Report to the president, your actor has run away again

Tang Ruan looked at his limp little bird and fell silent.

What's going on here.

Obviously, every morning, his little bird would hold its head high and hold its chest high, but today, why is it so listless, and it also looks like it has been ravaged miserably?

Most importantly, how did his bird escape?

"I can explain this!"

Fu Xin was lying on the side of the bed, looking like he was ready to run away at any time, "Your underwear was dirty yesterday, I washed it for you and dried it on the balcony, and there is no new underwear here, so"

So you let me sleep with you under the covers?

Tang Ruan raised his head expressionlessly, and sure enough, he saw his gray panties fluttering in the wind from the bay window of the hotel balcony.

"Fu Xin."

Tang Ruan hooked his fingers at him with a smile on his face: "Come here."

Fu Xin shivered, he had an ominous premonition.

But the body crawled over honestly.

"What is it!"

It was too late, and then it was too late, as soon as Fu Xin entered the reach of Tang Ruan's arms, he saw two small white hands flying across the air in front of his eyes, and then there was a sharp pain in his scalp!

"Are you a dog? Are you a beast? I will kick you to death today!"

Tang Ruan grabbed Fu Xin's hair with both hands and pulled it vigorously. When he saw the timing, he flew out and stepped on Fu Xin's lower body, which was only wearing underwear.

Feeling the hard touch under his feet, Tang Ruan was shocked: "Knock your mother! How dare you be hard?!"

His little bird can't even fly, how dare this dog dare to be tough? ?

"I pulled it out for you!"

"Don't, don't, don't __" Fu Xin quickly stretched out his hand to protect his crotch. He felt that he was about to be ripped into a bald man, and tears welled up in his eyes, "Don't pull it out! Don't pull it out!"

Tang Ruan plucked Fu Xin's hair with one hand, and pulled his ears with the other. His long legs were still kicking around like a rabbit, kicking wherever he could, and kicking with precision.

Why does the popular film king throw birds and kick people naked in the early morning?

Why does the boss of the group cover his crotch with tears and let others ravage him?

Is this a moral depravity or a moral depravity?

"You shameless ugly bastard, do you know what the fuck is called rape?! I'm going to tear your prostate out today!"

As she said that, Tang Ruan glanced over the massage stick and the dancing egg on the ground, and her eyelids twitched.

"very good."

Tang Ruan picked up the pink Peppa Pig massage stick, and turned the vibration to the maximum.

"Turn around, stick your butt up!"

Tang Ruan is a master who will never suffer. He is not the kind of little white flower who will cry and wash his face with tears when he is 4. He is a fucking man. If he is 44, of course he has to #come back!

Fu Xin looked at the shaking piglet in Tang Ruan's hand, and stretched out Erkang's hand in panic: "Ruan Ruan, cold stem, cold stem!"

"Fuck you, my stem is so cold right now!"

Tang Ruan now very much suspected that Fu Xin had failed him, and when he thought of this, his mood suddenly became more gloomy.

"When you throw Jiba around and stab it, you must be prepared to be stabbed. Get up quickly, and I will clean the sewer for you today!"

Fu Xin is about to cry, he is not constipated, he doesn't need to pass the sewer! QQ

"I didn't stab you, I didn't do anything yesterday!" Fu Xin protected his crotch with one hand and covered his ass with the other, with a miserable expression, "Really!"

"I fucking believed your evil!" Without saying a word, Tang Ruan was about to start a fight with Peppa Pig.

"I really didn't. Chi Hengyang had already given you medicine when I came yesterday, so I'll cool you down! Ask Liu Fen if you don't believe me!"

Tang Ruan's peach-blossom eyes widened, "Is there something about Liu Fen?!"

When I was in school, Tang Ruan felt that Fu Xin was not a good roommate. He was a 1.8-meter tall man who studied how to fit his chest into a D cup every day. He had as hot eyes as he wanted.

"No, no, he just gave me a trick!"

Tang Ruan snorted coldly, "Is he an obstetrician and gynecologist to help you? What the hell are you going to do, deliver my baby?"

Fu Xin pursed his mouth and whispered: "I really want to."

Even though he said so, Tang Ruan couldn't help but move his waist.Although his little bird was rubbed a bit badly, he really didn't feel much in the back, and his waist didn't hurt much.

He has experienced Fu Xin's skills before. If he can't do a good job, he knows how to forcefully stuff it in. If he stuffs it in, he will only poke it a few times. He has tossed him once and can't get out of bed for two days.

"You really didn't touch me?" Tang Ruan looked down at Fu Xin, and the piggy in his hand slammed into Fu Xin's side face like a threat.

Fu Xin felt the vibration on his right cheek, swallowed, and said in a low voice, "Just, just touch the front."

Tang Ruan narrowed his eyes: "Huh?"

"Okay, I even licked it! Don't poke, don't poke! I'm doing this to cool you down! QAQ"

Tang Ruan looked at Fu Xin's cowardly look, gave him a blank look, and threw Peppa Pig to the ground.

"Bring me my panties."

Fu Xin immediately brought over the panties that had been dried.

When Tang Ruan changed his clothes, Fu Xin kept sneaking glances at him.

One sat on the edge of the bed lazily buttoning his shirt, the other