spoiling addiction

The day before the final exam is the busiest day in the school. There are invigilation forms for each exam room and invigilation training. Gao Rong dragged his sore body to preside over the exam affairs meeting in the lecture hall. When the meeting ended, his waist was almost stiff. I couldn't even move, and the back court was so swollen that I couldn't sit still.

I was afraid of being discovered by everyone, so I sat on the rostrum and pretended to be preparing materials, until the last person left the venue, stood up with the table, and walked out slowly.

The rainy and snowy weather made the old injury on the lower back relapse. Gao Rong slowly walked down the stairs holding the railing. Looking up, he saw Liang Xiao and Xu Rui playing together in the snow in the distance. Umbrella, the backs of the two tall and thin men slowly disappeared into the snow curtain.

It was getting late, and the people in the administrative building were gradually disappearing. Finally, Gao Rong couldn't walk anymore, and sat down while holding the stairs.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, flipped through the phone book from front to back, but found no one to turn to.How can I let others know the reason why I can't walk because the bed matter is too harsh?

His eyes stopped on a name, Gao Rong hesitated for a long time, closed his eyes, and pressed the call button with a hard heart.

When Luo Peiming arrived at the school, through the heavy snow falling, he could see from a distance that the teaching building was brightly lit, while the administration building was pitch black. Find that little figure.

Immediately, his heart ached like a knife, and he walked up quickly and hugged him, "Uncle Rong, I'm sorry."

Gao Rong approached his arms and moaned, "My old injury is broken, I can't straighten up..."

Luo Peiming picked him up, "Let me give you a massage, which floor is your office on?"

"The third floor."

Luo Peiming was tall and strong, hugging the thin Gao Rong like a child, he ran up to the third floor with flying steps, took out the key from his pocket and entered the door, put him on the bed in the small lounge, turned on the light and turned on the air conditioner.

After a while, the small room finally warmed up. Luo Peiming peeled off Gao Rong's top, revealing the old wound on the back of the waist and the hickey spots all over his body.

His fingers slid down, Gao Rong held him down when he was peeling off his pants, "You don't need to take them off."

Luo Peiming smiled and kissed his scar, "Does the wound below hurt?"

Knowing which place he was referring to, Gao Rong's face turned red up to his ears, and he turned his head and lay down on the pillow to ignore him.

Luo Peiming stripped the old man until he was completely naked, and looked at this thin and frail body under the glowing light. It was obviously pale and shriveled, but in his eyes, it was extremely beautiful.

Gao Rong felt uncomfortable when he saw him, and lightly reprimanded him, "You can do whatever you want, why are you dawdling?"

Luo Peiming burst out laughing, and asked leisurely, "What if I want to do it? What if I want to have sex?"

Gao Rong's body stiffened suddenly, and he turned his head to stare at him. His fox eyes were naturally smiling, even if he stared angrily at him like this, it seemed to be full of infinite tenderness. Coupled with the tears flickering at the corners of his eyes, his eyes looked even more tender. The eyes are full of affection, which makes Luo Peiming's bones almost shattered in love.

His fingertips landed on his face, stroking his delicate skin with slightly fat particles, and his voice was so soft that water dripped out, "Uncle Rong, I know what I did last night chilled your heart, and I also It's very painful, but I don't regret it, Uncle Rong, I can hold you once in this life, and see you trembling in my arms once, I have already..."

"Stop talking," Gao Rong buried his face in the pillow. He passed out in the early morning, but he still had a broken consciousness. He felt that the child's movements later became very gentle, and he caressed him over and over again. Tears fell on his chest, which was wet and cold.

Luo Peiming stared at him in a daze, sighed, stopped talking, took out the massage cream from his bag, put his hands on his waist, gently rubbed and pushed slowly, he started learning massage when he was more than ten years old, and his skills are better than many massage masters Be professional.

The muscles on the waist were highly tense for a day, and now they began to relax under his massage. Gao Rong moaned unconsciously in comfort. Yue, "Take it easy!"

"I'm sorry," Luo Peiming quickly comforted him, and when he finally relaxed comfortably again, he smiled slowly, "Uncle Rong, you have such a bad temper, besides me, who else can stand you?"

Gao Rong snorted, "What's none of your business? I'll live alone if no one can bear it. It's not that I can't support myself."

Luo Peiming stared at the scar on his lower back, and ran his fingertips across the dark and ugly skin. It was the trace left by the car accident that year, and it was the testimony of his life and death with Luo He. The eternal scars that have been engraved at the moment.

Suppressing the tearing pain in my heart, I said softly, "Then can you support me? I will cook for you, wash your clothes, clean your room, and serve you in bed. I will never think you have a bad temper..."

"Are you finished?" The pain on Gao Rong's waist eased, and he was instantly revived on the spot full of blood and blue, and it was the mean Nanny Rong who turned over and got up and glared at him, "I'll do the laundry, cook and clean the room." Can't find housekeeping? I can't find Oceana when I go to bed? Can I find you a rapist?"

Luo Peiming's face suddenly turned black, and he gritted his teeth for a long time and finally suppressed his temper. He taunted, "Rape? It's just rape if you die, right? Your own reaction, you don't..." His eyes suddenly swept to Gao Rong The lower half of the body suddenly became shorter, "...don't know?"

Gao Rong lowered his head, and found that he was completely naked. He couldn't help but blushed, and grabbed the silk quilt next to him to cover his lower body. The Queen leaned back with full momentum, leaning on the head of the bed, and gave him a menacing glance. "Can you say that again!"

His posture was too tempting, a red silk quilt could barely cover the lock of hair and the little boy underneath, revealing two white thighs that overlapped randomly, covered with red, purple and purple bruises.

Luo Peiming suddenly felt his blood spurt, and he couldn't help reaching out his hand, wanting to touch the smooth skin that glowed with soft porcelain light under the light.

"What are you doing?" Gao Rong slapped his hand, "Take care of your claws!"

Luo Peiming gasped for breath and licked his lips, "Uncle Rong...I..."

"Useless things." Gao Rong's eyes fell on his bulging crotch, and he sneered, "Such an ugly body makes you so excited, if you see a real beauty in the future, do you want to be on the spot?" Slobber?"

"No! You are the most beautiful in my eyes!" Luo Peiming hastily confessed.

Gao Rong raised a hand to stop him from speaking, "Don't worry, now you think I'm beautiful because you haven't seen anyone more beautiful, just like you think you love me now, it's actually because you haven't met your true love the person who is wearing it."

Luo Peiming grabbed his hand, put it on his lips and kept kissing, "Uncle Rong, you are the one I really love, and I will never love anyone else!"

Gao Rong was so excited by his kiss, as if an electric current was passing through him, he hurriedly shook off him, "Don't touch me!"

Luo Peiming was stung by his actions like throwing garbage. He maintained the posture of holding his hand, and the flattering expression on his face gradually became stiff, and finally disappeared. Is it gone?"

"Peiming," Gao Rong couldn't help feeling distressed when he looked at his devastated state, and softened his voice, "You want me to accept you, but what about you deserves my acceptance? What are the differences between you and others? ? What is your advantage?"

Luo Peiming suddenly raised his head, stared at him blankly, his eyes widened in disbelief, his lips began to tremble slightly, and after a while, he tremblingly said, "You...you mean...I still have a chance...I, I, I I can still..."

Gao Rong snorted coldly, "I didn't say that."

Luo Peiming couldn't help but burst into a big smile, pounced on to enclose his lips, carefully tossed and kissed, his slippery tongue wandered in his mouth, successfully teasing Gao Rong's interest.

The two gradually embraced each other, and lay down on the small bed. In the narrow lounge, there was only the sound of tongues entwined. Luo Peiming was very emotional. He wrapped his arms around the back of his neck with one hand, and stroked his smooth thighs with the other hand. Into the red silk quilt, rubbing his immature little boy.

Gao Rong didn't have the slightest resistance to Luo Peiming's superb techniques. He snorted twice, and fell into his arms, and let him rub his eyes slightly. Seeing such a lively adoptive father, Luo Peiming couldn't wait to love him so much. Died on him, took his lips in his mouth, curled up his uvula, and tried his best to bring him to orgasm.

With a tremor, Gao Rong's rapid panting gradually calmed down, and he leaned on his shoulder to calm his beating heart.

Luo Peiming rubbed two handfuls of the softened little thing again, then let go of his hand and stretched it out in front of him, showing the thick white essence.

Feeling weak after orgasm, she glanced at him lazily, turned her face away, and said calmly, "The bathroom is at the end of the corridor."

"I won't waste such a precious thing," Luo Peiming smiled evilly, spread five fingers, raised his head, and licked clean one finger at a time.

Gao Rong lay under him, watching him stick out his bright red tongue and roll up the white turbidity on his fingertips, when he thought that the white turbidity came from his lower body, he felt his blood spurt and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

Luo Peiming licked his fingertips clean, looked at his blushing cheeks, suddenly felt his heart agitated, pounced on him, pried open his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and sucked the bodily fluid into his mouth.

As soon as the salty liquid entered his mouth, Gao Rong frowned and was about to spit it out, but Luo Peiming quickly clasped his chin and patted it upwards, "Swallow it!"

Before Gao Rong could resist, he was forced to swallow the liquid, and was coughed by choking. He couldn't help being furious, raised his leg, kicked him between his legs, and kicked him straight off the bed.

Luo Peiming was suddenly kicked to the vitals, sweating profusely from the pain, clutching his thighs and curling up on the ground, gritted his teeth, "Uncle Rong, do you want me to die?"

"Did I allow you to touch me?" Gao Rong looked at him condescendingly, and sneered, "If you don't want to end your offspring, don't be gay!"

"No, no, no," Luo Peiming struggled for a long time before the pain finally eased, he crawled over, knelt under the bed and hugged his feet, "I was wrong, don't mind, I want to die, I really want to die... "

"Hmph, what's the future!...Ah, you..." Gao Rong suddenly raised his neck and cried out impatiently, only to see Luo Peiming kneeling there and kissing his toes.

That place was extremely sensitive, Gao Rong shuddered, kicked his leg frantically, kicked him away forcefully, and shouted, "I told you not to touch me!"

Luo Peiming sat cross-legged on the ground, and smiled when he heard the words, "Didn't you ask me what advantages I have? Well, let me tell you, my advantage is that I can satisfy you more than any other man, Uncle Rong, follow me Together, I can make you feel... desire, immortality, desire, death..."