Stealing the Protagonist Gongs Away in a Shou-Centered World to Have Gang S*x

In the locker room, the three attackers met

 In the locker room, the three attackers met a sports student putting a band-aid on a pussy

-----text-----

The two of them kept making small movements, causing Ning Xingyi to look up at them frequently. However, he talked to Pei Heng today, and Pei Heng answered him for the first time. The ecstasy of the success of the plan gradually suppressed the doubts in his heart. He pretended to be gentle and racked his brains to talk to Pei Heng.

Chu Jiao was behind them, looking at them calmly, and his eyes moved to Tang Tang.

The school bully Tang was pierced by Yan Qingyue's paper tiger. He lost his dignity and face. He barely stabilized his body, and his ears and neck were red. At this time, someone on the court called him.

They all looked over.

The senior high school student had just lost the game and was lying on the iron net unwillingly. Seeing Tang Tang looking over, he smiled and said, "Hey, hey, hey, let's play another game, I underestimated you and didn't play well just now."

Tang Tang crossed his arms and stood casually, with Yan Qingyue's hand on his shoulder. He tilted his head to look at the student who was talking. The wildness of his eyebrows deepened, and he snorted and laughed, "Underestimate the enemy? Okay, let's play again." 

As he spoke, he turned sideways, letting Yan Qingyue's arm slide down from his shoulder, and strode towards the court. Halfway through, he suddenly stopped, tilted his head to say something to the student, and went towards the locker room.

His back was anxious.

-

Locker room.

The short-haired, honey-skinned student sat on the bench, lifted the hem of his red jersey, revealing his sweaty muscles, and two ordinary band-aids were stuck on the two points on his plump chest muscles. The edges were soaked with sweat and could not cover the protruding red nipples.

He lifted the hem of his shirt with one hand and touched the swollen nipples that were pushed up by the band-aid with the other hand. The electric shock swept through his body.

Tang Tang took a breath of cold air, took off his wet red jersey, and rummaged through the cabinet with his bare upper body to get a cigarette and two new band-aids.

He sat cross-legged on the bench, lowered his head and lit the cigarette in his mouth, the flame reflecting the wildness of his eyebrows and eyes.

His back was slightly bent, and his honey-colored flesh covered with sweat stretched out. The band-aid was stuck on the swollen nipples, and the middle part was bulging under the nipples. The red and erotic areola protruded more than half from the edge of the band-aid.

Chu Jiao and the other two came in. Tang Tang had just finished lighting a cigarette. He looked over impatiently with the cigarette in his mouth. The wildness in his eyes made people breathe quickly. The smell of hormones that hit them made them feel swayed.

Yan Qingyue and the others stood at the door, their eyes as if they had substance, scouring his honey-colored flesh covered with sweat and kiss marks inch by inch.

Without waiting for Tang Tang to speak, Yan Qingyue walked over, took away the cigarette he was biting, lowered his head and kissed his dry lips, licked the gap between his lips with the tip of his tongue, and slid into his mouth like a flexible snake.

"Hmm..."

Tang Tang's tongue was entangled by him, and he quickly retreated, but Yan Qingyue's hand holding the cigarette suddenly held the back of his head, hooked his soft tongue and sucked it, and wet panting overflowed from his lips and teeth. The faint smell of tobacco filled the locker room. The neatly dressed male vixen, with cold and slender fingers holding the cigarette, held the back of his brother's head, kissing with the sound of water mixed with sobs.