Zhou Wei'an opened his eyes blankly, feeling his butt being held up, his legs spread apart, and He Songyang's fingers pressed against the closed gap between his strands. He heard He Songyang tsk: Didn't you expand?
Zhou Wei'an blinked his eyes and felt very ashamed of this action. He wanted to close his legs, and his eyes gradually became wet: You, you said you wanted to eat noodles, I thought...
He Songyang couldn't help laughing: You are too naive, are you? I spent such a big price, it's impossible that I just wanted you to cook.
Zhou Wei'an was stunned, and suddenly felt a stinging pain in his heart. He stopped talking, buried his head in the pillow, allowing He Songyang to slowly open the mouth of his vagina with his fingers.
If you cooperate with Ah, you shrink so tightly, how can you fuck it in a while?
He Songyang squeezed into Zhou Wei'an's hole with his fingers and opened the tender flesh at the hole. He felt that Zhou Wei'an took a few breaths and relaxed the acupoint in cooperation. The small mouth slowly opened, revealing the pink flesh inside.
He Songyang didn't know what he was thinking. If the place was not cleaned properly, it would definitely be unclean. But when he thought of Zhou Wei'an's face, he felt a strange impulse in his heart...
Zhou Wei'an felt a warm soft object reaching into his vagina. He was stunned for a moment and opened his eyes wide: He, Mr. He? His voice was trembling.
He Songyang did not answer him because the thing slowly licked the mouth of Zhou Wei'an's hole, and Zhou Wei'an's legs trembled: No, there... it's so dirty...
He Songyang licked the inside with his tongue before slowly retreating. There was a crystal liquid hanging on the hole, which looked like it made people feel appetite.
Zhou Wei'an's white thighs were all red in the inner side. He Songyang grabbed his legs and kissed the tender flesh on the side of his legs.
Zhou Wei'an covered his mouth, his eyes were filled with tears, and his desire was so hard that it was pressed against his lower abdomen, and he drew sticky marks.
He Songyang pulled his hand away and licked his lips: What? It's so good that I can't stand it anymore?
His voice was a little hoarse. Not only Zhou Wei'an, but he himself was tortured by desire. Zhou Wei'an...is really seductive...
Zhou Wei'an's hand was grabbed by He Songyang and pressed it behind his neck. He could only obediently hug He Songyang's neck and leaned against He Songyang's ear. He sobbed in a low voice: I will wash it clean next time...
He Songyang's heart was as if something was scratching, and itchy, he hugged Zhou Wei'an's thin back, kissed the side of his neck, and said vaguely: This is almost the same...
It was still very uncomfortable when the penis came in. Zhou Wei'an grabbed He Songyang's strong back muscles and breathed in pain. Half of them squeezed in. He almost bit his lips and bleeded.
He Songyang pressed his head and pressed him on his shoulder: If it hurts, bite me
After going in, Zhou Wei'an left a tooth mark on He Songyang's shoulder. He Songyang didn't care at all, and slowly pulled out half of it, and then stabbed it in again.
Woo... Zhou Wei'an hugged He Songyang's neck firmly and made a vague crying sound at his neck, like a little cat, making He Songyang cry hard
Pinching Zhou Wei'an's butt, He Songyang suddenly attacked Zhou Wei'an's sensitive point. Zhou Wei'an couldn't help screaming, his legs twitched and didn't know where to put them. Soon he ejaculated again under the fierce attack, and the white turbid sprayed all over his body.
I don't know when it was done, but Zhou Wei'an woke up in a daze. The dim desk lamp on the bed was still on, and there was no feeling of stickyness on his body. It must have been cleaned. He Songyang hugged his body tightly and buried his head in the other person's chest, which was safe and warm.
Zhou Wei'an raised his head and saw He Songyang's sleeping face. His usual meticulous bangs were a little loose, and they were messy on his handsome eyebrows and eyes. His eyelashes were thick and slender, like butterflies' wings.
He probably never thought that one day he would have such a relationship with a man... This man is so outstanding
How good a girl is worthy of him? Zhou Wei'an leaned in He Songyang's arms, thinking quietly that he would be like this, would he hold that girl tightly to sleep?
But these... have nothing to do with me...
Zhou Wei'an slowly slid out of He Songyang's arms, and the other party frowned and did not wake up.
Zhou Wei'an looked at his face for a while, then turned off the light
When He Songyang got up, he was the only one in the bed.
He frowned and looked at the clock at the bedside. It was half past six, Zhou Wei'an should have gotten up
While washing up, he saw the scabbed teeth marks on his shoulders. He Songyang touched them and couldn't help laughing. That guy's teeth were pretty good, and he bit them a little painful yesterday.
After dressing, Zhou Wei'an sat at the dining table and ate breakfast. He made his own porridge, and then heated the frozen buns in the refrigerator. While eating, he rumored the words in his mouth.
Hearing the movement, he raised his head and stood up: Mr. He, good morning
He Songyang frowned and said: Why don’t you drink milk or eggs?
Zhou Wei'an said: Too much...I can't finish it
He Songyang said: Are you a boy? Are you supposed to feed your cats? Eat quickly, I will help you heat up milk.
Zhou Wei'an quickly said: No, no, I myself...
He Songyang raised his eyebrows: Do you listen to me or to you?
Zhou Wei'an didn't say anything, and He Songyang took off the vocabulary book in front of him: Don't read while eating, concentrate on finishing your meal, and read it again then
Zhou Wei'an could only be obedient. When He Songyang gave him milk, he couldn't help asking: Why did Mr. He get up so early? You have to go to work at nine o'clock, right?
He Songyang hugged his arms and said: There is no way. There is a baby at home to be sent to school. As a parent, of course I have to get up early.
Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment, his face turned red, he almost buried his face in the porridge bowl. He Songyang looked at him with his chin, thinking it was very interesting.
He drove a very low-key black sedan. Since he rarely got up so early, He Songyang couldn't help but yawn.
Zhou Wei'an sat in the passenger seat and said nervously: I'll just take the bus to school in the future, Mr. He doesn't need to worry.
The west mountain is so far, even if the bus arrives directly, it will take an hour to get to your school. Besides, the only bus does not pass through your school.
He Songyang said, I will call the cooking aunt tomorrow, so don’t get up so early to cook by yourself
Zhou Wei'an knew that He Songyang didn't like the nanny to live at home, so he would rather go out to eat every day than let the aunt stay at home to help him cook. When he heard this, he immediately became anxious: It's really no need, I, I can buy breakfast outside the school.
Those things are dirty
He Songyang's voice is loud, and you don't even look at the stalls and vendors outside your school. They use what they make breakfast. If you get rid of your body, how can you take the college entrance examination then?
Zhou Wei'an grabbed the seat belt and said uneasy: But... Mr. He doesn't like nanny living at home?
He Songyang said: I really don’t like it. Forget it, letting her live on the first floor will not have much impact. You will be a little less loud in the future. She is older and should not be able to hear it.
Zhou Weian didn't think about this at all. When he heard this, his ears turned red. He stammered and couldn't speak. He was completely defeated by He Songyang.
It's almost November now. Tonight, you can pack up your luggage at home and move to Xishan to live. He Songyang glanced at his red ears and said carelessly.
Zhou Weian lowered his head and whispered
When getting off the bus, Zhou Wei'an thought about it and said: Mr. He, remember to have breakfast
After he said that, he opened the door and He Songyang watched him into the school gate. He couldn't help but lie on the steering wheel and laughed.
Ah, so sleepy... I've never gotten up so early, but... I feel it's worth it
I contacted Secretary Gao and contacted the nanny aunt. Secretary Gao looked surprised: Don’t you like your aunt living at home? Why did you suddenly...
He Songyang said: I have too much personal meals at home
Secretary Gao was stunned for a moment: Is it...that little classmate yesterday?
He Songyang looked up at her: When did you get so gossiped?
Secretary Gao smiled reservedly: Because Mr. He never cared about anyone so much, being your fiancée must be very pity, right?
He Songyang narrowed his eyes and said: Fiancée? Anyway, it's just a tool for marriage. Besides, I haven't fallen to the point where I need a woman as my backer.
Secretary Gao put a large stack of information on He Songyang's desk and said: I know, I know, you should sign these documents first.
At this time, Zhou Wei'an learned that the monthly exam was going to be held this weekend
Their school has a monthly exam at the beginning of each month, and then the examination room is arranged according to the ranking of the previous monthly exam.
Zhou Wei'an didn't participate last time, so he could only sit in the last exam room this time
He was very nervous. After all, he hadn't touched the book for more than two months and suddenly had to take the exam. I thought he would definitely fail the exam.
He could only borrow the previous notes from Zhang Wu. Zhang Wu gave him a few notebooks and whispered: This is Li Chao's notebook. You can return it to me after copying it.
Zhou Wei'an asked: Have you made up with him?
Zhang Wu curled his lips and said: He forced me to do it, no need to be useless
Zhou Wei'an seemed to feel depressed: You and him really can't make up?
Zhang Wu said: Don’t worry about these things being there. The college entrance examination is still important now. He and I... Alas, let’s do this now, let’s talk about what happened later.
Zhou Wei'an lowered his eyes and said: Yes...
Zhang Wu patted his head and said with a smile: What's wrong? Are you also starting to worry about the future?
Zhou Wei'an remembered what He Songyang said in the morning and felt that no one in the world would be so good to him except his mother... But when will these good things end?
Facing Zhang Wu's puzzled expression, Zhou Wei'an raised a smile: As long as my mother can be fine... I don't care about anything else.
Zhang Wu said: It's Ah, I hope my aunt can get better soon
Zhou Wei'an blinked his eyes and felt very ashamed of this action. He wanted to close his legs, and his eyes gradually became wet: You, you said you wanted to eat noodles, I thought...
He Songyang couldn't help laughing: You are too naive, are you? I spent such a big price, it's impossible that I just wanted you to cook.
Zhou Wei'an was stunned, and suddenly felt a stinging pain in his heart. He stopped talking, buried his head in the pillow, allowing He Songyang to slowly open the mouth of his vagina with his fingers.
If you cooperate with Ah, you shrink so tightly, how can you fuck it in a while?
He Songyang squeezed into Zhou Wei'an's hole with his fingers and opened the tender flesh at the hole. He felt that Zhou Wei'an took a few breaths and relaxed the acupoint in cooperation. The small mouth slowly opened, revealing the pink flesh inside.
He Songyang didn't know what he was thinking. If the place was not cleaned properly, it would definitely be unclean. But when he thought of Zhou Wei'an's face, he felt a strange impulse in his heart...
Zhou Wei'an felt a warm soft object reaching into his vagina. He was stunned for a moment and opened his eyes wide: He, Mr. He? His voice was trembling.
He Songyang did not answer him because the thing slowly licked the mouth of Zhou Wei'an's hole, and Zhou Wei'an's legs trembled: No, there... it's so dirty...
He Songyang licked the inside with his tongue before slowly retreating. There was a crystal liquid hanging on the hole, which looked like it made people feel appetite.
Zhou Wei'an's white thighs were all red in the inner side. He Songyang grabbed his legs and kissed the tender flesh on the side of his legs.
Zhou Wei'an covered his mouth, his eyes were filled with tears, and his desire was so hard that it was pressed against his lower abdomen, and he drew sticky marks.
He Songyang pulled his hand away and licked his lips: What? It's so good that I can't stand it anymore?
His voice was a little hoarse. Not only Zhou Wei'an, but he himself was tortured by desire. Zhou Wei'an...is really seductive...
Zhou Wei'an's hand was grabbed by He Songyang and pressed it behind his neck. He could only obediently hug He Songyang's neck and leaned against He Songyang's ear. He sobbed in a low voice: I will wash it clean next time...
He Songyang's heart was as if something was scratching, and itchy, he hugged Zhou Wei'an's thin back, kissed the side of his neck, and said vaguely: This is almost the same...
It was still very uncomfortable when the penis came in. Zhou Wei'an grabbed He Songyang's strong back muscles and breathed in pain. Half of them squeezed in. He almost bit his lips and bleeded.
He Songyang pressed his head and pressed him on his shoulder: If it hurts, bite me
After going in, Zhou Wei'an left a tooth mark on He Songyang's shoulder. He Songyang didn't care at all, and slowly pulled out half of it, and then stabbed it in again.
Woo... Zhou Wei'an hugged He Songyang's neck firmly and made a vague crying sound at his neck, like a little cat, making He Songyang cry hard
Pinching Zhou Wei'an's butt, He Songyang suddenly attacked Zhou Wei'an's sensitive point. Zhou Wei'an couldn't help screaming, his legs twitched and didn't know where to put them. Soon he ejaculated again under the fierce attack, and the white turbid sprayed all over his body.
I don't know when it was done, but Zhou Wei'an woke up in a daze. The dim desk lamp on the bed was still on, and there was no feeling of stickyness on his body. It must have been cleaned. He Songyang hugged his body tightly and buried his head in the other person's chest, which was safe and warm.
Zhou Wei'an raised his head and saw He Songyang's sleeping face. His usual meticulous bangs were a little loose, and they were messy on his handsome eyebrows and eyes. His eyelashes were thick and slender, like butterflies' wings.
He probably never thought that one day he would have such a relationship with a man... This man is so outstanding
How good a girl is worthy of him? Zhou Wei'an leaned in He Songyang's arms, thinking quietly that he would be like this, would he hold that girl tightly to sleep?
But these... have nothing to do with me...
Zhou Wei'an slowly slid out of He Songyang's arms, and the other party frowned and did not wake up.
Zhou Wei'an looked at his face for a while, then turned off the light
When He Songyang got up, he was the only one in the bed.
He frowned and looked at the clock at the bedside. It was half past six, Zhou Wei'an should have gotten up
While washing up, he saw the scabbed teeth marks on his shoulders. He Songyang touched them and couldn't help laughing. That guy's teeth were pretty good, and he bit them a little painful yesterday.
After dressing, Zhou Wei'an sat at the dining table and ate breakfast. He made his own porridge, and then heated the frozen buns in the refrigerator. While eating, he rumored the words in his mouth.
Hearing the movement, he raised his head and stood up: Mr. He, good morning
He Songyang frowned and said: Why don’t you drink milk or eggs?
Zhou Wei'an said: Too much...I can't finish it
He Songyang said: Are you a boy? Are you supposed to feed your cats? Eat quickly, I will help you heat up milk.
Zhou Wei'an quickly said: No, no, I myself...
He Songyang raised his eyebrows: Do you listen to me or to you?
Zhou Wei'an didn't say anything, and He Songyang took off the vocabulary book in front of him: Don't read while eating, concentrate on finishing your meal, and read it again then
Zhou Wei'an could only be obedient. When He Songyang gave him milk, he couldn't help asking: Why did Mr. He get up so early? You have to go to work at nine o'clock, right?
He Songyang hugged his arms and said: There is no way. There is a baby at home to be sent to school. As a parent, of course I have to get up early.
Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment, his face turned red, he almost buried his face in the porridge bowl. He Songyang looked at him with his chin, thinking it was very interesting.
He drove a very low-key black sedan. Since he rarely got up so early, He Songyang couldn't help but yawn.
Zhou Wei'an sat in the passenger seat and said nervously: I'll just take the bus to school in the future, Mr. He doesn't need to worry.
The west mountain is so far, even if the bus arrives directly, it will take an hour to get to your school. Besides, the only bus does not pass through your school.
He Songyang said, I will call the cooking aunt tomorrow, so don’t get up so early to cook by yourself
Zhou Wei'an knew that He Songyang didn't like the nanny to live at home, so he would rather go out to eat every day than let the aunt stay at home to help him cook. When he heard this, he immediately became anxious: It's really no need, I, I can buy breakfast outside the school.
Those things are dirty
He Songyang's voice is loud, and you don't even look at the stalls and vendors outside your school. They use what they make breakfast. If you get rid of your body, how can you take the college entrance examination then?
Zhou Wei'an grabbed the seat belt and said uneasy: But... Mr. He doesn't like nanny living at home?
He Songyang said: I really don’t like it. Forget it, letting her live on the first floor will not have much impact. You will be a little less loud in the future. She is older and should not be able to hear it.
Zhou Weian didn't think about this at all. When he heard this, his ears turned red. He stammered and couldn't speak. He was completely defeated by He Songyang.
It's almost November now. Tonight, you can pack up your luggage at home and move to Xishan to live. He Songyang glanced at his red ears and said carelessly.
Zhou Weian lowered his head and whispered
When getting off the bus, Zhou Wei'an thought about it and said: Mr. He, remember to have breakfast
After he said that, he opened the door and He Songyang watched him into the school gate. He couldn't help but lie on the steering wheel and laughed.
Ah, so sleepy... I've never gotten up so early, but... I feel it's worth it
I contacted Secretary Gao and contacted the nanny aunt. Secretary Gao looked surprised: Don’t you like your aunt living at home? Why did you suddenly...
He Songyang said: I have too much personal meals at home
Secretary Gao was stunned for a moment: Is it...that little classmate yesterday?
He Songyang looked up at her: When did you get so gossiped?
Secretary Gao smiled reservedly: Because Mr. He never cared about anyone so much, being your fiancée must be very pity, right?
He Songyang narrowed his eyes and said: Fiancée? Anyway, it's just a tool for marriage. Besides, I haven't fallen to the point where I need a woman as my backer.
Secretary Gao put a large stack of information on He Songyang's desk and said: I know, I know, you should sign these documents first.
At this time, Zhou Wei'an learned that the monthly exam was going to be held this weekend
Their school has a monthly exam at the beginning of each month, and then the examination room is arranged according to the ranking of the previous monthly exam.
Zhou Wei'an didn't participate last time, so he could only sit in the last exam room this time
He was very nervous. After all, he hadn't touched the book for more than two months and suddenly had to take the exam. I thought he would definitely fail the exam.
He could only borrow the previous notes from Zhang Wu. Zhang Wu gave him a few notebooks and whispered: This is Li Chao's notebook. You can return it to me after copying it.
Zhou Wei'an asked: Have you made up with him?
Zhang Wu curled his lips and said: He forced me to do it, no need to be useless
Zhou Wei'an seemed to feel depressed: You and him really can't make up?
Zhang Wu said: Don’t worry about these things being there. The college entrance examination is still important now. He and I... Alas, let’s do this now, let’s talk about what happened later.
Zhou Wei'an lowered his eyes and said: Yes...
Zhang Wu patted his head and said with a smile: What's wrong? Are you also starting to worry about the future?
Zhou Wei'an remembered what He Songyang said in the morning and felt that no one in the world would be so good to him except his mother... But when will these good things end?
Facing Zhang Wu's puzzled expression, Zhou Wei'an raised a smile: As long as my mother can be fine... I don't care about anything else.
Zhang Wu said: It's Ah, I hope my aunt can get better soon
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