too many kissing scenes

Chairman Yan's entry into real estate in the past few years has also continued the dominance of the Yan family.

A luxury residence that is hard to book even if you spend a lot of money in a location where every inch of land is very expensive.

In the middle of last year, a new star-rated hotel under Yan's named Franklin was launched, which is specially designed to receive state-level officials.The timing is also good.The new chairman has burned three fires since he took office, and he is working hard to fight corruption.

As officials, big and small, got off their horses one after another, the rumors that the Yan family would be swept into the muddy water by this wind did not happen. Yan Xue was quite decisive, and at the end of last year, he immediately rectified the luxury hotel standing in the new east gate into a apartment.

Just thinking about it deeply, Eli trembled all over, and felt Wang Xiaoyi's arms around his neck tightened again.

"Hey." Wang Xiaoyi's soft tone was gentle, but a pair of seemingly weak and boneless little hands locked her throat, and she immediately felt overwhelmed: "Didn't I tell you not to be polite, what about you? Just live in peace of mind. Cultivate and cultivate relationships with your little friends first."

"Oh, that's right." Wang Xiaoyi stopped walking, and took Yan Xue, who was following behind the two of them, for another meal, with a very helpless face full of helplessness towards his wife in front.

At the same time, for this, the pit of fire that his wife set up for his younger brother was also full of people who didn't know how to deal with it.

The filming was finished, Yan Xue just thought that he, as an elder brother, was a bit of a scumbag, and sold his only younger brother for his daughter-in-law.

It was still a gay scene.

Oh shit.

Wang Xiaoyi was already so excited that she couldn't help herself. Just imagining two boys who were both at the same age as Qianchai Liehuo were in the same room made her excited: "I haven't told you yet. This time it's me who will act with you." Uncle, do you know his name, Yan Xi? Hey, I'll introduce you when I see you tonight."

Erli wanted to say that he really didn't need it, but he couldn't say it.

He felt that Wang Xiaoyi seemed to know what he wanted to say, so he exerted more and more force on his arms, allowing him to breathe but also preventing him from speaking.What an authentic chokehold.

"Cough...Actually, I think...Ah..." Erli struggled to speak half a sentence, and was suffocated like a rope wrapped around her neck.Wang Xiaoyi still had a calm, round face with a bright smile: "Don't think about it, because I've already thought about everything for you."

A dragon flicked its tail and threw Erli onto the oversized sofa in the center of the room, and played a few bombs...

Wang Xiaoyi turned around and gave Yan Xue who was following her a kiss, and straightened his tie.

Yan Xue put on the suit that had been half hung on his arms, looked at Erli, then lowered his head and kissed Wang Xiaoyi's flushed apple face: "Don't make trouble, I'll pick you up tonight."

Wang Xiaoyin hummed and agreed a few times, her mind was all on Erli who was on one side, and she couldn't separate her mind to talk to Yan Xue at all.

How could the young man be so cute? Wang Xiaoyi leaned on the table with his elbows, held his face in both hands, and stared obsessively at Erli, who was fidgeting on the opposite side.

Thinking of his cool uncle, look at this transparent little boy like a sheet of white paper.

Wang Xiaoyi covered her face with her hands and shook her head severely.

I feel embarrassed with my cheeks flushed, because I can't stop my little fantasies in my heart.She couldn't help but quickly pushed the two children together to see how the sparks burst out.

Both faces are so upright, my God, Wang Xiaoyi felt like she was going crazy.

Witnessed with my own eyes that the two beautiful young men were gradually getting deeper and deeper in each other's hearts because of her traction, and finally they were like cancer, which was difficult to cure and could not live without each other.

It doesn't matter what it is in or out of the play.

For a senior rotten girl like her, even if she is filming a fake in a movie, it is an extremely fulfilling thing!

Seeing Wang Xiaoyi, who was not far across from him, looked dazed and shy.Erli gathered the neckline of her plaid coat, and at the same time couldn't help shrinking further into the sofa.

At night, Yan's house is brightly lit, which can also be said to be festooned with lights.

The head of the Yan family, Mr. Yan Chengyan sat expressionlessly on the sofa where people came and went, flipping through the financial newspaper in his hand, feeling extremely depressed.

Madam Yan's hair is already half white, but she is slightly fat but has lost her usual elegant body and her always smiling face shows that she is extremely happy at the moment.He took care of everything up and down, and looked at the delicious thick soup she was cooking after a while.

The old woman next to her who has been taking care of trivial matters in Yan's house for half her life muttered that she didn't know how her baby's taste is now, whether it is light or heavy...

A few young maids decorated with flowers, and all the space you see when you enter the entrance is spared.

Mrs. Yan stomped her feet, only to remember what her eldest daughter-in-law called at noon, and hurriedly pulled the old woman beside her to do it: "Sister Zhen, hurry up and send the master's few bottles of hidden wine to the young master's room."

"Lili." Holding back the maid who passed by with the bed sheet in hand, "Go and call the young master and tell him that if he doesn't come back, all the meat will be eaten."

"Madam, the young master's phone is not available."

Stamping her feet, Madam Yan was furious: "Then go call the young master and tell him to bring back his shameless brother. He only goes home once a month when he returns home. What does it look like?"

"Hey, my soup..." da da da.

Mr. Yan, who was sitting alone among a group of smoggy people, listened to the sound of his wife's footsteps in the distance, and flipped through the financial newspaper in his hand expressionlessly.

The black-clothed bodyguard who had been standing beside Mr. Yan agreed wholeheartedly, lowering his body to listen to Mr. Yan's wishes.

"You guys go and take care of the young master. Be sure, let people not go home in the near future." Mr. Yan said quietly.After that, he returned to his expressionless face, pretending that nothing had happened.

The bodyguard stood still, and also whispered in Mr. Yan's ear: "Don't worry, master, the young master is now holding us back and won't come back."

Mr. Yan has mixed feelings in his heart, and he doesn't know whether to be at ease or uneasy about these words.His little son really made him worry about it.

In contrast, his eldest son is much more peaceful.

Men, the age is right, there is nothing wrong with playing more, and then take care of it.

Just like Yan Xue.

It's just that when Mr. Yan saw his youngest son later, that was not the case.

Originally, Mr. Yan sent Yan Xi to study in France because he wanted his young son, who had been naughty since he was a child, to be educated in a gentleman's country.What is a gentleman, even if you can't learn it, just pretend to be an assembly.

But Mr. Yan didn't realize that this was letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

Yan Xi completed her studies very quickly, and in her spare time, this person actually wandered around the world. Calculated in this way, Yan Xi didn't stay in France for a few years at all.

Afterwards, I decided to carry my luggage and went to the UK to continue my studies.

What Yan Xi did in the past few years made him, a father, fall ill a lot, a gentleman didn't learn it, and in the end he got the lax habits of an old lady.

If it's just like this, it's actually not the worst. What really made Mr. Yan decide to take Yan Xi back is that Yan Xi has completely integrated into New York, those corrupt relationships between men and women who sing and sing every night.

Thinking about the bronchitis of old master Yan, Huo'er's liver has hardened.

Now the old and the young in the family are not serious anymore. Although the country has relaxed the system of homosexuality, what do men and women look like...

Not like it.

In fact, if it's his son's opinion, Mr. Yan is not a pedantic and old-fashioned person.

Mr. Yan just doesn't like the way he was kidnapped and forced. Look at the family, who are so busy and enthusiastic, what they look like, they really don't look like that! !

The eldest daughter-in-law was found to have it in the first two months, but she became a sperm after that.

He insisted on taking pictures of men and men, relying on his own stomach to play tricks with his elder son Yan Xuesa behind closed doors, but forced Yan Xuejuanteng and his youngest son who had just returned to China to participate in the performance.

It doesn't work if you don't act.

Mr. Yan held his forehead and felt his heartbeat was irregular, so he hurriedly took out a small delicate gourd bottle from his bosom pocket and poured some medicine into it.Sip the tea on the table.

I thought to myself, let Yan Xi go crazy in the United States for a few more years.

What's going on here.

There are only two women in the Yan family, the old and the young are all obsessed with those men, men, sex, sadomasochism or something...

On the dragon-patterned dining table, which looks old and looks expensive at first sight, there are exquisite plates, exquisite wine glasses, exquisite dishes, and a group of people with black and blue faces...

After all, he still didn't expect Yan Xi to come back.

Taking a sip of the sake, Mrs. Yan vented all her anger on the eldest son opposite with a livid face.

Wang Xiaoyi also squinted her eyes, but the feet under the tablecloth were stomping on Yan Xue mercilessly, and even stomped a few times in confusion.Expressed dissatisfaction with Yan Xue not bringing Yan Xi back.

Yan Xue clenched the knife and fork in his hand and endured it, it was really difficult for him to be a middleman.The concept of the two elders at the top is not in harmony, and his own wife has an idea, and he even has such a younger brother who doesn't think about him...

At the table, only Mr. Yan, who was occupying the main seat, looked happy.

Loosen the knife and fork: "Old Zhang, prepare the car." Mr. Yan wiped his mouth with a tablecloth, and didn't even look at the people who were still at the table.

He took the unfinished financial newspaper in his hand, put on his suit jacket and left.

No one paid attention to leaving the table here.

Let's eat.

Wang Xiaoyi looked at the sky outside, then at the watch on his wrist, bowed his head expressionlessly, and pondered for a moment before giving advice to Mrs. Yan.The director said that there must be no problem with Yan Xi, and the filming must start on time.

After finishing speaking, she still didn't forget to kick her husband next to her: "You're right, husband." She stared fiercely with big eyes that didn't match that round apple face at all.

Yan Xue nodded reluctantly, and Madam Yan showed her first smile after the meal.

Wang Xiaoyi didn't know what kind of mentality she had.

As for her brother-in-law, Wang Xiaoyi subconsciously wrote the script with reference to her now completely Americanized slutty brother-in-law.

Correspondingly, Wang Xiaoyi's first glance at Erli's child inadvertently convinced her that Xiaomeng's role in the play was tailor-made for him, and it was none other than him.

The shapes of the two people are completely complementary, giving her the feeling that they are like two sawtooths, and they fit together seamlessly.

She also admitted that she was a bit rotten, but who made her, a mother-in-law who adored Wilde so much, also rotten.Who can blame...

Mrs. Yan just wanted a son who was different and neurotic like Wilde, and she was a little sluggish since Yan Xue became a family.But fortunately, she also has a prodigal young son who has been drinking foreign ink outside.

It has become Mrs. Yan's life-saving straw. She has a glimmer of hope, and her thinking is easier to reform than her eldest son.

Think about it, have a daughter-in-law who is as handsome as his son, think about it, have a younger uncle and daughter-in-law who are as handsome as her younger uncle.Wang Xiaoyi's blood boiled even more than Mrs. Yan's.

As for what the fake show really does.

The two women, the old and the young, didn't feel anything at all, Madam Yan even regretted it.

She thought that her youngest son had been abroad for more than ten years, why didn't he bring her a foreign son-in-law when he returned home.Blonde, angular, taller than his son, more handsome than his son...

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