Chapter 62: Half-Blood Brother (24)

Su Bai tried his best to restrain himself, and finally said in a low voice for a long time: "I'll sleep later." โ€

Then, without waiting for Como to answer, he left the room, and the sound of the shower came from outside the door of the room, which was not very soundproofed.

Como paused in making the bed, puzzled, why did this guy go to the shower again?

Thinking that the cold shower was enough to suppress this evil thought, Su Bai rubbed Ke Mo to sleep without any worries.

However, sleeping until two or three o'clock in the evening, Su Bai didn't know that Ke Mo was awakened by his unconscious rubbing.

"Brother......" The confused dream came from the neck socket.

Ke Mo opened his eyes sleepily, turned his head to look, and realized that Su Bai, who was hugging him, was a little weird.

The young man's hot hand sank deep into his pajamas, covering his waist, rubbing against him slightly, and the hot hard object was against his side.

Realizing what it was, there was no sleepiness in Como's eyes.

But Su Bai's burning fingers began to stroke on him.

His fingertips swept over his navel and crushed him, bringing up a stimulating current, and Como curled up uncontrollably, and immediately raised his hand to hold it.

Su Bai was relieved for a few seconds because of this press, but the restless rubbing under him was still there, and Ke Mo was embarrassed and tried to withdraw, but he was suddenly held down by the dissatisfied people who could not be soothed.

The hot boy was still in a dream, and after turning over to restrain him, he lifted his pajamas to his collarbone with his hands, revealing his silky waist, abdomen and chest.

His legs were also pushed open dissatisfiedly, and his movements were so smooth that if it weren't for Ke Mo's determination that Su Bai was still asleep, he would have thought that he did it on purpose.

Finally resisting Su Bai, Ke Mo restrained his hand on his chest with force.

Is puberty coming? His brow twitched silently.

But Su Bai, who was groping and licking his earlobe, muttered something that completely broke his conjecture: "Brother, give me ......"

In the darkness where the needle could be heard, Como, who heard these words clearly, shook his heart violently.

Su Bai?

"Brother......" Su Bai didn't get a response, he was so hard that it hurt, and he was subconsciously soft and coquettish.

A low and aggrieved dream overflowed from his lips: "I want to you...... Brother, brother...... I like you......"

Ke Mo forgot to even move for a while, and after being pressed under his body by Su Bai in his sleep for a few seconds, he pushed the person away with a cold expression, and the world was spinning at that moment, making him stunned, and he didn't know what mood to face it.

Finally Commo went to the living room, where he sat in the dark for a long time, and only when his mind calmed down did he lie down on the small sofa.

Following.

The first to discover that Commo was sleeping in the living room was his mother.

When he woke up, breakfast was ready, and the woman asked casually, "Why didn't you sleep with Xiaobai?" โ€

Ke Mo lowered his eyes, rubbed the back of his slightly sour neck, and said lightly: "It's too hot." โ€

"Mom, I'll sleep in the living room after that, just make the bed and quilt."

When Su Bai rubbed his sleepy eyes and came out, what he heard was Ke Mo's alienated and indifferent request, and he froze.

Walking to Ke Mo's side, Su Bai pursed his lips and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?" โ€

Seeing the young man's ignorant and dependent eyes, Ke Mo shook his head and walked towards the bathroom as usual, "It's nothing." โ€

The palms of his hands were clenched unconsciously.

It was this ignorant appearance that gave him the illusion that Su Bai was still young, and he didn't even notice when he took the wrong path and had desires for himself.

What's moreโ€”Commo washes his face quietly, washing away the sleepiness of not sleeping peacefully, and he still likes to be dusty.

Although liking doesn't mean anything, the person he likes is not a necessity for him.

But I like this mood, I have had once; If you like it, you have one, it's enough.