Stand-in self-cultivation

Humming softly, Jia Ran staggered into the kitchen.

Ma Qiming may be used to enjoying it, but it is immoral for him to wake up people in the middle of the night. Besides, it is not a difficult task, he can cook a bowl of noodles.

Wandering to the kitchen, Jia Ran opened the refrigerator door, and was startled by the stuff stuffed inside. He hurriedly caught a piece of yogurt that fell from the refrigerator door. When he picked it up, it was full of English characters. .The refrigerator is full of high-end ingredients, few of them know it.While lamenting Mr. Ma's extravagant life, Jia Ran turned around with his buttocks pouted, not even noticing that the luxurious president was standing at the kitchen door and staring at his ass intently.

After a lot of hard work, he finally found some hand-rolled noodles from the refrigerator. Jia Ran burst out laughing, and couldn't explain why he was so happy. He cleared his throat, and babbled and sang again.

I took two eggs and chopped green onions. The water has boiled and it can be put into the pot!

"It smells good, I can't tell you can cook."

Jia Ran was taken aback by the sudden voice behind him. When he turned his head, he saw Ma Qiming casually leaning against the door frame with his arms folded, looking at him with his head tilted.

"Humph?" Ma Qiming raised his chin.

"It's nothing, I'm out of tune and humming." Jia Ran lowered his head and said in embarrassment.

"I think so." Ma Qiming sat down on the chair, reached out and grabbed the vase containing the roses and put it in front of his eyes, tapped the table with his fingers, "I said why you didn't come up so slowly, you kept me waiting for a long time , Jia Ran."

Jia Ran carefully placed the steaming noodles on the table, and then he couldn't help shaking his hands like a convulsion.

"Mr. Ma, the little one is here for you, try it?" Jia Ran said dog-leggedly, and raised the chopsticks to the man's eyes with his hands that were a little red from the heat.

Ma Qiming covered his mouth with his hands, and was almost amused by him.The eyes of the little slut kept rolling, they were bright and round, shining like stars under the light, dazzling.

Jia Ran stood aside like a waiter and watched as Ma Qiming finished eating the noodles and drank the noodle soup in the bowl. The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably: "Do you want more? Shall I cook some more for you?"

Ma Qiming took out a piece of paper and wiped Jingjing's lips, and said, "No need, that's enough, the taste is good."

Jia Ran put on a smiling face, happily picked up the bowl and put it in the sink, rushed his hands and said, "It's good to be full, then you go to rest early, I'll go back."

"Who told you that you can go back today?"

"President Ma, I'm going to the hospital to see my sister tomorrow morning." Jia Ran turned around with a wry smile and looked at Ma Qiming who was sitting at the dinner table, "If you want that one tonight, you can leave after the meeting is over."

Ma Qiming laughed angrily. He stood up and pushed Jia Ran into a corner step by step. His broad shoulders blocked the glare of the chandelier. He raised one hand to support Jia Ran's side and stared at him closely.

"What else is on your mind besides doing?"

Jia Ran who was suddenly walloped: "..."

"The only little yellow car that has appeared nearby was the one you rode over before, and now you have ridden the car back. Do you want to walk back to the city center? Or should I help you wake up the driver and let him drive to the city?" You go back?" Ma Qiming sneered, "From your expression, do you want me to call the driver directly? That's fine, get out of here."

Jia Ran gritted his teeth in embarrassment, and grabbed Ma Qiming's retracted hand.

"Aren't you leaving?" Ma Qiming looked at him with a half-smile, and easily broke free from the restraints, "Come up to bed, and I'll take you there when I go to work tomorrow morning."

Following Ma Qiming disheartenedly, Jia Ran entered the man's bedroom again.

According to Li Pingping, he should be grateful. Lao Yu would never let Li Pingping stay overnight at his house. Basically, he would let the driver send him away after finishing the work, and few benefactors would take the adopted person home. , most of the donors perform the piston movement in the rented houses or hotels, and some simply find a "business escort" when they are on a business trip, and they can change their tastes from time to time. The number of those who stayed overnight in the master bedroom could be counted on one hand in the circle.

Therefore, Li Pingping always doubted the relationship between him and Ma Qiming, feeling that they had changed.

What is sour taste?Nurturing becomes impure, you change from an employee of the boss to the love of the boss.

What is love?In City B, Qing'er is a lover, a mistress.To a layman, there may be no difference, but for people like Li Pingping, Qing'er is much more advanced.

For women, there is an opportunity to squeeze out the main room; for men, it is more of an opportunity.

He is Ma Qiming's lover...?Jia Ran held his breath and stared at the man's back, thinking that Li Pingping was crazy.What kind of ruthlessness, Ma Qiming just thinks that his rented house has tarnished his noble status as president, even the water pressure in the shower is not stable and the nozzle is sloppy, not to mention the creaking spring bed...

"Hey!" The young man suddenly screamed strangely, covering his nose with his hand.He looked up at Ma Qiming who stopped suddenly, almost vomiting blood.Second damage, double damage!

"Walking without a watcher?" Ma Qiming glanced back at him, then went into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Jia Ran held her nose, picked up her schoolbag, and sat by the bed.He rubbed his sore lower back and grinned and took out his mobile phone from his bag. The first thing he did was to click on the class group of the university.

There are as many messages in the group as usual, I don't know why his classmates have so many things to talk about all day long.As usual, he flipped through it from beginning to end, and happened to see someone asking for the notes from the previous class, so he took out the notebook from his schoolbag, took a picture under the dim light, and passed it on to the group.Just when he was about to close WeChat, he suddenly found someone applying to add him as a friend.

Han Che?who is thisJia Ran was a little puzzled, as soon as his finger moved to his circle of friends, Ma Qiming coughed and pushed open the bathroom door.Hastily agreeing, the young man hurriedly threw his schoolbag on the small sofa not far away, and got into bed, without noticing that the book full of secrets slipped out along the zipper.

Jia Ran grabbed the quilt to cover the lower half of his face, leaving only a pair of eyes blinking at Ma Qiming.The man was wearing black boxer briefs, his upper body was naked, and his six-pack abs were neatly shaped like chocolate. Just looking at it made people envious, not to mention the big bulge between his legs, which showed his Different from ordinary people's size.Maybe it was because his eyes were too hot, Ma Qiming looked over, Jia Ran hurriedly looked away.

"Do you still want it?" Ma Qiming asked with a smile.

Jia Ran was in a hurry. He sat up straight with his back leaning against the head of the bed and said, "No, no, of course not! Mr. Ma, I just think you have a manly figure, there is no other meaning..."

"I was a soldier when I was young." Ma Qiming glanced at him, sat on the bed with a smile, reached for the notebook on the bedside table and said, "From now on, don't talk, go to sleep."

Jia Ran smiled sheepishly, got into the bed and turned over, facing the French windows that were tightly covered by heavy curtains, stared blankly for a while, and closed his eyes.

Ten minutes later, when Ma Qiming was rubbing his chin and reading the document seriously, the person beside him who seemed to be asleep suddenly moved.Jia Ran squirmed a little at first, then sat up after a while, and took out a thick book from the bag with his bare feet.

Ma Qiming glanced at the cover from the corner of his eye, and shook his head amusedly.

This kid is pretending to study.What Lao Yu said was right, these fosters were all the same.

Just after sending the document to the secretary, the QQ in the lower right corner suddenly flashed. Ma Qiming raised his hand and rubbed his temples. He opened the message a little tiredly, but he cheered up when he saw the name of the person who came.

Chu Tian: I just finished work, what's the matter.

Chu Tian, ​​one of the top ten hottest male stars in the entertainment industry, has already won the title of best actor at a young age. His appearance and acting skills are all praiseworthy. The outside world evaluates him as "a man born for acting".Not only that, but his reputation in the circle is surprisingly good. All the actors and actresses who have worked with him have praised his dedication.

It stands to reason that such a good evaluation should win a lot of friends in the circle, but the fact is that very few people can say that they are very close to Chutian.It's not that the paparazzi haven't done digging before, but Chutian's life is so monotonous that he doesn't do anything except acting, and even the pornographic news is just hype on the bright side!Over time, the paparazzi cried, "Mom, this person is really innocent!"Fortunately, persistence pays off. They finally found evidence that Chu Tian was taken care of by a shareholder of a leading entertainment economic company in the industry in the monotonous social relationship.However, the fact is that Mr. Ma, the shareholder comrade who "supports" Chutian in the eyes of everyone, happens to be Chutian's only close friend.

At this moment, the two pure men were chatting happily.

Jia Ran hugged the textbook and sighed silently. He was not very sleepy in the first place, and coupled with the sound of Ma Qiming's continuous typing on the keyboard, he couldn't fall asleep at all.Instead of lying down and wasting time, it is better to get up and read a book.Crossing his legs and putting the book on his knees, Jia Ran bit his pen and began to review seriously as he listened to the crackling keyboard sound in his ears.After looking at it for an unknown amount of time, he lifted his stiff neck and moved his eyes, inevitably scanning the dialog box on the laptop screen.

Jia Ran: "!!!"

The changes in the aura around the young man were too obvious, Ma Qiming couldn't pretend not to see the two fiery gazes, "What is your expression?"

Jia Ran kept shaking his head like a rattle drum, his heart was pounding, what did he see!Ma Qiming is chatting with Chu Tian?Is it that Chutian, movie king Chutian? !Same name?No, no, no, Ma Qiming is also half-legged into the entertainment circle, think about Bairan!It won't be the same name, it must be the actor!

Following his line of sight, Ma Qiming glanced at the dialog box on the screen, and said with a half-smile: "Peeping at my computer?"

Jia Ran raised his hand and made a fork on his mouth, then stretched out his two fingers and made a gesture of inserting his eyes.Ma Qiming tilted his head to cover the smile on the corner of his mouth, restrained his smile, and lightly patted the little flirt on the head and said, "Remove the seal, speak up if you have something to say."

"Mr. Ma, I accidentally saw your computer. This Chutian... is it Chutian?"

"Yeah." Ma Qiming's tone was a little lazy, and he was inexplicably irritable when he saw Jia Ran's visibly agitated expression, "Do you like him?"

Jia Ran nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Tough guy, full of masculinity, but I have no other intentions, poke the eye, poke the eye, I will poke the eye."

Ma Qiming closed the computer and put it aside, turned around and looked at Jia Ran and said, "It's useless if you have other intentions, this is Chutian, that's right, speaking of "Killing Game" the second part is being selected, Bai Dye plays the male second, and Chutian the male first."

"Jia Ran, no matter how much you look like Bairan, you're not him. You've got to behave yourself."

Listening to Ma Qiming's meaningful tone when he spoke, Jia Ran suddenly became a little angry for some reason.

"Yes," he straightened his legs and got into the bed, lying obediently on the bed, with his head up and his white neck showing, "You are right, so you have been fucking me, not Bairan—— Am I right, President Ma?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Jia Ran wanted to bite off his tongue, oh no, why couldn't he hold back the words!

The harmonious atmosphere just now dropped to freezing point in an instant. He looked at Ma Qiming's cold face and wanted to raise his hand and slap himself. He should be the most clear about what jokes can be made and what can't be made. mistake.

The two stalemate for a moment, Ma Qiming suddenly turned over and knelt down on the bed, easily turned Jia Ran over with his powerful arms, and at the same time took off his pajama pants, revealing his smooth buttocks.

Jia Ran was dizzy by him, and Ma Qiming's hard cock was pressed into his ass, so he became afraid.

"Brother! I don't mean anything else..." He said hurriedly, "And I'm not telling the truth! Haven't you been fucking me all this time! Brother... Hey brother, calm down!"

"Don't stop, brother, it's too late..."

"To shut up."

"..."