I treat you guys as buddies [Quick Transmigration]

The president's father kept his word, and said three days would be three days. During these three days, he really didn't do anything to Du Jiu, at most he just kissed and helped each other, but he never untied the chains on Du Jiu's hands and feet.

The chain can be extended, and the length just extends to the bathroom. Du Jiu was forced to stay in the room for three days. I don't know how the president's father explained to the housekeeper and servants. No one knocked on the door. Three meals a day are served by the president's father. Bring it in yourself.

He seemed to be very interested in serving Du Jiu with his own hands, and he didn't let Du Jiu do it by himself at all. Except for going to the toilet, he even came to take a bath. Of course, mutual help was indispensable.

On the first day, Du Jiu lay on the bed without eating or drinking for the whole afternoon. At night, he was really hungry. He felt that it was almost enough, so he didn't resist anymore, and obediently accepted the meal from the president's father.

After eating and taking a shower, he was hugged by the president's father and slept until dawn. Of course he resisted, but the resistance was ineffective and he was suppressed on the spot, so he could only let the president's father hold him.

The next day, he originally planned to continue lying in the dead body, but was forcibly pulled up by the president's father, brought his computer, and wanted to watch movies and play games with him, in the name of relaxing and cultivating relationships.

Du Jiu was heartbroken watching the comedy on the screen. Can he make him pretend to be miserable? After watching it, he felt like laughing every minute.

This routine made him think of Qin Jiuzhao, who obviously imprisoned him, but wanted to find entertainers from the mortal world to amuse him.

With a sullen face, Du Jiu desperately brought himself into Huo Jiu's mood, but finally he didn't laugh out loud and collapsed the persona.

Young Master Huo seemed a little regretful. He turned off the comedy and switched to a suspenseful detective film. Du Jiu watched it and found it boring. He had seen this one.

Halfway through the movie, he suddenly pointed to the man in the suit on the screen and said, "The murderer is him."

Then I saw the unspeakable expression on the CEO's father's face with satisfaction.

Huo Dashao came back to his senses and pinched his face: "Naughty!"

Du Jiu was expressionless, but there was a hint of complacency in his eyes.

Young Master Huo couldn't help but pinched his chin and kissed him: "Bad boy, seduce me again."

Du Jiu was speechless, he didn't even have an expression, why did he seduce him? !Sure enough, rotten eyes look at people's foundations, no, it's the adulterers who see adultery!

Young Master Huo closed the movie and opened the game icon on Du Jiu's desktop: "How do you play this? Can you teach me?"

Du Jiu pursed his lips and looked at him, a little surprised.

Huo Dashao seemed to understand what he meant, and said with a smile, "What? You don't think I have anything to do with playing games?" The game is automatically logged in by remembering the account password, and he clicked in directly.

Du Jiu hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He didn't think so. He had seen the president's father playing mobile games before, but it was just a traditional stand-alone game, the one that was purely monotonous.

First Young Master Huo pulled him in front of him, hugged him from behind, and bit his earlobe lightly: "I'm so sad, it seems that Xiao Jiu doesn't care much about me usually, I'm obviously playing games."

Du Jiu's ears were very sensitive, his body trembled, and he almost fell limp in his arms. His ears were slightly red, and he awkwardly said the name of a game.

Huo Dashao's eyes lit up immediately, and he turned his face to him and gave him a deep kiss. The kiss made the young man limp in his arms, before he let him go. When his lips and tongue were separated, he pulled the lewd thread.

He picked up the silk thread and touched it to the boy's lips. The softness of the lips made him unable to hold back his finger, and stirred it in the boy's mouth, imitating a certain posture to go in and out.

"Well, no, well..." Du Jiu shook his head and resisted, pushing his fingers out with the tip of his tongue, but it seemed to cooperate with him instead.

Young Master Huo knew that he couldn't bully the young man too hard, so he pulled out his finger, put it to his lips and licked it with his tongue, and said meaningfully: "Baby is so sweet."

Du Jiu's expression was embarrassing, he was ashamed and angry, and panting, he gave him a hard look, and turned his head away, obviously not wanting to talk to him anymore.

Seeing this, Young Master Huo hurriedly hugged him and coaxed him softly, then held his hand and put it on the computer: "Look, the game has been uploaded, let's play the game, I promise I won't mess with you again, okay? "

As he spoke, he clicked randomly on the interface: "What is this? Oops, I seem to have accidentally clicked the wrong button..."

Du Jiu immediately turned his face, he managed to raise this account to more than 30 levels, don't delete it for him!

The game Du Jiu plays is actually a mobile game, but he uses the computer more on weekdays, so he also installed the computer version by the way.

He put aside the hand of the CEO's father: "If you want to play, don't use my account, I will register you a new one."

First Young Master Huo raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

Du Jiu quit his own account and re-registered for the president's father. During the constituency, the president's father quickly chose the same one as him, and the name was even more exaggerated. Du Jiu's game was called Jiujiu, and he decisively entered Aijiu. .

Du Jiu was speechless, and could only look at the president's father and click OK.

After finishing the novice tutorial, he gave the computer to the president's father and let him play by himself.

Young Master Huo forcibly held him in his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder, not letting him go: "I just want to be with you, and I hope you can be with me, can't you?" The deep voice was full of disappointment.

Du Jiu pursed his lips and didn't struggle anymore.

However, soon he wanted to turn the table angrily. One of the most important points of this game is to draw cards. The cards are divided into levels. The highest and rarest is the special level. Du Jiu played more than 30 levels and did not draw a card. Premium cards, but the president's father took the three novice coupons as a gift, and the ones that were issued three times in a row were all premium cards!

Du Jiu was surprised when the first card was drawn, shocked when the second card was drawn, and furious when the third card was drawn!

What the hell, he spent so much money and didn't get a single premium card, and the president's father opened three cards in a row without spending a penny!

Can you continue to play happily? !fall! ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Probably his expression was a little distorted, and the president's father put the mouse into his hand understandingly: "How do we play next? Come and teach me Xiaojiu."

Du Jiu hesitated for a moment, but finally succumbed to the golden brilliance of the super card and stretched out his hand.

Then I happily played the game with the president's father.

Seeing that the atmosphere has improved, the president's father waved his hand, lost his energy?Buy buy buy!Tickets gone?Buy buy buy!Not enough coins?Buy buy buy!

It made Du Jiu feel completely refreshed in the game world.

It wasn't until dinner that the president's father forcibly took away the computer, and it ended unwillingly, as if he had forgotten that he was still imprisoned.

Young Master Huo put down the computer, and the corners of his lips curled up.

With this game as a buffer, Du Jiu's mood improved, and his attitude towards the CEO's father also improved a lot. At least he stopped responding in silence and started to communicate with him.

On the third day, he finally faced up to this problem and had a showdown with the president's father.

"I can't fully guarantee the relationship, but..." He spoke slowly, as if he was afraid of saying something wrong, and carefully looked at the face of the president's father while speaking, "I will try...to...like you .”

After saying the last three words, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had unloaded some burden, and brought a little self-deprecating self-mockery.

Huo Dashao bent down to look at him with a calm expression, but with a compelling force: "It's not trying, it's a must, you must, you can only like me, and you will definitely fall in love with me." "Unless I die."

Du Jiu was stunned, a little afraid to look directly into his eyes, his lips parted, and finally he said with difficulty: "Okay."

"Good boy." Only then was Young Master Huo satisfied, and gave him a rewarding kiss, this time the kiss was very gentle, but also extraordinarily lingering, and the kiss pushed him down on the bed.

"Oh, don't!" Du Jiu came back to his senses, blocked his downward hand, and struggled violently.

Young Master Huo let go of his lips, kissed his forehead, and looked down at him: "Don't worry, I said I will never hurt you, and I won't touch you until you fully accept me."

Du Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, both for himself and for the Huo Jiu he played.

According to Huo Jiu's personality, it is certain that he will agree. What Huo Dashao said is too tempting for him.

Huo Jiu was lonely and depressed. First his father and then his mother left him one by one, and he was dependent on others since he was a child, so he was extremely insecure. As long as someone was willing to accompany him, he would fall.

Originally, this person was the heroine, but now he is the president's father.

But I agree, I agree, my brother suddenly became a lover, he must still need a process of transformation, slowly open his heart, and finally truly fall in love with each other.

Du Jiu doesn't understand love, nor has he ever loved anyone, so he has no way to bring this in. He can only analyze Huo Jiu's mood, deduce his reaction, and act like he is in love with someone.

Since the president's father himself said that he would not force him, until he fully accepts it, he can delay it for a while.

The system poked its head out of the shell quietly: "Don't forget, once every ten days."

Du Jiu's face froze for an instant, almost forgot that there was Changchun silk! !

Three days had passed since it was triggered, which meant that Changchun silk would fully attack in another seven days, and he had to accept it even if he didn't accept it.

Even if the president's father refuses, he still has to beg him to fuck him.

Du Jiu: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

He pulled Qin Jiuzhao out again to whip his corpse. If the world hadn't collapsed, he would definitely apply to enter again, even at the risk of being locked up in a dark room, he would have to fight Qin Jiuzhao to the death!

Unfortunately, it is doomed to fail.

He can only try his best to convince himself to accept the reality. After all, the president's father is also the male protagonist, he is handsome and has a good body, and most of the romantic male protagonists can live seven times a night, and their skills are not bad. a bed partner.

Thinking of this, Du Jiu's mood gradually calmed down after beeping the dog. Men's integrity has always been very low, as long as it is fun.

So here comes the question, how can we seek fuck naturally and unpretentiously?Wait online.