Thus, that night, when the time was right, Han Ye slowly slipped his hand inside Bai Shijue's night robe and whispered, "Bai Gege, I want it now…."
Bai Shijue opened his eyes when he felt Han Shun's cold touch.
At first, he hated the cold touch of Han Shun's hand. He found it weird too, but he tried to rationalize it because Han Shun's root was ice and water, so it was natural for him to have cold touch.
But after spending so much time being intimate with Han Shun, he started to get used to the coldness.
In fact, Han Shun's cold touch balanced Bai Shijue's naturally warm body, making it very comfortable for both of them when they embraced each other.
"Bai Gege…"
Bai Shijue's cheeks reddened when he heard Han Shun's voice gently whispering in his ear.
He also felt Han Shun's big cock rubbing against his butt while his hand started exploring Bai Shijue's body.
Bai Shijue kept his silence until Han Shun pinched his nipple;
