Mu yuan kissed him, and his bad heart got up again. It was not easy to get him drunk. Just say a word, kiss and be reconciled? Listen to Jack, it will be difficult for him to be on it in the future.

Isn't this... Isn't this a good opportunity?

Ah, ah, no, no, no, no, this is too mean, too mean.

Bah, don't be a demon. Eat it quickly. It's a rare opportunity. Do you still want to sleep with him in the future?

It's really mean.

Ah, the claws can't help it, and ah, ah, ah, the spear can't help it.

Mu yuan seemed to have two villains fighting in his heart. However, once the idea arose, it was like wild grass. He couldn't stop. His timid claws reached into his clothes and took off his sweater like a thief. This secret pleasure made Mu yuan feel particularly happy.

This sweater is his.

It's just on Jack. Now he took off his sweater and threw it on the ground at will.

Then the claws secretly untied his belt.

For a long time, major Mu yuan had a thief's heart but no thief's courage. Suddenly, he saw the beauty lying beside him drunk. Suddenly, he had a thief's heart and thief's courage, and even had a crazier idea.

Jack seemed to be woken up by him, holding his wrist, "what are you... Doing?"

Fuck you!

However, Mu yuan chuckled, shrank into his quilt, and chewed on Jack's abdominal muscles, which were well exercised, strong and beautiful, smooth lines, and bubbled with happiness.

"Don't move!" Mu Yuan said that his voice was hidden in the quilt, stuffy, with a little smile. Mu yuan quickly took off all his clothes, and then took off Jack's trousers. The quilt became hot instantly, and the skin and skin wanted to touch and rub to make a fire. In the hot winter, Mu yuan sweated all over, probably because of his impure mind. Mu yuan was nervous and restrained, and he didn't have a thief's heart to pick up the interior of the small house, so he lit a fire everywhere on Jack, Jack was drunk, as if he was very uncomfortable, his body was very dishonest, and soon spread a heavy color. Mu yuan twisted in the quilt, suddenly opened the quilt, and breathed a long breath.

Jack frowned and looked away. "What's the smell..."

"It's your own taste!"

Mu yuan kissed enough, touched it in the quilt again, and his body also reacted. He picked Jack's chin, "boyfriend, you're from me. I'm a technical flow, which will make you very comfortable."

Jack didn't respond. His face was steaming with wine vapor, and his blood was dripping red. Mu yuan seemed to be a hooligan, kissing both sides. Jack didn't say anything. Mu yuan himself concluded, "if you don't answer, you'll acquiesce. Then I'll take it off."

A villain in Mu yuan's heart shouted frantically. If he asked anything, the man immediately took off and did it - once he was killed, don't talk nonsense, don't dawdle, and he couldn't help it.

Mu yuan finally cleaned the two people, kissed his lips, chin all the way down, and said a lot, "this chest muscle is very good, I think mine is not bad, you touch..."

He pulled Jack's hand and touched his chest muscle.

Drunk is a little bad, there is no interaction, unhappy!!

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There is a small theater today, hahahaha.

Jack: it's hard to pretend to be drunk. There's a problem. Should I wake up and remind my boyfriend that the recorder is still on!