Gu Siming glanced down, implying something, "I didn't seem to rub the right place just now, why don't you try again?"

Normally, it would be hard for Li Yao to imagine why someone could say such rascally things with such a handsome and gentle face.

But Gu Siming let him see it.

Li Yao kicked his feet on the bench angrily, trying to use his strength to break free from Gu Siming's shackles, his voice was ashamed and annoyed: "I don't hurt anymore! Let go!"

He fell all over in the mud, and now Gu Siming's body is also dirty. The original high-end suit is also full of wrinkles, and he looks like he has fooled around with someone.

Seeing that Li Yao was about to lose his temper, Gu Siming immediately begged for mercy: "Stop rubbing, stop rubbing, don't move, lest you fall again."

These words slowed down Li Yao's struggle, and even grabbed Gu Siming's clothes in fear, afraid that they would really fall off.

It hurt so much to fall on a bench before, but now that sit higher, it will definitely hurt to death if fall again.

Seeing that Li Yao really sat down obediently, Gu Siming smiled and praised: "Good."

"Where does it hurt?" He said and held Li Yao's palm, "Did you hit a branch just now?"

The palm of the hand is spread out, with a little bit of broken branches and leaves and dirt on it, which looks dirty.

However, this little thing moved around before, with its hands on his shoulders and collar, and several dark handprints were also printed on it.

Gu Siming sighed, and cleaned Li Yao's palms, "You've made me dirty."

Li Yao wrinkled his nose and whispered, "It deserves it."

It's not that Gu Siming said that to scare him, otherwise he wouldn't wrestle at all.

And now, he wondered if Gu Siming was intentionally retaliating against him. The dirt on his hands was already mostly clean, but Gu Siming rubbed it all over the place, and it was getting more and more dry, and it couldn't be wiped off.

Especially the fingertips.

"What are you doing! You can't clean it anymore." Li Yao complained.

He wanted to withdraw his hand to try it himself, but someone pinched his wrist and refused to let go.

"Wait a minute." Gu Siming said vaguely.

He only discovered now that Li Yao's hands are also top-notch and beautiful, with five fingers spread out, thin and soft, the fingertips are round and pink, almost transparent white in the sunlight, when he wants to withdraw his hand, the knuckles are slightlyIt was bent and slipped past his palm from time to time, bringing a tingling itch.

Is Li Yao so white and pink all over?

He only felt that his breathing became heavy. Looking at the dirt on Li Yao's fingertips, he felt that it was particularly annoying, but Li Yao was also muttering in a low voice, disgusted with dirty hands.

"It can be cleaned." Gu Siming said in a hoarse voice, then leaned over and leaned forward.

When Li Yao felt the wetness of his fingertips, his eyes widened in shock.

Is this man crazy?

There were only the two of them in the hanging garden, and the breeze blew by, bringing a burst of fragrance of grass and trees, mixed with the sound of the wind was the sound of sucking water, which was indistinct and indistinct.

Gu Siming also felt that he was crazy, so he used this method to clean people's hands.

In the mouth, there is a faint fishy smell unique to the soil, mixed with an unknown sweet fragrance, which is the unique taste of Li Yao, which seeps out from the cracks in the fingers. Li Yao may be too scared, and his fingertips are nervously touchingShaking, but it was also a disguised response.

As if playing with him.

In the end, Li Yao's five fingers were sucked out of a delicate pink, which became whiter and tenderer in the sun, with a slight reflection.

In a daze, Li Yao glanced at Gu Siming's watery lips, and then at his own hands.

It seems to be clean, but it seems not.

With a stiff face, he wiped his hands on his body, tried his best to ignore the burning eyes of the other party, and whispered, "Can you let me go down now?"

Gu Siming's behavior just now was really out of line. He felt that he could not figure out the other party's mind with normal thinking.

This man is also a psycho!

Gu Siming didn't expect that Li Yao was still thinking about it now, and pulled him into his arms angrily, "Isn't it obvious what I mean?"

Li Yao looked up in a daze, "Huh?"

Looking at Li Yao's confused expression, Gu Siming felt frustrated and powerless, "I'm coaxing you."

He was bullying and crying in the office before, so he thought about taking people out to bask in the sun, and he chose this place with an exceptionally beautiful scenery.

But Li Yao didn't notice it at all, and was only afraid of him.

Li Yao really didn't expect this level, "Then you said before that you want me here..."

He got stuck in the middle of the sentence, but shut his mouth tightly in shame.

Does this man have a word of truth in his mouth?

Of course Gu Siming understood Li Yao's unspoken words, hugged Li Yao's waist tightly, and buried his head in the other's neck, "I did think so, but I held back."

His voice was a bit muffled, "Didn't you see that I didn't do anything in the end?"

He rubbed the soft skin of Li Yao's neck with the tip of his nose, "How can you not be afraid of me? Is my office doing too much?"

Looking down now, you can see the red marks bitten out by Li Yao under his clothes.

"How about you take advantage of it?"

Gu Siming did what he said, unbuttoned a few of his shirt buttons, and pressed Li Yao into his arms forcefully, "You can bite whatever you want, it doesn't matter if it bleeds."

"Yes, I even touched your waist."

Gu Siming took Li Yao's hand and put it on his waist, "Pinch hard, and I promise not to make a sound."

The skin under the hands is warm and firm, and you can faintly feel the smooth muscle lines, which should also be exercised regularly.

Li Yao only touched it once, and his face turned red with embarrassment. What kind of brain circuit is this man!

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Gu Siming was so overbearing that he had to avenge his previous revenge.

Li Yao had no choice but to pinch his hands a few times, "Is this...is this okay?"

He stammered and was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look down.

"No." Gu Siming seemed to be looking for abuse, "How is this strength enough? And you may not know, I left a lot of marks on your lower back."

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