After Qi Lin finished washing his hair, he turned around and handed over a bath towel made of clothes, "Brother Qi, rub my back."
Looking at the slender, straight, white back in front of him, the two dimples on the waist were still tempting him, and Qi Lin's mood, which had just calmed down, became agitated again.
Tao Yan waited for a long time but Qi Lin didn't take the bath towel. He turned around and asked in confusion, "Brother Qi, what's wrong?"
"It's okay." Qi Lin took the bath towel.
After hesitating for a while, he held Tao Yan's shoulders, feeling the warm and delicate skin underneath, and then the hand holding the bath towel slowly moved onto the other's back.
My mind was screaming like crazy, it’s so white, what if it turns red!
I want to throw away the bath towel and touch it with my own hands...
Tao Yan shrugged and said, "Brother Qi, a little harder."
Heavier!
The tense string in Qi Lin's mind moved.
"Wipe harder and wash it clean." Tao Yan added.
"Okay." Qi Lin held the bath towel tightly, added a little strength to his hands, and started moving.
The bath towel is not big, but his hands still stick to the skin of his back, and it feels like he is stroking his back with his hands.
Qi Lin was in agony while wiping and wanted to throw away the annoying bath towel.
He was also afraid that his straightforward actions would scare the little monster.
He felt that he was becoming more and more perverted. After holding it in for tens of thousands of years, he really couldn't stand the slightest stimulation.
I finally finished rubbing my back.
Tao Yan began to rub his lower body again, and his two slender white legs became even whiter under the water.
He washed himself without any scruples, completely unaware that the people around him were eyeing him covetously, wishing to swallow him up in one bite.
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