After Wan Chukong finished speaking, Qi Ji opened his mouth and his tongue was pressed against the other party's fingers that suddenly penetrated.

After being teased by the man, Qi Ji forgot what he was going to say. Fortunately, Wan Chukong quickly withdrew his finger and pressed it on the side of his neck to feel his accelerated pulse.

"Aren't you the same?" Qi Ji then found his tongue, "There are many people who like you..."

"Yeah." Wan Chukong admitted openly and kissed his cheek, "But I won't do such a thing with them."

Qi Ji: "I can't!"

"Isn't that natural? Who else do you want to do with? Don't think about it."

Wan Chukong kissed his ear again. Qi Ji's earlobe was too soft. Wan Chukong couldn't help but hold it in. Qi Ji sat up straight, like a cat with his tail raised in an instant.

Wan Chukong laughed again, "Qiqi is too sensitive."

Qi Ji simply closed his eyes, not understanding how he fell to the point of the same name as a cat!

The key is that he doesn't hate Wan Chukong calling him like this.

"Then they won't know you..." Qi Ji organized the language, and it was impossible for Wan Chukong to take advantage of him all the time. So he boldly put his hands on the other party's chest, touched the man's solid and powerful abdomen, and felt the sudden contraction, and became a little proud, "They didn't know I would touch you like this."

Wan Chukong hugged his neck and pressed it into his ear and said, "That's a pity."

Qi Ji: "..."

Why is it that he was taken advantage of!

Qi Ji tried hard to slow down his breathing, trying not to exaggerate his breathing, his waist was sore and soft, even to the point of a slight pain. He knew it was because of the psychological cause, and Wan Chukong's hand did not stay there, but wandered around through his clothes. The slight tremor on his body was inevitable, and the kiss did not stop on his lips, but was closer to his naked skin.

The whole room was warm, and no one cared about anything playing on the TV. Wan Chukong finally stopped to look at Qi Ji who was panting by himself. He even sweated, covering his forehead and neck with a thin layer, as if he had just skipped a song, his eyes were already hazy, his mouth was half open, and his tongue and teeth were faintly visible during his breath. He looked up at the person, his eyelashes were wet, and he was different from the stage. He could not face the camera with these affectionate eyes. Only when he was facing Wan Chukong could he dare.

Under Qi Ji's clothes was a fair and powerful waist, and the traces of exercise could be seen, but they were not obvious. His fingertips gently stroked his back, and at the same time, he touched the fuzz as thin as a baby. He needed to slide it very gently to feel it. It was a little itchy, which caused Qi Ji to bend his waist and dodge.

After finally letting go of his back, Wan Chukong reached out to the front again. Of course, he couldn't just have a good face as an idol. Body management is also very important. There are scenes in the album where you need to show your upper body half. No matter how exquisite the later stage, the stars themselves must have a good foundation. Qi Ji's body lines are smooth, and the areas where you should be thin are not shriveled. The warm palm conveys heat on the wrinkled fabric, sticking to his ribs, and then accidentally strokes his chest a little bit upward. Qi Ji groaned in an instant, then closed his mouth and refused to speak again.

"Don't you stop me?" Wan Chukong asked him, "Otherwise you will do something even more excessive."

Qi Ji was confused for a moment, as if he couldn't figure out the situation, "Can you still not do it?"

Wan Chukong: "..."

After the caress and kissing stopped, Wan Chukong opened the distance and looked at him for a while. Qi Ji was still trying to calm the heat in his body. The room was too hot, making his whole body hot.

"Do you think my house will definitely do that kind of thing?" Wan Chukong looked at him thoughtfully, "No wonder he refused to come before."

When Qi Ji didn't understand anything, he was a fool. He quickly shook his head and said, "I have never thought about anything!"

"Then talk in my eyes." Wan Chukong said, pinching his chin and lifting his head.

Qi Ji dodged his eyes and said, "Really, really..."

Fake! Fake!

He just thought he would do that!

Wan Chukong had a smile in his eyes and easily saw through him, "Why is Qiqi more anxious than me?"

Qi Ji denied: "No, no."

Wan Chukong: "Do you know what to do? Are you ready?"

Qi Ji: "I don't know, don't know!"

Wan Chukong snorted and rubbed his earlobe: "I won't do it before you are ready, and I will wait until you agree."

Qi Ji was still immersed in embarrassment and couldn't extricate himself. He didn't listen to Wan Chukong's speech carefully, "Agree...what does he agree?"

He was finally willing to look at Wan Chukong. Facing the man's handsome and beautiful face, he suddenly felt ashamed that the other party was very serious and impure, so he silently covered his eyes.

"What do you mean when I agree?"

"Isn't it always the case before? I will hold hands before you allow me to hold hands, and I will kiss you only if I allow me to kiss you." Wan Chukong pulled his hand away and blew into his eyes. It was still cold at the beginning, but it became hot when he got close. "I should do that kind of thing, only if you say you want to do it."

"What if I didn't say it?" Qi Ji felt that his eyelids were touched by warm and soft things. Wan Chukong was unreasonable at all and kissed his eyes without his consent.

"Then I have to endure it." Wan Chukong said halfway.

Qi Ji still couldn't believe it, so he quietly opened his eyes and glanced downwards, clearly seeing his emotions.

"It's because you touched me just now that I'm like this." Wan Chukong also explained to him, pinching his fingers, "It's all a blame on Qiqi."

"Why is it all blamed for me? Then I..." Qi Ji stopped as soon as he started to speak.

Wan Chukong looked at him: "What are you?"

Qi Ji refused to continue talking.

Wan Chukong: "I've been kissed hard?"

Qi Ji knew that men were always very straightforward. When he thought that if he retreated at this time, it would be another victory for Wan Chukong.

In order not to let the other party succeed, he said boldly: "Yes, so what?" His eyes were timidly observing people.

Wan Chukong said: "Then I should be responsible."

Qi Ji froze, and saw Wan Chukong reaching out his hand, and he couldn't dodge and fell into the net again.

Qi Ji asked pitifully with red eyes: "Don't you want my consent?"

Wan Chukong tilted his head, looking like he "I can't understand what you said", "I didn't really do anything, aren't you comfortable?"

Qi Ji: "..."

Now his eyes were not only red, but his face turned red. Wanchu Kong-conditioned teased him, "The kitten is in spring."

"I didn't... don't mess with me." Qi Ji bit his lip and made a nice hum in his mouth. He felt like he was a small boat on the lake, swaying gently with the lake water, ripples swinging around, and soon disappeared without leaving any trace.

After the end, Wan Chukong took out a few tissues to wipe his hands and wiped them for him.

Qiqi emerged at this time. It turned out that he ran to the balcony to have a meal. After eating, he ran back happily, but he couldn't understand why the two humans who were sitting well were suddenly caught up together, one of them leaned in the arms of the other.

"Meow~" Qiqi shouted, and used his head to rub Qi Ji's hanging hands. The afterglow of playing in the water had not passed. Qi Ji slightly turned around and touched the cat's head, his lazy look was indescribable.

Wan Chukong put him in his arms and easily reached Qiji, not sure whether it was intentional or accidental.

"What do you want to do?" Qi Ji was quite conscientious and looked up at Wan Chukong.

Since he had asked this, Wan Chukong was not polite. He put his jaw on Qi Ji's shoulder and said with his ears: "I want you to help me."

As a man, Qi Ji naturally knew that it was not good to hold it in. He simply closed his eyes and nodded solemnly, and reminded with thoughtfulness: "I have never helped others do such a thing, and I may not do it..."

Wan Chukong kissed his sweaty sideburns and curled the corners of his mouth, "It's okay, I can teach you."

Qi Ji's hand was a circle smaller than Wan Chukong, but it was better than ten fingers. He had a wrist that had been holding more than Wan Chukong's wrists, with protruding joints and fair backs of his hands. He could see the blue blood vessels under his skin. The same is true now, but the things he holds are slightly different.

Wan Chu taught him step by step, but he only half understood it, but had no choice but to use him as a demonstration. The kitten was too stupid and Wan Chu taught everything. He didn't learn hard after teaching it, so he just meowed in his arms.

As a punishment, Wan Chukong deliberately dragged it to the end at the last moment. The kitten was so anxious that his nose was sore and she burst into tears. In order to revenge, she rubbed all the tears on his clothes and kissed them. Wan Chukong didn't know how Qi Ji scolded him in his heart, but it didn't matter. He just carried the person to him and his lips were cut off the silver thread.

Qi Ji's eyelashes were wet, and tears fell down the corners of his eyes to his jaw in the blink of an eye, barely hanging, "You don't keep your word, I want my agreement if you say it..."

"I really didn't go in." Wan Chukong said cleverly, "Fingers can't count."

Qi Ji felt even more aggrieved and rushed into Wan Chukong's arms, "Qiqi is watching."

Wan Chukong blocked him, "Don't show it."

Qi Ji leaned on his shoulder and cried: "How can I get out..."

"Kiss me more." Wan Chukong said as he leaned over, Qi Ji kissed him a lot, making a squeak, completely forgetting his shame, just wanting to be happy at this moment.

"Qiqi is so good."

The kitten was happy to shake his tail, rubbed his wet eyelashes towards Wanchu's open neck, blinking his eyes near the man's collarbone, "You should call me something else." He wanted a different name from the cat again.

Wan Chukong answered his request and called "Baby".

Qi Ji snuggled up to someone and said something softly.

Wan Chukong lowered his head, "Hmm?"

Qi Ji: "..."

"I really didn't hear it clearly, baby said it again." Wan Chukong coaxed him.

Qi Ji's fingers that were pinching his shoulder turned slightly white, and his wet mouth rubbed against Wan Chukong's ears one after another, and the sound was as low as a sound of qi.

"I said I agreed, come in."

The cat looked at the shadows on the wall overlapping, and the lights seemed to turn into candlelight and shaking gently, occasionally shaking violently. It moved its ears and jumped to the opposite side, and heard hoarse whimpers, sometimes big and sometimes small, which was the sound of the cat's cry at night. After a long time, it reflected in its eyes that the man's upper body had a clear and not overly exaggerated texture, and there were traces of the cat's scratching on its solid back.
Chapter completed!