God, your chapter H has been locked by me

Wei Ning woke up from hunger after sleeping until he had no food in his stomach. The locker room had already been tidied up. Wei Ning stood up after putting on his clothes, but his legs were still trembling a little. What the fuck, what if you really plan to fuck him until he can't get out of bed?

With his mouth pursed, he took two steps. The chrysanthemum was burning hot, almost as if it had been pulled off. Wei Ning frowned, and really complied with the phrase "It's a moment of pleasure, and the crematorium is in a blink of an eye."

Wei Ning went downstairs, and the editor-in-chief was sitting in front of the computer and didn't know what he was doing. When he approached, he found that the editor-in-chief had already started to admire the computer desktop.

"Uh……"

"Hungry?" The editor calmly turned off the computer and stood up. Wei Ning was still struggling to say something to break the embarrassment between the two of them, but now he found a step, and hurriedly answered: "No! I'm so hungry Skin and bones! Belly and spine!"

The editor-in-chief chuckled, and patted Wei Ning on the shoulder: "You've worked hard." Then, he walked out first: "I'll make up for you later."

Wei Ning was so choked that he rolled his eyes, don't bring such a squeeze!

Both of them were sweating in the locker room just now, so the editor-in-chief proposed to take a bath at his place, but before that, they had to go to the supermarket to solve the problem of food and clothing.

With a chef by his side, Wei Ning didn't worry about dinner at all. The editor-in-chief pushed the cart to pick the ingredients, and he was in charge of adding snacks to the editor-in-chief. The two of them strolled from the food area to the living area, and when they walked through the underwear area , the editor-in-chief took a pack of three kinds of bullet underwear, black, white and gray, and Wei Ning couldn't help complaining: "You are too rustic, and you still buy white ones, is it to look more interesting?"

The editor-in-chief glanced back at him, and threw three packs of underwear into the shopping cart: "It's for you."

Wei Ning was taken aback, the editor-in-chief had already gone to the daily chemical section to buy toiletries, he quickly followed, and he picked up whatever the editor-in-chief threw into the car: "Editor-in-chief, why are you planning to open a bathing center?"

"How did you think about the last time I asked you to move here?" The editor-in-chief ignored Wei Ning and continued to pick out his things.

"Consider?" Wei Ning opened his mouth, he clearly remembered that he rejected it with righteous words last time!

"When are you going to move? I will grant you a day off."

Wei Ning stopped still, his expression became serious instantly: "Editor-in-Chief, I have reservations about this matter."

"My house is also reserved." The editor-in-chief didn't even raise his eyebrows, the old god was there, as if he could really run away like a monk but couldn't run away from the temple: "You have the right to reserve opinions, but every word you said today , all..." The editor-in-chief squinted and smiled: "Record it in the account." The editor-in-chief walked to the cashier and took a box of Jasper "Dynamic Large Particles" wear-resistant models.

That night, the editor-in-chief cooks, the main course is Eucommia stewed mutton, and the side dish is scrambled eggs with chives. I betrayed myself very unpromisingly...

After a meal, Wei Ning reached an agreement with the editor-in-chief. In the future, the two will eat together, and he will be responsible for buying materials, while the editor-in-chief will be in charge of cooking. As for the editor-in-chief's coffee, snacks, fruit and other takeaway needs, he will also cover all of them.The editor-in-chief had no objection to this, and just said lightly: "Dinner is served at seven o'clock, and we won't wait when it's over."

In this way, Wei Ning transformed from a poor and lower-middle peasant who had nothing to do but did not work hard and did not distinguish between five grains, and became a landowner who was full of power and prestige in all directions.Three meals a day, fixed and quantitative, balanced nutrition, young life is as nourishing as marrying a wife, seeing that graduation is coming soon, body weight and happiness index are on the rise, in the words of the second child, that is...

"Wei Ning, why don't you test your urine sugar, look at your urine, at least four plus signs!"

"Fuck off! It tastes like a pickle jar!" Wei Ning gave his second finger the middle finger, and hurriedly went to work.

As a newcomer, Wei Ning has always been responsible for buying coffee and tea breaks in the magazine. He used to do it reluctantly, but now he enjoys it a bit. Wei Ning took out the editor-in-chief's paper cup and secretly drew on one side. A Q version villain is holding a huge coffee cup with hands and feet.Then put the paper cups back into the bag and pass them out as if nothing had happened.

Wei Ning's seat is facing the editor-in-chief's room, as long as he looks up, he can see the editor-in-chief's side face. The editor-in-chief took a sip and found the painting on the cup. The corners of his mouth raised, and Wei Ning laughed silly. It shook.

A message from the editor.

——The painting is not bad.

—Do you know what it means?

--Um?

——Daughter-in-law, quickly come to my bowl~

Wei Ning was waiting for a reply with a serious expression on his face, when suddenly a pile of documents fell on his desk, Wei Ning was taken aback, and saw the editor-in-chief looking down at him with a half-smile on his face: "You can leave work after finishing these."

"Editor, are you kidding?" Wei Ning looked desperate, feeling that the dinner was getting farther and farther away from him, and his stomach felt a little cramped.

"Do I seem to be joking?" After the editor-in-chief said this, he turned around and left. Wei Ning was stunned, and then he heard the colleagues around him sigh: "Did you offend the editor-in-chief?"

Wei Ning let out a long sigh, picked up the first page, suddenly felt embarrassed, and slammed the page back.

"What's wrong with you?" The colleague asked strangely.

"No..." Wei Ning smiled awkwardly, no sir!By the way, the editor-in-chief, you draw a small yellow picture on the manuscript and still draw it so abstractly, you are really a man!

Until colleagues went home one after another, Wei Ning didn't even finish half of the corrections, and the most painful thing was not that the work was not done, but that he was almost able to see intensive phobia when he read the words, but he There is not a single typo by the uncle!Wei Ning suddenly felt that he wasted all his energy for the day just to prove that what he was doing was useless, this feeling, his grandma's fucked up!

Wei Ning sighed deeply, stuck his head in the pile of papers and did not move.

"Editor-in-Chief, are you playing with me..." Wei Ning wailed, and then heard footsteps behind him, and then the heat of the palms above his head, and he was gently rubbed: "I just warn you, more work is less Ser. It’s okay to make eye contact, but swan geese can pass on the letter, don’t braid your head and blame others for catching you.” The editor-in-chief said, pulling out the scribbled paper and putting it directly into the shredded paper machine……

Wei Ning was poured cold water by the editor-in-chief's words, and suddenly felt that his heart was twisted together with that piece of paper, as if a huge stone was pressed on his chest, and he couldn't breathe well.

This is not just a matter of not being able to pass on the swan geese, but also holding hands, hugging, and kissing outside, and there are no couple outfits, couple packages, and couple seats in the movie theater.

His lover is a man.

Therefore, he was deprived of the right to blatantly fall in love.

Wei Ning sighed, and muttered: "Why do I feel that my life has suddenly turned on the S-hard mode? And the name of this level is The Road to Cheating?"

"Regret?" The editor-in-chief stroked Wei Ning's hair.

"Ah..." Wei Ning raised his eyelids and glanced at the editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief was wearing trousers and a shirt. From this angle, the editor-in-chief had broad shoulders and long legs, a material figure, and a prominent Adam's apple. The man looked like a statue in ancient Greece. He also exudes strength and masculine beauty, his expression is still calm, without any flaws, but for some reason, Wei Ning feels that he can feel the other party's uneasiness.

Wei Ning showed a trace of helplessness in his eyes, and he admitted his fate: "Who made me dizzy! Even if the life is not good for Xiaosan, I will admit it!"

The editor-in-chief was stunned for a moment, and then slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "You are the original match." As he spoke, he rubbed Wei Ning's head vigorously.

At this moment, Wei Ning's cell phone rang suddenly, and a cheap voice suddenly echoed in the office: "The school beauty is calling you again! Answer the call, dear!" Wei Ning was taken aback, and the editor-in-chief rushed to him Before picking up the phone, I raised my eyebrows: "Is it still the exclusive ringtone?"

"Uh..." Wei Ning choked for a moment. He said that this was what he set up for the school beauty in order to satisfy his vanity when he was still interested in women a long time ago. "The little beauty is here to bother you again...", but since she set the ringtone, Xiao Hua only called him once, and then he completely forgot about this trouble, and the result is a coincidence, now The aunt is calling.

"Editor...that..." Wei Ning hadn't finished speaking, the editor had connected the phone for him, and put the phone to his ear, Wei Ning quickly picked it up and let out an unnatural groan.

"Wei Ning, we have decided to host you for the graduation party. Is it okay for us to be partners?" The sweet voice of the school belle came over, and Wei Ning frowned: "When did you decide? Who decided? I still have to go to work..." As he spoke, he glanced at the editor-in-chief and stood up to speak outside, but the editor-in-chief suddenly grabbed his wrist and dragged him back. Nearly, he was taken aback and subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Just pick it up here." The editor-in-chief lowered his voice, let go of Wei Ning, and returned to the editor-in-chief's office. ?"

"Listening..." Wei Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

I almost thought I was about to be kissed just now...

Wei Ning looked towards the editor-in-chief's room. The editor-in-chief was sitting in front of the computer, twirling his eyebrows with his fingers a little irritably.Quickly finalizing the host's affairs and rehearsal time, Wei Ning walked to the door of the editor's office and knocked on the door. The editor-in-chief looked up at him, and Wei Ning smiled: "Which boy doesn't have one or two goddesses in his heart, right? Hehe... The ringtone has been changed..."

"Come here." The editor-in-chief interrupted Wei Ning and waved to him.

"Uh..." Wei Ning suddenly felt a shudder. He and the editor-in-chief were separated by a table, and asked tentatively, "How about I change your exclusive ringtone too?"

"When is the graduation ceremony?"

Seeing that the editor-in-chief didn't hold on to the matter just now, Wei Ning breathed a sigh of relief: "Next Friday." While speaking, the editor-in-chief drew a circle on the desk calendar, and Wei Ning continued: "Just now the school belle called me to say about the graduation party. I am one of the hosts, so... I would like to take a few days off for rehearsal."

"Okay." The editor-in-chief agreed, quickly turned off the computer, and stood up neatly. Finally, Wei Ning couldn't hold back and asked, "Uh... you're not angry, are you?"

The editor-in-chief walked up to him, turned to look at him, held his face with his hands, and rubbed his lips with his thumb: "I won't be angry because of this kind of thing."

Just as Wei Ning showed a relieved look, suddenly the editor-in-chief dragged him by the back of his neck and pulled him closer, and then kissed him violently. Wei Ning was caught off guard, his teeth hit the editor-in-chief's lips, and a bloody smell spread out.The editor-in-chief didn't stop because of this, his tongue drove straight in, lingering in his mouth as if declaring ownership, Wei Ning moaned, his tongue and lips were tortured by the editor-in-chief's biting, the sweet pain made him tangle between resistance and addiction .

With a bang, the editor-in-chief finally had enough of kissing. Wei Ning clutched the editor-in-chief's shoulder in a daze to pant, his chin was raised, the editor-in-chief licked his bleeding lips, and said with a sullen face, "But I will be jealous."

The excess saliva was wiped away by the editor-in-chief, Wei Ning's heart suddenly jumped wildly, and he didn't know why his heart was beating, his face was a little hot, and a blushing was slowly stained.

"You...are you going to open a vinegar factory?" Wei Ning turned his face away: "Fortunately, I just answer the phone call from a girl. If I really have an affair with someone, are you planning to take over the entire Shanxi Province?"

"So, you'd better recognize your own owner." The editor-in-chief leaned close to Wei Ning's ear, his low and sexy voice trembling his eardrums: "For all acts that threaten sovereignty, I will not promise to renounce the use of violence." , stretched his hand along the hem of his clothes, and rubbed his palm against Wei Ning's smooth back. Wei Ning trembled, and the editor-in-chief's delicate kiss had already been printed on the side of his neck.

"Wait a minute..." Wei Ning suddenly panicked. After that time in the locker room, the two of them never did it again. The editor-in-chief couldn't tell, but he was in a state of full ammunition, and the gun went off after wiping the gun... Editor-in-Chief Hands were stretched in from the back of his waist, kneading his buttocks, and his lips were entangled in sucking on his neck, Wei Ning frowned, breathing quickly.

"Have you gained weight?" The editor-in-chief circled Wei Ning's buttocks with his palm, as if he was very satisfied with the touch. Wei Ning was wearing western trousers, and the front was tight because of the editor-in-chief's movement. Constantly torturing himself is simply a huge test for a man. Wei Ning broke out in a cold sweat, when the editor-in-chief asked him in a low voice: "How is your recovery?"

"What?" Wei Ning was only stunned for a second, then realized what the editor-in-chief was asking, his face blushed immediately, he struggled a bit but was hugged tightly by the editor-in-chief: "Today, do you want to stay?"

Should dating be so obvious?Just... even in that atmosphere, change the way of asking questions in a reserved manner!

"Let's talk about it again." Wei Ning lowered his head and mumbled, the editor-in-chief gave a low laugh and tweeted on his forehead: "Let's go."

"Wait...wait a minute, you go first..." Wei Ning twitched suddenly, the editor-in-chief looked at him strangely, Wei Ning immediately pushed him away and turned around, the editor-in-chief grabbed his arm in time, reached down and touched, Then he laughed out loud: "Are you hard?"

"Nonsense! I'm not heterosexual! Can't you react at all after being so pestered by you?" Wei Ning turned his head violently, with a face full of shame and anger: "You fucking don't laugh... um..." His lips were caught again Kissed, the editor-in-chief came up from behind, hugged Wei Ning and sat on the swivel chair, Wei Ning then fell on his lap, the belt and zipper were quickly undone, the editor-in-chief covered his small towering tent, and rubbed it.

"Don't..." Wei Ning avoided the editor-in-chief's kiss, and looked at the door uneasily, his heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out of his throat: "The door is still open...ah..." The editor-in-chief reached into his underwear, a little Thick palms rubbed him hard, Wei Ning couldn't help leaning his head on the editor-in-chief's shoulder, and let out a long breath, the presence of the editor-in-chief behind him became stronger and stronger, Wei Ning heard the editor-in-chief sigh, and moved his hands Get rough.

"Hmm..." Wei Ning's eyes were hot and red, trembling in response to the editor-in-chief's movements, the editor-in-chief lifted his shirt, and then Wei Ning sprayed a stream of semen on his lower abdomen.The editor-in-chief took a tissue for him to wipe. At this moment, the phone suddenly vibrated.The editor-in-chief asked Wei Ning to stand up and connected the phone.

Wei Ning tidied himself up, and saw that the editor-in-chief had a slight bulge between his legs, but it was a bit funny to answer the phone in a serious manner. He hesitated for a while, went to the door and closed the door and shutters, then returned to the editor-in-chief, and squatted down , began to untie his belt.

The editor-in-chief frowned and pressed Wei Ning's wrist. The latter smiled maliciously, leaned over, grabbed the zipper with his teeth and pulled it down.The editor-in-chief snorted heavily, and let go of his hand. Wei Ning immediately untied the belt, fully exposing the half-erect place, and then reached out and stroked along the shape there.

The feeling that the editor-in-chief was slowly hardening under his hands filled Wei Ning with a sense of accomplishment. Just as he was about to pull off his underwear, the editor-in-chief suddenly softened. Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, and looked over innocently.

Is his technique so bad?

The editor-in-chief hummed and hung up the phone, then looked at Wei Ning with an ugly face: "Tang Kai has been detained."