Xiangyu

When Qiao Yusong lived in the dormitory, Song Yuqiao was very surprised.This place is much smaller than Jin Rong's apartment, there is no wardrobe or sofa, let alone a kitchen.

However, even in such a small room, Qiao Yusong still tidyed it up.His quilt was spread flat on the bed, slightly folded to reveal the pillows.

"Because I came here to help fly, so I live here temporarily." Qiao Yusong feared that he would misunderstand, and explained, "I used to live in the base here, and I also lived in a single apartment like Jin Rong."

Song Yuqiao asked, "Do you all live in an apartment?"

He shook his head and said, "There are still many people renting houses outside. The conditions of the apartment are very average to be honest."

"After this round of flying, move to my place." Song Yuqiao said, walking to the bathroom.

Qiao Yusong was slightly taken aback when he heard it, because the joy was so full that it filled his heart heavy.He opened his mouth, but it took him some time to say it, and said, "The international line here in Xijin is recruiting a chief purser, and I have applied. If I can be hired, I can come back to Xijin in the future."

"Really?" Song Yuqiao turned around and said.

Seeing him happy, Qiao Yusong nodded more definitely and said, "The written test has passed, and we are still waiting for the interview."

"It's so good." Song Yuqiao laughed.

Qiao Yusong was still not used to being praised by him, and when he heard this, his face became hot, so he turned to other things and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"I'm seeing if this bathroom is enough for two people to take a shower together." Song Yuqiao said with a smirk.

Qiao Yusong's face was already hot, but it became even hotter after listening to it.He stepped forward and pushed Song Yuqiao into the bathroom, and said, "You can wash yourself first." After speaking, he slammed the door without waiting for Song Yuqiao's reaction.

Qiao Yusong touched his hot face, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't dressed Song Yuqiao yet, so he quickly opened the suitcase to find another set of pajamas.When picking up the underwear, Qiao Yusong hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the half-new pair with a blushing face.

"Song Yuqiao!" Qiao Yusong knocked on the door vigorously, but within two clicks, the door opened.

Seeing Song Yuqiao with his upper body naked, Qiao Yusong felt that his breath was hot.Before he could speak, Qiao Yusong threw him the clothes in his hand and slammed the door again.

However, just as he turned around, he heard Song Yuqiao opening the door.

Song Yuqiao called out, "Hello."

Qiao Yusong's body froze, and he turned his head to look at him, and saw him leaning idly on the door frame with a lazy smile.

Song Yuqiao asked: "Really not to wash together?"

"No!" Qiao Yusong turned around, gritted his teeth, returned to him, and said seriously, "Hurry up and wash it, you must wash it clean."

Unexpectedly, he would say that, Song Yuqiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Okay, okay, okay, obey."

Obviously it was Qiao Yusong who urged him to take a bath, but the moment the door closed, Qiao Yusong felt unexpected.

After a while, Qiao Yusong heard the sound of water inside, and his heart fell suddenly.

He walked quickly to the bed, turned on the light, lifted the quilt, and checked every corner of the bed to make sure that the sheets and quilt cover were clean, and that the pillow didn't smell of sweat or grease.

He re-made the bed, sat on the chair and waited anxiously, his legs trembling involuntarily, feeling that they couldn't close together.However, when he tried to relax and spread his legs, his uneasiness became more obvious.

Qiao Yusong's scalp was numb, and he checked the time on the watch repeatedly.

He suddenly remembered that the suitcase hadn't been packed yet, so he could find something to distract his attention, so he immediately squatted on the ground, opened the suitcase and checked the documents and luggage needed for the next day's flight.

There is no need for an overnight bag, and the case can be slightly lighter.

Qiao Yusong counted the documents needed for boarding the plane, and changed the contents inside in various ways and arranged them again and again.

It didn't seem long before the bathroom door opened again.

Qiao Yusong's back stiffened, and he turned his head in a daze.

Song Yuqiao was wearing his pajamas, and while wiping his hair, he said, "I'll use the towel first."

"Oh, good." Qiao Yusong came back to his senses in a daze, quickly grabbed the pajamas and underwear that were put aside, got up and hurried to the bathroom, "I'm going to take a shower."

Seeing him burying his head and walking past him, Song Yuqiao was stunned. Before he could look back to see what was going on, the bathroom door was already closed.

Seeing this, Song Yuqiao couldn't laugh or cry.

He stood by the bed and wiped his hair, and saw that the pillow was covered by Qiao Yusong's quilt at some point.

After staring at the pillow for a while, Song Yuqiao came to the bathroom door, knocked on the door and said, "Xiao Song, open the door."

There was no response from the door, only the sound of water.

Song Yuqiao continued to knock on the door and said, "Xiao Song, Brother Xiao Song, open the door!"

The sound of water stopped, and Qiao Yusong asked violently, "What's the matter?!"

"Bring you towels and open the door." He replied lazily.

Qiao Yusong said: "I don't want it, there are disposable ones in the cabinet. You can go!"

Song Yuqiao was startled, knocked on the door and said, "Open the door—"

The sound of water from the shower head rang again, clearly expressing that he didn't want to pay attention to Qiao Yusong.

Song Yuqiao patted the door repeatedly with both hands, the rhythm was not fast, like beating drums idlely, and said repeatedly in a dragging tone: "Open the door, open the door, Brother Xiao Song, open the door. Open the door, open the door, Qiao Yusong. Qiao Yu in the back cabin Mr. Song, please open the door. Brother Xiao Song, please open the door—"

The hand that patted on the door for the last time was empty, and Song Yuqiao couldn't help laughing at Qiao Yusong who poked his head out from the crack of the door.

Qiao Yusong glared at him and said, "What on earth do you want to do? Can't you wait a little longer?"

Song Yuqiao leaned closer, Qiao Yusong was afraid that the door would hit him in the face, instead of closing the door, he opened it reflexively.

When Qiao Yusong reacted, Song Yuqiao had already squeezed into the cramped bathroom majestically and closed the door.

Qiao Yusong was stunned, and quickly grabbed the towel in his hand to cover his lower body, his face was so hot that he was scorching by the brazier, and said, "What are you doing? Get out quickly. Your clothes are wet."

The water from the shower head was still splashing, the bathroom was filled with damp steam, the mirror was blurred, and water droplets slid off the tiles.

"I haven't washed it, I have to wash it again." Song Yuqiao said, pushing Qiao Yusong against the wall.

"Hmm..." Qiao Yusong only had one hand to resist Song Yuqiao, but he was not as strong as the latter.And when he tried to push Song Yuqiao with both hands, Song Yuqiao threw the towel on the ground.

In a short while, Song Yuqiao's pajamas were mostly wet.

He imprisoned Qiao Yusong's body. After kissing, his lips were still stuck to the corners of his lips. He grabbed Qiao Yusong's restless arms and said, "Shh, don't make trouble. It's all here. If you make trouble again, We're going to have to fight."

After hearing this, Qiao Yusong was stunned, and the arm held by Song Yuqiao lost all strength.He stood numbly, short of breath, and looked at Song Yuqiao uneasily.

After confirming that he would not struggle any more, Song Yuqiao looked down and said with a smile, "Look, haven't I discovered it yet?"

Qiao Yusong's throat tightened, he endured the embarrassment, stared into his eyes and said, "Don't laugh at me."

"I'm not laughing at you." As he said, Song Yuqiao took his hand and put it on his body, "I'm happy."

Qiao Yusong never knew that his fingers would be so stiff. When Song Yuqiao's kiss and body approached him together, he opened his mouth ignorantly to meet the kiss, but he still didn't know how to close his fingers.

He opened his eyes, but his vision gradually became blurred.When he saw Song Yuqiao's glasses on the sink, he realized that he hadn't paid attention to whether Song Yuqiao was wearing them from the beginning.

It turned out that he had already lost his mind.

"Hey." He was taken aback, looked down, and said uneasily, "Don't be so fast."

"I know." Song Yuqiao's nose still had some coolness, rubbing against his hot cheeks, "I just want to trouble you to be more serious."

Qiao Yusong was startled slightly, the distance was too close, he looked into Song Yuqiao's eyes, and soon became dizzy.He had no choice but to close his eyes and kissed so quickly that he couldn't tell whether he had kissed Song Yuqiao or Song Yuqiao had kissed him first.

The water splashed on their bare feet, like a night of rain pouring into the room.

He hugged Song Yuqiao's neck tightly and straightened his waist involuntarily so that he could get closer.

Song Yuqiao's hand followed the water and stuck to his back, as if relying on the tension of the water to stick closely to his skin.Fearing that he wasn't close enough, Qiao Yusong opened his mouth, and even though his teeth hit each other, his tongue still flicked inward bravely, mingling with Song Yuqiao.

They breathed heavily, and the water vapor stuck in their throats, making them need more air, forcing them to open their mouths and continue the kiss, until Qiao Yusong could no longer be satisfied with touching Song Yuqiao through the sticky, wet cloth body of.

He opened his mouth, panted for breath, and unbuttoned Song Yuqiao in a panic.

Song Yuqiao was also untying, but they didn't have a tacit understanding, they untied the same button at the same time, but they touched each other's hand first.

Qiao Yusong stared at Song Yuqiao's hand firmly, holding it up like a treasure, and when Song Yuqiao stretched out his finger, he opened his mouth and took it in.

I saw Song Yuqiao's breath congealed, and panic and eagerness were revealed under the too tense expression.Qiao Yusong stared at these eyes, grabbed his wrist, and the tip of his tongue swirled around his fingertips and joints like a snake.

Song Yuqiao's fingers were slender and strong, with calluses on the fingertips, and when they touched Qiao Yusong's tongue, he clearly felt the hardness.He held his breath and swallowed the entire finger into his mouth, down to his throat.

Song Yuqiao's hands were completely stiff. Seeing Qiao Yusong's red eyes, he quickly withdrew his hand, held Qiao Yusong's face, and kissed him heavily on the lips.

Where does Qiao Yusong still want to untie those buttons that cannot be undone?He wanted Song Yuqiao so much.

Before this moment came, he repeatedly hesitated, repeatedly refused, repeatedly refused and returned, and repeatedly vacillated.But it's too late now, and if things turn back now, the situation will only be embarrassing and impossible to deal with.

He was cornered.In this corner with no retreat, he could only see one fact clearly - he wanted Song Yuqiao.

He wanted Song Yuqiao so much, even if he was a second late.Therefore, he didn't care about kissing Song Yuqiao, pushed the latter to the wall, and immediately knelt down on the ground.

Song Yuqiao looked at his wet head and murmured, "Xiao Song."

Qiao Yusong turned a deaf ear to it, and stared blankly at the straight thing in front of him, it was so fresh, full, and full of pouches.When facing it, Qiao Yusong forgot all his dreams, he opened his mouth, and swallowed this cuteness with water droplets on the top.

Song Yuqiao's heart skipped a beat.He turned off the water, and soon, Qiao Yusong's swallowing sound became very clear.

As if he didn't know his feet, he cherished the object in his hands and swallowed it, his cheeks deformed.Song Yuqiao felt pain just looking at it, but he didn't know how to reject his distorted enthusiasm.

Gradually, Song Yuqiao's vision also distorted.

The steam-filled room squeezed their oxygen, and they were all gasping for air.

Song Yuqiao leaned against the wall, looking at the lamp wrapped in water vapor, off-white, as hazy as a feather.Listening to Qiao Yusong's painful humming, his legs began to tremble involuntarily, and even his knees were not strong enough to support the weight of his body.

Qiao Yusong seemed to have foreseen this a long time ago, and soon supported his leg socket, and buried his head in his mouth even more vigorously.

"Xiao Song..." Song Yuqiao tugged at his hair, he didn't need to push his head in, his body was already trembling because the top was squeezed by the tissue at the bottom of his throat.He looked down at Qiao Yusong's back that was red from the steam, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and gasped, "Xiao Song, Xiao Song, let me see you."

Qiao Yusong stopped swallowing, raised his wet and red eyes, looked up at him, and slowly spit out what was in his mouth.

Seeing his stuff coming out of Qiao Yusong's mouth bit by bit, Song Yuqiao's breath stopped, and he immediately picked him up from the ground, rolled over his back, and pressed him against the wall.

"Ah." Qiao Yusong hurriedly leaned on the wall, resting his forehead on the tiles. Seeing Song Yuqiao holding his penis, he felt a little hesitation in his courage.

But it didn't take long for him to hesitate, and he lost his position because of Song Yuqiao's tricks.As if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, Qiao Yusong groaned almost out of control, even unconsciously lowering his lower back.

He felt that the tip of his buttocks touched the straight thing, and he looked back spontaneously, but he had to look nervously at Song Yuqiao, fearing that his posture would be too inappropriate.

But Song Yuqiao also wanted him, and Qiao Yusong knew it when he saw his eyes.His fingers were on the slippery tiles, and before Song Yuqiao poked his fingers in, he yelled: "Ah, ah..."

His voice was sometimes painful, sometimes eager, Song Yuqiao couldn't help pushing his fingers in, and at the same time felt his body absorbing it passionately.After a while, Song Yuqiao touched his gland, and he screamed, his whole face seemed to lose his mind, and his knees hit the wall heavily.

"Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao..." He grabbed Song Yuqiao's hand, and led him to do it quickly, standing on tiptoe unconsciously, trying to concentrate all the strength of his whole body in the center.

Song Yuqiao was massaging his glands, and the erect stem was shaking with his body, dripping with water.

Seeing Qiao Yusong almost hunched in his arms, so helpless and wronged, Song Yuqiao bit his ear and tremblingly said: "I went in?"

Qiao Yusong nodded without thinking, and kept nodding.

Song Yuqiao pulled out his finger, the palm was already full of bodily fluid.He wiped all these on Qiao Yusong's buttocks, and pushed in with his excited stem.

"Hmm..." Qiao Yusong's heart was instantly filled with the sense of reality being invaded. He was overjoyed, bit the back of his hand, and moaned happily when Song Yuqiao started pumping.

"Don't bite, you'll be bitten." Song Yuqiao grabbed his hand with one hand, and played with it constantly with the other.

Qiao Yusong's hands were held by him, and he couldn't do anything else except feel the moment of integration.

All his feelings and actions are all for being with Song Yuqiao.Song Yuqiao's panting voice was so beautiful that he almost didn't dare to groan loudly, wanting to listen to Song Yuqiao's emotional voice.But he couldn't control it.He couldn't control the joy in his body and mind.

"Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao..." Qiao Yusong's buttocks tightened unconsciously, as if he couldn't wait to keep Song Yuqiao in his body.

Song Yuqiao was in pain from being pinched, so he had to keep touching his penis and his nipples, coaxing him close to his ears: "Brother Xiao Song, I'm here."

Qiao Yusong shook his head, pressing his back and getting close to him.

"Brother Xiao Song, relax. You hurt me." Song Yuqiao hummed in his ear.

Qiao Yusong was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at him in bewilderment.

Song Yuqiao held his face in his hands, leaned close to kiss his mouth, and when he was not paying attention, stepped back a little, and pushed on the gland.

"Ah!" Qiao Yusong shouted in a panic, "Don't, don't do it there."

Song Yuqiao only moved there, staring into his eyes and asking, "Is it here?"

"Yes, no... don't, ha... ha... ah..." Qiao Yusong almost knelt on the ground, but Song Yuqiao picked him up in time.

Song Yuqiao rubbed his lower abdomen, stroked his chest, and put his arms around his waist, pushing himself in with all his might.There is another kind of warmth inside, full of constraints, making Song Yuqiao more difficult and more eager.

There was too little air in the bathroom, Qiao Yusong was dying soon.He could only allow himself to be like a floating boat, swaying in Song Yuqiao's arms, until he could no longer control his overflowing heart, holding on to the thing that kept dripping.

"Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao, I'm going to shoot." Qiao Yusong said helplessly.

Song Yuqiao grabbed his waist and asked, "Did I cum inside?"

He was slightly taken aback, nodded and said, "Well, you cum inside. Ah, ah——"