Tachycardia

Wen Jinran thought that the man who talked to Song Yaxiang that day was just her boss, and it seemed that he took good care of Song Yaxiang at work. He had a little affection for that man, and was even grateful.

In addition, Jin Botao's handsome appearance, standing with Song Yaxiang unexpectedly matched him, and he had some ambiguous thoughts in his heart, thinking that his mother, the boss, might... like her?

After all, no matter how ignorant he is, he still understands that such a major matter as changing the household registration is definitely not like the boss said that it is just a matter of little effort, and the procedures are cumbersome and complicated.

It can be seen that this boss should be more or less interested in Song Yaxiang.

He lost his father when he was young, and he can't remember what his father looked like at all. It was Song Yaxiang who pulled him up alone when he was very young. After all these years, he always thought that Song Yaxiang couldn't forget his father. And he has a mop bottle beside him, thinking about his mood, that's why he has been reluctant to find another one.

If Song Yaxiang really ushered in a second spring, he couldn't tell how happy he was.

The day before the exam, Song Yaxiang disappeared at home again.

Almost every time he took an exam, Song Yaxiang was not at home, but this time Wen Jinran was relieved. Every time he went to find Jin Wendong, at least he didn't have to be so frightened anymore.

The exam went well. On the day of the end, after the evening self-study, the next day was the weekend. When school was over, Jin Wendong leaned on the desk to watch Wen Jinran pack up his things, with a gentle expression on his face, and his tone of voice: "Why didn't your mother come to pick you up today?" You, baby?"

Wen Jinran heard the hidden meaning in his words, he was laughing at him for being so big and still looked like a giant baby, a little ashamed and annoyed: "Who are you calling baby?"

With no classmates around, Jin Wendong doesn't need money when talking about love: "Who else is my baby here besides you?"

Wen Jinran had never heard him say such things, her face turned red from embarrassment, she was happy but still said stubbornly: "Who is your baby."

"Okay, okay, you're not a baby," Jin Wendong coaxed him along with his words, stretched out his long arms and wrapped his arms around his waist, "You are my little landlord."

The little landlord was very obedient to his embrace, looking down at the back of his head lying on his waist.

Jin Wendong's voice was muffled: "After holding back for so long, is the little landlord willing to distribute some food to the farmers under his command?"

Wen Jinran didn't understand his stalking, and didn't realize that he played yellow accents quietly, and rubbed his head for the first time——Jin Wendong is too tall, and he can't reach it under normal circumstances. Changzi regretted Qingqing's words: "Do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing."

Jin Wendong suddenly raised his head to look at him, his eyes radiated wolf light.

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Knowing that Song Yaxiang had left, Wen Jinran was dragged home by Jin Wendong after not being close in the classroom for a long time. The lights in the house were turned on, and the empty living room was filled with ambiguity because of Jin Wendong's arrival.

Jin Wendong skillfully and naturally took off the school uniform jacket on the hanger, and then went to help Wen Jinran take it off, and when they were zipping him up, they were facing each other, and he pinched his face with a smile.

Wen Jinran also laughed, the dimple was filled with honey, and Jin Wendong was so sweet that Jin Wendong was fascinated, he couldn't help it, reached out to hold his buttocks, and hugged him up.

Hugging him like a child, Wen Jinran was taken aback. He felt extremely insecure when flying into the air, but because it was Jin Wendong, he just wrapped his arms around his neck without any struggle. He believed that Jin Wendong won't fall on him.

Jin Wendong walked in with him in his arms, kissed his dimples, and whispered: "Do you miss me?"

They breathed endlessly, Wen Jinran was almost burned, and nodded with a red face.

"How much do you miss me?" Jin Wendong asked again.

Wen Jinran didn't know how to answer these words. At this time, Jin Wendong kicked open the door in his bedroom and knocked him, feeling as if he was going to slide down. He hugged Jin Wendong tightly, as if he had caught him. A harbor that can be relied on, tightly and never let go.

Jin Wendong deliberately frightened him, feeling his dependence, and smiled darkly in a direction he couldn't see.

He was pleased, and even a little ecstatic. After being separated for nearly a month, the time for intimacy was greatly reduced, so how could he not miss it.

Although he didn't want to have sex before the college entrance examination, so as not to scare Wen Jinran, there are some intimate ways of intimacy between boys, but it's not impossible to do them.

He put Wen Jin on the bed with great care.

Wen Jinran's buttocks touched the soft quilt, he let go of his arms holding Jin Wendong, instead supported his upper body with his backhands, and looked up at him.

Jin Wendong squatted down, and began to kiss his forehead down, first the eyelids, then the nose, and finally the lips, he held it in his mouth, sucked and bit it for a while, feeling like he wanted to eat something soft Candy, comforting sweetness.

He wished he could eat Wen Jinran's whole body, but he could only forcibly suppress the tyrannical desire in his heart. He endured it until his eyes were red, and an unquenchable fire burned in his heart, which almost burned out his reason.

But when Wen Jinran looked at him with foggy eyes, he was left with only tenderness, pity and destruction go hand in hand, rationality and possessiveness intertwined, a layer of hot sweat dripped from his forehead, he let go of Wen Jinran's lips, and bit him sideways ears.

With just one bite, he continued to explore, took off the inner lining he was wearing, and gnawed on his whole body with dense kisses. Finally, he knelt down and took off his shoes for Wen Jinran.

Wen Jinran wore a pair of white socks, and his delicate feet were wrapped in them. Jin Wendong's hands shook a little, and after taking them off for him, he gently held the soles of his feet, staring at his feet with burning eyes.

Not long after we got together, Wen Jinran discovered that he might be different from ordinary people's eccentricities, but he was innocent and didn't know what his behavior meant.

There is a saying about the three-inch golden lotus in ancient times. Although it is a bad habit, it also reflects how much men like this part.

Wen Jinran had little contact with men, and he had never dated a man before. He thought that all men, like Jin Wendong, fell in love with this part and liked to touch this part.

He thought this kind of intimacy between partners was normal, although he himself didn't like touching other people's feet.

Jin Wendong raised his foot to his lips.

Wen Jinran could feel his breath, thick and hot.But he didn't struggle, and watched as Jin Wendong held his foot and pressed a kiss on the back of his foot.

It was itchy, making him tremble all over.

What happened next was a bit beyond his cognition, Jin Wendong pushed him into the quilt, made the best use of his foot quilt, picked a big radish, the radish was thick and long, and pushed him The bully wants to cry but has no tears.His feet were sore and his own radish had been pulled out, but it tasted good.

The industrious little landowner half wanted to kill the picker, but was caught back again, and continued to pull radishes for the farmers. The red radishes were disobedient, and they always frightened him. He felt unhappy and cried and cried out.

As a result, no one would pull out his own radish, so he started moaning again, tearfully begging the farmer to pull out the radish for him. The farmer put his foot on the radish for him to step on, and told him, "Do it yourself, and you will have enough food and clothing."

So the little landlord really cried.

He cried and cried, and the radishes came out with juice, which was thick and delicious. The farmer held it in his palm and licked it clean one by one. He praised that hardworking people would be richly rewarded, and then he also rewarded the little landlord. Radish juice spilled on his feet, and he was weary from crying, and was embraced by the peasants.

In the dream, he turned into a rabbit, gnawing on the radish, the radish was so obedient, and the radish was so big, he almost laughed out loud as he swallowed it down.