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Touching the man on the bed with a pair of eyes, Zhan Yifei took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and lay sideways beside Fang Funong.He leaned on his chest and put his face against his chest—Fang Funong snorted softly as if aware of it, but didn't wake up.

The scent of the perfume is only the faint aftertaste. This lingering fragrance that is about to disappear is mixed with Fang Funong's own body odor, like a soft and boneless hand, repeatedly teasing and teasing.Zhan Yifei inexplicably felt that the smell was good, but he couldn't tell where the good smell was. He just closed his eyes and sniffed greedily for a while, then reached out and touched his nipples.Twisting and kneading with his fingers lightly and heavily, he twisted the little thing until it protruded, and followed the contours of his chest muscles to touch it down little by little.

Zhan Yifei's fingers greedily touched Fang Funong's body, inch by inch, and slowly passed over, to make sure that every muscle and every texture of the skin was carefully felt by him, and nothing was left behind.

After touching the tight abdominal muscles and the suddenly tightened waistline, he moved towards his pubic bone, slipped his slender fingers into a clump of dark brown hair, and stroked the man's pubic hair one by one ...

The bar master in the bathroom suddenly yelled, mixed with the sound of the shower water, it was hard to hear what he yelled.Zhan Yifei woke up from a state of obsession, and wanted to stand up——

Unexpectedly, the man on the bed opened his eyes at this moment, and squeezed his wrist.

As soon as the arm muscles tightened, he pulled hard, and pulled the man who had already got up back into his arms.

The two arms were warm and strong, holding him like crossed locks, Zhan Yifei didn't break free a few times, and ordered coldly: "Let me go."

"You are too unreasonable. You have been touching me for so long, so you are not allowed to hug you?" Fang Funong did not let go, but raised his upper body, twisted his arms even tighter, and tightly bound each other In his arms, "For the sake of kneeling for you for two hours today, just let me hug you."

"Kneel for two hours? Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"Ha." Fang Funong laughed shortly, and the laughter made people hear the overtones: aren't you?

Zhan Yifei continued to add: "The supplementary agreement on the contract is so detailed, and each item is more beneficial to Miya. How do you make me believe that after Xia Weiming asked you to kneel him for two hours, he put himself in a passive position? "

"Okay, that's right." The boy was sitting between his legs, with his buttocks against his genitals. Fang Fuonong rubbed him twice with the thing between his crotch, and then leaned over to kiss his ear, " I didn't kneel, saying that kneeling was a lie to you; I wasn't drunk either, maybe a little bit, after meeting you."

"I have a question." Zhan Yifei struggled a few more times, but without moving, he gritted his teeth and asked, "How did you actually make Xia Weiming bow his head?"

"I threatened him that if he didn't sign the contract, I would find a group of men to fuck his daughter." Fang Funon smiled roguely, and kissed Zhan Yifei again, "Of course my expression is more tactful, he still understands gone."

"You really are..." Stop talking, this man thinks he has heard the word "shameless" countless times, and if he says it again, he just accepts it with a smile.

"I also have a question." Fang Funong put his hand into Zhan Yifei's shirt. How the other party touched him just now, now he patted him back even more vigorously, and asked while biting his ear, "Since you Knowing that I'm lying to you, why do you still follow?"

Zhan Yifei pursed his lips tightly, with a tiger face, and did not answer.He can't answer this question, he can't evade, talk and play rogue, and he can't open his eyes and talk nonsense. When he encounters a question that he can't answer or doesn't want to answer, he has the only way to deal with it—keep silent.

Fang Funong sat up a bit more, turned Zhan Yifei's body around, and turned his face in front of him - he found that this deflated and angry look was cute, so he couldn't help laughing again Kissed him, "Little boy."

"Why did you follow me?" The guy who repeatedly got drunk and messed up finally angered his boss, and repeated the other party's question, Zhan Yifei suddenly and forcefully pushed Fang Funong down, "I'm here Fuck you!"

It is true that I drank too much, my stomach hurts and my head hurts.Fang Funong was not in a hurry to regain the upper hand, but let Zhan Yifei press on him, and rudely stuck his tongue into his mouth.Anyway, it's the same as that kind of rogue bet, if you lose I kiss you, if you win you kiss me, the one with evil intentions will not suffer at all.

He pressed the back of his head, bit his lips, and found the gap between the other's bewildered kisses, and also stretched out his tongue there.Searching carefully in the opponent's mouth, he found the undissolved mint candy. The two fought for a while, and Fang Funong stole the candy from Zhan Yifei's mouth.

As if they wanted to crush each other, chew them and swallow them, they kissed hard, hugged each other tightly, and couldn't breathe.The kiss continued until the oxygen in the lungs was exhausted, and the two men reluctantly separated.

Fang Funong held Zhan Yifei's face, looked at his slightly swollen lips, panting for breath.It was also difficult for him to breathe evenly for a while, and he finally moved his eyes away from those seductive thin lips, but was fixed by a pair of long and narrow dark eyes——

A person with such beautiful eyes must have practiced almsgiving and planted good causes in the previous life in order to obtain such retribution in this life.

It was hard to explain whether it was the effect of alcohol, Fang Funong held Zhan Yifei's face close to him, raised his head and kissed his eyes very lightly.

"Shut up."

But Zhan Yi was not disobedient, on the contrary he opened his eyes more vigorously, and stared back with a fierce look on his face.

The man looked into these eyes, and countless sweet and dirty thoughts came to his mind.He wanted to fuck him roughly, he wanted to hear him cry, he wanted to see him tremble beneath him, he wanted to cum in his face, and he wanted to pee inside him.Like watering and nourishing, he wanted to keep all his bodily fluids in his body.

"Have you ever heard the saying? 'Money is the sixth sense, without it, you can't fully use the other five senses, and the way out of life will be completely blocked.'"

"Isn't it all blocked? The original words are only half blocked..."

"Basically, for me, it's all blocked—"

The bathroom door creaked open, and that pretty young man came out wrapped in a towel, and stood in front of the big bed abruptly.The two men on the bed folded and embraced each other, the distance was suspiciously close, one was almost naked, and the other was neatly dressed in a brand-name suit, but it was wrinkled all over.Unexpectedly, he knew both men. The bar boy was at a loss for what to do with embarrassment, but Fang Funong turned his face away first, and smiled softly at him: "Please go and wash for a while."

"But--"

Reaching out to touch the remote control on the bedside table, the man picked it up and threw it at the other side, "Get in!"

The poor young master was almost hit on the head by the remote control, jumped to the side to avoid it, and immediately hid in the bathroom in a panic.Stepping on the floor with bare feet, the sound of water pattering, and the sound of the door closing was startling.

Zhan Yifei still had a cold face and frowned, "Don't you want him to accompany you tonight?"

"The fish are all hooked, so what do you need bait for?" The man smiled again in a daze. At this moment, the alcohol had completely rushed to the top of his head, the roof began to tilt, and the furnishings in the room were also flying here and there, "Oh , where did you just say?"

"Money is the sixth sense of man."

The drunken eyes were even deeper and more charming. Fang Funong pinched Zhan Yifei's chin lightly with his fingers, then put away his indecent smile and said, "Money is the sixth sense of human beings, so, of course, I like money very much...but, I like you even more."

Fang Funong originally propped up his upper body and got as close to Zhan Yifei as possible, and lay down after saying these words.The world in his eyes has become heavy, and he is really drunk.

Zhan Yifei looked into Fang Funong's eyes seriously, not even for a second.He knew that this kid had a lot of bad deeds, and his mouth was full of yellow, and believing him was like a lost worm getting into a net pocket by itself, but these two words are obviously light as flocculents, but they sound as heavy as a tripod, which makes people's chest feel tight, and their brains feel tight. It was also empty for a moment.He recalled it very quickly, and found that after living for 27 years, even Tang E had never told him.

It's not reconciled to think about it.

These days, there are only three types of people who will say "like".Fang Funong is obviously not a local turtle.Sitting straddling this man, Zhan Yifei repeatedly weighed the "like" in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't believe it, and even the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.This guy is a villain, seeing that he is drowning in the sea, he doesn't help him, and he still points to a emptiness and tricks him into being an island.

With a contemptuous "hum" from his nose, Zhan Yifei got off the bed and was about to leave.

The desire was erected under him, and the other party seemed to respond, Fang Funong had a smirk like a ruffian, deliberately bent his legs apart, pointed the erected thing at the other party, and asked lazily: "Are you willing to leave like this?"

Zhan Yifei stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at the man's naked body again, carefully from top to bottom, even his toes, and finally fixed his eyes on his crotch.

The color is ocher red, with gray-blue tendons protruding faintly on the top, the whole thing is thick and long, as flattering as a candy stick.

Zhan Yifei leaned down, kissed Fang Funong's lips again, stretched his tongue into his mouth to scrape, and hooked back the mint that had melted into the size of a stone.Unwilling to separate each other's lips, the man on the bed wanted to get up and kiss him, but Zhan Yifei couldn't help but push the other party down on the bed, free one hand to pinch his genitals, and licked his body from the larynx down.

The tongue moved quickly, scribbled across the nipples and then swam down, stopped and chiseled at the navel for a short time, and finally landed on the "sugar stick".

Zhan Yifei first put the tip of his nose against the opponent's piss mouth, and sniffed the smell of this utensil.The smell is good, I like it very much.He put his genitals into his mouth, not too deep, while serving the sensitive front end of the other party with his lips and tongue, while moving his five fingers, stroked the stem.

The roots of the flesh grew stronger and stronger, and the tendons on the stem swelled, and the fingers could clearly feel it.Fang Funong snorted comfortably, and water flowed out from the small hole in the front end.

Zhan Yifei licked up the man's love juice, as if someone with a sweet tooth was licking a candy stick, and his expression was particularly focused.

Inserting his fingers into Zhan Yifei's soft and black hair, Fang Funong was still enjoying with his eyes closed, when he suddenly felt a slight tingling pain from his lower body, as if something hard had penetrated into his urine opening, he was so uncomfortable that he hurriedly opened his eyes .

It turned out that this kid was playing tricks and forced the mint into his urine mouth with his tongue.The sugar grains are stuck inside like rough stones, just blocking the urethra, and it can't come out or go down.

Seeing that Fang Funong's face looked uncomfortable, Zhan Yifei was in a better mood, and stroked the thing hard a few times, until the other party wanted to shoot but couldn't.

"Don't worry, it will melt away." Zhan Yifei stood up, licked his lips, relished the sweetness on his smooth skin, and made an expression of being full of wine.

"I really... have convinced you..." Most of the drunkenness faded away, Fang Funong lay back on the bed on his back, laughing unexpectedly.

"Go to work at nine o'clock tomorrow, don't be late." Before leaving, he deliberately knocked on the door of the bathroom. The waiter in the door stretched out his head nervously. He ordered in a vicious voice: "The one inside is mine, don't sleep with him."