"..." Nie Renyan twitched the corners of his mouth, and was really stimulated by the word "reserve food", but with his brain full of tofu scum, he almost thought of something after being speechless for a moment. Leaning into Ye Zhao's ear, he gave a wicked smile and said, "What's the point of storing it, eat it when you're hungry, and say if you need it, I have a lot of energy, you don't need to store it, it's enough for you."

From a high school student in their teens to the age of nearly 30, the two have known each other for more than ten years, and they know each other better than they know themselves. Naturally, Nie Renyan knows every sensitive point about Ye Zhao. Knowing what kind of actions would make Ye Zhao blush and what kind of actions would make his body soften including speaking into Ye Zhao's ear sockets in a deep voice, Ye Zhao would immediately respond when he opened his mouth, and he would respond immediately. Tried and tested over the years.

"I don't need anything, just let me go!" Sure enough, Ye Zhaomei's heart skipped a beat and turned to avoid Nie Renyan. He reluctantly maintained a cold and solemn face, his voice was half stuffed into the pillow, and it sounded a little nasal. The effect seemed to be softer than usual, and his ears were instantly congested and red when Nie Renyan opened his mouth.

Nie Renyan pressed the hand on Ye Zhao's waist and stroked Ye Zhao's entire shoulder, lightly touched Ye Zhao's auricle, and smiled with a strong teasing tone: "Are you sure?"

Although it was winter, especially after the number of people in the city was greatly reduced, the winter that should have gradually come to an end seems to have been extended a lot, and it was much colder and harder to endure than in previous years, but for Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan, who had recovered their ancient bodies. , but do not need extra warmth, so on such a night, even if there is no heating in the house, and no heating equipment, both of them only wore simple shirts.

In addition to the comfortable cotton T-shirts he used to wear at home, Ye Zhao's clothes have always been mainly tailored shirts and trousers. Even when he arrives at the base, when the resources available for selection are limited, he still uses the centimeters he has accumulated. Changed a few sets of shirts that are relatively pleasing to the eye for a convenient change of wash. However, these shirts are naturally not as good as his own. There are two that are a little too long to wear, and he uses them as home clothes.

He was wearing one of these at this time. This white shirt is not like the previous ones. It can wrap the thin muscles on Ye Zhao's shoulders, the butterfly bones that bulge with the movement, and the tight waistline. Zhao was thinner than he actually was, and with his head half tilted on the pillow, he suddenly reminded Nie Renyan of Ye Zhao when he was a student. For Nie Renyan, it was quite a visual and sensory stimulation.

I don't know if it was because of this sudden delusion that Nie Renyan became more presumptuous. Before he could react, the hand that was fiddling with Ye Zhao's earlobe had already reached into Ye Zhao's body from the side. Under the pressure close to the weight of the two, he slowly moved from Ye Zhao's soft abdomen to the bottom.

"You!" Ye Zhao weighed most of Nie Renyan's weight on his body, while Nie Renyan's hand was undoing the buckles and zippers of his trousers. The pincer attack caused the calm mask on his face to shatter in an instant, and he took a deep breath. . He freed one hand from Nie Renyan's one-handed restraint, and hurriedly tried to stop the mischievous hand under him, but before he grabbed his wrist, Nie Renyan had already pulled out his shirt, from the loose waistband of his trousers. He touched it in between, and accurately grasped a part that had a tendency to wake up.

"No... demand?" Nie Renyan kissed Ye Zhao's neck where the neckline was exposed, his hot lips leaving one after another scorching touch on Ye Zhao's cool skin, Nie Renyan's wrist moved regularly in his lower abdomen, gān The dry, calloused palms made Ye Zhao feel numb from the lumbar spine, along with the base of his ears and shoulders.

A certain part gradually hardened under Nie Renyan's movements, and the top would occasionally rub against the wrinkled sheet under him. The comfort of being controlled by his mind washed away the heat in his eyes, "Um..." He let out a suppressed murmur, his black eyelashes fluttered twice, and then slowly turned into a slightly closed state. Cover up a small shadow.

Nie Renyan kissed Ye Zhao's eyelids, turned him over to face him, and under the half-covered hem of his white shirt, his palm touched Ye Zhao's chest, and then moved down, passing through the sexy With the obvious groin, he reached into the trousers that were loosely hanging on his hips again, and continued to soothe Ye Zhao's urgent desire to be relieved.

Ye Zhao, who was teased more and more intolerably, even raised his waist subconsciously when Nie Renyan touched him. This small gesture obviously made Nie Renyan even more excited. It would be a torment for him to endure one more second, so he quickened the speed of teasing in his hands. Soon, Ye Zhao gasped for a while, then grabbed Nie Renyan's wrist and released it, his usual cold eyes were full of absent-mindedness. Dazed afterwards.

Before Ye Zhao came back to his senses, Nie Renyan took off the clothes on Ye Zhao's lower body in two or three strokes, and the turbid object on his hands reached behind and started to expand. He has always been reluctant to let Ye Zhao feel the unbearable pain, so every time he expands, he does it very carefully. He is so careful that Ye Zhao can't bear it, and he can't bear it because of the friction somewhere in his body. Standing tall and saying, "You...you, enough!..."