Ni Jiu (Intoxicated)

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– Two years later –

Lian Jue has just taken a shower his hair has not been completely dried. His bathrobe is open and his sturdy chest is stained with cool moisture.
He sat lazily on the head of the bed stroking Shen Tingwei’s dark and soft hair. His extremely restrained voice was a little hoarse: “Dear, go deeper.”

An inch of thread, the elbow resting on the sheet was worn red. The mouth with something in inside it hesitated to answer.

In fact, it was already difficult for Shen Tingwei to hold Lian Jue’s thick p*nis. His rosy lips were fully opened. The corners of his lips were stained with sparkling fluid but he still complied with Lian Jue’s request and buried his head. He swallowed the fully erect cock between the crotch even deeper.

Lian Jue’s breathing became heavier as he worked harder, inserting his fingers into his hair and pressing his head down uncontrollably.
When Lian Jue’s wet glands crushed his slippery tongue and squeezed into the narrow throat, the front end secreted a touch of saltiness and rushed into his throat causing Shen Tingwei’s throat to tighten uncomfortably.
His throat moved, the damp and hot narrow channel wrapped tightly around Lian Jue’s glands. Lian Jue raised his head, panted heavily, took his hand away from his head and felt the top of his throat along Shen Tingwei’s jawline. The inconspicuous protrusion. His low voice with a chuckle asked him if he could bear it.
Shen Tingwei lifted his wet eyes and looked at Lian Jue pitifully then was pulled up by Lian Jue.
Perhaps the mouth was sore. The body fluid in the mouth didn’t have time to swallow. The tongue that was pushed in by Lian Jue trickled down the corner of the lips. His fingers dipped in the slippery liquid caressed his smooth back and reached under Shen Tingwei.
The rich sweet wine fragrance in the room was mixed with a touch of fishy taint.
Shen Tingwei’s physique was special and did not require too meticulous and time-consuming expansion. Lian Jue’s slightly protruding joints ran over the soft and hot inner wall. The raised fingers pressed Shen Tingwei’s wet acupoints lightly and not too hard. The slippery and hot intestinal juice dripped down on Lian Jue’s fingers.
Shen Tingwei cling to his shoulders. His chest rose and fell slightly with his movements. He could not restrain a slight hum from his nose.
Lian Jue kissed his thin and firm chest and held the nipples that stood erect in front of his chest. His hot breath burned his chest a crimson. Shen Tingwei’s eyelashes trembled gently. His lips were slightly different and he couldn’t bear it. While panting: “I want to…”
Lian Jue raised his eyes and ran his fingers across his thighs: “What do you want?”
Shen Tingwei blushed, wrapped around his neck and buried his hot face in Lian Jue’s crevice. On the shoulders, he muttered: “I have to do…”
Lian Jue patted his buttocks and stared at his red ears: “Sit up by yourself.”
Shen Tingwei’s white legs crossed Lian Jue’s thighs. He turned around and wanted to get the unopened condom on the bedside table but was stopped by Lian Jue and brought back to his leg.
Shen Tingwei didn’t think he had to do it like last time before he thought about wearing a condom. He pushed him a little with a scared expression his eyes were a little red but he was in estrus, he had no strength in his hands. It was also soft and he whispered: “Condom…”
Lian Jue’s arms wrapped around Shen Tingwei’s buttocks, bowed his head and kissed the light red scar that faded away on his abdomen.
The warm and soft lips brought a tingling itch on Shen Tingwei’s lower abdomen. Shen Tingwei raised his hand to block it embarrassingly not allowing him to kiss the ugly scar: “It’s ugly.”
Lian Jue said slowly, ” It’s not ugly.” He grabbed his fingers and bit his it lightly.
Lian Jue said something vaguely with his fingertips.
Shen Tingwei could hear clearly. His body froze slightly. The hazy mist in his slightly widened eyes dissipated a little and he asked dumbly: “…Ah? When did you go?”
Lian Jue pressed his waist slowly crushed himself into Shen Tingwei’s body. Because Shen Tingwei couldn’t relax, the astringent soft flesh tightly wrapped his genitals forcing him to enter lighter and slower.
“Last month.” Lian Jue suppressed his urge to go straight into the depths and said in a hoarse voice, “I don’t want to wear a condom.”
[UPLOADER’S NOTE:
“If you haven’t catch up, Lian Jue just had a vasectomy.”]

It was wet and soft. His palms stroked the back of Shen Tingwei’s neck and pressed it towards him with a dark and rich emotion in his eyes: “Bow your head.”
Shen Tingwei hugged his neck tightly, his heart felt unbelievably soft. He lowered his eyes, lightly pecked Lian Jue’s lips and chin. He called out in a low and soft voice that Lian Jue liked to hear it: “Husband.”

“Hmm.”
…
-After the event –
Lian Jue wiped the sweat off Shen Tingwei’s forehead then gently rubbed the uneven skin on the back of Shen Tingwei’s neck. He raised his hand to turn on the light, checked the back of Shen Tingwei’s neck and there were several deep tooth marks stacked on top of each other. He asked Shen Tingwei, “Does the bite hurt?”
Before he could stretch out, he closed his eyes and shook his head, saying, “It doesn’t hurt.”
“Is it in the genital cavity just now?” Lian Jue’s hand gently pressed his smooth belly, slowed down his voice and asked persistently, “Is it marked?”

“…” Shen Tingwei widened his eyes and looked at him. Shen Tingwei hesitantly persuaded, “Forget it. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t have to be marked to relieve it.”
Lian Jue frowned slightly and was silent for a moment, before taking Shen Tingwei into his arms: ” Should we try again?”

Shen Tingwei’s eyelashes trembled. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover the aching glands in the back of his neck and whispered to Lian Jue to discuss: “…Then, can you also stop biting my neck this time? ”
…
– One year after the story line-
Dr. Liu, who was doing psychological intervention for Lian Jue was revoked. His qualification certificates were confiscated after he repeatedly to disclose the patient’s privacy.