Lan Ting stopped moving, quietly hugged Wen Ai to calm his breath, the doorbell was still ringing, Wen Ai pushed Lan Ting with his elbow, his voice was still trembling: "There are people waiting outside."
The clothes and pants worn in May were thin, Lan Ting took a few steps back, the bulging crotch was very conspicuous, Wen Ai was about to ask him to open it, but saw Lan Ting took the apron from the hook at the back, and put it on When it is hung around the neck, it can easily block the parts that are not suitable for children.
After fastening the belt, Lan Ting pulled Wen Ai to him, helped him brush the messy hair on his forehead, and kissed him lovingly: "I'll go and open the door."
Lan Ting has moved to this apartment for more than four months. Usually, there are almost no visitors, and the manager directly asks him to go to the company to talk about things. At this moment, he really can't think of who is ringing the doorbell.
"Surprise!"
As soon as Lan Ting opened the door, a plastic bag was brought up against his face, and he couldn't see anything clearly in front of his eyes. Through the plastic film, he could smell the scent of mung bean crisps inside. Can recall that familiar taste.
"Little fat woman." Lan Ting took down the plastic bag and looked at Lan Yu outside the threshold, "Why are you here?"
"I've already had a stroke, alright!" Lan Yu shook her thin arms that were exposed outside her short sleeves, and said again, "I'm not released early, I'm here for a trip, and I'll bring you something by the way. "
Originally, Lan Yu was going to take the college entrance examination, but after Lan Ting became popular, her bank account increased rapidly, and she decided to send her abroad to receive a better education if she had the conditions. The formalities were completed a few days ago, and Lan Yu simply ended her high school life ahead of schedule, enviing her classmates who were studying books and preparing for the college entrance examination.
Lan Ting only felt that Lan Yu was getting more and more jumpy as he got older, so he asked with a headache: "You should tell me in advance when you come to travel. How did you find me here?"
"The last time you sent something home, I wrote down the address on the courier slip. I didn't tell you that I wanted to give you a surprise, but—" Lan Yu elongated the ending sound meaningfully, and stretched her neck towards the house Li poked his head, "You seem to be very unwelcome to my arrival, is it because the golden house is hiding the beauty?"
"Well, you're not welcome, please come back." Lan Ting was about to close the door, Lan Yu pressed one hand on the door frame, and said in disbelief, "Brother! I'm your old sister!"
The two were deadlocked, and a question came from the room: "Lan Ting, what happened? Who is outside?"
When Lan Yu heard the soft voice, her curiosity instantly surged, thinking that her trip was not in vain, she really bumped into her brother's cuteness!
"It's okay, it's my sister." Lan Ting turned his head and agreed, withdrew his hand on the door, then turned back to Lan Yu and raised his chin, "Come in."
Lan Yu probably wanted to go on a long-term trip this time, and she brought a suitcase with her. Lan Ting wanted to carry it for her, but she waved her hand and pulled the suitcase up and carried it into the house.
When Wen Ai heard that Lan Yu was coming, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After hearing the sound of the security door closing, she didn't have time to contemplate, so she walked out of the kitchen and met Lan Yu face to face. With probing eyes somewhat similar to Lan Ting's, Wen Ai was so nervous that he was at a loss for what to do. He wasn't ready to meet his family members!
In fact, Lan Yu had already intuited that his brother was gay, but unfortunately there was no evidence. Now that he saw Wen Ai and the two blushes on his face that hadn't faded away, he liked himself and at the same time gave his brother a support Candle, I'm sorry if you are bad.
Lan Yu's searchlight-like eyes made Wen Ai feel uncomfortable, Lan Ting slapped Lan Yu's head to the side, walked up to Wen Ai as if no one else was around: "Baby, this is Lan Yu, I told you."
Wen Ai looked at Lan Yu with a shy smile: "Hi, I'm Jing Huan, Lan Ting's..."
Before he finished stuttering, Lan Yu, who had excellent eyesight, called out directly, "Hello, sister-in-law!"
Lan Ting glanced at her approvingly, then lowered his head and kissed Wen Ai's forehead: "Go to the living room with the little fat woman to watch TV and chat, it's time for me to cook."
"Come, come." Lan Yu enthusiastically held Wen Ai, "Sister-in-law, let's go, and let my brother smoke the lampblack alone."
Lan Ting reminded them behind them: "Lan Yu, he has a thin skin, don't tease him! Otherwise, he will sleep on the street tonight!"
The little girl Lan Yu got a very good name, she lives up to her name, she can speak without stuttering for ten minutes, even the cross talk on TV is inferior to her.
Wen Ai was a little reserved at first, but with her familiarity, the strangeness and embarrassment of the first meeting quickly dissipated, and she nestled shoulder to shoulder on the sofa chatting homely, kind and natural, like friends who have been together for many years of.
"Your face is so small." Lan Yu looked at Wen Ai and sighed, and put her palm in front of Wen Ai's face, "Slap your face, it's even smaller than a girl like me."
"Is it small?" Wen Ai measured it with his hands, "I haven't paid much attention to this issue."
"You're young too." Lan Yu glanced at the kitchen, covered her mouth with her hand and whispered, "Although my brother is only 25, your grass is too tender, so he's too embarrassed to squeeze it!"
Wen Ai smiled: "I'm only nine years older, and I haven't broken ten yet!"
Didn't he come here after more than nine hundred years in the last life
"If you're ten years older, you'll really be an uncle." Lan Yu teased, and put Wen Ai's hand on her lap, patting and saying earnestly, "Xiaocaocao, since my brother took you down, he You have to be responsible, although I don't think he is a scumbag, but the gap between you and him is too big, you are not guaranteed to be bullied, and if you encounter anything in the future, you can tell me."
Wen Ai nodded: "Okay!"
In the apartment, the sounds of cooking, TV, and chatting were mixed together, and there was a smell of smoke, warm and lively.
After Lan Ting finished his work in the kitchen, he greeted them to serve dinner. Lan Yu came to the table and admired the rich and delicate dishes: "It's delicious, I have to eat three bowls of rice later."
While distributing the bowls and chopsticks, Lan Ting said, "Eat less, I didn't plan for your share."
Lan Yu gave him a thumbs up: "Brother!"
"Here, baby." Lan Ting picked up Wen Ai from the chair, sat down, and took advantage of the opportunity to put Wen Ai on his lap, and fed him a piece of beef, "It's stewed, it's very fragrant."
Lan Ting usually likes to feed Wen Ai, watching his little mouth move, Lan Ting's sense of satisfaction can soar to the extreme. But today there were other people present, Wen Ai was a little awkward, and refused to eat at first, pushing his chest to jump down: "I'll do it myself, you let me go down."
"Don't worry about it." Lan Ting hugged him tightly, "Hurry up, it's already half past six, my stomach is already empty."
Lan Yu watched their interaction excitedly, her eyes were surprisingly bright, Wen Ai glanced at her from the corner of her eye, she felt even more ashamed, and began to struggle in various ways: "Let me eat by myself."
"Tsk, are you afraid that others will see it?" Lan Ting put down his chopsticks, turned Wen Ai's face and sucked it hard, the voice was super loud, and after sucking, he gave Lan Yu a warning look, and Lan Yu immediately lowered his head and ate Dish, dare not watch a good show again.
"Come on, have some soup." Lan Ting brought over a porcelain spoon of soup, and Wen Ai opened his mouth to drink it in a daze, apparently he hadn't recovered from Lan Ting's domineering sip just now, it's been a while It took a while to feel shy, but this time he didn't dare to move any more, and stayed on Lan Ting's lap obediently.
"You're so good." Lan Ting gently pinched Wen Ai's butt under the table, "Wouldn't it be better if this was the case earlier?"
Wen Ai blushed and didn't speak, twisted his body to hide, but Lan Ting seemed to be addicted, feeding him tenderly and considerately on the table, and playing with his cute round butt silently under the table, without delay up and down , relying on Ren Lanyu to sit across the table and not see their little movements.
Wen Ai hid at first, but then his whole body was softened by him, so she could only lean helplessly in his arms, enduring his pornographic pinching. Lan Ting stared straight at Wen Ai's watery eyes from being bullied by him, and his breath gradually became disordered.
Lan Yu looked up blankly: "Brother, why are you a little wheezing, your throat feels uncomfortable?"
Lan Ting coughed twice: "No, eat yours."
Lan Yu let out an "oh" and continued to concentrate on eating.
Wen Ai tried hard to chew the food, chewing until his cheeks swelled, he just wanted to finish eating quickly and relieve himself, but Lan Ting's hand went too far, and even inserted into his underwear, the scorching palm was about to tear him away. My ass is cooked.
"Don't be like this..." Wen Ai grabbed Lan Ting's shoulder, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Your sister is still here, don't pick this time to be a hooligan..."
The corner of Lan Ting's mouth twitched, and he actually pulled out his hand, feeding him wholeheartedly, and never touched him again.
After dinner, Lan Ting sent Lan Yu to wash the dishes: "Washing the dishes is worth the price of the meal, don't break them."
Lan Yu couldn't see the sun anymore, so she entered the kitchen with a bitter face. Lan Ting pulled Wen Ai to the bedroom, locked the door behind his back, hugged Wen Ai and sat in the middle of the bed, and let Wen Ai sit on his lap facing each other with his legs spread apart.
Wen Ai didn't dare to look into Lan Ting's deep eyes, she lowered her head and said embarrassingly, "You're going to be a hooligan again."
"Twice." Lan Ting blew hot air into his ear, his deep voice sounded a bit dangerous, "Today you teased me hard twice."
"Liar." Wen Ai boldly pressed his crotch, and rubbed it with five fingers, "You often sneak hard, I know."
"Cunning little thing." Lan Ting didn't expect the child to be so sensitive, bit his earlobe, and asked viciously, "Do you watch a movie when I get an erection? Huh?"
"That's not it..." Wen Ai's voice was almost inaudible, "I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable..."
Wen Ai knew that this aphrodisiac essence had strong desires, and it had been like this for several lifetimes. No matter what it looked like under the bed, it was a different face when it got on the bed. Seeing Lan Ting endured so hard, he felt very distressed.
"I, I'll help you..." Wen Ai blushed before finishing the sentence, Lan Ting stopped licking and kissing his neck, and at the same time she was delighted and moved, a fierce flame rose from her lower abdomen.
Lan Ting asked: "Do you know what I'm talking about?"
Wen Ai didn't answer, but bit his lower lip, and stretched out his hand to untie the waistband of Lan Ting's home trousers. Lan Ting looked at him straight up, and raised his hips cooperatively. After pulling off Lan Ting's pants and underwear, he sat on his naked thigh again, and confronted the little brother who was already holding his head up and ready to go.
Wen Ai caressed Lan Ting with both hands, pursed his lips and eyelashes trembling, his expression was half nervous and half shy, he took a deep breath and tried his best to relax himself.
"Didn't you say I'm all for watching the show?" Wen Ai mumbled to it while fondling it, "Please start your performance."
The corner of Lan Ting's mouth trembled, and he forcibly suppressed the smile that surged to his lips. He couldn't smile, otherwise his smile would be soft.
In the private master bedroom, Lan Ting's little brother performed a magic trick for Wen Ai, miraculously inflated and hardened, and finally a small fountain came, which was very powerful.
After it was over, Lan Ting felt that he couldn't perform alone, so he stripped off Wen Ai's pants, insisting that he also perform for a while. Wen Ai was not very good at it, after a performance, he was crying instead.
After tidying up and cleaning up carefully, Lan Ting took Wen Ai out of the room refreshed. As soon as they appeared in the living room, Lan Yu jumped up from the sofa like a carp, pointed at Lan Ting and said sadly: "Brother I didn't realize you had a dishwasher when I was putting the dishes away! You're my real brother!"
It hurts, bro.