Chapter 94
Wen Cishu hid in the bathroom and washed for a long time, as if he had done something bad.
While he was making hot water, he imagined Bo Tingyuan without any clothes, just wearing suspenders and leg rings.
Under the fumigation of the hot air, his face became hotter and hotter as he thought about what was going to happen soon.
He washed for a long time before he went out reluctantly.
Before Wen Cishu finished reading, all the lights in the bedroom were turned off, leaving only the silvery moonlight pouring in from the floor-to-ceiling windows.
On the other side of the screen, the light in Bo Tingyuan's bedroom was on.
"Where is the person?" Wen Cishu walked over wrapped in his bathrobe and saw that the bathroom door was closed, and there were faint sounds of someone taking a bath.
Where is the heart-shaped box from before?
Wen Cishu turned around and quickly walked around the bedroom in the light.
There was a watch box he had chosen on the table, and a new watch was already placed on the bedside table.
But the white heart-shaped box was nowhere to be found.
Wen Cishu was a little anxious: Could it be that Bo Tingyuan didn't like it and simply didn't take it?
Oh no, does he think I'm a pervert?
He hurried to the living room of his room, turned on the light and looked everywhere, but still found nothing.
At this time, footsteps were heard.
Wen Cishu's dark eyes moved, and he thought quickly:
Or pretend that the counter sent it by mistake and say that what you bought was actually clothes?
Bo Tingyuan stepped forward and asked: "What did you lose and are you looking for?"
Wen Cishu turned around and was about to talk about the box, but his eyes suddenly noticed his chest under the collar of his nightgown and he was stuck: "Uh..."
But he didn't know how attractive he was in Bo Tingyuan's eyes.
Wen Cishu's face was as white and rosy as peach blossoms in spring. His black hair, slightly wet from moisture, stuck to his ears and neck. His loosely tied nightgown covered his soft skin, and his hem revealed two slender legs.
The whole body exudes the soft and sweet fragrance of after a bath.
As he hesitated in a long tone, Bo Tingyuan took a step forward, bent down and touched his crystal red lips, then stretched his arms down along his waist to lift up his two long legs, held them in his arms, and weighed them up.
"Hmm?" Wen Cishu habitually raised his hands to wrap around his shoulders, and his legs were already very skillfully clamped around his waist, and asked softly, "Where is the love box?"
He looked into Bo Tingyuan's deep green eyes, trying to gauge his likes and dislikes from his reaction.
"It's over there." Bo Tingyuan walked towards the bedroom and freed his hands to turn off the lights.
"oh."
Wen Cishu didn't notice anything, "But I didn't see it just now. Where did you put it?"
Bo Tingyuan paused for a moment, looked at him and said, "Cloakroom."
“…”
Wen Cishu suddenly felt a rumbling sound in his ears and his black pupils shrank.
——A lot of unexpected things happened in that cloakroom.
His originally relaxed lower back unconsciously pulled up, and he spoke quickly: "Then you... have you opened it?"
Bo Tingyuan said nothing, just pushed the screen closed and continued walking towards the cloakroom.
Wen Cishu swung his dangling feet and pursed his lips.
His few abilities to read people's expressions and words were completely useless when it came to Bo Tingyuan, and he was completely unable to see through his attitude.
never mind.
Wen Cishu gave up on the spot.
"Why do you look like that? It's the clothes in the box. Don't you like them?"
Bo Tingyuan stepped into the cloakroom and closed the door.
"clothing?"
Wen Cishu straightened his back, ready to use all his life's acting skills, and tilted his head deliberately and artificially: "Hmm? Isn't it clothes?"
Bo Tingyuan asked, "Who chose it for?"
"For you."
Wen Cishu said as a matter of course, "Didn't I say that I bought you two gifts? Right?"
At this time, he had already seen the white box placed next to the sofa, and asked knowingly: "Isn't it clothes?"
Bo Tingyuan sat on the sofa: "It's clothes."
"ah?"
Now it was Wen Cishu's turn to be confused. His eyes flashed like lightning. He supported himself on the armrest of the sofa with one hand and stood up very unnaturally.
——Could the counter really have made a mistake?
Their eyes met. Bo Tingyuan raised his hand, opened the lid of the box, and picked up the black lace panties: "Is this size for me?"
"What's this?"
Wen Cishu's eyes almost popped out of his head. He pulled him over and lowered his head to study him in the light of the floor lamp.
Bo Tingyuan saw his cheeks turning red visibly.
Wen Cishu pinched the lace fabric and the thin strap that was slightly thicker than a hair, his fingertips trembling slightly.
When he raised his eyes, his face was as red as if he had put on blush: "I...this...was not bought by me."
What happened to this brand?
Can you even make a wrong delivery?
Bo Tingyuan raised his hand, and slowly rubbed the back of his hand across his hot cheeks and jaw, and finally rubbed his crotch with his thumb: "So what did you buy?"
"I..." Wen Cishu was unable to speak. He lowered his head to take a look at the hot lace panties. He thought that they were the wrong gifts, so he simply put the blame on the brand. "It's just clothes..."
His anxious and mumbling look was unexpectedly attractive.
Bo Tingyuan turned his head and touched the lying man's lips: "For me?"
"Of course it's for you."
Wen Cishu leaned back and stared into his eyes, "You didn't think I bought this to... to..."
He picked up his underwear, too embarrassed to finish his words, his eyes wandering in panic, his words incoherent, "No, why aren't you wearing glasses?"
Bo Tingyuan pinched his chin, rubbed his lips, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want me to wear it?"
Wen Cishu really hoped that he had worn it at this moment, otherwise he would not be emitting extremely dangerous signals at this moment.
Bo Tingyuan pulled him back with just one word.
"Since you bought clothes for me, are these for you to choose for yourself?"
He gently pinched Wen Cishu's chin, and both of them turned their faces towards the white box at the same time.
The black leather straps, leg rings, etc. in the box exude a soft luster.
In the silent room, the sound of Wen Cishu swallowing in shock was extremely clear.
——Uh, how should I continue this story?
But he wants Bo Tingyuan to wear it!
Wen Cishu made up his mind, leaned against his side face, and whispered: "If I say, this is the clothes I bought for you, will you believe it?"
Bo Tingyuan asked back lightly: "Clothes?"
Wen Cishu was more certain than ever before: "Yes, clothes!"
"Oh——" Bo Tingyuan reacted thoughtfully, "Since this is for me, is this yours?"
He lifted Wen Cishu's wrist and pushed up the underwear in his hand, "The size is right."
Wen Cishu:……?
What sizes are available for this pair of undone panties?
But this is not important. He grabbed Bo Tingyuan's collar and said, "Do you want to try the gift I bought?"
Bo Tingyuan: "How to try?"
"that is……"
Wen Cishu reached out and picked up the braces that were cross-bound around the waist, and said softly, "You have to take off your clothes before you can try it. This is close-fitting."
Before he finished speaking, his face turned even redder.
——He was just talking dirty in a very serious manner.
Bo Tingyuan picked up the underwear in his hand and said seriously, "You should also take off your clothes to try this one."
The tone was as if they were in a meeting, discussing an investment project.
Wen Cishu looked at the lace panties that were pulled open and was stunned for two seconds.
"I……"
He felt Bo Tingyuan's arms tighten around his waist slowly and heavily like a python, and then his thin lips pressed against his own.
"You only let me take off my clothes and try it on for you. And you want to try it on secretly without showing it to me? Is that what you mean?"
The burning breath beside my ears was very irritating.
Wen Cishu recalled:
Bo Tingyuan wants to make a deal with me.
He is worthy of being the successor to the family business that even Old Master Bo favors.
A born profiteer!
Bo Tingyuan waited patiently, kissing the tip of his ear vaguely, taking in the soft and sweet scent, while quietly feeling the rise and fall of his heartbeat.
"Well..." Wen Cishu leaned his forehead against his shoulder, "But... I have never worn anything like this..."
Bo Tingyuan kissed him gently: "I'll help you."
Wen Cishu raised his head and hugged him, kissing and rubbing him until she was no longer too shy and her body softened, and then he helped her kneel down and sit up.
When Bo Tingyuan's hand reached under his robe, Wen Cishu quickly raised his hand to cover his eyes and said hastily, "I'd better do it myself. You are not allowed to watch."
He searched around frantically, straightening up to reach for a piece of clothing in the closet.
The belt of his robe was loose, and the front of his shirt fell naturally as he stood up.
Bo Tingyuan clasped his hands on his waist, raised his head slightly, and his nose touched his chest. He pressed his lips against it and kissed all the way down along the movement of him taking the things.
"Hiss..." Wen Cishu pulled the clothes hard and blocked his face.
The curve of the tall nose tip naturally reminded Wen Cishu of what happened that night, and he held his breath unconsciously.
Bo Tingyuan used his eyes to outline his fair and soft body through his clothes through the dim light, and the back of his fingers slowly lingered up and down along the smooth waist.
With a light "pa" sound, Wen Cishu slapped his hand away.
Bo Tingyuan, whose face was covered, continued to rub her and even straightened his waist arrogantly.
Wen Cishu looked down and glared.
I felt it just now, but I didn't expect it to be so... obvious.
He himself actually had a slight reaction, but not to this extent.
He sat sideways on Bo Tingyuan's legs, lifted his legs, took off his clothes first, and then put on his lace panties.
But the fabric was so scarce that Wen Cishu himself felt jealous just looking at it. It was really - disgusting.
The fashion industry is changing with each passing day. Is it meant to develop things like this? !
The laces on one side were slender and smooth. Wen Cishu was so nervous that his fingertips trembled slightly, and he failed to get it right after trying twice.
Who knew that when he lowered his head and tried hard, Bo Tingyuan tore off the clothes on his face and said, "I'll do it."
Wen Cishu's hands trembled and he was about to turn around and run away.
Bo Tingyuan embraced him, let him lean on his side, put one arm around his slender waist, and slowly tied the thin belt.
The black crochet lace against the fair skin has an indescribable sexiness.
Wen Cishu slowly brought his long legs together, but he held down one of his knees, so he could only sit astride.
Bo Tingyuan raised his hand to push the hem of his robe to the sides, and whispered, "It's the right size."
Wen Cishu: "..."
He buried his head in the crook of his neck and asked softly, "Only the right size?"
Bo Tingyuan admired it and said, "The color is nice too."
Wen Cishu raised his hand and tapped him on the back: "Okay, it's your turn."
It was like playing a little game between adults, with you coming and going.
Bo Tingyuan did not refuse. He pulled up the clothes and put them on Wen Cishu's face.
Wen Cishu grumbled unsatisfactorily: "If you don't show me, will you be able to do it?"
Bo Tingyuan did not comment. His eyes fell on the lips under the shirt and he slowly rubbed them with his fingertips.
Wen Cishu felt his movements and gaze, took a deep breath, and pursed his already dry lips.
In the unbearable ambiguity, Wen Cishu felt him kissing her through his shirt.
There was a layer of space between their lips, but they longed for each other even more.
One of Bo Tingyuan's hands was protecting his back, while the other had already slid to the side of his waist, kneading and moving along the thin strap.
Wen Cishu seemed to be more tempted than ever in the stuffy shackles. He closed his eyes and kept sticking out his tongue, trying to get through his already wet shirt.
She was so absorbed in the moment that she didn't even react when Bo Tingyuan took off his pajamas. She just kept snuggling into his arms.
When Bo Tingyuan tore off his shirt, the two finally touched each other.
Like a volcano erupting suddenly, the passionate kiss deepened instantly.
When Wen Cishu felt the cool leather strap sticking to him with his eyes closed, it was too late.
"Huh?" He opened his eyes, which were rippling with water waves, in surprise, and was surprised to find that Bo Tingyuan actually put something on him.
Bo Tingyuan's hands went around his body, grasped the crossed straps around his waist, gently tightened them, and quickly buckled them at the back of his waist.
Wen Cishu pushed his shoulder with one hand and panted softly, "You... that's not the case."
The black pure leather tied to his creamy skin was simply alluring.
Bo Tingyuan kissed his lips, his sexy voice full of temptation: "Isn't it worn like this?"
Wen Cishu tried to push him away with rapid breathing, but was seduced to kiss his lips, craving a little more sweetness.
He moved his waist. The straps were not tight, but he looked so exhausted that the corners of his eyes turned red with anxiety. "Bo Tingyuan!"
Bo Tingyuan kissed him on the lips until he was in a daze, then he took the leg rings, put them around his ankles and slowly pushed them up.
Wen Cishu was so limp that he couldn't resist at all. He stomped his feet hard on the ground. He couldn't bear to watch and could only kiss him.
Bo Tingyuan picked him up and walked out of the cloakroom quickly.
He wanted to see this seductive body in bed.
Sure enough, when Wen Cishu was sent to the bed, he rubbed his feet on the sheets in shame, and his watery black eyes were filled with charming scenery.
He could see the storm in Bo Tingyuan's eyes, and he felt both eager and afraid: "Stop looking at me. Hug me. Um——"
Bo Tingyuan leaned over and kissed him, his palm sliding across his skin.
The skin was too tender and he felt bad if he pinched her too hard, but the desire accumulated in his body made him want to turn her over and over and rub her hard.
Wen Cishu could sense it. He used particularly strong force today, especially when rubbing his legs and waist. It was as if he had completely lost control and couldn't control his strength.
When his fingers rubbed in for the first time, Wen Cishu avoided his lips and took a deep breath.
Bo Tingyuan felt his heartbeat was a little fast, so he slowed down and took it slow.
After a while, Wen Cishu adapted.
Bo Tingyuan sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, picked him up and changed the hugging posture, letting Wen Cishu sit in his arms.
Wen Cishu spread his knees, leaned on his chest, felt the strength of his fingers, and twisted his waist slightly.
"Hmm... Bo Tingyuan~"
Wen Cishu hummed softly and called his name.
Bo Tingyuan stopped and asked nervously, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Wen Cishu shook his head: "It's not the heart."
He was a little embarrassed to speak, "Can you change your hand?"
Bo Tingyuan didn't understand what he meant, and asked while kissing him, "What's wrong?"
Wen Cishu buried himself in his arms and whispered, "Ring."
Bo Tingyuan reacted, pulled out his finger, quickly took off the ring, put it on the bedside table, and then continued.
Wen Cishu was too embarrassed to look up and just whimpered in his arms.
Not long after, to his surprise, he completely turned into a wet sponge. Even though Bo Tingyuan twisted it over and over again, it was still dripping with water.
He remembered the dream he had.
In the dream, there are green-eyed pythons, red roses, and falling dewdrops...
The two are entangled, just as sympathy, love and desire are strongly intertwined.
When the python crawled between the rose petals, Wen Cishu looked up and actually felt the urge to sigh deeply.
The unprecedented feeling of satisfaction made his scalp tingle.
Bo Tingyuan controlled the rhythm, keeping his palm tightly covering his left back, knowing his heartbeat rate better than he himself.
In addition to feeling satisfied, Wen Cishu also had a sense of security that he could entrust everything to Bo Tingyuan.
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