He felt very magical for a while. After all, this place often called "Sacred Vortex" is a feature that only a few women have, and it even has a lot of erotic connotations.

Although this is actually just a matter of the arrangement of the sacral vertebrae and muscles, to put it bluntly, they are born, but there are very few men with lumbar fossa, at least this is the first time Yan Chao has seen them.

Zhou Chenyu's waist is naturally long and thin. When wearing a satin coat on weekdays, he vaguely traces an outline, which is indescribably captivating and eager to refuse.

Thinking of this, Yan Chao only felt that the blood all over his body was boiling again, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently scratched Zhou Chenyu's waist again.

Zhou Chenyu really twitched again, and then impatiently stretched out her hand from the front and held Yan Chao's: "Itchy..."

Yan Chao's hand then slid down, gently squeezed his buttocks, and asked him maliciously, "Where's the itch?"

Zhou Chenyu said vaguely, "Don't move, it itches wherever you move."

Yan Chao's hand finally came to a narrow entrance, and he gently poked inside with his fingers: "Is it itchy here?"

Although Zhou Chenyu was drunk and sleepy at the moment, and his mind was too confused, his body's instinct still made him tighten his muscles instantly.

When he was in a hurry, he even choked out the Beijing movie: "What? Out of the cut..."

When Yan Chao heard his tone on the cross talk stage, he couldn't help laughing for a while, but the movements in his hands still didn't stop.

He took the viscous liquid that Zhou Chenyu had just released as lubrication, and poked his fingers into it.

Feeling a kind of hostility that keeps people from thousands of miles away, Yan Chao could only say in a good voice, "You relax."

After speaking, he gently kissed the back of Zhou Chenyu's neck again, and after a while, he relaxed a little obediently, so Yan Chao stretched out another knuckle.

Yan Chao's fingers were slender, and between going in and out, he soon hit a special point, and then he felt that Zhou Chenyu's whole body suddenly tensed up, and then there was a convulsive twitch from below. .

There was only a sticky and sticky twitching sound in the room for a while, mixed with Zhou Chenyu's more and more rapid breathing, making it even more lewd and lustful.

Although Yan Chao was extremely itchy at this moment, he still worked hard to expand for a while. He estimated that the time was almost there, and he quickly pulled out his fingers.

Zhou Chenyu instinctively shrank, but still couldn't keep him, and involuntarily murmured, "Don't..."

Yan Chao still wanted to tease him at this moment: "What do you want?"

Zhou Chenyu said, "Don't go..."

The next second, something as hard and hot as a red-hot iron rod pressed against his lower body.

Without waiting for Zhou Chenyu to react, something like that roughly pushed open the fragile entrance and sent a small half head in.

Zhou Chenyu frowned instantly, and instinctively shouted: "I rely on... it hurts to death!"

Yan Chao said, "It was you who said you didn't want to leave."

The thing was still going deep inside, Zhou Chenyu said in a daze: "What kind of thing, this is too fucking big..."

Yan Chao didn't speak for a while.

Zhou Chenyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, his slender hands clenched the sheets under him, and instinctively wanted to crawl forward.

As a result, he was pulled back by Yan Chao, and because of such an unexpected action, it penetrated to the end almost in an instant.

The intense pain caused Zhou Chenyu to instinctively shout, "Fuck me!"

Yan Chao said, "The two words are reversed."

As an excellent actor, answering at any time has almost become Zhou Chenyu's professional habit.

What's more, his groggy consciousness couldn't keep up with the speed of his mouth: "...Fuck me?"

Yan Chao: "Well, here we come."

In the next second, Yan Chao suddenly changed his posture. He faced Zhou Chenyu and put Zhou Chenyu's legs on his shoulders.

Before Zhou Chenyu had time to react to this sudden position reversal, she was almost fainted by the attack of the lower body driving straight in.

He subconsciously shouted: "Fuck..."

Yet no one paid any attention to him.

But soon, he felt a strange feeling that was completely different from the pain just now, quickly spread from a certain point to the whole body, causing him to twitch all over, almost convulsing.

All kinds of strong senses are intertwined, like waves of tides, rushing towards him almost non-stop, rushing his whole body to the point of being completely lost, not knowing whether to live or die.

For a while, there was only a violent physical crash in the air. As Yan Zhao's movements increased in amplitude and frequency, the low panting in Zhou Chenyu's mouth gradually turned into an unbearable moan.

But even though he was drunk at the moment, he probably knew the shame and bit his lip desperately to keep himself from shouting.

Yan Chaobian kept pushing against him, and said in a deep voice, "Call if you want, bear whatever you want."

Zhou Chenyu closed her eyes halfway, didn't even look at him, and shook her head desperately.

Yan Chao accelerated the speed even more, and Zhou Chenyu finally couldn't help it: "No... um... I really don't..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Chao couldn't help but laugh.

If it were normal, depending on Zhou Chenyu's temperament, he would have scolded him long ago, but now he is drunk, and even begging for mercy is exactly the same as the actress in the action movie of the island country.

Yan Chao couldn't help teasing him: "Speaking of learning to sing, you are quite similar."

So Yan Chao also dutifully imitated the male actor, and suddenly withdrew from his body.

Zhou Chenyu was stunned for a moment, and then felt a sudden emptiness.

Breathing heavily, he raised his eyes to look at Yan Chao: "What are you doing..."

Yan Chao asked back, "Didn't you say no?"