hi don't run

Qin Rui put Song Xinji in his arms on the double bed in the hotel with a straight face. Without saying a word, he turned around and untied his tie and threw it on the sofa beside him, then untied his cuffs.

Song Xinji pursed his lips, looking at the man's actions, feeling a little uncertain.

What are you doing, beat yourself up?

"Song Xinji, you ran away, why did you come to see me?" Qin Ruixie smiled and looked at him with the corners of his lips curled up, making Song Xinji's scalp tingle.

"I just want to make it clear to you that the two of us are not suitable." Song Xinji also thought it through. Since he wants to entangle the evil, it should be mutual. He also has a temper. He is not suitable for the rabbit. Besides, the rabbit bites when it is anxious Woolen cloth.

"Inappropriate?" Qin Rui raised an eyebrow, knelt on the bed with one leg and leaned in front of him, the hot air from his breath sprayed directly on Song Xinji's face, "It's not up to you to decide whether it's suitable or not."

After he had a strange feeling for this man, he actually told him that it was inappropriate?If it’s not suitable, you have to give birth to him. You have to say everything, and it depends on whether he listens.

"There are clear regulations in China that pregnant men are protected by the law. If I say it's inappropriate, it's not appropriate. You half foreign devil don't need to tell me anything." Okay, now I'm even more irritable and want to throw Qin Rui's face at everything.

Qin Rui laughed angrily at him.

Why hasn't he discovered that Song Xinji is also a tempered person in the past six months?

Whether he was pretending too well, or whether he could only think with his lower body when he saw a man, he hadn't thought about this question.

"Qin Rui, I admit that I liked you, and I admit that I wanted to give birth to my child, but if you pester me endlessly because of this matter, I can go to the hospital to abort the child, don't force me."

Song Xinji's heart throbbed in pain.

He knew what he said was against his will, but he didn't want to be entangled with men only in terms of sex.Bedmates, guns, and friends are not what he wants.

What he wants is a partner, a partner who can live with him for the rest of his life.

A 30-year-old man who wants to stabilize and doesn't want to toss anymore.

Qin Rui was taken aback by what he said, nodded repeatedly, and sneered coldly, "Okay, Song Xinji, you can." He turned around and left with his coat on the side.

Song Xinji stared blankly at Qin Rui leaving, then fell asleep with his body tilted.

Fuck Qin Rui, I have a temper too!

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Han Mo returned home, and Father Han and Aunt Jiang had already gone to bed. As he got older, he felt sleepy after nine o'clock, so he got up early in the morning.

Shao Wenfeng was leaning against the head of the bed to read the materials, and the little baby was sleeping on the man's stomach with his mouth pouted.

From time to time, he kicked the chubby legs twice.

Han Mo probed in to have a look, raised his eyebrows, "I'm back, I haven't eaten yet."

"Didn't eat?" Shao Wenfeng put down the document in his hand, gently hugged his son in his arms, and covered him with a quilt.

"Well, I drank a glass of juice instead of eating." Seeing the man approaching, Han Mo closed the door and walked to the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and checked.

Shao Wenfeng sat aside and watched him eat, laughing out loud.

"Busy watching the show and forgot to eat?" Reaching out to remove the rice sticking to his cheeks, the man's eyes were full of tenderness.

It is very happy to be able to look at Han Mo like this all the time.

"No, I didn't order food at all, just a few people sat there and said a few words, he can handle Song Xinji's affairs by himself, anyway, I'm not in the mood to participate." Shrugging, Han Mo took the plate after eating the last bite I went to clean it, then changed hands and took out a few kiwis from the refrigerator and cut them up.

"Do you want to eat it?" A small piece of green kiwi fruit was placed in a crystal fruit bowl with a toothpick stuck on it.

Shao Wenfeng shook his head, raised his hand and pulled him into his arms.

Han Mo moved a bit, not used to sitting on the man's lap like this, but the man struggled too hard and couldn't get away.

"Don't move around." With a hoarse voice, Shao Wenfeng leaned forward and grabbed his earlobe to suck.

Han Mo knew the hard thing under his buttocks very well. Counting the time, it seemed that the two of them hadn't made out for a while.

His cheeks were a little hot, and he sat on the man in a daze, his body a little weak.

The man slowly stroked his psoas with his big hand, leaned over and kissed the back of his neck, "Momo... can I?"

If it was before, how could a man ask this question.

Han Mo pursed his lips, not daring to say a word.

Although he knew that his father and Aunt Jiang were already asleep, they were in the living room after all, so he didn't dare to make any noise for fear of disturbing the two elders.

Shao Wenfeng raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled, taking it as his default.

Take off Han Mo's trousers in twos and threes, and take off his underpants. At this moment, Han Mo is wearing a plaid shirt, his chest is wide open, and his two long bare legs are sitting on the man's lap. They all turned pink in embarrassment.

"You...you don't go too far..." The cylinder in front of him was already held by the man, and a transparent liquid flowed out of the small hole.

"Hey, you like this." Shao Wenfeng leaned over and kissed his lips with a light smile, leaned over and hugged him, bent over, grabbed a few pieces of kiwi that Han Mo had just cut, and while Han Mo's cheeks were blushing, put Pieces of kiwi were slowly stuffed into his tight chrysanthemum.

The hot intestines were suddenly stuffed with cold things from the outside world. Han Mo, who half-closed his eyes, was startled, and looked at the man with wide eyes in a panic, "What is it?"

"A kind of fruit that can make you feel comfortable." With the tip of his tongue licking his lower lip, Shao Wenfeng grinned, stuffed five or six pieces of kiwi into the chrysanthemum with his long fingers, and then crushed it inside his body.

Han Mo frowned lightly, looked back, his body tensed up instantly, and he squeezed his fingers tightly, "Shao Wenfeng!"

This man actually dared to use kiwi fruit as a lubricant. This, this, this, this makes him how to face kiwi fruit in the future!So nasty!

"Shh... this is the living room. Although there is still some distance from the second elder's bedroom, but if your voice is too loud, you will still be heard." Biting his lips lightly, fingers pressed harder on the protruding prostate in his body , causing Han Mo's legs to tremble.

The corners of his eyes were slightly red, Han Mo stared at the man fiercely, took a deep breath and suddenly leaned over to hug the man, and bit the man's neck.

Kill you, kill you!It's so hateful.

"Hey, don't worry, the few pieces I took are all seedless parts, it won't make you happy." Let him bite himself hard, the man doesn't care about the pain, and for him, Han Mo's appearance already accepted his approach, tilting his head and licking his cochlea, the man added a finger with a chuckle, and took advantage of the sticky juice of the kiwi fruit to move in and out of the hot and humid intestine with two fingers.

Panting heavily, Han Mo moved his body forward slightly, letting the thing he had stood upright move in the man's big palm.

"Hmm..." With a muffled snort, Han Mo whined twice to express his dissatisfaction and wanted more.

The kiwi fruit juice, which was still a little cool just now, has been warmed by the man's fingers going in and out, and now he feels wet and slippery under his body, and he dare not look down to see what is going on on the man's legs.

Three fingers have been inserted into the chrysanthemum smoothly, and the man's palm is full of green juice, which is greasy.

He pulled his finger out and raised it to his mouth, licked it lightly, and smacked his lips. The man looked at Han Mo's flushed cheek, leaned over and kissed his cheek, and whispered in his ear, "It's so sweet."

With a bang, Han Mo was so ashamed that he just wanted to find a hole to get in.

Can you stop being so lewd, love!He is thin-skinned!

After taking off his pajama pants, the man's spear pointed straight at Han Mo.

Looking down at the spear in front of him, Han Mo swallowed the saliva secreted in his mouth. Every time he saw it, he felt jealous. Why, as a man, this guy was so much thicker and longer than himself.They all eat whole grains, how can the gap be so big.

"Hey, do you want it?" He straightened his waist, the spear shook, and under Han Mo's direct gaze, the spear grew a little more.

Shao Wenfeng rained kisses on his cheeks and lips, his big sticky and wet hands held the two together, Han Mo's body trembled, and he immediately lost his other moods.

Humming softly with half-closed eyes, raised his arms around the man's neck, Han Mo leaned over and licked the corner of the man's mouth, sniffing, "I want..."

"What do you want?" He accelerated the speed of his hands, the man smiled viciously, and the other hand changed from kneading his buttocks to twitching in and out of the chrysanthemum.

Moving his waist, Han Mo pouted and stared, "If you torture me again, I won't do it!"

God damn it, you dare to tease him!

Shao Wenfeng laughed out loud, kissed his forehead to appease him, "Greedy and lazy guy." He leaned forward and took the wet towel on the table to wipe his hands, then held Han Mo's waist with both hands, healed the already bruised veins. The protruding spear pressed against the opening and closing chrysanthemum under him, rubbing lightly.

"Hmmmm..." Han Mo twisted his waist, pouted his lips in dissatisfaction and hummed twice. He wanted to sit down directly, but the man held his waist tightly, staring at his eyes, and there was mist in his eyes. Looking at the man vaguely, "Well... come in..."

"Momo..." Having reached the limit of his patience, Shao Wenfeng couldn't possibly stand Han Mo's seductive voice, and thrust the spear into the hot and humid intestines in one fell swoop.

"Ah!" Han Mo's body trembled, and the man directly rubbed his protruding prostate and pushed in. The thrill of being overwhelmed made him unable to think about anything, so he could only raise his head and yell.

"Hey, Momo, hold on, don't scream too loudly." Shao Wenfeng muttered while lowering his head and biting the small bump on his chest, sucking and licking it with his tongue.

Han Mo was startled, and quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, but he moved his waist in response to the man's push up.It's really comfortable, he hasn't released it for a long time, if the man hadn't pinched him at this moment, he might have sprayed the essence just now.

The two tossed on the sofa for more than half an hour. Han Mo had already shot twice, but the spear in his body continued to shoot deeper and harder. Han Mo shook his head, he had no strength left.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

The sticky sound of puffing and puffing has been lingering in his ears, Han Mo's cheeks were flushed, and he couldn't ignore this embarrassing voice at all.

Shao Wenfeng's speed was getting faster and faster, and he pushed into the depths one last time, shooting the hot essence into his depths puff puff puff.

Han Mo bit on the man's lip, murmured twice, and ejaculated for the third time.

The two shook and breathed, Shao Wenfeng hugged Han Mo who was lying on his shoulders and gently followed his back, tilted his head and looked in the direction of the second elder's bedroom, and frowned slightly.

He seemed to have heard the sound of the door opening just now...