Fawn

It was just dark, so dark that it was translucent. There was no big chandelier in the study, only a standing desk lamp next to the writing desk was lit.The light bulb of the desk lamp was covered with a light yellow palace lamp cover, and it has been on since the afternoon and has been on until now.

Cheng Tingli sat behind the desk, half of his face was clearly illuminated by the light, and the other half of his face was hidden in the darkness.Across a desk, Cheng Shiteng was standing and talking to him.The father and son have their own thoughts now, but they have not abolished the public for personal reasons.Aside from the blood relationship, when they are calm, they also know that they are all hurt, and both are prosperous. That kind of inextricably linked relationship is cut off without interruption.

"The defeat on Duolun's side..." Cheng Shiteng spoke slowly, because he was recalling while speaking: "Nanjing also thinks it should be attributed to Zhao Zhensheng. A limelight. Of course, this is also good, he has become our shield..."

Cheng Tingli listened quietly, occasionally nodding.One hand was placed on the desk, and he tapped the table with his fingers. At first glance, he seemed to be thinking with his fingers.

When Cheng Shiteng finished speaking, he clenched his fist noncommittally.At the same time, someone knocked on the door from outside.After three beeps, the visitor automatically pushed open the door, leaned in, and whispered with a smile: "Junzuo, Xiao Pei is here from Tianjin. Do you want to use him tonight?"

Cheng Tingli replied: "Let him go upstairs and wait."

Come and take orders and leave.Cheng Shiteng stood there for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Father, don't torture him with those tricks."

Cheng Tingli glanced at him with a smile: "Does your heart hurt?"

Without waiting for Cheng Shiteng to speak, he immediately added: "You don't need to worry about that kid, he is very different from his father. His father is a master who can beat a bachelor all his life, and he gets angry when he touches it; Xiaolu is another A style, as long as it pleases him, if you don't touch him, he will still touch you."

He looked at his son meaningfully again, and he got up: "Okay, that's it for today, we'll talk about it tomorrow. I heard people say that you drink every night. What's the matter? You don't want your dog's head anymore? What did the doctor say?" I told you? Did you forget?"

Cheng Shiteng watched his father go out speechlessly - he knew that he had a headache and drinking was not good; but drinking was not good, and worry was even worse.He uses alcohol to relieve his worries, which is also a way to fight poison with poison.

The door slammed behind him, and it was Cheng Tingli who walked out of the study.Cheng Shiteng glanced back, then walked around the desk and sat on the big sofa chair behind.

He opened the drawer and looked inside, but he didn't see anything of value, so he closed the drawer, bent down and opened the small cabinet next to it.

He didn't have the bad habit of rummaging around, and he never did sneaky things—he had everything, and when he didn't have anything, he asked his father for it. As long as he wanted it, he would be able to get it. Never even thought of stealing.

But today, he suddenly felt that he had nothing, and couldn't help being like a thief, looking at what his father had here, and if there was something good, he would take some and save some.

Cheng Shiteng seemed to be possessed by ghosts and gods. He rummaged through the study persistently until it was dark, and then left angrily. When he left, he didn't dare to look back, because there was a room on the third floor that was brightly lit. It's the bedroom where the deer is.

Cheng Tingli lay on Xiaolu's body, panting contentedly, and felt more and more interesting about Xiaolu's reaction—Xiaolu's buttocks could be touched and kissed, but they couldn't be used.If you want to do this good thing without hurting him, you have to spend more time coaxing him and teasing him.As soon as he really got his wish and stabbed the dick into his round little ass, things immediately became easier to handle.All in all, only the first level is the saddest.

In the dark, there are several pairs of eyes watching the actions of him and Xiaolu.As soon as he stopped on this side, his hand on the other side stretched out, waiting for orders.Cheng Tingli noticed that Li Guoming seemed to be particularly willing to serve Xiaolu, so he lazily made a few jokes.Li Guoming was not afraid, and replied with a smile: "Master Lu is good-looking, who wouldn't like it? Don't you like it too much?"

Hearing this, Cheng Tingli pulled the deer into his arms, like a child about to pee, and separated his legs from behind, "Well, I'll let you like it today. Come here, let you have a taste of Young Master Lu."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Li Guoming's face froze for a moment, but there were secret smiles on the faces of the two young people beside him.Xiao Lu hadn't reacted yet, but when he saw Li Guoming slowly leaning down with his hand on the side of the bed, he gradually became clearer.

Li Guoming was obviously reluctant, and his face even turned pale.But slowly approaching Xiaolu's open buttocks, he still opened his mouth, and began to lick slowly from top to bottom with his tongue.The little deer shivered from being licked by him, and then a feeling arose in his heart. He couldn't explain what this feeling was at the moment, but in short, it was like a thorn piercing into the fog, and it stabbed him suddenly.

He could feel his buttocks being messed up by Cheng Tingli, and the semen was flowing out from his body, but Li Guoming was like a dog, licking hard and hard, his tongue was soft but hard towards that entrance Squeeze in the middle, very submissive, very flattering, even though Xiaolu knew that he was actually unwilling.

At this time, Cheng Tingli lowered his head and bit his ear: "Don't rush to sleep, let's drink some wine and play for a while.

Xiaolu doesn't like to drink, but Cheng Tingli drank one cup after another.When he had had enough, he threw himself on the fawn again with a hint of alcohol.

This time the intercourse was much easier, he yelled as he moved: "Xiao Pei!"

Xiao Pei is a clean young man, he doesn't look outstanding among the adjutants, but because of his other strange skills, he has become a celebrity that Cheng Tingli can't stay away from.At this moment, smiling and walking to the bed, he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and held a red ribbon with both hands.

A red ribbon fell from the sky, and wrapped around Cheng Tingli's neck lightly and deftly. It was smooth and cool, and could reflect the light of the electric lamp.Xiao Pei tied the ribbon with a slipknot at the back, then grabbed both ends, and began to pull slowly.

The loose buckle that strangled his neck was slowly tightened, Cheng Tingli closed his eyes in a half-suffocated state, and hit the deer under him like a frenzy.And Xiaolu looked at him in bewilderment, feeling that his organs were obviously swollen, almost about to burst his body again.The loose buckle was still being tightened, making Cheng Tingli's face distorted, and Xiao Lu stared at him without blinking, suddenly felt that his dying pain was very interesting, if the person he was doing was not himself, it would be even more beautiful .

The red ribbon didn't strangle Cheng Tingli to death, Xiao Pei flexibly loosened or tightened it, always giving him a sigh of relief.Xiaolu looked at him, unable to imagine how happy he would be, only knew that at the last moment, his face was ecstatically ferocious, and the corners of his mouth were drooling uncontrollably.

Then he collapsed with a crash, pressing heavily on the fawn.A red light flashed between the two, and it was Xiao Pei who cleverly pulled out the red ribbon.

Cheng Tingli seemed exhausted and refused to move.And Xiaolu raised his hand to touch the back of his head, suddenly a murderous aura arose in his heart, and it wasn't easy to kill, it was a bloody killing.

But who to kill, he didn't know.It should not be Cheng Tingli, and it seems that it is not He Ruolong either.

Cheng Tingli rested for a long time, then raised his head and hooked his fingers at Xiao Pei.

The spring night is short, and he needs Xiao Pei's hands and silk sash to revive himself in a half-suffocated state.Without drugs, Xiao Pei has the ability to "harden" him alive.

Xiaolu didn't know how far he could go. He thought it would be over if he did it again.Who would have thought that Cheng Tingli could torment him to the point of fainting and exhaustion after playing and resting.So in the early hours of the morning, Cheng Tingli was still touching and kissing him, and he closed his eyes in a trance, not knowing the pain or tiredness, and fell asleep in an instant.

The fawn fell into a deep sleep, as if dead.When the sun was high, Cheng Tingli had left, but he was still lying on the bed and fast asleep.

Cheng Tingli went out, and he fell asleep again, so the third floor was quiet and deserted.Cheng Shiteng came up alone, and every step made a sound—he drank half a bottle of wine today, and his whole body swayed from drinking, but he was still clear in his heart, but his legs were too heavy to control.