The personal secretary mistakenly slept on the black-bellied president

In the living room, the lights are a little dim, just right for ambiguity.

Tang Yan looked at Feng Xuan's slightly red cheeks, the corners of his mouth curled up, with a strong wildness.

He untied his tie with one hand, propped himself on the sofa with the other, leaned down to cover Feng Xuan's whole body, licked the slightly raised thin upper lip with the tip of his tongue, and then licked the plump and delicate upper lip. lower lip.

The person in his arms reacted, and murmured in a daze, "Oh boy, don't make trouble."

A cute?Isn't this the golden retriever that children often mention on WeChat? [

He should be punished for treating him like a dog. Tang Yan narrowed his eyes, curled his index finger slightly, and peeled off a button of his jacket.

The sudden coolness made the sleeping person frowned uncomfortably, and instinctively approached the heat source.

Feng Xuan's demeanor is very cool and arrogant on weekdays, but when he fell asleep, he was extremely greedy for warmth and was extremely lazy, like a Persian cat nestling on the sofa, unexpectedly rubbing against Tang Yan's thick palm.

After seeing his movements, Tang Yan's smile deepened. His long and narrow eyes were like tens of feet of deep sea, with dark tides surging. His index finger slid down the collarbone until he unbuttoned all the buttons of his shirt. The smooth and smooth waistline in front of my eyes was naturally narrowed into the trousers below, and a hungry grunt came out from the depths of my throat, like a beast in the jungle smelling delicious food,

The suit pants were stretched heavily, and the crotch and lower body were hot and swollen, as if wrapped in a layer of hot molten iron, boiling and surging... Tang Yan thought fiercely, he can't wait, and he can't pretend, he's going to do it today Get it done!

But what about after that?

It's just a fish and water fun.

Inexplicable, but also feel boring.

It is impossible for a person like Tang Yan to be inexperienced. The Tang Corporation has always been black and white, and now he still manages several nightclubs under his command. There are many good-looking men and women around him who can serve others.

Tang Yan is not a saint, so he naturally has physical needs, and he will shoot anyone who is pleasing to the eye, never involving emotions.

It's the first time to approach someone so painstakingly...

With the help of the light, Tang Yan looked at the boy on the sofa. His short black hair was fluffy, covering his eyes, and he was quiet and almost stubborn.

He just stared at the sleeping Feng Xuan for a full minute, his eyes sank little by little...

After a while, Tang Yan bent down and picked him up, put him into the bedroom, and then turned around and went into the bathroom.

He didn't take off his clothes, and when the cold water hit him, the wet business shirt stuck to his back, every tough line seemed to be carved out by a sharp knife, and the bronze-colored muscles were tightly tensed together.

Tang Yan raised his neck and flushed water under the lotus, letting the cold water pour into his body wantonly, extinguishing the swelling and pain all over his body...

Feng Xuan slept until nine o'clock the next day. He didn't feel hungover, and felt much refreshed.

When he came out of the guest room, Tang Yan, dressed in home clothes, was fighting with a suspected egg with his thick eyebrows furrowed.

It is suspected, that is because the lump has been completely black, only the remaining egg yolk can vaguely see its species, the scene is very cruel [

Seeing that Feng Xuan woke up, Tang Yan quickly put the bowl of eggs into the garbage bag, and supported the sink with both hands, with a serious face: "Go out to eat?"

Feng Xuan walked into the kitchen silently, took the pot and raw eggs from his hand, and said in a calm tone, "Let me do it."

Tang Yan gave up his seat with a smile, and leaned against the door with his arms crossed, with glasses on his peach eyes, and looked at Feng Xuan who was frying eggs in the kitchen. The clothes on that person were his own, and they were worn on him Some are big, the shirt hangs languidly, and the light-colored jeans wrap the slender legs, which are extra powerful, masculine, and sexy buttocks...

Perhaps, he should take some time to go to the supermarket and buy an apron to put on the child.

then.

Take off all his clothes...