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

Yanyan looked at Guaibao's bewildered face, raised his chin with his index finger, and rubbed his thumb on his thin lips,

"Didn't you say that you want to be a bad boy and rely on your body to be superior? I'll give you this chance."

Duan Yi was startled, he actually heard what he said in a casual manner?!

He quickly stepped back, laughing and saying, "No, it's not the same thing."

Yan Yan straddled him, pressed him against the back of the sofa and asked, "Why is it not the same thing?"

"This... I..."

He just said that for the sake of Qizheng, and didn't really intend to do that.

And he is 1, he wears this stuff to serve 0, isn’t that messed up?

yeah, that's a mess

Clothes that humiliate Lao Tzu's masculinity, even if I am killed, I won't wear them!

Duan Yi looked at the maid outfit on the table, thinking hard.

Yan Yan looked at him, stretched out his hand to lift the hem of his clothes, groped in from underneath, and teased him.

Duan Yi was seduced by him, and the little brother stood up almost instantly.

He wanted to stop Yan Yan's hand, but Yan Yan pinched his hands on the sofa and kissed passionately.

Yan Yan's other hand continued to tease the inside of his clothes, making a certain desire in his body stronger and stronger.

He began to respond to Yan Yan's kiss, with his tongues intertwined very intensely.

Seeing that he was no longer struggling, Yanyan let go of his hand, and reached in with both hands to arouse his lust.

Duan Yi wanted it, wanted it very much, and reached out to untie Yan Yan's belt.

Yan Yan kissed his thin lips and cheeks, leaned into his ear and said, "Baby, put it on, and I'll give it to you."

"me……"

Without waiting for him to refuse, Yan Yan took off his T-shirt and pants, picked up the maid outfit and put it on him.

Duan Yi resisted, but failed, and collapsed on the sofa wearing a shameful skirt.

His burly figure, wheat-colored skin, and wearing that cute and sexy maid outfit... It's a bit inconsistent, but there's also a kind of indescribable cuteness.

Especially when he was blushing.

Yan Yan liked it very much, browsing him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Duan Yi quickly stretched out his hands to cover his key parts, and a group of mud horses ran past in his mind.

Damn, go to the makers of nm, unhealthy mind.

I have never seen such a fabric-saving one. The whole body is covered, and the key parts are not covered...

"Baby, put this on again." Yan Yan wanted to put the white ruffled maid headband on Duan Yi's head.

Duan Yi struggled, "Okay, okay, just put on the clothes..."

"Hey, put it on." Yan Yan coaxed.

Duan Yi looked at Yan Yan who was smiling -- he was so damn good-looking.

He forgot to struggle, and sat quietly on the spot while being put on a headband by Yan Yan.

After Yan Yan finished wearing it, she took out another pair of black stockings from the box...

Duan Yi's old face was red, and he struggled angrily under him, "Yan, you are enough!"

Yan Yan kissed him on the face, and continued to coax, "Baby, come put on..."

Duan Yi looked at the black thread and felt that his dignity as a strong man had been insulted.

But he still put his legs in, muttering, "Damn, let's not be an example..."

"So cute." Yan Yan hooked his chin.

"You're fucking teasing a dog, hurry up!"

He was stunned, and just wanted to finish quickly and take off this suit.

"Okay. Satisfy you."

As Yan Yan said, she stretched out her hand to lift the skirt below him, and began to exercise vigorously...

The sofa was overwhelmed, and the sound of "creak, creak, creak" was mixed with the gradually heavy panting of the two, echoing in the living room.

Just when both of them were having a great time, Yan Yan's phone rang.

Yan Yan impatiently took out his cell phone from his pants, it was a video call from his father.

He frowned, and clicked to answer while continuing to exercise.

Duan Yi's eyes widened, his expression unbelievable: How the hell did you pick it up?!!

Yan Yan adjusted the phone so that the camera could only take pictures above her collarbone.

Yan's father was on the other side of the phone, looking around Yanyan, "Yanyan, what are you doing?"

Yan Yan moved twice and said, "Fuck my man."

Yan's father stopped.

It wasn't that the phone was stuck, but that he himself was stunned.

Duan Yi was still covering his mouth, trying not to let himself make a sound, and to prevent Yan's father from knowing his existence, but Yan's surname is better, so he said it directly...

Damn, can you show some face!!

Duan Yi looked at the screen in despair.

I don’t know if I don’t see it, but I’m startled when I see it!

I don't know what Yanyan's father ate to grow up, but he looks so burly, bigger than the three Yanyans!

If he flicked it on his forehead, wouldn't the entire Tianling Cap fly away?!

my god

Duan Yi swallowed his saliva, tried his best to stick to the sofa, tried not to make any movement, tried his best to reduce his sense of existence, so as not to let Yan Yan's father find him.

However, after Yan's father was shocked, he immediately said, "Who is your man, let me see."

Yan Yan frowned, "It's not convenient now."

"If there is any inconvenience, please show me quickly."

Yan Yan had no choice but to turn the camera to face Duan Yi.

Duan Yi hurriedly covered his maid outfit with a pillow, smirked awkwardly but politely, "Dad... no, good evening uncle..."

Yan's father frowned, expressing his dissatisfaction, "You're looking for something crazy, you can't do it just by looking at it."

"..." Duan Yi squeezed the pillow, squeezed it hard, wanted to refute, but dared not speak.

After all, he didn't want to lose Tianling Gai.

Yan's father looked at Duan Yi, continued to shake his head and said, "The kidneys are weak, and the body is empty...and they are so stupid, they don't look very smart..."

Yan Yan turned the camera around and looked at his father expressionlessly.

Yan's father continued, "This guy needs physical strength but not physical strength, and brain power but not brain power. What do you like about him?"

"Diao is big."

Yan's father was speechless.

He squeezed the space between his brows, "No, I still can't... Well, let me recommend one to you, with a good body and a good mind, that thing is probably not too small..."

Yan Yan was expressionless.

Yan's father sent him a photo.

Duan Yi also leaned over to take a look to see who the future son-in-law chosen by the boxing champion is.

Seeing that person's photo, Duan Yi exclaimed, "Damn it?!"

It was Qi Zheng!

For a moment, anger, unwillingness, and grievance all rushed up in Duan Yi's heart.

Why, why is that guy! Ahh!!!

Yan's father continued to tell Yan Yan, "He is in good health, has excellent grades, and his family runs a game company, so he can cooperate with our boxing gym... At that time, we adults will talk about business, and your children will marry... No, why not meet and play together? very good."

Yan Yan remained expressionless, "Marriage is the key point."

Yan's father said righteously: "It's all important!"

Yanyan looked at him, just like that, looked at him.

"Cough," Yan's father continued to speak righteously, holding his pair of muscular arms,

"Dad, this is also for your consideration. It's true that you like handsome guys, but good health can give you sexual happiness.

And that Qizheng is not bad looking, although he is a little worse than the weak chicken under your ass, but other conditions are perfect!"

Duan Yi pursed his lips, squeezed the pillow, and was very angry and unhappy when he heard these heart-pounding words.

He is also a man, he also has self-respect, and he also wants face!

Even if the old man is a boxing champion, he cannot be made to surrender!

He yelled very hard, "Uncle Yan!!!"

Yan's father raised his eyes to look at the camera, with a face full of anger and prestige, and a pair of eyebrows and eyes with a murderous look, like a fierce tiger looking down on a little chicken Hui.

Duan Yi was so frightened that all three legs went limp.

His voice trembled uncontrollably, "Uncle Yan...you...you are so handsome...I...my tongue slipped just now, you keep talking, you keep talking..."

After Yan's father shot him sideways, he continued to talk to Yan Yan, "After the finals, I will have dinner with the Qi family, and I will marry my father."

Yan Yan frowned, "I won't go."

Yan's father looked at him, "You really don't want to go?"

"No." Yan's father said nothing.

The inside and outside of the video fell silent instantly, the room could almost hear a needle drop, and the atmosphere became visibly anxious.

Duan Yi squeezed the pillow, not daring to breathe, for fear of offending one of the overlords.

After the anxious atmosphere lasted for five seconds, Father Yan suddenly raised his head to the sky and howled loudly,

"Ah-my son is not filial! I don't even listen to my father's words, what's the point of my life! Wife, I'll accompany you!"

Yan's father sat cross-legged on the ground, howling and pounding the floor, "Ah--, is it easy for me for this boxing gym? My wife, our son is not filial!"

Duan Yi was stunned.

Is this... this middle-aged man with snot and tears really a boxing champion for several times in a row?

"Stop howling!" Yan Yan pinched her eyebrows, her head was about to grow big.

From childhood to adulthood, when encountering something he doesn't agree to, he has to call his mother...

He looked at Dad and said impatiently, "I'll go."

"My son is so good, see you or leave..." Yan's father got up from the ground and turned off the video, for fear that he would regret it.

Yan Yan turned the phone to silent and turned it off, her brows were still furrowed.

One is because Dad mentioned Mom, and the other is because Dad mentioned the marriage dinner.

Dad can't forget mom, and neither can he...

My father wants to develop the boxing gym, because this is the ideal of it and my mother...

Dad asked him to get married, he really should go...

But if he really wants to get married, he still...

Alas, I'm so annoying, I don't know what Qi Zheng thinks...

Damn, they are obviously good friends who practiced together, but now they are going to get married??

Too bloody!

Yan Yan was so annoyed, he looked at the boy who was hugging the pillow with an aggrieved expression on his face, and pinched him, "Why is it so soft? Harden it for me!"

Duan Yi was wronged by Yan's father scolding him, but seeing Yan Yan's upset appearance, he didn't care about his grievance at all, and tried his best to lift up his little skirt to satisfy Yan Yan.

But Yan Yan's fighting strength when he is in a bad mood... is simply not at the same level as usual.

He was so exhausted that he was out of breath, and Yan Yan still wanted it, and said, "Hold on, I don't want to sleep tonight."

woo--

Duan Yi almost cried.

You don't want to sleep, I still want to live!

I'm gone, I'm gone!