Fawn

Cheng’s house in Zhangjiakou, the main building is two small buildings, one towering, which is the residence of Cheng Tingli, and the other one is located in the back, a little simpler, which belongs to Cheng Shiteng.The two small buildings were often empty, because Cheng Tingli rarely stayed in Zhangjiakou for a long time. Anyway, the government affairs followed him, and he could still give orders when he was in Tianjin.

Cheng Shiteng returned to the small building where he lived. There were servants and orderlies in the building. Since Cheng Tingli was not interested in women, he was full of servants with handles from top to bottom.Cheng Shiteng has no objection to this. As he grows older, he finds that he is becoming less and less interested in women.It is precisely because of this that he procrastinates day by day, refusing to add a young lady Cheng to his family - if he comes, he will be a widow. His unpopular mother-in-law is a good example.Perhaps Chunlan could be called over to be the housekeeper, but Chunlan is so fat now, and she is also responsible for looking after the house in Beiping, and her temper is really too big. When Cheng Shiteng thinks of this former big girl, he feels a little scared.

Without Chunlan and Xiaolu, it seems that no one in this world would care for him sincerely.Holding on to the handrail to go up to the second floor, he asked someone to go to the bathroom to put hot water for himself.In front of his father, he is a beaten son; apart from his father, he is also a thorny head who is difficult to serve, so the servants in the building are like clever cats and mice, walking close to the wall, one by one. Quietly, for fear that an accident would annoy him.

After taking a painkiller, Cheng Shiteng went into the bathroom and took off his clothes tearfully.With his clothes on, he looked the same; when he took off his clothes, his body was covered with bruises and bruises.Taking a hissing breath, he reluctantly sat down in the bathtub.Then slowly leaning back, he closed his eyes and remained silent.

He didn't know how to rescue Xiaolu, he was no match for his father.But he wanted to save him, and he couldn't be reconciled if he didn't.He thought Xiaolu didn't even like him, how could he fall in love with his father like an old playboy?If the two were really happy last night, Xiao Lu would be so miserable today that he couldn't even walk?

Raising his dripping hands and wiping his face, Cheng Shiteng looked down at his wounds again - he hadn't been beaten in a few days, the last time he was beaten up was because he secretly wanted to go east to Japan, but before leaving , was caught by his father.

Cheng Shiteng took a nap in the bathtub, and after the water cooled, he woke up from the cold.Putting on a bathrobe and going back to the bedroom, he shivered and crawled into bed. His body was warmed up, but his eyes could no longer be closed.The deer was not far away from him at the moment, and there was only a piece of lawn between them.He is suffering from insomnia at the moment, so what about Xiaolu?

Cheng Shiteng didn't dare to think about it, because his father was also in that building, and his father must be beside Xiao Lu.

As Cheng Shiteng expected, Cheng Tingli did sleep well all night with his arms around the deer.

At dawn the next day, Xiaolu opened his eyes, and then found that at some point, the pajamas he wore last night had been unbuttoned wide open, and the thin pajama pants had also been pulled down to his knees.Cheng Tingli put one hand on his waist, hugging him loosely.

He still didn't dare to sit, so he curled up sideways and went to lift his pants first.However, as soon as he moved on this side, Cheng Tingli on the other side woke up.Opening his eyes, he looked back at an alarm clock on the low cabinet beside the bed, and then he lay down again: "It's still early, are you going to sleep now?"

Xiao Lu pulled up his trousers and closed the front of his pajamas with one hand: "I'm going to pee."

Cheng Tingli raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, then stared at him with a smile and said, "Come back after peeing, and lie down with me for a while."

Xiaolu got out of bed noncommittally. After recuperating for a day and a night, he felt that the injury in his back court seemed to have really improved. At least his two legs were his again. Get up, no need to drag and rub forward.

He knew that Cheng Tingli was waiting for him to go back on the bed——Cheng Tingli had a hobby of sleeping in, and it was not quite accurate to say that he was "sleeping" in. He didn't really sleep, but he just refused to get up.

If you know it, you know it, but he doesn't intend to be obedient.After taking a hot pee, he went into the attached bathroom and filled himself with a tub of warm water.In the sound of Huahua's water, he held a toothbrush in his mouth and looked at the big glass mirror. He saw that his hair was short and his eyes were big. Because he drank soup for a few days and lost weight due to hunger, he looked a little weird .

He looked at himself, always in a strange way.He is not very picky about others, but Wu Kui and Zhang Chunsheng are both pleasing to the eye.

Xiaolu didn't sleep, Cheng Tingli was bored lying alone, and then remembered that there was still a batch of military affairs in the study downstairs, so he sat up reluctantly.After breakfast, he went downstairs to the study to deal with military affairs. After leaving for less than half an hour, Li Guoming ran upstairs with a smile on his face and told Xiao Lu, "The military seat wants you to go!"

Xiaolu's pajamas were washed by the servants, and now he only has a nightgown on his body.Turning his head to look at Li Guoming, he asked, "Why do you want me?"

Li Guoming smiled at him very affectionately: "I miss you!" Then he stepped forward and stretched out his hands to him: "Come on, I will help you walk slowly."

Xiaolu shook his head: "No, I won't go."

Li Guoming was a little surprised: "Why don't you go? The military seat is waiting for you!"

Xiao Lu looked at Li Guoming and saw that he was a hopeless little bitch.And Li Guoming looked at him with wide eyes, and urged him sincerely: "Go, the military seat likes you so much, why don't you go?" Then he lowered his voice and made a gesture of confiding in his heart: "The military seat He is a very nice person, how many people want to curry favor with him, but he can't do it. You are injured, and he can't do anything to you. You can go and sit with him for a while and talk. What's wrong? If you don't go, one Isn't it boring to stay in the house?"

Xiao Lu found that Li Guoming was still interesting, and even reminded him of Zhang Chunsheng occasionally.Now that Li Guoming was eager to explain the pros and cons to him, he also answered the questions: "I have nothing to say to him."

Li Guoming stomped his feet: "Oh! Why are you so stubborn?"

Immediately afterwards, he took a step closer to the deer: "Are you sure you're not going? If you're really not going, can I go?"

This time before Xiao Lu could answer, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and it was Cheng Tingli who walked in.

Cheng Tingli dressed in trousers and a shirt, with both cuffs neatly rolled up to his forearms, and the collar of his shirt was white and stiff.Smiling and walking in front of Xiao Lu, he said softly, "I knew that no one else could please my little darling except me!"

After finishing the words, he hugged Xiao Lu involuntarily.Xiaolu has been losing weight rapidly these days, lying in his arms, almost losing weight.And he held the deer around in a circle, and laughed like a child: "Fly!"

The deer didn't fly, and the slippers on the deer's feet flew.Looking at Cheng Tingli inexplicably, Xiaolu didn't know why he suddenly returned to his godfather appearance many years ago - at that time, he would often joke with the two children, would "fly" with them in his arms, and stick out his tongue at them to imitate Wolfhound.

Xiaolu can't stand his old-fashioned look, since the relationship between father and son has already existed in name only, then it's better to forget all the past.He doesn't like to change, and the ever-changing people or things will make him overwhelmed and unable to bear it.

Cheng Tingli carried Xiaolu, who was wrapped in a nightgown, to the study on the second floor.

Everything can be lacking in his study, except for a large writing desk.Sitting down on the big sofa chair behind the desk, he let the deer sit on his lap.Holding a pen in his right hand, he lifted his nightgown with his left hand and wrapped it around Xiaolu's waist. He first casually signed each document, and after signing, he suddenly stopped writing and turned to Xiaolu: "Did you take a bath in the morning?" gone?"

The little deer nodded, not knowing what he was going to do again.

Cheng Tingli smiled, and bit the tail of the pen between his teeth. Then he picked up the cap of the pen, put it on the tip of the pen and twirled it a few times.Then he opened the drawer and threw the pen in, then he pointed a finger at the little deer, and said with a secretive smile, "Godfather wants to make you happy!"

After saying this, he stretched out his arms and swept across the writing table, and the neat documents immediately fell to the ground with a crackling sound.And he immediately got up with the little deer in his arms, and laid the little deer flat on the desk.Fawn was caught off guard and lay on his back, his upper body was down, but his buttocks were still hanging in the air.And Cheng Tingli took advantage of the opportunity to tear off Xiaolu's belt, and as soon as the belt was loosened, the front of the nightgown slid left and right, and Xiaolu's snow white was exposed, and his two legs fell into his hands, and he bent and parted them .

Leaning down to the deer's chest, Cheng Tingli began to kiss him piecemeal, from the collarbone to the navel, and sucked his nipples, sucking with relish.

Xiaolu stretched out his arms and turned his face sideways, gritting his teeth to resist the bursts of itching.So this is what Cheng Tingli meant by "happy", he thought, but it didn't actually make him happy.Lying on the cold and hard desk, he just felt uncomfortable.

At this time, Cheng Tingli's lips moved down all the way, gradually approaching his crotch.His constricted entrance was marked with scabs of blood, but it was indeed clean, clean in color and clean in smell.Cheng Tingli hadn't waited on anyone like this for many years, so he hesitated for a while when facing this part, then he poked his head over and breathed on it.

Then he stuck out the tip of his tongue, and he touched the entrance lightly.And after the two sides touched for a moment, Xiaolu on the desk trembled violently, and even leaned forward to make a gesture to get up.Cheng Tingli immediately raised his head and smiled at him: "Don't be afraid, this time it will definitely not hurt you."

Xiaolu stared at him, didn't say anything, but was terrified in his heart - he would rather Cheng Tingli make himself hurt than this kind of teasing.

Cheng Tingli pursed his lips and smiled at Xiao Lu, then lowered his head again.This time he didn't hesitate, and pressed his lips firmly together. As he kissed, he felt the legs in his hands trembling and twitching, and the deer on the desk gasped at first, and then seemed to lose control, and began to let out a low voice. moan.

As soon as the heat was coming, Cheng Tingli slowly pressed his hot lips upwards, and finally sucked his genitals hard—although the soft genitals were still sluggish, a drop of transparent juice had already secreted from the top, trembling Trembling will not fall.Xiaolu snorted in a crying voice, the snort was so heavy that his whole body shivered from being sucked by him.

Cheng Tingli put down Xiaolu's legs, supported the desk with one hand and straightened his waist.Looking up and down at the deer in front of him, he found that this kid is really good, good looking, easy to use, fun, one is worth ten, or just one is enough.