Pure man and clever daughter-in-law

Ma Su's eyes kept falling on Xiang Jiacheng, but he wasn't actually looking at him, just thinking about his own thoughts silently.Thoughts about the past, company, family, wife, and two daughters flowed in, but not disturbing.

If it's another person, being stared at like this, even if it's not embarrassing, it will be uncomfortable.However, Xiang Jiacheng has a calm temperament and is used to being the focus of everyone's eyes since he was a child, so he is still calm and composed.He didn't even pay attention to Ma Su's gaze, and devoted himself fully to the tailoring of the clothes.According to Yuan Yinuo's words, when Xiang Jiacheng was making clothes, he couldn't even hear the thunder in his ears.After finishing speaking, he touched Xiang Jiacheng's face with a smile, and said pertinently, "You do have the potential to be a sniper."

Xiang Jiacheng turned his head to shake off that hateful hand, and shouted: "Get lost."

At this time, a girl's clear and cheerful voice came from downstairs: "My father is here too." Then, with the sound of footsteps, Ma Su's second daughter, Ma Yuhan, ran upstairs quickly and smiled at her father: " I just guessed that I saw your car downstairs."

Ma Su laughed, looking at his daughter with a doting look on his face: "What are you doing here again?"

"I just finished learning Chinese painting, so I asked you to go shopping with me." Ma Yuhan glanced at his father, with a playful expression on his face, turned around and greeted Xiang Jiacheng: "Hello, Brother Xiang."

Smiling to Jiacheng: "Hello, how is your Chinese painting?"

"Of course, the teacher praised me for my rapid progress. If you have the opportunity to visit my house, I will definitely surprise you." Ma Yuhan was influenced by Xiang Jiacheng when he wanted to learn Chinese painting. Splashing ink on the spot, he drew a picture of "Crane Crane and Longevity Peach", which shocked everyone. Even the principal of XX Academy of Fine Arts praised him for his solid foundation.

Later, Xiang Jiacheng drew a few sketches of Ma Yuhan practicing ballet. With a few strokes, Ma Yuhan liked it very much. Since then, he became very interested in painting and went to Lumei to ask a teacher to study.

"Okay." Xiang Jiacheng nodded in agreement, "I have a chance to see it."

"That's right." Ma Yuhan clapped his hands as if thinking of something, "I'll have a party at home in two days, Dad told you, I just saw it, you must come."

Xiang Jiacheng said, "Of course."

"It's a deal." Ma Yuhan raised his index finger.

"It's a deal." Xiang Jiacheng smiled and pointed up, and his two index fingers faced each other out of thin air like two villains, and nodded a little.Ma Yuhan wrinkled her nose, smiled, and took Ma Su's arm: "Let's go, let's go shopping with me, don't bother Brother Xiang to make clothes."

"Okay, okay." Ma Su shook his head helplessly, and gave Xiang Jiacheng a slight nod, "You are busy with your work, so let's take our leave first."

Sending Xiang Jiacheng downstairs, Ma Yuhan turned her head and gave him a wink, emphasizing again: "Don't forget, my sister is coming back."

"Well, definitely."

After sending off the Ma family father and daughter to Jiacheng, they returned to the workshop and worked hard for more than two hours at a stretch. When the work in hand came to an end, they straightened up and let out a long breath.Looking up at the wall clock, it was already five o'clock, he packed up his things, turned and went downstairs, and asked Dandan, "How is Mr. Zuo's clothes?"

"Okay, brother Xiang."

"Okay, let someone send it to his house tomorrow. Just say that I have something to do recently, so I can't come to the door in person. I'm really sorry."

"Understood, Brother Xiang."

After explaining to Jiacheng, he drove his Mazda 6 and went home.

There was a reason why Xiang Jiacheng was in such a hurry to go home - today is Tuesday.

In recent days, Xiang Jiacheng had to stay with his mother and couldn't live at home, so he naturally ignored Yuan Yinuo a lot.The two of you sleep on one side and I sleep on the other, there is a wall between them, but they can't do anything, which makes Yuan Yinuo feel aggrieved when he calls Xiang Jiacheng.The big lion is full of complaints, the big lion is lonely, the big lion is fooling around...

It was funny when Xiang Jiacheng thought of Yuan Yinuo's aggrieved tone, he could even imagine the resentment of the big lion, and the corners of his mouth almost rolled to his heels.

To be honest, since Xiang Jiacheng's family had an accident and Yuan Yinuo changed jobs from the army, the two of them haven't been separated for such a long time. No wonder the big lion is unwilling.Occasionally, Xiang Jiacheng woke up at night, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his brother Xiang Jiatian's blurry face, which was quite unaccustomed to him.

Therefore, you have to appease yourself this Tuesday, or the big lion will blow its hair.

To live a life, you should be coaxed, and you should do it well.

At almost six o'clock, Xiang Jiacheng stepped into the house, and Yuan Yinuo was still busy in the kitchen, with a big blue and blue apron around his waist—of course it was also specially made for him by Xiang Jiacheng— He poked his head out: "Are you back? Wash your hands and eat." He brought the prepared meals to the table one by one.

The top of the whole pumpkin is removed, the edge is carved into a zigzag shape, and the middle is hollowed out, and the fried chicken drumsticks, green beans, and shallots are added to make steamed chicken with pumpkin; the small yellow croaker is washed, marinated with salt for half an hour, and wrapped in flour Dry-fried, crispy and tender meat, best with wine; white fresh lotus root slices, served with bright red chopped peppers, green peppers, and peppercorns, bright in color and fragrant; eggs spread into thin egg skins, cut into shreds, and pointed Shredded pepper and small whitebait are quickly fried in the pan. After cooling down, they are served as appetizers. The fresh fish and eggs are fragrant and absolutely delicious.There is also a large bowl of fungus tofu soup, which is refreshing and delicious.The staple food is mung beans and rice.

Ever since Xiang Jiacheng entered the house, Yuan Yinuo had been smiling and in a good mood. He ate three bowls of rice in one go and drank four taels of Xifeng wine.

For the first time, Xiang Jiacheng also sipped two or two ounces of wine, and when he drank, his face turned red, his eyes were watery, with a bit of hazy drunkenness.

Xiang Jiacheng walked to the sofa, raised his leg and kicked Yuan Yinuo: "Go, make room." Sitting on the other side, he picked up the remote control and switched channels as if nothing had happened.

Yuan Yinuo didn't watch TV, just looked at him, once, then again after a while, then again after a while, Xiang Jiacheng put his feet on the coffee table like a normal person, swaying, swaying, shaking Yuan Yinuo Feeling dizzy, I couldn't hold back anymore, and rushed forward with a woo!

The next morning, the sun was high, the breeze was gentle, the leaves were colorful, and the autumn air was refreshing.The curtains in each room of Yuan's house were tightly hung, for fear of revealing any gaps.From the looks of outsiders, they thought the family hadn't woken up and were sleeping in. In fact, Xiang Jiacheng got up early and was nestling on the big sofa watching TV, stuffing plump, crystal-clear Kyoho grapes into his mouth one by one.

There was nothing wrong with his posture, of course, the problem was his clothes.

Xiang Jiacheng was wearing a white shirt. The collar and cuffs had a very unique design, with overlapping folds, like the style of European nobles in the [-]th century.It's just that the material of this shirt is too thin, as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent, two points on the chest, a round navel on the lower abdomen, and the green-red hickey left last night .

In addition, there is a pair of pure black T-shaped underwear under Xiang Jiacheng. A small piece of triangular fabric barely blocks the front, and the thin rope at the back is tied in the seam of the buttocks.Xiang Jiacheng just sat on the sofa, watching TV and eating grapes seemingly very intently.From time to time, he raised a black leather whip in his hand, "slapped" it out, and ordered in his mouth: "Under the coffee table, it was not cleaned, the window sill, and the window sill."

Yuan Yinuo's whole body, except for a narrow coarse cloth around his waist, squatted on the ground and wiped the floor over and over again.The whole body presents a perfect arc, like a statue of an ancient Greek man, with a broad back, strong thighs, and a deep groove in the back of the shoulders due to the forceful muscles.The fine beads of sweat oozing from the skin glistened under the light... That kind of rough and unrestrained masculine beauty made it hard for Xiang Jiacheng to look away.With a flick of his wrist, the whip lightly landed on Yuan Yinuo's back, and he ordered in a lazy and superior tone: "Come here, beat my legs."

Yuan Yinuo threw down the rag to wash his hands, washed it clean and ran over, knelt down on one knee in front of Xiang Jiacheng and beat his leg.

Xiang Jiacheng leaned on the sofa, like a pampered young master being served by a slave, he casually stretched his legs.The white shirt hem couldn't block the view between the legs at all, not to mention the narrow black fabric that made it stand out even more.Yuan Yinuo glanced over there unknowingly, and was pulled back by Xiang Jiacheng as soon as he glanced.

Xiang Jiacheng bent his whip and raised Yuan Yinuo's chin, forcing him to look up.Even in such a humble posture, Yuan Yinuo's eyes were still sharp, with a kind of wild brightness.With thick eyebrows, a straight nose, and firm lips, he could be called handsome.Xiang Jiacheng fell in love with him, from the time when he was young, from the time when he was ignorant...the two looked at each other, and the desire and love in each other's eyes could not be hidden.

Bowing his head to Jiacheng, he asked softly, "What are you looking at, slave?"

Yuan Yinuo was breathing heavily, and said as if suppressing something: "Look at you."

Xiang Jiacheng raised the corners of his lips, revealing a smile that could be called seductive.He sticks out the tip of his tongue and slowly licks Yuan Yinuo's lips, followed by a long and suffocating deep kiss.

The two of them were close together, feeling each other's erection unsurprisingly, and said to Jiacheng like a gift: "Let's go slave, you have served well, I want to reward you."

The two hugged each other and rolled onto the bed, Yuan Yinuo couldn't wait to hold Xiang Jiacheng down, but he rolled over and pushed him back.Xiang Jiacheng said without doubt: "It's me, I reward you." He took out two handcuffs from the drawer of the bedside table, and with two snaps, he handcuffed Yuan Yinuo's hands on the bedside railing.

Xiang Jiacheng spread his legs, straddled Yuan Yinuo's waist, stared at Yuan Yinuo's half-squinted eyes, and asked maliciously: "How should I reward you?"