The midnight moonlight slipped into the room through the gap in the curtains, leaving a streak of white light on the dark floor like a knife edge.
The bathroom door was pushed open, and humid water vapor poured out. Footsteps were heard in the empty room. Leather slippers stopped in front of the window. A big hand grabbed the heavy curtains and pulled them. The moonlight outside the window and the white light on the ground disappeared at the same time.
The room fell into darkness.
There was a squeezing sound coming from the direction of the leather sofa, probably someone sitting down.
The man seemed to be extremely adapted to or enjoying this darkness. After being wrapped in it for a long time, he seemed to have become one with it.
The light that returned to the room was brought by a laptop computer on his lap.
The rectangular light area shone on a tough face. The usual gentleness faded away, and the well-defined face revealed a rare sense of aggression. The wet hair with water droplets hanging down was gathered behind the head, and there was an unconcealed casualness and sharpness in the dark pupils. The corners of the mouth were slightly curved, and the arc properly interpreted what indifference was.
It's Fan Xiao, an unusual Fan Xiao.
He half-lowered his eyes, looking at the computer in front of him.
The light on the screen gradually faded and eventually went out, but it would light up again the next moment when the finger pressed it. This cycle repeated three times before the man in front of the computer seemed to have made some great decision and reached out to press the play button.
The dark image on the screen began to move...
A heavy groan suddenly came from the computer. The sound that had been blown away by the evening breeze now spread in the silent room, and gradually sank into the surrounding darkness, as if adding another layer of temptation from midnight.
The angle of the dashcam could only capture half of the man sitting in the back seat, but it was clearer than what Fan Xiao saw at the time.
The man raised his chin, drawing a slender arc; there seemed to be sweat on his neck, reflecting the light slightly; the protruding Adam's apple kept sliding with the sound of panting; one arm moved rhythmically, the strength and speed were enough to explain the unbearable hot flashes.
With his finger on the volume button, Fan Xiao turned up the volume. The deep and hoarse voice aroused a shudder.
Those eyes should be hazy, the eyelashes should be misty, the lips should be gorgeous, and the body must be hot, incredibly hot.
The meaningful association aroused the desire that Fan Xiao had tried hard to hide in his eyes. His heartbeat quickened, his blood began to boil, and the strong emotions burned in his chest, making him wonder if he had also drunk the brown wine soup tonight.
After some hesitation, the loose bathrobe was finally pulled aside, revealing the strong and smooth masculine lines, with muscles winding down from top to bottom, and the dormant power was even more dangerous.
Fan Xiao said "Fuck" unwillingly. When the insects came to his mind, all rationality was ruthlessly abandoned...
He held himself, shocked by the heat and strength in his hand. The strong touch made him frown slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He shouldn't have opened the video, shouldn't have been seduced by that person again, and shouldn't have been so abnormally excited.
However, the force of his hand was getting heavier and heavier uncontrollably. The man in the picture seemed to be in extreme pain, and his voice became heavier and heavier. Fan Xiao's heart trembled when he heard it, and he subconsciously stretched out his empty hand to turn up the volume again, but it had already reached the maximum.
Fan Xiao, who was not satisfied, suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, and his eyes became colder and colder, as if he was in the fire of karma. The ice-blue flames burned all the sins and burned his hypocritical body inch by inch...
Fan Xiao looked at the screen, and used his eyes to invade the man in the picture. He tilted his head slightly, as if he wanted to look down along the man's arm. However, he soon realized his stupidity. This was just a shot, and he couldn't spy on it 360 degrees.
Thinking of this, Fan Xiao was suddenly stunned. Was he crazy? He actually wanted to see another man's thing just now!
The movement of his hands paused, and a layer of sweat formed on Fan Xiao's back. His eyes, filled with emotions, became unpredictable. He took out a cigarette, lit it with a match, and slowly put on his bathrobe.
The screen was still full of spring scenery, Fan Xiao pinched a cigarette and watched. He had never been a jade-loving person, but today he couldn't control himself again and again. His eyes became more and more sinister, and he smoked more and more. He clearly felt that his body was about to explode.
Forget it, why bother? Just think of it as a pornographic film. That person is nothing more than a hard-working and satisfactory third-level actor.
After letting go of his mental burden, Fan Xiao felt at ease and no longer resisted the pleasure. He was very emotional, trying to keep the rhythm of his hands consistent with that on the screen.
Deep in his "love", he reached out his hand and gently stroked the man's face, neck, and chest with his fingertips through the screen... His breathing became more and more rapid and heavy. Fan Xiao and the man sped up at the same time, making sexy low sounds together...
Suddenly he heard the man on the screen let out a soft, longing cry from the depths of desire...
"Zhenzhen"
Zhen Zhen! !!
At this juncture, You Shulang called out "Zhenzhen"!
Fuck it! Fan Xiao instantly wilted!