The God Who Sleeps on the Piano

Lu Ansen slept soundly, and when he woke up, Cheng Lang was taking pictures of him.

The handsome young man smiled brightly, and his white bathrobe slipped over his shoulders, revealing a charming spring look.He didn't seem to notice it, and was holding a silver-white camera, focusing on shooting.

Kaka-

The flash of the camera dazzled his eyes, Lu Ansen stretched out his hand to cover his face, shook his head and said, "Don't take pictures, it's early in the morning, the image is very bad."

He was a little embarrassed, his face was not washed, his teeth were not brushed, and his hair was not combed. He must be very ugly.

Cheng Lang seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and rushed over happily, kissed the corner of his lips, and smiled brightly: "Don't be shy, I won't despise you. Look, I took a good picture of you. "He said, turned on the camera, and showed him the photos he had taken.Various sleeping positions, various facial expressions, and of course, the man's good-looking figure and majestic something.

Lu Ansen's face darkened, feeling that some photos were really unsightly.

"Delete! Delete them all! What are you shooting?" He ordered with a cold face.

Cheng Lang replied innocently: "You! It's all you! Brother Lu, you don't know how to sleep, you don't even know yourself? You see, you sleep well, and your paralyzed face has softened a lot. It's so beautiful, so likable. I can't get enough of it all night."

Listening to the sweet love words, Lu Ansen's handsome face softened a little, but his tone was still stern, pointing to a naked photo and admonishing him: "Forget the rest, look at this one, what is it? "

Long, muscular legs, black boxer briefs, and a prominent bulge.

Cheng Lang blinked and smiled back: "Your little brother! My little lover!"

Lu Ansen was too angry to speak: "You, you—"

Cheng Lang grabbed the finger pointing at him with one hand, pulled it to his mouth, licked it, and bit it lightly.

Lu Ansen suddenly felt a burst of electricity rush through his mind, and then quickly flowed through his whole body, and a certain place became even harder.Cheng Lang's action of licking his fingers reminded him of a certain scene...

When he was with Cheng Lang yesterday, he gave him the taste of mouth.

Suddenly, that feeling of comfort as if falling into heaven exploded in my mind, and my body naturally sent out a signal of desire.

Cheng Lang could see the burning passion and desire in his eyes, and he smiled fearlessly: "Ha, Brother Lu, I haven't greeted him yet. Nuo, my little lover already knows how to salute me."

With a cold face, Lu Ansen secretly took a long breath, trying to suppress the raging desire and desire in his body.Cheng Lang is not in good health yet, so he can't touch him for the time being.This person is so delicate that he hurts him even more than he does.

Unfortunately, Cheng Lang couldn't appreciate his pity.Looking at the saluting little lover, he leaned over with great interest, and waved his hands: "Ha, little lover, I'm Cheng Lang, you've seen me, right?"

Lu Ansen held his forehead, feeling an urge to blacken him and eat him up.But in the end, rationality is there, except for yesterday's uncontrollable emotion, in most cases, he is not a person who actively seeks sex and sexual pleasure.Although the body is hot and uncomfortable, there is a hard pain somewhere, and a thin amount of sweat breaks out on the forehead because of patience.

"Cheng Lang, stay away from me."

Seeing that he was approaching him without knowing the danger, Lu Ansen stretched out his hand to stop him.

Doesn't this person know that he is a delicious big lobster in front of him at this moment?

Cheng Lang naturally knew, but he just wanted to get close to him.Like moths to a flame, decisive and enthusiastic.He leaned over, wrapped his arms around his neck, with a smile on his face and eyes: "Brother Lu, I just like the way you would rather suffer yourself than eat me. Ha! So handsome, so cool , I love you more and more."

Dare to feel confident!

Lu Ansen had the idea of ​​scaring him, grabbed him directly, pushed him onto the pillow, and then lifted his bathrobe.

Seeing this situation, Cheng Lang's handsome face paled with fright, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Brother Lu, you are joking, you are joking. My back hurts, it really hurts!"

The corners of Lu Ansen's lips curled into a smile, and he stretched out his hand to "snap" his upturned buttocks, and said admonishingly, "If you're afraid, be good and don't mess with me. Don't you know that men in the morning are the most dangerous?"

Cheng Lang lay on the pillow, his handsome face sunk into the pillow.He listened to the man's words, and pitifully retorted: "I used to see you as abstinent as a god who didn't eat the fireworks of the world, who knew you couldn't resist being teased so much?"

"I can't stand your teasing!"

"what?"

Cheng Lang might as well have listened to a love story, and almost didn't realize it belatedly.However, as soon as he understood what the man meant, he immediately jumped up and down vigorously, and his legs even wrapped around the man's waist.

Lu Ansen's eyebrows twitched, and his body trembled.

Cheng Lang felt his excitement, smiled like a cat who stole the fish, blinked his beautiful eyes, and leaned over and said, "Brother Lu, so you love me so much?"

Knowingly ask!

Lu Ansen pulled him off, got off the bed, and walked to the bathroom.He couldn't bear it and needed to go to the bathroom to solve it.

Knowing his intentions, Cheng Lang immediately got out of bed and followed.

"Be quiet! Cheng Lang!"

Lu Ansen turned his head and stared at him, followed at this time, is it itchy ass?

Cheng Lang didn't say a word, he quickly slipped in, and then dragged people in.In the next second, she hooked his neck and kissed him.He greedily kissed his lips, tore off his bathrobe, and groped his waist irregularly with his fingers.

"Cheng Lang, Cheng—"

"You are good to me, and I am good to you. Brother Lu, is this not good?"

As Cheng Lang spoke, his hands moved.He really felt sorry for his suffocating body.

Lu Ansen's eyes were fascinated, and he barely controlled his disordered breathing.Cheng Lang's fingertips were a little rough, and when he touched his little brother, he felt a little pain, but it was painful and happy, an indescribable feeling.

Cheng Lang also had an indescribable taste, Nima, why didn't he come out after such a long time?

He was so tired that his wrists were sore, now that he quits the job, will he die ugly?

The hand wanted to strike, but the next second, it was held tightly by the man, and he continued to repeat the previous action.

Those who are teased by themselves have to finish teasing even while kneeling.

Cheng Lang wanted to cry but had no tears.

When he walked out of the bathroom, Cheng Lang was weak and weak.After all, he was fucked because he was sweating from the exhaustion of masturbating him, and then he undressed in front of him, ready to take a shower.

Unexpectedly, the man who had just been released was still a fierce tiger. Seeing that he was naked, he immediately turned into a wolf and pushed him against the wall.

This time, he remembered to appease him, and then, when he was half-drunk, he fucked him.

Self-inflicted sin, do not live!

Once Lu Ansen touched his body, he couldn't get off.After eating it twice over and over again, he was so tired that he panted like a dog.

Cheng Lang thought about his miserable fate, lying on the bed and thinking about life.His back was in severe pain, probably bleeding.The battle was horrific, and he probably would have spent the day in bed.

"What do you want to eat?" Lu Ansen put on his clothes, and the cuffs of his white shirt were pulled up high, as if he wanted to cook.

"What else can I eat? Do I have a choice now?" Cheng Lang cast a pitiful look in exchange for a forehead kiss.

Lu Ansen kissed his forehead lightly, and then stroked his hair, his brows and eyes were full of satisfaction.He was in a good mood, and his voice was soft: "Well, yes, white rice porridge, red rice porridge, eight-treasure porridge, which one do you drink?"

He definitely made him angry on purpose!

Cheng Lang drooped his head and replied sullenly: "Red rice porridge."

Lu Ansen let out a "hmm" and hurried out of the room.

After he left, the bedroom became empty because of the lack of people.Cheng Lang lay there alone, and turned on the phone boredly. The text message column was empty, and his mother had not sent any text messages.

A day has passed.

Since leaving the country, I haven't contacted myself again.This is the first time my mother has forgotten her child.

It feels very strange, but I can't tell what is strange?

Brother He had to take his mother to travel many times, and it seemed reasonable for the two of them to spend their honeymoon early when they were in love.

However, no matter how intimate you are, you should send him a text message!

After thinking about it, Cheng Lang still sent a text message to his mother: Mom, have you eaten yet?Take good care of yourself abroad, don't lose your temper with Brother He!

The text message was sent out quickly, but unfortunately, there was no reply after waiting for a few minutes.

They haven't woken up yet?

Yes, the time difference might be wrong.

Cheng Lang stretched out his finger and began to calculate the time difference, but after doing the calculation, he suddenly remembered that he didn't know which country his mother went to?He blamed himself a little, he was really unfilial.I don't even know where my mother went abroad.The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. Just as he was about to call his mother's cell phone, the door was pushed open, and Lu Ansen walked in with porridge.

"Okay, it's ready."

"You cooked it?"

Seeing that he was wearing an apron, Cheng Lang asked aloud.

Lu Ansen shook his head: "No, Xiao Ru cooked it."

As small as?Shouting so intimately?

Cheng Lang pursed his lips in displeasure, and asked him, "Then what are you doing wearing an apron?"

"Xiao Ru said the kitchen is greasy, so let me surround it."

"Caring about you so much? Tsk tsk, there is adultery!"

"..."

Lu Ansen ignored his teasing, put the push plate on the table, and reached out to help him up.

Cheng Lang was in pain somewhere, so he moved very carefully.

Seeing this delicate and weak appearance, Lu Ansen felt very soft-hearted, and his voice became gentle: "Alang, if you are not in good health, be good. Don't forget the lesson this time."

Cheng Lang curled his lips, and hummed in his heart, he got a cheap deal, and he is still acting like a good hearted man!

Lu Ansen didn't know what he was thinking, so he stretched out his hand and smoothed his hair, a bit like a pet's hair.

It's not that Cheng Lang dislikes men's head-touching movements, but he just thinks this kind of coaxing a child is very fucked up!

Nima, I feel like a child who hasn't grown up in a man's heart.

Is this his delusion?

"Actually, you are the one who is not good, right? Lu Ansen, that little brother of yours is not good. Seeing the young master is like meeting honey. Hmph, he is a greedy little brother." Cheng Lang retorted cheekily, with a full tone of voice. arrogance.

Lu Ansen didn't argue with him about these meaningless things, he picked up the red rice porridge and fed him himself: "Well, you are right, everything is right. Alright, let's eat. Drink some porridge, it will make your stomach feel better."

He coaxed gently, and put the rice porridge into his mouth.