Flame Covers the Sky[Entertainment]

"Haha, look, I scared my brother." Before his brother got angry, Xing Tian quickly put away his jokes on the spur of the moment.

"Xiaotian, you have to recognize your identity. You represent not only an individual, but also the image of our entire Xing family and group. What a shame to mess around with homosexuality!"

"Brother, I'm just talking casually. I've got my priorities straight, and I care so much about my public image, how could I do such a mindless thing?"

Xing Tian quickly ended the topic: "Brother, it's time to board the plane. Let's meet and chat."

Xing Tian originally thought that during the Spring Festival travel season, there would be strangers returning home everywhere.But he was the only one sitting in the luxurious and comfortable VIP waiting room, and it was empty, so Xing Tian simply took off his mask.

During the boring time, Xing Tian opened WeChat, swiped through Moments, and forwarded a chicken soup for the soul.Not long after, an unread message came from a little elf he just met.

"Brother Tian, ​​what are you doing?"

"Waiting for the flight at xx airport."

"You still ran to make announcements on New Year's Eve, people miss you so much..." Park Hyun wrote several cute emojis of crying and suffering.

Xing Tian had nothing to do, so he continued to chat following the little fairy's words: "What do you think of me?"

The other party did not answer for a long time.

When Xing Tian was about to delete the chat history, Park Xuan sent a small video with a "sex|squint|smiling" and "shameful" expression.

Xing Tian clicked on it, and on the pure black leather sofa, a naked boy with snowy skin opened his thighs, revealing pink and tender chrysanthemums, several bright red braided ropes were intertwined and tied around the boy's neck, one The thick and ugly imitation yang|ju vibrated crazily in the chrysanthemum, spewing out transparent intestinal fluid from time to time, flowing all over the leather sofa.

Park Hyun sent a voice: "Brother Tian, ​​is he sexy? My back is itchy, but I don't have a good man to help me stop itching."

It was the first time that Xing Tian met someone who was so blatantly teasing him. Fortunately, he was experienced in many battles, so he was able to stabilize himself, and he said a few perfunctory words.

"Brother Tian, ​​don't you want to fuck me?" Park Hyun didn't give up, and continued to seduce: "I can satisfy all your fantasies, all body|positions, s|m, role-playing, n|p..."

Xing Tian thought, really don't want to.In the past, when he saw such a little fresh meat begging|fucking, he must not be able to resist the temptation.He is not sexual|cold|indifferent, otherwise he would be able to suffocate acne on his face?He is really tired, especially after returning from the orphanage, he just wants to enjoy a few days of leisure time.

But he couldn't get rid of the playboy's frivolity and impetuosity on his face, Xing Tian quickly replied with two words: "I want to do it | you."

Park Hyun's voice was an octave higher, and he shouted excitedly: "When will we meet brother that day?"

"Hey, wait for my brother to ask you out."

Xing Tian replied with an ambiguous answer, smiling coquettishly.

******

After arriving at the airport in City S, Xing Tian rushed to the Xing's ancestral house non-stop. The elders were waiting for him, and no one moved chopsticks for the reunion dinner.

After Xing Tian arrived home, the atmosphere at the dinner table quickly heated up.During the banquet, the elders asked Xing Tian about his relationship status with concern, and urged him to learn from Xing Ruiyu and solve his personal problems quickly. By the way, he praised his performance of "Warring States Policy" which is very good-looking, and his black hair is more attractive and pleasing to the eye than colorful mixed hair. There are no big or small details, and family affairs are short-sighted. Xing Tian's head is about to blow up when he listens.

Picking up a bowl of rice casually, Xing Tian said that he was tired from catching the plane and wanted to rest early.The elders love him and don't let him watch the year, so go back to the room and have a good sleep.Xing Tian pretended to go upstairs, but slipped away quietly through the back door of the ancestral house.

******

Yan Zixiao moved the ingredients to the living room, and while watching the Spring Festival Gala, she taught her son how to make dumplings.There was a song and dance program performed by dozens of grassroots families. After the program ended, the host connected the past with the next, and introduced the traditional Chinese culture of "home" in a gentle and moving voice.

"Dad." The child said timidly.

"Ok?"

"I want to talk to the boss on the phone."

Yan Zixiao looked at the time indicated on the bottom right of the TV screen, "It's already 11 o'clock, and he should watch the New Year with his family at this moment."

"Why doesn't he come to our house?"

"Father quarreled with him." Yan Zixiao said truthfully.

"Why are you arguing? Dad doesn't love the boss?"

It was the first time for Yan Zixiao to feel that his son was so curious and gossip, but there is not much reason in the world of adults, and unlike the Spring Festival Gala that we are actually living a happy life, Yan Zixiao stuffed a piece of candy into the child's mouth: "Don't think about it , remember to brush your teeth before going to bed."

When the doorbell rang, Yan Zi was moved, wiped his hands quickly, and went to open the door. He saw Xing Tian was wearing a thin home clothes, his face was blue from the cold, and his feet kept stomping on the ground, but his expression looked as if he was about to go to heaven .

Yan Zixiao resisted the urge to pull the little bastard into the house immediately, and got his wish when he heard Xing Tian's arrogant but full of coquettish voice: "Yan Zixiao, I'm here for dinner."

Yan Zixiao let Xing Tian enter the room, Xing Tian saw the round dumplings neatly placed on the coffee table, his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Wow, dumplings."

"Go wash your hands, I'll make dumplings."

The Spring Festival Gala aired Song Xiaobao's finale skit, heralding that the countdown to saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new has begun.

Xing Tian wolfed down a bowl of soup dumplings, handed the empty bowl to Yan Zixiao, raised his chin, and signaled him to get another bowl for himself.

"Aren't you handless?" Yan Zixiao couldn't understand the lazy living habits of the young master.

"Yes, but the wife's stuffing is more fragrant."

Yan Zixiao glared at Xing Tian, ​​who was poor-mouthed, and signaled him not to talk nonsense in front of the child.

Yan Cheng laughed out loud at Song Xiaobao's funny skit, but probably didn't hear anything.

Xing Tian sighed helplessly, so he had to be self-sufficient. He fiddled with the kitchen for a long time, and finally made a pot of dumpling paste that looked strange.

"How long have you been cooking?" Yan Zixiao asked with a dark face.

"x minutes."

"It's been boiled for so long, it's already rotten." Yan Zixiao felt sorry for this pot of good dumplings, and hated iron for being weak.

Xing Tian poured the dumpling paste into his own bowl: "It's okay, I'll just treat it as soup."

Yan Zixiao thought that today is the New Year's Eve dinner, and every family eats the best, so he asked Xing Tian to drink the dumpling paste, which looked unappetizing, and felt sorry for his conscience: "I'll give you another bowl."

"The dumpling paste actually tastes good. Yan Zixiao, don't bother, as long as it's made by you, I like to eat it."

The sound of crackling firecrackers came from outside the window, which was auspicious and festive, and the hosts on TV shouted the countdown in unison.

Xing Tian drank the dumpling in one gulp, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and said emotionally, "Let's go, let's fire the cannon."

******

After setting off the firecrackers, the two adults returned home with their children.On this special festival, Yan Zixiao didn't chase Xing Tian away.

Xing Tian asked Yan Zixiao to take a bath first, and put the child to sleep by himself.But Yan Cheng was obviously excited about playing, why didn't he close his eyes, and insisted on pestering Xing Tian to tell him the story of Transformers.

Xing Tian said softly: "Baby, you have to be obedient, be good, and close your eyes."

"But I can't sleep, and I still want to go to fire the cannon again."

"Then let's play a game."

"What game?" Yan Cheng asked curiously.

"Corpse game."

"How do you play?" The child was eager to try this game for the first time.

Xing Tian lay tiredly on the edge of Yan Cheng's bed, and said lazily: "Just lie down quickly, no small movements are allowed, whoever opens his eyes or speaks will lose, baby, dare you compete with the boss? "

The child soon fell asleep.

Xing Tian tiptoed out of the child's bedroom.

Yan Zixiao had already taken a shower, was wearing a white silk nightgown, and used the spare time before going to bed to tidy up the living room.

Under the nightgown, the man revealed a large honey-colored chest, and his vigorous and lean muscles were gently wrapped in silk, showing beautiful lines full of power. Thin hip seam.

It is obviously a masculine and strong body, but it is half covered by a thin layer of cloth at the moment. This very contradictory stark difference makes Xing Tian's mouth dry instantly.

Xing Tian couldn't control it a little bit, and the memory of 100 g in his mind was not enough for him to fantasize about the sexy | gorgeous | picture of pressing a man under him.In his eyes, such a sexy man has infinite charms.

Xing Tian quietly stood behind Yan Zixiao, and asked in a deep voice, "Who bought you this pajamas?"

Yan Zixiao was startled and almost broke the glass teacup in his hand.

"Huh?" Xing Tian unzipped his coat.

"Myself."

"Really? So | coquettish, so | wave, are you wearing it for me to see?"

Yan Zixiao didn't think there was anything wrong with his clothes. Hearing the scum's use of coquettish and sloppy words, he frowned and said, "I asked the shopping guide to choose the basic style."

"Shopping guide? Male, female?"

"male."

Xing Tian felt an unknown fire in his heart, took off his coat, and threw it on the sofa.Walking up to the man, he said in a commanding tone like a king: "Take it off."