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Han Mo looked at Shao Wenfeng vigilantly, and the man took off his clothes one by one as if in slow motion.

First the shirts.

The bronze-colored chest was exposed in front of Han Mo's eyes, and the muscles of the two arms were slightly raised, but they didn't look strong and unacceptable.The eight-pack abs extend all the way to the bottom of the pants, which makes people want to explore in detail.

Han Mo has always been envious of Shao Wenfeng's figure. Even when he was the thinnest and best, he only had six-pack abs. He wanted to build an eight-pack, but he couldn't go to the gym because he was working. The six-pack abs also lost their shape, and the flesh on the stomach poked a hole softly.

He pursed his lips and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick his dry lips.He looked to the left, but his eyes moved back because of the man bending over to take off his pants, and unconsciously swallowed the excess saliva secreted from his mouth.

He was dumbfounded.

This guy took off his pants so quickly, and then slowly pulled down his underwear with a thumb.

Han Mo's Adam's apple slid up and down, and his eyes were fixed on Shao Wenfeng's movements. He could see all the eight-pack abs, then the lush curly black hair, and then the man's spear with perfect shape and texture...

"..." He swallowed hard, his eyes gleaming.

Shao Wenfeng pointed the raised spear straight at Han Mo, pulled his underpants under the spear, and then slowly moved towards Han Mo, and the pointed spear swayed as he walked. Almost blinded Han Mo's eyes with 5.2 vision!

I really want to poke my eyes!

This is the most intuitive idea in Han Mo's heart. Although he has had many intimate actions with this man, it is the first time he has stared at a man's spear so directly, especially when the gun is more When my gun is long!He really wanted to go up and grab it, snap it and break that gun barrel!

Once, he proudly showed off to Song Xinye that his gun barrel was one centimeter longer than ordinary people, but everything has changed since he met the man in front of him. This guy is much longer than his gun barrel in terms of length, width and height !He must be of mixed race, I heard that the guns of mixed race are very long!

Han Mo was thinking about everything in a mess, and he was staring straight at the man, his eyes were very focused as if he wanted to glue them on.

Even the blue-purple tiny blood vessels on the spear can be clearly seen, not to mention the tiny hole in the tip of the spear that spat slightly!

It wasn't until Shao Wenfeng walked in front of him that Han Mo finally came to his senses.

Raising his hand to push the man away, he took a step back.

Unfortunately, he forgot how he stood just now. He kept his legs crossed and stared blankly at the man for a while, but now he backed away in a panic, completely forgetting the posture of his legs. Steadily fell to the side.

Shao Wenfeng stretched out his hand to pull him, causing him to slam into his chest.

"Hmm!" Han Mo hit Shao Wenfeng's chest with his nose, and it hurt so badly that tears flowed down his face.

"It hurts!" He raised his hand to open the man's hand, covering his nose and tears streaming down unconsciously.

Shao Wenfeng didn't expect that this hit Han Mo so badly, and he was a little dumbfounded. He quickly stretched out his hand and took his arm to sit on the bed, pointed the spear straight at Han Mo's face, "Let me see."

After saying this, Han Mo pulled down the hand covering his nose, and saw the reddened nose and the two wet marks on Han Mo's face at a glance.

Unexpectedly, he bent down and stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick Han Mo's cheek. He was stunned by the salty touch.

Han Mo was also stunned, raised his hand and pushed his face away, his nose was still sore and he spoke with a nasal voice, muffled, "Stay away from me, every time I see you, nothing good will happen."

Sniffing, raised his hand and took a tissue to wipe the moisture on his face, then turned sideways to look at the little baby sleeping on the bed.

The little guy raised his little hands and grabbed his little feet, put his body in an awkward position and fell asleep, and from time to time he made two hums as if he was dreaming.

Han Mo frowned, took the little baby's arms and legs with both hands, and hugged him inside again.

As a result, before he straightened his back, his body was pressed down by the man, and he couldn't move for a moment.It's not that he doesn't want to struggle, but that in front of him is the sleeping face of his precious son. If he moves a little too loudly, he might wake the little guy up.

Annoyed, he half turned his head and stared at the man behind him, Han Mo really wanted to blow the man's face away with his slippers!This guy is in heat anytime and anywhere, his head is full of nothing but sperm!

Shao Wenfeng rubbed his spear back and forth in his buttocks. Han Mo only wore a pair of home pants, and it was itchy and uncomfortable to be rubbed by him, so he shrank his body to avoid it.

How could the man let him go easily, with his upper body pressed against his back, his two hands reached his waist and hugged him, then one hand got under his clothes, the other hand went into his trousers, pushing up and down, Han Mo turned into a hug Lying on the bed with half of the back and half of the buttocks.

This posture was too shocking for Shao Wenfeng, among other things, just those two straight white buttocks dazzled his eyes, not to mention the faintly visible little chrysanthemum in the buttocks.

The tight chrysanthemum mouth was pink even when it was wrinkled. He pressed forward obsessively, let the tip of his spear spit some saliva and rubbed it up, and then stretched his paws on Han Mo's little brother who hung his head and rubbed his head. Kneaded, pinched, stretched.

For Han Mo, who has only had sex with Shao Wenfeng for more than a year and a half, this behavior of the man is really too exciting.

He knew that his body was longing for Shao Wenfeng, and he also knew that every time Shao Wenfeng touched him with those hands, he would feel strangely sensitive, but this did not mean that he wanted to have sex with this man in front of his six-month-old son. relation!

Han Mo frowned, risking waking up the little baby, propping up the bed with both hands, using force on his knees, he arched up and lifted the man up.

Shao Wenfeng originally planned to take advantage of this opportunity, who made him think about Han Mo for so long, and now he is only interested in Han Mo alone, so abstinence has become his necessary habit recently.

He also made up his mind that Han Mo would not dare to let the baby wake up and cry, so he took this action, but he miscalculated Han Mo's temper.

Han Mo is a very good-tempered person. Don't look at him as irritable and unreasonable, but as long as he doesn't step on his bottom line, he will basically just be run over by him with a few ugly words. Song Xinye is very touched by this. Clearly, Han Moji would be scolded every time, and then walk away in despair.

But now, what Shao Wenfeng did made Han Mo completely angry.

He doesn't care who he goes with.like.It doesn't matter how to solve the physical needs, but he doesn't want to have any desire to vent with this man in this family when the relationship with Shao Wenfeng is unclear and even he himself has no conclusion.desire relationship.

Without lifting his pants, he turned around and punched him.

His movements are fast and powerful.Shao Wenfeng didn't expect that he would be really angry and make a move, so he dodged his body backwards. Although he dodged his cheek, Han Mo's fist still landed on the corner of his mouth.

Bang.

Shao Wenfeng only felt that half of his face went numb for a moment, the corner of his mouth hurt, and his head tilted.

Thanks to his height and strong body, he was not hit to the ground this time, and the corner of his mouth was just grinning.

The wound he was bitten a few days ago has only healed, and now the corner of his mouth has been cracked...

Han Mo rubbed his hand, it hurt.

With a cold face, he pulled up his pants and pulled down his clothes. He turned around and raised his hand to punch the man's face again. This time Shao Wenfeng was prepared. He raised the fist that blocked him with one hand, and grabbed his arm with the other. , took a step back and raised his head to avoid Han Mo's punch towards the chin.

"Momo, why are you so angry?"

He dodged for no reason. He had learned karate for a while, and Han Mo would definitely be a bad guy if he really tried to do it. The problem is...he is not willing! !Even if he was punched solidly a few times, he was not willing to fight back, and he was still thinking about whether Han Mo's back hurt.How cheap is he! !

"I'm angry? I fucking want to chop you into meat sauce and feed it to the dogs!" Han Mo roared with his eyes wide open, not caring whether the little baby would be woken up, he raised his foot and threw half of it between the man's legs. Forcibly kicking the long gun in a daze.

Look, it's a kick, not a kick.

Shao Wenfeng quickly clamped his legs to the side, avoiding the danger of breaking important parts, and got kicked on the thigh.

"Hiss!" It hurts so much, even if Han Mo is barefoot, kicking him so hard is enough for him.

"Shao Wenfeng, fight back!" Han Mo turned pale with anger.

If it weren't for this man, how could I be reduced to my current life.

It's true that he likes children, but that doesn't mean he likes having children!

This is the man who went shopping with other people when he was pregnant, disappeared when he was giving birth, and came to sleep with him when he was in confinement!He appeared in front of her with a lingering ghost after returning home, serving tea and water every day is a fart!He is not rare!

Even if he hid Shao Wenfeng's pregnancy first, but this man didn't see himself as his son's father at all!Instead, he regarded him as a friend with benefits, which was the most intolerable point of him!It's not that Han Mo can't find someone to go to bed with, so why does he decide that he will cooperate every time, why should he!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Han Mo tilted his head and looked at the bedside table, looking for a weapon that could hit Shao Wenfeng...

Shao Wenfeng knew what he was going to do when he saw his head tilted, so he rushed over and hugged him, pulling his arm while hugging him, preventing him from hitting himself with the lamp on the bedside table.

"Momo, Momo, calm down, be good, I was wrong, I was wrong, I apologize to you, don't be angry, okay? I was really wrong."

Regardless of whether he sincerely admits his mistake or not, at least Han Mo's anger must be extinguished.

"Let go! Shao Wenfeng, you bastard, why did you get hit by a car without going out! Let go!" Han Mo struggled, he was weaker than Shao Wenfeng in opening and closing, and men were taller and stronger than him.

The two were tugging, when they heard a scream.

"What are you doing?!"

The two were dumbfounded...

their posture...

Shao Wenfeng hugged Han Mo from behind, naked and without any hair on.

Han Mo stretched forward with one hand to grab the desk lamp, while the other grabbed Shao Wenfeng's arm...

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the two of them are going to do something unsuitable for children and turn off the lights.

Aunt Jiang's eyes widened, and she looked at her proud son in disbelief. Her son is forcing Momo?

Han Mo shivered and pushed Shao Wenfeng away, his face pale.

Shao Wenfeng was just stunned for a moment, then calmly turned around and put on the pants that were off the ground, and turned to look at his mother, "Mom, Momo and I will play wrestling again, don't make a fuss."

Aunt Jiang frowned, obviously not believing what he said.

Han Mo pursed his lips, and although he was reluctant, he also nodded, and sat on the bed expressionlessly to wipe the sweat from the little baby's forehead, "Well, my elder brother and I are just discussing each other."

Aunt Jiang looked at Han Mo, then at Shao Wenfeng, her face darkened, "You son of a bitch, come with me!"