Grandpa's Hangover Soup

Fishy..." He was paying off the debt.

"Someday I'll go to the little man's house and let people pinch, rub, lick and suck like this, what do you think?"

"you dare!"

Song Chuo curled his lips suddenly. "That's the right reaction, I can barely forgive you." He opened his mouth to hold him, kissing him thick and strong, as if he wanted to swallow him, and his hands were not idle, and he took off his robe , groping for the almond lard paste placed beside the pillow, dipped his long fingers and then pressed lightly towards the entrance.

Li Shuang panted lightly, pulled his robe with his hands, caressed his thick chest with both hands, kissed his nipples, and heard him grunt.

"Hmm... where did you go to school?" Song Chuo poked his long fingers into the narrow entrance, scratching lightly with his knuckles.

Li Shuang groaned softly. "I learned from you, ah...there..."

"Here?" Feeling Li Shu'ang trembling slightly, Song Chuo attacked the same point, and then inserted the second finger, stretched the two fingers, and pumped slowly.

Li Shu'ang hugged him tightly, panting in his arms, how could he bear this coquettish attitude, stretched out his fingers, touched the hole twice lightly, and broke in fiercely, telling him to escape Moans of ecstasy.

Song Chuo held his buttocks and started pumping, the tight encirclement made Song Chuo on the verge of losing control.

There was an obscene slapping sound in the quiet room, Li Shuang panted heavily, felt him pull away suddenly, opened his eyes suspiciously, saw him turn his body, and entered him from behind, he groaned softly, Feeling numb and weak all over, pleasure kept going from between his legs towards his heart, making him groan uncontrollably, but he intuitively felt that someone was looking at him, opened his eyes suspiciously, and saw his son lying on the inside of the bed, staring wide-eyed.

"Zimu!" ​​Li Shuang exclaimed.Why does the son sleep in his room?

While he was puzzled, he suddenly remembered that when he entered the room just now, there were women and maids outside the door...Damn it, he should have noticed!

Song Chuo hissed, almost venting, looked up, and saw Li Zimu opened his eyes, looking straight at himself and his father who were naked and closely intertwined.

This situation...should we advance or retreat?

"Pull it out!" Li Shuang shouted.

Song Chuo snorted. "Keep your voice down, it hurts me."

"I care about you, you..."

Li Zimu blinked, then slowly closed his eyes, as if falling asleep again.

"Hush, Zimu should just be asleep, don't really wake him up."

"You pull it out first." Li Shuang said in a low voice.

Song Chuo withdrew from his body, but suddenly picked him up, transferred the battlefield to the embedded brocade couch, and penetrated deeply into his body again, so that he had no chance to resist, and could only swing with him, Escaping a moan that even he felt ashamed of, Li Zimu, who hadn't even noticed that he had closed his eyes, opened them again.

Li Zimu looked at him with his head tilted, his small bushy eyebrows were tightly drawn.

I don't understand... why the adoptive father bullied the father.

+ + + + +

Song Chuo has always acted vigorously and resolutely, never procrastinating, said that he wanted to divorce his wife, and immediately divorced his wife, using the excuse that the Liang family treated the village household harshly, and sent them all back with the dowry before the Chinese New Year.Anyway, Liang Kuanzhi is still in the position of the head of the market. As long as they don't do anything wrong, the two brothers and sisters should be able to live well, but if they dare to commit crimes, he will never get involved.

The emperor issued an imperial edict to reward Li Shuang and Song Chuo, and urged Song Chuo to reinstate his post. However, Song Chuo ignored the imperial edict. Confiscated together.

This is so amazing, Li Shuang almost strangled himself to force him to reinstate his post, after more than half a month of trouble, he finally taught Song Chuo to nod and promised to reinstate him in the next year.

On New Year's Eve, Song Chuo brought Li Shuang and Li Zimu into the Song Mansion for a reunion dinner.

Li Shuang felt a little awkward, feeling that the way Song Chuo's two younger brothers looked at him made him feel uncomfortable.

After the meal, the four adults and two children moved to the garden to enjoy the snow scene, make tea and drink.

And Song Chuo deliberately did this to make the two children formally worship them as adoptive fathers. After Li Zimu obediently served tea, Song Chuo gave a big red envelope, and then urged Song Ying to offer tea to Li Shuang.

Song Ying was holding the tea, as if he hesitated to speak.

"Ying'er, what's wrong?" Song Chuo asked.

Song Ying pursed her lips, as if she had made up her mind, and said, "Father, the reason why father divorced mother was because mother Hong Xing cheated and gave the child a father?"

"Huh?" The four adults looked at him in bewilderment.

"Isn't it? It's not that the mother had an affair with the adoptive father, so after the father divorced his wife, he brought the adoptive father home and often bullied the adoptive father as a sign of revenge?"

After saying this, Song Jun and Song Jie drank wine and tea, busily admiring the scenery, pretending to have a lively conversation, as if they didn't hear anything.

Li Shu'ang's face was red and his ears were red. Facing such children's words, no matter how eloquent he was, he was useless.

"Your mother made a mistake, but she still has one heart and one mind for you and father, not what you think." Seeing that his son seemed to understand but half understood, showing a sad expression, but seemed to be relieved, Song Chuo felt that he loved his son. A little guilty, but...he coughed twice, and then he endured the embarrassment and asked, "Who will bully my adoptive father?"

"Zimu." Song Ying pointed at Li Zimu who was nodding vigorously.

Li Shu'ang then narrowed his eyes and stared at Song Chuo, annoyed that he had no fear in front of the child, saying that the child is still young and doesn't understand anything... Even if he doesn't understand anything, the words he speaks are the most terrifying!

Song Chuo coughed twice again, "Ying'er, this is not like this, dad is not bullying foster father, it's just..." He thought about how to answer, took a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and as soon as the tea entered his throat ——"Why is this tea spicy?"

"...My lord, why did you drink my wine?" Li Shuang asked tremblingly.

Song Jun and Song Jie heard the words, hugged a baby each, and slipped away without saying a word.

Looking at the backs of the two, Li Shu'ang couldn't help weeping silently, have you lost your loyalty these days?

"It's so bad." Song Chuo said in disgust.

"Are you alright, my lord?"

"Why do you still call me Sir?"

"Otherwise, what should I call it?" Well, why does it seem to be quite normal?

"Have I no name or surname?" Song Chuo scolded angrily.

"My lord..." It's over, it's over, it's about to explode, who will save him? !

"Where are you going?" Song Chuo narrowed his eyes and stared at Li Shu'ang who was sneaking back.

"I... go to pee urgently."

"I'll see."

"What are you looking at!" Li Shuang ran away, unexpectedly he was caught within two steps, and his pants were untied on the spot, forcing him to coax softly. "My lord, let's go back to the room and have a look, okay? Go back to the room, it's so cold here...Zimu, be good."

Be good, don't deal with him here, he will be ashamed to see others, and he will get frostbite.

"Zimu?" Song Chuo suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes, licked Li Shuang's lips, "Success, let's go into the room and have a look."

"Okay..." Come on, stretching out your head is a knife, shrinking your head is also a knife, you have to bear it sooner or later!

As soon as he entered the room, Song Chuo didn't know which muscle was wrong, he kept licking him, from face to chest, straight down, but he ignored the important point, licking his legs, licking his buttocks The tight entrance is not to lick the scorching heat that has already been hardened.

"My lord..." Li Shuang panted heavily.

"Huh?" Song Chuo was licking the mole on his leg.

"Stop licking... Hurry up..." What kind of torture is this?In the past, when he was drunk, he only knew how to act recklessly, but now he is drunk but licks endlessly, and even skips the most important point, isn't it intended to make him feel uncomfortable?

"Quick what?"

"You..." Li Shuang pulled him up with a red face, "Don't forget it, don't keep licking everywhere."

After Li Shuang finished speaking, he drew back and wanted to leave, he suddenly grabbed his waist and entered him without warning, the pain made him cry out.But Song Chuo didn't pay attention to his cries of pain at all, raised his legs, went deeper into the bottom, and kept swinging and pumping.

"Ahh..." Li Shuang couldn't stop moaning, but the pain gradually turned into pleasure with every pumping, and the numbness filled him, making him keep saying: "Put harder...over there, Over there... ah..."

In the dormitory, there were slapping sounds that made people blush and heartbeat, and Li Shuang continued to whisper.

Two children who were peeping outside the room sneaked open the window and pointed inside.

"Look, your father is bullying my father." Li Zimu pointed at Song Chuo and pressed on Li Shu'ang.

"But... your father is biting my father."

"Well, my dad has learned to fight back."

"But...why don't they wear clothes?" Song Ying pointed at the problem seriously.

"...I don't understand either." It was so difficult that he couldn't figure it out.

You bully my father, I bully your son!

Ten years later.

After the Eighth Prince ascended the throne, Song Chuo, who was the censor of Youdu, was also named the prince and Taifu. Even if Song Chuo didn't want to, he still had to entertain his colleagues with a banquet at the meat joint factory.

At the banquet, in order to block the wine for Song Chuo, Li Shu'ang rarely got drunk.

"Go well... You drunk, who asked you to drink so much?" After getting out of the carriage, Song Chuo took Li Shuang back to the courtyard, but Li Shuang walked crookedly.

"Your Excellency has treated me so indifferently recently." Li Shuang buried his face in his chest suddenly.

"I don't want to talk to a drunk." Song Chuo found it troublesome, so he picked him up horizontally, walked into the study, and put him on the bed. "I'll get you a basin of hot water, lie down and don't run around."

Li Shuang immediately clamped him between his legs, and pulled him into his arms. "My lord...why don't you ask for sex with me anymore? Is it because I'm getting old and decrepit?"

Song Chuo's eyes twitched twice. "You think too much." After saying that, he was about to get up.

Li Shuang then pressed him on the bed and pulled his robe. "Or are you not lifting? Let me see."

"You..." Song Chuo grabbed his hand. "I don't want to talk about you, but you are getting more and more shameless! You spend all day in the crowd of men, cuddling with those men, hanging shoulder to shoulder, do you look like you!"

"...My lord, which businessman doesn't hang out among the men, cuddling and hooking shoulders?" If you want to make friends or something, these movements are very natural, aren't they? "Have you tasted it yet?"

Song Chuo let out a sigh, "I'm hungry? I don't want to talk to you today, go down."

Li Shuang narrowed his charming cherry eyes and snorted. "Hmph, if you don't want to give it, I'll steal it."

"How dare you!" Song Chuo tugged at him, and suddenly heard——

"pain……"

Song Chuo looked at Li Shuang suspiciously, and Li Shuang also looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly heard——

"No, I'll tell you no, stop now."

The two looked at each other, walked lightly together, and gently pushed open the door leading to the warm pavilion next door. They were surprised to see their two sons sitting naked on the bed.

Song Chuo originally wanted to push the door to stop the two, but was stopped by Li Shuang.

"Song Ying, aren't you a promise, why can't you do what you promised?" Li Zimu narrowed his beautiful eyes. "If you go back on your word, you will lose the face of your adoptive father."

"Why didn't I pressure you?"

"Hey, that's a good question. Firstly, I'm older than you. Secondly, you lost the archery competition yesterday." Li Zimu smiled wickedly, leaned closer to him and said, "Thirdly, your father bullied you. My father, of course I want to bully you, four times, I must know more than you, I know how to make you want to die."

"Obviously it hurts so badly, how can you feel like dying?" Song Ying frowned, pulled the quilt to cover her body, and couldn't be as frank and naked as he was.

"Isn't it because you don't want to spread your legs more? My foster father used to do this. I've seen it a lot. If you ask me to try more, practice makes perfect, or...you want me to find someone else to practice?"

"you dare!"

"It's not that I don't dare, it's that I don't want to. You are the only one who taught me to take care of my heart?" Li Zimu leaned closer, pecking his lips repeatedly. "Don't make me anxious, aren't you torturing me?"

Song Ying pursed her lips, as if she still hesitated.

"How about this, let's touch each other, whoever shoots first will lose." Li Zimu suggested.

Song Ying thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.The two sat facing each other, caressing each other's hotness, and kept teasing, they seemed to be familiar with each other, and their conditions were not far from each other, but at the critical moment, Li Zimu kissed Song Ying's earlobe, licked and teased lightly With that, Song Ying had already surrendered in just a moment.

"Li Zimu, you are too despicable." Song Ying cursed while rubbing her ears, blushing.

"That's not despicable, it's called soldiers are not tired of deceit, and you didn't say you can't lick your ears." Li Zimu smiled triumphantly, then pressed him on the bed, and then put his long fingers into the entrance between his buttocks, "Be patient, It will be fine in a while, this first time will always hurt, I will take it slowly, don't be afraid."

Song Ying closed her eyes and endured, but when he reached into the second finger, he immediately hissed and resisted.

"No, it still hurts..."

"It won't hurt in a while."

"It must hurt!"

The voice suddenly intervened, and the two people on the teaching bed looked towards the source of the sound in fright. Seeing that it was the adoptive father and father, the two hurriedly grabbed the quilt to cover their bodies.

"Father...father..." Li Zimu shouted timidly while protecting Song Ying behind him.

Song Chuo covered his face, feeling too mixed up in his heart to speak.He thought, when his father saw him at that moment, his mood must have been a thousand times more shocked than at this moment.

"Li Zimu, you are so ridiculous!" Li Shuang went to the bed and cursed.

"I know I was wrong... I insisted on doing this, don't blame Song Ying." Li Zimu said with a downcast face.

"Nonsense, of course it's your fault! You kid doesn't learn well..." In the middle of speaking, the idiot Shu Ang was pulled aside by Song Chuo. "I haven't finished talking yet, what are you pulling me for?"

"Don't talk about it, what position do we have to talk about these two children?" He didn't expect that these two children would play with emotions since they were young.

"Why is there no position? This kid has no sense of propriety. He doesn't know how to treat Yinger well. He just drives straight in like this. Don't you know how uncomfortable it will be for Yinger?" Li Shuang finally walked back to the bed. "You have to slowly open it up for Yinger, and moisten it a little bit. Is there horse oil or lard grease? The most important thing is that when you open it, there is a spot inside..."

"Li Shuang, what are you talking about!" Song Chuo raised Li Shuang with a rare blushing.

"I'm teaching him. You have to teach him well, otherwise the one who is crushed will be miserable! I taught you so that you couldn't get out of bed for three days." Li Shuang recalled the past, and couldn't help feeling sad. "But now, you don't even touch me anymore, and you still say that one day I have to leave first, and you will accompany me..."

Song Chuo didn't realize until now that his alcoholism hadn't subsided at all. He was so drunk that he didn't know what he would be like when he woke up tomorrow, "Let's go back to the room, shall we?"

"I haven't finished teaching yet."

"I'll teach, okay?"

"No, you have to accompany me..."

"Okay, it's all up to you."

Song Chuo sighed and picked him up. After walking back to the study, he threw a box of pork fat paste to Li Zimu through the door, and then left with Li Shuang in his arms.

Li Zimu held the pig fat paste, looked back at Song Ying, "Look, this is the top-grade product."

"Who cares about your high-quality goods?" Song Ying threw the quilt at him. "My father and adoptive father found out, do you still want to continue?"

"But... Your father gave me this, didn't he want me to continue?" Li Zimu begged him and kept kissing him. "Look, both father and adoptive father agree with us, besides, my father taught me something just now, you should let me try anyway, Song Ying..."

Song Ying looked at him struggling, and finally lay down on the bed, everything was up to him.

In the other bedroom, Song Chuo, who was sitting leaning against the bedpost, couldn't help but think that Li Zimu had completely inherited his father's eccentricity, especially with his mouth that was so good at abducting people. His well-behaved son might not be able to. Parrying is destined to be eaten to death.

Just let them go like this, I don't know if I should.

"Hmm..." Li Shuang, who was lying beside him, grunted and opened his eyes in a daze.

"Would you like some water?" he asked.

Li Shuang raised his eyes, slowly climbed onto his lap, and rubbed his face against his lower abdomen. "My lord, you haven't touched me for a long time...do you want me?"

Song Chuo sighed helplessly, why hasn't he touched him for a long time?In the past, hugging him every day was too much for him, but now once every three days, he thinks it's too little, it's really hard to take care of him.

"grown ups……"

Song Chuo was driven out of desire, and sighed, thinking that his son and his fate would be the same, they were determined by the Li family father and son.

"Let's say it first, you asked for it, not me. Don't blame me tomorrow."

"No way..." Li Shuang gently sucked his hot wedge through the cloth.

Song Chuo licked his lips, "You said it." Now that he agreed, he doesn't have to abstain from sex anymore!

In the middle of the night, the two bedrooms of the Song Mansion were full of spring scenery.

Father and father, son and son, fought overnight.

two idiots

Finally finished this book.

During the writing process, I was very sure that Li Shuang was really the BL's stud, even though he was originally set as the hero of the romance.

It's a pity that in "The Rich and the Steward", he was unknowingly let him embark on the road of BL. The life that was originally planned for him in his head gradually changed, but...it really suits him.

This pair should be regarded as the happiest couple I have written recently.

It's a pity that Song Chuo is not a player, so there are not many rolling beds... What a sad setting.

But, it can only be like this, who taught me to insist on writing the story of two idiots?

But this pair of idiots really made me very happy. I hope that the judges who read this book will also be happy.After all, it is a new year. I hope everyone will be happy, healthy and safe.