Chapter 79

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  "Ok?"

  Qu Cheng was stunned for a moment. He heard Xu Cinian leaning in his ear and lowering his voice, with a hint of smile, whispering in a clear voice, "Four months means you can exercise."

  Can exercise means...

  Before Qu Cheng could ask, Xu Cinian's hand had already touched his leg, the meaning was self-evident. The white and thin fingers lined the black trousers, black and white, instantly made Qu Cheng's breathing mess.  

  Jian Shigeng's guy jumped uncontrollably in his pants for a few times, and was stuck by the zipper, exuding bo-bo aggressive intent, causing Qu Cheng to grunt hoarsely, and then hold down Xu Cinian's hand. Peacock, stop playing, you fucking tortured me sincerely."  

  Across his pants, Xu Cinian felt the ZHI=hot temperature in his palm. He imagined that the thing was thick blue=stringent=wrapped. Now he was held in his pants and breathed. He couldn't help laughing, turning over and lying on Qu On the city, use your fingertips to touch his most MIN=parts.

  "What am I torturing you, eh? You say, what am I torturing you?"

  The thin fingers slid across the roots, drawing thick lines, and finally stopped at the top and rubbed it twice.  

  "Yeah..." Qu Cheng took a breath, and his deep voice with a strong male hormone made his eyes burst into a few unbearable red blood.

  He stretched his hand into Xu Cinian's back waist, pressed it a few times, rubbed his two fleshy PI= stocks, and cursed fiercely "fuck".

  "You fucking be honest with me, don't recruit me, you will see me in six months!" He stretched his waist up, the hard part hit Xu Cinian's inner thigh, and he didn't forget to hold it at this time. Don't hurt his waist, don't hurt the fragile little beans.  

  Lying on Qu Cheng's tall and robust body, his whole body seemed to relax, Xu Cinian rolled over comfortably, nudged forward, bit his chin with Qingcha, "Are you really uncomfortable?" Six months is half a year, one hundred and eighty days. Is it possible that you want to take cold water every day like this?"

  While talking, he slowly eased Qu Cheng's pants, took off his belt and threw it out of the bed, the metal belt slammed on the furry carpet, making a very light noise.

  The cool right hand leaned into the pants, through the black tight-fitting shorts, touched the proliferating organs, the big guy met an old acquaintance, and threw out a few mouthfuls of white foam excitedly, beating in Xu Cinian's palm like a living thing After a few clicks, I can't wait to get out.

  Xu Cinian smiled, stretched out his fingers, and held them in front of Qu Cheng. At this time, his fingertips were already wet with the greasy liquid, glowing with ambiguous and sentimental light, he reached into his mouth and licked without hesitation. lick.  

  Qu Cheng's breathing suddenly stagnated, and then his chest rose and fell violently.

  This dead peacock can make him angry even if he doesn't do anything. What's more, such a blatant GOU= cue, any look in his eyes makes his scalp numb, and he kneads Xu Cinian's hands even more. Unscrupulously, rubbing, playing... Separately to the two sides, rubbing his knees against the most hidden area in the middle.  

  "Yeah..." Xu Cinian snorted, his voice with a rare softness, and the ending sound penetrated into the bones like a small brush, twitching Qu Cheng's nerves. He has never taken the initiative in such matters, but this Qu Cheng's life was almost killed when he took the initiative for the first time.  

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