Blackened Old Gong's soft and cute sweet bun

Rong Xi was shocked, he never expected Bo Zong to be such a shameless person.

Some shameless person kissed Rong Ling's slightly parted lips, then got up to make a phone call, asking his assistant to bring over a suit.

After hanging up the phone, Bo Zong pinched his chin, kneaded it lightly, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

Rong Ling's eyes were wet, and he blinked, "I'm hungry." He didn't eat all day today, but just ate a few pieces of peach blossom cakes and some milk, and he went through such a strenuous exercise. Already hungry cooing.

Bo Zong was a little funny, put his fingers on his belly, and fiddled with it lightly, which made Rong Yan feel a little itchy all over, moved his body slightly, and held back his laughter.

Rong Yan patted his hand helplessly, "What are you doing? Don't touch me, itchy?" The voice was sticky, with some twists and turns and sticky hoarse afterward, hooked thin and stone more.

But considering that it just ended, if it continues, the children in his family will probably die. Bo Zong rubbed his slender waist with his fingers lingeringly, and kept rubbing, which made Rong Ling shudder.

Because he seemed to have noticed what the other party wanted to do, which caused a dull pain in his waist and somewhere, he looked at him pitifully with red eyes.

Bo Zong was a little amused by his teasing, nodded his nose, and then said, "Don't worry, I won't tease you anymore, and I won't do anything to you again."

After getting the guarantee, she felt relieved, Rong Xi crawled to Bo Zong's side, rested her head on his legs, felt the strong and powerful legs of the other party, and closed her eyes slightly.

"Master Bo."

"Ok?"

"I'm so glad."

Rong Xi closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, and his white fingertips curled up, looking really good.

Bo Zong asked, "What are you happy about?"

Rong sting moved his body, he curled up on his side, his fingers were still stealthily tugging at the hem of his clothes, the tip of his nose was full of the scent of hyacinths, he felt very at ease.

"Because I met you, you who like me so much gave me the idea of ​​liking people again."

The young man probably meant that he was a little shy, his fair cheeks were flushed, his slender eyelashes were trembling, and the skin that fell on the outside was covered with red marks from him.

The boy seemed a little sleepy, and after he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and trembling his eyelashes, and fell asleep again.

Bo Zong's body stiffened by the kid's teasing, he stroked his hair with his fingers, his eyes full of doting.

The young man's skin is delicate and fair, the tails of his eyes are red, his slender eyelashes are a little stuck together because of crying just now, his lips are red and swollen, slightly pursed, and he is breathing slightly.

Bo Zong couldn't help teasing his lips with his fingers, propped his head and looked at him wearily, his sweet breath was on the tip of his nose, and he also closed his eyes.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, Bo Zong raised his eyes slightly, and lifted the quilt covering him with his hands, covering his white and tender skin, leaving only a little black on the top of his head .

Bo Zong smiled contentedly before letting people in.

The assistant at the door was carrying a set of clothes, and he didn't dare to look around at all. He walked straight to the table, put it away, and planned to go out.

Bo Zong called him, and the assistant trembled all over, and asked tremblingly, "What's wrong with Mr. Bo?"

Bo Zong frowned slightly, "Go and buy some food."

"……of!"

After finishing speaking, he left quickly, as if this is some kind of tiger's den and dragon's pool, and he was so afraid that he would die.

But I didn't forget to buy food when I went out, otherwise I would be caught to death.

Bo Zong looked at the clothes not far away, he wanted to move the boy slightly and bring the clothes over, but as soon as he moved the boy would frown slightly, as if he was about to wake up faintly.

This made him completely afraid to move, so he could only tighten the quilt to his naked body, and patted his back lightly.

He looked a little tired, with traces of blue on his fair face, his fingers tightly gripping the hem of his clothes, sleeping deeply.

I don't know what happened to him in the crew these days, it seems to be very hard.

This made him a little distressed, and his fingers touched his neck uncontrollably.

If he didn't know that he really loves filming too much, it would be enough to raise him by himself.

This time, Rong Jing didn't sleep for too long, after all, he didn't eat, so he woke up from starvation abruptly.

When he woke up, he just felt comfortable all over, and wished he could go in and sleep for a while, but his stomach was already playing tricks, so he probably couldn't fall asleep.

"woke up."

A familiar deep voice came from above his head, Rong Yan looked up in a daze, and sure enough he saw Master Bo.

Rong Ling stretched out his hand to hold his arm, smiled, "Well, I'm hungry."

Bo Zong, "I've ordered a meal for you, get up and get dressed before eating."

Rong Yan nodded obediently, he saw a set of clothes on the table, he reached out and wanted to take it over and put it on, but the people around him moved a step faster than him.

The person around picked up the suit and shook it, and said casually, "Stand up."

Rong Yan listened to his words in a daze, and subconsciously stood up, then reacted and said quickly, "No need, I'll just wear it myself."

Bo Zong frowned, "I'll come."

The tone was undeniable, and the meaning could be heard. He was a little angry.

Rongsing immediately had the foresight to shut up, since Mr. Bo wanted to wear it for him, he could wear it, anyway, it was nothing, Rongsing comforted himself.

But it wasn't until she was getting dressed that Rong Xi realized that letting a hooligan dress herself was really a mistake that would cause eternal hatred.

After being bitten on the shoulder by someone for the nth time, Rong Ling was so worn out that he lost his temper, and swallowed his anger, "Have you not dressed yet?"

Bo Zong stood behind Rong Ling, his hands still wrapped around his slender waist, his eyes stayed on his neck, there were still a few pink marks on it, he ground his teeth slightly.

"It will be ready soon."

His voice was a little heavy, and he forced himself to look away, speeding up the speed of dressing him.

It can't be like that, otherwise it won't end well. If you are tossing this kid, you are probably really useless.

Bo Zong squeezed Rongsing, who had thin arms and legs, thoughtfully.

It seems that he needs to exercise his body well, and he can't bear it like this after a few times of tossing, his health is too bad.

The matter of getting dressed was finally done, Rong Xi was about to break out in sweat, and the ordered meal was served.

As soon as he smelled the aroma of the food, his stomach started to growl uncontrollably, he was really hungry.

A gust of wind blew away, and all the food went into the stomach, and Rong Xi sat down in the chair contentedly.

Bo Zong frowned and took out a tissue to wipe his lips, "Are you hungry?"

Rong Ling nodded aggrieved, "That's right, I haven't eaten all day today, I'm so pitiful."

Reluctantly, Bo Zong reached out and flicked his head, and said helplessly, "Little idiot, don't you want to eat something when you're hungry?"

Rong Ling covered his forehead in aggrieved way, "Didn't I want to come to you in my heart, and you still beat me!"

Bo Zong laughed, took the boy's hand and kissed it on his lips, then said, "Well, it's my fault, I shouldn't kill you."

Only then did Rong Xi groan and bury her in his arms again.

Bo Zong suddenly thought of something, "You just came here, have you finished filming the film over there?"

Rong Xi pouted, "It's okay, my part is almost finished shooting, so I asked for a day off."

He just wanted to find Bo Zong, so he asked Director Li for leave without hesitation. Fortunately, Director Li didn't ask him what he wanted to do, and agreed with a good temper.

Looking at the young man's cheek, Bo Zong felt his heart itch, and stretched out his hand to pinch his face. It was fleshy, but still a little thinner. "Okay, let's go home."

Rong Yan blinked and asked, "Are you done with your work?"

Bo Zong nodded, "Of course."

On the way home, Rong Ling was a little happy. After going to filming, she hasn't been back for a long time.

At this moment, Rong Xi's cell phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was called by Rong Wenqi, his face wrinkled instantly.

Bo Zong, "Go ahead."

As soon as the phone was turned on, he scolded his head and covered his face, "What do you think you are thinking, are you trying to talk about our family outside? You are still making up."

Rong Xi didn't understand what he meant by his words at all, "What are you talking about?"

Rong Wenqi was a little disdainful on the other side of the phone, "You can do such a thing yourself, so don't pretend that you don't know what to do in front of others. Sure enough, A-Lian guessed your reaction. Now you Come back to me quickly."

After finishing speaking, the phone was hung up directly, and Rong Xi sat in the car with the phone in his hand, a little dazed.

Even Bo Zong's face was a little ugly, he started the car, turned around and drove towards Rong's house.

Rong Xi took off his shoes, raised his legs and shrunk down on the passenger seat, twisting his phone in a daze, really wondering which play Rong Wenqi was singing about.

He raised his head and looked at Bo Zong. The daze in his heart dissipated instantly, "Master Bo." Bo Zong stared at the front, but he freed up one hand to touch Rong's head, gently Kneading, "It's okay, don't worry."

Rong Xi nodded, he wanted to say that as long as it is on your body, he is not worried at all.

This seems to be some kind of strange ability, which makes Rong Ling not afraid at all.

Bo Zong was holding the steering wheel, looking calm, but actually he was thinking about things in his heart.

When he got off the car, he quietly sent a message to his assistant, asking him to send over the documents he had sorted out a few days ago.

When I went to Rong's house this time, it was very lively, all the lights were turned on, as if they were waiting for them.