I heard that there is someone on the anchor

At eleven o'clock, Haifei dropped the broadcast on time.

The left student was still in the study, Hai Fei pushed the door and stuck in for a look, the left student stared at the screen intently.

Haifei closed the door and went back to the bedroom to take a shower, looking at the sink and thinking.

After the Baotou competition, everyone was given facial masks, saying that his mother bought too much at one time, and stuffed them in everyone's peripheral bags "with all his heart and responsibility".

Haifei looked at himself in the mirror, facing the face of the computer for four or five hours...it seemed a little unsatisfactory.

Zuo Tu turned off the computer and came out of the study, bumping into Hai Fei who had put on a mask and came out to find water to drink.

The mask was black, and Haifei's eyes protruded from the two holes, blinking and shining.

"What's the matter?" Zuo Tu looked amused, and when he got closer, he noticed that the essence was on Hai Fei's eyelashes.

The left apprentice pressed Hai Fei's shoulder, observed carefully, "Don't blink."

Hai Fei raised his head and opened his eyes wide. The essence like small drops of water just fell on the eyelashes, and several eyelashes stuck together.

"Go and wash." Zuo Tu was afraid of getting something in his eyes.

Haifei hummed, the drink in the small refrigerator in the bedroom was gone, he wanted to go downstairs to look for it, but when he went out, he felt his eyes were stuck by something, and the left disciple just came out from the next door.

The two walked to the bathroom one after the other, Haifei took off the mask on his face, bent down to catch the water and rinsed it with his hands, but when he wanted to get up, someone blocked his way.

"Huh?" Hai Fei turned his head with a wet face, water dripped on his collar.

The left hand supported the sink with one hand, trapping Hai Fei in front of him and between the sink, with his chest against Hai Fei's back, and the other hand groping in from under the hem of the clothes, the smooth and firm texture slipped across the palm of his hand .

The left disciple's fingertips rested in Haifei's waist, and he rubbed his callused fingers carefully. He bit Haifei's ear and whispered, "Wash again?"

Hai Fei's body felt like an electric shock, his waist huddled and he had nowhere to dodge, his voice softened, "Don't touch it yet."

The left disciple smiled lowly and said nothing, put one leg between Hai Fei's legs and wrapped his hands around the front, hooking the edge of the pajamas with his fingers...

Hai Fei immediately pressed Zuo Tu's hand, and his whole body was pressed in front of the sink, unable to move. Zuo Tu's hand had shamelessly groped into his pajama pants.

Haifei was afraid of catching cold during the physical treatment, even though the temperature was very high these days, he was still wearing long pants and a T-shirt with the air conditioner in the room on.

With a small sound of "bang", the edge of Haifei's panties was maliciously pulled open by the left hand and then bounced back, covering Haifei's genitals with his left hand through the cloth, Haifei's face suddenly turned red.

"Do you feel it?" Zuo Tu felt that the heat and hardness of the thing in his hand had changed, and he smiled and bit Haifei twice on the back of his neck.

As soon as Hai Fei raised his head, he saw two people in the mirror ambiguously stacked in front of the sink. He immediately turned his eyes away, his cheeks were hot, and he bent over to avoid Zuo's hand.

Hai Fei whispered, "Don't stay here..."

Seeing Hai Fei's eyes flashing in the mirror, the Zuo student suddenly felt very strange. Hai Fei never hesitated to be close to him, but he would be incredibly shy when encountering something more than a kiss, even if the two of them have already...

"We haven't tried it in the bathroom yet..." Zuo Tu lowered his voice, moved his hands away from Hai Fei's legs, wrapped his two hands around the man's waist, and slid one hand into the hem of his clothes to light fires everywhere.

Hai Fei's face was flushed, and his breathing became short of breath. He was young and couldn't bear to be teased at all, maybe there was also the effect of that pot of soup.

The left disciple lifts up Haifei's clothes, and Haifei's body is exposed to the light of the bathroom, just like the finest warm white porcelain, the only flaw is the scattered dark red hickey marks, which smell of lust.

Hai Fei's breathing was out of rhythm, his chest rose and fell unnaturally, and the eyes of the left disciple were too substantial.

Zuo disciple leaned over and nibbled on Haifei's chest, adding a few new hickeys, like a blooming red plum.

Hai Fei grabbed Zuo disciple's shoulders, and now every time he goes out he has to check whether his clothes cover the marks on his body.

Zuo disciples have an extreme preference for this aspect, and like a male beast, they like to leave marks on their partners.

"Don't bite too much on the top, I have to go out tomorrow."

Hai Feiran took a deep breath, bit his left hand on a point on his chest, scraped his tongue on it to arouse layers of electric currents, his waist and spine felt numb and sore.

Hailing couldn't stand up soon, Zuotu stripped off his clothes in the bathroom and ate a full meal.

Under the shower, Zuo Tuo protected Hai Fei to clean his body, pulled off a clean towel, surrounded him and carried him out.

Haifei's back was sore and his legs were sore and he didn't want to toss about it. He was a little out of strength. He nestled in Zuo disciple's arms, his eyes were flushed, and he could vaguely see the lust that would not fade away in the future from his face.