In the teahouse, Cen Feng was drinking tea with Wang Zhensheng.
Her face was ruddy, and from time to time she stretched out her fingers and touched the simple gold ring on her left hand, her eyes were full of satisfaction, and she was completely different from the haggard appearance she described earlier.
"Sister Cen, we haven't had tea like this for many years." Wang Zhensheng sighed and filled Cen Feng's cup with half a cup of Longjing.
The tea leaves, which are more tender because they are fully brewed, are swirling and undulating in the cup, which looks very pleasing.
Cen Feng took the teacup to his lips, gently blew the tea aside, took a small sip, "Yes, thinking about the days in the past few years, life is really worse than death."
"It's all over," Wang Zhensheng waved his hand, not wanting her to bring up those sad things again, so he simply changed the subject, "I heard that you recommended a script for Qing Huan?"
"Well," said Yu Qinghuan, the smile on Cen Feng's face became more and more kind, "in recent years, there have been a lot of proposals on professional ethics, I heard a little bit of wind before, starting this year, the country will pay more attention to this. , "
After a pause, he smiled and said, "That's why I selfishly recommended "Revenge" to Qing Huan. It's a little bit of my heart."
Wang Zhensheng said: "It's not a loss to recommend "Revenge" to that kid." Thinking of what happened on the Internet a few days ago, he still couldn't help but get angry, "Everyone said he was lucky, but in fact... hey."
Wang Zhensheng's eyes were complicated, and after a long pause, he said: "Who wants to have a mental illness exposed and known to the whole country? Although this matter is also beneficial to him, if I were Qinghuan, I would rather not do this. benefit."
Cen Feng nodded and said, "No!"
He took out his mobile phone, clicked on the relevant news, and pushed it to Wang Zhensheng, "I heard that there have been a lot of cases of patients refunding money in Sijiji recently. If this goes on, even if Dong Wei is famous, the consulting office will not be able to open. already."
"He is also responsible for this matter," Wang Zhensheng slowly swallowed the tea in his mouth, and said, "It's his fault that he shouldn't have opened the back door for his niece. Fortunately, Qing Huan is not a bully, otherwise he doesn't know what the consequences will be. "
The two elderly people hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they had something to talk about. The two had no children, so the topic focused on Yu Qinghuan, and they even discussed a suitable path for Yu Qinghuan together, planning to call him out next time and have a good talk with him.
It was not until the evening that he left the teahouse and went home.
And Yu Qinghuan, who was the center of the conversation between the two, was taking a shower, sitting on the sofa, and reading a book seriously.
He pretended to be serious, but in fact he didn't read a word.
His heart beat faster, and he couldn't help looking at the box of condoms and sex toys in the corner.
Although the dean interrupted the matter between the two last time, he had already told Huo Qu what he should say. He knew very well in his heart that if he wanted to fool the past this time, it might not be so easy.
Even though he was mentally prepared, when the moment came, he was still a little embarrassed and ashamed.
Yu Qinghuan patted her hot cheeks and wanted to go to the balcony to get some air when a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly entered her ears. As soon as he raised his head, he felt a flower in front of him. Huo Qu's long body had already been pressed up, like a leopard staring at its prey in the dark, and suddenly threw him to the floor.
He had just finished taking a shower, and there was still water vapor on his body, but his body temperature was terrifyingly high. The scorching temperature, even through his pajamas, made Yu Qinghuan shiver.
"Huo Qu, wait, wait..." Yu Qinghuan tilted his head to avoid his lips, grabbed his arms with empty hands, and said with difficulty, "Don't, don't be here."
During the renovation, Yu Qinghuan thought the carpet was not easy to take care of, so he didn't shop it. Feeling the hardness under his body at this moment, he suddenly regretted it. If Huo Qu really couldn't help but make a shot here, his waist would be ruined!
Huo Qu didn't answer, but pressed against his forehead, his heavy and hot breath sprayed all over Yu Qinghuan's face. The right hand also eagerly got into the hem of his pajamas, constantly groping.
When I touched the small bump, I suddenly stopped, and then pinched it hard.
"His—" Yu Qinghuan gasped in pain, her slender and flexible waist suddenly bounced up, her thighs rubbing Huo Qu's waist, instantly making him even more frenzied.
Xu Shi was so suffocated, Huo Qu's eyes were red, a layer of sweat formed on his forehead, and his movements became more and more fierce, just like a little wolf dog.
Yu Qinghuan's neck hurt from the sucking on him, and it felt a little abnormal. He suppressed the moan that reached his throat, raised his hand to touch Huo Qu's hair, and panted, "You can do it, but you can't let it go. I'm hurt..."
As soon as Huo Qu's movements stopped, he licked the deep bite mark on his collarbone in a pleasing manner, and then the force of his mouth became lighter, but he still bit himself, like an instinct that couldn't be changed.
When Huo Qu was in bed, he never spoke much, and... he was very purposeful.
When Yu Qinghuan was made dizzy by him and hadn't reacted yet, he had already turned him over impatiently and stretched his hand to the key point.
Yu Qinghuan shivered and suddenly woke up.
"Go to the bedroom," he said again, holding Huo Qu's hand with his backhand.
Huo Qu's movements stopped, and the air in the whole living room seemed to be still, but there was a very high temperature flame, which was burning roaringly, the more it burned.
Yu Qinghuan turned her back to him, unable to see his expression. Feeling uncomfortable with the silence, just as he was about to turn over, Huo Qu suddenly picked him up by the waist.
Yu Qinghuan's heart beat violently, he hugged Huo Qu's neck reflexively, and it took a few seconds before he recovered, "Why, why are you suddenly like this?"
Sweat dripped down Huo Qu's handsome outline and fell on Yu Qinghuan's half-washed shoulders. He glanced at him blankly, "You said go to bed."
"I can go by myself." Yu Qinghuan's cheeks were hot, she barely raised her head in shame, scratched the end of Huo Qu's hair unconsciously, and asked, "Why are you so strong?"
Both of them are using the treadmill at home, but is Huo Qu more talented than him even in exercise? !
Huo Qu pursed his lips, looked at him and smiled, "I want to hug you."
Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his lips couldn't help turning up, and he raised his head and kissed him on the chin.
Even with Yu Qinghuan in his arms, Huo Qu still didn't forget his condom. Very strenuously short lower body, finally grabbed a handful, and quickly walked to the bedroom.
Yu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing as he looked at it, and at first he felt a little embarrassed, but now it all turned into love for this person.
I want to... give him everything I can give him, as long as he is happy.
It's just... Although Yu Qinghuan finally made a decision, he still encountered difficulties in practice.
Without him, there is no lubricant in the prize.
After fully understanding the purpose of the lubricant, Huo Qu's expression at that moment was like being struck by lightning. He pinched Yu Qinghuan's waist tightly, his eyes were red, "Indian god oil?"
Yu Qinghuan: "…"
Yu Qinghuan held his hand that was about to move, and said helplessly, "That won't work, you can't use too much."
"Then what to do? What to do with Qing Huan?" Huo Qu asked eagerly, biting his well-shaped shoulder blade.
Yu Qinghuan was silent for a while, just when Huo Qu was about to lose his hold, he suddenly took his hand, put it on his lips, licked it, lowered his eyes and said unsteadily, "This way..."
It might be a little harder, but it shouldn't be a big problem, after all, there's lube on the case too.
After a lot of hard work, Huo Qu's long-awaited condom packaging was finally torn open, and Yu Qinghuan became nervous.
However, he waited anxiously for a long time, and he couldn't see Huo Qu's movement, so he couldn't help but look back.
"Qing Huan, it hurts..." Huo Qu frowned, looking uncomfortable.
pain? how come? Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the size on the package, her lust turned into helplessness, "Why do you want the smallest size?"
Huo Qu looked at him blankly, "I don't know..."
The two stared at each other for a long time, and finally, seeing his aggrieved head bowed, Yu Qinghuan couldn't help straightening up, kissed him on the lips, and pulled the cover off.
Pushing his sweaty hair aside, he said softly, "No need for a cover, we'll just come here."
I thought Huo Qu would jump up happily again, but Yu Qinghuan waited for a long time, but he didn't see any movement. Just as he was about to comfort him again, he saw that he suddenly sat down on the bed in frustration, and slammed into the quilt.
After a while, only a little black head was exposed and shook, "No."
"What's the matter?" Yu Qinghuan was both angry and funny. Is this person still angry? After thinking about it, I was afraid of leaving him a shadow, so I hurriedly put on my pajamas and said warmly, "You can also come directly, you don't need that."
Huo Qu still shook his head. When Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but ask him why, his aggrieved and serious voice suddenly came from his ear, "I can't let you get hurt..."
Yu Qinghuan sighed, and a huge warmth suddenly appeared in his chest.
He understands how much he wants, but even when the arrow is on the string and has to be sent, he is still the first person he puts first.
Yu Qinghuan covered his chest involuntarily, and waited until the surging emotion in his heart faded a little, then lifted the quilt and leaned over.
Huo Qu turned his back to him, his back looked very desolate and helpless, Yu Qinghuan rolled his eyes and was about to push him.
However, Huo Qu suddenly turned around, lowered his eyelashes and whispered: "Qing Huan, I'm a little angry." After a while, afraid that he might misunderstand, he quickly added, "I'm angry with myself."
With a scorching warm hand, he found Yu Qinghuan's under the quilt, and he covered it nervously, "Qinghuan, hug me..."
"No hug," Yu Qing smiled happily, met Huo Qu's sad and hurt eyes, lifted the quilt and got in, a slightly muffled voice came from inside, "But you can kiss you."
Huo Qu suddenly widened his eyes, and his breathing was instantly chaotic.