The soft and cute little milk bag bends and bends the abstinence learning god

Duan Yi looked at this flirtatious man surnamed Yan, and couldn't help posting a post: After all, he still carried everything alone.

After Yan Yan finished playing the game, seeing the post he posted, she couldn't help but sat beside him and asked, "My dear, what's the matter."

Duan Yi glanced at him dissatisfied, his tall and muscular body shrank back to the corner of the sofa, angry.

Damn, having so much fun with other men, you don't even think about the feelings of his real boyfriend!

Although he was forced to be a boyfriend, captives also have dignity, and captives don't want to be green bastards!

Damn it, scumbag!

Forget it, if you want to play with other men, go for it, I don't care.

So he pretended not to care, and said angrily, "It's nothing."

Yan Yan squinted at him for a while, then opened the browser to search: What should I do if my boyfriend is too hypocritical?

Gao Zan replied: Hit, hit to death.

Hit Treasure?

Yan Yan was a little bit reluctant, so she moved her fingers to scroll down.

First floor: It's good to be coaxed.

Second floor: Find something for him to do, keep him too busy to be hypocritical.

Third floor: Do with him until you feel comfortable.

Yan Yan's fingers froze, and felt that the method mentioned by the third floor was feasible, so she put down the phone and pushed Duan Yi down on the sofa.

Duan Yi looked confused: "What are you doing?!"

Yan Yan said while untying his belt, "It makes you feel so good."

"No...we just did it last night!" Duan Yi hurriedly grabbed his hand, trying to stop his life-threatening behavior,

"One drop of essence and ten drops of blood, I lost so much last night, if I haven't made up for it today, you want it, I... oh oh!"

Duan Yi's resistance had no effect at all, he was forced to do it many times by Yan Yan, and his eyes were almost dazzled by doing it.

Finally stopped, he looked at Yan Yan lying on him with flushed eyes, those coquettish eyes were as charming as a blooming rose, charming and masculine, good-looking and a little bit prick……

Yan Yan suddenly looked up at him.

The slender index finger touched his tall nose bridge and thin lips from top to bottom, and his beautiful eyes stared straight at him, with a trace of seductive charm: "Baby, your hands are really dishonest."

?!

It was only then that Duan Yi realized that his hands had been placed on Yanyan's buttocks at some point, one on each side, rubbing his palms up and down.

... This is one thing to say, and it's quite easy to touch.

Just like the muscles on his body, they are strong, but very elastic, and smooth to the touch... Hiss, they are quite warped.

But these bad thoughts stopped abruptly when Yan Yan discovered him.

He withdrew his hand almost like an electric shock, not daring to touch it again.

But it was already too late, he was grabbed by Yan Yan's wrist and led to the place just now.

Yan Yan's deep and seductive voice rang in his ears, "Touch it for a while, it's okay to touch it in."

"I don't...um..."

Duan Yi wanted to refuse, but was blocked by Yan Yan, and kissed fiercely like a storm.

While taking a breath, Yan Yan bit his lips and said, "Baby, if you don't want to put your hands in, you can put in something else."

He doesn't want to change things in!

He is really suffering and can't tell, the surname Yan has asked for it several times, why is he still not full?

.

Woo woo woo.

In order to prevent himself from "losing too much blood" and "flowing blood into rivers", Duan Yi chose to sacrifice his hands to make Yan Yan feel refreshed.

Yan Yan kissed his lips... bit his chin... licked his Adam's apple, the deep noise sounded very tempting, "Baby, I want to do it in front."

Duan Yi couldn't stand him blowing on his neck and doing these small movements that made him want to burn, so he sacrificed his other hand for him to manually operate.

After a long, long time, he was about to cry.

Damn, how can this dog thing last so long?!

Gan, I'm going on strike!

Yan Yan noticed that his movements were becoming more and more perfunctory, so she stretched out her index finger to touch his thin lips, rubbed it lightly, and said, "Baby, if you don't want to work hard, you can use other things."

!!

Duan Yi quickened his movements and tried his best to make this beast comfortable.

The beast was finally released, and let out a contented sigh by his ear, the heat made his ears and cheeks flush.

tm...

Duan Yi withdrew his sore arm in embarrassment and angrily, laying on the sofa to rest motionless, like a dead dog that had been hollowed out.

After both of them had rested enough, they washed up and went to bed.

The final exam is coming soon, and Duan Yi has learned nothing.

He sat in the examination room, looked at the book-like paper that day, impatiently filled it out with a pen and handed it in.

If it wasn't for the vicious Yan Mou elf, he wouldn't even be allowed to write his name, and he wouldn't even be allowed to enter the examination room!

After filling it out, he handed in the paper ahead of time and went out to have fun.

Without the surname Yan taking care of him, he was extremely happy.

Not long after, the results came down, good guy, the total score of seven subjects was 91...it happened to be a fraction of Qi Zheng's.

He didn't pay much attention to grades at first, but he was inexplicably upset when he saw this value.

He flipped through Yan Yan's results. 702, not bad, not bad... Perfect score in mathematics! Not bad, not bad, as expected of my boyfriend...

Wait a minute, not a bad guy! I want to be happy for Mao because of him?!

He is addicted to games and his body every day, how can he pass the exam so high?

I think so, but Duan Yi still can't help being a little happy, I don't know why.

A few days later, he followed Yan Yan to the imperial city to participate in the mecha competition.

Yan Yan became the most popular player in the arena because of his high combat power, cool controls and super handsome looks. Countless male and female fans screamed and called calI for him.

Even on the days when he didn't play, people sent him flowers, asked him for autographs, and even companies came to find him to play professional games.

Yanyan occasionally signs autographs for fans, and picks up two business cards from the company to recommend her juniors and younger sisters.

Then he played games and Duan Yi as usual, and the increase in popularity didn't seem to have any effect on his life.

But Duan Yi was a little upset because of this.

The scumbag man actually signed autographs and took photos with those fans, can't they see that kind of meaning for him?

But those fans are okay, they can't see them when they stay in the hotel, that Qi is the one that annoys Duan Yi the most.

He came to visit every afternoon, took Yan Yan out to play games, and didn't come back until midnight.

Damn, he's still the captain of the third squadron, and he doesn't know how to avoid suspicion at all.

This afternoon, Qi Zheng came again.

Duan Yi looked impatient when he saw him, and blocked the door with his hands to prevent him from entering.

He showed the power of a school bully and said, "My surname is He, you are the captain, what does it mean to run to the dormitories of other team members every day?"

Qi Zheng looked at him, frowned and said, "My surname is Qi."

"Call, I don't care what your last name is," Duan Yi said with a stern look on his face, "Don't think I don't know, you are thinking about my boyfriend!"

"Heh," Qi Zheng sneered, seeing that Yan Yan was not nearby, he replied,

"You are such a scumbag who wants force but not force, and intelligence but not intelligence. I don't know how you became Yan Yan's boyfriend?"

"..." Duan Yi couldn't refute, and stared at him with a pair of titanium alloy eyes.

Qi Zheng continued, "Look at your ignorant and ignorant appearance every day, I don't know why you will give Yan Yan happiness in the future."

"Yes, your company is very big, but you are not the only heir in your family. As far as I know, your half-brother is much more capable than you...Don't you understand why your father let you go? "

"Or let me put it this way: why don't you guess, who will own such a big group as yours in the future?"

"Now you look glamorous, a winner in life, a rich second generation, and a bad critic, but ten years later, you will definitely be poorer than anyone else."

"So you and I are completely uncompetitive."

"You'd better leave by yourself."

He thought Duan Yi would be angry when he said that, but Duan Yi was not angry. He stroked his hair very coolly, and said meanly, "Have you finished talking? Now it's my turn."

Duan Yi leaned in front of him and said indifferently, "So what if I'm a fool? What if I'm poor? Doesn't Yanyan like me!"

Qi Zheng looked at him with a dark face.

"How? Are you angry? No matter how scumbag I am, I still like me, hey, I don't like you, I don't like you, just a little bit..."

Duan Yi leaned over with a cheap face, shook his head and stuck out his tongue in front of him, very cheap.

"Also cursing that I am poor. When I am poor, I will eat Yanyan's soft food. He will be a bad boy and rely on his body to be superior. He still loves me, a little bit..."

When he was done, he turned around, rushed forward and twisted his butt very flatteringly.

Seeing that coquettish and cheap look, Qi Zheng wanted to kick his ass so invincibly.

He really couldn't figure it out, how could there be such a cheap and shameless person in the world?

Fighting father to eat soft rice is so righteous?

Yan Yan's vision for choosing men is really not good.

The atmosphere between the two was tense, and Yan Yan came out of the bedroom.

They quickly put on an appearance that nothing had happened, and stood obediently by the door.

Yan Yan glanced at Duan Yi, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

He didn't hear much, just heard the last sentence: Eat soft food, be a bad guy, rely on your body to get the upper hand...

also.

But wait until he comes back from playing the game.

He put on his shoes, and Qizheng said, "Let's go."

Qi Zheng smiled gently, "Yes."

Duan Yi watched them leave, and quickly shouted, "Honey!"

Yan Yan turned her head, "Sing?"

Duan Yi stopped talking again, after all, he really couldn't say something like "Don't go, I don't want you to go with him".

Yan Yan looked at his embarrassed look, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

He walked back to the door, put his arms around Duan Yi's neck, kissed Duan Yi's lips lightly, and coaxed, "Baby, I'll go out to play for a while, just stay at home and wait for me to come back."

Duan Yi pursed his lips, and proudly raised his eyebrows at Qi Zheng over there, as if he was about to "slightly slightly..."

Qi Zhengzheng really wanted to punch his cheap face, and only when he saw Yanyan approaching did he hold back his temper.

Fortunately, the club he chose has a threshold, and he is not qualified to go, otherwise he would have to be pissed to death by that softie.

In the evening, Yanyan came back, threw a box to Duan Yi, and said with a smirk, "Baby, open it and have a look, there is a surprise."

?Gift?

Duan Yi pretended to be reserved and put the box on the table and opened it indifferently.

It's a sexy maid outfit, the kind that doesn't cover three points.

Immediately in his mind, the image of Yanyan with crimson eyes in a maid outfit lying on top of him appeared...

His body suddenly boiled with blood, and the little brother raised his head high.

He wants to see.

Worth being squeezed dry!

Yan Yan walked in front of him, raised his chin with his index finger, stared at him with those seductive and charming eyes, and his voice was enough to captivate people's hearts:

"Wear it and serve me."

Duan Yi: Huh??