The wild and lustful social animal will act coquettishly, and the ferocious boss will have his soul

Cheng Ze endured it for about two minutes more, and the fingertips at his side curled up in unbearable pain.

Until a certain moment when I heard Song Xiaolou's breathing, I couldn't bear it anymore.

Finally took action!

He moved closer to Song Xiaolou's face, and his eyes fell on the colorful game page.

"....The other side is stealing a dragon."

"Huh? Really."

Song Xiaolou became nervous for a moment and clicked on the coordinates for his teammates to take a look.

Cheng Ze's eyes slowly moved from the tablet screen to Song Xiaolou's fingertips.

He glanced over his wrist and saw the profile of his face very close to his eyes. The earlobes were very white, and the auricles were also white and pink.

After repeatedly restraining himself, he turned his head and pressed a soft kiss on the skin just below Song Xiaolou's earlobe.

"Yeah."

Cheng Ze was stunned. He was already very light, so why was there still a sound?

"?!" Song Xiaolou's eyes were dull, and he subconsciously shrank his neck to look at him.

The kiss on the ear was too light.

It's just because I'm light that I feel numb and itchy!

"..."

After receiving his look, Cheng Ze quickly sat back down, raised his hand to scratch his forehead and pretended that he had done nothing.

The kiss I just had felt good.

The skin was warm, soft and fragrant, the contact he dreamed of.

It would be nice if there were more.

call.

"..." Song Xiaolou slowly turned back and continued playing games.

But this time I couldn't calm down for some reason, and felt itchy in my heart.

Especially the skin behind the ear that had been kissed just now felt hot, and it seemed that the warmth from Cheng Ze's thin lips still remained.

There were thick curtains covering the surrounding area, and Fu Xin could still be vaguely heard watching cartoons.

Boss Tang in front seemed to be drinking water and opened the thermos cup.

The thermos cup made a crisp sound!

Song Xiaolou's heart also skipped a beat, and he suddenly dropped the tablet.

Under Cheng Ze's stunned gaze, he raised his hand to take off Cheng Ze's glasses and casually covered his eyes. He lowered his eyelids and put his hot lips to her, kissing her tightly.

"!!"

Cheng Ze was stunned for only two seconds before he came to his senses and opened his teeth consciously to respond!

He moved his body and leaned towards Song Xiaolou, pressing his back against the car window, his lips never parting from the beginning to the end.

what.

Song Xiaolou shrank back, the back of his head was pressed against the car window, and he was being kissed!

Be careful not to make any noise to prevent others from hearing you.

There are people outside the curtain, but inside the curtain is a small world of its own.

The silent deep kiss devoured each other's nerves, and the tips of their tongues entwined, eliciting the most primitive and heart-stopping touch!

Stir, plunder, taste.

Ye Chengze finally tasted the sweet pineapple flavor, it was really sweet.

He let out a sigh of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but move his hands to the waist of the person in front of him, kneading and pinching.

Song Xiaolou was wearing a simple round-collared white short-sleeved shirt today. It was already summer. Underneath were dark blue denim shorts that reached to the knees.

Cheng Ze picked up the black-striped cotton white socks that reached the middle of his calf and put them on the waist of his shirt.

Then he released his calf with his palm, stroked Song Xiaolou's bare long legs to his knees, spread his fingers slightly, and touched in from the outside of his trousers in one go!

The legs of the jeans are not very loose, just barely touching the top of the knees.

Cheng Ze's strength was neither light nor heavy, and he kept kneading and stroking with a certain desire in his palms. Then he suddenly closed his fingertips and pinched the leg flesh.

"!"

The palm rubbing his leg was hot, too hot.

Song Xiaolou shivered, curled up his knees and tried to retract his legs.

His cheeks were already red now and he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at Cheng Ze.

He could only feel the other person's breath getting hotter and hotter, and so did himself.

Cheng Ze kissed him deeply silently, hooked his wrists around his knees and pulled them back!

Continue to rub your thighs through your pants.

This is in the car, so don't rub it if it's too hot.

Song Xiaolou, a lazy guy, didn't exercise much on his fine muscles, but the flesh on his body was tight and elastic, especially his thighs, which felt very good.

"Hmm." Song Xiaolou hummed very, very quietly.

He never knew that simply rubbing his legs could make him feel hot all over, and he couldn't stop it if he kept doing this!

"Huh," Cheng Ze also knew that the venue was inappropriate.

So he moved his hands away from his legs, moved to the waist of Bai Tongxiu and pressed lightly.

When the lips parted, a piece of silver thread was pulled out, but Cheng Ze quickly lowered his head and sucked it away.

Song Xiaolou's head was swollen, or maybe everything was swollen.

He retracted his position from the window, pulled the blanket and stuffed it into his arms. He paused, raised his head and covered his face.

A somewhat heavy breath escaped from under the blanket, slowly returning to calmness.

It’s just that the heat on my cheeks won’t go away, and it will take a while.

The seat next to him...

There was a layer of unsatisfied and still suppressed desire between Cheng Ze's brows and eyes. His eyes were hot and deep as he squinted at the human figure under the blanket.

He reached out and took out a bottle of ice mineral water from the side of his seat, unscrewed the cap and took a few sips!

Even when I was pouring water, my eyes were fixed on the blanket and I couldn't take my eyes away.

I can only forcefully close my eyes and let myself meditate.

It's not that time yet, you still have to wait.

He wanted to eat this man so bad.

*

"Why do you want to eat everything? Can your stomach hold it?"

In the highway service station lounge.

Jiang Nan spoke to Fu Xin, who was holding a large pile of instant snacks, and helped her unpack the boxes in her hands.

What about potato chips, biscuits, instant noodles, fried baby potatoes, grilled sausages, grilled gluten, Oden, boiled octopus balls, teppanyaki, Yakult, Wahaha and AD calcium milk...

There is no space for the seats next to the pile.

Tang Yan could only sit across from them, holding a portion of pork ribs rice that had been ordered in advance.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," Fu Xin knelt down next to the coffee table and said several times in one breath, "Fu Lin doesn't even allow me to eat. It took a lot of effort to get here before I can eat. I have to eat a lot!"

"Okay, you can eat it. If you eat it later and get a bad stomach, you will need an injection." Jiang Nan said casually.

"..."

Fu Xin's eating movement stopped suddenly, and moisture suddenly appeared in her eyes!

Ah, I said the wrong thing.

Jiang Nan hissed, picked up the fried chicken leg and stuffed it into it.

"No, no, I lied to you. I don't even give you injections for gastroenteritis. Don't cry."

He also doesn't like injections.

These are some people who don’t like injections.

"Brother Xiaonan," Fu Xin's tears came and went as quickly as she bit the chicken drumsticks, "Actually, I won't have a bad stomach, so you don't have to worry, I'm in good health, just like brother Xiaoyan."

Both of them are difficult to get sick, and their immunity is so strong that they are helpless against ordinary viruses.

Jiang Nan nodded, his modified physique was indeed powerful.

"Knock, knock." There was a knock on the door.

Li Qing didn't get out of the car to eat. Tang Yan asked someone to deliver a meal to the car.

Because she had a temporary voice conference that would take half an hour to end.

Song Xiaolou and Cheng Ze didn't want to have a simple meal, so they took Lin Qian, Zhao Doudou and the others to the dumpling city next door. It was estimated that the meal would take forty minutes.

There were only Jiang Nan, Tang Yan, and Fu Xin in the lounge, who wanted to eat fast food.

Tang Yan glanced at the door. It was unlocked and there were people from the office guarding it outside.

"Enter."

The door opens.

Feng Lingyun, who was wearing a pure black casual suit, was still aggressive and aggressive, but now he had a friendly smile on his face and spoke to them.

"You came just in time, Ah Qi."

"Yes," Ah Qi, wearing a white shirt, walked out from behind him, holding a large square lunch box in his hand with a bright smile, "Hello, Mr. Tang, hello Mr. Jiang."

"..."

Obviously, they came here to have dinner with Tang Yan.

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[Easter Egg Small Theater:

Feng Lingyun: What do you mean by the author who took so long to let me appear?

Red Panda: This is the home court of Nancheng Office.

Feng Lingyun: In terms of appearance and temperament, how am I inferior to them? How is my performance in Beicheng not up to standard? Can you give me more roles?

Red Panda: This is the home court of Nancheng Office.

Feng Lingyun: Fuck, I am the one who lives in their mouths!

Red Panda: This is the home court of Nancheng Office.

Feng Lingyun: @#$*$%*#%&$%$*#%$#!

Red Panda: .... The lunatic man slipped away. 】

See you tomorrow, kids!