Inner thigh?

I beg your pardon? The wind is too strong for me to hear clearly?

Jack looked at Mu yuan sideways, and Mu yuan blinked vaguely. Jack couldn't help thinking of some confused stories that happened on the inner side of his thigh in the dead of night. He vaguely felt that his skin was a little hot, like someone gently licked it, wet, warm, and gradually hot.

Jack felt that he was going to be driven crazy by Mu yuan.

"Ah, you're hard."

"Shut up!"

Jack turned around, took a deep breath, and tried to press the heat and scalding in his heart. Those memories had been pressed in the deepest place, suppressed by his force, but were naughtily uncovered, like opening Pandora's magic box. Everything became confused and evil. Mu yuan left countless kisses on the inside of his thigh, and he also fell countless kisses on the inside of Mu yuan's thigh.

If you print each other's names

Jack swallowed his saliva. As soon as he thought of Mu yuan's inner thigh with his name printed on it, he thought... This is a very crazy thing, crazy and exciting.

Those hot and dry feelings, but how can not escape.

Even breathing is burning.

Mu yuan looked down at Jack's ears slowly red and dripping blood. He wished his neck could stretch and stretch freely for one meter. He leaned over and kissed his ears and retracted.

"Go or not, I want to go."

That's what couples in love often do. Tattooing each other's names on their bodies, or a certain mark, is biting romance.

It must be a wonderful thing.

Neither he nor Jack has done it.

Only each other can see such a private place.

This surge of crazy possessiveness swept Mu yuan. Originally, it was just to tease jack, but now it really became obsession, "go or not, if you don't go, it means you don't love me at all."

"Nonsense."

"Yes, I'm just messing around."

People who are favored are always confident.

Never worried that Jack would be really angry, but also knew that he had everything when he was spoiled.

This man has the hardest and coldest heart in the world, but he is obedient to him.

Jack first let go of Mu yuan, walked to the side, took another batch of horses, rolled on the horse, and rode to Mu yuan, "do you really want to have a tattoo?"

"Yes!" Mu yuan nodded and broke up, leaving a souvenir.

"Run a few laps with me first."

"Do you promise?"

Jack had run with his horse under his arm. Mu yuan curled his mouth and ran up, catching up. Jack's riding posture was textbook level, correct and good-looking. The horse was also particularly stable. Mu yuan couldn't catch up, but it wasn't far away. The two ran frantically for more than a dozen rounds along the racecourse. Mu yuan felt a little uncomfortable running, so they stopped.

He hasn't ridden a horse for a long time.

Jack saw that after Mu yuan stopped, he ran for several rounds, and then slowly stopped. Mu yuan wanted to get a tattoo, but it was not impossible. To be honest, he was also reminded by Mu yuan.

Tattooing is nothing.

Jack got off the horse, and Mu yuan got off the horse long ago. He leaned against the railing, stretched his legs obliquely, and was drinking water with his head up. The sun fell on him like a layer of golden light.

He smiled and waved to Jack. Jack strode over, grabbed his water bottle and threw it aside, kissing his lips.

Mu yuan was a little unprepared. He didn't expect him to kiss without saying a word. He held his neck with his backhand, put one hand on his waist, and suddenly pulled it towards himself. Mu yuan deepened the kiss.

The two men kissed each other wantonly in the wide racecourse, and the two horses played by the side. The sound of water stains brought by kissing was ambiguous and exciting, which reminded them of those more crazy affairs.

The winery was booked today, and there was no one. Except for the staff in the distance, it was nothing for two big men to kiss in the winery. The staff had long seen that this was a pair. They could not hide their eyes when looking at each other. They were appreciating each other recklessly where no one knew them.

Jack touched his forehead slightly and closed his eyes. "OK, let's get a tattoo."