God, your chapter H has been locked by me

Although he had already prepared himself mentally, when he came back from Tibet, he would be the editor-in-chief in one way or another, but Wei Ning never expected that he would faint once and be carried upstairs in the end.In particular, he was wearing clothes, but his body was still filled with the good stuff of the editor-in-chief. When he was lowered in the elevator, hot fluid flowed down his thighs, and his insides contracted convulsively. Wei Ning's feet went limp, and he almost cried out .

"Young man, are you okay? Do you have a fever?" An aunt in the elevator looked over enthusiastically, and Wei Ning's already flushed face became even redder.

"Just finished the injection." The editor-in-chief replied, and when the elevator opened, he picked up Wei Ning and walked out without anyone else present.

Just got the shot... just got the shot... just got the shot...

These four words lingered in Wei Ning's mind, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart, editor-in-chief, can you stop being such a pun in your words and sentences!

"You... are you too high-profile?" As soon as he entered the room, Wei Ning struggled to get down. The editor-in-chief slapped his butt, and hugged him into the bedroom without turning on the light: "Anyway, she thought you were burned all over. Powerless, what can I not hug you?"

Being put on the bed, there was only a faint moonlight in the bedroom, the editor-in-chief leaned down and kissed Wei Ning for a long time, the coldness of the kiss dissipated, and the two of them warmed up again, before subsiding for a while.

"That... Overeating and overeating makes you die early..." Wei Ning's eyes sparkled, and he looked at the editor-in-chief nervously, who lowered his head and kissed him: "Little rascal, you think too much..." So saying , unbuttoned Wei Ning's clothes again, his body was full of traces of love, and the red waist rope on his waist made people feel uneasy. The editor-in-chief touched his waist and heard Wei Ning's suppressed hum.

"Can you take a bath by yourself?"

"Yes, yes, yes! You...don't mess around!"

The editor-in-chief smiled, stopped teasing him, rubbed Wei Ning's head, and said, "Wash well, or you will have diarrhea."

Wei Ning snorted, and waited for the editor-in-chief to leave the bedroom before slowly moving off the bed and limping into the bathroom.It was fun when he did it, but now...he feels like he's going to be paralyzed...

The cleaning process made Wei Ning sweat again, and when he got back to the bed, he didn't even bother to move his fingers.There was a knock at the door, and the editor's footsteps were accompanied by the aroma of food. Wei Ning raised his eyelids and saw the editor sitting down. He didn't know what was in the bowl. His brain was already dull because of exhaustion. It's sweet and has a milky taste, which is the taste of sweet red bean soup.The editor-in-chief just fed a spoon like this, and he just ate a spoonful, and fell asleep after eating like this...

Because it was still on vacation, Wei Ning was rarely able to stay in bed until noon, and what was even more rare was that the editor-in-chief stayed in bed with him until noon, which shows that working hard is also very hard.

After coming back from Tibet, life is so comfortable. He hasn’t been home for a long time. Now Wei Ning is satisfied with everything in the house. The first time he ate the meal made by the editor-in-chief, the touch of the food almost brought tears to his eyes.It is said that a little farewell is better than a new love. In the past few days when we came back, Wei Ning and the editor-in-chief were tired of being together all day long, surfing the Internet, reading books, going for a walk after eating, and having sex happily after returning. Wei Ning sometimes felt that life is a blessing, but in this way.

When the first snow fell in winter, Wei Ning took the editor-in-chief on the bus back home to celebrate the New Year.

Wei Ning's family set up a large shed, and a large family, Ding Xingxing, all lived in the compound built by their own house, and it was extremely lively during the New Year and holidays.Wei Ning and the editor-in-chief were picked up from the bus station by a cousin in the family. On the way, he heard his cousin talking about the good harvest this year, and that the old people in the family were all safe and sound. Last month, his cousin gave birth to a son and brought Wei Grandpa Ning is so beautiful, this year has caught up with the fortune of four generations living under one roof.

When getting out of the car, Wei's mother was already at the door to greet her. Seeing the editor-in-chief greeted him very enthusiastically, Wei Ning followed his brother to unload the New Year's goods from the car. There were a lot of people in the family, and all the uncles liked to drink, so they brought back white wine. A lot of bottles are good products like Moutai and Wuliangye, and there are not too many cigarettes. My cousin muttered while moving things: "Weizi, come back when you come back, buying these things is very expensive..."

"It's not expensive, it's all given by others, I don't drink or smoke, I borrow flowers to offer Buddha!" ​​Wei Ning said haha, these things are not fake, but they are all given to the editor-in-chief, and the editor-in-chief let go Let him bring it back, but don't let him tell the truth.

"Stupid boy! Why are you so honest! Reciprocity is reciprocated, you have to reciprocate the reciprocity, you have to pay back the reciprocity when you write something, and you have to make a fuss at home, and you have to pay extra for the gift?" Wei's mother went up and pushed Wei Ning on the forehead. One: "His cousin, don't move it, put it all back and let him take it away!"

"Auntie, don't worry. During the holidays, many companies have to get close to the media. This is the rule. We have arranged for the repayment. The rest are rich, so don't worry." The editor-in-chief smiled. : "I'm here to interrupt this time as a prelude. Wei Ning has long said that his home is beautiful. We plan to come here for our employees to travel in the future. We must bother you. This is also a kindness from the magazine. You can do it You're welcome."

"That's what I said, it's right to entertain Xiao Ning's friends..." Mama Wei reassured the editor-in-chief, and she didn't stop her anymore. She also bought a lot of other things, most of which were supplements and nutritional products. I bought it, but now he said it was all Wei Ning's wish, and he just helped to pick and choose. Wei's mother said it was a waste of money, but her face was very happy.

Wei Ning only knew that the editor-in-chief was very tactful in dealing with people, but he never thought that he could chat with anyone. After just entering the house for an hour, the editor-in-chief successfully left a good impression on Wei Ning's family. Even Wei Ning Grandpa Ning took the initiative to ask him to play chess with him after dinner.

"I'll go to the kitchen to have a look." The chat was almost over, the editor-in-chief returned the battlefield to Wei Ning, and went to the kitchen to talk to Wei's mother in the name of helping.

When Wei's mother saw him, she immediately pushed him away: "No, no, you are a guest, hurry up and sit over there and drink tea!"

"Auntie, you are too polite, what's the matter? Don't you do the same at home?"

"You...you care about the cooking?" Wei's mother was stunned for a moment, and then she understood: "That's right... my stupid son can also mess around...you just let him wash the dishes and clean up. Work hard and he can do it!"

The editor-in-chief just smiled and said nothing.Wei's mother was speechless immediately: "Aren't you also doing these things?"

"It's not troublesome anyway."

"It's against him..." Wei's mother suddenly exploded, as if she regarded the editor-in-chief as a long-term worker oppressed by the landlord. At this moment, the professionalism of the female director began to burn: "Wei Ning, you little bastard, come here... "

"Auntie, don't blame him. He has just started working now, and he has a lot to learn. His hands are too rusty and he is very busy. I also have to cook and clean up by myself, and it won't be too much work if I have one more him." The editor-in-chief said He helped poke an egg, the technique was skillful, the shell was completely peeled off, and the egg was smooth and not damaged at all, it really looked like a good cook.

Wei's mother looked at him for a while, a little embarrassed: "Xiao Han, I said that this bastard in my family has met a noble person..."

"Wei Ning is similar to me. The hardship he is suffering now is what I suffered when I was young. I am his senior, his superior, and his master. Why let him touch the nails I have touched before? You are someone who has been here and an elder, so you must understand my feelings." The editor-in-chief smiled, calmly.

"I understand, I understand. The older generation looks at the younger generation, as if seeing themselves in the past. I can't help but want to help...Of course I understand." Wei's mother shook her head, feeling quite emotional, and looked at him After looking at the editor-in-chief, he couldn't help but sigh again: "Oh...you said Xiao Han, what a child you are...why did you just..."

Mother Wei didn't have the nerve to continue, but the editor-in-chief understood the meaning behind it, probably because he felt that he didn't have a woman around him at his age, so he was destined to be emotionally hurt, and women's sympathy was overflowing at the moment.The editor-in-chief smiled, and heard Wei's mother say: "If you don't dislike Xiao Han, Auntie will help you find one. You must have a good appearance and a good character..."

"Auntie, you said why you don't have a daughter, don't we both feel relieved?" The editor-in-chief didn't answer directly, and made a joke. Mother Wei immediately laughed, and the topic changed. After a while, Wei Mom started to chase the editor-in-chief back again. The editor-in-chief didn't come here to cook, so she didn't refuse too much this time, and went back after being asked a few words.

Before the New Year's Eve dinner, Wei Ning, the editor-in-chief and a few older brothers and younger brothers went to the door to set off firecrackers. The brothers of the same age in the Wei family like to have fun. After a while, the gate was filled with fiery trees and silver flowers, and the children in the family ran around holding fireworks sticks, making people feel happy when they saw it happily.The editor-in-chief looked at it for a while, and then went to make a phone call. It must be New Year's greetings, so Wei Ning also walked away and called the second child.

Firecrackers were ringing here, and the second one was also lively. Wei Ning said Happy Chinese New Year, and immediately asked him if he was home, and asked him to take care of his uncle and aunt.The second child faltered, hummed, and Wei Ning was about to say something, when a man over there shouted: "Xiao Xia! Come here and give a toast to Mr. Sun!"

Wei Ning was taken aback for a moment, and heard the second child hurriedly say: "I'm busy, you take care of our parents for me too, I'll hang up." After saying a word, I immediately called back, but no one answered there!

What is this?It's Chinese New Year, is this grandson still talking about business at the wine table?

While he was in a trance, no brat played a second kick. The first sound made Wei Ning jump in fright. Then, his ears were covered, Wei Ning turned his head, and the editor-in-chief was standing behind him.

"Happy Chinese New Year." The editor-in-chief pressed his lips to the back of his hand, and his gentle voice and breath passed through his fingers. Wei Ning resisted leaning against him, and looked at him with silly joy.

"Happy Chinese New Year!" Wei Ning shouted loudly, although he still felt uncomfortable because of the second child, but the editor-in-chief was behind him, which made him feel at ease.

"Let's go back! The dumplings are out of the pot!" The cousin greeted over there, and Wei Ning took the editor-in-chief back to the room.Watching the Spring Festival Gala this evening, the family ate lively.Everyone at home can drink, Wei Ning is the only coward, the editor-in-chief helped him block a lot of alcohol intentionally or unintentionally, Wei Ning passed the only Spring Festival when he didn't drink too much, thinking happily, it's good to have an editor-in-chief.

It's a pity that the editor-in-chief is a bit tall, and he lost several games in a row when he played chess with his grandfather after dinner, and was urged to go to bed with contempt by the old man, but even so, when the two of them returned to the room, it was already past three o'clock in the morning.

The sound of mahjong can still be heard in the living room. The editor-in-chief didn't take off his clothes, and lay still on the bed. Wei Ning locked the door and walked back to the bed. Seeing the editor-in-chief drunk like this, he suddenly felt very fresh. He leaned over to help He took off his shoes and started to untie his belt again. When the zipper was unzipped, the editor-in-chief grabbed his wrist and frowned.

Wei Ning was overjoyed, and leaned over to kiss the editor-in-chief: "Are you afraid that I will take advantage of you?"

The editor-in-chief frowned and opened his eyes a little, staring at Wei Ning for a long while, before letting him go.

Wei Ning trembled in his heart, and suddenly felt that such an editor-in-chief was very cute, so he couldn't help but kissed him again.

"Don't tease me in your house!" The editor-in-chief raised his eyes and glared at him. Wei Ning shrank his neck, suppressed the frizz in his heart, and concentrated on picking up his clothes. Soon, the editor-in-chief was stripped naked, and his beautiful muscles were covered with layers Khan, sexy as hell.Wei Ning swallowed his saliva, took a towel to wipe his sweat, and wiped his mind again and again.

"Come up." When Wei Ning finished his busy work, the editor-in-chief lifted the quilt and urged with his eyes closed. Wei Ning immediately took off his clothes, climbed onto the bed, and got under the quilt.The editor-in-chief was very hot, and it was warm under the quilt. Wei Ning stuck to him, and the editor-in-chief immediately hugged him, rubbing his hands along his lower back habitually, and fiddled with the waist rope when he touched it. Find out who the person next to you is.

"Editor-in-Chief, are you... Happy to celebrate the New Year?" Wei Ning raised his head, rubbing the tip of his nose against the editor-in-chief's chin, when the latter lowered his head, the two noses touched each other, the editor-in-chief smelled of alcohol, but Wei Ning didn't Disgusted, Baba looked at him.

The editor-in-chief narrowed his eyes and answered him in a low voice: "Well, glad."

"Hehe..." Wei Ning was delighted, put his arms around the editor-in-chief and smiled, "I will make you so happy every year from now on."

"Yeah." The editor-in-chief reached out to hold Wei Ning's face, and touched his cheeks and ears with his fingers. He didn't speak or kiss, and just stared at him. Wei Ning felt hot all over his body, but he couldn't bear to let go Face.

"Editor-in-chief, I'm... very happy now, really!" Wei Ning emphasized, but felt that no matter what he said, the emotion in his heart was incomprehensible, the editor-in-chief whispered: "Don't call me the editor-in-chief..." Speaking of it, it was a professional habit to call the editor-in-chief at first, and later, it became a bit of a joke, not to mention that the name of the editor-in-chief was used in various dramas, and Wei Ning had never planned to speak. Han Xiu or something, he will probably laugh...

"Call me husband." The editor-in-chief said suddenly.

"Eh..." Wei Ning was speechless, the editor-in-chief, do you know that you are so naive when you drink too much?

From time to time, voices like "Touch!" How about calling me husband?"

"Do you have this function?" The editor-in-chief raised an eyebrow.

Depend on!It's annoying!He is not allowed to counterattack!Uncle, after the Chinese New Year, he must go to the gym to train his muscles!

"No?" The editor-in-chief's voice was very low, a little threatening. While speaking, his hand touched Wei Ning's thigh, and Wei Ning was startled: "Don't mess around, this is at home..." Even though he said that, his body couldn't help trembling, the editor's palm made him unable to hold it, not to mention that when he just wiped the editor's body, his mind was not so serious...

"You...you can't bear it... dirty...the sheets...how can I... confess..." Wei Ning became short of breath, the editor-in-chief grabbed his hand and pressed it against her, the raised shape made Wei Ning Ning shuddered.

"I've endured it for a while..." The editor-in-chief exhaled, and Wei Ning suddenly thought of something. He said why the place looked so majestic and majestic when he was wiping the editor-in-chief just now.

After the editor-in-chief finished speaking, he hugged Wei Ning's waist, pushed forward, the two of them rubbed against each other, and then reached into Wei Ning's underwear to touch him. They responded to the editor-in-chief with their hands, and after a while, the two of them simply tore off their underwear, huddled together, and used their hands to please.

When the climax was on the verge of climax, the editor-in-chief suddenly pressed the exit, leaned into Wei Ning's ear, and whispered: "Call me."

"Old bastard..." Wei Ning didn't dare to speak loudly, and swore in the editor-in-chief's ear, the editor-in-chief exerted some force with his fingers, Wei Ning bit the editor-in-chief's shoulder to hold back his voice, and his body trembled.

"Call me." The editor-in-chief was still asking.

"..." Wei Ning's eyes were a little red, he couldn't do anything about being forced, so he went to the editor-in-chief's ear again and gritted his teeth, "Old...husband...is it alright?" The editor-in-chief finally responded, but just kept going Wei Ning's eyes were red with anger, and he bit the editor-in-chief's ear: "Hurry up...you..."

"what?"

"Bastard... hurry up... give it to me..."

The editor-in-chief laughed softly: "It's started, get ready..."

Wei Ning immediately pursed his lips and put his head on the editor-in-chief's shoulder, and then there was an intense pleasure coming from under him, and the editor-in-chief whispered in his ear with a low and sexy voice: "Xiao Ning...I love you..."

"Editor-in-Chief...um...Editor-in-Chief..." Wei Ning endured so much, the editor-in-chief immediately lowered his head and kissed him, leaving only his heavy breathing and the sound of playing cards outside. Stiff, and then slowly calmed down.

"I...love you too...old..." Wei Ning was panting, and he didn't think too much when he was emotional, but before the word "gong" came out, suddenly there was a knock on the door, Wei Ning was shocked, I heard my mother say: "Why did you lock the door? Do you want to drink water, you two?"

"No, no, no! Mom, we are all asleep, please stop quickly!" Wei Ning yelled with a bitter face, and at the same time hurriedly grabbed a tissue. The editor-in-chief was so full of wine that he fell asleep!Wei Ning wiped the two with a constipated face, and put on underwear...

"Did they disturb you by playing cards?"

"No, don't worry, it's your voice that makes the noise, that's enough, let's all go back to sleep, okay?"

Outside the door, Mother Wei hummed and finally left.Wei Ning rolled up the paper, looked down at the editor-in-chief who had fallen asleep at the critical moment, and kicked him angrily.

Husband ass!Even your mother-in-law can't handle it!