1novels Chapter 107 From Wutang's Letting Go
Chapter 107 From Wutang's Letting Go
Wu Tang still covered Wen Yanke's eyes with her hands, but now she was so crowded that she couldn't even see herself, so she quickly took them away.
As soon as he moved his hand away, Wen Yanke's enlarged eyebrows came into view.
Wen Yanke had closed her eyes at some point, her brows were as clear as distant mountains, her slender eyelashes drooped down, and she looked peaceful.
Wu Tang was a little dazed, and his eyes widened.
Different from Wen Yanke's upper half face which was calm and serene, his lips and tongue were entangled between Wu Tang's lips and teeth to hide, and the sound of tsk tsk water kept coming.
Wen Yanke's side cheeks were a little red, dyed on her fair and jade-like face like the color of drunkenness, and it was even more confusing for a normally cold person to be stained with red dust.
Wu Tang's face flushed red, and he stopped breathing in shock.
Fortunately, he hasn't forgotten what he should do, so he pushed Wen Yanke away with some effort.
"What's the matter?" Wen Yanke opened his moist eyes, as if filled with stars, and pressed the tip of his nose against the bridge of Wu Tang's nose, and asked after panting twice.
"It's time for us to get down to business." Wu Tang also panted, almost dazzled by the beauty, and then pushed away Wen Yanke who was sticking to him.
He had already experienced Wen Yanke's reaction, and knew that it was time to start, and there was no need to do so many intimacy before.
Wen Yanke was startled, her eyes darkened: "Okay..."
Wu Tang was about to squat down, but was held back by Wen Yanke.
The red tide on his face has not faded: "I want to look at my brother's face."
Wu Tang froze for a moment, if he wanted to look at his face, what should he do, use his hands?
Before he could speak, Wen Yanke continued, "I want to hug senior brother."
Wu Tang was even more puzzled. This posture was inconvenient even if he used his hands, but he couldn't help but soften his heart when he looked at Wen Yanke's Jiji eyes.
Since Wen Yanke brought it up, it meant that he knew what to do, so he didn't need to think too much.
"Is it possible?" Wen Yanke asked again.
Wu Tang nodded this time: "Okay..."
He stretched out his hands, meaning to let Wen Yanke come over and hug him.
Wen Yanke put her left hand on Wu Tang's back, and the other hand wrapped around his waist tightly, hugging him onto the soft cushion.
Wu Tang closed his eyes at first, just waiting for Wen Yanke to order him to do something, but after waiting for a long time, he realized that his trouser waist had been unbuttoned.
He opened his eyes in confusion, not knowing how to speak.
But seeing Wen Yanke's determined expression, he felt relieved. It shouldn't be... what he thought?
He is not a broken sleeve, and he promised his junior brother to help him, it doesn't matter where he uses it.
Anyway, as a man, he can't blend yin and yang like a man and a woman, and he won't lose his own Yuanyang.
Wu Tang then closed his eyes, but his face became more and more red.
Good thing it's just his thighs.
"I want to see senior brother more." Wen Yanke said in a deep voice, panting in his ear.
Wu Tang closed her eyes and nodded her head indiscriminately.
All his clothes were taken off.
"I want to kiss senior brother, is that okay?" Wen Yanke's voice became even hoarse.
Wu Tang could only continue to nod.