After the book-wearing villain was forced to fall in love

I'm a little ashamed.

Although the two of them used to dawdle together and do some intimate things together,...they have never communicated in depth.Now Han Mo suddenly mentioned that it would be a lie to say that Le Yang was unprepared and not ready to move.

Licking the corners of his mouth, the parched Le Yang pinched Han Mo's neckline, and smoothed his suit.

He was tense, breathing out of order like a broken old bellows, making a whooping sound.

Unable to bear it, Han Mo resisted the urge to eat people, and waited quietly, waiting for the moment when Le Yang was willing to open up for him.He believes that moment must be very wonderful, very vivid.

Time seems to have a pulse, and you can hear the tick...tick...tick.

Le Yang, with his Adam's apple rolling, looked at Han Mo, the man's eyes were very deep, shining with encouragement.Taking a breath, Le Yang nodded solemnly, agreeing to his request.

Han Mo, whose pupils shrank tightly, immediately hugged him up quickly and lightly, and he did not forget to lock the door when he pressed him on the bed, lest the half-cooked duck fly away.

"Brother... I haven't showered yet."

"I'll wash it for you."

"No, I want to do it myself."

"Okay, I'll put the water on!"

Le Yang snickered, my brother Mo, do you know how anxious and cute you are now?With a happy face, Le Yang slid off the bed and walked forward while taking off his clothes. When he reached the door, there was not much left.

Therefore, when Han Mo, who was sitting by the bathtub touching the water, looked back, he was immediately obsessed: "Yangyang, you are so sexy."

"The water is enough, why don't you go to the bathroom to take a shower?"

There is obviously a shower in the bathroom, but Yang Yang let him go, so he can only turn around and leave, there is no way, he loves it, and he can't bear to refuse.

Le Yang opened the door recklessly, splashing water on his body one by one, making a splashing sound.The water drops slid down the snow-white skin, gathered into a stream, and disappeared into the mysterious grass.Although Han Mo couldn't see this scene, he had ears and a brain, and he could imagine the picture of Shui Furong. When the tip of his nose became hot, he quickly looked towards the ceiling to ease the momentum of the spurting blood.

After taking a bath, Le Yang took out a large bath towel from the invisible cabinet, wrapped it loosely around his waist, leaned on the door frame and looked out, huh?It's strange that Han Mo is not there, shouldn't he be more active?

Pursing his lips in displeasure, just when Le Yang decided to take another bath to torture him, Han Mo came out from the other side, approached against the wall, and grabbed the defenseless Le Yang.

"Ah! You are cheating!"

"Soldiers never tire of cheating, my dear!"

"Hey, hey, I can go by myself, Han Mo! Can I change my position?" Being picked up by a man like a child, does Le Yang lose face?Even if his arms are strong and full of explosive muscles, he can't sit on them, right?After all, Le Yang is an adult, he twisted a few times restlessly, only to hear a "pop", and was actually photographed!Le Yang lowered his head in surprise, grabbed the man's hair: "You hit me?"

"Gently, this is fun!"

"Fuck you..." The world was spinning, and when he came back to his senses, Le Yang had already been pressed on the soft quilt.Blinking his eyelashes, Le Yang covered Han Mo's kissed mouth, and said softly, "That..."

"Ok?"

The warm breath blew into the palm of his hand, as if blowing into his heart, Le Yang's cheeks turned red, he hesitated and said incoherently, "I... you... lighten..."

Han Mo, whose eyes became more and more gentle, smiled in a low voice, bit his tender finger, and said in a dull voice: "Okay, you are my true love, and I will cherish it for the rest of my life."

This sentence is like an oath, but also like a guarantee of deep affection.

Le Yang thinks that what male compatriots say when they are drunk and want to have sex with you must be the most beautiful, but they may not be the truth, but he knows that Han Mo is not a random person, and if he says it for a lifetime, it will be a lifetime.

Le Yang, who was particularly ironing, raised his arm and took the initiative to wrap his arms around Han Mo's neck. Before he could deliver his promise, the other party pressed down suddenly and kissed his mouth!

This kiss was extremely hot, and Le Yang, who wanted to respond, couldn't keep up with Han Mo's rhythm, so he could only let him fiddle with him pitifully, making whining noises, and occasionally humming a vibrato, which made Han Mo burn into flames, wishing to melt him into the bone marrow , never to be separated again.Today's night is extraordinarily long, the moon shyly hides in the clouds, only showing half of its face...

The morning sun was a bit dazzling, and when Le Ying and Cheng Qingjun ran laps together and looked back, they always felt that something was missing.

"Don't you hate Da Mo?"

"Of course I hate him, you don't understand, he is a gentleman at home, but in the company he becomes a big devil in seconds, trying to squeeze me and command me!" In order to express his dissatisfaction, Le Ying even made a gesture of squeezing toothpaste, gnashing his teeth, It was as fierce as if he wanted to crush Han Mo to death.

Hmph, Cheng Qingjun thought to himself, who is to blame?You asked for it.

"No, I have to talk to him. Others have holidays but I don't. Why?"

"The legs are on your body, just go if you are unhappy, why bother arguing with your brother-in-law? The last one is Le Yang, you have to think twice, Great Monk!"

Le Ying opened his mouth, and stretched out Erkang's hand to Cheng Qingjun who suddenly accelerated!

Fuck, even an old man can crush me! ?

No, we must win a round.As a result, he collapsed while running. Cheng Qingjun was clearly not far ahead, and he couldn't catch up!

It seems like nothing but food!Also, he doesn't like to do it.

Suddenly there was a kind of anger in my heart, a kind of anger that refused to admit defeat!Le Ying, who fell to the ground, had red eyes, gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, regardless of his dirty clothes and handsome image, he continued to rush forward.

When Han Mo opened the curtains, he saw an old man and a young man running laps in full swing, and then they were overtaken by tall and fit bodyguards.Strange, usually the second brother went to bed early, did you drink chicken blood today?

Leaving aside the abnormal person, Han Mo went back to the bed and looked at the beautiful Le Yang quietly for a while.His face was slightly flushed, and there was a smear of crimson at the end of his eyes, which was extremely seductive.Recalling the scene of him crying and acting like a spoiled child, Han Mo's heart itch, he slowly leaned closer and kissed his plump forehead.

Sleep well, I worked hard for you last night, my love.

Han Mo sent four people to guard the door, and he went to the kitchen to cook porridge and prepared Le Yang's favorite roses. When he wakes up, he will be very happy, right?

Quite the contrary!

Being tossed and tossed, Leyang's back ached, his legs felt uncomfortable, and he didn't even want to move a finger, so he just huddled under the quilt like a salted fish.

He is born to suffer, and naturally knows that it will be uncomfortable if he does not do it for a long time, take a day off, and then it will be a matter of course.

Le Yang looked at the sky outside, it's so good that he and Han Mo are finally together for real.

And the two of them have children, the three of us will live happily together in the future, and no one can separate us!

The door opened, and Han Mo walked in with a tray: "Are you awake?"

"Well, it smells so good, what did you do?"

"What you like to eat," Han Mo put the tray aside, first lifted the big baby who had been nourished by love, and made him lean against the pillow comfortably.Then press the quilt, open the small table, and put the steaming food on it.Han Mo tried the temperature, and brought the spoon to Le Yang's mouth: "Try it, I learned this from my second brother, he said you like white mushroom porridge the most, put some diced abalone, add..." Han Mo, who was introduced by the feed, was very careful, and he also fed some water from time to time to moisten his throat.

Thinking of a joke, Le Yang smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, which was very attractive.

Han Mo quickly lowered his head, after eating the marrow and knowing the smell, he felt that Leyang was delicious, and he always wanted to become a big bad wolf.

"Brother, this..."

"Ok?"

"Are you short of a son?" Laughing, Le Yang didn't restrain himself when he saw that his face was darkened, and stretched out two fingers: "I think your way of taking care of me is exactly the same as that of a baby. By then I will be the eldest son, and he will be the eldest son." Little boo boo!"

"I'm not welcome to talk nonsense anymore."

Being "bullied" Le Yang smiled even more cheerfully: "I was wrong."

Shaking his head helplessly, Han Mo resigned himself to feeding soup and small balls, occasionally licking away the food and soup from the corner of Le Yang's mouth, feeling very sweet and interesting.

"Brother, I'm sleepy."

"No, brush your teeth and go to bed."

Le Yang didn't refuse the man's hand, and brushed his teeth on the bed, he was used to it anyway.

Just as the sweetheart was resting, the child woke up again, kicking off the quilt and crying. Fortunately, Han Mo fed quickly, otherwise Leyang would definitely be woken up.

"Little Baozi, please be good. Let's go see Grandpa Cheng after eating, okay?" Han Mo touched his son's little ears with warm breath, and when he saw the baby smiling, he also smiled: "It really looks like Le Yang. , no wonder the second brother had to stay, you know? For you, he went to night school."

"Giggle cluck..."

The baby waved his hand, holding on to Han Mo's fingers.

"Laughing? Since you like it, Dad should treat him better."

More than ten minutes later, Le Ying and Cheng Qingjun came with a medicine box. They were a little nervous, so their faces were sullen.After getting Han Mo's tacit approval, the bodyguards politely invited them in.

When Cheng Qingjun took out the syringe, Le Ying turned around in distress, unable to bear to see the baby crying.

Han Mo became much calmer, hugged his son firmly, and stared at Cheng Qingjun's operation.

"Big Mo, the vaccine must be given!"

"I understand, uncle, you can call."

"it is good."

Cheng Qingjun turned on the toy switch on the baby's bedside, and when he heard the bang, the baby's attention was immediately shifted, Cheng Qingjun immediately started, Han Mo frowned stubbornly, and then, there was no more.The baby didn't respond?Didn't cry? ?Not angry? ? ?

Is it not painful to get vaccinated?

impossible?

An indescribable sense of pride flowed in the chests of the three grown men!

"What a little man! He's so strong!" Cheng Qingjun shook his small fist, praising him while teasing him. The wrinkles on his old face were fully opened, and he was full of vitality as if he was several years younger.Le Ying also walked around happily and put down a few sterilized soft toys.

"Brother-in-law, I'm going to see Le Yang."

"Not today," Han Mo refused. Remembering the decision he made just now, he paused and said, "Recently you have worked hard, take a good rest today, and tomorrow I will take you to participate in a game."

"what?"

Le Ying had a bitter face, as if someone had wronged him: "Brother-in-law, I really don't like doing business."

"Then you make money? Don't you feel ashamed when you spend more than you can and have to reach out to your family?"

Cheng Qingjun felt that it made sense, and glanced at Le Ying in disgust.Who is Da Mo?He is willing to take care of you because of Le Yang's face.

No way, Le Ying agreed.

The next night, when Le Yang went downstairs, Le Ying in a suit and leather shoes was standing beside the car, even changing his hairstyle.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Bao: An injection is trivial. It’s not as good as a bottle of milk. I can cry for three days and three nights for a sip of milk!

Ink: mighty

Music: Mighty

[The stupid author accidentally fell asleep, typing while typing!You can imagine the sad scene, falling to the ground]