Number One Zombie Wife

Zhan Beitian walked to the closet: "Come here, change my clothes."

Change clothes?

Mu Yifan turned his head back, his eyes moved from Zhan Beitian's face to the lower body only around the bath towel, and he swallowed drunkly.

Although you can't eat tonight, it's okay to feast on your eyes.

Mu Yifan walked quickly, staring intently at the towel, but he didn't take any action.

Zhan Beitian looked at him without drooling, and his black eyes burst into a smile: "Not yet."

"Oh." Mu Yifan quickly stretched out his hand, and when he hit the towel, his hand trembled with excitement.

Zhan Beitian's smile grew deeper and deeper: "After taking off my bath towel, you will be responsible to me to the end."

Mu Yifan nodded quickly.

"And you can't regret it later."

Zhan Beitian's voice suddenly became a little hoarse.

Mu Yifan said without thinking, "How can I regret it."

He could not wait to be responsible for this person all his life, even if he died, he would die together.

As soon as Mu Yifan's words fell, he saw that a white bath towel was set up by a living tent inside a small tent.

He couldn't help widening his eyes, and the hand touching the towel became more trembling with more excitement.

Zhan Beitian's eyes were getting hotter and hoarse, "You're not ready to take it off yet."

Mu Yifan wanted to tear off the bath towel quickly, but, fearing that he was over-excited and dying of blood, he had to tear the bath towel apart little by little.

The moment he saw Xiao Beitian standing upright, he was suddenly pushed back by Zhan Beitian, his footwork was unstable. He fell on the bed behind him, followed closely, and a strong figure came over him, pressing him under him.

Zhan Beitian kissed Mu Yifan's ear frantically, and put out the tip of his tongue to tease in his ear vortex. At the same time, he rudely pulled off Mu Yifan's pants.

Mu Yifan was suddenly stupid: "You, aren't you going to accompany your grandpa?"

Zhan Beitian gasped, "Go back when you're done."

He lifted Mu Yifan's clothes up, and soon, he took off the other party with only a pair of gloves.

Just when he wanted to take it off, Mu Yifan quickly said, "Don't take it off."

Zhan Beitian stopped, raised his head, and looked at him seriously: "I believe you will not scratch me."

Mu Yifan is still worried: "I ..."

Zhan Beitian interrupted him: "Don't you want to touch me more with your hands?"

"How could I not want TMD? I can't wait to touch your body up and down tens of thousands of times."

Zhan Beitian smiled, and quickly took off his gloves.

When Mu Yifan touched Bei Beitian's skin, he hugged each other excitedly and kissed each other fiercely.

They are like wild horses that have lost their candor, can't wait to be one with each other, keep kissing each other's face and touch each other's body.

Of course, when he touched each other's lips, he stopped suddenly.

Because they can't kiss each other upset.

What Zhan Beitian thought of, immediately took out from the space the electrostatic tape Xiang Guo used for his fun to seal Mu Yifan's mouth, and then kissed **** his lips.

Without this level of scruples, the movements of the two men became even more crazy, leaving the naked bodies tightly intertwined.

In just a few minutes, the entire room was full of gasping and moaning, like a symphony, floating in the room for a long time.

Chapter 169 He Is My Lover

Two hours later, the two men in the bed were still fighting fiercely, their limbs were tightly intertwined, they were madly galloping, and they were getting hoarse, and getting faster and faster. At last, they hummed happily. , Finally release all the desires of the body.

Mu Yifan was lying on the bed contentedly, as if he was tired, he didn't want to move anymore, but his heart was sweet and sweet. He was able to have **** with his favorite person, and to be one, it was really a very happy and happy thing.

If he didn't hurt too much, he would like to do it again.

Speaking of which, if it was put a few months ago, he would not believe that he was being crushed by a man and had **** with a man if he was killed, and that it would not be satisfying after asking again and again.

Zhan Beitian lay on Mu Yifan's back, kissed Xuebai's neck, and asked dumbly, "Does it hurt below?"

"Lao Tzu is a zombie. He has a strong healing power. How could it hurt? By the way, where did your lubricant come from? Did you ..."

Zhan Beitian interrupted his cranky thoughts: "You lost the lubricant in Wutong County and brought it back to me and gave it to me."

"Why didn't he say that it kept me thinking about this?" Mu Yifan looked depressed, then saw the condom used in the trash, and worried: "Are you sure it won't be contagious?"

There are nearly ten condoms in it, of course, half of them are his. He was afraid that his shots would dirty the quilt, so he also brought the condoms to prevent the **** from being ejected and infected with Zhan Beitian.

Zhan Beitian chuckled: "I have done so many times, and now I only ask this, is it too late?"

Mu Yifan tightened his eyebrows: "I'm really worried that I will take care of the moment and spread the virus to you."

Zhan Beitian kissed in the back of his ear and said, "Don't worry, I won't be so vulnerable."

Mu Yifan thought that after Zhan Beitian was done, he could take a bath and disinfect in the Lingquan of the space, so he was not so worried.

Then, thinking of something, he shouted, "Oops."

"What's wrong?" Zhan Beitian looked at him.

Mu Yifan quickly turned around and said, "Aren't you saying you're going to chat with your grandpa? It's been more than two hours now. Your grandpa must be very angry."