Fucked with the Owner of the Motorcycle Repair Shop

——Copywriting of this article: After waking up in a strange bed and reading the memories in his mind, Ji Xing calmly accepted the reality of traveling through a strange world, eating, sleeping, and running a B&B tavern. The B&B is located in Xianzhi City, the most famous flower city in Blue Star that is closest to the sky. An endless stream of people come here to play, stay, do business... Or save themselves. That day, Ji Xing added fruits to his home-brewed liquor and boiled it. When the doorbell rang, he heard a deep and magnetic voice - "Wine a glass of wine with any alcohol content." Raising his eyes, Ji Xing pushed a cup of wine in front of him and smiled softly: "Home-brewed wine, no alcohol." But the evening breeze in Xianzhi City is 56 degrees. * Later, the B&B Bistro gained a regular customer—Zhuang Lu. Zhuang Lv opened a motorcycle repair shop in a tourist city next to the B&B Bistro. There was always little business, but he had several cool motorcycles. Every day, tourists took pictures of the motorcycles in front of his shop. He was bustling with tourists. Sometimes when he was annoyed by the noise, he would always go to the B&B Bistro to hide away for peace and quiet. I want to have a cup of fruit wine without alcohol content, and spend the whole day sipping it while staring at the travel notes. After getting along for a long time, the two became casual, but Ji Xing forgot that he could read other people's minds by touching their skin. [How about forget it... Don't bully him...] This is what Ji Xing read when he accidentally touched Zhuang Lu's scar-covered arm. When he turned around, he stared at him with a heavy gaze. * As we all know, a truly drunk man cannot carry a gun, but a man who can have sex after drinking is very conscious. So when he and Zhuang Lu woke up in the same bed, they saw their clothes scattered all over the floor from the door, and his waist was very sore. Ji Xing smiled softly and asked Zhuang Lu who had just sat up. "Is your waist okay? Did I let you enjoy yourself last night?" Zhuang Lu's hesitant and fierce eyes froze, and he looked up at him in shock. The warm skin touched each other, and Ji Xing read his heart—— [He doesn't want to pretend that nothing happened! ? ] Ji Xing looked at him with a smile, his gentle eyes filled with almost crazy possessiveness. A bed and breakfast tavern owner with the ability to read minds x a veteran with PTSD *Taking a bite and attacking each other! *The post-traumatic stress disorder in the article is only for writing needs, and has nothing to do with the actual disease and has nothing to do with the actual symptoms. Please do not substitute it, respect and pray! ——"Farmer" Attack each other for early harvest (=v=) ——Copywriting: Chu Min suspected that he was a spirit made of some kind of monster. Even if he traveled to the future world, he would still have the physique of a monster—— But he wanted to live a good life, so he inherited a hundred-acre farm, planted it full of fruit trees and vegetables, and raised chickens, ducks, geese, cattle, sheep, and pigs. I couldn't sleep that night, so I squatted alone on the pebble beach roasting chicken. A man jumped out of a dilapidated truck on the roadside and walked to the river. "Hey." Chu Min called him: "The river is too shallow, you can't die if you jump in." "Director Chu." The man turned around, his voice low and magnetic: "Can I have half of your roast chicken?" "..." In one sentence, half a roast chicken was put in. * There are many fruit trees on the farm. Every time He Yue delivers fertilizer and feed to the farm, he will stay on the farm to pick fruits to eat. He stays there until evening and grills Chu Min a fruit chicken. On this day, they were squatting under the starry sky eating chicken, and Chu Min's greasy hand accidentally touched He Yue's wrist - he raised his eyes in shock. He Yue's dark eyes fell on him, and he said seriously: "Fifty hundred dollars." "... I suggest you go to the hospital." Chu Min was silent for a while and gave advice. But I heard He Yue whisper coldly: "The hospital can't save me." "It's not impotence and premature ejaculation... I'll save you." * Later, Chu Min gave him an injection and warned him not to touch comfrey after drinking the medicine. However, he did not expect that the ingredient comfrey was added to the drink—— That night, He Yue obsessively kissed Chu Min's skin inch by inch, occasionally leaving teeth marks. Sweat swayed and slid down along the muscle texture of his waist and abdomen. Chu Min put a pillow under his lower back, and the blue veins on his forehead were prominent: "Keep what I gave you, don't let it out, He Yue!" He Yue gasped: "... Mine will also remain in your body." Save it, you little bastard, and tell him not to touch Lithospermum spp. Now that's all, he can only sacrifice himself! * Small theater—— In the middle of winter in the twelfth lunar month, the room and bed covered with cashmere carpets were warm and soft. Under the quilt, He Yue tightened his grip on Chu Min's waist, making a muffled "pop" sound and said in a hoarse voice: "Lift your buttocks." Chu Min sighed and sighed: "He Yue, I just sh..." Before they finished speaking, the two people's voices were gradually drowned in the wind and snow blowing outside the house, and the house was boiling and crazy. 2025.10.26 Intention: Life is like an adverse journey, and I am also a traveler