what's under a boy's skirt

Chapter 78

Wearing Qin Muyang's vest and new underwear, Yu Han lay on the narrow single bed, and began to think about why he stayed... Obviously Qin Muyang didn't ask him to keep him, but he didn't let him go, but he took the initiative to ask: "Can I take a shower here?"

Speaking of it, Yu Han couldn't imagine how a pampered and rich young master like Qin Muyang lived in such a harsh environment. There was no shower, and he could only boil water for bathing. The toilet separated by the small iron house with a bucket was simple. clean up.

Qin Muyang has become very skilled at boiling water, carrying water, and pouring cold water to adjust the temperature of the water for him. It seems that he has been living like this for a while.

It's just that Qin Muyang still didn't say a word, and he has been like this since eating, and he will do it in silence if Yu Han needs anything, such as preparing Yu Han's bath water, taking out his new vest and underwear, and asking Yu Han if there is a new one. When she asked for a toothbrush, she gave him her own toothbrush.

Yu Han used to live in an orphanage under very difficult conditions, but after he went to university, he never lived such a life again. When he experienced it again, he found that he was already unfamiliar with this kind of life. All kinds of discomforts occur... It really complies with that sentence-it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, and it is difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.

While Yu Han was thinking wildly, Qin Muyang had already taken a shower and returned to the house. He only wore a pair of underwear, showing his muscular upper body, walked to the end of the bed, and lay down with his back to Yu Han.

He didn't have the outside side of the bed so that Yu Han could blow on the electric fan, but there were two big men lying on the small single bed, and it was still so crowded that Yu Han felt stuffy, which the electric fan couldn't relieve.

Yu Han pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "I... did I turn off the light?"

"En." Qin Muyang muffled a reply, which was an answer.

The room was quickly plunged into darkness, Yu Han forced himself to close his eyes, and quickly fell asleep, but the damp air and the temperature from the people around him made him feel extremely hot and sleepless.

But he knew that the hotness was not due to the temperature...but rather, his body remembered the joy that Qin Muyang had brought him more clearly than his brain.

He hated his vulgar body, but he was powerless to resist.

Qin Muyang is a person with a hot body. Even after taking a bath, he would soon soak in sweat while lying on the bed. Yu Han couldn't help sticking to his skin, feeling that the texture of his back was already moist.

And at such a close distance, Yu Han could clearly smell the aggressive hormonal smell coming from him... This made Yu Han's breathing even more rapid.

Reason told Yu Han that he should leave immediately, but when he came back to his senses, he couldn't restrain himself from stretching out his hand to Qin Muyang's waist.

"I'm not your massage stick, Brother Han." Qin Muyang grabbed his hand, with a trace of helplessness in his steady voice.

The embarrassment and embarrassment that he had never felt hit Yu Han in an instant. He quickly withdrew his hand and said hesitantly: "I... I... feel a little cold... I want... I want to take a blanket..."

Qin Muyang didn't expose his lame lie, and gave him the thin blanket crumpled up around him, "Take it to your stomach."

With a blushing face, Yu Han said "hmm", turned around with the blanket in his arms, and fell asleep with Qin Muyang back to back.

Maybe Yu Han was really tired. He thought he would have trouble sleeping all night, but unexpectedly, he fell asleep soon...

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When Yu Han woke up, Qin Muyang was no longer in the house, and the only window in the iron house had strong sunlight shining in, telling him that it was already under the sun.

"Qin Muyang?" Yu Han called out, but no one answered. It seemed that Qin Muyang had already gone to work.

It seems that his mission has failed for the time being, and he should go back, but he looked around the room and found that it was a bit too messy, so he decided to clean it up for Qin Muyang before leaving.

He first went outside to collect the clothes he changed and washed last night. In such a hot weather, it was already dried in one night.

After changing clothes and washing, and having a simple breakfast, he began to clean up the dirty clothes, pillowcases and sheets that Qin Muyang had replaced.

When the bed sheet was lifted, suddenly a ball of fabric was shaken out. Yu Han walked over and took a closer look, his face flushed instantly—it was Qin Muyang's underwear.He suppressed his breathing that became more and more rapid, picked up the underwear, and found that there were still white spots on it.

It turned out that Qin Muyang didn't feel nothing last night... This kind of cognition made Yu Han even hotter, and the cramped room was filled with the smell of Qin Muyang instantly, and the memory of the two people's joyful entanglement lingered in his mind, and he seemed to be in an instant. Drained of strength, he slumped weakly on the edge of the bed, sweat slid down his blushing cheeks, and dripped between his legs, on the slight bulge covered by his robe.

Before he knew it, he was already lying on the bed, his loose trousers were pulled down to his knees, and his white and skinny five fingers were holding his pink organ, accompanied by a suppressed moan pouring out from his clenched lips. Moving slowly, he frowned delicately, as if such a movement made him feel painful, but the red and wet corners of his eyes betrayed his fragile pleasure.

But how can a body that has long been used to being invaded be satisfied with such a casual taste?The hand holding Qin Muyang's underwear became more and more forceful, and the almost transparent skin showed obvious blue veins, and his movements of stroking his flesh column became a little rough... Even so, he still couldn't be satisfied...

Yu Han was lying on Qin Muyang's bed, his nose lingered... Yu Han knew what he wanted, but there was no one who could satisfy him...he could only act like the most despicable slut, Take the man's panties and masturbate shamefully on the man's bed.

"Well...that's shameless..." Wei Wei came back to his senses, Yu Han felt that he was almost overwhelmed by too much shame, unbearable tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, he wanted to stop what he was doing, but Emptiness struck, and he couldn't extricate himself from sinking into desire.

Ben resisted the panties that he only held in his hand, and finally he couldn't beat the dark tide of desire and got them under the tip of his nose. The smell of male hormones filled his nasal cavity in an instant... But it's not enough... Not enough... …

He was almost masochistically shaking his fleshy column, and the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes never stopped, as if he was punishing himself for being prodigal, but the pain did not make him weak, on the contrary, the slightly opened bell mouth spat out a transparent Mucus, showing the excitement he got from the pain.

He felt like he was crazy, and before he closed his eyes tightly, all the pictures of him and Qin Muyang were lingering, he longed to be invaded and treated roughly.

"Ah-husband...husband... still...husband..." Even when he was alone, he still instinctively sought Qin Muyang to give him pleasure, even though he was engulfed by lust at the moment, unconscious, his subconscious It is still engraved in it that the only person who can give him the most extreme pleasure is Qin Muyang.

"Husband... not enough... ah-um..." The moaning that became more and more urgent revealed his resignation to the insatiable emptiness, he wanted more, more, more... Uncontrollably, he stretched out He bit his tongue and licked the semen spots that had condensed on his panties. The stench stimulated his taste buds through the tip of his tongue, but he didn't hate it. He still remembered the feeling of his back hole being filled with these fiery liquids... …and now… also…

"Ah... my husband... I can't do it—ah——" After a long moan, he vented out, feeling the sticky liquid in his palm, and he finally woke up from his desire——

"God—what did I do!" Yu Han frantically tried to arrange his clothes, and when he was about to pull up his pants, he realized that his hands were full of his own liquid, so he quickly turned around to find paper.

It was already past noon when he finally cleaned himself up, and then washed and dried the messy sheets and the dirty clothes that he planned to wash.

He stood at the door, confirmed that there was no trace of his fornication left in the house, and closed the door.

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An Yuxi sat on the sofa, looking drowsily at the TV screen, and continued to study all of Bai Jinqi's assets - because there were so many, he somewhat forgot where he saw them last time.

At such a time, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it seemed that he couldn't admit that he was getting old, and even his memory, which he was always proud of, had degraded a lot.

"I'm back." Yu Han changed his shoes at the entrance, greeted An Yuxi hastily, and was about to go upstairs to his room.

"Ah Han? Why are you back now?" Hearing Yu Han's voice, An Yuxi woke up instantly. He jumped off the sofa and ran to the entrance. He saw Yu Han still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, with a flustered and embarrassed look on his face. , "Where did you go for errands yesterday? It's fine if you didn't return all night, why..." He couldn't find a suitable adjective to describe Yu Han now.

"I..." Yu Han's lips opened and closed, and he couldn't make up a suitable reason for a while, so he simply told the truth to An Yuxi, "Mrs. Qin, please, I'm going to find Qin Muyang..."

"You did it again? Didn't you break up?" An Yuxi frowned and asked urgently.

When he was still on vacation in New Zealand, Yu Han had already told him that he had broken up with Qin Muyang, and rejected An Yuxi's offer to fly back to China immediately to accompany him.

"No, nothing happened to us..." Yu Han quickly denied, but his denial seemed unreliable because he had a ghost in his heart.

An Yuxi looked at him thoughtfully, and after a while, he sighed softly and asked softly, "Are you going upstairs to take a shower? Or do you want to sleep?"

"I'll just take a shower." At Qin Muyang's place, he simply wiped it off with a piece of paper, and now he still feels sticky on his body. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, or it really hasn't been cleaned up.

An Yuxi nodded, "Go and wash first, I'll wait for you in the living room."