Gold Medal

It took a long time for Yinglan to convince herself that the arrogant and ignorant boy was her son.Although the whole heart is rejected, but it really looks like a dead ghost at home.

Ying Lan sighed, looking away when she was young.

This Ye Chi was pressed against the wall by Jiang Lang and began to bite, and the kiss was endless, and the two cold bodies had a little chemical reaction and became a little hot.The endless kisses made Ye Chi's whole body seem to rise into the air. He opened his eyes and gasped, "Wait a minute, I'll put the box on the table first."

The soft voice, soft body and fragrant breath all attracted Jiang Lang, and it might be difficult for other men to control him.

The pores all over his body seemed to be exuding strong hormones. Although there was no such thing, it did not affect Jiang Lang's normal performance.

The wet tongue mixed with a strong smell of an adult man made Ye Chi dizzy, and his tongue danced between his lips.Jiang Lang stroked Ye Chi's wrist with his hand, and quietly took the box in Ye Chi's hand and held it in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed Ye Chi's back with his right hand, and with all his strength, Ye Chi followed Jiang Lang's hand and both spun to the sofa.

"Let's go to the room, huh?" Jiang Lang threw the dessert Ying Lan gave him on the sofa, and asked Ye Chi in a hoarse voice.

Of course Ye Chi knew what to do in the room, since he had already been there.It's just that grinding a gun in front of the battle may be dull and painful, and I still feel a little scared after thinking about what happened last time.

But with Jiang Lang's appearance, he couldn't bear to refuse!

"Just once..." Ye Chi licked his lips and said weakly.

"..."

"Three times!" Can't be less.

Ye Chi stretched out both hands, clasped Jiang Lang's face with a snap, and said, "Twice, no more."

"..."

"Okay." After speaking, Jiang Lang picked up Ye Chi and walked towards the room.

As soon as he walked into the room, the phone rang.

Jiang Lang put Ye Chi down with a dark face, and took out the phone in his pocket to look at it. It was Zhu Laosan calling.

Third Zhu, I remember you!

"Hey!" Ye Chi said in a bad tone, at this moment he was like a crab that had just been tied up with fine straw, his only thought now was to quickly crawl sideways towards Ye Chi.

What would a man get mad about?Zhu Laosan gave a hey laugh.

"..." Why does it feel like being peeped?

"It's nothing. Tomorrow my Taekwondo class will start. Would you like to come?" Zhu Laosan was a little worried. If Jiang Lang repented at this juncture, he would not be able to support the scene with just a Populus euphratica .

"Understood." Jiang Lang's voice was hoarse, and he hung up the phone.

Zhu Laosan at the other end glanced at the man who was sitting on the rattan chair peeling fruit with lingering eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised.

Jiang Lang straightened his hair, clicked the door and entered the room, and Ye Chi was so scared that he arched into the nest.

Walking forward, Jiang Lang lifted the quilt covering Ye Chi's body, and Ye Chi grabbed him desperately to prevent him from pulling it away.The two were evenly matched, Jiang Lang raised his eyebrows slightly, and let go of his hand, and the back of Ye Chi's head was buried heavily in the pillow.

Jiang Lang grabbed his ankle, pinched the protruding part of his ankle and dragged it out. He raised his eyes and smiled and said, "I promised, where else do you want to go?"

"Didn't run." Isn't it here!

Following his ankle, Jiang Lang's hand slid up his calf, like a hungry wolf staring at Ye Chi.

"Listen to me obediently." After speaking, Jiang Lang's rigid body pressed up.

Ye Chi hid behind him, his waist locked tightly in Jiang Lang's arms, and he couldn't move a bit.

"Just... just twice... oh." The little stutterer Yechi whispered in his ear.

It's okay not to be reminded, but once reminded, Jiang Lang's beast's energy surged out again.He thought back to the time when Ye Chi mocked him with his photo album today, it's time to tell him who's father is who!

Jiang Lang's age was just when he was tossing around like crazy, but after finishing the work, Ye Chi covered himself with chills and shivered and looked at the ruthless man in front of him.

"Liar, I don't believe you anymore!" Ye Chi pouted his pink mouth and blinked his eyes aggrieved.

Believe in his evil, fuck you twice!

Jiang Lang, who was lying on the side, stretched out his thumb and pinched Ye Chi's smooth and soft face.Although the force was light, Ye Chi still exploded. He moved his body angrily, and the next second, his movements froze.

"Hiss!" In addition to the fact that his limbs seemed to have been crushed and his skin was scratched, he also seemed to have suffered internal injuries.

He nestled on the bed and didn't dare to move, it hurt when he moved.

The smile on Jiang Lang's face became more and more wanton. At this time, he was as energetic as a vixen who had just sucked a man's blood.Ye Chi gave him a deep look, and with his hand under the quilt, he groped around Jiang Lang's leg, and squeezed the flesh on his thigh hard.

This kind of pain cannot be described in words, just pinch your legs and you will know it!

Jiang Lang held back, his face sullen.Suddenly, he quickly lifted the quilt and tried to hold him down again. The corner of his mouth parted and he said, "No matter how fierce you are, believe it or not, I'll do it again?"

This was a blatant threat, and Ye Chi looked at him with tears in his eyes: "Jiang Lang, I'm sleepy."

Jiang Lang's eyes moved away lightly, unmoved at all, his current situation had the urge to do it again next time.

Seeing this, Ye Chi was really a little scared.

Ye Chi yawned, and a few bright teardrops leaked out from the end of his eyes. The crystal clear teardrops hung under the long and narrow eyelids, looking a little cute.

At this time, Jiang Lang propped one hand on the pillow, one foot hung on Ye Chi's waist, and his face was only a few centimeters away from Ye Chi, quite close.

"Call me dad, and I'll let you go." Jiang Lang's words were quite shameless, and he really could say anything just to annoy Ye Chi.

Of course, this was just for fun in the room, Jiang Lang would only be so dishonest when there were two of them, and if there were people around at ordinary times, he might not even be able to say a word.

Because lazy...

Rather than give in, Ye Chi snorted, and suddenly murmured, "Father."

"I didn't hear you, speak up!"

"..."

So angry! !

"Father!!!" Ye Chi turned his head and yelled loudly. The moment his head was straightened, his eyes met Jiang Lang's, lips to lips, and the distance between the two was less than five centimeters.

Seeing that the fire between the two of them heated up again, Ye Chi quickly moved his face away.The corners of Jiang Lang's mouth rose crazily, and his teeth were exposed when he smiled. He straightened Ye Chi's head, lowered his head and kissed him deeply.

The teeth are intertwined, as if the mouth is filled with honey, no amount of kissing is enough.

The weak Ye Chi who had been tossed and tossed turned into a puddle of water at this time, like a person drowning in the deep sea under the sun, icy cold but longing for the warmth of the sun.

Jiang Lang's kiss is undoubtedly hot, it can melt all the cold in winter.

The two were inseparable, and finally Jiang Lang suppressed the reluctance in his heart and left that sweet mouth. He said in a hoarse voice, "I won't mess with you anymore, sleep well."

Ye Chi groaned softly, stretched out his hand to wrap around Jiang Lang's waist, and pressed his head obediently against Jiang Lang's shoulder.Although the two of them were not breathing ups and downs, due to their close proximity, an unknown sense of security slipped into Jiang Lang's heart like never before.

"Yeah." Ye Chi has been tortured by Jiang Lang for a long time, and he is really exhausted.

He blinked and blinked, his limbs were sore, and the soreness gradually poured from his limbs into the cracks in his bones.Although his body hurts, Ye Chi didn't close his eyes.

I don't know why.

Probably, a wolf is a little scared by his side.

"Jiang Lang, tell me a story." Ye Chi's voice was unprecedentedly playful and pleasant.

Without thinking about it, Jiang Lang agreed.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a monk and a half-year-old child in the mountain..." After talking for half a minute, the snoring of the people beside him started loudly.

"..." What about listening to my story?

Ye Chi miraculously showed Jiang Lang what it means to fall asleep every minute.

Under the dim light, Ye Chi's handsome face looked softer, as if exuding magic power that made people want to get close to him.Jiang Lang moved his head forward, only a few millimeters away, and he stopped.

It was indeed a bit too much today, Jiang Lang pressed his temples, and felt a brief self-condemnation in his heart.

Big deal, just be more restrained next time.

Jiang Lang narrowed his eyes with a sense of satisfaction, and pressed his right hand tightly against the people around him.

Dawn came quietly, Jiang Lang opened his eyes first, but the dim wall lamp made him blink uncomfortably, he forgot to turn off the light yesterday, he was really dizzy.

After turning off the lights, he glanced at his phone, it was already five o'clock in the morning.

He rubbed his oily head, then tiptoed up from the bed and ran into the bathroom, ready to tidy himself up.

After finishing everything, he came out of the bathroom wearing a nightgown and brushed his hair. He glanced at the bedroom. Ye Chi hadn't woken up yet, and his lying posture hadn't changed at all.

When the alarm clock rang at six o'clock, Jiang Lang quickly silenced the sound, put on a sporty black coat and went out.

Yesterday I promised Zhu Laosan to go to help, but I had to go earlier.

After half a quarter of an hour, Ye Chi began to squirm his limbs, and after another 5 minutes, Ye Chi struggled weakly.

Why didn't he touch Jiang Lang?He opened his eyes.All around, where is the shadow of Jiang Lang?

"He won't be hunting ghosts again?" This was Ye Chi's subconscious reaction, and the next second, he supported his forehead with his palm.

"..."

Which ghost would hunt ghosts during the day?

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Ye Chi: Jiang Lang, believe it or not I will ask you to call me grandpa next time?