even when Ji Naitang pretended to be simple before, he never restrained himself in love affairs. He always took the initiative. Now he doesn't need to disguise, so he is more unscrupulous.
After the kiss, Ji Naitang hooked his finger on Cen Muqi's tie and took people to the cabin. The beds inside were all paved, which was very intimate.
"Cen Muqi." He straddled on Cen Muqi's waist and asked, "how many little brothers have you bought this yacht to play with?"
"In front of me, this little brother surnamed Ji is the first."
"And the last one?"
"That would be hard."
"Oh?" Ji Naitang glared at each other: "who are you going to let be the second one?"
CEN Muqi sighed: "either Yao or Zhuo."
Ji Naitang chuckled. Yao Yuanjing and Zhuo Xiaolin must have known that Cen Muqi had a private yacht here, and they would definitely come to play at that time, so they really couldn't refuse.
"Ji's little brother ~" Cen Muqi's voice was soft and wriggly. Ji Naitang asked fiercely, "why?"
"Hard."
Ji Naitang bowed his head and kissed him. Then he picked up his clothes and complained: "why don't you help me take off my clothes?"
CEN Muqi smile quite should beat: "I like to see you take off by yourself."
"Don't move when you're done."
"Can't I satisfy you?"
Ji Naitang thought for a while, and then shook his head with no backbone: "that's not enough. You'd better move. Cen's little brother needs three times before dinner."
"Ji's little brother is not greedy at all."
"That must not be greedy, because 30 times is premature ejaculation, have to go to receive treatment, my little brother is so good, can't shoot in seconds."
CEN Muqi on his waist tight hand, said: "don't eat dinner, I directly feed you."
In the hotel room, Yao Yuanjing was much more comfortable after sleeping, and ate the seafood porridge brought back by Zhuo Xiaoyun with a satisfied face.
Zhuo Xiaolin went to the living room to have a look, and then returned to the room, wondering: "Ji Naitang and Cen always don't know where they went, and they haven't come back yet."
"I guess it's getting hot somewhere."
"Fight? What? Beach volleyball
Yao Yuanjing gave him a look of his own experience, and Zhuo Xiaoyun understood the meaning of "fighting" after a while, wondering where the two men had gone to fight in the field?
Then he carefully observed Yao Yuanjing's expression. He saw that he looked normal and praised some seafood porridge. He couldn't see any sadness.
"Mr. Yao, are you trying to smile?"
"What is it?"
"Just Ji Naitang and Cen are always like this. Aren't you sad? "
"Why should I be sad? Are you sad? They didn't let you go to see the scene, you can still be burning? Imagination is rich, young man. "
Zhuo Xiaozhen said, "I'm sorry, but I'm not sure." I always think it's difficult to get to the same channel with Mr. Yao.
"I mean, isn't it sad to see someone you like to be nice to others?"
Yao Yuanjing looked at Zhuo Xiaolin and then said clearly, "I understand."
Seeing that he finally understood, Zhuo wanted to continue to ask, but he said, "so do you like Cen Muqi or Ji Naitang? How can you be so upset? To like them is doomed to be impossible, and die as soon as possible. "
Zhuo Xiaoxuan felt tired and didn't bother to talk about this topic. He felt that he was probably stupid to think that Yao Yuanjing liked Ji Naitang. As far as Yao's IQ is concerned, he probably doesn't know how to like people.