occupy boyfriend

Song Jin and Li Mingyu signed an agreement to settle matters, and went to the small conference room to chat alone.

In just a short while, Song Jin checked Li Mingyu's background again: he has a clean resume, a gentle personality, and knows how to avoid risks. But also because of this, his two idol dramas and a Haicheng joint venture movie , all of them are the same type of characters, such as the heroine's childhood sweetheart, immediate boss, all kinds of secret love and open love but failed, and she ended up sadly, especially making her mother feel distressed.

But the character set is too single, the fans are seriously oriented, and it is easy to get tired after watching for a long time. These dramas are also fast consumption routines, which can only accumulate short-term popularity, and it is difficult to make breakthroughs in acting skills. On the contrary, the way of acting is suppressed.

But these things have to be smoothed out slowly, and I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

It was almost noon, and the two of them wanted to have a meal together as usual.

There is a talk about this meal in the industry, it's called "Baimener" - regardless of whether they knew each other before or whether it was a competitive relationship, after eating this meal, they are people on the same boat, and the artist and manager are involved in the honor and loss , The interests are intertwined, so if you can't put it in your stomach overnight, you have to carry each other around when you shit and fart.

Song Jin asked Li Mingyu to change into casual clothes. As soon as he went out, the side door opened, and he knew who it was by the sound of footsteps.

Xing Likun wrapped his warm hands around Song Jin's neck, rubbing the two dimples on the back of his neck, "Baby, are you done?"

This person was breathing heavily, and it was rare for him to grunt and chirp. It was obvious that he was scratching his boots last time, and he was still 'hungry' right now.

Song Jin raised his eyes and squinted at him, his thin eyelids showed a faint coquettish look, "I have to eat later."

"...Eating belongs to eating, Li Mingyu seems to be very smart when I look at it, don't tell me all about it."

Song Jinbai said to him, "Are you running on me?"

Xing Likun snorted, if you don't give up, can you trick Han Sheng into that?

Li Mingyu's ability to give oral sex to people he doesn't know in order to climb up the ladder is probably not serious.

After thinking about it, Xing Likun still kept the matter between Li Mingyu and himself a secret, there's no need to let Song Jin know about it, just make a fuss.

The two of them were getting bored, Li Mingyu opened the door and came in, saw Xing Likun was taken aback, then laughed, "Mr. Xing, why are you here?"

"Look at the situation." Xing Likun didn't like to talk nonsense to idlers, and he didn't even give him a look.

Song Jin stood up and looked at Li Mingyu, and nodded with satisfaction, "You look like a student in casual clothes, and you have a good affinity."

If there is astrology in one's bones, no matter how orderly it is, it will look good.

Li Mingyu pursed her lips and smiled, looking very cute, "Thank you, Brother Song, what do you like to eat? I'll treat you to today's meal... Do you want Mr. Xing to eat with you?"

As he spoke, his eyeballs involuntarily rolled down his crotch, the tips of his ears were flushed, and his eyes were full of spring.

Xing Likun has read countless people, and he is not bothered by Xiao Sao's thoughts at all, just let him go, but Song Jin coughed, "President Xing must be very busy—"

"I'm not busy, why don't I just have a meal, if I have time." Xing Likun eagerly wanted to have lunch with his wife, although Li Mingyu was an eyesore.

Li Mingyu didn't smell it, she felt happy, and her whole body looked hydrated.

The three of them got out of the parking lot with the little assistant, Song Jin walked at the back, stretched out his hand and secretly pinched the bear's ass, gnashing his teeth hard.

Asking you to be courteous, don't you understand people's words? If they dare to tease you, you dare to drill in and mess around!

The little assistant was driving, Li Mingyu originally wanted to sit in the back next to Xing Likun, but Song Jin took the lead, so he had to sit in the co-pilot.

Song Jin turned his head to look at the scenery outside, and was too lazy to talk to Xing Likun, the collar of his shirt was washed and softened, and a small part of his collarbone was drooping, revealing a dazzling white.

Xing Likun's face was expressionless, his Adam's apple was rolling, but his hand quietly dragged Song Jin's hand over, rubbed it against the thigh of his trousers, and pressed it directly on the hard hot object - the one you pinched just now. All of a sudden, I'm going to explode.

Song Jin shivered in shock, licked his lips unnaturally, his fingers stiffened and trembled from the heat underneath.

Li Mingyu peeped at Xing Likun's sharp-edged handsome face from the rearview mirror, his eyes were dazed, quietly guessing what he likes to eat.

Li Mingyu chose a high-end Chinese restaurant. Seventeen or eight dishes were served on the table. At the end, each person set up a small pot. In the pot, there was a thick and fragrant cold soup, no beef and mutton, and it was specially used for boiling precious fresh food. The food was enough to take away Li Mingyu's clothing endorsement.

But he thinks it's worth it. What is Xing Likun's identity?The second young master of Haicheng Industry, the head of Haicheng Entertainment, can ordinary things be imported?

However, Xing Likun doesn't like these delicate things, and he is gentle and doesn't like the top buns. He especially misses Song Jin's home-cooked dishes - strong handmade spinach noodles, big dumplings with cabbage and pork... This table meal, that is, Only men can chew with the face of a daughter-in-law.

The little assistant was used to getting along with Li Mingyu, and she consciously peeled off the shells and served Li Mingyu, the little master.

Li Mingyu moved his chopsticks and put everything in Xing Likun's place, "President Xing, try this, it's very fresh."

Song Jin remained calm, picked up a chopstick and went over to stir-fry the snail meat, "Yes, Mr. Xing, you are open to eat, so don't be polite."

Xing Likun swallowed his saliva, bit the bullet and ate the red and spicy snail meat, his mouth and stomach were on fire, but his heart was so sweet, his wife was jealous.

As soon as the table stopped, something was wrong under the tablecloth.

Xing Likun's left leg touched one leg, slowly rubbing against it, Xing Likun frowned, and dropped his chopsticks gently.

Song Jin wondered, "What's wrong?"

"There is sand."

"..." The smile on Li Mingyu's face disappeared, she retracted her legs, and ate honestly.

"It shouldn't be, let me take a look." Song Jin took a few shells over, lowered his head and carefully picked them into Xing Likun's bowl, and licked his fingers habitually, and felt embarrassed after licking. Li Mingyu and the little assistant were all looking at him.

Li Mingyu was a bit of a clean freak, so she didn't show any suspicion, and obediently handed Song Jin a wet tissue.

Xing Likun looked at the white meat in the bowl, and watched Song Jin's fingers wrapped in paper towels wipe up and down, his eyes changed suddenly, and he almost bit off the chopsticks.

This meal was stumbling, but it was over. When the dessert was served, Song Jin went to the bathroom. Xing Likun couldn't sit still anymore. He walked out of the box and chased after his daughter-in-law. In the bathroom, there was no one there, so he pushed someone directly into the cubicle. Song Jin was startled, "Don't make trouble with you, I can't hold it in anymore!"

Xing Likun hugged Song Jin from behind, his bulging crotch stretched to the limit, and it hurt so badly, he rubbed Song Jin's butt hard, licked Song Jin's soft and white earlobe, "I can't hold it anymore... "

The shirt outlines the strong chest muscles, which are rising and falling violently with breathing. Xing Likun stretches out his hand to rub Song Jin's crotch, which is half hard because of urinating, and Song Jin's voice changes when he touches it a little, "Don't be convulsed, Li Mingyu and the others are still waiting..."

"Then let them wait." Xing Likun grabbed the hem of his trousers with his big hand and took off Song Jin's trousers.

Song Jin's old washed underwear was a bit fleshy, and there was a hair attached to it. Under Xing Likun's fiery gaze, he slowly pushed up.

The light in the cubicle was bright, Song Jin was ashamed, and elbowed someone, lacking confidence, "I, I still have to pee."

Xing Likun graciously supported his daughter-in-law, "Piss, I'll watch."

……

Song Jin wiped his face, "...I can't urinate."

"Then pee after ejaculating." I was waiting for this sentence.

Xing Likun wrapped Song Jin in his big hands and rubbed them, and he was pressed against the chilly sideboard with a bang. With his other hand, he untied his trousers chain, took Song Jin's underwear down to the hollow of his knees, and pushed it up close to his flesh, sliding Squeezing into the gap between Song Jin's buttocks, he bowed roughly and moved.

"Baby, miss me..."

Song Jin suppressed his breathing, the eagerness of his bladder couldn't keep up with the soaring pleasure, his eyes were red and bloodshot - the last time I tasted the marrow, I didn't enjoy it!