The second generation

Because there are still a lot of schedules in this issue, the host did not give the guests too much rest time. After the Zorbo ball, the guests were only allowed to rest in the tent for 10 minutes.

The camera is also installed inside the tent, which has nothing to do with the live broadcast and is mainly used as material for post-editing.

The follow-up photographer couldn't enter the tent to shoot, so he pointed the camera at the host Yu Chuanming, who was standing in the pasture and explaining the history and beauty of Faner Niuchang to the online audience.

After Yu Chuanming shouted to disband, Ye Xiang went directly to Fang Dongsui's tent.

As soon as he entered, Fang Dongsui fell limply onto the sleeping bag.

The Zorbo ball just now made him sore all over. Even though he does not forget to exercise every day, he still feels exhausted.When he fell on the sleeping bag, all the bones in his body screamed softly, his back was numb, and he desperately wanted someone to press him.

He was lying face-on on the sleeping bag, but after a short period of silence, he sat up straight with his legs crossed, took off his thick Tibetan robe and put it aside.As soon as he finished this action, he lay on the sleeping bag again, in a prone position, and hummed with difficulty, like a lazy cat.

Ye Xiang, who was pouring tea, turned around when he heard the sound, his eyes were full of Fang Dongsui's swaying posture on the sleeping bag, his face was still relatively cold, his lips were curled up, and he moaned impatiently.

Ye Xiang's eyes sank slightly, he put the teacup on the folding cabinet, and strode over.

After taking off his thick Tibetan robe, Fang Dongsui wore only a thin T-shirt on his upper body. The curvature of his waist and back was extremely slender against the thick Tibetan trousers, especially his upturned buttocks and the curve of his waist became softer and softer. Very attractive.

Ye Xiang stepped on fish pattern leather boots and stood next to Fang Dongsui.

After Fang Dongsui groaned, seeing him coming, he raised his eyes wetly: "Brother Ye, it hurts so much, rub it for me."

Ye Xiang leaned over, held up his upturned face, kissed him on the lips, then sat down beside him, grabbed Fang Dongsui's curvy waist with both hands, and exerted a little force: "Is it here?"

"Above, a little bit above." Fang Dongsui groaned.

Ye Xiang looked fondly at him, followed his instructions, and pressed his palms up against his T-shirt tightly.

After rubbing twice, Fang Dongsui blinked the slightly wet corners of his eyes, raised his lips, twisted his waist dishonestly, and moaned comfortably.

He praised contentedly and joyfully, his voice was warm and soft, and he dragged his voice coquettishly: "Brother Ye, your skills are really good."

Ye Xiang looked up at the back of his round head, and shook his head helplessly.

Ye Xiang didn't know if his technique was good, but every time he rubbed it, Fang Dongsui trembled, his whole body seemed to go limp, and his thin waist twisted and twisted under his palm, which was really itchy.

Ye Xiang was tormented by him, his heart burst into flames, he grabbed his seductive waist, pushed aside his thin T-shirt and poked inside, pinched the delicate and slightly hot skin, and warned him in a low voice: "Dong Zai, you're not being honest. "

"What, I'm the most honest." Fang Dongsui looked back at Ye Xiang, pouted, with a very unhappy expression on his face.

Ye Xiang had nothing to do with him, he couldn't bear to beat him, and he couldn't even curse, so he had to rub his sticky waist twice before smoothing his slightly messy T-shirt and continuing to press and knead.

Although the zorb ball had enough stamina, after Fang Dongsui was rubbed, the pain in his waist gradually disappeared and he felt much more comfortable.

He took out his mobile phone and put it on the pillow, resting his chin on one hand, clicking on the app with the other hand to browse at will, and making soft moaning sounds from time to time, like a lazily coquettish cat.

This issue has not started to collect the mobile phone, so he can play for a while.

Fang Dongsui opened WeChat in a leisurely way, intending to check for new news, but suddenly received a friend from a stranger.

His name is Zhou Yun.

He pouted in doubt, and stared at the other person's head portrait for a long time before realizing that it was the gentleman he met at the dance studio of Ronghuan Entertainment that day.He quickly agreed, and it seemed that he had been waiting there for a long time, and a message came after a few seconds.

Zhou Yun: Dong Sui, long time no see, do you have time to chat?

Fang Dongsui rested his chin, thinking about making an appointment again, when he saw the other side, he spoke again.

Zhou Yun: You are a very good kid, I think we can have a deeper understanding.

Fang Dongsui frowned: In-depth understanding?

Zhou Yun: I booked a suite at Comfort Holiday Hotel. I wonder if I would be honored to invite you?

Fang Dongsui stared at the words above in a daze, and understood something in a daze.

He twirled his fingers on the pillow and smacked his lips in annoyance. He was not in a hurry to pull Hei and delete a dragon, but sat up slowly, moved his buttocks to touch Ye.

Ye Xiang knelt on the sleeping bag, saw him get up suddenly, and was a little surprised: "Are you comfortable?"

"Uncomfortable." After Fang Dongsui moved over, his chin rubbed against his leg, and he tilted his face up, his whole face full of aggrieved expressions, complaining softly: "Brother Ye, look at this. "

He handed the phone to Ye Xiang, and obediently lay on Ye Xiang's lap, rubbing his cheek against it, with a very dependent expression: "Brother Ye, send me a message."

Ye Xiang raised his eyebrows, quite surprised.

"What." He played with Fang Dongsui's mobile phone, looked at the WeChat chat box, and when he saw the other person's profile picture, his thin lips suddenly pursed, his eyes were dizzy, and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

Fang Dongsui raised his face obediently, leaning against Ye Xiang.

Ye Xiang frowned, his face was not good-looking: "Zhou Yun, do you have contact with him?"

"I met you last time in Ronghuan's practice room."

Fang Dongsui told Ye Xiang everything that happened that day, then wrinkled his nose, wondering: "Does Brother Ye know him?"

"Yeah." Ye Xiang's expression was serious: "He is a senior executive of Ronghuan, and has some relationship with the president."

However, what he didn't tell Fang Dongsui was that this person had been in the trap for two years and only recently came out.However, he changed his name after he came out. Few people knew that he also met this person by chance when he went to Ronghuan's famous studio.

Winter Cub didn't need to know these things, he didn't intend to say anything.

When Fang Dongsui heard that Zhou Yun was a senior executive of Ronghuan, the expression on his face became much uglier.

At this moment, Ye Xiang patted his head soothingly.

The warm palm slid down the top of his head and touched his delicate face, causing Fang Dongsui to tremble slightly. He couldn't help but hum: "Brother Ye?"

Ye Xiang's palm finally touched his chin along his cheek, lifted his chin up, then leaned over, bit his lips, and smiled lowly: "Dongzai, just give it to me so casually." Replied? This is your privacy."

Not satisfied, Fang Dongsui frowned slightly, stretched his neck, chased after his lips and licked them presumptuously, and licked their lips until they were wet before giving up.

He gasped for breath, his eyes gradually blurred: "This is not privacy, this is a bad person."

Ye Xiang laughed, with pampering in his voice, shaking the phone, and asked him tentatively: "Then I will reply casually."

"Okay." Fang Dongsui had no scruples, his eyes curved into crescents with a smile, his fingers lingeringly twirled on his legs, and nodded softly: "Leave the bad guys to Brother Ye."

Ye Xiang almost couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.Satisfied, he bent down and kissed the back of Fang Dongsui's head deeply.

Fang Dongsui took the initiative to entangle his lips and teeth, and was so happy to be kissed that he unconsciously chased his lips deeper.

A few minutes later, the two came out of the tired and crooked kiss. Ye Xiang held Fang Dongsui's mobile phone, looked at the few chat records before, his face was extremely cold, and began to reply.

Fang Dongsui: Mr. Zhou, please speak up if you have anything to say.

Zhou Yun responded quickly as usual, and Ye Xiang's face became more and more unhappy.

Zhou Yun: Chatting with you is always speculative. I heard that the resort hotel will open hot springs recently, so I want to invite you together.

Fang Dongsui: No, he doesn't have time.

Zhou Yun:?

Zhou Yun: Who are you.

Fang Dongsui: It has nothing to do with you.

Zhou Yun: So he has a lover?

Zhou Yun: Heh, being a popular artist is not so good.

Zhou Yun: It seems that Rong Huan didn't know about it.

Zhou Yun: If I show Mr. Zhou the chat records, whose side do you think he will be on?

Fang Dongsui: I don't think it will be you.

Zhou Yun: It seems that you are very confident.

Fang Dongsui: Because you dare not.

Fang Dongsui: He is my person who surpasses the Ye family in Chuanchuan.

Zhou Yun didn't reply again, Ye Qian decisively deleted and blocked him, and then returned the phone to Fang Dongsui.

"Okay." Fang Dongsui took it obediently. He wanted to see what Ye Xiang said, but the message had been deleted.

Curious, he sat up on his knees, put his arms around Ye Xiang's neck, pulled him closer, and rubbed his nose against his cold face: "Brother Ye, are you still angry? What are you talking about? Let me tell you." Listen to it."

Ye Xiang's tense face broke for a moment, pinched Fang Dongsui's nose, and said in a doting tone, "I said, you are mine."

"Then did you say your name?" Fang Dongsui's eyes lit up, as if he had a crystal in his mouth, and he raised his chin proudly: "Did you say that you are a famous national male god, and you belong to Suisui?" Boy friend? He must have been scared back, right?" After speaking, Fang Dongsui covered his lips and giggled, his eyes bright.

"No." Ye Xiang pursed his lips and said in a serious manner: "I just said that Dong Zai only likes me, and the coquettish and cheap things outside can't even be in the queue."

After finishing speaking, before Fang Dongsui returned to him, he laughed, looking at Fang Dongsui deeply with burning eyes.

Fang Dongsui was overjoyed, his mood was instantly joyful, he tightened the arms around Ye's neck, and with a sudden pull, his whole body flexibly straddled him: "Pfft, Brother Ye, I like you so much. "

Ye Xiang stared at him intently, with a smile in his eyes.

Fang Dongsui rolled his eyes roundly, spread his legs and threw himself forward, nestled himself into Ye Xiangnuan's arms, with a sullen face, and said with a serious look: "You haven't said you like me yet."

The tent was warm and cozy, and the silent air was filled with ambiguity.

The two of them were so close, their breaths intertwined extremely, and the collision showed the affection of moving the clouds and the rain.

There was no restraint and forbearance in Ye Xiang's eyes: "I like you the most."

The breathing became heavier, and the delicate kiss fell immediately.

Outside the tent, the grassland was green, the sky was blue and the clouds were white, and the warm sun playfully touched the white clouds, and kissed them shamelessly.