Against the current Hengdao

A certain change in the business field, the real insider and outsiders don't know, and the wave of influence has not yet spread.And the fiery restlessness of midsummer makes people's minds short-circuited, and it is condensed to this point in front of them.The mind is condensed into a sticky caramel, carpe diem in time.

A few days later, on the sunny lawn of the company building, facing the blue harbor, blue and white two-color flower balls were used to decorate the cheerful atmosphere of the midsummer party.The waiters of the professional delivery company, wearing a uniform style of white uniforms with gold buttons and holding exquisite snack trays, hovered carefully and shuttled among the crowd at the venue, polite and thoughtful.

This is a summer party organized by Mr. Yan to reward the employees of several branches. This time it is a western food reception with the theme of island cooling and summer cooling.

"This is our new director, it's too good." Yao Mi pinched the vanilla prawn puff with his left hand, eating it until the corners of his mouth dropped. He held a glass of champagne with his right hand, and at the same time, he baked a piece of bacon between his ring finger and little finger. Asparagus, I'm afraid I won't be able to grab them in a while.

"The grades are definitely different. Returnees from overseas come here to have a full set of red wine and western food. You see, Mr. Yan dare not object!" Little brother C shook his shoulders, laughing behind his back that the boss is absolutely impolite.

"If it's still the same person, let Mr. Yan order, and he will give us another meal of fat sausage, spicy pot, spicy skewers, beer and crayfish!" said the girl A at the front desk.

Two fingers gently tapped the shoulder of the girl at the front desk from behind.Yan Xiaodao was wearing a formal shirt, shaking his wine glass with a dangerous expression: "Isn't the grilled crayfish delicious? I think it's delicious."

"Boss, I have devoted six years of my youth to accompany you to grill skewers and eat crayfish. You have finally changed your taste." Secretary Yao said.

Seeing the number one mascot of our company, the devout men and women all smiled happily when they saw the number one mascot of the company: "Boss, isn't this meal very expensive? We feel sorry for you because you bleed!"

Yan Xiaodao smiled all over his face, and put on the expression of a big local tyrant who doesn't worry about money: "It's as long as you eat to your heart's content."

What he thought in his heart was, fuck, that Mr. Ling, you can be happy and satisfied with that Mr. Ling!

A dazzling ray of light presses the line of sight, not deterrent, but very aura, making everyone's eyes bright.Everyone raised their heads, and Ling He crossed the lawn and went straight to them, or in other words, came straight to the "mascot".

Ling He was not like the group of people who kept smiling smirkingly, but he toasted every employee very accommodatingly, very graceful.

Secretary Yao raised his glass and praised sincerely: "Director, today's wine is also very delicious, how kind of you."

"Beauty wins the prize. After getting married, she becomes more and more beautiful and slender. I regret joining the company too late." Ling He praised without blinking, and Miss Yao's eyes were instantly fascinated.

These wines were indeed specially selected by Linghe. He took the wine list and directed the personnel manager to find the delivery company to arrange. Can't find it in the mainland.After finalizing the menu that includes appetizers, cold soup, cheese and foie gras platter, main course, dessert, ice cream and drinks, Ling He still felt that every dish was not carefully prepared.

Facing several veteran employees at the level of aunts and grandmas, Ling He drank and talked and laughed happily.He secretly glanced at Ling He several times, but Ling He didn't have time to pay attention to him.

Ling He is much more easy-going than before, and he already knows how to take care of those around him. Ling He's thoughts are all for him, to win people's hearts for him... Yan Xiaodao understands in his heart and is very grateful. Both owe each other.

Yao Mi and the girl at the front desk each rolled a sweet French pancake, sandwiched with fresh fruit, chocolate sauce and sweet cream.The two reported to Director Ling in a doggy manner: "Director, you are so handsome! Before you came to our company, Mr. Yan gave us pancakes and shallots at the annual meeting, and then carried millet and rifles, we can Charge to the front line!"

"Is it true?" Ling He held back his smile, "You still work with this kind of person?"

"Do you believe this!" Yan Xiaodao pointed angrily at the two treacherous goblins, "When will I give you pancakes and spring onions? It's nonsense!"

Ling He laughed and threw a piece of barbecue into his mouth, gloating.

Yan Xiaodao blocked Secretary Yao who was trying to lose weight with a plate of cheesecake: "Girl, according to your conscience, what will you eat that year? Tell Director Ling the truth, or you will eat this cake. "

Secretary Yao covered her mouth and laughed: "Okay, boss, I'm afraid of you, I forgot that there is a main course that is roast duck with crispy skin!"

Time always flies by in a joyful and bright atmosphere, every time Yan Xiaodao pretends to meet Ling He's eyes unintentionally, Ling He also looks at him from time to time, his eyes are like blue waves, full of wine and pleasure, very intoxicating...

As night fell, a group of energetic young people couldn't get enough of it. After the meal, they began to engage in entertainment activities with more intimate physical contact and more atmosphere.

The laughter of a group of people wandered in the hearty night sky, saying that our company’s midnight dance was like a square dance. Mr. Yan led us to dance small apples and do military boxing. If it becomes a ton of foreign guns, it really is different.

Mr. Yan was not angry when he was complained about in turn, and he was in a good mood all night.Most of the complaints are made up and nonsense, implying the intimacy and harmony of the relationship between everyone, and the enthusiastic flattery feelings of the minions for a certain director, both of which are very useful to him.

The lighting, atmosphere, and fireworks have been renewed, and jazz, blues, and new country music whispered under the moonlight, and it is inevitable that the heart will be shaken...

The young men and women had already set their sights on their targets, and each of them went down to the dance floor to fight face-to-face.

The lingering and graceful waltz suddenly turns into a joyful sailor dance, and then turns into soft music like water.

Someone booed and asked Ling He to dance off the stage.

Everyone asked Director Ling to choose a dance partner from among the girls present.

Ling He put his hands in his pockets, and looked down upon the monsters with an inviolable expression: "I dance very well, but I can't find a partner, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up and lose your shoes!"

It's simply too arrogant, and you must not let it go easily when dealing with arrogant people.Secretary Yao asked Ling He to go to the pile of gifts and take out a gift. Whoever's name is on it, he can dance with whoever has to dance, and he is not allowed to hide.

This is the exchange of masked gifts set up at the ball. Each employee, including executives and bosses, privately wraps a gift, which is generous and frugal, and is used for an anonymous lucky draw.

Ling He was waiting for such an opportunity.

He strode over, frantically rummaged through a large box of fancy gift bags wrapped in different styles, looking for a certain style of wrapping paper he knew, and picked out the one he was looking for without hesitation!

Yan Xiaodao was sitting on a bench in the garden, and was clinking glasses with several male employees, drinking beer to the point of spittle.

Secretary Yao peeled off the small note with the name inside the wrapping paper: "Oh, mascot!!!"

Yan Xiaodao's lips were stained with beer foam, his eyelids glowed a natural red, and when he raised his head, he met Ling He's long-awaited gaze in the infinite river of time. Ling He's eyes were all covering his face, deep and seductive.

"Dancing? Haha... dance, I can dance too." Yan Xiaodao straightened his shirt nonchalantly with his head down, rolled his cuffs to his elbows, deliberately avoiding those two hot eyes.

His fingertips were a little sticky, and his heart was rippling. He didn't expect Ling He to be so proactive in teasing him in public.

Secretary Yao seriously reported to Ling He: "Our boss is very good at dancing. I have seen him dance. Director, be careful if you can't keep up!"

Ling He changed the sound track, chose a tango, and invited his boss off the dance floor with a very gentlemanly invitation gesture.

Yan Xiaodao was wearing a tight shirt and suspender trousers tonight, his exposed forearms were tanned to a strong beer color, very manly.Ling He was dressed in a loose white shirt, and his figure fluttered in the night light.The two held each other's hands, their thoughts were in a mess but they didn't reveal anything on the surface, and they walked at the same time as the tune played!

Yan Xiaodao realized at that moment that Ling He took the initiative, and hugged his waist without hesitation. When the dance music played, he followed the trend and pushed him forward, invisibly forcing him to take a female step.He couldn't pull back when he started walking, otherwise it would be a mess. Ling He took him all the way around the dance floor in a big circle, and there was a burst of whistle and applause surrounded by the amazing sight of the audience.

The two of them danced together for the first time, and they had never practiced.When Ling He was limping in a wheelchair, on the "Cloud Ship" and at Yan Xiaodao's home, he fantasized about such a scene more than once, dancing with Mr. Yan with his arms around him.

I haven't practiced it, but it doesn't hinder the innate tacit understanding, consonance, and physical fit.The two hit each other's guns, dancing is a match for each other, and neither of them will show timidity.Shoulders, thighs and knees rub and collide with each other in countless rounds of back and forth, interpreting what is called "made in heaven" with tacit dance steps!

Yan Xiaodao stroked Ling He's back shoulder with his right hand, and his fingers inevitably brushed into Ling He's long hair.

The soft, perfect touch made his fingertips itch.It felt like they were passionately lingering in the middle of the night, Ling He pressed on his chest and kissed him fiercely, and his fingers roughly inserted into Ling He's hair, rubbing, biting, crushing, and devouring each other...

The outer and inner thighs of the two kept rubbing against each other.Ling He suddenly let go of his left leg, made a fancy movement, wrapped Yan Xiaodao's back knee with his calf, and threw him out!Yan Xiaodao was caught off guard but leaned back adapting to the situation, and was forced to lower his waist.

Fortunately, his waist was strong, Yan Xiaodao was carried back by Ling He's arms, and the two almost touched each other's noses in an instant.The scorching breath sprayed on the face and eyebrows of the person in front of him, and the intoxicated lamp shadow swayed in the pupils...

The crowd cheered and whistled sharply.

Many people were stunned. They saw a few clues from this overly hot and tacit atmosphere, but they couldn't find any real evidence to support them. They just reached a consensus from the bottom of their hearts. These two men are so good-looking and good-looking... …

The two dancers didn't even laugh, they didn't sell cheap ambiguity, and they used a reserved mask to cover their sanctimonious abstinence temperament.They are all waiting for the other party to laugh first, and they are both very calm old Jianghu, deliberately suppressing their passion to the end of the song, until the last beat of the music.

A thin layer of summer clothing is trying to hide it, and what you enjoy in the palm of your hand is the warmth of the other person...

They both drank, half drunk, and the two of them took the subway home late at night.

Passengers were few and far between in the subway car, Ling He sat on the seat lazily, admiring Xiaodao's figure from an upward posture.Yan Xiaodao slung one wrist on the handrail of the suspension ring, and was thrown by the swaying carriage, and threw his whole body heavily on Ling He's body, almost sitting on Ling He's lap on the spot.The eyes of both of them were a little carried away, and the love came.

Back at Xiaolou Villa, without turning on the lights, I went all the way in the dark, trying not to disturb others and went straight to the bedroom.

The smell of human flesh inevitably alarmed the two sensitive puppies, and the "paparazzi" who saw through adultery chased them all the way from the living room to the door of the bedroom.The two nervously scolded Master Xiong and Sanniang to get out of the way, good dogs don't get in the way!

Fortunately, there is no ball game tonight, and there is no one in the living room.In the past few weeks, the league and the top [-] battles are in full swing. A group of younger brothers in the family huddle on the sofa in the living room to watch the live broadcast every night, yelling, and Yan Shi also hooked up to watch the game.Unexpectedly, Yan Shi, who hadn't watched a football game for decades, was addicted to watching it, and was immediately cultivated into an old aunt-level fan.I can no longer be called Mimei, and will be referred to as "Mima" for short.

Women are more emotional when watching football. They like handsome boys on the court. If the player they like loses, Mother Yan will sigh and be sad.

With the door closed and locked, the two of them writhed their limbs to strip each other's clothes. They could hardly climb onto the bed normally, and they were about to roll on the floor halfway.

The rough panting sound exploded in my ears, and the action was too rough, as if a few more buttons had been dropped.Yan recently complained that he always needs to sew buttons for his son. The quality of the new clothes is too poor. Didn’t your buttons come off so often before?

This kind of enthusiasm and brutality does not happen every night, and the occasional indulgence is endlessly memorable.

The last time Mr. Ling went crazy like this was when Mr. Yan came back from Secretary Yao's wedding.

Yan Xiaodao attended the secretary's wedding, gave a large-scale red envelope, and played the role of best man in person, but because of his attractive appearance and aura, he became famous in World War I and gained countless favors, as well as the blind date notes of the seven aunts and eight aunts present .Relatives and friends from all walks of life asked about Mr. Yan's birth date, family status and property income.

I heard that Yan Xiaodao didn't have any real parents, only a missing godfather and a foster mother from the countryside.With a house and a car, no parents and no mother, this is simply the most popular top-notch queen in the marriage and love market. The matchmakers are ready to break the threshold with their iron hooves!

Yan Xiaodao was very righteous to help the newcomer hold back the wine, and he was too drunk. He returned home with these blind date business cards and notes in his suit pocket.That night, both his wrists were hung on the bedside railing by a tie, Ling He pressed him to strip his clothes one by one, raped him fiercely, and tossed him all night in retaliation.Yan Xiaodao was incapable of drunkenness and had no intention of resisting, the feeling was truly ecstasy, as if a particularly sensitive meridian on Ren Du's second meridian had been opened by the alcohol, and the sharp and crazy pleasure in his intestines stimulated him intolerable...

The two of them were on the sofa in the living room of the master bedroom this time.

The sofa has not been changed, it is still the long sofa before, they read books together, fought and made love together on this sofa.

"It looks good." Ling He commented on Yan Xiaodao's overalls today.

"Handsome?" Yan Xiaodao's eyes were peacefully drunk.

Ling He satisfies Mr. Yan's occasional narcissism with deep kisses and next moves.

Yan Xiaodao was lying on the sofa, his half-naked body exuded a strong masculine charm, the lines deeply embedded in his abdominal muscles trembled slightly, a layer of wet sweat trembled with Ling He's slow intrusion, and he let out a gasp.

Ling He purposely kept the shirt on his body, even though the shirt could no longer hide from the body, the buttons were all in pieces.Yan Xiaodao's lower body was stripped naked, and his two naked thighs were strong and sexy, but he catered to his lover with a warm and unrestrained attitude!

Ling He put his legs around his waist, his pupils turned into a deep dark green, as dangerous as a feline ready to be slaughtered.

Ling He suddenly remembered something, picked up Xiaodao's trousers from the ground, and quickly removed the two braces.

Yan Xiaodao knew what Ling He wanted to do at a glance, and he didn't resist, his mind was full of violent and crazy experiences from the previous night.Ling He tied his hands behind his back with a strap, and then used a second strap to wrap around his neck and tie it with the knot at the wrist.

The outline of the chest is stretched out with deeper and more beautiful lines due to the bound posture.

Ling He sucked the red spot on his chest, nibbled on him meticulously, and sucked his soul, this bite directly drove his lower body into a rage.

Such a small knife is too exciting.

Yan Xiaodao appeared unreservedly like a handsome god bound.Both of them were so bloated that they were crazy...

The ties around his neck were loose enough that he wouldn't feel discomfort in his throat, but he was nearly suffocated by another way. The strong collision of Linghe's waves made him unable to breathe continuously, as if he was about to Split his legs from the hipbones.One leg was propped on the back of the sofa, the other dangled, and his body was forced to move backward due to repeated violent rampages.

His head hangs slightly on the arm of the sofa.

The curve formed by the side face and the Adam's apple kept trembling, trembling, and swallowing, and one could see the slightest happy feeling in the body.

The two compete for oxygen between staggered deep kisses.Indoor air is getting thinner and anoxic.Their faces became crimson, and every gasp caused the air factor to burst into sparks.Looking down at this handsome face, Ling He wedged into Xiaodao's mouth with all his might and then tightly sealed it, forcing out a suppressed moan from between his lips and teeth, and felt the dense and warm place underneath contract suddenly.

"Fuck, hurry up." Yan Xiaodao ordered in a low voice, wanting to explore the pleasure in it more deeply.

"How to fuck? You choose." Ling He's hair hangs on Xiao Dao's chest, and he directly translates the interjection into a verb.

"Fuck it... come on." Yan Xiaodao's eyes were wet, full of enjoyment and pampering, as long as he could make the person in front of him happy and happy, he would be happy to give it to him. complex psychological construction.

Excited lights and stars lit up in Ling He's eyes, he pulled out suddenly, picked up the knife, and straightened it on the sofa.

Yan Xiaodao then sat on the sofa like an old man at home, still tied up, Ling He thoughtfully put up two cushions behind him, and the next moment he wedged in fiercely, piercing a burst of screams lingering in the bass zone Voice.

Just with that voice, it's so sexy...

Can a man like Yan Xiaodao make such a noise on the bed, can he be replaced?

Limbs entangled and clapped together heavily, dripping with sweat, this kind of erotic stimulation, no man can resist.

Ling He's body was swaying in Yan Xiaodao's absent-minded eyes, slender and perfect.

Ling He also had no reservations in front of him, naked as a handsome man without clothes only in oil paintings of Greek mythology, except for the fluttering hair and the token pendant on his chest, he was naked.The color of Mr. Ling's genitals is beautiful and delicious, and every part of his body is beautiful. He likes it very much...

Cum-joyed, satiated and tired.

Yan Xiaodao broke free from the two messy trouser suspenders. This kind of fake sex toy can't restrain him, and the horsewhip he packed from the horse farm a few days ago is barely strong enough.The two moved the big bed, stacked pancakes on top of each other, gasped and kissed each other emotionally, one trip was obviously not enough, it was just an appetizer for tonight.

"All foreign birds are pink?" Yan Xiaodao teased softly, stroking the beautiful organ between Ling He's legs.

"I haven't observed others before." Ling He said truthfully.

"No one else is as good-looking as you, you are the best..." Yan Xiaodao teased with a low voice.

Yan Xiaodao lowered his eyelashes to examine, stretched out one hand to hold his genitals, and gently twisted it with his rough fingers until the thing erected again, the lines were hard and firm, and the blue veins slowly swelled out.He took Ling He's hand and held it again, just to show Ling He, and asked softly: "Do you like it?"

Ling He said with his eyes: I like it.

Yan Xiaodao kissed Ling He's eyelids and forehead: "Do you want to come?"

Yan Xiaodao's movements are gentle, and the tempo of his probing is not too fast or slow. Such a question has an extraordinary significance, and of course it is not an ordinary "doing".

Ling He was very quiet, glanced at Yan Xiaodao's ready body from the corner of his eye, and did not speak.

A full 3 minutes of silence failed to extinguish the imminent flames, and the heat wave in the air began to burn.Yan Xiaodao suddenly turned over and pressed Ling He, lingering on Ling He's face with longing and pleading eyes: "Xiao He, let me do it once."

The hard genitals had already reached Ling He's lower abdomen, Yan Xiaodao resisted the brakes before making further movements, still unwilling to force the other party.

He is not dissatisfied psychologically and emotionally, he will not feel that he is at a disadvantage, and he is not so stingy, but there is an uncontrollable essential desire hidden in his body, which breaks out of the ground whenever he has the opportunity, like opening a floodgate to release water , Such desires have tortured him for a long time.

In terms of physiological and organic desires, Yan Xiaodao thinks he is still biased.It's just that his pillow partner is young, strong, capable and good at life, and is willing to work hard to please him, so it's quite comfortable for him to lie down and enjoy it.

"You really want it?" Ling He stroked his back.

"Think." Yan Xiaodao was very straightforward.

"Go out and find Master Xiong to pick him up, Master Xiong also has a handle." Ling He pointed to the corridor outside the door.

"Fuck!" Yan Xiaodao pinched Ling He's vitals, and there was a rustle of pushing and shoving in the bed, the movement was not good.

Ling He wasn't angry or expressed disgust or dissatisfaction, but a slight hesitation could be seen between his brows, and he shrugged his shoulders: "Cough..."

"Brother's skills are very good." Yan Xiaodao whispered and kissed the person under him.

"You have good skills? Why didn't I know that you've done it with men?" Ling He teased him.

"Tsk... I'm good at riding a horse, but I can't ride a mule anymore?" Yan Xiaodao looked experienced and took it for granted.

"Damn! You're the fucking mule!" Ling He kicked hard.He had learned some of the knife's mantras.

"I won't hurt you." Yan Xiaodao continued to work hard, feeling faintly in his heart that tonight was not a good time, but once he said it, he couldn't get off.This evening he was impulsive, trying to cross the line in one step.In short, Ling He keeps silent about all the past events that may become quarrels or obstacles. Sometimes Ling He is so strong that Yan Xiaodao wants to ignore some things intentionally or unintentionally.

"If you feel uncomfortable, stop." Yan Xiaodao held Ling He's earlobe, almost couldn't bear it anymore, his genitals were like living creatures with feelings, and without turning his head, he burrowed firmly between Ling He's legs, Trembling deeply.His skin felt as if it was going to explode, and he didn't dare to force it too much, for fear that the venom packet would explode in front of him in the next second.

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