Fu Shao's dumb little mermaid acted like a baby again

"Come here baby and give me a kiss."

In the dimly lit box, two men sat together as if overlapping each other.

"You're so bad, you kissed people's mouths." The voice of the person sitting on top was a little loud, but it seemed that he had hidden a small hook to lure him further.

"Why aren't you hard yet?" The little boy stroked Yan Tao's crotch. He had been doing this for a while, and his technique was very skillful, but the lump of flesh in his palm was still dead.

"Try it a few more times, and it will kill you when it becomes more energetic." Yan Tao grabbed the little boy's slender and smooth waist, and the hand felt very good, and he was also very comfortable being served by the little boy underneath.

...After a few minutes, the little boy's hands were sore and his waist was also tired. Unfortunately, Yan Tao's crotch was still lifeless.

Yan Tao's face was dark, and the little boy's face was also not good. He had served him for so long in vain, but in the end he didn't do anything.

"Cough!" Yan Tao coughed dryly, easing his embarrassment, "I'm not in the mood today."

Yan Tao was very angry. He took the medicine prescribed by the old doctor and felt that the effect was not bad, but he stopped eating when it came to actual combat.

The little boy smiled and didn't dare to speak too much, after all, knowing that the donor's matters related to the dignity of a man would not do him any good.

Yan Tao patted the boy's upturned buttocks, "Go down, brother will love you well in a few days."

The little boy tactfully kissed Yan Tao's face, and said sweetly, "Young Master Yan is the best."

Yan Tao's face was grinning, MMP in his heart, that bastard Fu Ze had better not appear in front of him, otherwise he would definitely harden up and kill him!

The little boy was about to get off Yan Tao's lap when the door of the box opened suddenly, and a man in black walked in.

Fu Ze's tall stature blocked most of the light behind him, making the box dark again.

Even so, Yan Tao still saw clearly the hypocritical and gentle smile on his face.

Fu Ze came in involuntarily, and closed the door behind him. He didn't wear glasses today, he probably changed contact lenses.Without the cover of the glasses frame, his eyes looked even deeper, like a bottomless pool under the moonlight.

"Why are you here?" In fact, the moment Yan Tao saw Fu Ze clearly, he was already scared, but he had to be very tough.

"Passing by, just come in and take a look." Fu Shen had just taken his seat when the waiter brought in the whiskey he had ordered.

"This is my box, did I say you are welcome to come in?" Yan Tao's unhappiness was in his words, the little boy had already got off his body and sat aside, silently daring not to say much.

Yan Tao unrulyly tidied up the somewhat messy underwear, especially the crotch position, so that Fu Ze could not see the clues.

In fact, Fu Ze didn't look at him, but stared at the little boy on the side, admiringly.

Yan Tao's vision is indeed good, this little boy is juicy, he is regarded as the best in this circle.

The little boy was a little embarrassed to be looked at by this handsome man, and completely refrained from his provocative energy on Yan Tao just now.Because Fu Ze seems to like the more restrained type.

The little boy has a good impression of Fu Ze at just one glance. Most people in this circle are good-looking dogs. Fu Ze's appearance is mature and intellectual, which is entirely in his aesthetic point of view.Yan Tao is also a well-known handsome guy in the circle of young masters in Rongcheng, but he doesn't...

Yan Tao watched the two flirting with each other, feeling annoyed.

"You, go out." Yan Tao's tone was very impatient.

Fu Ze was as steady as Mount Tai, took a sip from the wine glass in front of him, and looked at the little boy freely.

"I told you to go out, didn't you hear?" Yan Tao turned his head to look at the shy little boy beside him, Ling Yu stood upright in his eyes.

The little boy didn't realize that Yan Tao asked him to go out before, but now he just woke up like a dream, he didn't dare to dawdle too much, and quickly left the box.

Yan Tao leaned back on the sofa with a lazy and disapproving expression.

"Are you jealous?" Fu Ze snorted, put down the wine glass in his hand, and looked at Yan Tao with great interest.

"Eat your uncle!" Yan Tao was not polite to Fu Ze, "What do you want to do, just say what you have to say, and fart if you have something to say."

Fu Ze held back his smile, and the aura around him instantly changed, "What do I want to do?"

"That's entirely up to you."

As soon as Fu Ze finished speaking, he stood up suddenly, inserted one leg between Yan Tao's legs, knelt on the leather sofa with one knee, and locked Yan Tao in the small space between his arms.

The corners of Fu Ze's mouth curled up slightly, looking at Yan Tao with a half-smile.

"Guess what I want to do now?" Fu Ze lowered his voice, deep and eager.

Yan Tao's hand on the backrest subconsciously tightened, and he pinched Fu Ze's well-defined chin, slightly mocking, "I'm not the worm in your stomach, how would I know."

Fu Ze brushed Yan Tao's alcohol-soaked lower lip with his fingertips, rubbed it slightly, and then lifted the loose tie on Yan Tao's neck.

"But I don't mind being a worm in your stomach."

Fu Ze tightened the loose tie for Yan Tao, until Yan Tao had the illusion that Fu Ze would pick him up and strangle him to death.

"Yan Tao, it seems that you didn't remember what I said in the hotel last time." Fu Ze completely put away his smile, "Guess if I brought a scalpel today."

Yan Tao's eyes widened for an instant, and he wanted to resist when he turned over, but unexpectedly, Fu Ze moved faster than him and pinched an acupuncture point on his waist.

Fu Ze unhurriedly untied the tie tied around Yan Tao's neck, using it to blind Yan Tao's eyes.

Losing vision, the nerves of the whole body will become sensitive, especially hearing and touch.

Fu Zeding exerted a little force on Yan Tao's crotch, and Yan Tao's nightmare of egg shattering returned after a while.

"Fu, Fu Ze, I'm fucking you!"

"If you dare to touch me today, try to kill me when I recover!"

Yan Tao bared his teeth, like a vicious dog protecting food.

"Don't worry, isn't this little thing bad for you? It doesn't matter if you have it or not." Fu Ze snapped his fingers, "Cut it off, and you will completely stop messing around."

Fu Ze nimbly pulled down the zipper of Yan Tao's suit pants.

"Who said I can't do it! Don't be rumored by me!" Yan Tao couldn't put his energy into it, but he was full of anger when speaking.

"It's okay, just call that little boy back and ask." Fu Ze gloated a lot in his words.

Yan Tao was at a loss for words.

Fu Ze chuckled, "You couldn't have been frightened last time in the hotel, right?"

Fu Ze's trick of knowingly asking questions was simply killing Yan Tao, Yan Tao was out of breath, but he couldn't help Fu Shen.

"It's okay, you won't need the front anyway anyway." Fu Ze's reassuring words stabbed Yan Tao's heart.

If Yan Tao had a myocardial infarction now, he would spray Fu Ze with old blood on the spot.

Fu Ze wasn't just saying, Yan Tao could clearly feel a cold and sharp thing walking under his crotch, needless to say, it must be Fu Ze's scalpel.

For Fu Ze's occupational disease, a scalpel is almost necessary for travel.

Yan Tao couldn't see Fu Ze's expression now, but he knew that Fu Ze was not joking with him, after all, he was so decisive when he first fell in love with him.

A hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, Yan Tao decided to admit that he is not a match for Fu Ze, and he is definitely not Fu Ze's opponent, so he will save his little brother first.

"Fu Ze, can you speak well if you have something to say, and don't touch the knife at every turn." Yan Tao's tone gradually softened, not as angry as before.

"Okay, then talk about it." Fu Ze was silent for a moment, and replied with a smile, but he didn't intend to let go of Yan Tao at all, "You admit your mistake first."

Yan Tao rolled his eyes fiercely, and quickly said, "I was wrong."

Perfunctory, Fu Ze only thought of these two words.

"So perfunctory, it seems that you don't really want to talk to me." Fu Ze's tone of voice was very dissatisfied, but the corners of his mouth curled up even more, "Where did you go wrong, and who are you apologizing to?"

"Think clearly before answering."

Yan Tao felt that Fu Ze's scalpel was one step closer to him.

Yan Tao swallowed, anyway, it's not the first time he has done such a shameful thing, so it doesn't matter, although he is unwilling.

"Fu Ze, I was wrong... I, I shouldn't have come out to find someone!" Yan Tao was not convinced from the bottom of his heart.

Fu Ze smiled more and spoke more gently.

"Brother." Fu Ze raised Yan Tao's chin, and his eyes fell on Yan Tao's lips.

grass!It's too embarrassing, Yan Tao has every reason to suspect that Fu Ze has some special fetish for training, and he can't yell out.

"Brother." Fu Ze bewitched again, "This is what an apology should look like..."

"Um?"

Yan Tao was dumbfounded by what he said, and opened his mouth in a strange way.

"Fu, Fu, Fu Ze...brother...!" This is Yan Tao's limit.

Yan Tao's lips were suddenly crushed. As an old high-speed driver, he certainly knew what was going on.The old rascal Fu Ze is taking advantage of him!

Yan Tao's heart sank, strength suddenly came to his body, and a counterattack actually controlled Fu Ze.Yan Tao tore off the tie from his eyes, regained his sight, and saw Fu Ze lying under him smiling at him with a bit of provocation.

This time it was Yan Tao who found the initiative, but it was a pity that he felt something was wrong with his crotch before he was complacent for a few seconds.Fu Ze's fingers are slender and strong, and based on his understanding of human body structure, those positions that can make people excited are very rare.

Yan Tao's silent crotch gradually responded.

"Are you so anxious because you want to spend the spring night with me?" Fu Ze kept his hands on his hands, and Yan Tao was so excited that his legs were weak. This long-lost pleasure made him intoxicated.

"Chunxiao? I'll be Chunxiao when I go to you." Yan Tao's tone was firm.

Fu Ze smiled more diligently, planning to send Yan Tao to heaven with his hands.

Yan Tao's mind went blank, and his attention was focused on Fu Ze's hands. Unfortunately, the tide of pleasure didn't last long, because Yan Tao let go of his breath.

The smell of sandalwood spread between the two of them, Yan Tao couldn't believe it when he looked at the thing in Fu Ze's palm.

Fu Ze didn't show much surprise. He took out the handkerchief in his coat pocket and wiped his palms carefully.

Yan Taoru was struck by lightning, he finally regained his energy, but he was so weak, 2 minutes...

"Looks like you won't be able to fuck me anymore." Fu Ze said with a look of resignation, "Why don't you change?"