Against the current Hengdao

There was no one in the Hanhai Building, not even a person sweeping the floor, washing dishes and washing clothes. Those little bastards were very self-conscious, and all went out to let the wind go.Ling He was forced to call Captain Mao: "Brother Xiu, where are you? Have you all defected?"

A bit of disappointment was revealed in Mao Zhixiu's voice: "Yo, Mr. Ling, so soon... you two are done?"

Mr. Ling, who has always been thick-skinned, said coldly: "Hurry up? Otherwise, brother Xiu, please come and guide me in person?"

"Don't, don't!" Mao Zhixiu said quickly, "I can't guide you two, the postures and types of work are different, I can't communicate with you! I will show you the way, I want to learn one hundred and eight forms , You ask Ah Zhe to practice, he can do everything!"

"Success, another day, I will ask Mr. Yan to ask Azhe to learn from him and study hard." Ling He hung up the phone arrogantly.This unclear sentence made Mao Xiangu rack her brains and ponder over it for a long time, didn't she... I really didn't expect it! ...

Ling He only wanted to save face in front of outsiders, and turned his head to look at Xiao Dao, his gentle eyes couldn't hide the vortex of intoxicated love.Those piercing spear thorns on this man's body seemed to be rubbed into a fragrant and lubricating softener, and the hair was smoothed out. He wished that he would have eight hands in his life, each of which would hold a knife in his arms.

Today is really tiring, tired and hungry, the chef in charge of dinner started cutting corners and cutting steps.Why do you have three courses and five courses?When the five dishes are finished, both of them will be exhausted.Mr. Ling made a dish today, and directly stewed a pot of seafood spaghetti with the simplest ingredients.

Yan Xiaodao leaned on the side of the stove, watched the master cook, and after a while, moved to the opposite side of Linghe, leaning against the oven cabinet... Changed several angles in a row, his eyes burned, and his mind couldn't stop Reminiscing about certain clips that made him burn with desire, and rewarding his growling stomach at this time with the beauty's face.He circled around, walked behind Ling He, quickly kissed the back of Ling He's slender neck when he bowed his head, and then walked away as if nothing had happened...

This meal was a game of gobbling. The two each hugged a rather deep bowl, ate up a bowl of spaghetti, each filled another bowl, and finally replenished the energy and blood value that had been removed.

Mao Zhixiu and his followers came back from a stroll after dark, carrying unfinished takeaway lunch boxes in their hands.

Mao Zhixiu shook his head and sighed: "Hey, from now on, the two gentlemen will make trouble every night, don't we hide out and eat takeaway every day? We can't live through this day!"

Ling He said coolly: "Then Mr. Yan and I will do it in the morning and ask Mr. Yan to 'wake' you up?"

Yan Xiaodao coughed unbearably, what the hell?

Su Zhe, who was abused into a dog, said heartbroken: "Boss, your only advantage, the only one, is gone now! You don't even cook for us!"

Ling He made another big move: "Azhe, do you still have that transparent jelly in stock? It's already used up, buy me a box."

Su Zhe cried angrily.

Mr. Yan pretended not to hear, and hid upstairs to play games with black hair.

Yan Xiaodao believes that Linghe, in front of a group of subordinates, must not only have the advantage of being able to cook, cooking a meal is just a superficial skill.Ling He must also have some benefits that are not known to outsiders, which can make such a group of gags and show their talents secretly loyal to him through fire and water.At least, when Mr. Ling and Zhixiu and Azhe spat poisonous juice on each other, they were really approachable, and they didn't have any pretensions.

In the evening, the two of them didn't need to talk too much, Ling He pulled Xiaodao's wrist and entered the bedroom together.

Yan Xiaodao looked at Linghe's room: "You only have one bed in this room, it's not as good as my room with complete furniture, you are too economical."

"Then sleep in your room." Ling He didn't mind, and turned back from a corridor with the hand holding the knife, and entered the guest room.

Yan Xiaodao got into the quilt, and before he lay down in a stable position, Ling He's eyes were full of deep meaning, like a big slippery fish, "swimming" from under the quilt, and knocking on his waist and abdomen with both hands like playing a piano Sensitive areas.

Ling He finally got his wish, and finally touched the ribs of the knife with his fingertips. He is willing to hold this handsome and heroic perfect "qin" in his arms and play for the rest of his life.

The pair of piano players became more and more unruly, Yan Xiaodao helplessly grabbed the hand touching his buttocks: "Are you finished yet?"

Ling He coaxed softly: "Let's come again."

Yan Xiaodao: "?!"

Ling He seemed to be addicted to eating this big sugar cake, and he didn't hide the lust spurting from the center of his brows and eyes.Young people are young people, and when they first taste sex, they simply can't hold it back.Ling He's face and body seemed to be transformed into an appearance, full of vigor, youth, rampant, and shameless, after shaking off his shyness and integrity, he rode up without hesitation.

again?Yan Xiaodao struggled to stop the pair of hands under the soft quilt from attacking his vital parts shamelessly, and the two of them almost pinched each other in the quilt.The few bruises on his buttocks hadn't disappeared yet, and he felt a dull pain when he moved. He couldn't bear it and said angrily: "It's my turn to come again!"

"Don't waste your energy resisting, do you still remember what you had for dinner?" Ling He looked malicious.

"...you drugged me again?" Yan Xiaodao asked in surprise.

Ling He smiled but didn't answer, Yan Xiaodao knew that this kid was fooling him.He also felt that with Ling He's method, this person would definitely be able to do it again.

"I'm coming, I want you." Ling He didn't use much force, but he was proficient in judo skills. He took advantage of this gap to twist Yan Xiaodao's elbow, and firmly suppressed him. Mixed with a bit of sloppy, shameless and foolish posture, Xiao Dao was determined to be reluctant to kick him out of bed.

"Bastard, who will have the final say in this family?!" Yan Xiaodao gasped and scolded.

The swearing tone is clearly scratching between lovers, it must be tickling more and more.

Ling He coaxed him and said, "You have the final say, and I'll do it too. You say what you want, and I'll do mine!"

No one can resist Mr. Ling in a war of words, and Yan Xiaodao realizes that he really can't fight someone without a knife.

"Not physically strong?" Ling He said sarcastically, "Xiao Dao, just lie down and don't move, I will take good care of you, and I won't let you hurt this time."

You "take care" of me?Yan Xiaodao couldn't laugh or cry.

Damn it, how did I teach this person badly?It turned out to be such a cold and arrogant young man who was full of contempt for the love of men and women...

Yan Xiaodao was not yet unable to defeat Ling He, but he didn't really resist and insisted on fighting for whoever was up and who was down.

Regardless of whether Ling He has that scar in his body and mind, he already has a scar in his heart.He kept recalling Ling He's sharp and violent reaction when he tried to possess Ling He by forcefully kissing him, but he didn't want to try again.He wanted to wait patiently for the other party to say yes.

He was pushed up on all fours, letting Ling He keep kissing and stroking the scars all over his body, the feeling of being wrapped in warmth and being pampered was really good.Ling He kissed him for a long time, many times the way of kissing like that did not contain the stimulation of lust, but the real emotional need between each other, he could see that Ling He really longed for him...

Before he went to bed with a knife, wrapped in a shirt and trousers and did not take off his clothes, looking back on it now is quite ridiculous.Sure enough, when I met this person, everything changed. The warmth and intimacy of the skin-to-skin contact between the two will be addictive.

With Mr. Ling's current age and experience, once he understands the tricks, it will be a man's year of tiger and wolf.

After three incidents and three incidents, in the early morning, the two got up to take a shower.

Yan Xiaodao was wearing Ling He's pajama pants, and Ling He was wearing old pajama pants stolen from Mr. Yan's house.Yan Xiaodao took advantage of the ray of morning light coming in from the small bathroom window, shaved his beard, and Ling He's topless face was slowly reflected in the mirror in front of him.

Ling He hugged him from behind, kissed the hickey marks on his shoulder one by one, and was dissatisfied to find that the strawberry marks were odd, so he took another bite beside him.This person has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the hickeys insist on making a pair.

Yan Xiaodao's cheeks were flushed with fatigue, he looked at his own face and body in the mirror, and moved his lips in self-deprecating way: "You madman, how can I look good on me? Is it beautiful? You like to fuck me like this?"

"I like it, you're so pretty." Ling He replied bluntly, his long disheveled hair brushing against Xiaodao's cheek.

Just these few strands of hair drove him crazy last night.

Every time Ling He stood up and pressed against him, he couldn't help letting his half-wet hair fall on his chest.Those few strands of hair seemed to have formed tentacles, which happened to hang down to the red spot on his chest, rubbing together with the sweat all over his chest, which made him unbearable at that time.

It just happened that Ling He saw it, as if he had found a treasure, he kept torturing his sensitive place all night, forcing him to ejaculate first every time...

Yan Xiaodao also came here very comfortably, he had never been so pampered in bed before.It was a taste that I had never tasted before, and I enjoyed it suddenly, and I really felt flattered.

Sometimes he feels, you kid, have you misjudged, or is it because of possessiveness?You like me, I understand very well, but you, Mr. Ling, can arouse your desire from my thick-skinned body and callused palms. This perverted taste is unique.

Yan Xiaodao rinsed "Gudong Gudong" for a long time, bent down and spat out a mouthful of mouthwash, and lowered his eyelashes as if nothing had happened: "Have you ever liked others? ... This means that you are inexperienced, have met too few people, and have never done it with others .In the future, if you see a beautiful, tender, charming and enchanting one, you will fall in love."

These words were extremely duplicity and insincere, Yan Xiaodao cursed three times with self-deprecating self-deprecation.The IQ of people who are deeply in love has shrunk sharply, and it is irreparable.He really loves Ling He.

"Boss Yan is worrying too much, I won't." Ling He smiled with Yu Runfeng's contentment, and pulled him back to bed to sleep.

"Hmph, you dare too!" Yan Xiaodao threw out these vicious words.Mr. Ling is not the only one who knows the taste of the marrow...

The unexpected and reasonable leap forward in the relationship has greatly bridged the emotional gap between the two, but it has not resolved the several landmines that were buried deeper.Yan Xiaodao thinks that Linghe probably got a sweet treat at the moment. It should be that he has found a balance of peace of mind for the two of them. There is no need to worry about him not coming back after running away. I have to go.

At this time, he also began to seriously consider Linghe's previous proposal: simply take his adoptive mother Yan to live in Luancheng.

Although the morality and rules in the world are such that relatives and family members cannot be harmed, if there is a grudge, seek revenge from the right master, and if there is a grievance, seek revenge from the suffering master, but Bao Buqi meets one or two unruly and sinister youngsters, in case he is set on fire in his backyard and stabbed Knife, using his family members to do tricks and articles, this kind of thing is extremely annoying and must be guarded against.

If Linghe doesn't mind and is willing to accept Rongren, it's better to take Yan Shi to live in Hanhai Building for a while.Mom and Mr. Ling can compare their skills in the kitchen.

This morning, the whole family woke up collectively, tacitly omitted the morning exercise, and combined breakfast and lunch into a simple meal.After the meal, the assistant in black gave Mr. Ling a wink at the door of the living room.

The assistant's appearance is very low-key and unattractive. This face is the exact opposite of Ling He's face. It makes people forget it at a glance. It looks like the kind that you can't find in a crowd of people. It is most suitable for going out to inquire about news and intelligence.The man reported in a low voice: "Boss Ling, we already know the exact identity and address of the driver who drove the car back then, so we can go to the door to look for him now, do you still hesitate?"

Ling He said lightly: "We have known the identity of this person for a long time. He didn't have a few drops of blood on his hands, so he has nothing to do with that dirty circle with deep roots... Chen Jiu's case is over. I can't help myself, I don't want to embarrass him, forget it."

The assistant said anxiously: "But he must know who the 'bald court' is, and he may know the real whereabouts of the other party now, but we can't find Zhang Tingqiang!"

Ling He sighed, some extremely stubborn things in his heart softened unknowingly, and he didn't know who was sawing the wood through the rope these days, dripping water through the stone, slowly comprehending and influencing him in a subtle way, thinking about many things is no longer Dogmatic and sharp.He was suddenly tired and tired from the bottom of his heart.

But some things had to be done, and they were not for himself.

The revenge of killing his father is irreconcilable. If he gives up in this life, he will never be able to forgive himself for giving up halfway and being cowardly and incompetent, even if this difficult road comes to an end, it will be a dead end.The heavy shackles imprisoned on his shoulders made him suffer from extreme pain and suffocation all the time, which made him exhausted and difficult to walk, but he was unable to confide in others.

In front of Xiaodao, he never told the truth about that year, how could he speak to Xiaodao?Don't want to say a word.

At the same time, a phone in the corner of the living room rang, and Ling He picked it up, "Hello? Who are you looking for?"

The person on the other end of the phone recognized his voice based on this sentence, left it blank for two seconds, and suddenly became furious: "You, you ungrateful, vicious and shameless vixen!...Me, me, my big brother!!"

That guy's stinging, stinging and cursing voice was quite loud, blasting out of the earpiece, the volume was deafening, and Ling He quickly pulled the earpiece away from his ear a few inches.Everyone in the room heard the ironic "fox spirit".

The seductive big vixen pouted, and handed the receiver to Yan Xiaodao: "Your good brother Fengfeng."

The embarrassing dark cloud above Yan Xiaodao's head picked up Yang Xifeng's phone call, and blocked countless gloating sights behind him with his broad back.He didn't deliberately get a mobile phone number these days, Yang Xifeng and the others probably couldn't find him, so they found the landline number of Hanhai Building from other channels in a hurry, and quickly called to find someone.

Yan Xiaodao coughed: "Fengfeng, what are you doing?"

Yang Xifeng exclaimed: "Brother, are you okay!"

Yan Xiaodao snorted, "Thank you for your concern, do you think I'm okay? I'm fine!"

Yang Xifeng stammered: "That vixen, the vixen, didn't he..."

"Didn't hack me to death!" Yan Xiaodao interrupted the other party, and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, you can't say that about him in the future, and you will still call him 'Mr. Ling' from now on."

Yang Xifeng was dumbfounded, he couldn't believe it, the boss of his family, who is usually calm, smart and full of wisdom, is now fascinated by that blue-eyed fox, making him dizzy, he is a fool addicted to beauty from beginning to end!

Boss Yan, who has earned a reputation as a foolish king, also feels that this matter is very difficult and difficult to handle, and he is ashamed to be honest with his brothers: I and that goblin have reconciled as before... No, it is better and warmer than before, so close To a degree you can't imagine.

Indeed, what Fengfeng and Kuanzi saw was that miserable and cold rainy night at Linwan Pier 5. If they don't go, they have no way of knowing or comprehending the subtle twists and turns that have happened these days, and they can't explain a sentence or two clearly.How will he persuade the misunderstanding between the two groups of people in the future?

Yang Xifeng put aside the topic of Hunjun first, and quickly reported important military information: "Brother, I want to report to you, Mrs. Tai, alas, something happened in your mother's village. It is said that most of the villages in the town will The demolition has started. I don’t know what kind of wind is blowing recently. A local official who is very happy has issued a cheating order. The excavator will start demolishing the house when it enters the village today. There is something wrong with the demolition. Go home and see if your house is still alive. Are you here!"

Yan Xiaodao's facial features were twisted into one place: "All of you hurry up and protect my mother first, and don't let her old man have any accidents. I will rush over today and tomorrow."

Ling He understood what he said immediately, and without waiting for Yan Xiaodao to hang up the phone, he signaled Mao Zhixiu with his eyes: "Pack up your luggage and bring everyone with you. It's time for us to set off and go there with Mr. Yan."

Mao Zhixiu was rather puzzled, Brother Ling, you two had a big fight over this matter yesterday, and you used all the tricks of Mongolian sweat medicine. Today, a phone call has shaken your position and mind?

Ling He sat on the sofa calmly, sighed helplessly, and said to himself: "Mom is more important."

Mao Zhixiu comprehended, and Ling He reminded again: "Go and book the ticket of the nearest flight to Jinmen Airport, if you don't have a ticket, you can pay for an upgrade."

The fairy girl flew over the balustrade of the stairs lightly with Lingbo's small steps, and the female ghost screamed sadly on the second floor of the villa: "Cough, the bitter days of eating three boxed lunches a day are coming~~~ah~~~ Ah~~~”

Observing Ling He's reaction, Yan Xiaodao was a little moved. He walked over from behind and kissed Ling He's hair and face vigorously a few times.

Volume Four