pet dog

The first ray of sunshine in the New Year sprinkled into the room, and the gentle golden color was dyed on the snow-white sheets, shining on the two figures sleeping on the bed, peaceful and peaceful, full of a taste called happiness.

Fang Yiran moved, slowly opened his eyes, squinted, blocked the sun with his hands, blinked twice, finally woke up, and when he lowered his head, he saw a certain rambunctious dog sleeping soundly in his arms.

Fang Yiran probably didn't know the way he looked at Fang Mo, he was so gentle and messed up, he lowered his head and kissed Fang Mo's forehead, causing Fang Mo to mutter in a daze, rubbed his body on Fang Yiran's body, and continued to sleep well, It's just that the hands and feet are bound even tighter, it's like a piece of dog skin plaster completely sticking to Fang Yiran's body.

Fang Yiran laughed softly, smoothed his loose hair, continued to kiss his protruding ears, bit and licked lightly, remembering the endless heat of this guy last night, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend even more If Fang Mo, who is sleeping now, can wake up and take a look, he must be dumbfounded, and then rush to hug his precious master, so as not to let the charming smile of the master let him down. The others watched it.

It's a pity that the stupid dog Fang Mo ignored Fang Yiran's harassment, and had no intention of waking up at all, and slept soundly with his beloved master in his arms.

This guy, Fang Yiran muttered, his palm slid all the way down Fang Mo's smooth back, poking into the place that brought him supreme enjoyment yesterday, his tight pussy was slightly red and swollen to the touch, firmly clamping Fang Yiran finger.

You must know that Fang Yiran has always been gentle in love affairs, and Fang Mo is always passionate in bed. Fang Mo has always been pestering Fang Yiran, and Fang Yiran has never begged Fang Mo for mercy. However, it can be seen how crazy it was last night, but Fang Mo is all to blame for this, it was all his temptation!

Fang Yiran tapped Fang Mo's nose with a smile on his other hand. It was all his fault. Who made him sit on his body, heaving and twisting his waist constantly, and making that terrible sound, She still looked at him with that kind of pitiful eyes.When Fang Mo ran out of strength to move by himself, he leaned softly on Fang Yiran's chest, and said in a nasal panting voice, Master, I can't move anymore.

Just this one sentence, like a fuse, completely ignited Fang Yiran's enthusiasm, turned over and pressed the man who had already softened into a puddle against the wall of the hot spring pool, ignoring his exclamation, and directly fired The most ferocious sprint.

Not enough, not enough, not enough, wants more, whether it's his suppressed gasps, passionate moans, or begging for mercy with tears, wanting to spit out more from his seductive mouth.

"Master...Master...no...ah..." Fang Mo cried intermittently, begging for mercy, but he didn't know that Fang Yiran behind him couldn't stop even more because of this sound, pressing down on his flexible waist, ruthlessly It's not enough to want him to do it and shoot him in the hot spring, the two of them tugged on the bed.

Before Fang Mo could fall onto the bed, he was hugged by Fang Yiran and started a new round of journey.

I'm afraid after this time Fang Mo is probably much more honest in bed, and he doesn't dare to pester his master all the time. It turns out that the master is also very scary. No matter how much he cries and begs for mercy and says no, They didn't listen to him, as if they wanted to make him die on the bed.

Fang Yiran supported his head with one hand, and continued to ravage the pitiful red and swollen place with the other, watching his stupid dog sleep with a smile.

"Mm ~ Master ~" Fang Mo murmured in his sleep.

Fang Yiran's hands paused, his eyes darkened, he resisted the idea of ​​putting this guy who had fallen asleep and seduced him to Fa-rectification on the spot, and lowered his head to kiss the lips that always made seductive voices.

Biting the two thin lips, telling you to continue seducing people.

Until Fang Mo was out of breath after the kiss, the sleeping person finally opened his eyes. After being dazed for a while, he fixed his eyes on the person in front of him. His first reaction was to call the master to rush forward and kiss the person again. Ravaged his red lips for a long time.

After the kiss was closed, Fang Yiran laughed, it seemed that last night's frantic demands did not leave any shadow on this stupid dog, and he was still as clingy as before. In the past, Fang Yiran might push him away and keep asking him Fang Mo, who was kissing, let him kiss as much as he wanted today, and let him be as frivolous as he could.

"Happy New Year, wake up? Or continue to sleep?" Fang Yiran sat up and prepared to get up. He watched Fang Mo sleep for a long time in a daze. up.

Seeing his master getting up, Fang Mo wanted to sit up without saying a word, and continued to wrap his arms around Fang Yiran's waist, refusing to let go.

But in the end, his waist softened, and Fang Yiran, who had already got up, fell back on the bed.

"My back is sore... I have no strength." Fang Mo said with a bitter face, holding his waist that was overused last night.

"Hahaha." Fang Yiran laughed out of joy, what can such an honest dog do, he turned his head and kissed Fang Mo, who was confused by Fang Yiran's laughter, and patted his head. "Then you can sleep for a while, I'll call you after lunch."

But as soon as Fang Yiran stood up and put on his clothes, a pair of hands passed under his armpit, took over the work from his hands, and buttoned the buttons for him.

Fang Yiran turned his head, who else could it be except Fang Mo? He was naked, kneeling on the bed, buttoning buttons for him one by one from behind Fang Yiran, frowning and grimacing. That unknown place hurts.

Fang Yiran patted his hand, "I'll do it myself, you are not afraid of the cold, put on your clothes." Fang Mo turned a deaf ear, and stubbornly buttoned up all the buttons for Fang Yiran, then limped stiffly Poor looking to find clothes for himself to put on.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Fang Yiran flattened the last wrinkle on his clothes, walked over and hugged a stupid and cute silly dog, rubbed his waist, and asked, "Is it sore here?"

But he didn't want to, Fang Mo softly fell into his arms with a "huh", Fang was still scrambling to catch the person, smiling wryly, he really didn't know what to say, do you know if this good company can't always be so tempting? Especially this early in the morning, if they hadn't been very determined, now they would have to roll on the bed again.

"Is it so sour?"

"Comfortable." Fang Molai refused to get up in Fang Yiran's arms, squinting his eyes as if enjoying himself, it was really comfortable to rub the master's warm palms on the sore waist that seemed to be broken.

The two of them were getting bored endlessly when they were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Have you gotten up yet? Or did you die on the bed?" Lu Ren's voice came from behind the door.

Fang Yiran wanted to get up to open the door, but Fang Molai refused to get up on his lap, preventing Fang Yiran from opening the door.

Hmph, idiot, disturb him making out with his master.

Fang was also helpless, still hugged Fang Mo, rubbed his waist, and said loudly, "Come in, the door is unlocked."

When Lu Ren opened the door and came in, he saw the two together like conjoined twins. He snorted, but Fang Mo snorted back.

Fang Yiran smiled, pinched Fang Mo's chin, and Fang Mo honestly nestled back into his master's arms.

"Happy New Year." Fang Yiran said to Lu Ren after seeing that Fang Mo was honest.

"Happy New Year, come down to receive your New Year's gift when you're done getting bored."

The two of them kissed and cuddled endlessly for a while before going downstairs. Downstairs, Lu Ren and Ren Feng were already sitting on the sofa. Seeing Fang Yiran and Fang Mo come down, Lu Ren pointed to the coffee table where there was a gift.

Fang Yiran saw the long cylindrical incubator, and knew what was inside without opening it. Lu Ren really didn't change every year, and it was a bottle of wine every year. The only difference was the brand and year.

Fang Yiran showed an expression that I knew it was this thing again, and pulled Fang Mo to sit down next to Lu Ren.

Seeing Fang Yiran's expression, Lu Ren said, "Why, you're not satisfied?" His tone was as if you dare to say that you don't want to try it.

"Satisfied." Fang Yiran replied not perfunctorily, took out a box from his pocket and threw it to Lu Ren, "Your."

"Hmph, I thought you had a lot of heart, but you are still the same." Compared with Fang Yiran's attitude that he didn't even want to open it, Lu Ren gave a little face and opened the gift. There was indeed a watch inside. Lu Ren got a bottle of wine every year, while Fang Yiran gave him a watch every year.

This year it was a Patek Philippe Xingyue Tourbillon. Lu Ren played with it for a while and then clasped it in his hand, muttering, "Is painting clothes so profitable?"

"It's not as rich as your doctors." Fang Yiran smiled, then took out another box and handed it to Ren Feng, "Your."

"Ah, I have it too, thank you, thank you." Ren Feng took it and couldn't wait to open it, and smiled contentedly, not because of the value of the watch, but because it was also a Patek Philippe Xingyue Tourbillon inside, and Lu Ren The only difference is that Lu Ren's platinum and white face, this is only a platinum and black face, the two watches look like a couple's watch.

Ren Feng smiled, took off the watch in his hand, and buckled the watch on, hey, couple watches.

Lu Ren gave Fang Yiran an annoyed look, and then glared at the smirking Ren Feng, but in the end he didn't take off the watch he was wearing, which was a tacit agreement that the two of them were wearing a couple watch.

After delivering the two of them, Fang Yiran turned back to Fang Mo's ear and whispered, "Your, I'll give it to you when I go home."