Qie Ranzhe noticed his lover's perplexed expression and explained, "I read up on it. If I don't do this you will get hurt," with his finger coated in a thick slippery fluid.
Wen Qinxi didn't think anything of it, brushing it off as a thing of this world. Please, don't blame this nerd. He knew what lubricant was but he just didn't think they need it based on his experience in the second world. Things seemed to glide and slide naturally so he thought that was the norm.
"What the fuck," he yelled as a finger suddenly slid into his chrysanthemum that immediately clenched tightly swallowing that intrusive object.
Qie Ranzhe was already painfully hard so he restrained Feng Zi and said, "Baby be good and relax..... I promise I will make you feel good." Wen Qinxi closed his eyes and tried to relax. His chrysanthemum naturally opened up and Qie Ranzhe's finger moved in and out intensifying the itchy feeling.
