On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

Chapter 62

After saying this, Yan Baijing called out "Song Yu" in a low voice.

As if igniting the star grass to start a prairie fire, Song Yu held Yan Baijing's head almost without hesitation, slightly arched his upper body and bit Yan Baijing's lips.

The hotness in those eyes just now was like a flame that filled the sky.

The whole world was turned into a cloud of ashes.

Kissing without any skill, both of them seemed to be frantic.

He didn't know how long Yan Baijing had been suppressed, he only knew that the moment he saw Yan Baijing, he was really going crazy.

No matter how he feels, he can't express his feelings at that time.

The moment I saw Yan Baijing in the ward.

His heart really stopped beating.

Even time stood still.

It seems that the whole world has turned into black and white, and only he is living in the black and white.

Their hands were tearing at each other, Song Yu turned over and pressed Yan Baijing under him, biting his tongue, robbing each other of their breath.

While tearing his clothes, his own buttons also fell to the ground one by one.

Yan Baijing gnawed Song Yu's lips recklessly.

Repressed, longing, hot to be responded to.

so long.

The thoughts that the two hadn't seen for a long time were all turned into physical words.

It turned out that he was not unrequited love.

It turned out that Song Yu loved him so crazily.

Real hugs, real kisses, real madness, real bodies, real...

you.

The scorching breath sprayed on his face, and the longing in Song Yu's eyes really seemed to burn him to ashes.

Stretching out his hand, he took out KY from the side drawer, applied it on his fingers without hesitation, and searched for the closed entrance under Song Yu's body, Song Yu froze instinctively.

Yan Baijing licked Song Yu's lips soothingly, and said in a low voice, "Relax."

Song Yu forced himself to relax, he knew Yan Baijing would not hurt him.

But the alertness of the body collapsed.

Because of a conditioned reflex, remembering the last time I was so painful that I was going to fall apart.

Yan Baijing had no choice but to give up on opening up his back, hold the hard object in front of Song Yu with his hand, and move it in a pattern.

Song Yu turned his head to breathe heavily, and those beautiful phoenix eyes became more attractive after being intoxicated.The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the cheeks were also stained with a blush due to the gradually rising temperature.

Yan Baijing's fingers continued to move rhythmically, he was pressed down by Song Yu, and he looked at Song Yu's various expressions very clearly.

I don't know if it's because Yan Baijing's skills are really good or because his body is really eager to be touched by him, Song Yu only feels that there is no part of his body that is not excited.

He pressed against Yan Baijing's lips again, he liked to kiss Yan Baijing to the point of suffocation.

Lack of air, struggling to embrace each other and sinking.

When you let go, you get air, like a new life.

The hands around his shoulders were very hard. With the rhythm of Yan Baijing's fingers, his breathing gradually became heavy. When he had to let go of his lips, Yan Baijing slyly closed his mouth again, not letting him breathe at all. Chance.

When the brain is hypoxic, the consciousness is a little drowsy, but waves of pleasure spread from the lower body to the whole body, shaking the whole world.

Suddenly, a funny idea appeared in this drowsy consciousness.

If you die like this, it's worth it.

The speed in Yan Baijing's hand became faster and faster, giving Song Yu time to breathe, and he leaned into Song Yu's ear and breathed lightly.

He knew that the most unbearable thing for Song Yu was to be whispered in his ear.

"Your expression now... really makes me more honest..."

Song Yu was so breathed that his body was close to suffocation, and he moaned uncontrollably.

His eyes were dazzled, his body was particularly relaxed in this state, and he felt that the firmness on his abdomen became a little harder.

Caught off guard, the world turned upside down again, with his back pressed against the bed, Yan Baijing looked down on him, and the uncontrollable desire in his eyes could be seen clearly from the corner of his eyes.

Those eyes looked at him for a moment, affectionately.

He was almost caught in the eyes of those drowning people, his lower body was swinging with Yan Baijing's hands, and he moaned unrestrainedly between his lips and teeth.

He stared at Yan Baijing obsessively, without any further words, he just wanted to let him know with his deepest desire.

I want you.

It doesn't matter if it's in his hands to indulge in love, as long as it's him, Yan Baijing, then everything doesn't matter.

Yan Baijing's nails seemed to be scratching the most suffocating small eyes, and Song Yu's groaning could not help raising the tone of his voice.

The body flicked like a fish, and the white turbid body fluid spurted out from Song Yu's top one by one, splashing on Yan Baijing's lower abdomen.

Song Yu was paralyzed on the bed exhausted, and Yan Baijing's consistent gaze could be seen from his squinted eyes.

Under the effect of lubrication, Yan Baijing's fingers slipped in.

The narrow space was slightly opened, and Song Yu's body froze, reflexively trying to squeeze out the thing that didn't belong to his own body structure, but Yan Baijing just pushed his slender fingers deeper.

Song Yu's eyes were closed tightly, his whole body was trembling, Yan Baijing covered his lips to comfort him, and then kissed Song Yu's ear, and said softly in a low and lustful voice, "Don't be afraid."

Song Yu opened his eyes and saw Yan Baijing's eyes suppressing the desire to penetrate him, and suddenly he was not afraid of anything.

He took the initiative to press Yan Baijing's lips, and hooked Yan Baijing's neck.

Yan Baijing couldn't wait to add the second finger, Song Yu tensed his body, trembling with anticipation and fear.

Yan Baijing's speed suddenly slowed down. He slowly kissed down, followed the outline of his chin to his neck, and then licked all the way down to the clear collarbone. The guy Song Yu just released lifted up again. beginning.

The speed of expanding his hand didn't stop, Song Yu rubbed against Yan Baijing's with his raised head, and they heaved and fell.

He heard Yan Baijing panting more heavily.

Press your fingers into the entrance hole until it is moist and soft.

Song Yu also knew that Yan Baijing couldn't help it anymore, he bit his lower lip, "Come on."

Yan Baijing could bear it at first, but when he saw Song Yu's subconscious action of biting his lower lip, the tense string in his head suddenly broke.

Song Yu saw that Yan Baijing's eyes suddenly became very excited, his head buzzed, and his slender legs were further separated. Song Yu straightened his waist so that Yan Baijing could come in directly, and bit his lip.

At this moment, Yan Baijing suddenly flashed through his mind when he and he were in the supermarket, and said a number to him with contemptuous eyes.

"23."

At that time, of course he wanted to complain that this figure was exactly the same size as the master.

Now, he just thinks about it.

Will you die?

When being entered, despite the expansion, the pain was still like tearing, Song Yu bit his lips and clenched tighter, his hands clasped Yan Baijing's back, and his fingers clasped his back tightly, but it was really too big to be caught It was painful to stretch.

Yan Baijing kissed Song Yu's lips so that he could relax, and slowly squeezed in.

Song Yu tried his best to relax his whole body. When the pain reached the most suffocating point, fine cold sweat oozes from the corner of his forehead.

Yan Baijing gently kissed away the sweat, feeling Song Yu's fingers gripping his back more and more forcefully, he gently comforted Song Yu, and then slowly entered.

Yan Baijing stood up vigorously, and Song Yu yelled out of pain, and at the same time, Yan Baijing couldn't help moaning in his throat.

When being tightly wrapped, Yan Baijing tried his best to control the movement he wanted to pump.

His slender hand covered Song Yu's weak spot due to the pain, and gently teased it.

Yan Baijing began to pump his body slowly until the people under him no longer trembled from the pain.

He heard a groan from the corner of Song Yu's mouth.

The body is filled to the brim.

There was some mist in Song Yu's eyes, but there was a trace of confusion at the corners of his eyes, his lips were slightly parted, and he breathed out, and they were rosy and plump because of the frantic kiss before.

This is Song Yu.

It was the man he had loved for six years.

He was the one who was tortured for six full years because of love, man.

In his memory, he always smiled and called himself, "Yida."

On the stage, he is arrogant and domineering, and he is domineering with a touch of enchantment.

His body is really tight, with solid lines. Although it has been rubbed into bones by the years, it still has the strength that belongs to a man.

Song Yu smiled at him with his lips curled up.

He could no longer restrain himself from speeding up the pumping frequency.

All self-control is turned into powder in this provocative smile, and evaporates in the gradually warming atmosphere.

He's like crazy.

Song Yu moaned even more unbearably during his crazy pumping, every time he penetrated, it seemed to move his soul.

He lost control because of him, and he trembled because of him.

The mist in Song Yu's eyes was half covered by the long eyelashes, and each sound was more forgetful and moving than the previous sound.

The sound of panting and the lustful water sound produced by the thrusting of the body intersected with each other.

Song Yu called his name uncontrollably.

"Baijing."

Song Yu's voice was originally clear, but when it was tainted with obscenity, the stickiness in it made Yan Baijing's panting voice a little rough.

His movements became more intense, Song Yu's sticky voice was shattered in the collision, and the emotion on his face went deep into the bone marrow.

He felt Song Yu's body getting hotter, and when his desire suddenly reached a certain point, Song Yu's moan suddenly rose several syllables.

The sound penetrated every inch of his soul.

As if it could burn him to ashes.

He understood the suddenly raised syllable, held Song Yu's waist, kept that angle and slammed into that point fiercely.

Song Yu tilted his head back and moaned loudly, without suppressing anything at all.

Yan Baijing bumped into the point that made Song Yu go crazy, his panting became heavier and faster.

Song Yu didn't need to move anymore, Yan Baijing's pumping would make him go crazy with pleasure.

He half-opened his eyes, time, space, all in chaos.

And the very center of this crazy world.

It's him.

Desire clamored in the body, trembling more and more each time, watching his face become frantic and hot because of himself.

The bumpy body was firmly held by him.

He heard Yan Baijing calling him.

"Song Yu."

One sound is hoarse than the other.

"Song Yu!"

One sound is more powerful than one sound.

"Song Yu!!"

you are mine.

I'm yours.

Although experienced too much separation in the middle.

Although I don't know exactly what you went through, I know that you survived all the pain.

I am here.

You are in my heart.

He frantically made the final sprint, and Song Yu's voice rose again.

His body trembled, his voice had lost its original timbre, and without any previous comfort, Yan Baijing felt that Song Yu's trembling became more and more intense. Suddenly, the cloudy white liquid spurted out from Song Yu's top again.

No matter where it is, the temperature is scorching hot, and the joint is tightened. After the most unbearable sound came out, Yan Baijing's hot desire finally shot out of Song Yu's body...

The two hugged and gasped on the bed.

After a while, Yan Baijing kissed Song Yu's lips.

Not a deep kiss.

Just lips touching.

His lips slid to Song Yu's ear.

"I love you."

——I will repay you every day from now on for the suffering you have suffered these years.

Song Yu laughed and hugged him tightly.

no matter when.

wherever.

He didn't stop thinking about it.

He didn't know when he fell in love with him.

He only knew that Yan Baijing at this moment was real.

Not a dream, nor a fantasy, nor an illusion.

It is true.

Yan Baijing who said "I love you" to himself.

Song Yu smiled heartily.

Well it's the end of the story.

I can wait until meeting you.

No matter how difficult it was for him to choke on his excitement or sourness when he roared.

Tears slid from his eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that he truly felt the joy that should belong to reunion.

"Stupid."