The law of great fragrance for old men

Chapter 50

Those were two boxes of lubrication oil, and underneath were condoms, the size was extra large!

These things...are they for him?

When was it prepared?

An indescribable feeling fermented in my heart, a secret excitement was induced, and I was even a little eager to try.

Once the bad thoughts get on my body, I can't get rid of them. They slowly grow like weeds and my body temperature begins to evaporate.

He Nian closed the drawer against his heartbeat.

After a while.

He exhaled again and gently opened the drawer. Pretending to be calm, he put the condoms on the bottom layer of the cabinet and hid them.

The first time, he didn't want to use that.

He likes his husband so much that he wants to be possessed by a man, completely, without any obstruction.

Clear footsteps came from the corridor——

It's over!

He was excited to celebrate the New Year, his heart was beating violently, and his face was stained with a bit of spring at some point, like a young boy who had secretly read a banned book. He couldn't help but feel guilty and couldn't hide the throbbing in his heart.

He didn't mean to look.

The quilt covered most of his little face, only the crimson ear tips were exposed. Chu Xijin thought he was feeling uncomfortable after vomiting, so he quickly put down the sweet soup and went to check.

"You have a fever? Why is your face so red?"

"..." He Nian's throat seemed to be blocked, and he finally spoke hesitantly:

"I don't have a fever, maybe I'm a little bored."

When Chu Xijin felt uncomfortable and sweated, he opened the window and let the cool and gentle night breeze flow in. The curtains were slightly lifted by the wind.

"Get up and drink the sweet soup, then have a good sleep. If you still feel uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow, go to the hospital."

Feeling extremely empty, He Nian held the porcelain bowl and drank in small sips. His face was so hot that he almost caught up with the heat in the bowl. He didn't raise his head until he saw the bottom of the bowl.

Those clear deer eyes were filled with mist, and the bright red lips were open, with water stains on them, and the soft uvula could be seen.

Chu Xijin reached out to touch the lips and wiped away the water stains with his fingertips. He looked so obedient during the New Year greetings that he even raised his head and rubbed it forward like a kitten or puppy trying to please its owner.

That beautiful but fragile little face is obviously still sick but yet...

Pure and unaware sexiness is the most deadly.

"Go to sleep."

Just when Chu Xijin was about to stand up and turn off the lights, He Nian suddenly grabbed the man's hand in confusion and said openly:

"...Sir, I saw it."

After saying that, he woke up suddenly, and his ears were filled with the roaring heartbeat, frantic and clumsy.

Chu Xijin glanced at him, not understanding the meaning of his words, and asked softly:

"What?"

"I..." He Nian licked his dry lips, his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.