law of receptivity

However, before the two of them returned home, Mr. Yan paid the price for his act of taking the lead.As soon as Liang Ziqian got in the car, he pressed Yan Ge firmly on the back of the passenger seat, and kissed him with lips and teeth together for a long time.

This kiss lasted for two to three minutes, and Yan Ge's whole body lost his temper because of his kiss...

"Ha...ha..." He bowed his head and panted heavily, only feeling that he was very hypoxic, and his breath seemed to be sucked away by Liang Ziqian.

Liang Ziqian straightened his collar and straightened his back to see him grinning slightly satisfied, then winked at Yan Ge and said.

"Dare to tease me outside next time?"

Yan Ge hesitated for a long time without saying a word, and finally raised his small eyes to glance at him unconvinced.

Liang Ziqian was most surprised by his unrepentant and captivating appearance, immediately released the handbrake and slammed on the gas, and the car drove away from the parking lot in a hurry.

No need to think about it, but President Xiao Yan's ending that day was that President Liang Da carried him to bed and physically punished him personally. The two of them made such a noise that several leaves were knocked off Liang Ziqian's bedside Thousand Buddha's hand.

After a time-consuming and laborious lecture on physical hygiene and ideological education, Yan Ge lay motionless on the bed, moaning and chirping loudly.

"...Fuck, why are you working so hard?" After panting for a long time, he choked out this sentence.

Liang Ziqian smoked with his back against the bed, smiled and flicked a pinch of ash into the ashtray next to him, turned around and tucked Yan Ge in the quilt.

Mr. Xiao Yan took a rest slowly, and the sensation of his internal organs and limbs returned to him little by little.

He pouted and said to the culprit around him. "I'm thirsty and I'm still hungry."

This toss until 01:30 at night, he is almost squeezed dry by Liang Ziqian, can he not be thirsty or hungry?The high-end Japanese food in the evening was eaten in vain.

"Go out and buy it? Or I'll make it for you." As long as Mr. Liang is not smart --- when the worm is overpowering him, no matter how you look at it, he will look like a gentleman.

"You can get me whatever you want."

"Row."

After Liang Ziqian finished speaking, he got out of bed and went to work, while Yan Ge crouched under the quilt and rubbed his waist.

As he rubbed Yan Ge, he thought that in the past few years, he also had a few love affairs, and they were all rare and wealthy young people in the circle. It's just that he was used to the wandering life, and he didn't have serious and long-term thoughts about anyone, at most half a month. , at least three days, anyway, none of these young entrepreneurs can survive until President Xiao Yan bestows him with half a title.

Unexpectedly, under the premise of such a negative score, Liang Ziqian could come slowly, and he was handy for more than a month...

I tolerate Liang Ziqian so much, is it because the two have a strong tacit understanding in bed?This is the reason.He doesn't like soft sissies, and he will only be rampant and will never serve.And Liang Ziqian's arrogance is just right, he always grasps the initiative of the fierce battle between the two without knowing it, and then presses on step by step, until he has no strength to release a drop of liquid and collapses under him...

A relationship established from a sexual point of view cannot avoid the need to use the body to experience all kinds of fascination afterwards.

This kind of pleasure of being forcibly restrained on the bed is so mysterious to Yan Ge, a monster with seven orifices...

In the outside kitchen, President Liang worked alone for twenty minutes, cooking two side dishes and cooking two bowls of noodles.As soon as it was brought to the table here, before he could call Yan Ge, Yan Ge slipped into the living room looking for the scent.

Looking at the late-night supper on the dining table, Yan Ge suddenly moved his index finger. He picked up the chopsticks and took a sip.

"You are really all-rounder, Mr. Liang."

Liang Ziqian poured him a glass of warm water, pulled away the chair and smiled. "How can you be all-rounder if you cook a little?"

When the two sat down, their eyes met inadvertently, and they met each other. Through the white mist rising from the food on the table, Yan Ge looked at his chest and his chest was hot.