Xu Jun's life

The sweaty hair on his forehead was brushed away, his warm body was bent down, his dark blue eyes seemed to absorb the soul, and he asked me in a hoarse voice: "Teacher, what are you thinking?"

What am I thinking?

I am thinking of autumn in Beijing, the sky is high and the clouds are light, blue and blue. I sit under the big leaf poplar and watch you and Zheng Yehu fight together.I was thinking that when it snowed heavily that year, we went to the Grand View Garden to see plum blossoms. There were long steps on the way up. Suddenly he turned his head and smiled at me. I still remember that smile clearly.

A warning bite was taken on the shoulder: "Teacher, how dare you be distracted!"

I think he is really angry.

I didn't have time to be reserved, and in the end I cried. The string called self-discipline in my mind seemed to be broken, and I let him fiddle with it, making various shameful gestures, and running through it again and again.

"Only once..." He panted, holding my waist, forcing me to lean against that long, firm belly, thrusting forward to an unbelievable depth.

Almost going crazy, from the waist down, it seemed to be paralyzed by the sweet and painful pleasure, the sticky touch, even the thighs were wet.He was forced to collapse again and again, his face was covered with tears, and his shoulders were bleeding from biting.

He got his wish and forced me to cry and beg for mercy. In the end, my mind was a mess.

The waist was encircled, and the hard and hot organ penetrated into the deepest part, resisting the most fatal point, and thrusting hard, releasing the scalding liquid.

I was so hot that even my toes curled up, and I vaguely felt that he was kissing me, and wrapped me tightly with a warm quilt.

The whole portrait is falling apart.

Even the bones seemed to be falling apart, and I lost even the strength to move my fingers.

My whole body was wrapped in warmth, and what was close to my skin was a slender and strong body, with a thin waist and narrow buttocks, long legs, and strong abdominal muscles. I knew who it was when it was burned to ashes.

He is like a child hugging a teddy bear, with one arm around my shoulder and the other around my waist, his legs intertwined with mine. I opened my eyes and found that he was smiling with his lips curled up, looking at me quietly.

The bedside lamp was warm yellow, shining on his facial features, his face, which was always as perfect as a sculpture, was also tinged with popularity at this time.

"Teacher..." He called me in that lazy magnetic voice, and kissed my face repeatedly: "Teacher..."

"Don't...don't move..." I realized that my voice was hoarse as soon as I opened my mouth.

The body I just finished was extremely sensitive. He only touched me a little, and my whole body trembled.

He obviously noticed it too, he rubbed my lower back with his warm palms, and watched me struggle in vain with evil humor.

With a slight movement of the leg, a sticky fluid slowly flowed down the heel of the leg, and my whole body froze for a moment.

"Teacher..." screamed desperately, opened my clenched hand, interlaced my fingers, and laughed viciously: "Teacher, you are shaking."

I was so tired that I couldn't be bothered to care that he was still rubbing against me, or whether the sheets should be changed, or where to sleep tonight. I just felt that my eyelids were heavy, and my consciousness gradually lost.

When I woke up again, my whole body was wrapped in warmth, and my body was very refreshed, so comfortable that I wanted to sigh.

I didn't know that Li's family had such a big bath.

The warm water was steaming, and the face that was close at hand, because the hair was wet, the amazing facial features were fully revealed.

"Teacher is awake?" The arm around my waist was unrelenting, and the corners of the lips curled up again: "Teacher slept for four hours..."

Isn't it getting dark?

I opened my mouth and found that my throat hurt so badly, I glared at him.

He actually understood, laughed, and rubbed my waist twice: "Teacher, turn around and I'll massage you."

For you, massage is equivalent to vigorously kneading without any rules!

But it’s not useless, after being played with by him for a while, my waist is not as stiff as before. I lay on the edge of the pool and found a few plates, which were still covered. When I opened it, I found some snacks, probably Cover it for fear of getting wet.

I reached out for a snack, my wrist was held, and a glass of orange drink was handed over: "Teacher, drink something first, and eat after taking a bath."

After taking a shower, he was wrapped in a bath towel and brought back to the bedroom. The huge living room was empty. He wore a loose bathrobe and carried me across the street.New sheets had been changed in the bedroom. He wrapped me in a quilt and left with the neckline of the bathrobe open. After 3 minutes, he came with a large tray.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on to the highest, and he sat on the bed with me, eating something he didn't know where he got it.

There is sake in the refrigerator, one bottle per person. I thought it was hot in the quilt, so I climbed out, wrapped in a bath towel like an Indian, and ate the fried golden chicken with my hands.

In the large tray, there are chicken nuggets wrapped in a layer of flour and fried with pepper, salt and pepper shrimp, delicious shellfish, a small plate of tomato sauce, fragrant meatballs, and steamed bright red sausages. He even brought over a handful of lettuce.

He doesn't remember to "regulate" my diet, and I won't be so stupid as to remind him that while he was eating chicken, a shrimp was passed directly to my mouth: "Teacher, eat this..."

I ate it with his hands, he doesn't know how to peel the shrimp, the shrimp was peeled until there was only a little meat left, I bit into his fingertips, and he laughed.

I was eating vigorously, he didn't know what was going on, called "teacher", pulled my chin with his greasy hand, and kissed me hard.

"Xiao Zhe..."

"Ok?"

"I ate your lettuce."

Satisfied with food and drink, I couldn't hold on anymore, so I retreated to bed and slept.When I was in a daze, he came back, pulled me over, and put his arms around me to sleep.

I had a dream of being crushed by a bear all night,

The price of indulgence is heavy.

The next day I slept until morning, my bones ached all over my body, and I couldn’t straighten my back when lying on the bed, but he was refreshed. He came back from a meeting at the company and brought me a rice cereal mixed with vegetables or something. Drink, said it was given by Xia Chen.

Lunch is eaten in bed.

It is always light, stewed chicken with mushrooms, steamed sea bass, and a fish soup. I don’t know what to cook it with. It is milky white and very delicious. There are a lot of minced vegetables in the soup base, probably because of the new cook, but the taste is not bad.

Unable to get out of bed, he could only lie in bed and watch TV in the afternoon. The screen in his bedroom was hanging, so it was just right to watch a movie in bed.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, someone from the company came to look for him, and he went out to talk.I heard the sound of "whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" coming from the window, a model airplane was flying and hitting the glass heavily.

I picked up his phone next to the bed and called Li Xiu: "Li Xiu, I'm Xu Xu, I'm in the bedroom, show me your plane."

One minute later, little friend Li Xiu appeared in the bedroom.

It was still Mario's overalls, with grass leaves still stained on the trouser legs, dirty, with messy brown hair, and a pair of blue eyes that were shockingly bright.

He was standing in front of my bed, holding a model airplane in his left hand, looking at me with his head tilted.

"Show me the plane."

He graciously handed over the plane to me.

"Do you have any other planes?"

"This is a limited edition, only [-] in the world!" He explained to me proudly: "It can fly very high, and it can shoot, da da da..."

I studied the power structure of this aircraft, and it seemed that I couldn't put it down. He waved his hand boldly: "This is for you to play with, I still have tanks!"

Sure enough, he has the same personality as Li Zhurong who doesn't take valuables seriously.

"Thank you for letting me play with the plane. Did you see the closet? There is a backpack in it, which is used by Boy Scouts. You can use it to pack things."

I talked to Li Zhurong about that bag this morning and asked him to buy it.

Li Xiu took out the bag, looked at it for a while, and then took out a knife from the pocket of his overalls—yes, it was a knife. He scratched the bag twice and found that it was not damaged.I thought he would accept it, but he wrinkled his nose in distaste and said, "I don't like this kind of bag."

I looked at him speechlessly.

"The next time you want to send me something, just ask me first, I don't like bags." He said very proudly: "I'm not a child, you don't have to pretend to exchange things with me, just give it to me. "

You are only five years old, not a child!

"The plane is for you to play with. I went out to cut trees." He didn't wait for my answer, and ran away wearing his overalls.

"I saw Xiao An running out from here." Li Zhurong pushed the door open and came in, holding a stack of documents in his hand, frowning, "He didn't bully you, did he?"

I am six times his age, why is he bullying me!

I didn't bother to answer him, so I studied the plane in my hand for a while, and decided to take it apart to have a look.

I think that not everyone in this world is as indifferent and hard as they seem on the surface.

Just like the person next to me named Li Zhurong, although he likes to make money, he likes to take advantage of others' danger to annex other companies, and he likes to sit in the highest position in the conference room.But occasionally, like now, he would sit next to me and disassemble an airplane with me.

It's like, the guy named Li Xiu likes to say "I'm not a kid", likes to wear denim overalls, and looks arrogant, so that people can't think of him as a cute little kid.Even if he made a bunch of "I don't like this backpack" proclamations.Finally, when he went out, he took the backpack with him.

This is not a cover, but a fact.