Raise birds when the forest grows

Jian once said that their identities are all fake, from ID card to driver's license, to resume, everything is fake.

If he fell into the sight of the police and was found out the truth, then he might as well beat himself to death.

"I don't want to call the police." Lin Wurong thought for a long time and made the final decision.

This result was expected by Feng Jian.

In his view, the current law cannot protect victims like Lin Wurong.

And, it's more likely that he'll be second-victimized by the "victim guilt" that idiots love to talk about.

"Okay, since that's the case, you only need to do two things now. Sleep and recuperate; forget everything that happened at the scumbag's house last night. Leave the rest to me."

50 new job

As soon as Yuan Ya entered the house, she immediately asked Feng Jian: "Is Ah Rong awake?"

"Woke up once, ate something, and now fell asleep again."

"I gonna go see."

Yuan Ya tiptoed into the bedroom and found that Lin Wurong was sleeping soundly, so she stood at the head of the bed and stared intently. If Feng Jian hadn't come in and patted him on the shoulder, he would have stood and watched until Lin Wurong Wu Rong woke up.

Following Feng Jian out of the room, Yuan Ya took out a small brocade box from her pocket, and muttered: "It will be over after a fire, I guarantee there will be no ashes, why bother!"

Feng Jian took the things and smiled, and said, "Ah Rong won't agree, and it's too cheap for him."

The brocade box was opened, and a faint fragrance overflowed.

Yuan Ya sniffed it, then showed a disgusted expression, and asked Feng Jian at the same time: "Can you help me?"

"No, you stay at home. If Ah Rong wakes up before I come back, just say I went to the supermarket."

Lin Wurong slept until it was dark before waking up.

As soon as he walked out of the room, four eyes focused on him.

This was the first time the three of them were in the same room after he admitted that he liked Yuan Ya.

Feeling the same hot and affectionate eyes from the two, Lin Wurong felt extremely embarrassed.

He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at them at all, for fear that if he looked at each other, the other would be upset, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

At this moment, Lin Wurong vaguely heard a police car entering the community, with loud sirens all the way.

Driven by curiosity, he wanted to take a look at the window, but just as he turned around, he heard Feng Jian say from behind: "Ah Rong, come and sit down."

Regarding Feng Jian's words, Lin Wurong basically obeyed.

He walked up to Feng Jian and sat down, not daring to glance at Yuan Ya who was close at hand.

No way, he still found it easier to face Feng Jian.

However, when Yuan Ya reached out and tried to shake his hand, he flinched a bit, but finally didn't hide, and Yuan Ya shook his hand.

Feng Jian saw all the small actions of the two of them, and felt a little melancholy in his heart.

In fact, not only Lin Wurong is not used to it, but the three of them need to adapt.

Fortunately, they have plenty of time.

"Ah Rong, we were just discussing that Yuan Ya has some work to do in other places recently, and she will move in with us in three months' time, what do you think?"

Lin Wurong heard two messages from Feng Jian's words.

It will be a matter of time before they move in together, but Lin Wurong hopes that this day will be later so that he can fully prepare himself mentally.

However, going to work abroad...

He finally couldn't help looking at Yuan Ya, "What are you going to do?"

Seeing that Lin Wurong finally stopped "ignoring" herself, Yuan Ya smiled happily, and said with a mood like offering a treasure: "I'm going to film and leave tomorrow."

"Filming?"

For Lin Wurong, this is really big news.

Although Yuan Ya's appearance is a sign of modesty, he never thought that Yuan Ya would be willing to enter the entertainment industry.

He's just Bi Fang. Can Bi Fang, who lives on a false identity, be so high-profile?

Lin Wurong asked curiously: "Do you want to be an actor?"

"No, just to earn some money. Last month, Yong Yan said that a friend urgently needed to find a stand-in with a height of about 185cm, and asked me if I would like to save the emergency. I went. I paid [-] for three days of filming. Before Two days later, the director called me again, saying that he thought I did a good job, and would he like to continue filming. He could pay [-] yuan a month, including food, lodging and air tickets. I think it is simple and can make money, so I just accepted."

"The stand-in will do all kinds of dangerous moves, can you do it?" Lin Wurong couldn't help feeling a little worried when he thought of the news about celebrity injuries he had seen before.

"Don't worry, these things won't trouble me. They are basically putting on airs, and they are not as good as the real swords and guns on the battlefield back then."

Yuan Ya spoke casually, not noticing that Lin Wurong's expression changed.

Feng Jian kicked Yuan Ya with his feet, and at the same time supported Lin Wurong's chin, turned his face to himself, and said with a smile: "Don't worry. Our bodies are much stronger than human beings, and generally nothing can hurt us."

After Yuan Ya was reminded, she also chimed in and said: "Yes. Filming is nothing more than hanging wires, jumping from high places, and swimming with breath holding. It's not difficult for me."

Hearing what they said, Lin Wurong couldn't help recalling Feng Jian's handsome appearance when he stepped on the fire, and slowly calmed down.

Just after 10 o'clock, Lin Wurong was driven to the bedroom to rest by the two even though he didn't show any signs of fatigue.

In the living room, Feng Jian and Yuan Ya were sitting face to face, Feng Jian glanced at him and said, "What time do you leave tomorrow?"

"Flight at 10 in the morning." After Yuan Ya finished speaking, she looked at Feng Jian hesitantly, "Can I really not sleep here tonight? I promise I won't disturb A Rong."

Feng Jian snorted and said, "You don't have to go back on what you promised yourself."

Hearing this sentence, Yuan Ya was like a balloon with a hole in it, and suddenly lost her energy.

That's right, you can't go back on what you promised, that's what Master taught back then.

And this matter is not only a promise, but also a punishment.

After discovering that Lin Wurong was unconscious yesterday, Yuan Ya was terrified.

Feeling that his body was as hot as burning charcoal, and he couldn't wake up no matter how much he screamed, Yuan Ya called Yong Yan over overnight.

Yong Yan checked Lin Wurong's pulse, and immediately scolded him, saying that he would definitely scold him again when Feng Jian came back.

Sure enough, after Feng Jian came home this morning, his eyes were so gloomy that they could freeze, and he almost threw him out of the window on the eighth floor.

Feng Jian warned him that human bodies are much weaker than theirs.

Lin Wurong couldn't bear it if they indulged as much as they wanted, let alone during their illness.

Knowing that she had made a big mistake, Yuan Ya agreed to Feng Jian's request with full of remorse - never to have sex with Lin Wurong before learning self-control.

Yuan Ya was also worried that she would not be able to hold on, so she proposed the idea of ​​delaying the move for three months.

"Do you want me to see you off tomorrow?" Feng Jian asked.

Yuan Ya waved her hands dejectedly, "No need. You take good care of A Rong, and I can go by myself."

"Well, then you go back early and pack your luggage."

Yuan Ya looked at Lin Wurong's bedroom for a while, then reluctantly left the house.

On Monday morning, Feng Jian drove Lin Wurong to work.

Lin Wurong still had a sick look on his face, and his eyes flickered uneasy, as if there were all sorts of entanglements in his heart.

He was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, hesitantly looking at the door of the unit.

"Is what you said true? Ji Shuping won't show up again. How did you do it?"

Feng Jian stretched out his hand and gently hugged his shoulder, comfortingly said: "When did I lie to you? Don't ask about the others, anyway, he can't hurt you anymore."

Lin Wurong nodded and mustered up the courage to get out of the car.

Throughout the morning, Lin Wurong was in a bit of panic.

But as Feng Jian said, Ji Shuping didn't show up.

When we were having lunch, a piece of news suddenly spread in the unit.

Almost 80.00% of people have heard about it.

When Lin Wurong heard the truth, he was completely stunned.

On Saturday night, Ji Shuping was arrested by the police.

The charge is gathering a crowd for adultery.

51 Bi Fang's Revenge

Gather fornication!

This crime shocked everyone's hands, so Lin Wurong's reaction was not eye-catching.

In the next few hours, Lin Wurong fully felt the network strength of all his colleagues.

Before leaving get off work, the news from various lines turned into jigsaw puzzles of different sizes, which basically restored the matter.

It is said that that night, the police received a report from the masses, saying that in a certain community, people often hold gay promiscuous parties, and minors come and go.

When the police arrived at the scene, they found six naked men, three by three, desperately doing piston movements.

It is said that the chaotic scene at that time made all the people's servants and neighbors blush.

After a thorough inspection, they not only found a boy who was only 16 years old in a month, but also seized a large number of hallucinogenic drugs, rape drugs, and 10 mg of methamphetamine from the scene.

He didn't know what Ji Shuping ate for himself, and his mind was completely confused. When he was taken into the police car, he still called out obscene words such as "insert me quickly" and "fuck me hard".

If he hadn't been handcuffed, he would have been able to take off the policeman's clothes.

After many inquiries from colleagues, I learned that, except for Ji Shuping, the other five people, including the underage boy, were all well-known buses in the circle.

While everyone was in an uproar, they naturally also talked about it in the gay circle.

However, some people say that there is something strange about this case.

The reporter used a public phone, but after checking the video, it was found that no one entered or left the phone booth at all during that time, except for a stray dog ​​who was not small.

In addition, the ingredients of the drug detected in Ji Shuping's body were very strange, and it was an unknown drug whose information could not be found.

Because Ji Shuping is a capable subordinate of the new leader, the sudden increase in workload made everyone feel dissatisfied. Many people picked up the melons on the ground and prepared to continue watching the show. Most of the units were immersed in the atmosphere of secret festivals.

Lin Wurong finally understood what Feng Jian meant.

Gathering a crowd for promiscuity will definitely be punished, and since minors and drugs are also involved, Ji Shuping's prison term will not be too short.

As for after coming out, it is impossible to return to the original unit.

It is said that the new leader lost his temper because of this incident and almost smashed the office.

Back home at night, Lin Wurong didn't say a word about it, and ate the dinner made by Feng Jian with peace of mind.

He is soft-hearted and sometimes has a lot of sympathy.

But this does not mean that he is willing to sympathize with a villain with a human face and a beast heart.

The matter of Ji Shuping must have something to do with Feng Jian.

But as long as it is not framed, Lin Wurong thinks that it is what he deserved.

Many people felt that after Ji Shuping's accident, the new leader might slow down the pace of unit mergers.

However, a leader is a leader, and these people's minds are really not something ordinary wage earners can guess.

Instead of being timid, the new leader went through all necessary procedures within two months with a vigorous and resolute style, and merged Lin Wurong's unit into the Zhong X Group.

The transformation of public institutions into enterprises has made many people feel dissatisfied.

In particular, everyone needs to re-sign the work contract, and the determination of positions and salary levels has attracted many complaints.

When they officially moved into the group building to work, nearly one-third of the elderly in the unit left.

Lin Wurong is a relatively law-abiding employee who has joined this unit since graduation.

After working for five or six years, I have gotten used to a stable life. Although I am dissatisfied with the salary, I still signed the work contract.

Yuan Ya would call back every day after going out of town.

When Lin Wurong was at home, he would ask for a video.

At this time, Lin Wurong always hides in the bedroom unconsciously.

Fortunately, Feng Jian did not show any displeasure.

A few times when Lin Wurong came out of the bedroom after finishing the video, he could still see Yuan Ya talking on the phone with Feng Jian again, and the topic of conversation was probably him.

Lin Wurong had to sigh with emotion, for this extraordinary relationship, the two of them are really adaptable, but he still can't let go, it is difficult to mention one person calmly in front of the other.

Two months later, Yuan Ya came back.

On the phone before, he always complained that he was tanned and hungry and thin. At that time, Lin Wurong still felt distressed for a while.

When I came back, it turned out that wasn't the case at all.

Yuan Ya is still white and strong, and her smile is full of youthful charm.

Lin Wurong could tell that Yuan Ya liked this job from the bottom of her heart, and her eyes lit up when she mentioned interesting things during filming.

After dinner, Feng Jian glanced at the two of them, got up and went back to his room.

Lin Wurong was pulled into the room by Yuan Ya, and before the door was completely closed, Yuan Ya pressed him against the wall.

"A Rong, A Rong, I miss you so much..."

Yuan Ya called his name as if sighing, and kept kissing eagerly on his forehead, eyes, and nose.

When he domineeringly inserted the tip of his tongue into Lin Wurong's mouth to entangle, Lin Wurong felt his thighs being pressed against by the blood-congested little Yuan Ya. The unconventional hardness and heat made his legs weak unconsciously.

Thinking of Yuan Ya's brute strength two months ago, Lin Wurong was very worried that he wouldn't be able to get up normally tomorrow.

But after being separated for so long, he also missed Yuan Ya very much.

If Yuan Ya wanted it, he would definitely not refuse.

Yuan Ya sucked and bit, and kissed Lin Wurong short of breath, red from cheek to ear.

Seeing his flushed face, half emotional and half shy, Yuan Ya just wanted to put him on the bed for three days and three nights.

At this moment, he admired Feng Jian so much.

Facing such a lovely and attractive Lin Wurong, it is really not easy to control him without hurting him.

Yuan Ya was deeply afraid that she would accidentally do something wrong again, so she hugged Lin Wurong tightly for a few breaths, and then said softly: "I should go. You should rest early, and I will take you to work tomorrow."

"Huh? Are you leaving?"

Lin Wurong was confused by his attitude.

Clearly revealing a strong courtship signal, is this the end?

Yuan Ya bit her lip and looked at him reluctantly for a while, then nodded heavily, and left the room without saying a word.

Lin Wurong is not the kind of character who would take the initiative to court, and the only time he took the initiative to Feng Jian was also driven by strong uneasiness.

So seeing that Yuan Ya was really going to leave, Lin Wurong didn't try to keep her, but only felt a little bit of resentment in his heart.

Run away after teasing, really irresponsible!

52 honey in the oil

One month later, Yuan Ya moved into the small bedroom originally used as a guest room with simple luggage, and began the cohabitation life of the three of them.

Perhaps it was because of the adaptation period before, Yuan Ya didn't have any friction after moving in.

Neither Feng Jian nor Yuan Ya has the self-consciousness to treat each other as rivals in love, and they will not fight openly and secretly in front of Lin Wurong at all, but complement each other to take care of him.

During this period of time, Lin Wurong felt that the life he lived at home was like a fairy life, and he felt comfortable in everything.

Except for one thing.

Feng Jian held the stone-hard breast with his lips, teased vigorously with his lips and tongue, and rubbed the other one between his fingers.

Xiao Xiaolin was also held tightly by him, and his whole body was swollen, and clear liquid continued to flow out from the top, which wet the pubic hair and seminal vesicles, making it easier to move his hands.

Lin Wurong put a fist into his mouth, and he only let out heavy panting, with one or two unbearable groans leaking out from time to time.

Because I suppressed my voice, my body became more and more sensitive.

It didn't take long before the orgasm was about to be reached.

Feng Jian felt Lin Wurong's thigh tremble slightly, and he sped up his hands.

Every time I masturbate from the head to the root, the fingertips touch the most unbearable hole, and after a few back and forth, a large amount of semen is forced out.

"Well!"

Lin Wurong raised his head slightly, and blocked the joyful moan with his fist, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Feng Jian frowned at him, took his hand out from between his lips, and found two rows of deep teeth marks on it.

He put those two fingers in his mouth, and gently licked those marks with the tip of his tongue.

Lin Wurong was still in the aftertaste of the orgasm, and the tingling sensation from his fingers pierced his heart.

He moaned twice uncontrollably, but was immediately cut off by himself.

This time he didn't use fists, and bit his lip to endure.

Seeing him like this, Feng Jian let go of his hand, got up and got out of bed.

Unable to feel Feng Jian's body temperature, Lin Wurong felt a little cold.

He couldn't guess what he wanted to do, so he called softly, "Feng Jian?"

Feng Jian didn't answer, but quickly returned to bed.

He put his arms around Lin Wurong, and whispered in his ear: "I have set up a barrier in the room, and no sound will come out. You don't have to be afraid that Yuan Ya will hear it, you can call out loudly, I like to hear your feelings Difficult voice. That represents your need for me! Call me, will you?"

For a moment, Lin Wurong had the urge to cry, not physical tears that were forced out, but deeply moved.

Since the three lived together, no matter who he was having sex with, he dared not make the bed as casually as before.

He asked himself, even if Feng Jian and Yuan Ya were full of belly, they would definitely feel sad after hearing that voice.

So he became cautious, he would rather bite himself than make a movement.

Fortunately, Feng Jian understands.

Perhaps because of being moved, Lin Wurong felt that when Xiao Feng Jian entered his body tonight, the stimulation was better than usual.

Sensitive areas have been grazed heavily, and the pleasure is like a huge tide, wave after wave, constantly hitting his nerves.

The numb and itchy feeling rushed from the tailbone along the spine to the brain, making him dizzy and trembling all over.

He couldn't remember anything, only what Feng Jian said.

Call me!

Instead of being patient anymore, Lin Wurong became a little dissolute, and said some things he had never said before without hesitation.

"Hmm...comfortable...Feng Jian...so full...Feng Jian...uh...uh...going to die...Feng Jian...uh...help me...so comfortable...ah...there... It's cool...Feng Jian...still...still...Feng Jian...ahh..."

Feng Jian was surprised at first, and then as if stimulated by his sweet and ecstatic voice, he swung his waist crazily, pulled out all the little Feng Jian, and then rushed in fiercely.

Every time the chrysanthemum was opened, it tightly wrapped Xiao Feng Jian, not letting it go and not letting it go deeper.

The thrill of the strategy greatly aroused Feng Jian's desire, and almost squeezed all the sperm into Lin Wurong's body.

Lin Wurong cried and ejaculated the second round of semen, and the convulsive Judao bit Xiao Feng Jian almost surrendered.

Seeing that his chest was heaving violently, and he was almost out of breath, Feng Jian quickly thrust and thrust dozens of times, and shot in his asshole amidst Lin Wurong's unbearable begging for mercy.

Feng Jian hugged Lin Wurong, stroked his sweaty body gently, and waited for him to breathe slowly.

"Tired?" Feng Jian asked.

Lin Wurong hugged his waist, closed his eyes and hummed softly.

"I'll clean it up for you."

"No, wait a little longer."

Lin Wurong always feels so comforted by the after-sex relationship, it is almost as beautiful as in his dreams.

Listening to Feng Jian's heartbeat, he felt that his own heart also had the same frequency.

There was only pampering in Feng Jian's eyes, and he sighed softly.

He also likes the feeling at this moment. He likes to see Lin Wurong's lazy appearance, which can give him an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.

After a while, the breathing of the person in his arms became clear and regular.

Feng Jian couldn't help but laugh.

Every time after making love, Lin Wurong would fall asleep in his arms.

Feng Jian understood that it represented complete trust.

He carefully carried Lin Wurong into the bathroom, washed him away the semen and sweat that might make him feel uncomfortable, then wrapped his arms around his waist satisfactorily, and fell into a deep sleep.

Less than two months after finishing the last double work, another martial arts director took the initiative to contact Yuan Ya and asked him to audition.

While Lin Wurong was happy for him, he was still worried.

Although both he and Feng Jian said that Bi Fang's body is stronger than human beings, they are not afraid of [-] but just in case.

When Yuan Ya came home at night, Lin Wurong couldn't wait to ask him the result, and unexpectedly found that Yuan Ya's face was a little hesitant.

"What's wrong? Didn't pass?"

As Lin Wurong asked, he began to draft words of consolation in his heart.

"No, I passed. And today I happened to meet the chief director. He said that it would be a pity to use my condition as a stand-in. He asked me if I was interested in playing a supporting role. He thought I was suitable for that role."

After hearing this, Lin Wurong's eyes lit up. It would not be so dangerous to be a supporting role, and he could see a different Yuan Ya on the screen, which is what he wished for.

"It's great to be a supporting role, don't you like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it, it's just that it's weird." Yuan Ya said with a light frown.

After listening for a long time, Feng Jian couldn't help interjecting and asked, "What type of film? What role do you want to play."

"Fantasy TV series."

Lin Wurong's eyebrows twitched when he heard this, and he almost stopped laughing.

Let a Bi Fangniao participate in a fantasy drama, the chief director really has a vision.

Yuan Ya paused, and then said: "Let me play Bi Fang who can transform into an adult!"

The room fell into a moment of silence, and then burst into enthusiastic laughter.

Lin Wurong was rubbing his stomach with a smile, leaning on the sofa and shaking non-stop, and Feng Jian was also laughing so much that he lost his steady image.

The chief director is really discerning!

53 Before a business trip

Yuan Ya finally accepted the job of participating in the TV series.

Yuan Ya was very satisfied because the director's salary was 40 yuan, plus the substitute's salary.

The only thing that makes him dissatisfied is that the main filming locations of this series are all in other places, and he has to leave home for at least 3 months.

In Yuan Ya's bedroom, Lin Wurong's face was flushed with lust, and his legs were opened wide.

The inside of the chrysanthemum was wet and soft, and the lubricant that turned into water gradually flowed out from the opening of the chrysanthemum, soaking the bed sheet under her body.

Little Yuan Ya swelled as hard as iron, and a lot of water flowed out from the top, resisting the intersection of the chrysanthemum and not daring to move.

After the tip of Yuan Ya's tongue swept Lin Wurong's mouth, she asked unsteadily, "Can I go in?"

Although he is meticulous in every expansion, he always asks, worrying that Lin Wurong is not relaxed enough.

"Well, come in."

Lin Wurong frowned slightly, feeling the tight asshole opening of little Yuan Ya, squeezing into his body inch by inch, and buried it deep.

Xiao Yuanya's diameter is not as thick as Xiao Feng Jian's, but she has an advantage in length.

Whenever it came in completely, Lin Wurong had a strange feeling of being poked in the stomach.

Especially when he was thrusting violently, he was always worried that his stomach would be pierced.

"Are you okay? Will it hurt?"

Yuan Ya stared at him intently, afraid that he would feel uncomfortable.

"Well, it's okay, it's just a little bit up, move on."

Yuan Ya happily pecked the corner of his lips and began to swing his waist.

Little Yuan Ya slowly withdrew a part, and pushed it in very quickly, bearing the squeeze of the elastic fleshy wall one by one.

Yuan Ya fell in love with Lin Wurong's Chrysanthemum Way, and would always wrap little Yuan Ya from all directions, and the contradictory performance of retaining and resisting aroused the pleasure he longed for.

After tens of twitches, Lin Wurong panted heavily, and suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Ya stopped and asked cautiously.

"You... the point." Lin Wurong's voice was softer than the sound of a mosquito flying, full of shyness.

Yuan Ya's technique is still raw, and she is not very good at finding sensitive areas.

Every time it slides over the edge, it arouses a full desire, but it is never satisfied.

Lin Wurong was made up and down by him, his body was empty and unsteady, and he was even more unbearable than when he had too much pleasure, so he finally couldn't help but raise his opinion.

Yuan Ya's eyes changed when she heard what he said, and she snorted and said, "It's overwhelming to take care of you, do you still want to go to work tomorrow?"

As he spoke, he pushed hard, hitting the sensitive area, and Lin Wurong groaned loudly.

Yuan Ya smiled, knowing that she had finally found that place, she remembered the location and stormed there.

"Uh...uh...um..."

Listening to Lin Wurong's changed tone of calling the bed, Yuan Ya inserted faster and faster, hitting harder and harder, trying to give him endless happiness.

The lower abdomen and seminal vesicles hit the buttocks hard, making a loud crackling sound.

Lin Wurong's buttocks were swayed by the bump, and the erotic scene made little Yuanya bulge a little more, until it hurt.

"...don't hit...don't...just be gentle..."

Being made so cruel, Lin Wurong begged for mercy unconsciously, and Yuan Ya couldn't laugh or cry.

"Is it lighter or more important?"

Seeing that he asked the question knowingly, Lin Wurong gave him a hard look.

The lustful eyes didn't have any deterrent power, it only made Yuan Ya feel extremely seductive, so she thrust even harder.

Lin Wurong "eat the consequences of himself", he was out of breath, and the corners of his eyes turned red unconsciously.

"Yuan Ya...don't...take it easy...your ass...it hurts..."

Yuan Ya stopped to take a look, and her buttocks, which were originally white, really turned red, so she stretched out her hands to rub them.

The plump buttocks are so tactile that Yuan Ya can't put it down, the more she kneads, the stronger she becomes.

Lin Wurong was hurt by his pinching, and he kicked his feet a few times, trying to get rid of those claws.

Yuan Ya stopped her hands, leaned forward and sucked Lin Wu's soft lips, and said inarticulately: "A Rong, your butt is so comfortable, I really want to keep touching it like this. And your little hole is too It's comfortable, and I want to stay in it all the time."

As if to prove her own words, little Yuanya pumped and inserted slowly in the chrysanthemum, grinding Lin Wurong even more lustfully.

"Hmm... all the time? What about eating, bathing, and sleeping?"

Lin Wurong half-closed his eyes, his consciousness was not very clear.

"I'll feed you! I'll wash you! I'll sleep with you!"

The last three words stimulated Lin Wurong's nerves. In a daze, he laughed and cursed "rogue".

Yuan Ya smiled nonchalantly, "What's wrong with being a hooligan! Anyway, I only play hooligans to you. Come on, let's play hooligans in a different position, or your waist will hurt."

Yuan Ya picked up Lin Wurong, and they hugged each other face to face.

Both Yuan Ya and Feng Jian didn't like memorization very much. They always felt that watching Lin Wurong's happy and painful expression was another kind of enjoyment and satisfaction.

Little Yuan Ya was still inside Lin Wurong's body, and she was inserted into the deepest place in an instant.

Lin Wurong frowned, trying to push himself up, but Yuan Ya tightly hugged his waist, preventing him from flinching.

Yuan Ya stopped talking, straightened up and rushed up, while holding Lin Wurong's waist and pressing him down.

The hedging up and down brought intense stimulation, tormenting Lin Wurong to the point of madness.

He choked his voice and cried, tears streaming down his face.

"Ah...ah...too deep...too deep...stomach hurts...Yuan Ya...let go...gentle...slightly...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

When Xiao Yuanya sprinted for the last time, Lin Wurong felt a white light flash in front of his eyes, and the semen sprayed out by Xiao Xiaolin wet Yuan Ya's firm chest.

Ju Dao convulsed crazily, stimulating little Yuan Ya to accelerate to the summit.

Lin Wurong's eyes widened, he couldn't see clearly, his back was tense, and his muscles were sore from excessive exertion.

My brain was completely shut down, and I couldn't even control my breathing. The feeling of lack of oxygen made the chrysanthemum more sensitive, and the pleasure of orgasm was magnified several times.

When little Yuan Ya shot a large amount of semen into the depths, Lin Wurong was so weak that he lay limp on Yuan Ya's chest, and could only moan weakly.

Yuan Ya exhaled, but was still reluctant to quit.

He massaged Lin Wurong's back with one hand and his stomach with the other, and asked softly, "Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"No. Come out, I want to lie down."

Lin Wurong spoke weakly.

Yuan Ya put him on the bed.

As soon as Xiao Yuan Ya pulled it out, the milky white semen flowed out from the small mouth that hadn't closed in time.

He looked carefully and said worriedly: "It seems a little deep, let me clean it up for you."

"Don't, don't, I'll do it myself later."

Lin Wurong resisted with strength.

Yuan Ya looked clumsy in doing this kind of thing.

I remember that after they had sex for the second time, Yuan Ya insisted on cleaning it up for him, but her hands got a little too strong and almost scratched his inner wall.

Keeping this lesson in mind, Lin Wurong would not dare to let him deal with the aftermath every time in the future, and would rather work harder on his own.

Yuan Ya understood his concerns, and leaned into his ear to please him and said, "Ah Rong, let me try again. I promise I won't hurt you again, okay? Be good! Come on!"

Lin Wurong was amused by his pitiful expression, and after softening his heart, he agreed to his request.

Sure enough, Yuan Ya's movements were very gentle, and the way she stared with bated breath made Lin Wurong feel like being pampered to heaven.

The two took a bath together, hugged each other, and fell asleep contentedly.

54 Resignation

Yuan Ya's acting work is going very smoothly, and every time she has a video with Lin Wurong, she is always beaming.

The Spring Festival was approaching, and the crew had a ten-day vacation, so Yuan Ya hurried back home without stopping.

I wanted to surprise the two of my family, but unexpectedly, Lin Wurong had to work overtime today.

After dinner, Yuan Ya told Feng Jian that she had signed with a brokerage company, which shocked Feng Jian.

According to his own statement, there is an old actor in the same group who likes the history of the Ming Dynasty very much, and the 100 years he lived before happened to be in the Ming Dynasty, so the two hit it off very well.

Lao Xigu not only taught him how to figure out the role, but also enthusiastically introduced him to a large company with a good reputation in the industry after knowing that he did not have a brokerage company.

Seeing that the conditions offered by the other party were good, Yuan Ya signed it.

After listening to the cause and effect, Feng Jian pondered for a moment and said, "You can handle this kind of thing yourself. But I still have to say a few words. Don't try too hard. If your body is too strong, it will easily arouse suspicion from others. Occasionally pretending to be sick is more Good. Also, there are many crooked ways in the entertainment circle, so be careful not to step on the thunder."

Yuan Ya nodded in agreement, and said, "Don't worry! I have been a human being for more than 100 years anyway. When I followed Master to protect that stupid prince, I have seen all kinds of open swords and dark arrows. Now compared with the past , can only be regarded as a frog at the bottom of a well."

His words reassured Feng Jian a lot.

Indeed, which of the current means is not left over from the old ancestors?

It's just a difference in how it's displayed.

"What time is it? Why hasn't Ah Rong called?" Yuan Ya looked up at the wall clock in the living room, "Is he working overtime so late recently?"

Feng Jian hummed helplessly, "He said that the head of the department signed the assessment responsibility letter with the management at the beginning of the year, and there were very heavy targets that had to be completed. Unexpectedly, after New Year's Day, two people from their department left in a row, and all the work was done. It has to be shared by other people. This is the third day in a row that he has worked overtime, and he didn’t go home until almost 11 o’clock in the first two days.”

"Then how can I do it!" Yuan Ya became angry, "If you are in such a body, you will definitely not be able to bear it, so you didn't persuade him?"

Feng Jian pinched the inner corners of his eyes and said: "It's useless to persuade. The work is allocated according to the head, and he is not the only one who works overtime. He has such a weak character, how could he disobey the leader? So... you tonight Don't torment for too long, let him sleep more."

Hearing this, Yuan Ya couldn't help but glared at him, and said, "I'm not a cunt, and it's too late to feel distressed. Naturally, we can tell which is more important."

Feng Jian lowered his head and smiled indifferently, took out the car key and handed it to him, "It's uncomfortable to see you fidgeting, just go to the gate and wait, and drive carefully."

It was past 10:[-] p.m. when Lin Wurong finished his work.

He stretched his waist and stretched out his stiff back muscles, and a heavy sense of fatigue flooded in like a tide.

A few days ago, Feng Jian would call to inquire about his off-duty time and pick him up at the door.

If he didn't receive a call today, Lin Wurong thought he had forgotten, so he didn't want to make him have to work hard again.

It was already four or nine o'clock, and when I walked out of the laboratory, I felt the chill go straight to my bones.

Lin Wurong shivered unconsciously, hurried back to the office, put on his coat, wrapped himself up like a bear and left the building.

Just as he was about to walk out of the company gate, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

After seeing the name displayed on the screen clearly, he couldn't help but smile.

"Hello, Yuan Ya."

"A Rong, did you miss me?"

"Well, think."

"If you want me to go faster, I can hug you."

"Ok?"

Lin Wurong put down the phone and looked around blankly.

Across the road, a familiar figure stood beside a familiar car.

A warm current overflowed his heart, Lin Wurong felt his body became much lighter, he almost trotted across the road and came to Yuan Ya's side.

"When did you come back, why didn't you call first?"

As he spoke, Lin Wurong put his hands into Yuan Ya's palms and let him hold them tightly.

Yuan Ya's body temperature passed along her tightly pressed palms, driving away the hunger and cold in the middle of the winter night.

"This afternoon. I wanted to surprise you, but I didn't expect you to work overtime, so I had to come pick you up