Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Plates of cooked and steamed fish and shrimp were served, and Lin told everyone how to eat them.

When eating fish, you must be careful. You should pick out the fish bones. The way to eat river shrimp is to remove the shell, head and thread of shrimp, and eat the white meat inside.

Lin Jinan sent a fish to everyone in the tribe, and he gained a lot of good feeling.

Fang Qingyue was pulled by everyone and danced around the bonfire.

Lin Jinan was drinking peach blossom wine, and his sight was firmly nailed to him.

The degree of peach blossom wine is very small, no matter how much you drink, you will not be intoxicated.

Lin Jinan's face was reddened by the burning fire.

It's not wine, it's people.

Fang Qingyue reached out his hand to the youth in the sound of coax, "jump together."

Lin Jinan was lazy and failed. He stood up from the ground with the strength of a man's arm.

Welcome dance in the tribe, with the heart, as long as you follow the rhythm, you can dance as you like.

Lin Jinan was holding hands with a man and was sweating.

He had a good time, and the welcome ceremony lasted until about ten o'clock in the evening.

"Abu, who are you looking for?" Latu squeezed out of the crowd. He and Abu are now good friends.

"Latu, have you seen ginan and, with his partner?" Abu looked around, fearing that they would be lost because they were not familiar with the terrain of the tribe.

"Companion?" Latu was lost because of his words.

"It's the beautiful man in white. They're a couple." Abramovich explained, and as he said that, he began to push Latu aside.

Latu, who was left behind, widened his eyes. He and Abu responded the same way.

Lin Jinan has been pulling the man forward. I don't know where he is now after turning a few corners.

Fang Qingyue asked him to pull it. The moon was bright tonight, and there was no trace of cloud in the sky. The pale moonlight sprinkled on the ground, illuminating the road under their feet for them.

"Don't you ask why I brought you here?" Lin Jinan stopped, pulled the man to the stone and sat down with his attentive eyes on his face.

Fang Qingyue shook his head and said, "don't ask."

He is very confident that anything young people do will not hurt him.

Young people, with the aroma of peach blossom wine.

Fang Qingyue raised her hand and touched his face, "it's very hot."

That touch, turned into a caress, the man warm big palm holding his face, caressing each place carefully.

"I want to kiss you." Lin Jinan tilts his head, grabs the man's finger and puts it on his lips.

Just eat fish, put a lot of pepper, his mouth was hot red, and some swelling.

After being licked by the tongue, it was suffused with light water.

He firmly believed that he must be delicious in Fang Qingyue's eyes.

The man reached through the young man's waist and held him up.

Two breath, entangled with each other. Lin Ji Nan's lips rubbed against the man's face, and he heard a sweet smell.

Fang Qingyue noticed a moist touch on her cheek.

"What are you doing?" Fang Qingyue leaned back and opened a distance with the youth.

He's using his tongue, licking his face

"Face eating, of course." Lin Jinan draws inferences from one instance. He pulls up the man's hand and nibbles at one of his fingers.

"Mr. Lin, I know this. It's called eating hands!" The system has learned how to answer in a rush, and thanks to the host, it has learned a lot of practical skills to tease Chinese.

Someone was peeping, but he didn't mean to.

Abramovich watched the two kiss, swallowing hard.

Between men, it is so fierce