Who kidnapped the president's baby brother

Song Yanhe has understood a truth since he was a child: the heart has no dual purpose.

When the other senior brothers were catching dragonflies and butterflies with the newly learned spells, he insisted on pulling Li Daowu to study hard, and he was able to catch some goblins with low mana; When sneaking down the mountain to play, he only focused on studying the Qimen Dunjia technique in the room, and he was able to break the barrier of the mountain gate on his own; In the year's Martial Arts Conference, he won the first place, overwhelming young talents from other sects and families. He did not rely entirely on his extraordinary talent.

But at the moment, he inexplicably took care of himself, which made him feel that he might no longer be able to practice peacefully in a short time.

First of all, when he woke up, he didn't understand why he was so hotheaded that he wanted to sneak into Nie's house in the appearance of another person, and now he had to serve a young master like a servant.

Young Master Nie is obviously strong, tall and mighty, but like a second-degree disability, he has to do everything for him.It's fine to serve tea and water, but why do you have to use a spoon to feed you with a spoon?You have to take him with you to work, not to mention, why don't you just say you want to take a nap and ask him to warm the bed because it's cold?Are the central air conditioners in the top and bottom of the Nie's Group all decorations?From morning to evening, I would pull him onto my lap to be touched and hugged from time to time, teasing him until his whole body became hot, and then I shook my hand coldly to ask him to go away.

Second, he put a restriction on Chen Mu's house, and created an illusion with a ray of spiritual power, making the thousand-year-old fox demon think that the head of Song was still under the same roof with him every day.This phantom looks almost the same as himself, except that it has no combat power at all, but Fan Lin Lang will turn into nothing with a little attack.Fortunately, the fox demon's nature is not bad, but there are always some silly things that challenge his spells all day long.

If you say you don’t know how to cook, you don’t know how to cook. Why do you have to make a bowl of Shiquan Dabu soup for my phantom?Do you know how much effort I spent to clean the bowl of things in the phantom, and I didn't sleep all night?If you want to eat chicken, it’s okay to secretly take the money in the drawer to buy it, but what’s the matter if you insist on feeding it to my phantom?I’ve said that I’m going to start bigu and you can just eat it yourself!I am the head of Wuliang Mountain. You, a fox demon, have nothing to do and drag me to talk about it. The phantom knows very little, so I have to use my spiritual sense to answer you. It’s nothing to do. You can’t be honest Have you practiced in seclusion for decades?

For this reason, Song Yanhe had to withdraw his spiritual consciousness from his body every night, and went back to Chen Mu's house to check his spells and illusions. When extracting the day's experience of the phantom, I saw the fox demon booing and inquiring about him. I couldn't help but worry about how he would recover after the battle with the wraith. He had no choice but to hurry up as soon as he realized that Lin Lang had some new tricks. Make a patch for your enchantment, add a judgment, and modify the bug.

Thirdly, Chen Mu’s family goes to clean the housekeeping once a week, and he has to divide his Yuanshen back to stare at the prohibition, lest Lin Lang reveal his secrets; Dr. Wu at Nie’s house has to give him acupuncture and cupping every other day to strengthen what? For the treatment of poison, when the two conflicted, Song Yanhe could not wait to pluck a few hairs from his head like Monkey King and blow his breath to become himself.

The real You Fei didn't know whether the residual poison in his body had been cleaned up, and whether he should pack the medicine that Dr. Wu gave him and put it in the refrigerator and send it to You Fei at once?In case the poison in the body has not been cured and You Fei accidentally dies, what will Nie Qingyue do?What should he do?Do you want him to pretend to be You Fei for the rest of his life?No, no, I have to take some time to visit him quickly, and force the poison out of his body!

Song Yanhe lived every day in fear of being exhausted physically and mentally.Sometimes Nie Qingyue was pulling him to eat tofu, and when he was being kneaded so that he felt swaying, he suddenly felt a wave of phantom in Lin Lang's side, and quickly jumped off Nie Qingyue's lap, pretending to go for convenience.It's fine once or twice, but Nie Qingyue couldn't do without cynicism and merciless sarcasm if the number of times was too high, which made him wish to seal Lin Lang in the light bulb, and at the same time wish to knock Nie Qingyue out with his palm.

Lin Lang dragged his voice and shouted, "Master Song——"

"Huh? Mr. Nie, are you calling me?"

Nie Qingyue raised his head from behind his desk, and slammed the folder shut, "When did I call you? Are you in a hurry again?"

Song Yanhe was startled, if it wasn't this side, it was Lin Lang!That's right, only Lin Lang would call him Head Song.

Hastily separated a wisp of divine consciousness into the phantom, and asked solemnly, "What's the matter?"

Lin Lang pouted, "It's such a nice weather outside, can I go out to play for a while? Just for a while--okay! I'll just walk around the neighborhood, and I will never meet anyone I know!"

At the CEO's office, Nie Qingyue yelled, "You Fei! How dare you lose your mind when I'm talking to you?"

Song Yanhe quickly returned to his senses.You Fei asked innocently, "Ah, Mr. Nie, what did you just say?"

"I want you to put the flowers on the table into the vase."

Only then did Song Yanhe see a large bouquet of extremely beautiful roses on the table.

"Hey, where did this flower come from?"

"do not know!"

"Did someone give it to you?"

"no!"

"That is……?"

Nie Qingyue gave him a stern look, "If you tell me to do it, you do it, why are there so many nonsense!"

"it is good……"

You Fei held a bouquet of flowers and started looking for an empty vase in a panic. Too big is not good, the bouquet will fall in, too small is not good, it is easy to fall... There seems to be a grid on the top of the cabinet, um, no need to step on the stool Well, you should be able to get it, You Fei's body is a little bit taller than his true self.

The young man in a well-fitting sweater raised his hands high, trying to grab the vase on the top shelf of the cabinet, but he didn't realize that his waist was completely exposed to someone's sight.

Before he touched the vase, his waist suddenly became tight and hot, and a pair of big hands reached into his clothes and touched him twice, "Don't insert it, go to take a nap!"

"This... what time is it..." Song Yanhe wanted to look back at the wall clock on the wall, but the man behind him hugged him so tightly that he couldn't turn around, and his hot hands stroked harder and harder, kneading A little on the chest.

Song Yanhe tried to wake up the president's reason, "It's still...it's still daytime..."

Lin Lang was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong with your throat, you're shaking when you speak, aren't you feeling well?"

Song Yanhe's phantom's face turned red immediately, "Go, go, go, where are you going, hurry up, I'm telling you that it's daytime, if you want to play, come back before dark!"

Lin Lang happily took out a wad of money, stuffed it into his pocket, and ran out the door.

Nie Qingyue in the CEO's office has already thrown You Fei onto the sofa, "What are you playing, why is it dark? Are you implying that I will play with you until dark? Sorry, I don't have that much energy."

"No, I didn't say that, you heard wrong..."

"But it's okay to play with you for a while." The tall man sat on his lap, with his hands resting on the sides of his head.

"Mr. Nie, it's still working time, you just need to deal with the documents first..."

Nie Qingyue lifted the hat of the pullover in disgust, "Didn't you ask me to come here!"

Song Yanhe rolled his eyes in his heart, he was so wronged that he couldn't explain it, "I misheard just now, I thought you called me..."

"This is my place, do you dare to say that I am wrong? There are only two of us in the room, and you can hear me wrong without saying a word?" The tall shadow approached a little bit, "Did you say you didn't want me to come over?" ?”

"Mr. Nie, I..."

"What are you? Next time you miss me, you can come here by yourself. Although I don't like people getting into my arms and hugging me, but if it's you, I will reluctantly allow it."

Nie Qingyue's hands were tightly wrapped around his waist, and he could already clearly feel something hard and hot pressing against his lower abdomen.Seeing Nie Qingyue's handsome face getting closer, Song Yanhe closed his eyes resignedly.Unexpectedly, the kiss did not fall on his lips, that handsome head was buried in his neck again, rubbing the skin there with his lips, and breathing deeply.

The ends of Nie Qingyue's hair swept across his face, and his breath was behind his ears. He was so hot and itchy that he wanted to stretch out his hand to scratch it, but he was also afraid that his body would rub against him, and he would openly shoot his gun in broad daylight.

Speaking of which, since he came to Nie's house, although Nie Qingyue liked to hug him and tease him, he never did anything more than the norm, even lifting his clothes for the first time.This is very different from the Nie Qingyue in Song Yanhe's cognition who ran to Chen Mu's house and threw him to bed if he didn't agree with each other. up.Every time Nie Qingyue hugged him, he felt impatient and worried. While learning about Nie Qingyue, he was also afraid that a restless mind would make the setting spell invalid.

During the battle between heaven and man, Nie Qingyue had already let go, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to the bathroom."

If it weren't for this trip to Nie's house, Song Yanhe really wouldn't know that Nie Qingyue is such a restrained person, he would rather make a living by himself for a month, and go home on time every day and sleep under a quilt.

I really don't know how Nie Qingyue can stand it!

Song Yanhe grabbed Nie Qingyue's waist, pulled on himself, and asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

"How to help?" Nie Qingyue gritted his teeth and forbearance, "There is not much difference between your hands and mine, or, do you use your mouth?"

Song Yanhe finally understood why many cultivators enjoyed studying spells such as the "Shaping Curse" endlessly.If it was put in Song Yanhe's shell, even if he could acquiesce in his heart, he would never agree to such a thing.But now he was in someone else's shell, and it happened that Lin Lang had gone out and no one was distracting him, so he nodded as if going all out.

Nie Qingyue turned around and sat on the sofa, grabbed his long arms and hugged him to her body, "If you want to serve me, you can do it yourself."

Nie Qingyue always wears formal clothes when he comes to the company, and he wears a suit every day.Song Yanhe sat straddling him and slowly unbuttoned his suit jacket, revealing the slim shirt that stretched over his chest muscles. He felt that it was not satisfying, so he simply unbuttoned the shirt and pulled it to the sides to reveal the vigorous and vivid muscles. The lines are unobstructed.He followed Nie Qingyue's example and pinched the small dot twice, um, it was the same as he remembered the last time.

Nie Qingyue looked down at his movements on him, and couldn't help laughing, "Either you lick me twice, or take your paw away, it's itchy to death."

Only then did Song Yanhe reach for his belt again.

Nie Qingyue also lifted it thoughtfully so that he could take off his pants.

The huge object was exposed in the air. Song Yanhe knelt in front of the sofa, trying to accept it, but it was difficult to hold it to the end, so he had to lie between Nie Qingyue's legs and use his hand and mouth to swallow.Although the movements were blunt, and Nie Qingyue's occasional jerky movements almost made him gasp, but Nie Qingyue groaned a few times, and Song Yanhe suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.Finally, Nie Qingyue grabbed his hair and moved it dozens of times, then suddenly withdrew from his mouth, and stroked his chest to vent.

"It's your turn."

Song Yanhe was still panting on his lap, but was lifted up by Nie Qingyue's strong arms and thrown on the sofa.

He quickly waved his hand and said, "No, I don't need it, you, you..."

"If you don't need me, who else do you want to use?" Nie Qingyue looked down at him, and took off his sweater like shaking his pocket.

"No..." He was afraid that if he was distracted, the setting spell would be lost!

"It's better not, if you dare to let me know that you used someone else, he will die. I will kill him with my own hands." Once the tie of the sweatpants was untied, there was no resistance to take it off, and Song Yanhe's whole body was immediately stripped clean.

This Nie Qingyue, did he, did he ever think that he himself "used" others!

Before he had time to express his doubts, Xiao Song was grabbed by someone's hand, and Song Yanhe collapsed into the arms of the man behind him, even the arms supporting his body were trembling.

The strong stimulation penetrated through the shell of You Fei's appearance and reached the bottom of Song Yanhe's heart, "Stop! No, no..."

No, it's too bad... It will definitely, it will definitely show its flaws!

"I only touched it twice, and it hasn't moved yet, so you can't do it." Nie Qingyue looked over his shoulder and looked down, "If there is something wrong, it should be treated as soon as possible. I will help you look."

"No, no...don't..."

Stop touching it!I only said to help you, and I didn’t ask you to help me!