll teach you."
Fang Chen turned his head and winked at him, "Then I'll pay you."
Sith smiled, "Thank you, boss."
When they arrived at the ski resort, it was still early, so there weren't many people. Fang Chen was a beginner, so he could only ski the beginner track. The man helped him put on his protective gear, then squatted down, holding his calves to help him put on his skis. Finally, he put on a soft, doll-shaped hip protector.
Fang Chen looked down and asked unhappily, "Why don't I snowboard? That one is so cool."
"This one is simpler and won't fall easily."
In order to make it easier to teach Xiaoyang, Xisi also changed to double boards. He taught Fang Shen some postures face to face, "Open your legs a little more, like me."
Fang Chen was already impatient, "I learned it, I learned it, let me try skating around first."
He held the snowball and slid down without waiting for the man to say anything.
Before Sis could slide down with him, he saw the lamb twisting and turning, and finally falling to the ground with a bang.
He pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly and quickly slid down.
Fang Chen was almost beaten to a pulp during the entire day at the ski resort. Finally, Sith couldn't stand it anymore and dragged him to the lounge.
Handing him a glass of soda, Sis comforted him, "It won't take a day or two to learn, don't worry."
The lamb was limp, biting the straw, "I feel like my body is falling apart."
Sith patted his head and asked, "Do you want to go back?"
"No! It's so hard to get here to play."
Fang Chen drank the soda in one gulp, patted his butt and stood up, "Come again!"
The result was that when Fang Chen returned to the cabin at night, he could hardly stand up and was finally picked up and carried back by the man.
I don’t know how many times I fell, but luckily I was wearing thick clothes and there were no obvious bruises. However, excessive exercise still caused severe aches and pains all over my body.
After taking a shower, Fang Chen didn’t even want to eat. He was so tired that he fell asleep immediately.
Sis sat beside him, gently pinching his calves and rubbing his waist. Fang Chen, half asleep and half awake, opened his eyes drowsily and said vaguely, "Come sleep with me."
Sis coaxed him in a low voice, "Just sleep, I'll help you massage it, otherwise it will hurt worse tomorrow."
Fang Chen muttered something again, but Xisi didn't hear it clearly. The next second, the boy's eyes closed again.
Sith leaned over and kissed him amusedly.
Good night, baby.
After skiing for two days, Fang Chen refused to go any further, and Sis was reluctant to see the lamb fall again. He only had this one lamb, and who would compensate him if it got broken?
The last day's itinerary was temporarily changed to a hot spring bath in the next town.
The backyard of the reserved villa was a private hot spring. Fang Chen, wearing only his shorts, ran out of the house, "Xisi, do you want to eat this?"
He took out a bunch of snacks, and Sith glanced at them and shook his head.
The man was soaking in the pool, leaning back lazily, his posture lazy, and hooked his finger at Fang Chen, "Stop struggling, get down."
Fang Chen hesitated a little, "Can't we soak in two separate pools?"
The man raised his eyes slightly, and the look he gave her was dangerous.
He repeated calmly, "Come down."
Fang Chen hesitated for a while, but finally went into the pool. The man stretched out his big hand and pulled him into his arms.
"I'm not that bad, am I? How can I touch you when you're in so much pain? Be good, soak in it, and you'll get better soon."
Hearing this, Fang Chen relaxed a little, stuck close to Sith, and leaned against him as if he had no bones.
He sighed miserably, "School is about to start again."
How come the holidays always go by so quickly?
Sith tilted his head and kissed his ear, "I also have two classes this semester, we can go to school together."
Fang Chen pouted, "Forget it."
The man frowned, "What? You're not going to give me a name?"
Fang Chen muttered, "Isn't this good?"
Sis didn't know how long this little lamb would continue to hide, so he pinched his earlobe and didn't continue the topic.
The heat rose in the pool. Fang Chen turned around and lay down by the pool, letting the man rub his waist.
The man's palms were broad, and when he pressed his hands on them, only a narrow part of his waist and back could be seen.
He pinched it and asked in a low voice, "Boss, are you feeling comfortable?"
Fang Chen closed his eyes slightly, and said in a voice as soft as a kitten, "Not bad, I'll give you more money..."
The sound stopped abruptly, and Fang Chen suddenly woke up. He straightened his back and wanted to run forward, but was stopped by Xisi.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't do it?"
The man hummed, pressed against him, and said, "Open your legs, dear."
There is a small mole at the root of Fang Chen's thigh. He is often bitten by men, and there are often layers of teeth marks on it.
Today I suffered even more, my skin was red and almost swollen.
Fang Chen thought bitterly, he will go get his mole removed tomorrow! !
We can't give this wolf any more chances.
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Soon after returning from Switzerland, school was about to start. The manor was too far away, so they had to move out. Fang Chen had originally planned to return to his original dormitory, but Xisi wanted him to live with him in the apartment near the school.
The two of them had a small conflict for the first time, but in fact, it did not prevent them from being intimate at all.
There is something special about expressing hatred with a cold face.
School was about to start in two days, and Fang Chen was packing his suitcase by himself. Sis came up with a freshly baked cake, glanced at it, and his expression was not very good. "Who asked you to pack it?"
Fang Chentou didn't even turn around, "Don't bother me."
The man stood lazily aside, "Come here, give me a kiss."
Fang Chen put down the things in his hand, stood up with a stern face and walked over, stood on tiptoe and kissed Sis on the chin, then took the cake next to him without any expression.
The main theme is indifference.
Sis looked down at him, paused for a few seconds, and then said, "I have to go out for a competition in a few days, probably two or three days."
Fang Chen paused and looked up at him. "I have a full class schedule now that school has started."
The implication is that I can't go with Sith.
The man's face became even more sour.
"Then you stay in the apartment and wait for me to come back."
Fang Chen said nothing, sat on the chair next to him and ate cake, pretending not to hear.
Sith gritted his teeth secretly.
He walked over, turned the chair around, put his hands on both sides, and looked down at the boy.
"Be good, baby."
The two of them had lived together for so long that Sith felt like claws were scratching his heart every time they were apart for a night.
Having tasted the sweetness, I no longer want to live like before.
Fang Chen took a bite of the cake with his fork and raised his hand to pass it to Xisi's mouth, "Hubby, do you want to eat it?"
The man was so angry that he wanted to turn Fang Chen over and fuck him right there on the chair. Looking at the cake that was handed to his mouth, he gave Fang Chen a cold look and lowered his head to eat it.
It was clearly a soft cake, but Sith ate it as if he was biting a piece of meat.
The lamb blinked his eyes and said, "You're so fierce even when eating a cake. I wonder if you think you're eating me. Tell me, do I still dare to live in your apartment?"
Sith was so angry that he could hardly breathe.
This lamb was born to nemesis him.
The man could only soften his tone, lower his head, and put his hand against the lamb's soft cheek. "Baby, live with me. I will listen to you in everything. I will never be fierce again. I will stop if you tell me to, and I will move however you tell me to."
Of course not.
Trick the person over first.
Fang Chen raised his eyes and looked at him seriously, "Hubby, I'm not really stupid. If I get on the bed, do I have the strength to resist?"
“…”
When Fang Chen started school, Xisi happened to leave by plane.
The heartless guy didn't even come to the airport to see him off.
The man was so angry that he even wrote down the local specialties that Fang Chen wanted to eat, planning to buy some and bring them back to this little ancestor.
On the first night after the plane landed, Xisi had just returned from training when he received a video call from Fang Chen.
The man raised the corner of his lips and was coaxed in a second.
Remember to call him.
He answered the phone and saw the little face opposite him. He felt an itch deep in his bones and wanted to fly back immediately and hug her in his arms.
"Baby. I missed you so much." The man whispered, "Are you in the dormitory? Did you take a shower and blow-dry your hair?"
Unexpectedly, Fang Chen on the other end of the phone did not respond to him, but instead gasped twice.
The man's eyes darkened. "Baby, what are you doing?"
Only then did he realize something was wrong. The boy's eyes were a little red and misty, and there were two blushes on his face.
"I'm in the apartment. Didn't you ask me to wait for you here?"
The lamb spoke softly, with some panting sounds.
The camera tilted down a little, and Sith immediately saw what the boy was holding in his arms.
It was a black shirt.
It's Sith's shirt.
Sis's head exploded with a thud, his eyes bloodshot, he clutched his phone tightly, and felt his temples pounding, almost bursting with blood.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Fang Chen! What are you doing!"
The young man looked up at him, his eyes misty, "Guess, husband."
His movements became more and more violent, and the entire camera began to shake. The black shirt, white skin, and extreme color contrast caught his eyes, making Sith's breathing become heavy.
After an unknown amount of time, the young man raised his head and said aggrievedly, "Hubby, I can't do it myself."
He put his fingers in front of the camera, and they were dripping with water.
"Not as useful as yours."
Sith's expression seemed to have calmed down, but the hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, and veins were bulging.
"Good luck in the game, husband. I'll be waiting for you at home."
Just waiting like this?
Holding his clothes, she acted wildly on the bed in the bedroom.
The man paused for two seconds, then suddenly smiled gently. He spoke softly.
"Okay, baby, wait for me to come back."
Fuck you.
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*DV follow-up of the small theater [End]
Sis said that he wanted to go to the audio-visual room to watch a movie in the evening. Since men rarely take the initiative to suggest watching a movie, Fang Chen was quite happy and followed him happily.
I never thought that I would be the lead actor in that movie.
The man exported the contents of the DV recorder and projected it onto the screen. The entire wall of large screens showed him and Sis hugging and kissing. Fang Chen took a look and his face began to turn red and hot.
So perverted!
I was cursing in my heart, but my eyes couldn't help but watch.
It feels really different when you look at it from this third-person perspective.
I know that my figure cannot compare with Xisi's, but I didn't expect the difference to be so big. When I sit in Xisi's arms, I look like a slightly larger BJD doll.
When they were kissing, the man's hands were always restless, moving up along the hem of his clothes. Fang Chen heard himself groan, probably because he was pinched there.
The two of them sat on a double sofa, and Sith acted in unison with what was shown on the projection screen, holding the person in his arms and reaching his hand inside.
"Baby, the panting sound is wrong. It's not like that in the video."
"What's next? Watch the video yourself."
The image and reality were synchronized, the man was deliberately bullying him, even the speed of his movements remained consistent.
Fang Chen was almost crying from the torture.
Two lambs are being eaten by the same wolf.
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