occupy boyfriend

Biting Garden's security measures are very good. Residents' access to the park is controlled by fingerprints. Just stretch out a finger and press it, and then slip away to your own garage without showing your face at all.

It takes 5 minutes to walk between the rooms. If you deliberately hide it, you may live for a long time without being identified.

It is precisely because of this that the residents of Biting Garden are all big men with big heads, faces and family backgrounds. They have no shortage of money, power and fame.

Song Jin and Xing Likun went all the way to the gate of Biting Garden, waiting in line for fingerprinting. In front of them was a white Porsche. After waiting for a long time, the car was stuck there because it didn't enter the park or turn around. .

Xing Likun frowned and honked the horn impatiently. The Porsche window was rolled down, and a thin white wrist was stretched out, trembling so much that it couldn't align with the fingerprint recognition disk.

Song Jin couldn't sit still anymore, "Don't tell me the owner of the car is doing something wrong? I'll go down and have a look!"

He unbuckled his seat belt and ran over, poised his head and was about to speak, when it got jammed, another dark and thick arm protruded from the Porsche, he hugged his thin white wrist back, pressed his fingerprints on the accelerator, and wiped the brake pads. The side of the pole sprinted away, blowing exhaust fumes all over Song Jin's face.

Xing Likun saw that Song Jin was as stiff as a wood carving, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Song Jin's expression was particularly strange, "..."

Xing Likun was puzzled, and asked again after Song Jin got into the car, the steering wheel slipped and almost hit the curb, not only Song Jin blushed, but he also felt panicked, and even looked at Song Jin in a strange way son.

Those two people actually did that while driving.

The blood in Xing Likun's mind was boiling, and suddenly he remembered that time when they were in the strawberry field of the film and television base, also in the car, Song Jin was lying on top of him panting and screaming, and shot all the way to the windshield...It was thick and white, He wiped it several times while tidying up, but there were still some faint marks.

Xing Likun stared at that piece of glass, his nostrils fluttered slightly, and he suppressed his breath. He turned his face and stared at Song Jin again. He slammed the gas pedal to the end, and hated that he didn't choose the house at the entrance. If he kept holding it down, his blood vessels would explode. up!

Especially the person next to him is still very unconscious, immersed in the curiosity and excitement of seeing the live-action version for the first time, gesturing to him for the blood-thumping car shock scene just now——

"It's a pity that the fair-skinned one didn't look at the face... the dark-skinned one, my mother, is so fierce. She is full of muscles, and she can hold someone in her arms with one hand. With that waist strength, don't you— "Song Jin said, his mouth slowly opened wide, and his eyes almost popped out.

Xing Likun thought sourly, as for what, I fuck you harder than him.

Before he could swallow his jealousy, Song Jin yelled out, "That, that man, was the one who inspected the house with Lin Jingxi last time!"

The corner of Xing Likun's mouth was not tense, "Fuck, the person in his arms..."

"It's Lin Jingxi! It's definitely him!" Song Jin fell on the passenger seat and let out a slow breath. If it weren't for his good eyesight, he would never have thought of Lin Jingxi.

Lin Jingxi is the leader of Tianlin Entertainment's film industry. He is a 23-year-old double actor. His acting skills surpass all young actors in China. Except for film promotion, he is rarely exposed to the media. Sitting there without saying a word, the ratings of the program also broke the charts - because this person is so hard to see!

Lin Jingxi only takes one movie a year, he doesn't take TV, he doesn't take commercials, and he doesn't even take official photos. Other companies rely on resource bombing to attract fans, but Lin Jingxi is doing hunger marketing here.

This is the approach that Song Jin admires the most in Tianlin's current artist public relations.

Lin Jingxi, apart from being famous for his acting skills, is also notoriously difficult to serve. He doesn't even buy into his uncle, the chairman of Tianlin.

Lin Jingxi, who walks alone, withdrawn and arrogant, who is the only one in front of the camera, is actually willing to be hugged in the car and have sex.

This is definitely breaking news!

"I heard that the relationship between Lin Jingxi and his cousin Lin Yi is not very good." Song Jin pointed out.

Xing Likun snorted, "It was not good before, but it will be worse in the future."

The husband and wife looked at each other, and both smiled badly.

It would be a pity to smash Lin Jingxi's big diamond inlaid on Tianlin's body, it would be better to pick it on himself.

And between the same kind, there will always be sympathy for each other.

After chatting about serious matters, the two of them had nothing to say for a while, when they heard the car speeding all the way forward, and the overwhelming blue sky and green water on both sides could not extinguish the burning fire in their chests.

Xing Likun rubbed his blunt knuckles on the steering wheel, and almost tore the leather cover. Song Jin leaned there and looked out the window, with his head propped up and his legs up, covering the part of his crotch that was pushed up.

At noon, I was entangled with Xing Likun at Huang Si's place and went crazy, and I saw such a shocking scene just now, can I not be tough?

Lin Jingxi was wearing a shirt with the buttons wide open, rubbing close to the chest with the man with a tough and silent temperament, his waist was bound in two by iron arms, his buttocks were heaving and heaving, and his panting and moaning were all pressed into the man's neck .

Xiong Yi even looked at Song Jin, with a sullen face, and deliberately pushed Lin Jingxi to the deepest part...

Song Jin licked his lips, put his face against the car window to cool down, and almost shrunk to the crack of the car door... The bear man next to him had hot eyes, which made him feel flustered and itchy. A storm of frenzied passion was brewing.

The car entered the garage, turned and braked, the tires screeched on the ground, and the cumulonimbus cloud exploded in an instant.

Song Jin let the inertia throw him into Xing Likun's arms. The man grabbed his two long legs, roughly hung them on his own straddle, hit him with a big hard bird, growled, and there was a sour taste in his words , "Is he as old as Lao Tzu?"

This man's brows are raised horizontally, his face is sharply chiseled, and he has the most powerful and masculine look. "Say, is he as fierce as I am?"

Sentence-by-sentence questioning is like a knife wrapped in honey, scratching Song Jin's heart, hanging him, just not giving him a good time.

Song Jin had a ball of cotton stuffed in his throat, his face was red and his ears were red and his waist was shaking, his mind was so muddled that it was completely like burning pot porridge.

All he could think about was how this bear was attacking the city on his body, sweating and panting heavily, in the bathroom of their house, in the bathroom of the restaurant, on the phone, in the car, on the bed... playing tricks with him everywhere Playing hooligans, stinky, and intimate.

In the past, he was not a person of lust, he was very feudal, very traditional, and he couldn't let it go. Why did he turn around at Xing Likun's place? I wanted to dig a hole for myself.

What can be done?

This is the person he loves, the person he brought up to Song Xiuzhi to openly recognize him, and the person he wants to partner with for the rest of his life.

He just cares about it, he likes it, he's willing to make trouble with Xing Likun, and he's willing to open up his heart for him without any shame.

The tails of Song Jin's eyes turned red, and he held Xing Likun's shoulders with his hands, holding a thick and majestic pile of flesh and blood under his palms, violently shaking his nerves and stoking the fire in his heart.

He leaned on this person, condescending, "How about I help you inspect the goods?"

Xing Likun's throat moved, he held back for a few seconds, and cursed, "Fuck."

After Song Jin said this, he was happy with himself, his face was flushed with embarrassment, his teeth could not see his eyes when he laughed, his pants were pulled off with a groan, and his fleshy buttocks were slapped twice.

Xing Likun's eyeballs were burning, and he was grinding his teeth. This daughter-in-law, she has learned badly...

It's so fucking exciting.

He rubbed the tip of his nose against Song Jin's Adam's apple and collarbone, and sucked in the refreshing smell of his body, his scalp was so hard that it exploded, and he wanted to kill him right here.

In the end, still reluctant, he opened the door and carried him out, put his head down on his shoulders, and went straight to the glass greenhouse.

Song Jin's bare buttocks were facing the wind in the daytime, and he was so ashamed at his own home that he beat Xing Li Kun's back hard, "Hey! Pants, my pants!"

Xing Likun snorted, what else to wear, I have to take it off anyway, troublesome.

The sunlight penetrates the huge glass greenhouse, which is surrounded by green plants, and a set of ivory white solid wood tables and stools in the corner, which looks very warm.

But in the center of the warm room, a large water bed was placed in a nondescript manner, occupying half of the river and mountain, covered with a black blanket.

Song Jin was used to being on it, so she shook it a few times, but didn't understand why the bed was still shaking flickeringly.

This thing was a moving gift from Xia Jun. At that time, he whispered to Xing Likun viciously, "Just thank you buddy, make sure it works well, it can slow down your daughter-in-law's waist, and let you do whatever you want Hold."

Xia Jun didn't expect that the custom-made water bed was scrapped after only one use, and was directly dried up to bursting water by Xing Likun, a rough guy.

After that, the hammocks, rocking chairs and other things in this glass greenhouse have never been broken, but unfortunately none of them can last for a month.

The most durable one is actually Song Jin with delicate skin and tender flesh.