I'm A Stand-In Puppet For His Ex-Lover

CHAPTER 131

"Don't hook me." He Yang's hand on the young man's waist became harder and harder, "I don't have good self-control."

The young man didn't speak, he just slowly raised his hand, touched the man's waist and abdomen with his fingertips, and slowly slid up.

He Yang was still wearing a formal suit with a black tie.

The young man touched the tie, and his fingertips squeezed slightly to hook the tie.

"Sir." The young man took out his tie and asked, "Do you want to use a tie?"

He Yang didn't speak, just lowered his head and met the young man's gaze.

The young man's peach blossom eyes were full of tenderness, and he only pretended to be alone.

But it's all a show, it's fake.

"Yanyan." He Yang sighed softly, leaned over unconsciously, lowered his head and leaned over.

Even though he knew it was fake, he willingly fell into it.

His banquet, acting is really good.

But this feeling of being seriously liked is too easy to sink in.

He Yang rubbed against the young man's face, and his lips unknowingly pressed against the young man's lips, rubbing lightly.

The young man's lips tasted soft to the touch, He Yang rubbed his lips, and then stuck out the tip of his tongue, trying to go deeper.

And the young man didn't resist this time, he opened his lips obediently, loosened his teeth, and entangled his lips and tongues.

The mist in the bathroom has not dissipated, and the two figures are hugging each other tightly.

The young man raised his head, put his arms around the man's neck, and pressed his body closely.

The sound of kissing water sounded more and more intense.

After his lips were separated, He Yang couldn't bear it any longer.

The young man was stunned, he didn't react at once, he subconsciously hugged the man's shoulders, and wrapped his legs around the man's waist.

He Yang walked towards the bedroom, put the person in his arms on the bed, took off his suit jacket, and pressed it directly.

He Yang became a little out of control and kissed the young man's lips heavily. He also put a hand through the hem of the young man's shirt and found that the young man had already reacted.

The young man closed his eyes and unknowingly arched his body. He Yang's small movements made his body tremble slightly.

"Sir..." The young man's voice trembled slightly, as if he was a little nervous.

The two had not been so close for a long time, He Yang also slowed down the movements of his hands a little, and his lips were pressed against the young man's face as he kissed slowly.

He Yang helped him with his hands and made the young man comfortable, and then retracted his hand.

After the end, the young man was still lying on the bed panting heavily, his eyes were red, and his shirt was a little messy.

"Okay." He Yang got up a little, took the tissue from the side, wiped it on the young man's leg, and said, "Stop playing, rest early."

He Yang's clothes were still neat, but the reaction under him could no longer be covered.

He Yang didn't pay attention to his own physiological reaction, he just helped the young man continue to rub between his legs.

Xu Chengyan closed his eyes, and before he had recovered from the stimulation just now, his chest heaved up and down.