Waiting Upon You

Ling Lang raised his eyes stiffly, Feng Hao's expression was half a smile, as if he knew that he would have such a reaction.

The male organ just pressed against his mouth, even if he didn't look at it, he would be able to see it from the corner of his eye.Although Ling Lang has had more intimate contact than this before, he has never had him appear in his field of vision so closely for such a long time.

Ling Lang's gaze moved down involuntarily, but at the last moment he quickly drifted to the left, as if he would get burned if he looked at it too much.

"Well, I told you that you can't do it," Feng Hao's voice sounded joyfully from above, "That golden retriever kept his eyes fixed from the beginning to the end," his voice was full of bewitching, "Can you do it?" ?”

Ling Lang calmed down, forced himself to overcome his embarrassment, and shifted his gaze straight again.

"Even if it's drooling, it can endure until the end, can you do it?" Feng Hao bit the word drooling very hard.

Ling Lang stared at the thing in front of him, absorbed Feng Hao's words subconsciously, and began to salivate involuntarily.

Feng Hao rubbed the front end of Ling Lang's lips slightly, and evenly spread the crystal clear liquid on his lips. The breath of male hormones came to his nostrils, "You have to think of it as the thing you want most, what you desire It, obsessed with it, adored it..."

Feng Hao's words poured into Ling Lang's mind like hypnosis, his eyes became foggy, it seemed that it was no longer difficult to look directly at it, and in the end he even couldn't bear to look away.

"How do you feel now?"

Ling Lang couldn't help swallowing.

Feng Hao took a step back, and the warmth on Ling Lang's lips disappeared. Seeing the thing leave him, without thinking, he took two steps forward on his knees, and kissed the front end again, but he didn't act rashly. .

Feng Hao took another step back, Ling Lang followed again, he had nothing else in his eyes, the master's sacred object was the only target he was chasing, the two retreated one by one and chased after the other until Feng Hao sat on the sofa.

"Your performance is good," Feng Hao patted his head approvingly, "but you seem to have forgotten my initial order, don't move."

Ling Lang froze, Fang realized what he had just done.

His face flushed immediately, Feng Hao let out a chuckle.

"You are so cute, people can't help but want to bully you."

Since saying goodbye to his childhood, no one has described him as cute.

"It's a pity you didn't complete the order, your second cookie is gone."

Ling Lang still couldn't accept it, he would have eaten the first piece if he knew it earlier.

"Even if I complete the order, you won't be able to change the second piece."

"Hehe," Feng Hao couldn't help laughing out loud, he raised his head, "Since this is the case, I will give you another chance to see if you have the ability to get the second dollar from me."

Ling Lang thought that he would continue to make demands, but Feng Hao's words stopped here, as if the conditions had already been set out in those words just now.

He tried his best to recall every word Feng Hao said, trying to find clues from it.

If the "bite" is the first cookie, what is the second cookie?

Ling Lang vaguely guessed what Feng Hao meant, he took the initiative to take off his pants, turned around, knelt down on the ground, and raised his hips high.

Although he couldn't see the back, he could feel Feng Hao standing up from the sofa, then knelt down behind him, and a hard object reached the entrance of the back hole.

At that moment Ling Lang was suddenly a little nervous, this was the first time his master used his body, and he insisted on doing stretching exercises every day, just for this moment.

Feng Hao still didn't make any further moves, Ling Lang's mood gradually turned from nervousness to anticipation, he even began to expect the master to enter his body, not just out of desire, but a display of self-worth.

He longs to be one with his master, he hopes his body can bring happiness to his master, his asshole opens and closes due to excitement, and sends an urgent invitation to the guests who stand at the door and refuse to enter.

This scene lasted for more than a minute, and Feng Hao walked away from him calmly.

The moment he got up, a feeling of disappointment instantly enveloped Ling Lang.

"Your comprehension is very good, but now is not the time," Feng Hao patted Ling Lang, motioning him to get up.

"Because your performance satisfied me, so I decided to accept your next mobile phone number." This time, he directly pressed Ling Lang's head under himself, "What is the next number, I will give you a few minutes When the time is up, I will tell the time, and when the number is reached, you will stop consciously."

Ling Lang began to serve him wholeheartedly. When Feng Hao counted to 6, he accelerated the speed of sucking and sucking. When he counted to 7, he increased the intensity of sucking. When Feng Hao counted to 8, he Mouth release.

"Should I be glad this one is 8 instead of 2 or something?" Feng Hao teased him, took the phone and tapped it a few more times.

After Feng Hao finished recording, he asked Ling Lang, "Do you still have the medicine for your expansion training last time?"

Ling Lang also remembered, "I just ran out."

Feng Hao nodded, "That's right."

He got up to leave, and when he came back, he already had an extra bottle in his hand, "Use this bottle next, go."

Ling Lang couldn't tell the difference between the two from the surface, and thought they were the same thing, so he took it.

Seeing that he still didn't leave, Feng Hao asked, "Why?"

As soon as he finished asking, he guessed what Ling Lang was thinking, and said with a smile, "No, I don't have your share today, because your command training failed, now you can go."

Ling Lang angrily went back to his room for daily training, perhaps because he was in a bad mood, he accidentally squeezed too much of the new medicine given by Feng Hao, but this did not attract his attention.

Today's training was no different from the usual one. After the training, Ling Lang felt a slight hotness in his body. He thought it was because his desire had not been relieved, but the feeling was not strong, and he forgot it in a blink of an eye.

Ling Lang hadn't seen the actor who played the younger brother for a while, since the last time he spoke for him, the younger brother was very respectful every time he saw Ling Lang, and it could be seen that his respect came from the heart, not The superficial politeness of others.

"Senior, I'm asking you to take care of me again today," the younger brother politely came up to greet Ling Lang when he saw Ling Lang arrive at the set.

Ling Lang nodded and walked past him. The assistant who followed behind slapped the younger brother on the chest, "Don't mind, he always does this."

"Does Teacher Ling treat everyone like this?"

"Yeah, he was even colder when he first met Feng Hao. In comparison, he treated you pretty well," the assistant shrugged, "Also, don't call him teacher, I'm not used to it."

The younger brother looked from a distance, on the other side of the studio, Ling Lang was talking to Feng Hao for some reason, although there was still no expression on his face, but his gaze was always on the other party, it could be seen that he treated Feng Hao different.

He scratched his head in frustration, when will he be able to talk easily with his idol like Feng Hao?

When someone called his name, he quickly stopped thinking and ran over, and the staff put pressure on him.

After fighting Ling Lang and even falling out, the role of the younger brother never appeared again. It was not until he knew that Ling Lang was imprisoned in Feng Hao's villa, and the old brotherhood broke through his mind.

Today is his rescue scene. So far, the younger brother and the golden retriever are the only two lights left in Ling Lang's heart. After this scene is over, the life of the character he plays will also end, completely extinguishing the light in Ling Lang's heart .

Feng Hao set up many obstacles inside and outside the villa. The younger brother bribed the architect, got the design drawing of the villa from him, and finally found the breakthrough with the weakest defense.

When he opened the skylight, Ling Lang was sleeping on the bed. Ling Lang was much thinner than the last time he saw him. He lay there peacefully, almost unable to detect the vitality of living people.

The younger brother had a sore nose and tears almost fell down.

"Brother," he called out in a low voice, but Ling Lang didn't hear it, but the golden retriever lying next to him raised his head vigilantly.

"Hush," the younger brother was so frightened that he quickly put his finger to his mouth and gestured, "Don't shout, I'm a good person, I'm here to save your master."

The understanding golden retriever seemed to understand what he said, and lowered his head to lick Ling Lang's neck and ears until he woke him up.

"Ah..." Ling Lang saw the person on the roof as soon as he opened his eyes. He didn't expect to meet him again here.

"Brother," the younger brother choked up, feeling ashamed of his loss of control, and quickly calmed down, "I'm here to take you away."

Ling Lang's expression was pleasantly surprised at first, but quickly turned into disappointment. He shook his head and pointed to the shackles on his feet.

The younger brother saw it, and immediately showed strong hatred and regret in his eyes. He cursed in a low voice, and then disappeared from the skylight.

Ling Lang raised his head and waited for a long time, thinking that he was leaving just like that, he lowered his head in disappointment.

There was another noise from the roof, and Ling Lang raised his head in shock, only to find that the younger brother was hanging down from the top bit by bit by the rope.

There were two chains that locked Ling Lang, and the younger brother tried his best but failed to open them. Ling Lang's language function had degraded at this time, so he just sat there without saying a word and looked at the anxious younger brother, his eyes were full of tears. It's all gratifying.

"I have no choice but to gamble." The younger brother took out a suppressed pistol from his pocket, and Ling Lang was taken aback. Logically speaking, it was absolutely impossible for him to get such a thing.

The younger brother pointed the muzzle of the gun at the chain, took a pillow and pressed it against it, shot without hesitation, and then interrupted the other side in the same way. Fortunately, no sound was heard by the bodyguard guarding the door.

"Okay, let's go," the younger brother pulled Ling Lang to leave, and the conflict happened again. Ling Lang couldn't let go of his dog no matter what, and he must take the golden retriever with him. The two argued for a while.

"You go up first, and I'll come down to pick it up later," the younger brother had no choice but to make such a promise.

Ling Lang still didn't let go of his hand.

The younger brother stared into his eyes and said solemnly, "Trust me."

Ling Lang's hand slowly loosened. His little brother had grown up, and he was no longer the coward who was greedy for life and afraid of death. Before he knew it, he had grown into a reliable man.

With Ling Lang's skill, he can actually climb up the rope in two or three strokes. Unfortunately, he has to create a weak appearance of long-term malnutrition, which brings great difficulties to the subsequent shooting. Either he can't climb up, or he can go up The director was dissatisfied with the angle, and a short climbing scene was NG over and over again.

After finally sending Ling Lang up to the roof, the actor playing the younger brother's costume was already drenched in sweat.

"Is it okay?" Ling Lang asked without any emotion in his voice.

The little brother was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Ling Lang was concerned about him, and nodded vigorously, "No problem!"

The little brother who received the buff state of "Admired Senior's Care" hung down from the roof again full of fighting spirit, picked up the golden retriever, and continued to climb up one by one.

Ling Lang also wanted to help pull the rope, but he was so weak that he couldn't do it now, so he had to anxiously look down from the skylight.

Although the Golden Retriever is not as heavy as Ling Lang, it is still a large dog after all, weighing at least sixty catties, and it can't hold a wire like Ling Lang, and it all depends on the younger brother to hold it with his bare hands.

The younger brother was holding the dog in one hand and the rope in the other, making the climb extremely difficult.

It's a pity that even a well-trained dog still retains the nature of a dog. In mid-air, the natural fear of heights of dogs made the golden retriever restless.

"Don't move, don't move," there was no such paragraph in the script, the little brother had an idea, and he played it on the spot, as if he was trying to comfort the frightened golden retriever, "Brother will take you up to find the owner immediately, please be quiet."

Ling Lang's expression became even more anxious. He reached out to grab the rope, but found that he couldn't use any strength.

The director's eyes lit up when he saw this natural opening, and quickly directed the cameraman to swing the boom over to take a close-up shot of the interaction between the little brother and the dog.

The Golden Retriever is getting farther and farther away from the ground. The camera, which was not afraid at first, is also frightening it at this moment. It begins to struggle desperately, and everyone's attention is focused on the bottom. The rope of NG many times, under such intense friction, was gradually on the verge of breaking.