小保姆又软又多汁 (H)

There are so many mosquitoes in big cities!

Xia Yuan got up on time at six o'clock according to his biological clock. When he woke up, he found that he was covered with a quilt. The cold air made him dazed for a while.

        The temperature dropped?

        But the temperature dropped too much. It felt like he could wear long sleeves.

        He rubbed his eyes and got up. He went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He just wiped his face and was startled when he saw himself in the mirror.

        There are so many mosquitoes in the big city!

        He pulled open his old man's shirt and looked at his body, and then looked at his thighs.

        His neck, chest, calves, and even the roots of his thighs were all densely packed with red bags.

        He slept too soundly. He didn't feel anything even though he was bitten so many times. However, although there are many mosquitoes in this city, they are much more delicate than those in their mountain village. They look scary, but they don't hurt or itch.

        Xia Yuan thought that he should buy some floral water and mosquito coils when he went out to buy vegetables in the afternoon, otherwise if the mosquitoes keep biting like this, he will be sucked dry of blood in a few days.

        After returning to the room, he took out a set of long-sleeved trousers to replace his old man's shirt and wide shorts. When he folded them, he noticed something strange on his shorts. He looked carefully and his face turned red when he figured out what it was. Then he took off his underwear, and sure enough, there was the same thing on it.

        Although he was still a pure little virgin, he was an adolescent boy after all, and occasionally he would instinctively have wet dreams. It was not necessarily because of desire, but also because of stress.

But he didn't dream of any inappropriate scenes last night, nor did he feel stressed recently, so why did he have a wet dream? Is this a natural reaction of adolescent boys, pure excretion?

        Xia Yuan didn't understand, so he could only suppress the shame in his heart and quickly went to the bathroom to wash the soiled underwear and shorts.

        When he was about to take them out to dry, he suddenly realized why his semen appeared behind his buttocks?

        Could it be that it was too hot at night and he took off his pants unconsciously, and then when the temperature dropped, he put them on because he was cold, and then he stood on the liquid in his dream?

        Although he didn't remember having this habit, Xia Yuan couldn't think of any other reasonable explanation, so he acquiesced to this possibility. As soon as

        he opened the French window, the heat of the morning summer came over him.

        Xia Yuan stood at the door, cold at the back and hot at the front. He was confused for a long time, and then he realized that it was not the temperature that dropped, but the air conditioner in the bedroom was turned on.

        What happened, he clearly didn't turn on the air conditioner last night!

        Could it be that it was too hot at night and he turned it on when he woke up in his sleep?

        But he didn't know where to turn on the air conditioner. Even if he was sleepwalking, it wouldn't be so magical!

        Or was the air conditioner smart enough to know that he was hot and turned it on by itself?
Xia Yuan thought carefully for a while.