A Walk-on Actor Who Wants to Be A Baker

Lu Yanzhou seems to be in a good mood after Fang Qiao praised him. Not only did Fang Joe have dinner, but also personally sent Fang Qiao back home. This treatment inevitably made Fang Qiao somewhat flattered.

Lu Yanzhou stood in the downstairs and looked at the apartment. Although it was well maintained, it was also seen for some years. Before, he only knew that the company had arranged accommodation for some small artists who had just debuted, and did not come there personally.

This first field trip strongly inspired Lu’s curiosity. In the spirit of caring for employees, he waited for Fang Qiao’s invitation to step forward.

Fang Qiao entered the elevator behind Lu Yanzhou, feeling that he was like a visitor.

"How many floors do you live?" Lu Yanzhou's hand reached the elevator button.

"Tenth floor." Fang Qiao looked at the slender fingers pressed down the floor, and then he suddenly asked: "Lu always wants to sit in my house?"

Lu Yanzhou raised his mouth and smiled less seriously: "Well, do it later."

Fang Qiao lived in a traditional two-bedroom, one-bedroom, small area, but packed up neatly.

Lu Yanzhou put his hands in his pockets, and he really put out a look at the work of his subordinates, from the toilet to the kitchen.

When it was his turn to stay in the master bedroom, Lu Yanzhou asked: "Is this your room?"

"Well... eh?" Fang Qiao, who accompanied the leader, suddenly remembered something and quickly rushed from the side and slammed the door shut.

Before shutting down, I specifically locked it from the inside.

Fang Qiao scared a cold sweat, if Lu Yanzhou found himself using his magazine on the bed to play the plane, I don't know what to think.

Lu Yanzhou frowned and asked: "Is there anything that can't be seen inside?"

Fang Qiao Hu Wei: "Inflatable doll."

Lu Yanzhou: "..."

After the inspection, Lu Yanzhou sat down on the sofa. Obviously, he did not intend to leave. Fang Qiao had to ask: "What do you want to drink? Coffee, green tea or..."

"Give me a cup of tea."

Since the last night of sneezing, Lu Yanzhou has noticed that he has stepped into middle-aged immunity and began to pay attention to health.

Fang Qiao did not know this reason, carrying Lu Yanzhou secretly on Baidu search search results, one of them wrote "protection of the reproductive system", suddenly.

Let you support so many small feelings, you can't see thirty.

Lu Yanzhou didn't know that he was already in the hearts of some people. He just looked at Fang Qiao's buttocks and rummaged through the cabinets. He suddenly remembered the words that Ye Ran said this afternoon, so he relayed it to Fang Qiao: "Ye Ran said You look young."

Fang Qiao finally found a bag of unopened cockroaches in the refrigerator. Hearing this, he raised his head and said: "Is Ye Yingdi still remember me?"

"Yeah. Do you like him very much?"

Fang Qiao said in the kitchen: "Who wouldn't like Ye Yingdi? People are good, their acting skills are great, and they are especially low-key."

Lu Yanzhou mouth hard: "I don't like it."

Fang Qiao had no words to blurt out: "I don't like to fall in love with him."

Lu Yanzhou’s face sank.

Fang Qiao did not notice that the danger was close behind him. He still said there: "You shouldn’t be stunned by Ye Yingdi? So hey..."

The words have not been finished, and the buttocks have been squeezed.

Fang Qiao was shocked and turned to face Lu Yanzhou.

"Is it too long to pack you up?" Lu Yanzhou asked dumbly.

Fang Qiao snorted and sighed, thinking that it was really, this time was not touched by Lu Yanzhou, the body is indeed a little hungry, just the pinch on the **** actually made him feel very much.

A few days ago, I didn’t have enough food and clothing, or I was comfortable with Lu Yanzhou. Although this person has already reached the point of drinking kidney, but the dead camel is not bigger than Ma.

With this in mind, Fang Qiao took the initiative to surround Lu Yanzhou’s neck and posted it on him: “Lu Zong... Go to bed.”

"Hey, it’s quite a wave." Lu Yanzhou lifted his buttocks and let his legs ring on his waist.

Fang Qiao's whole person hangs on Lu Yanzhou's body and walks toward the bedroom. The lower body of both of them is hardened in the friction, and they are launched at the touch of a button.

The bedroom door was closed, and Lu Yanzhou vacated a hand and screwed the doorknob: "...the door was locked by you."

Fang Qiao: "...I don't have a key."

"Go to the next room?"

"There is no bed next door."

"..." Lu Yanzhou had to work hard to hold Fang Joe back to the sofa, pressed the person under his pants, and began to familiarize himself with the tall and tall Joe.

Fang Qiao is sore and cool, and can't stop in his mouth: "What should I do if I am pinched?"

"You don't need it anyway." That being said, Lu Yanzhou's hand movements are still lighter.

"That's not going to be a woman," Fang said.

"Women?" Lu Yanzhou laughed. "Is the little buttocks blossomed by me? Can I still have a wife?"

"That must be passed down from generation to generation."

"Who is the generation of a son who is an orphan?"

"I... I can't be my ancestors!"

"Where you are, my ancestors, my ancestors gave me a slap." Lu Yanzhou said that he released the long-awaited rough sturdy device and stepped forward toward Fang Qiao's mouth.

At that moment, Fang Qiao had only one thought in his heart: Who is it special to say that Lu Yanzhou needs kidney?

Lu Yanzhou smashed in Fang Qiao's body. Fang Qiao's body was too soft. He could only climb hard to support Lu Yanzhou's delicate body. When he was dizzy, he felt that the man who forced him in and out was not the same as usual. There is a kind of **** that can't be said.

The brain temporarily lost the ability to think, and the ghost made it worse. Fang Qiao put his lips on Lu Yanzhou.

Lu Yanzhou subconsciously wants to push away, but when he touches Fang Qiao's eyes because of his emotions, he is so soft that he knows how to soften it. He holds Fang Qiao's head and kisses him, and his tongue **** into the entrance until he sucks. It’s going to be too breathless to let go.

Fang Qiao surrendered several times in the upper and lower sniper. Before he passed out, he couldn't help but feel a sigh: Lu Yanzhou's kiss technique is really good.