King's return

Ever since Rong Jian broke the secret of the bedroom last time, Lin Yanxiu didn't bother to lock the door of this bedroom.

The windows are always open habitually, and the evening wind blows the fluffy gauze curtains, shaking off the silvery white moonlight.

The monotonous black and white tones and the overly spacious space give people a feeling of coldness and loneliness for no reason, just like the frosted glass door, which vaguely conceals the innermost feelings of the owner of the house, which can never be expressed in words.

The quilt that no one was warming had a hint of coolness. Rong Jian took off the man's ridiculous apron before carefully stuffing it into the quilt. Drill in your arms.

Rong Jian was helplessly held by Lin Yanxiu's neck and lowered his head. He wanted to pull his hand away, but he was afraid of waking him up.

He thought to himself that he was sleepy anyway, so he took off his coat and climbed onto the bed, and the two of them squeezed into the bed together.

The two heat sources quickly warmed the quilt, Lin Yanxiu seemed to be sleeping restlessly, curling up and down in Rong Jian's arms like a puppy.

First, the head was buried in the creaking nest, probably feeling uncomfortable, and then it was pillowed on the opponent's shoulder, and finally rolled into the neck socket for some reason.

Lin Yanxiu's soft hair touched Rong Jian's cheeks and nose, itching him so much that he wanted to sneeze.

Push aside a pinch of hair, and another pinch sticks out.

Itching so badly, Rong Jian's expression suddenly became a little bitter.

However, Lin Yanxiu seemed to have heard his inner voice, and lifted his head up slowly, so the disturbance of hair strands was resolved, but a new disturbance came again——his breathing.

Different from the chilly hair, his breath is very hot, as if there is a volcano hidden in his chest, every breath will bring out some fire.

These breaths sprayed directly on Rong Jian's cheeks and neck, and itched into his heart.

Rong Jian closed her eyes vigorously, trying her best to fall asleep quickly, but most of the time, the more she wanted to ignore something, the more she cared subconsciously.

In the silence and darkness, he even felt that Lin Yanxiu's whole body was like a big furnace, clinging to him tightly, and constantly fanning the flames on his body, until finally his legs were all entangled, Rong Jian thought angrily to himself So, is this the legendary present report?

If it makes him hard... it's all the fault of this unreliable boss, right? !

But at this juncture, Lin Yanxiu frowned again and moved a little closer, his lips almost pressed against Rong Jian's ears. He didn't know what dream he had, and he was still muttering: "Rong... bastard..."

Rong Jian suddenly felt that half of his ear had fallen off.

Going on like this is not an option, so Rong Jian decided to fight back.

He bent one leg, pushed the opponent's legs away with his knees, then clamped them, and grabbed Lin Yanxiu's wrist with his hands, turned over and easily pressed the person under him.

The quilt rose and fell for a while, and finally stopped.

Before Rong Jian could breathe a sigh of relief, the suppressed man was still dishonest, rubbing his flushed cheeks on the pillow for a while, and suddenly his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he spit out a sentence intermittently.

In the quiet night, Rong Jian could hear clearly.

"...Why haven't you come back..."

Rong Jian's heart, which he thought was hard, suddenly beat violently, as if it had been poked into the softest door.

The bedroom was very dark, and most of Lin Yanxiu's face was hidden in the shadows. Under the moonlight, half of his frowning face was exposed, blushing a little from the heat of the bed.

The drowsiness dissipated just like that, Rong Jian watched quietly for a while, with the corners of his mouth curled up, he couldn't help but leaned over and rubbed the other's smooth cheek with the tip of his nose.

The tip of his nose was a little cold, and when it touched Lin Yanxiu's warm face, he immediately felt very warm and comfortable.

Rong Jian's eyes lingered on his trembling eyelashes and slightly fluttering lips, and the cold eyes in the past softened.

He approached slowly, and his lips finally touched the other pair, as if the lips would not be so dry after a kiss.

Lin Yanxiu lay there quietly and obediently, put away his armored spikes in his sleep, and frankly expressed his miss for him with his body.

It's a wonderful feeling to be kept on the tip of your heart.

Rong Jian couldn't help kissing him for a long time, the moonlight couldn't pass through any gap, and her teeth and lips were full of happiness.

For such a moment, he even hoped that time would stay here.

He came home and never left again.

His head of the household has a big house and can cook, and he picked up a cat, and the two of them are responsible for eating.

There seemed to be a longing in the depths of his heart that hit his heart hard, making his elbows that were propped on the bed tremble slightly.

The long kiss slowly deepened, the lips of both of them became moist and moist, Rong Jian's breathing gradually became short of breath, he raised his head a little higher, looked at the man lightly, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Don't pretend to be asleep, Lin Yanxiu .”

The man under him was shocked suddenly, his two fan-like eyelashes moved slightly, and he opened his eyes.

Facing Shang Rongjian's dark eyes, Lin Yanxiu looked a little dodged, and asked angrily, "When did you know?"

Rong Jian was still honest: "When I kiss you."

Immediately afterwards, he added slowly: "Your ears suddenly turned red."

"Dog eyes, you? Can you see it in such darkness?!" Lin Yanxiu slapped the bed in grief and indignation.

Rong Jian smiled, and said, "Of course I can't see it, I lied to you."

"..." The corners of Lin Yanxiu's eyes twitched, and he suddenly rushed forward and bit his neck bitterly, "—I will bite you to death!!"

The force is a bit strong, although it will not bleed, but it is certain to leave two rows of teeth marks.

Rong Jian didn't move her brows, but laughed in a low voice.

He grabbed Lin Yanxiu's hand, touched his lips with his fingers, and said with a soft smile, "Why don't you bite here."

There was a sudden pause in the movement of the teeth, and Lin Yanxiu's ears hidden in the shadows turned red again, thinking that the guy couldn't see anyway, so he simply raised his head.

In the darkness, one pair of eyes looked at the other, one pair of lips chased the other, and one pair of hands couldn't wait to caress each other.

As if getting rid of some shackles, he poured out all his enthusiasm.

Lin Yanxiu put an arm around his shoulders, tightly grabbed his shirt, and pulled it down from the neckline.

"Hmm—" He responded enthusiastically to the kiss, and the other hand couldn't help stroking back and forth on the other's cheek. The lack of oxygen in his brain made Lin Yanxiu a little dizzy.

More and more eager and heavy breathing surrounded the two of them, they rolled into the quilt and arched back and forth.

The tops of the two were quickly torn apart by four hands, and the lips had been ravaged enough, and they were like two small animals fiercely gnawing at each other's neck and chest.

The parts wrapped by the underwear were already very wet, and they were tightly attached to one place and kept rubbing against each other to stir up a more violent fire.

"Ah..." Feeling Rong Jian biting and licking the hard spot on his chest, and circling the surrounding area with the tip of his dexterous, hot and moist tongue, Lin Yanxiu couldn't help raising a part of his neck, and the lower part became stiffer immediately.

Rong Jian's palm moved across the opponent's body, and his fingers were callused. Lin Yanxiu felt an unbearable itching feeling on the delicate skin.

With his eyes closed, a thick layer of sweat overflowed from his forehead, and he couldn't help saying in a hoarse voice: "Touch the bottom..."

In the shadows, Rong Jian seemed to be smiling, and ran his hands down the delicate waistline, quickly hooked up his underwear, and poked inside...

Although the memory is blank, doing this kind of thing seems to be a man's innate instinct.

"It's quite big..." Rong Jian lowered his head and observed for a while. His palms were thick and hot, and he was gripping Lin Yanxiu's baby back and forth. He suddenly felt a little unbearable, and his breath was heavy and his blood surged up.

"That, of course..."

He sat up and hugged Rong Jian's head, panting and kissing him passionately, still intermittently smug.

While searching for a space to breathe, Rong Jian poured cold water on him: "Not as big as me."

"Shut up!" Lin Yanxiu bit the tip of the opponent's tongue angrily, and angrily stretched out his hand to catch his thing that was already standing upright on his leg.

Then he was very surprised to find that he still couldn't hold one hand.

"Damn it!" Lin Yanxiu said angrily, "No wonder you don't have a brain, so it's here!"

Rong Jian buried her head and gnawed at his neck, panting in his ear with a hoarse voice: "Lin Yanxiu, it's not enough..."

This guy's sexy and magnetic voice is too lethal. Lin Yanxiu's whole body trembled when he heard it, and his ears were so red that he was about to bleed, and half of his body was brittle, and he almost ejaculated.

"Don't call me..." Lin Yanxiu hugged his waist tightly, closed his eyes, and his voice trembled a little.

The baby being held and played with by Rong Jian kept bursting into tears, and he almost fainted to death—it was so fucking embarrassing!

Rong Jian didn't know what to do next, he just followed his instinctive desire and rubbed back and forth in the opponent's thigh, but he always felt that it wasn't enough and wanted more.

"Lin Yanxiu..." Rong Jian blinked slightly and looked at him, his whole body was so hot that even his eye sockets were hot.

"I told you not to call me!"

Don't use this voice...it's going to kill you, you know? !Unbearable…

He opened his eyes and glared at the other party, but the black pupils were moist and watery, without any power at all, on the contrary, he was full of desire to refuse and welcome.

Rong Jian who was ordered to shut up felt wronged, who else could he call him?Could it be called milk?

So he had no choice but to bury his head and continue to rub the opponent's neck to plant strawberries.

Lin Yanxiu lamented loudly in his heart: "Don't be cute! I can't resist it!!"

It's a pity that his heartfelt words are destined not to be conveyed.

"Alas..." Lin Yan sighed long and slenderly, pushed him away with his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Close your eyes, idiot!"

"…Um."

The invisible Rong Jian felt the man in his arms move and broke free from his control.

Immediately afterwards, the burning and standing thing below him was suddenly wrapped in a humid and warm space.

Rong Jian opened his eyes in shock, and saw Boss Lin's flushed head buried there, and he could even see the thing going in and out of his mouth.

"you--"

Gradually, a wet and greasy feeling slipped out, Rong Jian couldn't restrain himself from moaning, he straightened himself up, and subconsciously called his name in a soft voice: "Lin Yanxiu..."

"Uh..." Lin Yanxiu felt a little uncomfortable being pushed into his throat, but he couldn't make a sound, his eyes were flushed and wet, and the things under him were swollen, so he couldn't help reaching out and grabbing it.

Thick and ambiguous panting came and went in the quilt.

I don't know how long it took before they slowly regained their composure. The two big men lay naked on the soft bed, their breathing still a little short.

"Lin Yanxiu." Rong Jian was still pressing on the opponent, not wanting to move away at all, the strange excitement and satisfaction made his dark eyes blink brightly.

"Don't bark!" Lin Yanxiu moaned unbearably, put his arms around his neck and kissed him fiercely, said vaguely: "Come and kiss."

As if kissing was not enough, the sound of water stains was lost in the creaking sound of the big bed.

The soiled quilt was kicked off the bed, and the two of them started to hug each other and roll around again. Fortunately, the bed in the bedroom was big enough to prevent them from falling off.

"Hmm..."

The kiss was as intense as before, Rong Jian almost washed Lin Yanxiu's face with his saliva, and not to be outdone, he wiped the essence all over the other's body.

If it was about evil, Rong Jian felt that Lin Yanxiu had won.

So he lowered his eyelids and looked at Boss Lin for a while, then slowly pressed his head to his chest, and said in a low voice, "You messed it up, lick it clean..."

"Go away! Wash it yourself!" Lin Yanxiu glared at him, and ran into the bathroom with bare feet.

Rong Jian followed closely behind, and Shi Shiran floated in naked.

The hot water sprayed out from the shower quickly spread the steam in the bathroom, and the large mirror on the wall was also covered with a layer of mist, printing two hazy figures overlapping together.

Rong Jian originally volunteered to help Big Boss Lin wipe his back, but when he slowly stroked the other's back with his palms covered in body wash, he gradually felt something else.

With the hot water washing over his head, Rong Jian pressed him against the tile wall and kissed him tenderly. Both of them closed their eyes, and the ambiguous sweet smell lingered in Rong Jian's narrow arms.

"...Hey, Lin Yanxiu."

He was immersed in the beautiful atmosphere in front of him, he didn't bother to open his eyes, and snorted with a strong nasal voice: "Huh?"

"That... I think..."

"Why?" Lin Yanxiu suddenly felt inexplicably nervous. Does this guy still want to make it to the end?

Boss Lin stared at the other party vigilantly, and shouted with conflicts in his heart:

Lao Tzu is the one above!

What if this guy wants to fuck me? !

What can I do if I can't beat this product again and again? !

What should I do if the Overlord tries hard? ! !

Does KY have it?

Rong Jian backed away a little, and said in a low voice, "I can't sleep now."

"And then?" Lin Yanxiu raised his eyebrows.

Rong Jian took it for granted, "I want to go back to my room and play games."

Lin Yanxiu was stunned, and suddenly blue veins appeared on his forehead: == Convex

Rong Jian stepped out of the range of the shower, began to dry off, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, so I can't kiss you..."

"Damn it! Who wants you to kiss me?! I'm sorry for your sister!" Lin Yanxiu, who deeply felt that he was being self-indulgent, finally ran away violently, his teeth chattering.

Rong Jian said expressionlessly: "You said it yourself, and you look very comfortable..."

"Shut up! Bastard!"

Rong Jian, who was silenced again, looked at him helplessly for a while, then wrapped herself in a towel and went out.

In the bathroom, Lin stood silently facing the wall, cursing while taking a shower: "Is this guy a man?!"

Suddenly the bathroom door was opened again, and half of Rong Jian's head poked out: "Didn't you just eat just now..."

"Bastard Rong! What are you hiding outside to eavesdrop on?! Get out!!" Lin Yanxiu was so mad that he scratched the wall, "Who wants to eat that thing!"

The glass door snapped shut and was locked tightly.

Rong Jian, who was wrapped in a bath towel all over his body, was shut outside the door. He raised his finger to touch his lips lightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up a little.