The strongest way to be narcissistic

All night long.

When Qiao Peicheng woke up, the first thing he saw was the sleeping face of a certain boy, and his eyes touched the bite mark on the exposed skin of the other party, which was naturally bitten by him.

This is an underwhelming kid.For the first time last night, after my body got used to it, I didn't feel ashamed at all, facing his rambunctious words, using his former face, showing a seductive posture, and wantonly said some foul words between the bed.

Success made him unable to think about anything other than frantically trying to clean him up a few times.

He really dealt with this shameless little friend severely. He obviously collapsed to the point of crying, but he was still talking about it. The last time ended hastily, and he took the sobbing little friend to the bathroom to wash up, and then fell asleep tiredly.

Sleep till dawn.

Regret?

Qiao Peisheng asked himself.

But it was too late to regret, Song Ange had completely become his person, someone who would break his leg and drag him back if he ran away.

He gave him a chance, but he didn't know how to cherish it.

Knowing that it is selfish desires, but damn excited, let the situation develop at an extreme speed.He has been in the abyss of prison for many years, facing the young man who personally offered him, his reason quickly collapsed, and he just wanted to drag him down with his own hands to sink together.

Regarding Song Ange's past, finally someone can bear it with him.

It feels so good not to be alone anymore.

"Brother Sheng...?"

Hugging the pillow, Song, who was sleeping on his stomach, opened his eyes in a daze. He felt the person behind him pass under his arms, lowered his head and gently touched his back, and one of his hands slid along the arc of the side to a hidden place.

Is the demand so strong early in the morning?

Hehehe, he likes it.

My mind suddenly cleared up, and I turned over to accompany him in the morning activities.

After being thrown up and down happily, it is the tenderness of nostalgia.

Qiao Peicheng, who had calmed down, was once again shocked by the unsavory words of little friend Song.

How can this small mouth talk like that?

"Who taught you to do this?" There must be something wrong.

Song Ange was biting his idiot Qiao's finger while playing, and took time to respond. "What?"

"Qiao Zhixi? Or Alan?" He didn't believe that a kid who had never had sex with anyone knew what to say and what to do to satisfy the other's sexual interest when he was about to go to bed.

It can control him to death and make him addicted.

And only those two unscrupulous things can instill these pornographic and violent bed knowledge to little friend Song.

"No one taught me."

The boy who pretended to be innocent wanted to raise his head to kiss him, but idiot Joe, who had done everything to him, still ruthlessly stuck his face no, let him kiss.

Facing this serious face, the young man opened his mouth with hazy eyes, stirring | his tongue maliciously.

The other side was still indifferent.

Is it more tempting to say so?

"Both."

At this time, you have to sell out your unreliable teammates to gain your own benefits, and he immediately kissed him while Joe's idiot was lax.

Since Qiao Zhixi left, she would come here from time to time to inquire about his relationship with Joe Stupid, and occasionally talk about some small ♂ skills ♂ skills for emotional communication. It is said that her gay honey has gained experience in many years of actual combat, and she has never met a man. Joe Stupid will definitely not be able to resist.

Although people didn't catch up at that time, it's always right to learn to be on the safe side.

Not to mention Allen's words, as an open-minded little receiver who is extremely good at satisfying himself, he naturally knows what to say and what to do to make the person who oppresses him lose control and make him happy.

Don't say it, it's still useful.

It worked until Song Ange wondered if his idiot Joe had had an affair with Allen.

Perfunctorily satisfying little friend Song's desire to be kissed, Qiao Peicheng pushed him away. "get up."

"Answer me a question, and I'll get up again." If you have doubts, you have to ask, otherwise the little bumps in your heart will always be there, which is not good.

What strange question did he want to ask? "explain."

"Have you ever had sex with Allen?"

After saying that, Qiao looked at the second idiot who could ask such a stupid question with an expression of looking at an idiot.

Regardless of the answer, the average person will ask about his bed fight history not long after sleeping with the person he likes?

It is also powerful to find anger for yourself.

"No." If he had messed with Allen, there would be nothing wrong with him as a brat.

"So have you ever had sex with someone else?"

Still not giving up?

"No."

"Did you have sex with anyone when you were Song Ange?"

"Is it annoying?" The gossip is dead.

"So you did it?" Although he knew it was reasonable and he couldn't care about what happened at that time, he still felt bad.

This kid has to get to the bottom of it, doesn't he?

"No, none at all."

Facing the deceitful expression of Shang Song kid, Qiao Peicheng fell silent without explaining.

A certain child reminded sourly. "Alan said that you like to deceive people the most."

He also lied to him less.

Hearing this, Qiao Peisheng couldn't laugh or cry.When did this kid and that little pervert get into the same trench?

It's true that he likes to lie, but this time he really didn't.

Although it's a little unbelievable that he hasn't had sex with anyone in two lifetimes, it's reasonable for him.

When he was Song Ange, after Sister Tong's death, he struggled in pain every day, so he didn't have the time to satisfy his physical demands.

Not to mention becoming Qiao Peisheng, the mentality is dead, apart from learning, only the stimulation of life and death can survive. The love between men and women is the most boring thing. When you are interested, you will flirt the most. It is not very interesting to enter the topic. .

I haven't had the thrill of playing a few extreme sports.

This was considered a secret, and many people thought that no matter how clean he was, it was impossible for him not to have had a bed partner.

Biting the boy angrily, he rolled over and pressed him down, and bit back.

Hearing that rather soft cry, he thought to himself: Is it his destination to be on his own?

I have to say that it is in line with his style of doing things after he became Qiao Peisheng. He must pursue excitement in everything he does. There should be nothing more exciting than this.

He patted the meat with the best texture under his hands, and took a bite of it in a wicked way. "Okay, get up and take a shower."

I didn't wear the dick this morning, and the contents had to be cleaned out.

The boy lay on the bed, moved his jio symbolically, and moaned: "The legs are weak."

Stupid Qiao has great physical strength and great strength. Even if he was a half-baked sports student before, he can't stand it for a long time after exercising.

That time before going to bed, he hugged idiot Qiao and cried for mercy for a long time, but he wanted to but couldn't bear it, so he threw himself to death.

At a time like this, there should be a gentleman's demeanor. Qiao Peicheng easily picked him up and walked towards the bathroom, cleaning him up once.

Because it was the first time that she was satisfied inside and out, it was rare that Song Ange didn't take the opportunity to do some small tricks while bathing together, and obediently let others clean up.

After doing a lot and getting used to it in the future, it may not be so obedient.

The boy in the bathtub snuggled into the man's arms, resting his head on his neck, rubbing against each other. "Brother Cheng."

"Huh?" Qiao Peicheng closed his eyes and spoke out under his breath.

"I really like you."

I like it so much that the maximum capacity in my heart can hardly bear it.

"I know." Hearing this on the bed yesterday, his ears were almost callused.

"Does Brother Sheng like me?" Little Song wanted to confess sweetly.

No one cares.

Then he asked another question. "Brother Cheng, do you like me?"

Still ignored, but he opened his eyes and looked at him.

"so so."

It took half a minute to answer lazily.

"hypocritical."

Joe's idiot should be called Qiao's hypocrisy. He is obviously a thief, but he refuses to admit the surging desire in his heart.

The four words "Ba Diao ruthless" are quite suitable for him.

The weak-legged Song kid lay on the bed all afternoon, and he was not idle. He knew how to recite words, or used his mobile phone to check his past reading comprehension.

Qiao Peisheng was busy with his own affairs in the study.

When he was about to go back to his room to rest and recuperate, he only saw someone typing something with a mobile phone in his hand. It would be fine if the mobile phone belonged to him, but it wasn't.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as the sound came out, someone who was so scared and guilty hurriedly put the phone back where it was, that is, under the pillow.

"No, my phone is out of battery, take yours to check the time."

Qiao Peicheng believed that he was a ghost. As a great liar, how could he fail to see the weakness of a small liar.

He wasn't afraid that Song Ange would look at his cell phone. The people who communicated with him all used some foreign languages, basically some awkward and difficult terms, and not all of them were in English. According to this kid's IQ, he can understand [-]% of his intelligence.

Taking out the mobile phone under the pillow, he thought about the childish brain circuit of the kid for a while, and sure enough, he found where he had touched it.

He looked at the note of a certain number in the address book speechlessly - kissing his wife.

Prior to this, the note on this number was the well-behaved Song Ange.

He pressed his finger and dialed the number. Little Song heard his phone ring and knew he had been exposed.

I watched fool Joe take his phone over.

The caller ID on the mobile phone - stupid husband.

This kid actually has the face to call him stupid?

Qiao Peicheng took the mobile phone and deleted these words, and some of them typed in the words Qiao Peicheng.

Before pressing the OK button again, he looked at little friend Song's reluctant face again, remembering that he shamelessly yelled at his husband last night, pressed cancel, and threw the phone to him.

He started making changes on his mobile phone - stupid wife.

It's a big deal to hurt each other, it's better to be stupid than stupid.

Little Song checked his phone, and seeing that the note hadn't changed, he immediately beamed with joy. Idiot Joe acquiesced in their relationship?

His heart was so sweet that he sat up and said beautifully to his idiot Qiao: "Old..."

"Dare to call you dead."

A cold look was thrown over mercilessly.

hypocritical!

When he was doing something last night, when he called out, he would do it excitedly and vigorously. This is not because he likes it too much, what is it?

his joe fool is the most hypocritical

Not allowed to call, but insisted on calling.

"husband."

"husband~"

"Old~gong~"

One minute later, little Song, who was pressed on the bed and kissed, was complacent.

Stupid Joe knew that one of the similarities between the two of them was that they both had a rebellious mentality, so he still said so.

It's really hypocritical.

When the two were inseparable, Qiao Peisheng's cell phone lit up, and the caller showed: Ellen

He told the little friend Song who didn't let go to be good.

"Little Qiaoqiao, open the door."

When I connected the phone, the voice from the mobile phone was not as sweet and greasy as usual, it was very weak.

According to past experience, the other party will not let people open the door honestly.

Little friend Song kicked him, panted | and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Stay in the room and don't come out for now."

He knew Alan, so something must have happened to be so weak. Song Ange was the weakest chicken present, so he had to protect him.

Afraid that Song Ange would rebel against him, he once again warned him seriously. "Stay obediently, don't come out if I didn't say it, you know?"

Qiao Peisheng didn't go out until he saw him nodding obediently.

"Ellen?" he asked towards the door.

After three seconds, there was a knock on the door, three times slowly.

It's him.

"So slow."

Opening the door, accompanied by a disgusted tone, the visitor fell directly at the door and entered a coma with peace of mind. The hand covering his abdomen was spread out, full of blood.