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This incident has brought a lot of shock to everyone. As for the young master of the Qin family, the old man of his family also failed to keep him. The illegal detention and intentional injury are enough for him to drink a pot.

Zuo Rong sat on the sofa of Kong Feicheng's house, looked at the man who was eating pineapple on his lap, and dripped the juice on his pajama pants, and said: "It's quite strange to say, we were kidnapped because of , I just found out that I like you."

Kong Feicheng wiped his mouth and said, "Could it be that you still want to thank that old man? Do you want to go to the prison and send him a pennant? Just write 'Contemporary old man, peerless matchmaker'?"

"Hey, I didn't realize you were so poor before, who did you learn this from?" Zuo Rong pinched his nose.

"Your sister, I think that's how she talks to Xiao Zhu. Xiao Zhu is very happy, unlike you, who keeps a cold face all day long." Kong Feicheng poked his itchy flesh.

"I found that you are really talking nonsense with your eyes open, tell me when did I become cold to you?" Zuo Rong began to attack him.

Kong Feicheng laughed straight after being scratched by him, "I was wrong, I was wrong, you are the cutest!"

But Zuo Rong stopped suddenly and said to her seriously: "No, you are the cutest."

"..." Kong Feicheng blushed. "You kid, what kind of messed things do you watch all day long? Why do you have a set?"

"I look at you every day. I look at your photos when I can't see you. When I see you, I feel my heart beat. I want to kiss you, hug you, and completely own you. The so-called compliments are just words from the heart."

"Okay, stop it, I'm getting goosebumps." Kong Feicheng didn't show any face.

"..."

Kong Feicheng suddenly thought of something, "Zuo Rong, come home with me tomorrow."

This caught Zuo Rong by surprise, "Do your parents... know about us?" He was a little worried that he would destroy the father-son relationship that they had eased a lot.

"My dad knew about it a long time ago. I told him the day you made up the exam. He wanted to invite you back for dinner that night." Kong Feicheng said while pinching his fingers.

"What? No wonder Professor Kong gave me such a high score..." Zuo Rong thought of his western culture class, which was close to full marks, and suddenly realized an important thing, "In that case, Professor Kong should... Do you have any comments?"

This guess made him faintly feel a little happy.

"The opinion is getting bigger. He said that you are too young, and you are worried that I will eat young grass, and that you will not want me when I grow old and look bad." Kong Feicheng added fuel.

"Well... age is something that cannot be changed, but it has never been an obstacle. It is only 7 years old, and I will grow old with you. And each age has a unique meaning, there is no need to resist aging, it is a must for everyone What's more, our Assistant Professor Kong will look good when he gets old, and I will always love to watch it."

Zuo Rong gently stroked the soft hair on the top of his skull, and kissed him tenderly.

"Then, do you want to go home with me, kid Zuo Rong?" Kong Feicheng asked him with a smile.

"Okay, Uncle Kong."

"Don't call me uncle!" Kong Feicheng exploded.

Kong Wenxing received his son's message, and immediately wrote a poem and posted it on Moments. Zuo Rong and Kong Feicheng liked it one after another.

However, it didn't take long for Professor Kong to remember that he had promised to cook in person last time, but this cooking skill has been practiced for more than a month, and it can be said that he has not improved at all.

Professor Kong of Yangchun Baixue encountered Waterloo, so he had to admit that culinary skills, such a low-level thing, are indeed a missing element in the genes of the Kong family.

My son is going to bring his boyfriend back tomorrow, but I have repeatedly made scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I am distressed, and my son's message is sent again.

"Dad, you don't need to prepare anything. We will buy vegetables and go to Zuo Rong to cook. Don't tire yourself out."

Look, this son is different, how much he loves himself!

"I've never eaten food cooked by my dad. I guess it's about the same level as me. For our personal safety, you will cook tomorrow." Kong Feicheng said to Zuo Rong who was doing push-ups.

"Okay." Thinking of his dark cola chicken wings, Zuo Rong was a little apprehensive.

"Then can you do push-ups in another place?" Kong Feicheng said to him lying on the bed.The collar of the bathrobe is so large that a large area of ​​skin on the chest is exposed to the air.

Zuo Rong got up from the floor and pulled down his collar, "Then... can I do it on Assistant Kong?"

Kong Feicheng said softly, "どうぞ (please)."

That night, Zuo Rong forced him to speak a lot of Japanese.The two who love dirtytalk but can't let go, finally discovered a new world.

Before going to Kong's house the next day, Zuo Rong finally realized how Kong Feicheng felt when he went to Zuo Le's house. Even a calm person like him was very nervous.

The two went to the supermarket to pick out vegetables for a long time, Zuo Rong was more cautious than usual, and it took more than ten minutes to pick out a box of beef.In the end, Kong Feicheng couldn't stand it any longer, so he picked up a box and threw it into the shopping cart, then pulled him up and left. If you don't hurry up, the old man will be waiting for supper.

Zuo Rong took deep breaths in front of Kong's house for 5 minutes, pressed Kong Feicheng's hand to open the door tightly, and said to him, "Let me slow down for a while, just one minute."

"My dad must be hungry..." Kong Feicheng rolled his eyes helplessly.

Can't wait for the left, can't wait for the right, Professor Kong is a little anxious, and wants to go downstairs to meet the two children, but when he opens the door, he sees the scene of the two of them arguing.

"Cough... classmate Zuo Rong is here." The good upbringing kept him smiling, thinking that the young people nowadays are really impatient.

Zuo Rong was so frightened that he almost knelt down, "Kong, Professor Kong, hello..."

"Come in!" Kong Wenxing beckoned the two to go in.

Zuo Rong said hello, and immediately got into the kitchen, recalling his performance just now, and felt that the impression points accumulated in the previous semester were probably in vain.

Kong Feicheng said a few words with his father, then came in to help, and said jokingly, "Hey, I didn't realize that our classmate Zuo Rong is still so nervous?"

"get out!"

"You yell at me?"

"I was wrong, is the beef fried with sand tea sauce?"

"to make."

"Can I wash the cherries for you to eat?"

"Row."

Cannibals have short mouths, so Kong Feicheng shut up obediently, and went out with a big bowl of cherries.

Zuo Rong cooked some of Kong Feicheng's favorite dishes, and some dishes suitable for middle-aged and elderly people for clearing blood fat and lowering blood pressure.As soon as the food was on the table, Professor Kong looked at him with admiration. He didn't expect such a handsome young man to be so good at cooking.

After taking a sip, he recognized his son-in-law even more.

As soon as the meal is eaten and the tea is drunk, the atmosphere naturally becomes active.

"Student Zuo Rong, don't call me Professor Kong from now on, just call me Uncle." Professor Kong raised the cup to him.

Zuo Rong quickly clinked his cups of tea in trepidation, "Okay, Uncle Professor."

"Pfft..." Kong Feicheng almost choked, the child was so nervous that he lost his mind. "Come, eat a piece of fish to nourish your brain."

"Xiao Zuo, are you interested in taking a double degree in literature next semester? I can take you personally." Professor Kong has always liked this student and wanted to poach him.

"No, Professor Kong, I really like reading books, but I can't do my own writing at all, and my literary quality is not enough." Zuo Rong is telling the truth, he has never been good at literary creation.

"Oh? It's true that I haven't read the article you wrote, but your logic is very strict when answering the questions. If you express it properly, you should write a very good work." Kong Wenxing was a little surprised.

Zuo Rong put down the chopsticks in his hand and said seriously: "Professor Kong, I am a science student, and I am extremely lacking in humanistic feelings. I have always implemented a rigorous and cautious science thinking, and I believe that numbers are more beautiful than oil paintings. , hate all sudden uncertain factors.

My current major is psychology, which is a subject that studies human cognitive science. Things related to people will inevitably be mixed with subjective factors.But even so, I still love theoretical results supported by a lot of data.

In the previous ten years, I lived like a machine, and only an accurate and error-free algorithm could make me run well, and my whole life seemed to be just to make everything logical.

Until I met your son Kong Feicheng, my life began to change dramatically.

I started doing some very childish things and saying things that didn't make sense.There seems to be a bug in my program, but my life has become better and better because of it.

All these changes made me feel happy. I started to cry and laugh, and fight with him. I felt uneasy if I didn't see him for a day.

I believe in science, and I also believe in fate. His uncertain factor is my destiny.

He is all my humanistic ideals, and nothing more can be given to others. "

After finishing speaking, Kong Feicheng put down the chopsticks long ago, and just looked at him quietly.

Professor Kong drank the tea in his cup, "Xiao Zuo, listen to this passage yourself, does it seem to be said by someone who lacks humanistic feelings? Do you want to talk to that Professor Shen from ancient literature? You Just say it's okay."

Zuo Rong and Kong Feicheng: "..."

Such a good atmosphere can be spoiled, has your old romanticism fed the dog?

Before leaving Kong's house that night, Zuo Rong had already had a good chat with Professor Kong.Although he is not good at writing things, he has unique insights into literary works, and he speaks clearly and logically. The more Professor Kong listens to it, the more he likes it, and he wants to recognize him as a godson.

On the way home, Kong Feicheng quietly stared at Zuo Rong who was driving, with a faint smile all the time.

"I like oil painting." He said suddenly.

Zuo Rong understood immediately, so he said, "Then I will accompany you to see it, and I will accompany you whatever you like."

"You are the Adam God created for me."

The ear pinna was hot and humid for a while, and it turned crimson.

April came to an end soon, and on Tuesday of the last week, Kong Feicheng celebrated his 26th birthday.

He had worked overtime the night before, and it was past nine o'clock when he got home. Mondays are always full of things.As a result, when he opened the door, he saw that the light was on, Zuo Rong was waiting for him at the dining table, it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Why did you come here? Have you waited for a long time? I'm really sorry..." He is always used to finding problems in himself. He obviously didn't know that he would come over, and he had to work overtime, but he still felt that he had done something wrong.

Seeing his exhausted appearance, Zuo Rong's heart ached so much, he rushed over to hug him in three steps at a time, "No need to apologize, you're not wrong, even if you really did something wrong, don't apologize to me, I love you."

Kong Feicheng was caught off guard by this sudden confession, "Rongrong, are you okay?"

"It's okay," Zuo Rong let go of him and said, "I'll go and heat up the dishes, you can change your clothes and come over to eat."

It was nearly ten o'clock after dinner, Zuo Rong urged him to wash up and go to sleep.

"Aren't you going to do it?" Kong Feicheng looked at him with some puzzlement.

"You say that so that I always have the feeling that I have taken care of you, as if I came here just to sleep with you." Zuo Rong pinched his chin, raised his face and kissed him, "Hey, you have a very busy day at work." Work hard, rest early."

"But I want to do it, I'm not tired, I want to do it three times tonight." Kong Feicheng stretched out three fingers, leaning on him dishonestly, rubbing the tip of his nose against his shoulder.

"Are you sure?" Zuo Rong looked into his eyes, which were indeed shining brightly.

"En!" Kong Feicheng nodded repeatedly.

For the first time tonight, dedicated to the bathroom.

Wrapped in the warm water, the body temperature of the two gradually rose, and Kong Feicheng's sensitive skin began to turn red, which was extremely attractive.

Zuo Rong didn't want to go out to get the lubricating fluid, so he reached out and grabbed the Vaseline, and dug out some for him to expand.

After many times of running-in, the expansion progressed faster and faster, and he became more and more familiar with this body, and Kong Feicheng almost let it out just by teasing his fingers.

Hearing this man's beautiful voice, Zuo Rong couldn't help it anymore.Pulling his waist to the front, let him turn his back, put his hands on the wall, slump his waist, buttocks pouted, without wearing a condom at all, and inserted it in a backward position.

Kong Feicheng's waist is very slender, without a trace of fat, but her buttocks are not shriveled at all, and they are even quite upturned. The backward posture looks particularly visually impactful.

Zuo Rong slapped him on the buttocks. It didn't use much force, but it achieved the effect of adding to the fun.

"Is it cool?" He deliberately thrust a few times.

Kong Feicheng, who was treated like this for the first time, actually felt a little irritated, "Well, it's cool, it's so cool..." His voice became intermittent amidst the strong rebuttal from behind.

Zuo Rong was encouraged, took a few more shots, and said a lot of dirty but not dirty words.Except for the two of them, no third person would believe that these words came from him.

Under such stimulation, the two vented out one after another.Zuo Rong shot the thing outside and rinsed it off with the water.

(1/3) get!

The second time belonged to Kong Feicheng alone, and it happened in the study.

"No, Zuo Rong, this one can't get in!"

"It can go in, it's not as thick as mine."

Seeing Zuo Rong holding his largest brush in his hand, Kong Feicheng felt a little apprehensive.

However, when the pen holder was actually inserted, he realized that this thing looked scary, and it was really not as big as Zuo Rong's guy.And it's very hard, not as comfortable as Zuo Rong's.

In the end, he ejaculated thanks to Zuo Rong's three-inch tongue.

(2/3) get!

For the last time, I returned to the bed. Kong Feicheng, who had vented twice, was already a little exhausted. He wanted to stop, but when he saw Zuo Rong's little monster, he gritted his teeth and held back. Isn't it just to do it again? , come on!

Zuo Rong took the lubricating fluid and reapplied him to avoid dryness and pain, then opened a 001, put it on the top of his already flowing water, stroked Kong Feicheng's hair and said, "Put it on for me with your mouth."

Kong Feicheng did as he did, he really liked Zuo Rong's rough treatment of him, and once suspected that there might be a hidden potential in his body.

He gently smoothed off the little raincoat with his tongue, and then tried his best to serve Xiao Rongrong for a while, just hoping to save a few times for a while.

But soon Zuo Rong gently pulled his hair, pulled his head away, then kissed him tenderly, and entered his body in this kiss.

The tunnel has become soft and hot, tightly wrapping the veined avatar, and the intestinal juice makes a lewd sound of water under the squeeze of the fleshy column.

Zuo Rong put one of his legs on his shoulder, this posture made him penetrate deeper, Kong Feicheng's body trembled, and he made a more seductive sound.

"It's too deep, Zuo Rong, you are too big, uh..."

"Does Assistant Professor Kong like it? Do you like me doing this to you?"

"I like it, uh... I like it, use force, ah!"

Zuo Rong stepped up his strength, bent down and kissed his eyes, the tip of his nose, his lips, and the two small protrusions on his chest.

"Professor Kong, I like you here. You are very sensitive, and you will tremble when you touch it." He gently bit the left one, and pinched the right one with his fingertips to soothe.

"Hmm... itchy, don't..."

Zuo Rong stopped abruptly, even stopping the thrusting of his lower body, and asked viciously, "Don't you want it?"

Kong Feicheng felt aggrieved and was about to cry, "Yes, I want, give it to me quickly!"

"Then I won't be polite." Zuo Rong licked his earlobe lightly, and started the next round of more vigorous crusade.

After dozens of thrusts in a row, he showed no signs of ejaculation, but said in an extremely sexy hoarse voice, "Come on, let's change positions."

Every time he heard him speak in such a deliberately low voice, Kong Feicheng couldn't bear it, and he would do whatever he asked for.So this time, according to what he said, he knelt and lay on the wall beside the bed, waiting for him to enter from behind.

His legs were pushed apart by his knees, exposing the hidden parts.They had never tried this position before, and the doggy style would always bring a special sense of excitement, Kong Feicheng was looking forward to it.

However, when the little monster penetrated to the end, he had the desire to escape.

It was too deep, this posture was really too deep, he felt his stomach being pushed, and he cried out directly.

"Ah! Zuo Rong, get out! It's too deep, I can't stand it, uh..." The head was turned to kiss, and the sobbing sound was blocked by Zuo Rong's lips.

The thrusting again and again seemed to penetrate the deepest part of the body, even the soul was impacted, and Kong Feicheng felt that he had sublimated.

But as the body slowly adapts, the discomfort gradually fades away, replaced by an unprecedented pleasure.If you want the ultimate pleasure, you must first accept the extreme pain, which is true.

Under such strong stimulation, Kong Feicheng was about to reach the top soon. Zuo Rong realized the changes in his body, stretched out his hand in front of him, grabbed his desire to stand upright, blocked the horse's eye at the top with his thumb, and looked at him. Said: "Wait for me."

The desire that could not be vented was wandering in the body, Kong Feicheng kept shedding rational tears, sobbing and said to him: "Zuo Rong, please, let me ejaculate, I feel so uncomfortable, let me ejaculate..."

The person behind him speeded up and pushed dozens of times, and finally let go of his hand, and the two of them vented out together in the thrill of being overwhelmed.

Zuo Rong looked up at the clock, it was exactly zero.

"Happy birthday baby."

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