Chapter 37

He Songyang held the cigarette roll with his fingers and knocked it above the trash can, and the ashes fell into the bucket.

Zhou Wei'an rarely sees him smoking. He can't help frowning when he smells the smoke, and whispers: Smoking is not good for the health...

He Songyang raised his eyebrows: Ha? Do you want to preach to me?

Zhou Wei'an blushed: No, no, I just want you to smoke less...

He Songyang stared at his hanging head for a while before tskating and pinched the cigarette and threw it away and said: Hello, what does that Zhang Wu have to do with you just now?

Zhou Wei'an said in a daze: He is my friend Ah

He Songyang frowned and looked at him with an unhappy look: I said, "Ah, why are you so slow? That guy is gay, you may not be able to see it?"

Zhou Wei'an opened his eyes wide in surprise: How do you know he is...

He Songyang said angrily: So you know he is Ah? Then are you so close to him?

Zhou Wei'an felt that he was innocent: But he didn't like me...and he had someone he liked

So what? Don’t you know how messy the circle is now? Those men who are handsome can’t move. Didn’t you see the way he looked at me just now?

He Songyang was a little angry. Why was Zhou Weian so stupid? He was coveted by others. He had no sense of crisis at all?

Zhou Wei'an did not understand He Songyang's thoughts at all. He said with a distressed expression: I don't understand this circle...

He Songyang wanted to say that the point was not the point, but he heard the other party say: Besides, Mr. He is pretty, so it is worth it for many people to like it...

He Songyang was stunned, his face suddenly became hot. He was indeed confident in his appearance. Whether it was his appearance or family background, he could always be sought after by countless people. However, Zhou Wei'an said this, and he was strangely embarrassed.

He Songyang raised his hand and clenched his fists on his lips and coughed: Anyway, you'd better stay away from him!

Zhou Wei'an was completely confused. Zhang Wu asked him to stay away from He Songyang, and He Songyang asked him to stay away from Zhang Wu... Why are they so troublesome?

Before Zhou Wei'an's reaction was over, He Songyang said: I'll call me when I visit you later and I'll pick you up and go back to Xishan.

After agreeing to a deal like He Songyang, Zhou Weian was completely considered the property He Songyang bought with money. He nodded without resistance.

The visit time for VIP is only 9 o'clock in the evening. Zhou Wei'an stays in his mother's ward to study and occasionally chats with his mother. At 9 o'clock in the evening, the nurse will take over the shift.

Zhou Wei'an packed up his schoolbag, said good night to his mother and left

There was already a Porsche from He Songyang parked downstairs of the hospital. When he went to France, he bought another new one. Zhou Wei'an vomited it and didn't know where he went.

Zhou Wei'an had a serious shadow on the sports car. As soon as he approached the car, the door bounced open by himself.

Zhou Wei'an didn't dare to get in the car, so he hesitantly asked: Are you going to race tonight?

He Songyang asked: Do you want to go?

Zhou Wei'an quickly shook his head like a rattle: No, don't want it

He Songyang thought of something and laughed badly. He said: But I want to go to Ah, what should I do?

Zhou Weian looked at him blankly and said in embarrassment: Then, then you go by yourself...

He Songyang said in disbelief: Ha? Are you planning to go home and sleep on your own? I spent money, you should obey my orders, right?

Zhou Wei'an's face turned pale: But...but...

He Songyang tapped the steering wheel with a wicked smile: I can't go, you have to do something to compensate me, right?

When Zhou Wei'an heard this, she racked her brains and thought: Do you want to have a midnight snack? I can give it to you below...

He Songyang laughed out loud. Zhou Weian didn't know what he said wrong. He Songyang looked at him in confusion. He Songyang stopped laughing, his expression suddenly became gloomy, and his voice lowered: This is what you said, get in the car!

Zhou Wei'an was completely confused about He Songyang's uncertainty

He Songyang didn't know what medicine he took wrong. It was not late at night, but he was racing on the street.

Fortunately, Xishan is on the outer ring road of the city, with spacious roads and few vehicles, and even surveillance cameras, which made the young master race back to the villa.

The most painful thing is Zhou Wei'an. He grabbed the handrail next to the car door, hugged his head and didn't dare to move. He finally arrived at the west mountain, but his legs were weak when he got off the car.

Why are you so useless

He Songyang held his arms and raised his eyebrows to look at Zhou Wei'an who was squatting beside the car and holding the door to relieve air. After you graduate, you will give me a driver's license test that summer vacation. If you can drive, you won't be motion sickness.

Zhou Wei'an finally recovered and shook his head as soon as he heard this sentence: No, no, I dare not drive...

I'll teach you then. He Songyang said, what kind of car do you want? Choose any one in the warehouse

Zhou Wei'an was shocked when he heard this: I, I don't want a car... If you want to use it in the future, you can buy it if you work...

How much Ah can you earn after working? Can you buy a domestic car worth more than 100,000 yuan? What is the difference between that thing and broken iron?

He Songyang asked bluntly, "Besides, if you don't even pass the college entrance exam, where can you find a job?"

Zhou Wei'an's face turned pale, and he was stammering and couldn't speak. He Songyang saw that he wanted to bully him even more, so he lowered his head and leaned against Zhou Wei'an's ear and whispered: So, it's useful to please me.

Zhou Wei'an bit his lip and his fingers were trembling. He repeatedly told himself that He Songyang spent so much money for his mother, and he saved his mother's life. He should have pleased him.

Only by making him happy can he be valuable, right?

He Songyang entered the villa, changed his shoes and walked inside, took off his coat and threw it on the floor. Last year, Zhou Wei'an bent down and picked up the coat, smoothed the wrinkles, and hung it on the clothes hanger.

Go take a shower first, He Songyang said

Zhou Wei'an was a little puzzled: But if you have to make noodles later, there will be oil smoke...

He Songyang said dissatisfiedly: If I ask you to go, then you will go. Now you have the final say or I have the final say?

Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment and did not dare to refute, so he could only take a bath. When he was taking a bath, he saw the small grid on the wall of the bathtub, which was opened by magic and devilishly. The props for expansion were neatly placed inside.

The transparent tubes and rod-shaped oval objects made his face flush and he hurriedly closed the lattice door. He absent-mindedly held the water and poured it on his body. He probably couldn't use these today, right?

There was no clean clothes in the bathroom, so Zhou Wei'an could only wipe his body in a hurry, trying to sneak out to find a pajama to wear

As a result, after walking gently on tiptoe, He Songyang's voice rang upstairs: What are you doing? Are you a thief?

Zhou Wei'an's cheeks were so ashamed that his cheeks were hot. He covered his lower body crampedly and said hesitantly: No, no pajamas...

He Songyang said: What kind of pajamas do you want? Come up

Zhou Wei'an glanced at the direction of the kitchen: Don't you want to cook noodles?

He Songyang said: Didn’t you say you wanted to eat from me? Come on quickly

Zhou Wei'an has not yet reacted to the deep meaning of this sentence, and went upstairs in a daze. He Songyang pulled him into a guest room and fell into the soft big bed.

Zhou Wei'an held up and looked at He Songyang in panic: Don't you want to eat noodles?

He Songyang spread his legs and pressed against him, showing a bad smile and said: I really want to eat your bottom...

Zhou Wei'an opened his eyes wide and saw He Songyang bent down, pressing his knees and pulling his legs apart.

He Songyang lowered his head, and Zhou Wei'an felt his hot lips pressing against his desire to sleep.

At that moment, something seemed to explode in his mind. He couldn't help but retreat and said in horror: Mr. He!

Don't move! He Songyang scolded him, pressed his legs, held the bottom of the thing with his hands, and kissed the round top with his lips

Ah... Zhou Wei'an couldn't help but let out an unbearable cry. His hardness hit He Songyang's lips, and some transparent liquid overflowed from the top. He Songyang looked up at him. Seeing his flushed face, he couldn't help but jokingly: You are much more honest than you.

After saying that, he lowered his head to lick the overflowing liquid, then opened his mouth and put the round end.

Zhou Wei'an had never experienced this feeling before. His mind was blank, and his lower body was wrapped in a warm, moist and soft place. The pleasure hit the brain like an electric current.

He couldn't help but grab He Songyang's hair and let out a vague moan: Don't... don't lick it anymore, it's so dirty...AhAh...

He persisted for a while and then ejaculated a few strands. He Songyang didn't expect that he would be so fast and could not avoid it. White turbidity splashed on his face.

After Zhou Wei'an ejaculated, he became completely weak, and his legs were soft on both sides of He Songyang's body.

He Songyang touched his face, his fingers were covered with Zhou Wei'an's semen

You guys are cumming too fast, right?

He Songyang smiled and said, Zhou Wei'an finally came back to his senses from the climax, and looked at his own liquid on his face, and his face turned red.

He hurriedly supported himself: Yes, I'm sorry, I'll wipe it off for you...

What should I wipe? He Songyang supported his hands on both sides of Zhou Wei'an's body, and put his face close to Zhou Wei'an's face and licked it off.

Zhou Wei'an opened his eyes in disbelief: What, what?

He Songyang stared at his eyes, and the white liquid slowly slid down on his handsome cheeks. He said: Lick it clean

Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a while, and then realized that He Songyang was not kidding. He swallowed, reached out to hug He Songyang's neck, and slowly leaned his lips on his face.

First, on the cheeks, the soft tongue slowly licked the thick liquid, and a fishy smell spread in the mouth.

Zhou Weian had never eaten this kind of thing before, and it was his own semen...

It's bitter and astringent, and it's hard to swallow...

He licked He Songyang's face, the tip of his nose, and then his slender eyelashes. Finally, he swallowed all the white liquid into his mouth.

The little thing that could not swallow was flowing out from the corner of his mouth. Zhou Wei'an subconsciously stuck out his tongue to lick it, but He Songyang pinched his chin and blocked his lips.

The fishy liquid was tossing and turning between the two of them. Zhou Wei'an was so kissed that he couldn't breathe. Every inch of his mouth was overbearing by He Songyang's tongue. He was hard again after being kissed, and his lower body was erected hard and pressed against He Songyang's lower abdomen.

He Songyang smiled and grabbed the fragile place between Zhou Wei'an's legs with his hand, pressed against Zhou Wei'an's lips and said: Are you hard again? Isn't it so sexy?

Woooo well... Zhou Wei'an's eyes were blurred, and he couldn't help but thrust his waist and rubbed himself with his palm. He Songyang tightened his abdomen, rubbed him twice, then loosened his lips, slid down, and stopped between Zhou Wei'an's legs.