My little dad, you can't afford to mess with me

"Old man, what are you writhing about? Make room, don't block me from watching TV."

"It's strange, did you see, where did my bundle of fishing line go?"

On the day of the third day of junior high school, in the Taicho villa.

The coffee table in the living room is full of dried fruit snacks as if a tea party is about to be held.

The business mother was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of black tea with milk, staring straight at the big TV on the wall: "Who knows, it can't be in the TV cabinet, you should stay away."

Mr. Shang leaned in front of the TV cabinet, tossed and turned for a long time, was chased away by Mrs. Shang, and sat next to his wife sweating profusely: "I said, what are you sitting here watching early in the morning? Isn't this an advertisement?"

The business mother glared at her wife in displeasure: "Is this an ordinary advertisement? This is an advertisement for Yaya Tongqu, a big brand that has business dealings with Xiaoyu. Anyway, you are also the chairman, and you don't care about things. My son is not tired." Is it?"

"Hey, you old lady, why do you look different every day?" Mr. Shang touched his bald head, "Didn't you say you didn't let me take care of the business and just stay at home to take care of the old age?"

The business mother stared at the TV with a straight face: "You don't care about business, and you don't care about your son?"

Mr. Shang: "..."

"Young people nowadays are so romantic. My son doesn't even have time to fall in love. Who can warm up to him?" Shang's mother thought for a while, then squinted at him, "Where's the fish you caught last time?"

When Mr. Shang heard about the fish, he was immediately proud. It was the fish that won the championship in the club competition. He used a 5.4-meter fighting carp to catch a 35-jin fish.

Mr. Shang held his head high and held his chest high: "I raised it in the fish pond in the backyard, and I can raise it to 40 catties."

Shang's mother snorted softly: "Where are you raising pigs? Fish them out, clean them up, and eat them."

"No! No, no, let them go out and buy what kind of fish you want to eat," Mr. Shang said with a broken face, "Can you eat any big fish, let alone the fish you caught yourself, which is very particular, it is a champion fish, Those that are well raised in the pool will soon become mature."

Shang's mother: "Are you about to become refined? That's just right. You are not allowed to become refined after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Eat it quickly to replenish your energy and blood."

Mr. Shang: "Aren't you following the trend recently, eating vegetarian food, not eating meat... are you a vegetarian?"

Shang's mother: "Who said that? Who said I'm a vegetarian? I just don't eat anything with a face, fish doesn't count, fish only has a side face!"

Mr. Shang: "..."

What the hell is the side face?

The corners of Shang's mother's mouth sank slightly, and she muttered softly: "Whether you fish or not... I will go and fish myself. If I kill other fish, I will not be responsible."

"Don't mind!" The old man raised his hands in surrender, "Eat, you can eat it vigorously, and I will let the old grandson fish for it."

"Wait, stop talking, let's act." Shang's mother sat up straight and stared at the big TV with a serious face.

San Lang's sleeping face appeared.

In the sunshine of the bedroom, he slowly opened his eyes, and the close-up of the whole big rear projection, that face is really beautiful.

The interaction between the young man and the child is very warm. In addition, he looks too handsome in a suit, and he is not inferior to Xiaoyu at all.

"What's the matter, it's gone?" Shang's mother said with a dark face, "Why is it so short?"

Mr. Shang said with a wooden face: "How long do you want the advertisement to be? This is Central 1. You used to be annoyed when the advertisement was broadcast, but now it's too short?"

The business mother ignored him and took the remote control: "It's okay, I recorded it."

Mr. Shang was stunned, watching that beautiful face reappeared on the TV screen.

"Who is this?"

"The young man looks good and has a good personality. I've seen a real person."

"……Oh."

Mr. Shang stood up and was about to leave, but Mrs. Shang grabbed him and said, "Where are you going, watch it with me, his name is Shen Lang, he is not a starlet, because he is so good-looking, the director begged him to make a commercial, it's amazing Right? With Xiaoyu...uh, we have a good relationship, not an ordinary relationship."

"Go fish."

"Fish? Are fish important? Watch TV with me, let me tell you, this young man, his name is Shen Lang..."

"You just said that."

"Oh."

After a while.

Shang's mother: "What do you think, how is he, is he very pleasing?"

Mr. Shang: "...um."

Shang's mother: "I think it's pretty good, the more you look the better, it's likable."

Mr. Shang: "...Ah."

This is what is said on the Internet, grandma fans, fall in love with little fresh meat?

So, the advertisement started to play back and forth at home, over and over again, and it didn't stop until noon, it became an advertisement wall.

During lunch, Mr. Shang sat at the dining table, looking at the vegetarian dishes on the table, where there was no shadow of fish.

Shang's mother hid in the bedroom and dialed Shang Yuxian's phone.

Shang Yuxian was a little noisy: "Mom."

Business mother: "Xiaoyu, I'll show your dad the ad, and I'll make sure I'm familiar with it first. Also, have you received the big fish I sent you? The champion fish your dad caught, made it into fish soup, and gave it to you first." Xiao Lang makes up for it."

Shang Yuxian: "Got it, thank you mom."

Shang's mother: "Where are you, why is there a child crying?"

Shang Yuxian: "Tangtang has a cough, and the medicine doesn't help, so bring her for an injection."

The business mother was anxious: "Is it serious?"

Shang Yuxian: "It's okay, the doctor said, if you eat too much meat, you will get angry."

Shang's mother: "If it doesn't work, let the doctor at home go and have a look."

Shang Yuxian: "No need, just a small injection, it's our turn, hang up first."

On the second floor of the hospital, the children's area was crying.

Shang Yuxian hung up the phone just in time to call Shang Yan Ye for an injection.

Xiaotuanzi tightly hugged his elder brother's neck, and Shen Lang walked into the intramuscular injection room.

The nurse aunt smiled: "Is it allergic to penicillin?"

"Well, some batch numbers are allergic." Shen Lang put the child on the small bed.

Xiaotuanzi didn't say a word, lying on his big brother's lap, his pants were pulled down a little, and his little ass was chilly.

The nurse dispensed the medicine and came over: "Your child is so good."

Tangtang laid down obediently, with her little face buried in her big brother's arms.Shen Lang was so distressed, he looked at the silent Xiaotuanzi, and turned to find her father in a panic: "That... old Shang, come quickly."

"What's wrong?" Shang Yuxian saw his lover's face pale as soon as he entered the door.

Xiaotuanzi hadn't done much yet, but Shen Lang was stupefied, muttering repeatedly: "Don't be afraid, don't be nervous, it doesn't hurt at all..."

Tangtang lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Auntie, Zha, are you done Zhaza?"

The nurse smiled: "It hasn't started yet."

Tangtang: "..."

The nurse wiped her with disinfectant: "Baby, relax."

Xiaotuanzi's face was tense and serious, and he clenched his hands into fists, looking death at home.

The nurse pressed the buttocks: "Relax, the adults chat with the children, and distract yourself."

Shen Lang didn't respond, and didn't hear what the nurse said at all.

Shang Yuxian was busy during the New Year, Xiao Tuanzi went to the elders' house to pay New Year's greetings, let her eat and drink for several days, and blamed himself for neglecting to control his diet, otherwise how could he suffer this crime.Shen Lang felt uncomfortable, he was looking up at the ceiling, he didn't have the energy to chat.

Shang Yuxian glanced at the young man, and asked lightly: "Tangtang, did you see your little cousin during the Chinese New Year?"

Tangtang nodded: "I see."

Shang Yuxian: "Did you have fun?"

Tangtang nodded: "Happy."

Shang Yuxian: "How much homework do you have for winter vacation?"

Tangtang: "..."

Xiaotuanzi trembled all over, with a dignified expression of bravery, tenacity, and generosity.

Muscles are stiffer.

The nurse comforted me for a long time, and had no choice but to bend down to tease the child: "Baby, why don't you cry a little bit, it's easier to be normal, and let me have a bottom line in my heart."

Tangtang raised her small face in confusion, looked at the nurse auntie suspiciously, and then turned her head to look at her father.

Shang Yuxian expressionless: "I make you cry."

The voice just fell.

Just hear the "wow" sound.

"Ah, Ang, I'm sick and coughing, my father is still so scary... I'm a frightened child...Ah, Ang...I got stabbed? I got stabbed, it hurts so much, I really can't be strong Ahhh, big brother Ang... Auntie, please be gentle, my butt hurts too much..."

The nurse pursed her lips and pushed the medicine: "..."

After a while.

"Okay." The nurse couldn't help laughing, wiped the disinfectant, got up and breathed a sigh of relief.

Shang Yuxian nodded to her in thanks: "Can I soak in the hot spring?"

The nurse nodded: "It's best not to soak the needle hole in water for 24 hours."

Shang Yuxian: "Thank you."

Looking back, the young man was hugging Xiaotuanzi who was crying loudly, his eyes were red, and he was still looking at the ceiling.

Shang Yuxian: "Accept."

Tangtang: "..."

The howling was gone.

Shang Yuxian raised his hand and rubbed the sweat from the child's forehead: "The battle is over, doesn't it hurt?"

Xiaotuanzi hiccupped: "Well, it's okay."

Nurse:"……"

Shang Yuxian rubbed the young man's forehead again: "Go back."

Without saying a word, Shen Lang lowered his head to lift up Xiaotuanzi's pants, hugged the child tightly in his arms, and hurried to the injection room.

Hospital parking.

Shen Lang sat in the back seat with the child in his arms: "Are you also having a meeting this afternoon?"

Shang Yuxian: "Yes."

Shen Lang: "Leave the child here. Let's go back to the shop. I will take care of the elderly and children together. You can do your work."

Shang Yuxian: "...Sorry."

Shang Yuxian was busy for a few days, and Shen Lang brought Tangtang back to the grocery store. The child recovered quickly, and he took good care of him, and he recovered within two or three days.

"Grandpa Wang, these are 16 yuan...eight." Xiaotuanzi said solemnly.

The old Wang of the pancake shop showed his thumbs up with the things he bought: "Hey! The shopkeeper is so smart!"

Shen Lang grinned: "Maybe she will be a female entrepreneur in the future."

Uncle Wang blinked: "Your daughter."

Shen Lang froze for a moment: "Yes, my daughter."

It was the sixth day of the first lunar month, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Shen was sitting at the counter petting the cat, while Mr. Shen Lang was on the sidelines accompanying Xiao Tuanzi to catch up with the winter homework.

In addition to eating and playing during the Chinese New Year, the pictorial diary added another experience of seeing a doctor. The rest of the diary didn't know what to draw. The three of them discussed for a long time and decided to go out to see what was interesting on the street.

As soon as he walked out of the store, he saw Mu Shang coming from afar and stopped at the door of the grocery store.

I thought Shang Yuxian would come tomorrow, but this is really a surprise.

In the bright winter sun, the three generations in front of the old shop all smiled together.

Shang Yuxian closed the car door and turned around, what he saw was that kind of scene, he drove back in a hurry and saw his family members greet him at the door, his whole body felt like a stream of heat, in the chilly spring season, his whole body was warm.

Entering the store, the four of them chatted for a while in front of the store, Zuzu was in charge of watching Xiaotuanzi do his homework, Shang Yuxian and Shen Lang came to the bedroom on the second floor.

I haven't seen you for two days.

As soon as Shen Lang turned his head and closed the door, Shang Yuxian turned around, put his arms around Shen Lang's waist and brought him to his side, the two kissed together, retreated to the side of the bed and fell down.

The young man's breathing was getting hotter and hotter. He nibbled his ear, sucked, rolled, kissed the man's eyes, eyebrows, lips, and the tip of his tongue slipped into his mouth. Feeling the man's response, he smiled softly: " So enthusiastic, miss me?"

"I wanted to come here yesterday. I have to see the agent this morning. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time." Shang Yuxian lay on his back on the bed, raised his arms to wrap around his neck: "I'm very sleepy all over."

San Lang stretched out his hand to rub him: "May I give you a massage?"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Shang Yuxian pushed him: "Child?"

Without even looking back, San Lang lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Come in."

Xiaotuanzi timidly poked his head in, saw the two fathers rolling on the bed, and turned back to look at Zuzu.

Old Master Shen covered his mouth: "Hey, don't prostitute yourself during the day."

Two people: "..."

Shang Yuxian's ears were red, and he pushed off the young man on his body.

San Lang turned over and sat up, seeing the stinky old man and the brat standing at the door of the bedroom.

There is almost no personal space.

The four of them looked at each other in silence for a while.

The old man and Xiaotuanzi looked at each other and nodded as if to encourage each other.

Xiaotuanzi took a step forward, with his hands behind his back, he stood up straight, with a serious face, as if he was about to give a speech.

Before the two people on the bed could react.

Xiaotuanzi suddenly sang: "My good father, I came home from get off work and worked hard all day. Let me kiss you, let me kiss you..."

After singing here, the little face became a little bit tangled, and the voice became smaller and smaller, then turned to look at Zuzu, and said in a low voice: "Zuzu, this song is wrong, I never kiss my father, it is always the big brother who kisses my father , after the kiss, big brother is more tired than father."

Old Man Shen was stunned: "Look at you two, you taught the child..."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

San Lang: "..."

Knock on the door and come in, just for a show?

Then get scolded for no reason?

Shen Lang looked confused: "What, what routine?"

Xiaotuanzi said solemnly: "For winter vacation homework, I have to learn to sing a song. Zuzu taught me."

Shang Yuxian sat up behind Shen Lang, feeling his face was hot, and his forehead rested on Shen Lang's back: "Forget that you have learned it, you can sing to the teacher when school starts, but you are not allowed to say the following words."

Xiaotuanzi nodded with an "oh".

There was another moment of silence in the bedroom.

Shen Lang wondered: "You two, what are you doing standing at the door hand in hand, come in."

The old man poked Xiaotuanzi's shoulder.

Xiaotuanzi shivered, and suddenly said loudly: "Dad! You have worked hard!"

Shen Lang was startled: "..."

"Thank you baby for your concern," Shang Yuxian raised his face, resting his chin on Shen Lang's shoulder, looking at the old and the young at the door with narrow eyes, and whispered in the young man's ear: "There is something tricky."

"The routine is deep." Shen Lang looked at him sideways, and the two touched noses.

Old man: "..."

Xiaotuanzi held back for a long time, and then said: "I heard that the hot spring in our house can... what..." Turning to look at Zuzu, he got a reminder from the old man, "Yes, the hot spring can relieve fatigue. When will Dad go?" Bubble hot springs?"

coming.

Xiaotuanzi was very emotional: "Dad, my eldest brother and I and Zuzu, we can accompany you to the hot springs. However, in two days, eldest brother will go to work, and I will go to kindergarten, and Zuzu will visit the store , I can’t accompany my father anymore, it’s really pitiful for my father to be alone.”

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Why is it so pitiful?

Seeing that his father didn't respond, Xiaotuanzi looked anxiously at Zuzu.

The old man winked at her.

Xiaotuanzi: "I, I just...want to go to the hot spring with Dad..."

Shang Yuxian: "Thank you for your kindness."

"Dad, we are free..."

"Ah."

"Father, are you, sorry? It's okay, big brother wants to accompany you, isn't he, big brother?"

San Lang: "..."

"Dad? Do you want to go?"

"Not yet."

"Then, think about it slowly, Zuzu and I went downstairs, when you think it over, I will start school soon, and I have to do my homework, so I can't accompany you..."

"..."

"Dad, I'm really leaving, I have to continue to do my homework..."

"..."

"Ah! Dad, I'm already halfway there."

"..."

"Father, I'm about to go out, do you want to close the door... shut me and Zuzu outside?"

"..."

"Dad... nest..."

"I know, I know."

Shen Lang suppressed his laughter, burst out laughing, and began to tremble uncontrollably.

Shang Yuxian rested his forehead on the young man's shoulder, and said weakly: "Go and prepare, we will go today and come back tomorrow."

"great!"

Xiaotuanzi cheered, pulled Zuzu and ran outside.

In this way, the family of four came to the villa that Shang Yuxian gave to Mr. Shen, and there was a hot spring in the backyard.

It used to be a hot spring hotel, but it closed down and was bought by Shang Yuxian. Because the surrounding land failed to win the bid, the plan to transform it into a resort was shelved. 10 minutes by car.

As soon as they entered the door, an old couple came up and greeted Shang Yuxian. The couple were professionals hired to help take care of the spring soup. They used to work in a hot spring hotel. The old aunt said that the rooms are all ready up.

Although the flowers and plants were all withered, the layout of the courtyard was exquisite, and the winter scenery was also extremely beautiful. Accompanied by Xiaotuanzi, the old man visited the front yard, and his eyes were not enough.

Shen Lang and Shang Yuxian followed behind one old and one young.

Old man Shen has never lived in such a good house in his life. A while ago, Shen Lang told him that Shang Yuxian gave him this place and showed him the photos, but the old man refused to accept it.Until the Chinese New Year, Shang Yuxian personally told him that in the future, these would all belong to Shen Lang, and the family would not care about them. The old man knew that this was the child's wish, so he took it away.

Since it is a family, of course the family should enjoy it together.

Mr. Shen lives with his children on the first floor, while Shen Lang and Shang Yuxian live on the second floor.

The four of them didn't bring any luggage, so they put the luggage in the room, ordered a takeaway from a nearby restaurant, and went to the hot spring after dinner.

Tangtang is already five years old, and there are many things that should be paid attention to. Many mothers take seven or eight-year-old boys to the women's bathroom to take a bath, which is very bad behavior.Although it is their own, it is a rule to wear a swimsuit when soaking in outdoor hot springs.

I bought a swimsuit and skirt at a roadside shop before, and San Lang changed it for Xiaotuanzi, and explained to the old man: "If you feel dizzy, take the child out, and call the old couple if you have something to do, and they will take care of you by the pool."

"I see, I was fine when I went to the nursing home last time."

Because the child and the elderly had to go to bed early, the old man wore big shorts and took the child to the open-air hot spring in the backyard first.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Shang Yuxian and Shen Lang decided to take a walk around the villa.

After taking care of the elderly and children, Shen Lang put on a thick down jacket and walked out of the gate of the villa.

In the white mist that came out, Shang Yuxian stood under the tree, and greeted him when he saw him: "There are hot spring hotels all around, and it is very lively at night."

The shadows of the two of them stretched long under the street lamp.

Heads down side by side all the way, the young man kicked stones, his drooping hands were purple red from the cold, and insisted on refusing to put them in his pockets. Every time he walked a certain distance, he would bump into them accidentally. Shang Yuxian hid to the side, and after a while next to each other.

"Wear it." Shang Yuxian took off a glove and handed it to him. This was what San Lang picked up from the grocery store and forced him to wear it.

Shen Lang stopped in his tracks: "You wear it yourself, and my joints don't hurt."

"You don't freeze your hands?"

The man was dressed in moonlight, looking up at him slightly.

San Lang: "..."

The peach blossom eyes burst into a smile in an instant.

Shang Yuxian found that there is nothing brighter than his smile in the world.

San Lang took a glove and put it on.

Under the street lamp, the young man held the man's hand and stuffed it into his pocket.

When crossing the small road, San Lang walked on his left, turned around in the middle of the road, and walked to Shang Yuxian's right.

Just after dinner time, the two went around to the back mountain of the villa. Many people nearby came out for a walk. The children played and climbed the steps, and the parents lazily followed behind.

Shang Yuxian shrank his neck from the cold, walked, walked, stopped and looked up at him.

"hug me."

When liking him, all intimate actions made the young man feel happy.

Then hug it.

Under the tree by the steps, the young man held him in his arms to warm him, and tucked his rolled-up collar tightly.

After hugging, they walked up, and after walking for a while, they hugged together again.

Finally came to the top of the steps, here is a small outdoor fitness square, the two rested for a while beside the fitness equipment.

San Lang unbuttoned his down coat, took out a bottle of green tea for him to drink from the sweater.

It has been warmed by the young man's chest.

It was still cold when I stuffed it into my arms.

But it didn't feel cold along the way.

After getting to know him, I have someone who I want to spend my whole life close to warm.

In the middle of the night, both the old man and the child fell asleep.

The two took off their clothes and came to the hot spring pool in the backyard. Shang Yuxian soaked in the hot water, leaning against the big rock and looking up at the sky. The man's white upper body was soaked in water, shining in the moonlight.

San Lang got into the water, lifted his hair, and kissed his forehead lightly and shallowly: "I forgot to tell you, Happy Chinese New Year."

Shang Yuxian turned his head and rubbed his face: "Happy Chinese New Year."

Tao Huayan squinted, and said lazily: "I have a gift for you."

Shang Yuxian was stunned: "But I didn't prepare a gift for you."

"Accept my gift, it is your gift."

The young man stared at him, brushed the broken hair on his forehead with his fingertips, and pressed his lips against his forehead.

In the bedroom, Shang Yuxian slowly lay down on the bed.

"That...no...don't take it off, okay?"

Shen Lang had a strong smile, and his voice was extremely low: "No, I learned it on purpose."

With slender fingers, lightly dipped into the essential oil in the dish, the fragrance wafted and dripped on Shang Yuxian's waist.

A little cold, he shivered.

San Lang leaned down and leaned close to his ear: "I know you are tired, so I went to the east of the shopping street to learn from a blind master for two days."

As he spoke, he stretched and moved his ten fingers, and slowly stroked his waist with the palm of his hand.

The cool essential oil and warm hands lightly touched his back, rubbing back and forth, gently moving upwards, stroking the back of his neck.

As soon as his fingers brushed his neck, he began to tremble, dodging around numbly, and his nose let out a ticklish laugh.

"Don't move, I'm very professional, I haven't started yet, I just oiled it."

San Lang pinched his shoulders and comforted him to lie down and calm down.

Shang Yuxian was a little uncomfortable: "I have never had a massage."

The essential oil covered his back, he felt a bit of coolness, his body shivered slightly, "It's a little cold."

"It's going to be hot soon." San Lang rubbed his palms together, then suddenly covered them.

The scorching heat shocked him, the palm of his hand was on his back, and it was hotly pushed up, followed by a surge of blood, and he felt the young man's fingers covering the back of his neck, rubbing his shoulders, Down, slowly stroked towards the butterfly bone, and then slid the palm towards his spine.

Shang Yuxian took a breath, and his body relaxed. His body, which had been giving out tired alarms all the year round, was so comfortable that it made him go limp.

Thought that San Lang would continue to go down, but his fingertips quickly slid across, and slowly rubbed back to his neck.

Just go up and down like this, back and forth, round and round.

The place where the fingertips touched was itchy and hot, and he began to breathe unevenly. Every time the youth's fingers exuded the fragrance of essential oils, they moved down a little bit, and then a little bit...

Shang Yuxian's forehead was covered with fine sweat, the tips of his ears were red, his face was red, and even the corners of his eyes were red.

The tightly pursed lips finally let out a sound...

Then Shang Yuxian realized that he didn't know when it started, but he unknowingly let go of the arm that was holding him, and slightly supported his upper body.

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Realizing this, he instinctively tightened his body, but when San Lang rubbed the essential oil back, he relaxed softly.

Panting helplessly.

The voice is extremely weak, but it is provocative. Under the fingers of the young man, the scenery is very moving.

San Lang's fingers are very long.

It is said that a man with long fingers and big hands... Mmm.

The young man's fingers are delicate and gentle, big and powerful, but his movements are extremely careful and gentle, with an indescribable sense of security and touch.

Driven by the cool essential oils in his hands, he quickly heated up. His previously cold body gradually warmed up, and Shang Yuxian began to sweat slightly.

Shen Lang suddenly leaned down, leaned close to his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Is it comfortable?"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Before he could answer, those hands had already landed on his shoulders, with slightly stronger strength, kneading the position where his lover often suffers from frozen shoulders.

The distance between the two was extremely close, and Shen Lang's breath seemed to come from above. His hands went down, using a little more strength than the previous sweeping and fine swinging, kneading and pushing down from the cervical spine, and slowly separated his hands, sliding them to the On both sides, he suddenly tightened his waist, pushing up along the ribs...

The sudden violence made him unable to adapt for a while.

Shang Yuxian groaned, and subconsciously wanted to stop it, but his voice was completely disobedient.

so comfy.

He gasped, grabbing the pillow with his hands.

Repeated several times, just when he got used to it, the hands were light again, softly and slowly, touching the bottom of his ear lightly.

Shang Yuxian calmed down: "It's over?"

Shen Lang chuckled lightly: "It's still early."

As soon as the words fell, those gentle and fragrant hands accelerated the speed of kneading and pushing, from all the way up to his neck, down, down, down...

Considerable force.

The essential oil started to heat up, getting hotter.

Shang Yuxian was unprepared, trembling like an electric shock, panting shortly, biting his lips impatiently, feeling like his heart was about to jump out, and wanted to say "don't do it", but he was already too soft to speak, his body was Tell yourself honestly, he's dying of comfort.

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, he knew that Shen Lang had reached the end of the bed.

Those hands held his feet, as if a little boy carefully opened his Christmas present, and the young man slowly lifted off the nightgown that covered the man's body.

Shang Yuxian was startled: "Hello..."

Rub his ankles and work your way up slowly.

Shang Yuxian's calf was a little swollen.

San Lang felt a little distressed, and kneaded him gently.

The gentle touch relieved him from fatigue, and the pleasant aroma of essential oils filled his nose.

Recently, Shang Yuxian often stayed up late, and Shang Yuxian's ankles and legs were really sore. Just when he was about to fall asleep comfortably, he suddenly felt that his hands were moving up little by little...

Instinctively opened his eyes, but the young man's hand rubbed back to his ankle as if playing tricks on him, then slowly went up and down again...

Damn stuff.

Shang Yuxian hoarsely said: "Don't go too far."

"Do you want to go too far?" Peach Blossom eyes curved, "Sorry sir, we are regular massage."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

There is a feeling of being over-charged, and the breathing becomes more and more urgent.

Gently and slowly, with warm essence, the hands rub and push upwards, repeatedly.

The numbness immediately turned into trembling, and the body slowly curled up like an electric shock...

Seeing him panting, when he was rubbing upwards again, he suddenly flipped his hands, slightly increased the finger force, covered his hot palms, and he was shaking so badly, those hands went up, up...

Without any warning, as if he had been electrocuted, his body trembled, and he muttered tremblingly: "...that's all..."

The essential oil was burning, and it went straight into the waist.

The body that was slightly curled up suddenly stretched out, completely relaxed.

Feeling that he has been completely defeated, his body is limp on the bed, he has long been hardened to breathe, his brain is hypoxic, and he is in a trance. Vaguely aware that this weird and fiery feeling was extremely strange, the sheets were already wet with his sweat.

He hummed softly, begging a little, "I don't want to do it."

As Shang Yuxian said, he tried hard to support his body with his arms, but his wrist was at his side and was gently held by the other party.

San Lang leaned forward slightly, knelt on the edge of the bed with one leg, and leaned over to support the bed with one arm over his back.

"This is a gift from me."

"..."

Shang Yuxian got down again.

Burning hands, slowly and slowly, circularly kneading, stroking, repeatedly, thirteen times, each time intentionally or unintentionally, provocatively gliding over a certain place, just touching it slightly, sweeping with fingertips in an instant, It's like it's unintentional, but it makes him tremble every time he touches it.

His face was so hot that he didn't know how to remind him, he didn't know what to do, this feeling was terrible, a stream of warm water exploded and splashed, he shamefully wanted the young man to stop teasing him, or not to do this... Gently...teasing him...

Touching him again, he shuddered and couldn't help but hum, the voice was lingering and pathetic, even the man himself couldn't believe it, the voice was actually made by himself.

With just such a sound, it seemed that Shen Lang had achieved his goal.

The hands that drove him crazy grabbed his shoulders and slowly guided him to turn over.

Shang Yuxian shook his head.

He shyly refused, burying his head under the pillow.

Shen Lang smiled, and suddenly blew into his ear: "Big darling, I learned it specially for you, how can I only do half of it?"

Shang Yuxian's body was too hot, and the young man's breath was too cool, he trembled all over and hid in shame, but he grabbed his arm, lifted it easily, and turned it over carefully.

He stared at him with red eyes, and every time he was touched by his fingertips, he trembled slightly, and his body heaved violently as he gasped for breath.

It's just a light touch, how sensitive he is, his body undergoes a moving change between his lover's fingers, and quickly turns into a love pink, which makes the young man can't help but exert a little force, and his fingertips leave a mark on his body. A series of red finger marks.

The hands rubbed down from the bottom of his ears for the last time, and did not go up repeatedly...

down.

down.

Under the heat and slipperyness of the essential oil, those soft and strong hands moved slowly and carefully, but firmly and forcefully...

Want to escape, want to call.

Shang Yuxian opened his lips, his willpower was completely wiped out.

He bit his lip tightly, his chest was heaving rapidly, he seemed to be more nervous than before, and he grabbed the bed sheet impatiently.

Gently and forcefully, those hands stroked him lightly, then slowly moved down and touched him.

"do not……"

Shang Yuxian almost convulsed.

The hot palm soaked in essential oils passed by him at an extremely fast speed, and then swayed back, and the thin fingertips touched there again and again with precision.

Shang Yuxian struggled to sit up: "Enough, Shen Lang."

But he clasped both wrists one after another, and he also suppressed the restless legs.

Turning hands to love, covering hands to pamper, two pairs of delicate and slender hands, after his physical changes, began to rub and love non-stop, neither light nor heavy, neither sick nor slow.

Shen Lang chuckled lightly: "Mr. Shang, do you need any special service?"

"!"

How can she stand up to his teasing?

Shang Yuxian was dizzy for a moment.

His hot body was trembling, and his body seemed to be pulled upward by a force. He stretched out his arms and wrapped them around the young man's hands to prevent him from moving. He shook his head with red eyes, but at his indistinct provocation Under the circumstances, he was brought into a faint again.

Shen Lang breathed heavily into his ears: "Follow the principle of three times, and the essential oil will evaporate to the extreme."

The white robe lightly flicked, and slowly fell down, covering the two people's overlapping bodies, and he leaned over to cover them.

There was no room for him to struggle.

Lips touched and kissed his lips, and his chest was pressed against his, making Shang Yuxian's cheeks burn.

"There is a third time."

"San Lang..."

"I help me too?"

"..."

Shang Yuxian couldn't lift his arms at all.

The young man's hot hand was like fire, holding him, and the other hand intertwined with the man's fingers.

A sense of collapse hit the sparks.

The man was embraced by the young man, and his breathing was infinitely enlarged, turning into a collapsed world.

Well, massage play, academic success.

Two hands make the lover faint.

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