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Han Yao didn't expect him to say that suddenly. He thought for a few seconds and asked, "Are you serious?"
Xiao Wen Ning raised his hand and hooked it around his neck, smiling and saying, "Seriously, okay?"
Han Yao wanted to see some different emotions in his eyes, but in those eyes reflecting the light, there was nothing except himself wearing a Santa hat.
He hesitated in his heart, but finally lowered his head and kissed the corner of Xiao Wen Ning's mouth, saying, "Okay."
After returning to the hotel, Han Yao simply washed up. He walked to the bed and picked up a local magazine and flipped through a few pages.
Seeing him come out, Xiao Wen Ning pretended to go into the bathroom with his pajamas. Han Yao finished flipping through the magazine and looked at the time. Young Master Xiao had been showering for nearly forty minutes. He was just about to go over to see if there was anything wrong when Young Master Xiao walked out boldly, wrapped in a bath towel.
There were two small pink beads hanging on his white chest. Han Yao glanced at him and asked, "Where are your pajamas?"
Xiao Wen Ning said innocently, "I accidentally fell into the water." Then he climbed onto the bed and got under the covers. After a few seconds, he put his hands in the covers and moved them a few times. Then he pulled out a bath towel and threw it on the ground. Master Xiao blinked at Han Yao twice and invited him generously, "Go to bed."
Han Yao was amused by him and curled up the corners of his mouth. He put on a T-shirt and pajamas and lay down on the bed.
Xiao Wen Ning behaved well for a while, but eventually couldn't hold back anymore and started rubbing his bare body against Han Yao's until they were pressed tightly together. Xiao Wen Ning lifted his calf and pressed it against Han Yao's waist and abdomen, blowing into his ear: "We are in a relationship now, right?"
Han Yao lay still, thinking for a moment: "Forget it."
Xiao Wen Ning chuckled twice, hugged Han Yao and rubbed his waist. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a "click" and the room was pitch black.
Master Xiao was a little dissatisfied: "Why turn off the lights?"
Han Yao turned his body sideways, pressed his two unruly legs together, and locked them between his legs. Then he stretched out his long arms, hugged him in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sleep."
Master Xiao struggled a few times but couldn't break free, so he could only lie obediently in Han Yao's arms and asked in a muffled voice: "Don't you want to do something to me?"
Han Yao asked, "What are you doing?"
"Just do what couples should do."
"This is my first time in love, and I don't know what to do."
Xiao Wen Ning took the initiative to take on the task of education: "I'll teach you."
Han Yao hugged her tighter, feeling a little awkward: "No need."
Xiao Wen Ning twisted a few times, intending to find a more comfortable position, but suddenly stopped all movements, tilted his neck back, and whispered, "Han Yao."
Han Yao cleared his throat: "What?"
"You hit me..."
"Close your eyes and go to sleep."
When they woke up the next day, the two were still hugging each other tightly. Xiao Wen Ning's bare legs built a bridge of morning erection between him and Han Yao. Han Yao opened his eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, then got up to wash.
The weather was good, so the two of them went to the ski resort that Xiao Wen Ning mentioned. They rented equipment at the foot of the mountain and took the cable car straight to the top of the mountain.
Standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance, there was a vast expanse of blue sky and land. Young Master Xiao put on protective gear, snow boots, and held the snowboard, standing facing the wind. He poked the ski poles and was about to express his emotions when he saw a figure gliding quickly in front of him.
Xiao Wen Ning watched Han Yao slide through the various slides with perfect form, then swiftly turn and slide back to his side. Han Yao raised his glasses to survey Xiao Wen Ning's equipment, then removed his gloves and squatted down to help him adjust his shoelaces. "It's not safe to leave it out like this."
Xiao Wen Ning looked down at him, then quietly made excuses for his unprofessionalism: "This is my first time skating."
After tying his shoelaces, Han Yao didn't stand up. He raised his hand and said, "Give me the snowboard."
Xiao Wen Ning said "Oh" and quickly handed him the skis.
Han Yao took the snowboard, put it on the ground, and held his ankle: "Lift your foot." Xiao Wen Ning blinked twice and obediently lifted one foot.
Han Yao helped him fix the snowboard before he stood up. Xiao Wen Ning tried to move twice and quickly held Han Yao's arm: "I... I can't stand steadily."
Han Yao, wearing gloves, looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Hold on to the ski poles, don't hold on to me."
Xiao Wen Ning hugged his waist with a feeling of grievance: "Aren't you my ski pole?"
Han Yao answered bluntly: "I am not."
Xiao Wen Ning was quite angry: "Then you don't care about me?"
Han Yao checked his protective gear and then helped him adjust the tightness of his helmet: "Don't you want to learn?"
Xiao Wen Ning let him go and poked at his ski pole to find balance: "I don't really want to learn."
"If you don't want to learn, why are you here?"
"I just want to experience something I've never done before with you."
Han Yao raised his hand and patted his helmet, saying with a smile, "Since you're here, why not learn it?"
Xiao Wen Ning took two tentative steps forward, holding on to his ski poles with both hands, but his feet slipped and he sat down on the ground.
Han Yao had no intention of supporting him. Seeing him fall, he stood aside and let him stand up by himself.
Young Master Xiao was neither physically disabled nor mentally weak. He sat on the ground and stretched out his hand, waiting for Han Yao to pull him up. The two of them were in a stalemate for a few seconds. Finally, Han Yao had no choice but to admit defeat. He raised the corner of his mouth and pulled up Young Master Xiao, who was about to roll over and act like a spoiled child.
As soon as Xiao Wen Ning stepped onto the snowboard, he instantly became like a child learning to walk, constantly slipping and falling. Han Yao let him do whatever he wanted while explaining the basics, but Young Master Xiao only understood half of what he was saying. Only after Han Yao had left him and skied more than ten meters away, with no further progress, did Xiao Wen Ning cautiously follow him.
After nearly two hours of learning, he was finally able to keep up with Han Yao. Xiao Wen Ning seemed to be enjoying the fun of skiing and said loudly, "How about we have a competition?"
Han Yao patted the snow off his body and nodded in agreement.
Xiao Wen Ning held up his ski pole and vowed, "If I win, I'll kiss you."
Han Yao raised his eyebrows and asked him, "What if I win?"
Xiao Wen Ning was quite proud: "If you win, you can kiss me."
I don’t know if it was because the cold winter froze his brain, or if people in love simply have no brains, but Han Yao actually thought that Young Master Xiao’s bet was very reasonable. He asked Xiao Wen Ning to get ready and raise his hand to count down.
Descending quickly from the top of the mountain, stepping on the snow and blowing through the wind, Xiao Wen Ning looked at Han Yaoying's straight and neat back through his brown glasses, feeling more joyful than ever before.
After coming down from the top of the mountain, I found a restaurant with a nice environment to fill my stomach.
Just after finishing their meal, snowflakes began to fall outside. The cold wind blew, making people shiver. Han Yao turned up his collar and raised his hand to cover Xiao Wen Ning's ears. "Are we going back to the hotel?"
Xiao Wen Ning rubbed his palm like a cat: "I'll be back later."
"Aren't you cold?"
Xiao Wen Ning looked around and suddenly his eyes lit up. He took Han Yao's hand and strode across the street and entered a shop decorated with colorful lights and stickers.
The decoration inside the store was full of local colors. The old shelves were filled with hats and scarves of various styles. Xiao Wen Ning picked up one and wrapped it around Han Yao's neck. He felt very satisfied, and then he chose another one for himself and walked to the front desk to check out.
The warm bright red scarf tightly covered his mouth and nose. Han Yao lowered his eyes and saw the standard blue couple's scarf in Xiao Wen Ning's hand, and raised his hand to help him tie it.
After putting on their equipment, they went out again. It was a vast expanse outside. Apart from the rustling sound of snow, the only sounds were the two people's footsteps on the snow.
The two of them wandered around the small town for the whole afternoon. The pointed roofs, the ancient streets, the colorful windows decorated to welcome Christmas, the quietness of the afternoon with a touch of mystery, the cats at the alleys, the squirrels on the street corners, it seemed as if one could inadvertently open the door to a fairy tale world.
They walked and stopped, ate and drank, until evening, when they walked back the same way.
When passing by the central square, Xiao Wen Ning pulled Han Yao to a wishing fountain that had no water.
He took out a coin and placed it in his palm pretentiously. Then he closed his eyes and muttered to himself for a few seconds. Then he threw the coin backwards. The coin fell directly into the thick snow, leaving a small round hole.
Han Yao asked him softly, "What wish did you make?"
Xiao Wen Ning smiled happily with his eyes curved: "It's a secret."
Han Yao looked at him quietly for a while, helped him adjust his scarf, and took him back to the hotel.
After opening the door, Xiao Wen Ning suddenly grabbed his hand and pushed him against the wall. Han Yao leaned against it and looked at him with his eyes downcast.
Master Xiao looked like a bully teasing a good boy and hooked his chin: "Do you owe me something?"
Han Yao put his hands in his pockets: "No?"
Xiao Wen Ning raised an eyebrow: "You want to default on your debt?"
Han Yao's mouth curled up: "What do I owe you?"
Master Xiao hooked his arm around his neck, squinting his eyes and grinning: "You owe me a kiss."
The room was dark and unlit, but the light from the corridor shone into the room, bringing a special ambiguity. Xiao Wen Ning took the initiative to lift his head and kissed the corner of Han Yao's mouth. His soft tongue outlined the shape of Han Yao's lips and slowly penetrated. Han Yao let him kiss for a while and finally raised his hands to hug his waist.
I don’t know how long they kissed, it started with a light and sweet kiss, and slowly turned into a lingering sucking of the sweet saliva in each other’s mouths.
Wrap it from the bottom of the tongue to the palate, lick it from between the teeth to the corners of the lips.
Xiao Wen Ning's breathing became rapid as Han Yao's tongue stirred vigorously in his mouth. His waist felt weak, and he could only wrap his arms around Han Yao's neck for support. Han Yao teased his soft tongue for a long time, then slowly withdrew from his hot and wet mouth and moved to his plump and lovely earlobe. Xiao Wen Ning's ears were sensitive, and he unconsciously tugged at Han Yao's newly bought scarf twice. He blew a breath of hot and moist air into his ear: "Let's make love."
Han Yao's rough tongue dug into his ear and he said hoarsely, "You teach me?"
"I'll teach you." After saying that, his body felt lighter and someone held his butt and carried him to the bed. Xiao Wen Ning did not let go, but hooked Han Yao's neck and let him press on him. He pulled off Han Yao's scarf, and his slender and distinct fingers eagerly unbuttoned Han Yao's coat, reached into his T-shirt, and stroked his tight and strong muscles.
Han Yao felt the fingertips sliding on his back and kissed his lips again. It was not until his collarbone was licked by the rough tongue that Xiao Wen Ning realized that he was only wearing a shirt with its buttons wide open.
Han Yao's tongue licked all the way to her chest, and he rolled a little bit of her chest into his mouth, sucking and licking it.
Xiao Wen Ning wrapped her legs tightly around Han Yao's waist and said in a hoarse voice, "You don't need me to teach you."
Han Yao gently rubbed the hard nipple in his mouth with his teeth. Xiao Wen Ning's body trembled sensitively and her legs clung tighter.
The hot and wet mouth wrapped around one nipple, but ignored the other. Xiao Wen Ning thrust his chest forward and spoke impatiently: "Han Yao..."
"Lick the other side..."
Han Yao heard the sound, let go of the nipple that seemed to have grown bigger in his mouth, and moved to the other side.
Xiao Wen Ning's lower body had long been so hard that a transparent liquid was leaking out. He thrust upwards vaguely, groaning and begging: "Help me..."
Han Yao kept kneading his buttocks with his hands, listening to the soft moans in his ears, and gently covered his hard penis with his hot palms.
The rough palms were covered with calluses from years of training. Xiao Wen Ning subconsciously pushed twice, licking his ears and tempting him: "Help me get it out, okay..."
Only the faint light of the snow filtered into the room. Han Yao couldn't discern his expression, but his voice was alluring, like a hook. He increased the pressure in his hand as he stroked Xiao Wenning's penis, the calluses rubbing against his delicate penis, sending pleasure cascading through his limbs. Waves of pleasure and stimulation made him moan repeatedly. Han Yao's hand was slippery with the arousal fluids flowing from the tip of Xiao Wenning's penis.
He listened to Xiao Wen Ning's uncontrollable trembling and gradually increased his speed until the man under him began to breathe rapidly, trembled a few times, and finally shot his hands full of semen.
Xiao Wen Ning calmed down a bit, hooked his hands around Han Yao's neck and kissed him gently. He placed Han Yao's big hand, which was covered with his semen, on his soft backside.
Han Yao paused for a few seconds, then looked up and asked hoarsely, "Is it okay?"
Xiao Wen Ning hugged him tightly, licking his neck with the tip of his tongue, and said with a smile: "Yes, really."
Seeing that Han Yao hadn't moved, he kissed the corner of his mouth and whispered, "Han Yao, I like you, I want to fall in love with you, and I want to have sex with you."
Han Yao's fingers circled around his vagina. He listened to Xiao Wen Ning's soft and gentle confession and finally penetrated.
The soft flesh inside was hot and wet, tightly wrapping around his thick, slender fingers. Even with the lubrication of semen, the anus was still difficult to open. Han Yao entered tentatively, but was not able to control the strength. He could not see Xiao Wen Ning's expression, and could only tell whether he was in pain by his continuous moans.
As the entire finger was inserted, the moans in his ears didn't seem to be too painful, so he felt a little relieved. He thrust in and out a few times, then put in another finger to expand and stir it.
Xiao Wen Ning sighed softly, as if he was holding something back. Han Yao was about to ask when he heard him say in a relaxed tone, "Aren't you very good at it?"
Han Yao said hoarsely, "Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've probably seen pigs run."
Xiao Wen Ning patted him softly, somewhat dissatisfied: "Am I a pig?"
Han Yao leaned forward and blocked his lips: "What do you think?"
His anus was soft and wet from being pumped in and out. Xiao Wen Ning took the initiative to unbutton his pants and helped him take them off to his hips. His underwear was wrapped around his hot and huge penis. Xiao Wen Ning sighed softly, "It's so big..."
Pulling down his underwear, his erect penis suddenly popped out as if it had broken through any obstacles. Xiao Wen Ning felt the bulging veins on it with his soft palm, and he was actually a little timid. He rubbed Han Yao's cheek, a little aggrieved: "It's too big..."
Although she said this, her wet and hot anus actively fitted Han Yao's penis, and liquid flowed from the tip along the small opening of her anus, entering shallowly.
Han Yao felt two hands on his back tightly clinging to him, and he didn't dare to thrust his entire penis in. However, Xiao Wen Ning didn't care, and until his back felt a slight pain from being scratched, he finally thrust his entire penis in.
Xiao Wen Ning's entire body was shaking with pain, and he spoke in a somewhat unsteady voice, "It's all your fault that you're too big..."
Han Yao felt uncomfortable being squeezed by him. He looked at Xiao Wen Ning's furrowed brow through the light of the snow and gently licked the sweat on his forehead: "I moved."
"Move...move..."
The huge thing inside his body was thrusting in and out without any rules. Xiao Wen Ning endured the pain and hooked his tongue to kiss him gently.
Han Yao had grown up in such a state that if he said he had never seen an instructional video, that would be pure nonsense. But it was indeed his first time to use real guns and live ammunition.
He was feeling very uncomfortable from being squeezed, but he didn't dare to move forward. He held Xiao Wen Ning tightly in his arms, comforting his tense body that was in pain.
Until he pushed it a little bit, Xiao Wen Ning's body trembled sensitively for a few times, and then he moaned: "Here...Han Yao, I feel itchy here...Ah ah Han...Han Yao...go slower..."
Finally getting a response, Han Yao breathed a sigh of relief. Without waiting for Xiao Wen Ning to finish his words, he quickly pushed and rubbed that sensitive spot, until he heard his distorted moans, and finally he found some techniques.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Wen Ning finally broke down and begged for mercy. The penis inside him seemed to be tirelessly rubbing his anus. He hugged Han Yao's neck and cried, "Slow down...ah, Han, Han Yao, I'm going to cum...don't...I can't take it anymore..."
"Han Yao...it's too big...please, go slower..."
After thrusting for a long time, Xiao Wen Ning finally ejaculated with his legs trembling. He tried to speak steadily: "Is this your first time?"
Han Yao held him and continued to thrust slowly: "Yes."
Xiao Wen Ning was very sensitive, and he squeezed Han Yao's penis without much strength: "Isn't it always very fast the first time? Why haven't you ejaculated yet?"
Han Yao was a little out of control because of him. He held Xiao Wen Ning and started to fuck him quickly. Xiao Wen Ning felt pleasure in his body again. He was hoarse and wanted to break free: "Don't... I don't want it anymore... Han Yao ah ah..."
After a long period of naked lovemaking, Han Yao finally ejaculated. Xiao Wen Ning let him hold him without any strength. One of his legs weakly clung to Han Yao's waist, and in a daze, he accidentally slipped down between Han Yao's legs. Master Xiao, who was almost asleep, woke up instantly. He felt Han Yao kissing his lips again, and said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't do anything... Why are you hard again..."
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