Chapter 99
After taking a bath, Bo Tingyuan took the person in his arms and took a quick shower, then sent the person to bed.
The new bed was made of silk forged fabric, dark blue like the color of the night sky.
Wen Cishu lay down with one of his long legs slightly bent and his palms pressed against the bed sheet, accurately presenting the "lying body" often mentioned in Chinese classical works.
He narrowed his eyes, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his lips, with a lingering feeling and a bit of shyness.
When Bo Tingyuan lay on the bed and pulled the quilt for him, he suddenly sobered up a little and asked in confusion, "Huh?"
Bo Tingyuan dimmed the lights, leaned over, and kissed his forehead: "Go to sleep."
"ah?"
Wen Cishu was stunned, unable to catch his breath, staring into the seductive but calm green eyes, "Bo Tingyuan, are you treating me as a tool?"
Bo Tingyuan stroked his long hair to one side, put his lips on his ear and explained affectionately: "You haven't fully recovered yet."
Under the quilt, Wen Cishu raised his arm and pressed it against his strong chest, "Oh, yes, I'm not well yet, so I can just help you, don't worry about me."
As he spoke, he moved to the left, and when his shoulder was pulled over by a large hand, he raised his shoulder and tried to break free.
Bo Tingyuan pressed him down flat and saw him close his eyes with a hiss, his eyelashes tightly pressed into a furry arc. "Is this how you use your hands?"
Wen Cishu spoke eloquently: "Chinese is profound and extensive, of course you foreigners don't understand it." After he said that, he was kissed on the corner of his mouth.
Bo Tingyuan asked in a deep voice: "Are you angry?"
She put her arms around his waist and hugged him, "Listen to the doctor, wait a few days..."
"Oh!"
Wen Cishu snorted heavily and said repeatedly, "Well, thank you Mr. Bo for your meticulous care. Good night."
As soon as he finished speaking, he covered his head with the quilt.
After hearing his two words, Bo Tingyuan's eyes showed an indescribable joy.
His eyes traced the vivid face beneath the quilt, and he said gently, "Resignation? Are you really angry?"
"No." Wen Cishu said in a dull tone, "Turn off the lights and go to bed."
"Yeah." Hearing that he seemed a little sleepy, Bo Tingyuan did not mention the new bed and turned off the lights in the room.
The room fell silent.
When Wen Cishu saw that he was actually going to sleep like this, he became angrier and angrier, and he almost wanted to pounce on him and bite him.
——Why can he kiss whenever he wants and use his hands whenever he wants, but I can’t do that?
Although he was angry, his unsatisfied body still felt a little hot.
Wen Cishu sniffed the scent of hormones around him, closed his eyes, his mind filled with the scene in the bathtub just now, and his slender palms slowly rubbed his thin and soft chest and abdomen.
Bo Tingyuan originally thought that he was about to fall asleep, but he found something wrong. When he was about to speak, he whispered softly, his throat a little tight and dry: "Turn around."
Only then did he realize that Wen Cishu's hand was moving slowly in the quilt, rubbing her soft and smooth body up and down.
When he thought about what he would do next, Bo Tingyuan felt as if a small electric current ran through his body.
He quickly turned on a distant wall lamp again: "Dictionary?"
Wen Cishu rested his head against the soft pillow and tilted his slender neck.
His nostrils flared as he took a deep breath, his vision blurred as he squinted his eyes. He bit his soft lower lip lightly, his face full of charming beauty.
He ignored Bo Tingyuan, bent one knee to prop up the quilt, and masturbated like a trance.
Desire, like the light of sunset clouds, dyed Wen Cishu's face, and he became the tempting and decadent god of desire in ancient Greek mythology.
Bo Tingyuan hugged him tightly with a tingling scalp, rubbing his cheek against his temple and sliding his palm down his overly thin and soft waist.
Wen Cishu's lower back arched instantly, and his wet tongue licked his dry lips.
The two people, their breathing becoming heavier, entangled with each other silently.
It was not until Wen Cishu felt his strong reaction that he let out a "ha" and turned to the other side with the quilt rolled up, laughing so hard that he bent over and trembled.
Her long hair was spread over her snow-white back, and her slightly arched slender spine was extremely delicate and breathtakingly beautiful.
But he was immediately pulled back by a pair of strong arms.
When their eyes met, the desire in Bo Tingyuan's eyes was so unbridled and overflowing.
He could no longer laugh. As soon as his smile faded, his soft lips were blocked.
During the passionate kiss, Wen Cishu was hugged to him and her legs were forcefully spread apart.
When the two of them clung to each other, they couldn't help but frown.
Bo Tingyuan raised his hand and pressed the start switch on the side of the bed, and the head of the bed slowly rose up.
"Um?"
Wen Cishu supported his shoulders and thought about the new bed.
His fingers fiddled with Bo Tingyuan's lips and whispered, "Could it be that you bought the bed just to do something bad?"
Bo Tingyuan held his fingertips and bit them gently: "Isn't that what you want to do?"
Wen Cishu didn't feel any pain, but his fingers were extremely sensitive when the wet tip of the tongue swept across them. However, he didn't pull them out immediately.
Bo Tingyuan raised his head and kissed his lips. The fingers that were wrapped around his waist moved and he took off the ring and put it on his ring finger.
"You--" Wen Cishu realized what he was going to do when he took it off, and his whole body felt like it was burning.
Bo Tingyuan kissed him patiently: "Don't you want it again?"
Wen Cishu curled his fingers and clenched the two wedding rings on his ring fingers, buried his head in the crook of his neck, and murmured shamefully: "Be gentle..."
"Yeah." Bo Tingyuan put his right hand on his back to feel the speed of his heartbeat.
After a long while, Wen Cishu's eyes turned red from being rubbed. He put his arms around his neck and said sullenly, "...Okay..."
Bo Tingyuan said, "The doctor said to proceed step by step."
Wen Cishu was stunned for a moment, and then became angry and said, "Don't mention the doctor."
Bo Tingyuan pressed his lower back.
With their chests pressed together, he could feel his heartbeat more clearly, without having to worry too much about being careless and reckless.
…………
When it was over, Wen Cishu felt tired and exhausted, but extremely satisfied.
He lay on his back on the bed, thinking impatiently and boldly:
When he recovers, he will definitely feel it again in this position.
Thinking of this, an ambiguous smile appeared on his lips.
Bo Tingyuan held his chin and asked in confusion: "What are you laughing at?"
Wen Cishu snuggled into his arms and muttered in a hoarse voice: "Bo Tingyuan, you bully me. I was about to go to sleep."
Bo Tingyuan raised his eyebrows. Who asked for it just now?
But with the soft fragrance in his arms, he hugged her and coaxed her gently: "Okay, go to sleep."
Wen Cishu fell asleep contentedly in his arms.
Bo Tingyuan did not fall asleep immediately, but was thinking about the two of them thoughtfully.
Recalling the charming look of Wen Cishu when she sat in his arms just now, he reacted uncontrollably again.
He couldn't get it in the past years, so he wanted it more and more;
Now that I have it, I become more and more obsessed with it.
Perhaps as long as he faces Wen Cishu, Bo Tingyuan's desire will be like an eternal fire, burning forever.
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When Wen Cishu woke up in the morning, he found Bo Tingyuan's wedding ring on his hand.
I actually kept my fingers curled up and holding it all night long.
But Bo Tingyuan was no longer in bed.
"Where are the people?"
Wen Cishu propped himself up and looked into the distance in a daze.
Bo Tingyuan just came out of the cloakroom, wrapped in a loose robe, holding a shirt and trousers in his hands that he was about to change into.
"Did I wake you?"
"No." Wen Cishu stretched his hand out from under the quilt, "Here, the ring?"
When Bo Tingyuan raised his hand to take it away, the ring left a distinct touch on the skin of his finger.
Wen Cishu immediately withdrew his hand and buried it in the quilt, watching him put on the ring.
This action is obviously very common, but when their eyes meet, there is an ambiguity that is hard to conceal.
Wen Cishu pursed his lips and said deliberately: "The new bed is quite comfortable."
"Um."
Bo Tingyuan turned around, took off his nightgown, picked up his shirt and put it on, and said calmly, "We can try other positions tonight."
Warm dictionary: (ΩДΩ)
Mr. Bo, do you want to listen to what you are saying?
It's early morning now!
It's daybreak!
He pulled up the quilt and was about to cover his face, but he couldn't bear to see the beautiful scenery in front of him, so he quietly revealed his eyes.
As Bo Tingyuan put on his clothes, Wen Cishu muttered to himself:
Long legs, mine;
Chest and abdominal muscles, mine;
Narrow waist and broad shoulders, mine.
Including this handsome mixed-race face, it's mine.
Hehe~
Under the quilt, Wen Cishu grinned childishly.
After Bo Tingyuan put on his shirt and trousers, he put on a black leather armband.
Over the black shirt, the armbands perfectly highlight the muscles of the upper arms, giving a sense of abnormal abstinence yet incomparably sexy.
Wen Cishu blinked, feeling something was wrong: "Where did this come from?"
Bo Tingyuan raised his chin slightly and adjusted the collar of his shirt: "You gave it to me, did you forget it so quickly?"
“No—”
Wen Cishu was confused, "It has no arms. And this..."
He suddenly remembered that night when Bo Tingyuan clearly put this thing on his legs.
At this moment, he still clearly remembered the scene at that time, and also remembered the strength of Bo Tingyuan's palms rubbing and pinching his leg rings.
Seeing him staring into thought, Bo Tingyuan looked alluring, so he leaned over and leaned over with one hand on the side of the bed: "Hmm? Did you remember?"
Wen Cishu looked into his green eyes from a close distance and asked shyly in a low voice: "You, you wear it to work like this?"
Bo Tingyuan stroked his lips with his fingers, calmly saying, "I wear a suit to work, so others can't see it."
Wen Cishu slowly pulled the quilt over his head, screaming in his heart:
Hello, is this the police officer?
There is a person doing something improper during the day, come and catch him? ! !
He covered his face and asked in a muffled voice: "When will you wear that suspender for me to see?"
Last time, I clearly asked him to wear it, but he ended up wearing it himself.
Bo Tingyuan did not answer immediately.
Wen Cishu called softly in a sticky voice: "Daddy~~~ Can you just wear it once?"
Beside the bed, Bo Tingyuan gently rubbed the tip of his ear with his fingertips without making a sound.
Wen Cishu slowly revealed his sparkling eyes: "OK, you agreed."
Bo Tingyuan lowered his eyes thoughtfully: "Do you really want to see it?"
Wen Cishu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the armband.
——If I don’t want to watch it, what should I buy? !
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