Quietly giving birth to a cub to amaze his father

Applauding with He Songyu made Cong Ru often have a real fear of being killed, but men naturally pursue excitement, and the more thrilling they are, the more they want to try. Cong Ru cannot deny that in that situation, fear of death and pleasure A comparison is not worth mentioning.

He lay on the bed, smoking an afterthought cigarette with a vicissitudes on his face and a comfortable body, and found an easy-to-accept explanation for being fucked for the second time.

This kind of thing happens countless times once, as long as the butt is not rotten, relax, relax, and treat the disease for free.

Forget it, don't worry about it.

"Hiss." Cong Ru gasped, putting one hand on his waist, "Damn it, you're a male dog."

He Songyu, who came out of the bathroom, looked at Cong Ru. His back was covered with marks left by him. At first glance, there was something shocking on the smooth skin, which was obviously evidence of being overly loved.

He Songyu: "When you're not on the bed, I hope you don't swear."

Cong Ru snorted coldly, "Why don't you leave yet?"

He Songyu opened the curtains, and it was pitch black outside. He clicked on the phone screen, and it was already 03:30 in the morning. He saw that Cong Ru was still alive after finishing the work, so he walked to the bedside, and pressed his body on his waist, tentatively. Said: "It's still early, do the meeting again?"

When Cong Ru was touched by him, his whole body trembled, and his scalp was numb. He Songyu still teased him in a way. After a while, Cong Ru's baby got up, and he said indifferently: "It's time to sleep on the bed now." , you don’t mind if I say you are a hot dog.”

He Songyu smiled, his voice was deep and magnetic, and the subwoofer was lazy, which made Cong Ru's ears a little itchy.

With an inexplicable shyness on his face, "Smile."

He Songyu touched his baby, weighed it, and said: "You are in good spirit and physical strength, and you are also in good spirits. I like it very much."

Cong Ru was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled and blushed, and felt a little disgusted that a man like He Songyu told him that he liked it, "Come on, don't do it, my back hurts and my butt hurts."

He Songyu: "This is in good spirits."

Cong Ru was bounced a few times by him like a spring, feeling fierce, thinking a little bit in his heart, but he couldn't go on any longer, he was exhausted and died, he grabbed He Songyu's hand, "Get out. I want to sleep. "

"How did you sleep?" He Songyu looked at him.

Cong Ru turned over, closed her eyes, how could she sleep, she just closed her eyes and fell asleep.

He wanted to resist, but He Songyu approached Cong Ru with water vapor and the fragrance of mint, and when Cong Ru opened his mouth to chase him away, he pinched his waist, "I'll rub it for you."

Cong Ru, who had a ferocious staring face, listened, his expression restrained, his stiff body softened, and he was still a little wary of He Songyu in his mind, fearing that he would forcefully bow his head. With a soft snort, "You have also learned how to kill a chicken with a horse."

He Songyu: "This is traditional massage."

Cong Ru snorted, "What's the difference? They're not all the same. Scroll down, that's right. Give me more time."

He is like a rich man who has just had a good time, instructing his concubine to serve him with all her heart, and at the same time squinting to see if He Songyu, the dog, is impatient with him.

He Songyu didn't stop moving his hands, but his eyes were looking at him, his eyes looked like lacquer spots, dripping from his wet hair hung on his handsome face, he was handsome and beautiful, and Cong Ru met his eyes, Then lingering on his face, he blurted out, "Why did you and Qi Luwei get divorced?"

He is a man, and he also admits that He Songyu is good-looking, the kind of handsome man who is also eye-catching in the crowd.Moreover, he is not bad in bed. Looking at the car he drives and the bodyguards he brings, it's obvious that he has an unusual status, and it's not that he doesn't have money. Although he has a doggy personality, I don't know if he is like this with women.

It's not that he doesn't know how to be considerate to give him a massage after finishing, so how could he get to the point of divorce with Qi Luwei.

Feeling that He Songyu's hand paused for a moment, his gaze became very unpredictable. Cong Ru couldn't understand, thinking that he was in pain when he asked, so he pretended to say lightly: "Forget it. , I’m just curious, just ask casually, it’s okay if you don’t tell me. Don’t stop, press me more.”

he does not know.He Songyu thought lightly, Cong Ru, who was lying under him enjoying his massage, actually had curiosity that couldn't be hidden on his face. He was full of thirst for knowledge, and when he found something he was interested in, his wet and dark eyes The eyes will be bright.

He looks like a young man who pursues and explores things and is not afraid of everything. He looks mature and stable, but in fact he is still a child who has not grown up.

But when it comes to women, he also showed the image of a full-fledged gentleman, a prodigal son, and affectionate tenderness. Qi Luwei fell into this trap and couldn't get out.

When Cong Ru and the others were about to yawn, He Songyu said, "I have no feelings. She said she fell in love with someone, and she left as soon as she wanted to."

Cong Ru woke up instantly.

"Who? It's not me." He looked like "Don't lie to me, you can't be fooled", "You can't do this, the relationship between husband and wife is not harmonious, don't blame others, and find the reason yourself."

He refused to admit that he was the main reason for the divorce between Qi Luwei and He Songyu, and he raised his eyebrows sincerely. The disgust and disgust he showed were real and very clear, which made He Songyu stunned.

Cong Ru: "I'm serious, since the relationship is not good, why did you get married in the first place? Why do you want to leave when you get married? I hate the kind of people who don't live well. They treat marriage and life as nothing. I just because of my look." I have a lewd-slutty body, I know that I can't stay with someone for a long time without getting married, and I plan to live alone in the future, can I be more serious and sacred about marriage. Fuck."

He seemed to be angry with himself, glared at He Songyu, kicked him, "Don't press it, I'm asleep." Then he got under the quilt and silently stretched out a middle finger.

He Songyu was overwhelmed by his words "my 'slutty' body", and because of Cong Ru's behavior of hiding under the quilt like a quail, there was a hint of a smile in his eyes, and he smiled lowly. A voice rang above his head, "Law-slutty."

Cong Ru withdrew his middle finger, pretended to be dead, his face was hot, he knew it would be like this.

It was also because he couldn't hold back that he said this to He Songyu, after he had regretted it, he had the foresight to hide, and he still laughed at him.

"Scallion." He Songyu called him, "Slutty."

Cong Ru's whole body turned red, she couldn't believe it, and asked under the quilt: "What are you barking?"

His nickname is given by people who are close to him, not relatives, but Pang Deyao and Cheng Yi who have known each other for more than ten or twenty years.

When He Songyu called him by his nickname, Cong Ru almost exploded in shame.

"Scallions."

He Songyu continued, "Slutty."

His voice was cold and deep, and it was even more different when he yelled, and the effect exploded, as if a serious Puritan was reprimanding a penitent who had committed a crime of obscenity.

"Stop screaming." Cong Ru finally came out of the quilt, Jun's face was flushed, and he covered it up with one hand in an instant, his fingers slid from his eyebrows to his cheeks, all the way to his chin, he was pinched by one hand, He Song Yu leaned over and bit his Adam's apple, his teeth were ground against him, with a little force, Cong Ru let out a short cry, and his mouth was covered in the next second.

He Songyu: "Do it again, this time I will move softly and slowly."

Cong Ru: "..."

He Songyu exploded fireworks in front of Cong Ru's eyes, and when he was sweating profusely and was only panting, he leaned on him and said in a voice full of heat in his ear: "You're right, if you don't live a good life, why get married. We got married and had no feelings for each other from the start."

What's the meaning.

Cong Ru took a handful of water, splashed it on her face, and looked in the mirror, recalling what He Songyu said last night.

He wanted to frown, but when he saw the man in the mirror with red and swollen lips, and red marks on his neck and collarbone, he thought blankly, "You can get married without feelings, what a dog."

He didn't understand the matter between He Songyu and Qi Luwei, now that he saw the marks on his body, he didn't want to care about it, he still had class in the afternoon, how could he meet the students like this?

After waking up, he was alone on the bed, He Songyu was gone, and Cong Ru was refreshed, which proved that after he was finally made to pass out, He Songyu cleaned or wiped it for him, the quilt and sheets on the bed It was also changed, and the two of them were not allowed to sleep in a dirty place.

In this regard, he is still a qualified bedmate.

After washing, she changed her clothes and came out. Cong Ru opened the door and saw a man lying on the balcony doing one-handed push-ups. From He Songyu's sweaty chin, he saw the paw prints on his back. With a straight waistline, Cong Ru was stunned for a few seconds, "Why haven't you left yet?"

The red marks on the back are messy, more like evidence left in passion.

Cong Ru thumped in his heart, and immediately glanced at his hands.

Nails are quite long and need to be trimmed.

Could it be that this person showed it to him on purpose, did he do it all night, and it's only after ten o'clock, aren't you tired?

According to the sexiness of He Matsuyu's sweaty chin, he must have been exercising for a long time.

Cong Ru squinted, "Are you wearing my pants?"

While he was speaking, He Songyu had already got up from the ground, picked up the towel next to him, and came down from the balcony, wearing only a pair of trousers, barefoot, and casual trousers, probably because Cong Ru's waist was thinner and thinner than his, It may be a little loose on him, but it is tight on He Songyu's legs.

He said "um" unceremoniously, his face flushed a little after the exercise, his whole body seemed to be steaming, and when he walked in, he was overwhelmed with awe.

When He Songyu was sleeping with Cong Ru, he seemed to have found out about his house, "Washed up?" He said very naturally, "Shut it in, and I'll take you out for dinner."

Cong Ru couldn't help raising his head slightly, looking at He Songyu's Adam's apple and chin. His panting sound after exercising was different from that on the bed. He wondered, "What?"

Something was stepping on his feet, moving towards him, Cong Ru's feet were touched by something hard and warm, her brows jumped, she looked down, and then her eyes widened in surprise, "What is this?"

"Small dogs."

He Songyu looked at Cong Ru's feet, a milk dog that seemed to be looking for milk, sniffed around Cong Ru's legs, his eyes were not open, his limbs were short, his belly was fat, his paws were And the nose is still flesh pink.

He Songyu: "It was born from a wolf and a dog in the base, with gray ears." He said the last sentence inexplicably, and he said it in a low voice, with deep eyes, and his eyes were dimly on Cong Ru's head and ears Scanned.This is the gift he said he gave to Cong Ru.