occupy boyfriend

Han Sheng stayed on the set until three o'clock in the afternoon, and then left in a hurry with Lucas. The heat of TD's new album hadn't passed yet, and the announcement schedule was very full, so he had to go back that day.

The two of them were in the car dispatched by Tianlin X City Branch. Lucas was in the co-pilot before, but now he rushed to follow up in the back row, sneaking a sneaky look at Han Sheng, humming and coquettishly, "Brother Sheng , don't be angry..."

To say that Han Sheng is most satisfied with Lucas, apart from that face, it is temper. Lucas is obedient and easy to control, unlike the children of TD, who have distinct personalities and will fight with you if they have nothing to do. .

Han Sheng glanced at him, "Next time, keep your mouth shut. Don't be foolish outside. The quarrel is trivial. If the media writes nonsense, you won't have to debut in your life."

Lucas nodded sharply, then pouted and sniffed fiercely, "Brother Cheng, do you smell anything?"

Just as he was talking, smoke suddenly rose from the car, and the strong smell of gasoline poured in from the gaps in the car. The driver was startled and quickly pulled over, throwing Lucas into Han Sheng's arms.

Lukas rolled his eyes, he hugged Han Sheng and did not let go, rubbing his face against his neck, "It's going to explode, it's going to explode!"

It took Han Sheng a long time to tear it off before he could get the human-shaped plaster off. His shirt was pulled out from his trousers, and he was out of breath.

When they got out of the car, they saw that the tailpipe was as thick as a big arm on the buttocks of the car, and it was squeezed into a wrinkled chrysanthemum. There was a piece of chewing gum stuck in the center of the car, which smothered all the exhaust gas and smoked their car. Bad snake worm ant.

The driver was so angry that he left the car to urinate, who did it!Is this hand fucking human?The big black bear that ran down the mountain!

Han Sheng kept silent with a gloomy face. He understood what was going on, but he could only suffer and sulk, and it was not easy to abduct him back to find someone to settle the score.

Lukas pouted there and worked with the driver on the pipe, leaning his round buttocks straight on Han Sheng's lap, peeking at Han Sheng's expression from his crotch.

……

Song Jin was sitting there helping Li Mingyu to draw up the script, suddenly his eyes went dark, he put on his sunglasses with a big hand, and pinched his face along the way, his rough fingertips scraped his thin skin, and his thick and fiery breath fell on him. ear.

"precious."

Song Jin said in shock, "Why are you here?!"

The two sneaked into the bushes at the corner of the studio. Xing Likun was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He obviously came directly from the business field in Z City. , "I came to you to try on the clothes. If it doesn't fit you, you can return it within seven days. We can't lose money."

What he said was upright and serious, and the last two of them didn't hold back, and they were happy—in fact, they just thought about it and missed it. They changed their ways to come and see Song Jin, and used their eyeballs to personally trace the facial features of this person. Silk, hold it in your heart, and then take it back and smack it slowly.

The afternoon sun sifted through the leaves and flowed with the wind, casting bright mottled shadows one by one. Song Jin looked up at Xing Likun and saw his black-browed and handsome man, he was inexplicably moved. He took the initiative to kiss his neck loudly, and then muttered and said shyly, "You can't stand it now, and it will take several months to film."

"Then I'll come every day." Xing Likun rolled his Adam's apple, grabbed the back of Song Jin's neck, pinched the two dimples on it, "Let's go... let's find a place to try on clothes."

"No, I can't go away. On the first day of filming, there are too many things, and the little assistant can't handle it." Song Jin looked embarrassed, and knew exactly what Xing Likun was up to—trying on clothes?Are you holding back to test someone?

Xing Likun clicked his tongue, "Then go to the car, and we'll be there."

Song Jin didn't object. In fact, he also thought a little bit. Last night, the whole phone call and flight made an itch, and it got more and more itchy.

The two walked slowly towards the parking lot. Song Jin saw that Xing Likun's cuffs were covered with dust, and patted them twice, "How old are you? Are you still rolling around like a ground monkey?"

Xing Likun snorted, "I didn't get lost, I did a manual job."

Steel cannon chrysanthemum, I guarantee you have never seen a small one.

The two of them drove around the film and television base, their eyes were red, their breathing was burning, and they were panicking.

When he turned around to a strawberry field, Xing Likun grabbed Song Jin from the passenger seat, pressed him into his arms, kneaded him, and leaned against the steering wheel to kiss him until he was dark.

Song Jin's waist was so tight that he struggled to breathe out, "...I'm crushed to death...you put down the seat, the seat."

As soon as the chair was put down, the space immediately became more spacious. Xing Likun lay there halfway up, the blood vessels in his neck throbbing, staring fiercely at Song Jin and swallowing, his fingers sank into Song Jin's buttocks, squeezing out ribs of flesh .

Song Jin was so hot that his forehead was sweating, he took off his jacket, revealing his close-fitting fleece underwear, the two points on his chest were already thinly protruding.

Xing Likun took a hard bite, "Zhenlang, look at you."

"You're tough." Song Jin narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and scratched, "You, your suit pants are about to burst, right?"

Praising yourself as a man is hard, it is like splashing water in oil, and it will splash you immediately. The volcano in Xing Likun's heart was opened, and the desire burst out, swallowing the sky and destroying the earth, with a gleam in his eyes. Clusters of bright green wolf lights.

Want to bite people, chew the bones, and swallow them with blood, you little waste!It just cost me my life!

Song Jin was turned over and stripped off his trousers, his belt was snapped, and two red marks were left on his hip bones, which were burning hot. His feet were on the steering wheel, and his thighs were split to face the road. In case anyone passed by, You can see him walking the bird in the car.

Song Jin was in a hurry, "Xing Likun!!"

The man covered his mouth, stretched his fingers in, and played with the soft tip of his tongue, "No one, I saw it when I came here."

Song Jin was still nervous, his back was leaning against Xing Likun's thick chest muscles, his breathing was stacked and ups and downs, his buttocks were hanging on the big stick, and he couldn't even slip down.

Xing Likun pulled down his trouser chain, and the beast dormant in the grass sprang out. The wet meat head slid against Song Jin's buttocks, right under the two eggs. Song Jin couldn't take it anymore, the tip of his buttocks trembled Almost didn't cry out.

Xing Likun straightened his waist and stabbed, pinched Song Jin's waist and pressed down, the stem was close to Song Jin's friction and collision, sparks splashed, and the wet and sticky hot liquid at the top slowly dyed the hair through the gap.

Every time it hit the top from the bottom, the fleshy head seemed to be chiseled open and Song Jin slashed in directly, brutal and domineering, full of gangster aura.

Song Jin rubbed against Xing Likun's hair with his buttocks, and almost peeled off a layer of skin when he was held on the front. A few steaming mist marks were scratched on the glass.

Xing Likun slammed fiercely, and Song Jin howled and flew on the roof of the car.

"Okay, you, you can shoot high enough." Xing Likun smirked, hugged Song Jin and fell down, with his face down and his butt up, with his hands on the steering wheel and his knees on his shoulders, as long as Song Jin If you lower your head, you will be poked in the eyes by the big bird.

Xing Likun was breathing heavily, and his eyes were firmly attached to Song Jin—there were two deep wavy dimples embedded in the firm and round buttocks, and a groove for the spine was formed in the middle, extending until it reached the butterfly bone of the shoulder. The snow-white skin has its own soft light in the carriage, and the curves of the body are sharp, shaking the man's eyes.

Song Jin's butt was brought right to Xing Likun's mouth. The man deliberately opened two buttocks and blew air. Song Jin's waist and legs were so hot that he was so ashamed that he could hardly support himself, he twisted his waist Begging for mercy, "Kun'er, don't, I really can't... um!"

"You fucking——" Song Jin's voice suddenly changed, his fingers twitched and slipped, and he pressed on the car horn. The loud noise scared away several wild birds on the roadside.

……

After all this tossing and tossing, Song Jin's clothes were wrinkled into dried pickles, and he couldn't wear them at all.

Xing Likun picked from a pile of bags and handed him a plaid shirt, "Wear this one."

"This color doesn't match my coat..." Song Jin said, but still took it and put it on, making two smug gestures, "It looks good and fits well."

Xing Likun didn't say a word, the corners of his mouth were twisted into a smirk, the collar of the clothes smelled like me, so of course it fit you best.

The two of them were getting bored, when Xing Likun's cell phone rang, he picked it up, frowning, "Okay, I'll talk about it when I go back."

"what happened?"

"There is something wrong, I have to go back to City B immediately."

Song Jin sat up all of a sudden, "Is it important?"

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

Xing Likun looked at Song Jin steadfastly, snorted his daughter-in-law's hair, and his heart softened. He didn't tell the truth——

The doctor from the People's Hospital went to see Song Xiuzhi, and initially suspected it was lung cancer. Because the equipment he brought was limited, he suggested that Xing Likun take the old lady to the hospital for a systematic and comprehensive examination.