The opening device made him a little uncomfortable. After the man twitched and shot it out, Shao Lang only felt that his mouth was numb. The wide open mouth was filled with a fishy milky liquid.

 

    Chi Han squinted his eyes for a long time before taking out the mouthpiece. Before Shao Lang spit out, he pinched the corner of his mouth and poured all the semen into his stomach.

 

    "Cough cough..." Shao Lang finally resisted the nausea, glaring with bare eyes: "This is what you call a physical examination?!"

 

    "Who made my baby so tempting, I can't help it." Chi Han immediately pleased. He held him in his arms, kissed him and whirled.

 

    Shao Lang: "..." 

 

After both of them calmed down their rapid breathing, Chi Han picked up Shao Lang and walked into the curtain.

 

    "What else?" Shao Lang grabbed both ears of the man angrily.

 

    Chi Han put him on the prone table and replied, "Clean the intestines." Shao Lang looked around and saw that there were a whole bunch of utensils beside him. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "You planned it!"

 

    Who knows? The man actually told him cheeky: "Yes."

 

    Chi Han hung the prepared enema bag on a high place, vented the air in the tube, applied lubricating oil and gently inserted it into Shao Lang's anus, then turned on the switch. Let the fluid flow through the catheter into the rectum.

 

    "Hmm..." Shao Lang arched his back, and the inner acupuncture point was pushed in by the tube little by little, strange and uncomfortable. The abdomen gradually bulged, and began surging endlessly, "What is this brown liquid!"

 

    "Coffee." Chi Han paid attention to the flow rate of the liquid.

 

    Shao Lang thought he had heard it wrong, and asked loudly: "What did you say?!!!" 

 

"Baby hasn't heard that coffee can be enema? Don't worry, I made it by myself. It's safe." Chi Han turned off the switch. Withdrawing the catheter, his palms began to massage his abdomen regularly.

 

    "Well" At this time, Shao Lang had no time to get angry, his abdomen was filled with liquid, which made him very uncomfortable.

 

    After 5 minutes, Shao Lang couldn't help it anymore, and his face flushed and said, "I...I want to go to the toilet..." Then he added: "I will go by myself..."

 

    "I will help you to the toilet first, and then you will go in by yourself ."

 

   When Shao Lang came out, Chi Han immediately rushed to support him, "Why? Is everything clean?"

 

    Shao Lang didn't speak, his eyes lowered, his expression unclear. Chi Han took a look and helped him to rest on the treatment bed.

 

    On the evening of Tanabata Eve in the tram , Shao Lang returned home when he received a strange phone number.

 

    "Baby, this is my phone number, write it down." Chi Han sat in the car, holding the phone, looking up at the brightly lit building.

 

    Shao Lang held the phone, walked to the window sill, and looked at the car hidden in the dark downstairs. He felt mixed, not knowing whether it was because of what the man did to him today or a mess of thoughts, so he spoke for a while: "It's late, go back." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

 

    The heavy curtains slid across the window sill extremely quickly, blocking the bright light yellow and dim, as if it were a shield that could separate people's hearts, and wanted to stamp their name.

 

    Chi Han is not in a hurry, he has time to sharpen that person's heart bit by bit.

 

    When he saw him on the tram at first, he just felt that the man who was full of abstinence, but could not hide his charm, must have a good taste in indulging in the waves under him, so regardless of the consequences, he took the tram in the crowded tram. The taste is...well... better and more charming than I expected, just like a poppy.

 

    Just thinking about it, the flames burst into the lower abdomen, and the sex organs were half hard. Chi Han smiled helplessly and confidently. The good night, which was too late to say, was edited and sent out and then drove away leisurely.

 

    In the next few days, the man did not come to him, but frequently sent him short messages, or a call before going to bed every night.

 

    Of course, none of these Shao Lang has ever returned. If the short messages that continue to occupy the memory are left in the mobile phone, the phone will not be answered if it can't be answered.

 

    A week later.

 

    Until-he got on that tram again... the tram was still full of people, and today there are more people than usual, because-Valentine's Day on the Chinese Valentine's Day.

 

    There is a sea of ​​colorful flowers in the car, and some people have almost a red rose in their hands, which is coquettish like fire, and the air is full of rich floral fragrance. There were smiles on everyone's faces, Xixi was ridiculed, happy, shy, dejected and wry laugh, and also like him...lonely and alone...it seems out of place in the very lively tram.

 

    Shao Lang held the handrail tightly, his expression cold. He used to spend big and small festivals alone. After more than ten years, he should have been numb. But today he actually feels that being alone is a little too tasteless?

 

    So... is that why he embarked on this tram today?

 

    In this inexplicable mood, he sighed slightly as the tram was getting closer and closer to his station.

 

    "Disappointed?" A voice floated into his ears against his neck.

 

    Shao Lang turned his head abruptly, and saw a familiar face that was resolute and handsome, and he couldn't help being a little dazed.

 

    Chi Han looked around, clasped his waist with one hand, and led him into the corner by the power of the crowd. The palm of the man's hand is like a full-powered heat source, and the gripped skin has an illusion of burning, slowly spreading throughout the body.

 

    "I haven't seen you for a week, miss me?" The man licked on his neck and said unhurriedly: "I miss you very much, baby, for your white and soft body, and for your smooth as fat Skin, miss your small mouth full of semen, miss your hot and firm backside, and the tender and delicious...little tight hole." Every time Chi Han said, he rubbed that place, and there seemed to be electricity on his fingertips.  Arouse layers of hair.

 

    Even if he didn't speak, Shao Lang's body responded honestly, the flames in his body lit up, and the man's generous chest rubbed his eager back against his back.

 

    Chi Han had a panoramic view of everything, although the surface was not warm, but the lower abdomen was swollen and intolerable. I want to crush this hooky little fairy under his body until he breaks it.

 

    Chi Han knew that it was Valentine's Day today, so he drove to the vicinity of Shaolang Company to see if he had a date. Who knew it, saw him walking aimlessly on the street alone, and finally returned to the tram station.

 

    Seeing this, Chi Han instantly raised the corners of his mouth. Although distressed, it was more of an unstoppable happiness. The little white rabbit who had been tempted for a long time finally walked out of the cave and washed himself into the wolf's den, accepting the slaughter and eating it.

 

    After Chi Han parked the car, he followed Shao Lang into the tram...

 

    "Happy Valentine's Day, baby."

 

    Shao Lang's heart was shocked, his eyelashes trembled, and he stood stiff.

 

    Chi han kissed Shaolang's hair, and began to stretch his fingers restlessly into his clothes, fiddle with the small nipples, making them stand upright on the fingertips.

 

    "Ah..." Shao Lang couldn't help groaning, and was immediately drowned in the noise.

 

    "Baby Xiaosao, do you want your husband's big cock?" Chihan's stiff and large rubbed finely along Shaolang's crotch, his fiery palm slid all the way down his abdomen, untied his belt, and reached into his underwear to pick up the sparse pubic hair. Just don't touch the already stiff roots.

 

    "Um...touch...touch me..." Shao Lang's hand wanted to soothe his poor penis, but Chihan took it away and placed it beside his mouth, "bite it, don't make a loud noise." After speaking, his fingertips scratched his backhole. Mucus overflowing from the mouth reaches the hole.

 

    Shao Lang bit his index finger joints, relaxed his body, accepted the man's fingers as much as possible, and allowed him to open up the acupuncture points little by little. Caressing fingers that were very familiar with Shao Lang's body.