The personal secretary mistakenly slept on the black-bellied president

Tang Yan stopped moving, his eyes were as heavy as the night outside, he put his forehead on Feng Xuan's bangs, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up: "Is it okay if you don't have to be tough?"

"You can try.【," Feng Xuan turned his wrist, and handsomely pushed back the force that was controlling him.

Tang Yan didn't care, he just turned his face and gently kissed Feng Xuan's fingertips, with a lingering taste...

Feng Xuan is different from Tang Yan, in his world, apart from Jie Ao and Suan Ran, no one has ever been so close to him.

He is cold, strong, but unbelievably clean. [

Therefore, he was no match for Tang Yan in the face of love affairs.

"Hey..." The scorching heat came from his ears all at once, his hands began to move around and knead his body, his lips slid from the side of his ears to his neck, and he whispered: "I won't be the last."

As he said that, he freed his hands and began to rub through his jeans...

A groan immediately escaped from Feng Xuan's throat, his neck stretched uncontrollably, the center part was held by his slender hands, it seemed that he couldn't stop at all.

Tang Yan pursed his thin lips, hugged him tightly with heavy breathing, held his waist with one hand, and rubbed it slowly with the other. When he noticed the changes in his hands and the heavy breathing under his body, he stopped immediately, got up and took advantage of the warmth. The bright light looked down at him, seeing that his fair skin was dyed a light pink because of his breasts, and the rhythm of his hands became even faster!

Following Tang Yan's movements, Feng Xuan's breathing became more and more rapid, and there seemed to be moisture in his eyes.

Tang Yan narrowed his eyes, the heat between his legs seemed to have reached the extreme, he bit Feng Xuan's ear from behind, and said with a smile, "You're hard."

Then, the wet kiss slid down his neck, Feng Xuan's brain was completely blank, there was no picture, he could only feel his body getting hotter and hotter, the heat seemed to reach a peak, and then Suddenly rushing out, he couldn't help groaning hoarsely, his body froze, and then softened...

His body sank deeply into the soft carpet, his chest heaved violently, and his whole body was immersed in the joy brought by Tang Yan.

It's not that he didn't have impulsiveness, when he was still young, when he first realized that he would react to the unruly, Feng Xuan also used his right hand.

It's just that there is extremely deep fear in that impulse.

That's right.

is fear.

He was afraid of himself like that.

Why do you want to like the same sex?

If Jie Ao found out.

Will he be disgusted?

Should I just ignore him...

Feng Xuan's extremely black eyes were filled with a blurred light, and the torn shirt was hanging loosely on his body, and the black carpet set off his fair skin, just like fine porcelain. [

Tang Yan knew what he was thinking without guessing, deep in his eyes was deep anger, he pulled him up, and looked at him fiercely: "At this time, it seems that you should be thinking about me, you say yes Is it? Junior brother."

"Yeah." Feng Xuan tried his best to focus his eyes. After seeing the turbidity on Tang Yan's hands, his face was a little red, and he was not hypocritical. He touched Tang Yan's bottom with his hand, with a serious expression: " I'll help you."

Tang Yan looked at him, the cruelty in his eyes faded little by little, with the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, trying to communicate with the child: "What I want is not a friend with benefits."

"I've never thought of looking for a friend with a gun." Feng Xuan stared at him, and then noticed that the heat in his palm was getting bigger and bigger, and slightly curled his thin lips: "Brother, are you sure you don't want me to do it?"

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