wife and father

Qiao Sen was leaning on the sofa in the living room watching TV when Gu An entered.

Hearing the knock of the door, Qiao Sen only said don't turn on the light, and didn't even look back.

Gu An stood at the door, hesitating.

Qiao Sen looked back at him: "I'm hungry."

Gu An settled for a moment, then went to the kitchen.

Qiao Sen's eyes were fixed on Gu An.

Although he was wearing a black cotton top and a pair of dark jeans at the moment, looking at Qiao Sen's eyes, it seemed to be a naked and alluring body.

Qiao Sen didn't know whether it was the alcohol that made him feel excited or the special status relationship between them made him feel exciting and excited.

The only thing holding him at the moment is his lower body.He felt that the desire he had vented once was gradually raising his head again.

Gu An put the cooked noodles into a bowl, brought them to the living room, and placed them on the coffee table in front of Qiao Sen.

Johnson sat up and took a few bites.

It was the taste he was used to.

He and Gu Shuyu had been married for half a year, and Gu Shuyu never did any housework. The family neither hired a nanny nor hired a part-time worker, and all the housework was done by Gu An.

Seeing that Qiao Sen had finished eating and didn't intend to eat any more, Gu An took the bowls and chopsticks and went into the kitchen.

Qiao Sen got up, followed, and stood at the kitchen door looking at Gu An's back.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he also longed to get married and have children, and he could eat hot meals every day when he came home, and he saw his wife doing housework.

However, the reality is that although he is indeed married, since his marriage, it has been this old man in front of him, his father-in-law, who has done his laundry, cooking and cleaning up his room.

Qiao Sen walked over, leaned close to Gu An, and wrapped his hands around Gu An's thin waist.

He saw Gu An's foamy hands stop, and felt that Gu An's body began to become stiff.

With a low smile, he lowered his head and hugged the earlobe of the person in his arms: "Continue."

Gu An did not continue.

Qiao Sen raised his hand and put it on Gu An's chest: "Your heart beats so fast. Nervous? Scared? Or excited?"

Gu An didn't answer.Johnson didn't expect him to say anything either.

The other hand reached in from the hem of the clothes, drew a circle on his stomach, and then continued upwards, teasing the sensitive points on his body.

Qiao Sen lowered his head to suck the fine white skin of Gu An's neck: "Gu Shuyu doesn't follow you at all."

He heard Gu An's low moan, and smiled lowly: "Her skin is half as good as yours, so it won't make me feel so sick."

Qiao Sen smiled and rubbed behind Gu An with his lower body through his clothes.

Seeing the person in his arms close his eyes slightly, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly, he lost his mind for a moment.

Jonson had felt that he was not a quick-tempered person, at least in this respect.But at this moment, he felt that he had overestimated himself.

He tore off Gu An's belt, and didn't have the usual patience to peel the person in front of him clean like peeling an egg for foreplay.

Just did this a little over two hours ago, so the entry was smooth this time around.Although the body of the person who was entered was still a little stiff, he didn't even have the slightest resistance.

His hands were attached to Gu An's delicate and fair skin.Touched over and over again.

Qiao Sen thought, if this person didn't have those few shallow wrinkles on his face, who would know that he was getting old?

This body that he couldn't help but was not stained by the passage of time at all.It is still clean and delicate and flexible, like a teenager.

Gu An was panting, even though his body looked young, he was getting old after all.The young man's desire made him a little overwhelmed.

Qiao Sen stopped, but did not withdraw from Gu An's body: "Tired?"

Gu An's body was trembling slightly, but he didn't speak.

Qiao Sen picked him up horizontally, and the moment the joint slipped out of the other's body, he heard Gu An grunt, as if he was dissatisfied.

Johnson snorted, with a playful smile on his face.

That night, Qiao Sen tossed the old man until four o'clock in the morning, and he didn't stop until he fell asleep from exhaustion.

Leaning on the bed and lighting a cigarette, Qiao Sen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the sleeping face.

This age can still look good like this, I really don't know what kind of misfortune he looked like when he was younger.