Bai Yueguang, he is two hundred catties

Familiar taste, familiar feeling, Fang Man's heartbeat speeds up, and his body has a faint tendency to change from "丨" to "Bu". Judging from the experience of the elevator rolling, Kong Que is not afraid of the pain, but it makes him more excited.His will affect the people around him in reverse, the number is variable.

Just like now, he not only influenced Fang Man, but also the photographer in the corner.

The camera uncle looks quite normal now, but he smells strange!

"You go out first." Fang Man scooped up Kong Que, went straight to the toilet, and locked the door firmly.

And Kong Que, the unlucky bastard, was wrapping his arms around Fang Man's neck, crawling up his waist like a snake, and whispered in his ear, "Hit me, shock me, beat me... I'll kill me too!" do not mind……"

"I don't. I want to stick to the bottom line of successors of socialism." Fang Man let Kong Que sit on the sink, took the shower head in one hand and sprayed water on his face. Kong Que didn't like water, so he buried his face in Fang Man's plump body. chest.

To be honest, bathing Kong Que is much more difficult than bathing Gou Lao Si, at least Gou Lao Si will not hide his face.

Fang Man shook his head, shook off some of the water on his own head, then pulled off Kong Que's wig, stretched out his hand and rubbed the hair sprayed with styling water, and said: "I kicked you just now, cough, I'm sorry... Are your ribs okay?"

Kong Que raised his face, revealing a pair of dark and moist eyes, and said cheerfully, "Guess."

Fang Man: How much pain did Kong Que have to be happy like this?

The next thing to do was to record the show. Fang Man had to make sure that Kong Que hadn't been kicked by him. He pinched the nape of Kong Que's neck and tore him off his chest. "The skirt is off, let me see."

"The zipper is at the back." Kong Que retracted his legs, turned over on the sink, kneeled on both sides with his back to each other, faced the mirror, and said with a smile, "Open it."

Fang Man: "..."

Water droplets dripped down the hair and landed on the nape of the neck.The nape of Kong Que's neck was very white, and Fang Man had pinched a red mark just now, and the water dripped on it, like the morning dew on the petals.The neck, shoulders and waist outlined a pure and lustful arc, Fang Man's Adam's apple moved, he closed his eyes and quickly pulled the zipper, and pulled the towel over Kong Que's body.

Fang Man: Once again, I am steady.

Kong Que: "..."

Fang Man: "Come on, don't watch it, you want to trick me again. You take a shower first, and I'll get the clothes."

Kong Que looked at Fang Man through the mirror, and said, "Fang Man, last night, you said you would definitely kiss me next time, and this is the next time."

Fang Man: "..."

Fang Man recalled the past, and suddenly found that Kong Que's ideological awareness had improved. In the past, Kong Que had pressed him to kiss him and would not ask for his opinion at all.

That must be encouraged.

Fang Man touched his nose and said seriously, "You can't bite my mouth."

Kong Que nodded, took out a toffee from the small pocket of his skirt, and handed it to Fang Man, staring at him passionately, as if he was not handing a candy, but a condom.

Fang Man: I always feel like I'm about to be prostituted!

Fang Man couldn't understand why Kong Que was so keen on kissing with sugar in his mouth, but the show was about to start, and he couldn't bear to stay in the bathroom with Kong Que in such an ambiguous manner!

Shila-

Fang Man bit off the wrapping paper, lowered his head to suck Kong Que's lips, and the aroma of toffee overflowed from his lips and teeth.Kong Que still turned his back to Fang Man, tilted his head to kiss him, and he leaned against Fang Man, or rather, fell into his arms, a very hot and soft embrace.

Kong Que thought, when he was very young, his mother should have hugged him, and she called him a baby, not a monster.

Ever since he went to Africa to save Zhou Xiangwan’s husky, Kong Que had always wanted to know what toffee tasted like. He thought it would be as cold as snow and tasted like mint, but he didn’t expect the toffee to taste soft and sweet. It is somewhat similar to the "love" in my mother's mouth.

Kong Que fell into deep thought, trying to make sure he was loved.

This kiss was dominated by Fang Man. In the past, Kong Que kissed him as if he wanted to bite off his mouth, but this time he was gentle and gentle, except for occasionally sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick his lips.

Water dripped down from the shower head, and the sticky kiss made Fang Man lose the concept of time, but his sore waist and hot mouth told him that it had been a long time since the kiss.

Compared with hard candy, toffee is not easy to be crushed, Fangman hooked his tongue, hooked the last bit of candy into his mouth, and swallowed it silently.

"The kiss is over." Fang Man pulled out his mouth relentlessly, took out a wet towel and handed it to Kong Que, feeling a strange feeling in his heart as if he had just finished feeding Kong Que.

Kong Que blinked, with a slightly confused expression on his face, he said, "Where's the sugar?"

Fang Man spread his hands, pretending to be innocent: "It's melted."

Kong Que suddenly smiled, "You secretly swallowed it."

Kong Que smiled, and the smell of blood and blood rushed to his face.

Fang Man: "..."

Fang Man was confused, so he swallowed half of Kong Que's candy, why is he so angry?I didn't see how distressed Kong Que was when I sent a lot of money to his card every day.

Fang Man: "Hey, no, what are you angry about?"

Kong Que: "You ate my love."

Fang Man: "???"

Fang Man couldn't hold back this time, and ran out holding his nose, "Queer, calm down, you wash first, I'll find you candy!"

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Until Kong Que came out of the shower, Fang Man hadn't found the toffee of the same style as Kong Que.

Kong Que's face returned to normal, maintaining a kind smile and standing beside him gracefully.

Fang Man said timidly: "...I didn't find it."

Kong Que smiled: "It's okay."

Fang Man thought, you don't smell like it's okay!

When it was time for breakfast, the artist received a task from the program team: to make a breakfast of love for the manager who worked hard to wake up early, but he needed to obtain ingredients through his own efforts.

All kinds of ingredients are placed on the shelves, corresponding to different numbers. They need to obtain the ingredient numbers by rolling the dice in turn. For example, the number of points for the first shake is "1", and the number of points for the second shake is "5". Then the No. 15 ingredient can be included in the bag, and the cooking method will be determined by drawing lots.

Fang Man, Chu Yin, Qian Tianyi, Yao Chaowu, and Zhao Nuohong sat around a table, the dice were placed in the middle, and no one moved, Fang Man looked around and asked: "Who will come first? "

Zhao Nuohong looked at Fang Man, and said affectionately, "You have a lot of hair, so come first."

Fang Man: "..."

Fang Man didn't speak, and got goosebumps all over his body. Zhao Nuohong, as he got older, became more and more greasy.

Qian Tianyi propped his chin and said: "You-the-biggest-only, you-first."

Fang Man knew that Qiantian was trying to save him, and said with a smile, "Then I'll take a step first."

Fangman's first shake, No. 66——egg.

"Wow!!!"

"6666," Yao Chaowu gave a thumbs up, "Fang Dao, hello!"

Wei Lai said: "Dog, you are basically invincible."

Fang Man said: "Don't milk me, I'm afraid."

Fangman's second shake, No. 11——Durian.

Durian fried eggs, so sour and refreshing.

"Fuck..."

"..."

"..."

Qian Tianyi: "Ha-ha-ha."

Fang Man turned his head tremblingly, only dared to look at Kong Que with one eye, "Mr. Que, I was wrong."

Kong Que pushed his glasses, smiled and said, "It's okay."

Judging from the taste, Kong Que really thought it was okay.Fang Man was quite flattered. Although Kong Que was a cheapskate who would get angry because of half a candy, he was surprisingly easy to talk about in some respects. Fang Man sat back and suddenly had the outrageous idea that "Kong Que is a little bit cute". .

Zhao Nuohong said: "I'll be next, is that okay?"

Fang Man naturally had no objection, and when he pushed the dice over, Zhao Nuohong smiled greasyly at him again, and got goosebumps all over again.

The cold dice were no longer as warm as Fang Man's hand, Zhao Nuohong rubbed the surface of the dice with his thumb, and rolled the dice with his eyes closed.

Number 45 - Noodles.

Zhao Nuohong breathed a sigh of relief, and the other party said, "Shall I exchange noodles for your durian?"

Fang Man: "..."

Li Yongbo, Zhao Nuohong's agent, was shocked and said: "Zhao Nuohong, we have a big feud, right?" He said this as if he was joking, but in fact he was furious in his heart, he didn't want Zhao Nuohong and Fang Man to get involved With any relationship, if the truth of the year was revealed, the consequences would be disastrous.

Fang Man said: "No change." Due to the large number of people, Fang Man didn't scold Zhao Nuohong on the spot, touched his belly, and thought about how to make durian eggs to make them normal.

Chu Yin is the next one. Before rolling the dice, Wei Lai leaned on Chu Yin's back and analyzed: "It seems that the bigger the number, the more normal the ingredients. Baby, let's get a big one!"

Chu Yin hummed coolly, and shook his hand casually, number 65 - kangaroo meat; number 43 - old godmother.

Laoganma is paired with fried kangaroo meat, which should taste similar to fried steak.

"Day!" Wei Laijiao trembled wildly.

"Hey——" Chu Yin fell back, rolling his head on Wei Lai's shoulder a few times, "Is it big?!"

Wei Lai said, "Big!"

Chen Meixian's face was gloomy, Yao Chaowu smiled stiffly, took the dice and shook it, and a slice of Omans toast came out.

Qian Tianyi didn't even bother to shake the dice, so Long Dongqiang had to hold Qian Tianyi's arm to help him shake it. Maybe lazy people have lazy luck. Qian Tianyi's last dish was instant noodles with ham sausage. Long Dongqiang beat his chest and feet, and was so moved that tears filled his eyes .

Overall, Fangman's durian fried eggs are the best in the audience, and no one dares to challenge them.

The program team set up five stoves in the small garden, the artists were busy with their work, and the managers sat at one table waiting for the meal, the atmosphere was quite dignified.

Chen Meixian and Wei Lai are rivals, they have always been at odds with each other, they don't even bother to act, and they stay far away from each other.

Long Dongqiang was afraid of Kong Que to the point of death, nestled beside Kong Que like a quail, and told him rationally that if he didn't ask for a good flattering of the leader, he should at least chat for a few words. He summoned up his courage and was about to speak when Li Yongbo suddenly sat down. come over.

"Kong Que," Li Yongbo smirked, "Has Fang Man cooked for you before?"

Kong Que smiled and said, "No."

Li Yongbo said: "The first time I saw him was at the door of Xiao Zhao's house. He was carrying a bag of fruit and food and asked Xiao Zhao to open the door for him, but Xiao Zhao didn't open the door. Hey, how did you and Fang Man meet? Did I bring you some fruit too?"

Long Dongqiang's forehead was sweating, and Li Yongbo told Kong Que that Fang Man harassed Zhao Nuohong overtly and secretly, and asked if Fang Man had sent fruit to Kong Que, and he was also inquiring about the relationship between the two.

Kong Que smiled and said: "Mr. Li, I know what you want to ask. We all know whether Fang Man has unspoken rules for Zhao Nuohong. When you die, it only depends on how long I want to play."

"...You." Li Yongbo took a deep breath and pulled out a convulsive smile, "Kong Que, you are still young, you are not dead, and your thinking is a bit radical. In life, it is very important to take the right path. You are Fang Man Broker, how risky is it? Based on your conditions, it’s no problem to be a top trafficker. Brother Li likes you very much and doesn’t want to see you go astray. You should think about it first and don’t rush to make a decision.”

"I'm not Fang Man's manager." Kong Que showed a perverted yet routine smile, "I'm Fang Man's lover. If I don't help him, who will I help?"

Li Yongbo: "..."

Long Dongqiang shivered, remembering again the fear of being dominated by Kong Que's limitless vest.