[Marriage first, love later - super sweet!
"Ah..." Ling Boyi opened his eyes. The warm yellow light made it difficult to distinguish between reality and dreams.
With this numbing feeling, it seems that he has reached the age of having erotic dreams...
Since it is a dream, he is not polite.
Ling Boyi pulled off the bath towel from the man's waist.
"So anxious?" Fu Sirong grabbed the hand that was groping at his lower back, pulled it over and put it on his face.
Ling Boyi's fingertips touched an uneven scar, like a centipede.
Fu Silong asked softly: "Do you mind if I look so ugly?"
Ling Boyi whispered: "It's cool, you must be a man with a story."
"Do you want to hear it?"
"Well... I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid I'll wake up after the story is finished. It's a spring dream... I don't want to hear the story. Let's do something that should be done in a spring dream..."
Ling Baiyi's tone was quite coaxing and deceiving. He didn't want to miss this painless experience opportunity.
It didn't take long for Ling Baiyi to completely lose his ability to think, and he was completely led into the wonderful part of his dream.
But why does it hurt?
It's unscientific. Isn't he dreaming?
Ling Boyi woke up from the pain. He lay on the bed and wanted to look back but was pressed down by the man.
The size difference between the two meant that Ling Boyi's head was not higher than his shoulders, so he couldn't see his face even if he turned around.
"This is not..."
This is not a dream!
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The next day, Ling Boyi had a flash wedding, "You... Look familiar, have we met before?"
"I've seen it and slept with it."
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