licked a small tit

In the log-style bedroom, all the sounds with a damp atmosphere have been slowed down, from heavy to light.

The two on the bed maintained their final posture as if they had just been fished out of the water, officially entering the sage time.

Wiping sweat off the young man's greasy shoulders, Bo Ye was still pressing on him, idly not wanting to move.

Touching Tang Zhi's hand and holding it, the man's voice was hoarse: "Candi, you have changed, and your routine is getting deeper and deeper..."

Before rolling on this bed, he was still very angry, wishing to grab the boy and press his legs and spank his buttocks; after rolling on this bed, he was almost out of breath, so naturally he couldn't get angry.

Seeing that he was calming down, Tang Zhi pursed his lips and smiled while looking at the ceiling. The purple shirt was still pressed down on his waist, and the sleeves were still hanging on his arms.

"Now explain to me, why didn't you tell me about such a big event? Did you treat me as an outsider?" Bo Ye grabbed his hand and played with it, and when he talked about it again, he calmed down a lot, "Why do you tell me when you have difficulties?" I push away? I'm going to be sad."

Caressing the texture of the man's sweat-drenched back with one hand, Tang Zhi tilted his head. There were many reasons, and he couldn't tell what was causing the trouble, but he still tried to express: "If I told you from the beginning, you would put I'll take it away and keep it by my side all the time, right?"

Lying sideways on the boy's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, Bo Ye did not speak, which was equivalent to acquiescing.

"Everyone has to bear the consequences of their own choices. Living alone, having no money, and no place to live, these are the consequences that I have to bear. I can't do it after abandoning my family and still be supported by you with peace of mind." Tang Zhi seriously Said: "I want to try to see how far I can go by myself."

"What is raising? I didn't treat you like a canary." Bo Ye frowned, and looked up at him, "Isn't it natural to raise one's own wife?"

Patting one side of the man's cheek, Tang Zhi quickly explained: "That's what it means, you understand."

Going back to bed again, Bo Ye concluded in one sentence: "If you don't want to accept my help, just say so."

Holding his head and kissing him, Tang Zhi tried his best to please him: "I've already figured it out. After school starts, I can always find a way to make money and get a scholarship. I can live a good life by myself, and at that time... You don't need to hide when you meet, we can fall in love normally, isn't it great?"

"It's not very good." Bo Ye rubbed against his chest, as if shaking his head, looking as if he couldn't get better, "You don't tell me anything, I'm very sad."

"I was wrong about Bo Ye." Tang Zhi tilted his head to look at him, and poked one side of his cheek, "It won't happen in the future, don't be sad, okay?"

Bo Ye brought his hand to his lips to kiss, there were still marks of burns on it, he said: "Why do you want to be yourself like this? You don't love me, but I do."

Helpless, Tang Zhi had no choice but to apologize to him over and over again.

"I'm actually very happy to be found by you." The young man whispered, "Although it sounds weak, the feeling of not having to fight against the world alone is really good and reassuring." Biting the man's ear, he said to him : "Thank you, Bo Ye."

Bo Ye blushed and turned into water under the tenderness of the young man.

After thinking about it, he said honestly, "Actually, I have something that I didn't make clear."

"Well, tell me." Tang Zhi smiled, and the red tear mole made his expression especially gentle.

Bo Ye propped himself up and leaned close to his cheek: "The reason I came to Japan is actually..."

As the man explained bit by bit, Tang Zhi's smile gradually disappeared.

After explaining, Bo Ye finally concluded: "That's the way it is, your grandpa should have a lot of opinions on me."

Raising one eyebrow, Tang Zhi's small face looked indifferent: "So you didn't come with the group to be an interpreter?"

He was keenly aware of the change in the atmosphere, and the change seemed not so good.

Bo Ye thought for a while and said cautiously: "Actually, being an interpreter is also part of my job."

In the next second, the whole person was pushed aside by the boy.

Under Bo Ye's "fucking" eyes, Tang Zhi sat up, pulled on his purple shirt, remained expressionless the whole time, and never looked at him again.

"Baby." Bo Ye stretched out his hand to pull him, and softened his tone, "Don't be like this..."

Raising his hand to avoid his hand, Tang Zhi glanced at him coldly: "Bo Ye, I'm only clarifying such an important matter now, are you treating me as an outsider?"

"Why don't you ask me for help when you are clearly in trouble?"

"I'm sorry you don't tell me anything like this."

Bo Ye: "..."

The way of heaven is reincarnation, who can the sky bypass.

In mid-January, a week-long Ukiyo-e master exhibition is being held in an exhibition hall in Roppongi, Tokyo.

It is said that the treasures exhibited this time are the lifelong collection of an ukiyo-e lover. These authentic works are hard to find in Japan, and this is the first time that they are exhibited in Japan.

Such a rare exhibition has attracted a group of ukiyo-e lovers. When Kazuki Yamamoto entered with a cane, many people had already visited the various exhibition areas.

The staff led him to the second floor.

Along the way, passing by the authentic works that are difficult to see, the old man's eyes leaked a trace of lingering.

He stopped in front of a painting, admired it for a while and asked, "Can I make an appointment with that collector later?"

The staff smiled politely: "The collector who provided the exhibits made it clear that he has never seen any guests."

The old man showed a look of regret.

Arriving at a secluded reception area on the second floor, there was already a tall and straight young man waiting there.

Hearing the movement, the young man turned around, and when he saw Kazuki Yamamoto, he showed a very faint smile.

"Mr. Yamamoto, hello."

Kazuki Yamamoto stared at him for a few seconds, the man in front of him was no longer the usual rigid and shy image, after removing his glasses, he really looked like a dragon and a phoenix among men.Wariness flashed across his face, and he didn't shake the hand extended by the other party: "I thought the person I was meeting was Mr. Xu."

"I asked him to meet you." Bo Ye smiled and called out cheekily: "Grandpa."

Kazuki Yamamoto's face sank, he shook his hand on crutches, and then walked around him to the sofa in the reception area, without looking at him straightly: "What are you? Who allowed you to be called Grandpa?"

Bo Ye put down his hands, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and after Kazuki Yamamoto was seated, he sat down on the sofa opposite him.

Kazuki Yamamoto turned his head to look out of the glass window, with his hands on his crutches, as if he didn't intend to talk to the person opposite.

"Grandpa." Bo Ye leaned over to pour tea into the purple sand cup in front of him, and said, "Are you really not thinking about Shen Yuan anymore? I almost gave Shen Yuan to the Yamamoto group, don't you want it?"

"I never do business with people who have no integrity." Kazuki Yamamoto raised his head proudly, and looked sideways at the opposite side, "Mr. Bei, how much integrity do you think you have left with me after hiding from me for so long. "

Bo Ye sighed: "Grandpa, me too..."

"Don't call me grandpa anymore! You skinless and faceless thing!" Kazuki Yamamoto couldn't bear it anymore, he slammed down his crutches, his face was flushed with anger, but his face was unexpectedly flushed, "What qualifications do you have?" call me!"

He coughed lightly, fearing that the old man would have a heart attack, and Bo Ye changed his words: "Mr. Yamamoto, if I don't pretend, I believe I won't even be able to see your face. You see, there is a buffer period to get acquainted with each other. Now How nice to sit down and chat calmly."

There is no calm Yamamoto Kazuki: "What do you want to talk about?"

Bo Ye didn't talk nonsense, and said, "Please give me Tang Zhi."

Looking at him, Kazuki Yamamoto said: "Aren't you already together? What are you asking for my opinion?"

When he thought of his grandson abandoning his family for the man in front of him, the old man couldn't like him from the bottom of his heart.

"Tang Zhi hopes that this relationship will be blessed by his family, especially yours." Bo Ye said with a light smile, "Otherwise, even if we are together, he will always suffer from guilt."

Kazuki Yamamoto smiled sarcastically: "Please tell Mrs. Yamamoto that the descendants of the Yamamoto family can afford to let it go. Now that you have made a choice, stop harboring such useless emotions as guilt."

Facing the old man with such a tough attitude, Bo Ye wiped his face and felt that he was about to kneel down to him: "Excuse me, how can you accept me?"

"impossible."

Kazuki Yamamoto glanced at the time, and it took less than 5 minutes to solve the unpleasant young man in front of him.

He supported his crutches and got up, and said seriously: "I will never interfere in your affairs again, and don't bother me in the future."

After telling, the old man walked towards the stairs.

"One billion." Bo Ye gritted his teeth and stood up: "Mr. Yamamoto, Shen Yuan made a profit of one billion, can you reconsider my relationship with Tang Zhi?"

When he said this, he felt guilty, and he would probably be beaten to death by Bo Anliang.

Kazuki Yamamoto didn't stop: "You want me to sell my grandson for one billion, you are so naive young man."

"All the exhibits here belong to you." Bo Ye struggled a little discouraged.

Originally, he had no hope, but when he said this, Kazuki Yamamoto in front of him stopped.

Bo Ye's eyes lit up, and he cautiously probed: "If you like...you can take whatever you want."

Kazuki Yamamoto remained still for a full minute, then he turned around and looked at Bo Ye with a cold look: "Every picture is okay?"

China----

Mr. Bo was very energetic today. He invited a senior professor from the Sino-Japanese Institute of Fudai University to visit his home.

The two walked between the corridors of the Bo family's mansion, and the senior professor praised: "I have long heard that Master Bo is an expert in ukiyo-e collections. Many authentic works have not been found in Japan. I am really honored to be able to appreciate them today."

"No, Professor Chen, you are being polite." Mr. Bo waved his hand with a self-effacing expression on his face, "I just searched for it out of interest. I need you to appreciate it. .”

The two carried each other all the way to the separate collection room, and Master Bo laughed loudly all the way.

The aunt at home helped open the door and pushed it open.

The two walked in the door humbly with each other, but when they looked up at the same time, Professor Chen's expression was startled, and Master Bo's brain was congested and dizzy.

I saw that in the collection room in Bailaiping, the shelves and cabinets were empty, leaving only a few framed frames hanging on the wall.

Professor Chen glanced at Master Bo, puzzled.

Master Bo held on to the door and pointed to the room with shaking fingers: "What...what's going on...what the hell is going on! Ah?! Where are my hundreds of paintings?!"

Auntie leaned over to look at the collection room inexplicably, and then patted her head: "Oh! I remembered, Mr. Bo brought a truck the day before yesterday to transport away all the paintings. It seems that he brought them to an exhibition."

Master Bo almost lost his breath, he used all his strength to yell at the empty room: "Bo Anliang!!!"

At the same time, Zhongshan South Road———

Bo Anliang sneezed in the office. He sat on the sofa, moved a little to the side with his knees, and pressed against Xu Ke, with a disturbed expression: "Honey, what do you think my dad will do if he finds out?"

Xu Ke embraced him domineeringly, and pressed his head on his shoulder: "It's nothing more than being whipped. I'll take you to the best hospital."

"..." Bo Anliang pursed his lips tightly, his tall body huddled on the sofa inexplicably like a quail, and after a while he said, "My wife, I'm very flustered..."

"Baby is fine." Xu Ke calmed down.

"Tell me, does it really work to bribe Mr. Yamamoto with paintings?"

Xu Ke is very confident: "What Candi said will definitely work. Don't worry, young people can handle it."

Bo Anliang thought of another thing, and worried: "If this thing comes true, I won't be able to see Yamamoto Hiiragi from time to time?" He rolled his eyes angrily: "It's annoying to think about it."

Xu Ke said with a smile: "Abduction of his son, we made money."

Roppongi, Tokyo———

Kazuki Yamamoto walked out of the exhibition hall with a hint of imperceptible joy on his face.

Mr. Kobayashi walked out after handling the transfer procedures of the paintings.

Outside, the clear winter sky is whitened by the sun, and the floating clouds are shallow and light, like the lines of the sky.

"Master." Looking at the sky in the distance, Mr. Xiao Lin exhaled refreshedly, and said with a smile, "Today is really an unexpected harvest."

Kazuki Yamamoto coughed lightly, his face straightened, his white beard raised majestically.

Mr. Xiao Lin carried the folder behind his back, and said flatteringly: "Compared with the elders, young people are still a little tender. If the master let go of the young master and the others to go home a few days ago, I am afraid that there will be no such thing as today. Bar."

Kazuki Yamamoto was noncommittal.

"So, what do you think of that boy Bo Ye now?" Mr. Xiao Lin turned his face to look at him, "Is it approved?"

"Hmph! It's too early to admit it." Kazuki Yamamoto looked back at the second floor with a look of disgust, "It's disgusting to look at."

Mr. Xiao Lin: "But he really took great pains for the young master."

Kazuki Yamamoto walked down the steps: "That's because my grandson is excellent." With his back to Mr. Kobayashi, he instructed: "Invite the sashimi master to your home to prepare dinner early. Although it is annoying, you must not lose the etiquette of hospitality."

"Do you want to invite the eldest and young master's family?"

Kazuki Yamamoto waved his hand indifferently: "It's about a few more pairs of bowls and chopsticks."

Under the clear winter sky, Mr. Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes with a smile, showing a bit of a fox look on his face.

After meeting the parents at Yamamoto's house, Bo Ye took Tang Zhi back to China the next day, impatient and impatient.

The two entered the Bo family's mansion, only to see a miserable scene of Bo Anliang slumped on the sofa with an ice pack on his face.

Without caring about his father first, Bo Ye asked Xu Ke: "Where's grandpa?"

Xu Ke helped Bo Anliang change an ice pack, and said calmly, "I flew to Japan early in the morning."

Bo Ye and Tang Zhi looked at each other, feeling faintly uncomfortable.

In the reception room of Yamamoto's main house, Kazuki Yamamoto was sitting on the tatami, with a rare look of bewilderment on his face.

Looking across at the old man lying on the ground in a big character shape like touching porcelain on the street, he said: "Mr. Bo, please get up first, we have something to discuss."

The two old men are decent people, but at this moment, Mr. Bo made the atmosphere very awkward.

Master Bo lay on the tatami, glanced at him lazily, and said in unproficient Japanese: "If you don't return the painting to me, I will stay here forever."

Kazuki Yamamoto was in a dilemma, and he also couldn't let go of the love in his heart, but he couldn't really let him stay here, so he said: "In this way, let's play a game of Go. If you win, return the painting...half, if you lose, please return it to me." go back."

Master Bo rolled his eyes, stood up with an old bone in his arms, "I'm looking at starfish."

Thus, the annual Go appointment between Master Bo and Master Yamamoto started from this year.

One period and one meeting, a rare side, should be cherished by the world.