The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

The two of them have already arranged things for the next half a year.

There is no small thought in my heart.

Ever since He Jiao knew that Lan Qing's daily gym training had changed to daily boxing practice, he followed him every day. He was no longer interested in running and lifting weights, but he liked fighting.

There is a ring in the martial arts hall, and He Jiao went to the platform after he went there. In the first few days, many people came up to compete with him curiously, but after a few days, every time those people passed by the ring, He Jiao Beckon to them like welcoming guests, come and come and learn from each other!

Could it be that those people just smiled and waved their hands and quit.

After only playing for a few days, He Jiao has no one to play with him anymore.

I really don't want to come up and get beaten.

Once someone made a fuss and asked He Jiao and Lan Qing to compete against each other. At first, Lan Qing was unwilling, but later she was encouraged to go on stage.

He Jiao made a pose, as if he was going to fight, and when everyone was excited to watch, he jumped up and hugged Lan Qing and kissed him.

The onlookers kept screaming "Fuck me and fuck me".

After that, no one wanted to play with He Jiao at all.

Totally unbearable.

But Lan Qing likes to see this kind of situation very much, and he is very relieved that no one will hook him up again.

But he did all his calculations and forgot that there is another kind of group.

The girls in the martial arts gym don't fight with He Jiao, but give him this delicious food and that delicious food every day.

He Jiao came to the martial arts gym all day long, but instead came to enjoy the sweet talk and sweet feeding of the young ladies and sisters.

The young ladies don't want to take He Jiao as their own, they just want to see the beautiful little brother and the handsome little brother together.

When he came back that night, He Jiao took out a mask from his pocket.

This is recommended by today's young lady, saying that it is very easy to use.

He came back and washed his face, tied his bangs on the top of his head, put on a mask and lay on the bed.

When Lan Qing came out of the bathroom, he saw his face was dark. He came over and lay down on the bedside and touched his mask.

"What's the use of this?"

"Moisturize, tender—" He Jiao winked at him, pinched his waist with his feet to prevent him from getting up, and asked viciously, "Brother, am I tender?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Lan Qing's mouth, and he replied ambiguously, "Very tender."

He Jiao helped the mask that was wrinkled from laughing, but couldn't help but continue flirting.

"Is it tight?"

"Tight." Lan Qing couldn't take it anymore, grabbed his knee and tried to tear his leg off.

He Jiao tied him even harder.

"This mask is whitening, rejuvenating, and firming. After I finish applying it, you can check to see if it has this effect—"

Lan Qing laughed out loud, "Let your feet loose."

"Answer me first, will you check for me?"

"Help." Lan Qing patted his knee.

Only then did He Jiao loosen his legs.

But he hugged his thigh evilly and performed an M for him.

Lan Qing couldn't take it anymore, and walked away with a smile, otherwise he wouldn't want to continue applying the mask.

He Jiao asked with a smile, "Is it standard?"

"Very standard, international standard." Lan Qing opened the cabinet and took out a book, he wanted to be calm.

He Jiao smiled and helped himself to put on the mask. It took only 15 minutes for a mask to be applied. After he took it off, he stuck it on his neck again.

After a while, the mask paper was thrown away.

Then he got up from the bed and washed his face. After drying it, he put his face in front of the mirror and looked around.

I feel handsome again!

He Jiao came out and saw Lan Qing was still reading, he ran over and hugged him from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, put his mouth close to his ear, and whispered vaguely: "Brother... I'm white, tender, and handsome— —”

Lan Qing closed the book and turned around to hug his waist, looked at his face and said, "It's no different from before."

"Of course, it looks good." He Jiao smiled and put his arms around his neck. The two people's abdomens were close together. He slowly leaned up and touched his chest muscles. He Jiao felt With his strong and firm chest muscles, he said very fondly, "Brother Lan Qing's body really makes me so hungry——"

"Sex monster." Lan Qing muttered.

"That's right... I'm a handsome guy, and I only eat Xiao Lanqing... Hurry up, I want to snatch Xiao Lanqing away, and I want to bury Xiao Lanqing deeply in my mysterious garden!"

He Jiao kissed Lan Qing tenderly.

He put himself in front of Lan Qing's lips when he just washed himself, and Lan Qing grabbed his white hand and kissed his slender fingers.

He Jiao smiled and said in a low voice: "It's not enough to just kiss the fingers, but here."

He Jiao grabbed his wrist with a backhand, and covered his hand where he longed to be kissed by him.

The smile at the corner of Lan Qing's mouth became ambiguous, and his handsome face instantly seemed to portray a word, desire.

He opened his lips slightly, tilted his head slightly, and kissed He Jiao's lips that were talking coquettishly all day long.

He Jiao raised her head and kissed him, and inadvertently let out a few slight hums from her throat.

For He Lanqing, it was a note that could make his soul restless.

He Jiao's fanaticism is always so direct and deadly, without a trace of subtlety, without being delicate and artificial.

He Jiao's enthusiasm is like when you lift the lid of a pot of boiling water, the hot steam gushes out instantly.

Lan Qing was a little overwhelmed at first, but now, he has completely followed his pace.

Completely release the fanatical soul in your heart.

The book on the table was swept to the ground by Lan Qing, and He Jiao lay back on the desk. His slender waist was extremely soft, and his feet were still standing on the ground. He didn't feel that the curvature made his waist feel uncomfortable at all. any discomfort.

He Jiao's fair skin contrasted sharply with the black tabletop.

Lan Qing put her arms around his waist and lowered her head to kiss his fat-free belly.

Lan Qing hugged his waist with one hand, and suddenly stood up a little bit, his biceps bulged because of the force, Lan Qing supported He Jiao's waist with one hand, and quickly turned and turned.

He Jiao's feet left the ground without any warning, and quickly turned 180 degrees in the air. He thought he was about to slam his face on the desk when the hand on his waist hugged him tightly again, gently put it down.

He was turned over like this? !

I was a little surprised that Brother Lan Qing's arm strength was already so strong, but I felt so good at that moment just now.

"Brother... do it again——"

"Another day." Lan Qing looked at his slender waist, and gently stroked the slightly sunken spine in the middle of his waist with his hand. He hooked his fingers down and hooked his trouser waist.

Pull it down, and easily tear off the things that are in the way.

He Jiao leaned on the desk and propped up her chin with one hand and turned her head to wink at him coquettishly.