Quietly giving birth to a cub to amaze his father

Cong Ru and Song Zhongye went in with the dog in their arms. The car was parked outside, but He Songyu had no intention of moving.

"Brother, should I drink tea or coffee?" Cong Ru put down his good daughter and entertained Song Zhongye, Tan Hua raised his head and followed him wholeheartedly, with a cold attitude towards his "uncle".

Song Zhongye leaned against the sofa and ignored the dog, silently watching Cong Ru's back bent towards him, with a very thin waist.He is naturally very flexible. When Cong Ru was in junior high school when he was a teenager, Song Zhongye was already a high school student. He went to deliver meals to Huang Mengji. He saw Cong Ru practicing basic skills during the holidays. He could easily perform any movement to the extreme. .

Cong Ru: "?"

Song Zhongye met his sideways glance, and his eyelids drooped a third, "Tea bar, why don't you call me by my name."

Cong Ru thought it was weird to see Song Zhongye again, he was already such an adult, and he still had to be called brother by name, didn't he look tired.But Song Zhongye seemed to want to hear what he used to call, "Brother Zhongye."

He is no longer a young man, but his voice is still like a clear spring, clear and bright, with a lazy and careless taste, as if an extremely light feather has been planted in a person's ear.

Song Zhongye replied deeply, "Have you got a girlfriend yet?"

Cong Ru sucked the tip of her tongue, felt that the one with the name called brother was too motherly, so she shortened it, "No, I don't have a girlfriend, and I don't have the energy now. What about you, Brother Ye."

He remembered that Huang Mengji kept saying that Song Zhongye was so focused on his work that he didn't seem to think about starting a family.

Song Zhongye: "You usually have four or five girlfriends, don't you have energy? You spend too much, so it's not easy to choose."

Cong Ru has always regarded him as an older brother, although he is not close, but privately he regards Huang Mengji as his mother, Song Zhongye is naturally his older brother, and it is embarrassing for the other party to know that his private life was messy.It was as if he was pretending to be obedient in front of them, but he didn't expect to be found out one day.

"There are so many, brother, who did you listen to?" Cong Ru was embarrassed for a while, and he was not embarrassed. He said frankly: "Even if it is, it is consensual. I have never played with any girl's feelings. And I don't talk to them at all now..."

He is sleeping with He Songyu now, and he is getting used to the other person's body, temperature, strength, and even rhythm. His body hasn't sent out a signal of dissatisfaction for a long time, maybe there is, but I don't know how He Songyu did it. , as if he could precisely grasp the moment when he most wanted to vent.

Usually the two of them spent no less than three or four hours together, sometimes for an afternoon, or for a whole night, he was always fed by He Songyu in a just-right state of fullness.Cong Ru was also worried that her butt would rot. The palace secret medicine that He Songyu got was named after it, and the place Cong Ru often used was meticulously maintained to become the most tender and elastic part of the whole body.

He has almost forgotten what it feels like to be with a woman's body and woman's smell, as if the relationship between men and women has passed a century before, Cong Ru frowned ominously, realizing in horror that if he continued If this continues, will he still have the chance to create great harmony in life with women?

Song Zhongye stopped halfway through what he said, and after waiting for a while, Cong Ru was lost in thought, "What are you doing with them? So you are single now."

He didn't know why Song Zhongye cared so much about his love life, even his acquaintance Cong Ru couldn't adapt to it, not to mention that he and Song Zhongye didn't know each other well, his eyes gradually looked at Song Zhongye with clear eyes, frivolous and affectionate at any time Once he forgets to cover his eyes, he will reveal his true nature. They are all men. He asked him curiously, "What about you, Brother Ye?"

When he was studying, he heard that Song Zhongye was greedy for love, but he had never seen him bring his girlfriend, and his partners were all in the state of "hearing".

The driver came and interrupted the conversation between Song Zhongye and Cong Ru. Cong Ru got up and sent him to the door. Song Zhongye suddenly said to him: "I have been single for two years, and I don't have the energy to make girlfriends. I don't even have friends. I seldom come and go. Go to play when you have time, do you want to go?"

Cong Ru has no interest in the ball, but when Song Zhongye asked him out, Cong Ru had to give him this face, and he had to show a happy and enthusiastic look, "Success, why not go. I will transfer the money for today's meal to You, brother, remember to accept it, I was the one who invited the teacher to dinner, so I feel embarrassed to ask you to spend money."

The light at the stairway was bright yellow, and the sound of a cigarette being lit was accompanied by the driver's voice, and the smoke ring slowly floated onto Cong Ru's face, and when he came out, he was surprised to find that He Songyu was standing indifferently. Beside the car door, waiting outside the studio for an unknown amount of time, the cigarette butts on the ground reminded me that the one on hand was not the first one.

He Songyu looked away from Song Zhongye, and looked straight at Cong Ru. He didn't know which celebration party he came from. He was originally wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a suit jacket draped over his arms, and his shirt was unbuttoned a few times. , and the tie hangs loosely around the neck, and the sleeves are rolled up to reveal the powerful wrists.

The night wind messed up his hair and hit He Songyu's temples and brows. He was so tall, he didn't stoop at all, he stared at Cong Ru smoking his cigarette condescendingly, and turned a blind eye to the man next to Cong Ru, but Danger still climbed up Cong Ru's back, and his hairs stood on end.

Song Zhongye was obviously wary of He Songyu's appearance. The first time he saw this man, the man's eyes slowly swept over him, and then looked at Cong Ru, and that look did not hide his The unkindness in the eyes was cold and full of scrutiny and warnings with unknown meanings.

Song Zhongye often dealt with criminals, and at that moment he felt absurdly that he had become a "criminal" in the eyes of this man.

The surrogate driver realized that he had found the wrong person and asked, "Which gentleman needs a surrogate driver?"

Song Zhongye: "Me."

He gave the key to the driver, "Please wait for me in the car first."

He Songyu put away his cigarettes, stepped on the cigarette butts with his matte leather shoes, and walked towards Cong Ru. He didn't panic at all when Song Zhongye blocked him in front of Cong Ru, and stared at him through Song Zhongye. Cong Ru frowned, "Did you have dinner, go back now?"

He spoke with a familiar tone, ignoring Song Zhongye and Cong Ru talking, with one hand in his trouser pocket, his coat drooping on his arm and hanging on the side of his thigh, and his right hand straightened the tie around his neck. Cong Ru's throat tightened and he swallowed, feeling that He Songyu was very sexy at this time, especially when his slender five fingers fiddled with the tie and slid past him neck.

Cong Ru has no doubts that He Songyu is exuding a seductive smell all over his body. He has never felt it on other men. Even Song Zhongye would not pay attention to whether he is very sexy. Song Yu had a physical relationship before, so he was so sensitive to the changes in him.

Thinking that Song Zhongye was looking at him, Cong Ru simply answered He Songyu's question, "I've eaten, I have something to deal with in the office, I'll be back later."

He thought He Songyu's tone sounded okay, but luckily he wasn't angry, he thought he would freeze the atmosphere like the last time he saw him with Cheng Yi.

Although it is almost the same now because of his appearance, at least it is still giving him face.No, why is he afraid that he will be angry?

He has nothing to be afraid of when the two elders stand together this time.

He Songyu lowered his eyes, and met Song Zhongye who was observing him, "Let's make it?"

Song Zhongye looked back at Cong Ru, "Do you know him?"

What is the serious atmosphere of this confrontation? Cong Ru was a little stunned. He didn't want to reveal his relationship with He Songyu in front of Song Zhongye. He looked at He Songyu and signaled him not to misunderstand. It would be hard to tell Song Zhongye. This person is here to sleep with me.

Cong Ru said in a calm and normal voice: "I know, my current...friend. Brother, go back and rest early, and play with you some other day."

Song Zhongye wanted to ask him who his friend was, but He Songyu had already walked around him and walked to Cong Ru's side, rubbing his shoulders with those who were close to him, "Where's my daughter?"

Cong Ru was not in a good mood, and his tone was not as polite as talking to him: "Stay inside."

Song Zhongye listened in a daze, and walked slowly towards the car.

Cong Ru watched Song Zhongye's car leave, let out a breath, and felt relaxed. I wondered if Song Zhongye had been a policeman for a long time, and talking to him was a kind of pressure.

He smiled, and was about to talk to He Songyu, when a tie was wrapped around his neck in a loop, the force of being pulled made him stumble, and fell on He Songyu's back, like a thick wall, The man didn't even feel the pain, he glanced sideways and grabbed the tie as if nothing happened, Cong Ru flushed angrily after being caught off guard and shocked.

He Songyu grabbed Cong Ru's hand, "I'm holding you, be careful, don't fall."

Cong Ru's neck tightened, and He Songyu kept a good distance, holding his neck and holding his hand, so that Cong Ru would not feel suffocated by the tightness, "What kind of trick do you want to play? I still have things to do at night, so I don’t want it now.”

The door of the office opened, and He Songyu commanded to open his eyes wide, looking at their daughter curiously and excitedly, "Tanhua, go out for a while."

Cong Ru yelled, "What are you doing, let me go."

"He Songyu, let me warn you, don't play those perverted games with me before the time is up, I didn't provoke you today, did I?"

He Songyu: "I want to fuck you."

Cong Ru: "..."

He Songyu pushed him to the table, "You're already up."

Cong Ru felt that he was about to go crazy, and he was excited because He Songyu did this, "You can't stop me from wanting it just because your time is not up, I am willing to satisfy you anytime you want, you You can't be unfair to me." His indifferent voice revealed grievances, and Cong Ru was stunned for a moment.

This time He Songyu didn't clean him up completely. He seemed to like to see Cong Ru wearing only a shirt with all the buttons unbuttoned and the placket wide open. The tie was tied from the neck to the mouth. Holding his tie behind his back while playing with him, Cong Ru tossed his hair in a daze, shedding sporadic beads of sweat.

Dimly, I heard He Songyu's late arrival and asked: "Play with him?"

"Not with me?"

"Call him brother, then what do you call me?"

Cong Ru didn't expect He Songyu to be jealous because of Song Zhongye, is he crazy?

The tie in his mouth was pulled out, a stream of saliva came out, and sweat flowed into his eyes. Cong Ru's eyes were red, as if she had been made to cry, "Go away, that's my teacher's son. Same, what’s wrong with Brother Ming, what are you.”

For a moment, He Songyu made Cong Ru speechless, his brain paused for a second, and his waist was trembling, "You, at most, forget it, a wild... man."

"!"

The office was quiet for a few seconds, He Songyu chuckled lowly, "I am your man?"

This statement obviously weakened He Songyu's anger a lot. He verbally took advantage of Cong Ru.

As a result, He Songyu supported his waist, licked his earlobe next to his ear, and said after causing Cong Ru to tremble, "I'm riding, how are you?"

Cong Ru rolled his eyes weakly, and grunted because of He Songyu's actions, "...um."

He Songyu praised him in a low and gentle manner like hitting a snake with a stick, "Today is so good, Lush is so good, so beautiful."

Cong Ru's skin turned red from embarrassment.

While he was angry, he felt that He Songyu was sick, but he really enjoyed the fun, and even felt complicated because of He Songyu's words.

He Songyu was still talking nonsense to him, "You dressed so well today and went to have dinner with others, the photo was sent out, do you know, the first time I saw it, I was thinking, why didn't I swallow you alive .”

Cong Ru was shocked and explained: "It was taken by my senior sister. I invited the teacher to dinner. Can you be jealous? What do you not eat?"

He Songyu looked at him deeply, and at that moment the fire in his eyes burned Cong Ru's eyes, making him dare not answer, "I only eat you, from top to bottom, inside and out. Your teacher's son Try to stay as little as possible, and you don't want him to see that I often come to help you treat illnesses, so keep a distance, huh?"

His head was getting lower and lower, and Cong Ru seemed to be sinking in the star field in his eyes. He Songyu: "Although the people around you have seen you in a dissolute manner before, only I can see your fleas. Desperate Lang, see if I can cure your disease."

Cong Ru murmured: "...you are also sick."

He Songyu kissed him from ear to chin, with a smile in his eyes, "So you can also cure my illness, and we are compatible."

A daze appeared in Cong Ru's eyes, until He Songyu's lips came close, Cong Ru opened his mouth habitually, and he was carried to the window. The night was very dark, so He Songyu directly closed the blinds, opened the window, and pressed Kissing his head, like two male beasts competing, the drizzle falling in the breeze blows towards them mixed with dryness, unable to extinguish the burning "blaze" between the two.