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

"Feeling better?"

After some intimacy, the two men cuddled tightly, and Shen Lang pulled his lover into his arms.

"fine……"

Maybe it was too tired, Shang Yuxian didn't even have the strength to turn over, just now he was like a flat boat facing the tsunami, now he feels like duckweed on the water, floating in the waves after the ebb tide.

The young man pressed close to him, and hugged the man's scorching body vigorously. The two didn't talk too much, but they seemed to be getting closer in the residual warmth.

Shen Lang stroked his lover's back slowly, rubbing up and down again and again.

At this time, Shang Yuxian has returned to the previous calmness, but looking closely, there seems to be a little more attachment and obedience in that calmness and indifference.

The middle-aged man has never had such an experience. Afterwards, he is inseparable from his lover's body, cuddling affectionately and dazzledly, enjoying the comfort of his lover. In the sense of satisfaction and tranquility, he is as lazy as a cat. Close your eyes.

When Shen Lang went down to drink water, he hung out for a while, his arms were icy cold, and when he hugged him, Shang Yuxian complained tremblingly, but did not avoid him, and heard the young man coaxing softly in his ear, " Go take a shower, how can you not eat at night."

He wanted him for too long, his lover was so painful, tenderness was only at the beginning, and later in Shang Yuxian's gradual adaptation and changes, he lost control, and he didn't know if it hurt or not.

Lying limply on the bed, Shang Yuxian fell into a short slumber.

San Lang came out of the bathroom, sat on the edge of the bed looking at his sleeping face through the dim light, and then wiped his body with a warm wet towel.

Hearing his lover humming not remembering, San Lang simply went to bed and continued to hug him.It is very comfortable to embrace and fall asleep with your lover. Often the young man stretches out his arms to hug him, and let his lover's head rest on his shoulder. When he wakes up, his arms are numb from the pillow; sometimes his waist is hooked and his legs are wrapped , no matter what, they are always stuck together tightly.

For the first time, the 25-year-old young man was immersed in this aftertaste of joy. Without any sleepiness, he glanced out of the window with half-drawn curtains.

It was almost nine o'clock, and it took more than two hours to toss.

Shang Yuxian slept for a while, and when he woke up, the two were still hugging each other tightly. Shen Lang noticed a little movement in him, and felt his lover's hand stroking his waist.

"Are you hungry?"

Shen Lang asked softly, and lightly grabbed Shang Yuxian's hand, he couldn't let him tease him anymore, glanced at the clock on the bedside table, picked up the half-full thermos cup to feed his lover water.

"I'll cook something for you," said San Lang.

"Don't bother." Shang Yuxian's voice became hoarse, "Order takeaway, eat some blood."

"I called just now, and the farmhouse that I asked to deliver the food before will not deliver it at night."

Looking out from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the moon hangs obliquely on the treetops, and the courtyard is peaceful and quiet.

In the afternoon, not long after the two came here, although the light rain stopped, it was still a bit cloudy and foggy. At this time, the night sky was like washing, the moonlight was shining, and there was a spring rain and a warm one. The air was fresh and it didn't feel cold.

"This courtyard is really well built, you should come and have a look."

San Lang got up from the bed, picked up his lover's nightgown that was hanging on the chair and wrapped it up, and opened the curtains with a bang, and opened the windows a little.

In an instant, cool air flooded into the bedroom, and the sultry smell of the spring night quickly dissipated.

"I chose the blueprints myself, and supervised the construction for a while. Of course, it was well repaired."

The naked Shang Yuxian didn't want to get out of the quilt, and the silk quilt covered his body, leaning lazily on the head of the bed, looking towards the window.

"It's only nine o'clock."

Opening the window to change the air, Shen Lang went back to sit next to Shang Yuxian, looked at the person he loved so much, couldn't help stretching out an arm to wrap his arms around him, and leaned forward to kiss the corner of his eyes and eyebrows.

Tonight, the feeling of the young man must be as hard to calm down as himself. Shang Yuxian opened his mouth to accept the wet long kiss of his lover, but his burning body was still hard to hold, and gradually became hot again under the caress of his lover.

Feeling that he couldn't help himself, Shang Yuxian couldn't help holding his breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Isn't it cooking?"

San Lang teased the tip of his tongue: "Want to eat my cooking?"

Shang Yuxian answered him vaguely: "Yes, a man who likes to cook is the most handsome man in the world."

The young man leaned over to kiss his neck: "I think the most handsome man in the world is the one who likes to eat my cooking."

The man's neck was raised for him: "That is to say, we are fortunate to be able to appreciate the most handsome man in the world every day?"

"It's worth celebrating, wait for me in bed."

San Lang held his lover's chin and kissed him heavily, got up and walked towards the door.

The old couple had already gone to bed, and the kitchen was at the other end of the corridor on the first floor.

San Lang pushed open the door and walked around the kitchen. He saw rice and vegetables, and there was a little lean meat in the refrigerator. For the sake of his wife's health, he could cook porridge, but he found that the gas tank was used under the stove.

The young man frowned in protest, thinking of his mother who had never even seen the body.

After returning from the kitchen, Shang Yuxian was leaning on the bed and listening to messages on WeChat. He had already put on his pajamas, and he was a little surprised to see Shen Lang: "What's wrong?"

Shen Lang smiled and said, "Let's go out to eat, and have a strategic night date?"

Shang Yuxian half-joked: "Aren't you the most handsome man?"

Shen Lang was still smiling: "Yeah, handsome for only 2 minutes, there is no gas pipeline here, who would use a gas tank?"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

The man's expression changed slightly, he quickly put down the phone he was typing on, sat up straight, and opened his arms to the young man.

San Lang walked forward slowly, letting his older lover hug him, feeling the warm palm of the other party caressing his back, watching him staring at him softly and worriedly.

"Reminds you of something sad."

"The past is the past."

For young people, the talent in front of them at this moment is the most important and most cherished.

How many times did Shang Yuxian want to ask him personally, what kind of mood was he in when he was so young, and how did he live these years?Every time he thinks of this, he will feel distressed, and every time the words come out of his mouth, he will lose his shape:

"Okay, I'll get up, let's go out on a date."

"Then hurry up, I don't know if the courtyard door is locked."

San Lang casually put on the sweater and jeans, took a sip of beer from the small refrigerator in the living room, walked to the window and looked at the courtyard outside.

After a while, Shang Yuxian changed into a casual suit, and his hair was pulled up messily.

"At this time, which restaurant is still open?"

"There is a steak shop not far across the street, which is open until the early hours of the morning."

The two closed the door and walked out, talking quietly in the corridor.

"Western food?" The young man held his hand, and the two walked out of the gate and down the steps, "I have a Chinese stomach."

"I have a little friendship with the boss. If there is time, I can ask him to get some freshly caught abalone tomorrow morning—his son runs a barbecue restaurant by the sea, and I can bring some back to my grandfather."

Under the courtyard lamp, Shen Lang suddenly stopped, raised his hand to straighten Shang Yuxian's collar, and then stared at him slightly with lowered eyes.Shang Yuxian took a step in front of him and took his cold hand.

The young man lowered his head, resting his forehead on his shoulder.

Shang Yuxian smiled and patted him on the back: "What's wrong."

Shen Lang put his arms around his waist, rubbing his lips against the corners of his eyes back and forth, and the young man's voice was hoarse in the quiet night: "Shang Yuxian, you have done so much for me, I always feel that I owe you, but I can't help but say 'Thank you', really can't figure out how to..."

"Don't think about that," Shang Yuxian's nose swept across the young man's chin: "Then you will always be in debt, and never forget me."

At that moment, Shen Lang's heartbeat accelerated, and the blood in his whole body rushed to the top of his head. How could such a lover not make him fall in love with madness.

It really is a strategic rebellion.

After the old couple fell asleep, the yard was locked.

"Let's go." San Lang took his hand and observed under the courtyard wall.

Shang Yuxian shrank his hands, "You are..."

Shen Lang: "Huh? Over the wall, didn't you do this when you were young?"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

The wall next to the metal gate was not high, and San Lang easily jumped up, and stood up with his arms.

San Lang hid on the top of the wall, stretched out his arm towards him: "Come."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

It was the first time for a middle-aged man to climb over the wall, and it was the wall of his own yard. Although he was not very skilled, his physique was not bad. With the help of the young student, he climbed up the wall and watched the young man jump down.

In the sultry moonlight, San Lang stood lightly outside the wall, looking up at his extremely prosperous face, and opened his arms to him.

After Shang Yuxian called the owner of the steak shop to reserve a seat, he went to the restaurant with San Lang.

There are not many customers who make dinner appointments late at night on Saturdays, and almost all of them are staying in hot spring hotels. Those small family-style hotels already have their own restaurants, so the business of restaurants outside is not very good.

The two men were ushered to the table by the window that had been prepared for them in advance. Shang Yuxian and Shen Lang said hello, and then went to chat with the boss for a while.

It was too dark to see anything outside the window.

The big glass is like a mirror, and only the distant lover reflected on it can be seen.

Shen Lang thought of his lover who had been admiring the night view from the car window in the co-pilot when the two were still in love, what he was looking at at that time is no longer known.

The suburbs are not like the restaurants in the city, every time Shen Lang and Shang Yuxian eat outside, if it is not a private room, Shen Lang will always be guilty and vigilant to search around for reporters or people he knows.

When I didn't make it public before, I could excuse my seniors and juniors, and go out to do errands with my boss to perfunctory. Now I am always afraid that the relationship between the two will cause trouble or trouble to my lover.

In fact, San Lang is not worried about himself at all, and he has no social status, even if he is pointed at by others, it doesn't matter, at most, it won't hurt or itch after two days of hot searches.He has always been worried about Shang Yuxian, afraid that his lover's special status will be gossiped by others. In Shen Lang's heart, his lover is so good and close to perfection, how can there be such a so-called taint of homosexuality?

But his lover didn't seem to think so. From the very beginning, Shang Yuxian never shy away from the relationship between the two.

It is really confusing, the impulsive and enthusiastic young man is extremely reserved outside, while the cautious and restrained Shang Yuxian, on the contrary, wishes that the whole world would know the relationship between the two, even kissing his lover on the street is equivalent to going out. out of the cabinet.

Thinking of this, San Lang looked away from the window, and saw Shang Yuxian sitting gracefully across the dining table, staring at himself with a smile on his face.

The waiter came to inquire about the food order. Shang Yuxian ordered a light vegetarian platter, salad and fruit, and ordered a special steak set meal and white wine for San Lang.

"Please ask the boss's son to go out to sea tomorrow and bring back some abalone and scallops. How do you like to eat them?"

"You can't do it with oil, steam it, you can eat some." Shen Lang said, he started looking at his phone as soon as he came in, and never dialed out the number.

Shang Yuxian asked: "Are you worried about Grandpa?"

"It's not really worrying," Shen Lang shook his head helplessly and smiled, "I know there's nothing wrong, and there are neighbors in the neighborhood to help take care of me, but I just can't let it go."

Shang Yuxian said: "Then make a phone call and report to each other that they are safe."

Holding the wine glass, San Lang muttered in a low voice: "The stinky old man wants to say that we are a bitch again, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, it's okay to be free..."

"He just feels guilty for thinking about his grandson all the time," Shang Yuxian said, and took out his mobile phone to dial, "I'll call."

Without giving the young man a chance to stop him, the phone was connected soon, and the old man's hoarse voice came out.

Shang Yuxian chatted with him for a while, explained the situation of the two of them on vacation, and asked the old man what kind of seafood he would like to eat. There are friends here who salvage at sea, and they coaxed grandpa into a happy mood. You can hear the old man's spirit The head is still full.

After hanging up the phone, San Lang rubbed his forehead with a smile.

The waiter came over to refill the wine once, and soon the food was served.

The stomachs of the two men should indeed be hungry.

Shen Lang watched Shang Yuxian's movements when he was eating. His posture with the knife and fork was very authentic and elegant.

"Honey, it smells so good."

The corners of Shen Lang's lips curled into an inadvertent teasing smile.

Shang Yuxian didn't focus on the delicious food, he could hear what Shen Lang meant, he lowered his eyes and pretended not to hear, and recalled the scene on the bed just now.

That feeling is really indescribable. Before today, middle-aged men still don't understand why most of their male friends who are the same age as them are obsessed with "sex", such as Li Weiyang and Tang Tianze.

Seeing that his lover pretended to be calm on the surface, but his handsome face gradually turned red, the young man was satisfied.

It was 10:30 after the meal, and both of them couldn't drink enough. They drank a bottle of white wine, which was not high enough to be drunk.

Come out of the restaurant and walk towards the villa under the moonlight.

Holding the lover's hand along the way, the two tacitly neither spoke.

The pace of returning home is much faster than going to the restaurant.

After climbing over the wall and entering the courtyard, Shen Lang dragged Shang Yuxian to the small building quickly.

The two walked through the front yard of the villa, passed the corridor, opened the door, and turned their hands around the door. Two men hugged each other and bumped against the door.The young man hugged his lover tightly, and begged "Baby, baby" in his ear, and then he felt Shang Yuxian's response. The young man seemed to have received some kind of amnesty, and he almost hugged his lover halfway, resisting Kissing on the wall.

A middle-aged man has never let go so much. After being with a young man, he experienced the kind of endless longing, being possessed, being loved, wrapped his arms around his neck, and was unconsciously carried into the bedroom by him , could only bury her face in his neck and whisper softly, not knowing whether it was begging for mercy or wanting to.

Clouds and rains, the moonlight is sultry.

On the way from the entrance to the bedroom, the two of them lost their clothes all over the place.

"So sad……"

After hearing this, Shen Lang involuntarily stopped his movements.

The thin waist and back covered the man's well-proportioned white body.

San Lang rubbed his sweaty forehead distressedly, lowered his waist with his lover in his arms, and observed Shang Yuxian's face more closely.

Through the dim and warm light from the small wall lamp, I can see that the corners of the lover's slender eyes are red, and the lips are trembling slightly, as if crying.

I heard Shang Yuxian murmuring in a low voice: "It's so uncomfortable...San Lang..." The back of the young man was pinched by his nails, and he felt his lover trembling slightly, obviously on the verge of happiness peak.

Why do you feel "uncomfortable" at this time?

Shen Lang leaned over and gasped: "Is it really uncomfortable?"

The scorching breath in his ears made Shang Yuxian's whole body stiffen, and he let out a suppressed muffled murmur with blurred eyes: "I can't do it..."

"Sam Lang."

"Sam Lang."

"Sam Lang."

"San Lang..."

"What?" San Lang leaned over and laughed in a low voice, he even laughed aloud, leaning into his lover's ear and whispered, "Baby, what do you call me, huh?"

The blooming flower that was close to the heart was too scorching, as if looking at it for just one more minute would make the young man's whole body explode.

When he reached the limit of the juncture, he was still patiently sculpting, kissing the trembling lover in his arms carefully, and coaxing him in a hoarse voice: "Say, what are you calling me?"

Shang Yuxian's whole body was flushed as if boiling, and he hugged him tightly, feeling that the volcano in his body was erupting loudly, and the blood began to flow back like magma, "San Lang, San Lang," the voice sounded like pain, It seemed to be begging again, the lips tremblingly stuck to the bottom of the young man's ear, and finally squeezed out a trembling whisper from his throat, "Husband..." His voice gradually became hoarse, and it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to breathe in a low voice.

The young man smiled and asked him to yell again, but he choked up and refused, which made him tease him more and more wantonly.

The older man is like a small boat, enduring the violent wind and waves brought to him by his little lover.

This is a behavior that young people have never had before. When they were young, as long as they got into bed, they would do it slowly, mechanically, and with a certain purpose. There was never any verbal teasing, let alone bed teasing thoughts.

I don't know if he has matured, but for the first time, the tentacles of male love have sensed the physical and mental harmony between himself and his lover. The young man instantly understands the beauty of "sex" without a teacher, and is full of confidence and energy about it, making him The lovers who were closely connected under him boiled and burned.

What is even more different from when he was a teenager is that the 25-year-old youth no longer pays attention to his own feelings, relatively speaking, he puts more attention on his lover.

So he has been trying desperately to control himself, and is more awake in bed than his rational lover.

The older lover is restrained, calm and arrogant.

At this time, he was lying under him in an attitude of absolute surrender, without a trace of pride and reserve in the love of the young man.

The peach blossom eyes are full of deep affection, which makes the powerful lover become vivid and attractive little by little. Pay attention to his various reactions, postures, voices, and expressions under him, and feel that he is fully accepting himself and listening to his lover. Begging him softly, watching him being beaten to death by himself, this is more joyful and satisfying to the young man than the bed itself.

Not a young boy who knows nothing about the world.

But this feeling is something the two men have never experienced before.

Shang Yuxian showed his attachment unsuspectingly, bearing him softly, appreciating the joy he brought him, how could he not make him love madly?

love him.

deeply in love.

——Great Charm.

Shen Lang lost his mind for a while, only feeling a heat in his waist: "..."

Damn, the lover is too flirtatious, it's just visually unbearable.

The two armies were fighting, and the fighting was in full swing. One side was ambushed and mutinied during the battle;

Seeing his lover lost his mind and let go of the checkpoint, San Lang suddenly leaned over and hugged him tightly, supporting him, hugging him tightly in the turmoil, getting tighter and tighter, "You are going to kill me... "The muffled groan covered his body, leaving deep tooth marks on his lover's neck, like a grand first embrace.

The corners of Shang Yuxian's eyes were red, and he was too dumb to speak.

After burning for two hours, Shen Lang lay on his body panting lowly, Shang Yuxian's body was sweating profusely, he raised his arms to hug him tightly, stroking the young man's back,

"Tired?"

Even though he was torn apart by his little lover, the man still comforted him dotingly and distressedly.

San Lang propped himself up and stared at him deeply.

Peach Blossom's eyes were full of evil spirits, domineering and cool, and the corner of the young man's lips curled up: "I want to die on you, and I will never say I am tired."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

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