Do you know that the person you like is me?

Chapter 20 You are old and you are right

Jiang Zi's heart was kept hanging, and the perpetrator escaped.

He still has stomach pains from time to time these days, he is afraid to go straight to the hospital, and he doesn't know what to do if something terrible happens.

It would be great if I could get some reassuring comfort from the idiom Mo Na, saying that his problem is not a big problem.But there is no chance at all.

On Friday evening, Idiom Mo went out of his way and did not rush to escape, but waited in front of Jiang Zi, full of hints: "Would you like to come to my house today?"

? ? ?to his house?What else can two people do sneakily.

Jiang Zi, who originally wanted to catch the idiom and let him run, froze.Since the last time the two of them masturbated together, Idiot Mo has kept silent about this matter. Although it is still a daily routine of fighting and making noise these few days, there is no way to explain this matter.

What do they mean? ? ?

Jiang Zi thought about it for a second, and was very angry. If he went, he would really become the first person to come and go when the other party calls.

So he said with great backbone: "No."

Idiom Mo didn't seem to have guessed that Jiang Zi would reject his proposal.

But still smiled: "Really?"

"..."

Seeing him laugh, Jiang Zi couldn't continue to be tough.

Why does the idiom Mo smile so seductively?The person in front of him was sitting at the front table with his chin propped up, his eyes under the long eyelashes carried a confident smile, his brows were flirtatious, his eyes wandered around him, with a hint of refusal and welcome.The classroom where few people had left was empty, and the wind mixed with the smell of green grass lifted the curtains lightly. Under the blurred light and shadow of the evening, Idiom Mo's appearance seemed to have changed by more than one gear.

Idiom Mo withdrew his hand on his chin, pretending to be regretful and said: "Forget it." As he spoke, he also began to pack his schoolbag.

Jiang Zi said anxiously: "Go! I'll go!"

Looking at Idiom Mo's face again, he couldn't help moving his Adam's apple up and down, and any words of rejection evaporated out of thin air.

It wasn't until he was sitting in Idiom Mo's room that he came back to his senses - he was actually bewitched by the idiom Mo Yongmei just now!

It's not his fault, who can refuse the straightforward flirtation of the person he likes!

He regretted that at the beginning, while Idiom Mo went to get a drink, he was so anxious all by himself.

This, is this going to have sex together again?But how to start and get straight to the point?No, the relationship between him and Idiom Mo hasn't been sorted out yet, so we can't just fight like this without knowing why, but today's Idiom Mo is very attractive, it would be a shame not to fight!

Wait a minute, why is he looking for idioms?

Jiang Zi kept pacing in the room, and someone who disturbed him pushed the door in. He hurriedly sat down on the sofa with his hands and feet straight.

Idiom Mo took a Coke and sat down next to him. Before he could speak, his thigh touched his, and he immediately entered a state of not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

"That, that..."

Idiom smiled calmly: "Why? Don't you drink Coke?"

He hurriedly distanced himself from Idiom Mo, opened the can and took a sip to suppress his shock: "No, it's not..."

What is he going to say?say what?What?what?

Jiang Zi's dead head was completely killed when Idiom Mo reached out and touched his earlobe, and there seemed to be scorched smoke from the top of his head, the perpetrator pressed against his ear and said: "Your earlobe is so small, pink. "

Feeling that the other party's lips brushed against his ear, he trembled, and a tingling sensation spread from his earlobe to his whole body, as if he was about to enter the state.

The two seemed to be getting too close, but he was reluctant to shrink back, and there was only idiom Mo's smile in his eyes.

I saw the face in front of me magnified, and the other party whispered: "Go to bed, is it still like last time?"

stop!Jiang Zimu stiffened his body and gasped for breath.Obviously in his fantasy, he was the one who made the idiom Mo Jiangjiang, why did it turn around at this time, he was eaten to death by the other party.

He stood up and put his arms around the back of Idiom Mo's neck: "No, it's right here."

As if he was in control of the situation, Idiom Mo didn't speak, and he took the other party's acquiescence. Now that Idiom Mo is just a plate of snacks, where should he start?

The other party waited for a long time, but Jiang Zi was moaning, just touching his neck, looking at this and that, not knowing whether to kiss him or what to do.

The idiom can't help being funny: "Have you touched enough?"

Jiang Zi: "No, no... hiss—"

Different from his hesitation, Idiom Mo stretched out his hand and directly opened the zipper of his jeans, then picked up the fabric and held it gently.

Just listening to the idiom, Mo chuckled: "You still wear these pants."

What pants?He subconsciously followed his gaze and found that he was wearing the underwear that I lent to Idiom Mo last time!He had long forgotten about it to the west.Now that I think about it, the clothes that used to wrap each other's things are now wrapped around my own, as if the two people's things are rubbing indirectly. This feeling is really...exciting!

Hastily!Thinking about it this way, it feels like something is going to happen, he doesn't have the problem of zaoxie, right?

Unable to refute, he could only let the other party move. He held his breath, trying to maintain his dignity as a man.

His hands turned into supporting the shoulders of the person in front of him. Under the bright light, it was a hundred times more shameful than groping in the dark under the quilt, so that he refused or refused.

It was about to reach the critical point, but the idiom Mo suddenly withdrew his hand, and brought Jiang Zi's hand to his waistband: "You help me too."

Jiang Zi's hand accepted the guidance of the idiom Mo very obediently, and it was not his own at all.

How can I help?

Instead of doing their own things like last time, Idiom Mo grabbed his hand with one hand and held it again with the other, and then stuck the two of them together.

My time! ! !Jiang Zi felt that he was going to heaven, and this time he really surrendered without two blows.

It's over, there's no dignity left.

Idiom Mo, who was already panting, couldn't help but sneered, and Jiang Zi buried his head in Idiom Mo's shoulder, wishing he could cover his ears and cover his face, like a mole digging a hole to hide himself.But there was another thing in his hand, and there was no place to hide it, so he thought of playing a prank, and when Idiom Mo was about to arrive, he squeezed it, and Idiom Mo cursed softly, and hit his chest with his elbow, Jiang The son couldn't help laughing out loud.

The idiom Mo wiped his hands with a tissue: "You're so fast, you're still playing tricks on me."

"..." Day, he is not Kuaishou!

Jiang Zi said angrily: "This is an accident! If you are young, don't talk."

"..." Okay, okay, you are old and you are right.

Why do you hurt each other like this, I don't really understand you guys.

This is great, the two of them really made it.This □□is not that □□, just friends who have a hand cannon together.

Both of them collapsed on the sofa and put on their pants again. Jiang Zi looked at the idiom with a relieved expression on his face, and said with a smile, "Should I have a cigarette at this time?"

The idiom Mo also laughed: "You still treat it as an 'after-event smoke'?"

Jiang Zi swallowed: "Doesn't it count?" He secretly looked forward to it, wondering whether the idiom Mo Cheng would admit that it was their affair.

Idiom Mo didn't answer, but moved closer and looked at him fixedly.

Jiang Zi didn't get a reply, so he was anxious: "Then why are we fighting together?"

The idiom Mo said: "What do you say?"

"..."

Very angry!Why does this person refuse to admit it again? Shouldn't it be because he likes it?He couldn't help but have a sense of déjà vu that a big girl with yellow flowers was being ruined by a flower picker.

Jiang Zi was very wronged in his heart, so he could only make some humble reasons: "...Because, because it's comfortable???"

Mo didn't want the idiom, but his face darkened: "Is it just comfortable?"

Then don't tell me!Jiang Zi looked at him pitifully.

Idiom Mo seemed to be unable to hold back anymore, he hummed softly in his nose, tilted his head and pecked lightly on his face: "And this."

In the gap where Jiang Zi was stunned, Idiom Mo seemed to feel that it was not enough, and touched the corner of his mouth again: "This."

Finally straightened Jiang Zi's head and said, "This." Then he kissed Jiang Zi hard and pried open Jiang Zi's lips with his tongue.

The author has something to say:

The idiom Moxin os: I haven’t done anything yet, so where’s the aftermath=-=

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