sorry i want you

Chapter 223 Give Your Chrysanthemum

Is he teasing himself on purpose?

Xin Yue watched with eager eyes.

Probably!

But he remained unmoved.

Ou Jiming turned around and stretched his hips, drawing a circle.

Obviously a vigorous dance performed temporarily, it became full of lust in the blink of an eye.

Xin Yue's eyes were fixed on Ou Jiming. He picked up the bottle and poured wine into his mouth. His Adam's apple slid up and down, and the wine slid down his esophagus with a gurgling sound.

Ou Jiming turned around and squatted down with his knees spread out.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound of '噗嗤...'.

Between Ou Jiming's crotch, a cloud of light gray was exposed.

Xin Yue couldn't hold back, the wine he drank into his mouth suddenly spouted out.

His eyes were full of shock, Ou Jiming jumped and jumped, and his crotch was torn!

Ou Jiming only felt a cold in his crotch, looked down, and then collapsed three feet high, his legs clamped tightly, covering the collapsed place, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

Xin Yue wiped the wine from his mouth, and laughed belatedly.

Ou Jiming stood awkwardly in front of the TV, blushing and becoming angry: "You are not allowed to laugh!"

Xin Yue couldn't help it, he threw the wine bottle and lay on the ground laughing like he was about to die.

Ou Jiming was in a hurry, and rushed to Xin Yue angrily: "You are not allowed to laugh." His face was bruised and purple, his eyes were wide open, and it seemed that he was so angry that he was dying.

While holding back his laughter, Xin Yue said, "Okay, okay, I don't laugh, isn't it okay if I don't laugh! Puchi...hahahaha..." But he really couldn't help it!

Seeing Xin Yue's appearance like this, Ou Jiming's heart suddenly softened.

As long as he can always be happy like this, it doesn't matter if he tore ten or eight pairs of pants every day.

He snorted pretending to be angry, and said, "No more dancing, no more dancing."

Xin Yue finally held back his laughter and said, "If you don't want to dance, then don't dance. It's getting late, so let's all go back to our rooms and go to sleep."

However, Ou Jiming suddenly jumped on Xin Yue with the strength of alcohol. He pressed Xin Yue to the ground, raised his hands to the top of his head, his eyes were burning like he wanted to eat someone: "Go to my room, let's go together."

Xin Yue and Ou Jiming looked at each other, with a little smile in their hazy eyes: "Do you want to fuck me?"

His handsome cheeks were flushed by the smell of wine, and his lips were stained with red wine, like ripe grapes, which were so crystal clear that one couldn't help but want to take a bite.

His eyes were raised, and the eyes were both charming and provocative, but more of a warning, telling him not to act rashly.

Xin Yue's appearance is really too alluring.

The more he told him not to mess around, the more he couldn't control himself and wanted to get him.

Especially after knowing everything today, he wants him so badly that his body is going to be broken.

It is said that men are lower-body animals. If he makes Xin Yue comfortable on the bed, will he be extrajudicial and give himself a chance?

Maybe!Ou Jiming thought this in his heart, and had already acted.

He lowered his head and kissed Xin Yue.

Xin Yue's lips were as sweet as in memory, soft and bouncy, making people want to stop.

The tip of her tongue lightly licked his lips, and then poked in from the soft gap, his mouth was so hot.

Ou Jiming closed his eyes and greedily enjoyed all of this. The touch and way of entering was like two people having sex.

Originally it was just a beautiful kiss, but under Ou Jiming's fantasy, it was instantly full of lust.

He skillfully and easily opened Xin Yue's teeth, and he drove straight in, all the way to the deepest point.

If he could, he even wanted to run to Xin Yue's breath, so that he could only survive by himself.

"Hmm..." Xin Yue was about to lose his breath.

Ou Jiming's overbearing and crazy kisses are not common, and Xin Yue felt that his bones were about to be melted by his kisses.

Finally separated from Xin Yue, there was a silver thread between the two of them, as if they were tied together.

Panting out of breath, Xin Yue pushed Ou Jiming away with his knees, wiped the wetness from his lips with the back of his hand, and sat up on the sofa.

Ou Jiming half-kneeled on the ground, eager to stick to it again, put his legs on his knees, and rubbed his arms around his waist all the way.

At this moment, Xin Yue raised his knee and stepped on his chest, kicking hard.

Then he kicked Ou Jiming out.

Ou Jiming fell to the ground, his eyes filled with disappointment and shock: "Xin Yue..."

Xin Yue leaned back on the sofa, leaned his head back, and pillowed on the sofa, he chuckled coldly: "Do you think that I, Xin Yue, come and go when you call me? If you want to fuck me, I will I should have washed the chrysanthemums and obediently lay on the bed with my legs wide open waiting for you?"

"I...it's not like this. I like you, love you, and want to be with you forever." Ou Jiming confessed eagerly.He didn't want Xin Yue to misunderstand that he only used his playthings on the bed.

He wants Xin Yue to know that in his heart, his place is lover.

But he also knew that it was not the best time to confess his love now, and instead, Xin Yue would take it as something casually said when he wanted to fuck him.

But he didn't care. If he said once that he didn't believe it, he would say it again, and if he didn't do it again, he would say it three times until he believed it.

"Like me?" Xin Yue said dryly.

He really didn't believe it!Ou Jiming sat up and approached Xin Yue again.

Unexpectedly, Xin Yue suddenly raised his leg at this moment and stepped on Ou Jiming's shoulder, with just enough strength that he couldn't move any further.

"Do you really like me?" Xin Yue asked.

Ou Jiming nodded: "Yes, I like it, I like it so much, I like it so much that I can't separate from you."

Xin Yue nodded and laughed softly: "You want to sleep with me too?"

Ou Jiming didn't answer this time, but his eyes were enough to explain everything.

Xin Yue laughed softly at this time, his voice was soft and soft, and the laughter penetrated into the ears, making one's heart itch.

Picking up Ou Jiming's chin, he raised his chin slightly and looked down at him: "Anyway, you just want to have sex with me, so whether you fuck me or I fuck you, you shouldn't mind."

Ou Jiming: "What do you mean?"

Xin Yue snorted softly from his nostrils: "I mean, it's not impossible to have sex with me, but I have to fuck you." He pointed to his crotch, "Use me here to insert the shit behind you place."

Every word is to the bone, so straightforward that there is no embellishment.

Xin Gao looked at Ou Jiming proudly, without any extra emotion in his eyes, arrogant and indifferent.

That demeanor, like an indifferent god, is so aloof and inviolable, yet has a fatal attraction.

Ou Jiming was stunned for a while, and when he completely digested the meaning of Xin Yue's words, his whole body trembled.

Do you want Xin Yue to get on with you?

It is said that when it was used for the first time, it would be very painful, and the older you get, the more painful it will be.

This is the second thing. In order to keep him, is it really feasible to become the one who is suppressed?

Ou Jiming couldn't accept it.