little idol

Here, I lived in a trance for two days.

He decadently ate a lot of high-calorie snacks that he couldn't normally eat, pinching the new fat on his stomach in despair.

Su An was from an idol boy group back then, and his figure was strictly controlled. He had long been accustomed to eating boiled vegetables and oatmeal.

Until Li Langyu appeared, Li Langyu had a pair of magic hands and could use a rice cooker to make all kinds of delicious food for Su An.

His sweet and sour fish is delicious.

Su An poked the hot pot takeaway by himself, crying aloud with grievance.

He really wanted to spend the rest of his life with Li Langyu.

We cook together, wash dishes together, and sit on the sofa and watch the TV series they acted in together.When the love is strong, maybe you can touch the other person's lips lightly, or do something more intimate.

Li Langjiu's personality is very simple, and he stumbles to learn how to even kiss. I'm afraid he needs to teach him to learn that kind of thing.

Su An thought a lot about his future with Li Langyu.

He will buy a bigger house in City G, and hold Li Langyu's hand to get the certificate.

Li Langgu is a major in the Department of Acting, so he can teach him to act.And he will teach Li Langyu the rules of survival in the entertainment industry.

They work hard together and work hard together.If you are lucky, you can also go on stage together to win the best actor trophy as written in the book.

That must be a very happy life.

But all of this was destroyed the moment Han Youming appeared.

In a daze, Su An spared a little energy to think about Han Youming.When he left, he was smashed badly. Will Han Youming be smashed to death?Will it be smashed into dementia?

Su An couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

If Han Youming dies...if he dies...

in case……

Then he committed murder on purpose!

Thinking of this, Su An jumped up and turned on the computer to watch the news.

"Xinyue Entertainment's stock price plummeted, and chairman Han Youming was seriously injured in the attack. The situation is still unknown. According to relevant personnel, Han Youming is seriously injured and is already preparing for the division of inheritance."

Su An was petrified.

He...he was just very angry and wanted...to take revenge on Han Youming. He never thought about really killing Han Youming.

Tears welled up in Su An's eyes. He read through a lot of news, and they all said the same thing.

Said that Han Youming is dying and is preparing a will.

The media paid more attention to the stock price of Xinyue Entertainment, and they all mentioned Han Youming's physical condition. The more Su An watched, the more impatient he was, and he burst into tears at the computer alone.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, called his former manager, and asked with a sob: "Brother, is Han Youming really dying?"

The agent was silent for two seconds with guilt, looked at the 20 that had just been called on the account, and read from the script pretending to be sad: "I heard that it is impossible, Mr. Han's ex-wife has come back from abroad. See you for the last time."

The tears in Su An's eyes fell down with a "clack", and his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".

It's over, he must be convicted of intentional homicide.

how... how to do...

Su An has been timid since she was a child.

When he was in elementary school, one morning when he went to school, he realized that he had forgotten to bring his math homework. He was so panicked that he ran to the school gate crying, and had to walk ten kilometers home to get his homework.

He was stopped by the doorman, and he lay at the door and looked into the distance tearfully, until the math teacher came over after class, and coaxed him to bring it tomorrow, dumbfounded.

Su An sat in her bachelor apartment, in a trance.

The agent called back again: "Su An, Su An, are you okay?"

Su An choked with sobs and whispered, "I...I'm fine...Brother..."

The manager had a headache and said guiltily, "Su An, haven't you been signed by Han Youming? Go to the hospital to see Mr. Han if you have time these two days."

Su An didn't answer, and hung up the phone in a daze.

It doesn't make sense for him to look at Han Youming or not.

The important thing now is whether he wants to surrender or not.

In a private hospital in G City, Mr. Han, who was rumored to be on the verge of dying, was lying on a hospital bed and playing computer games leisurely with headphones on.

A Candy Color Shamat style MV was playing on the computer, and several beautiful young boys were jumping and dancing, comparing their hearts and winking in the lively rhythm.

Standing in position C was Su An with a green and dazed face.

It was their boy group's first single MV. Su An hadn't learned to adapt to the camera, and after comparing her heart, she lowered her head and smiled a little embarrassedly, but she looked even cuter and pitiful.

Han Youming liked it so much, he stretched out his finger and poked Su An's tender face.

The camera cut, and the face of another team member occupied the entire screen, and Han Youming immediately sank down in displeasure.

When the little rabbit bounced back, he would earnestly release a solo album for the little rabbit, and only shoot Su An from the beginning to the end.

Everything in the camera, Su An had a shy smile on his face and competed with the team members.A pink heart-shaped special effect bloomed from between the two, and the entire lens was shrouded in a pink halo.

Han Youming called his secretary sullenly: "How are the arrangements going?"

The secretary said: "Su Ann called his agent and everything went well."

Hanging up the phone, Han Youming became a little impatient, and opened another folder, which contained more precious secret information.

His pretty little O stood naked in front of a mirror, holding his butt up by the mirror, with a fluffy rabbit tail sandwiched between Bai Shengsheng's tender buttocks, shaking slightly nervously.

A sweet and soft voice with a little grievance sounded in the earphones: "Master...Master...the little white rabbit has been cleaned...Master can...you can eat...um..."

Han Youming's heart, liver and lungs felt soft and numb, and the big dick under his crotch stood up arrogantly.

He looked at the little bunny shaking his ass, while stroking his hot cock.

He gritted his teeth and said to himself: "If you don't deliver the goods yourself, little guy, I can come and rape you, little slut! Fuck!"

【Chapter egg:】

Su An was crying out of breath: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Han Youming's whole body was pressed against Su An's slender back, and his fiery breath carried the smell of pheromone A into Su An's ear: "Is the dick of the gold master big?"

Su An's whole body was pressed into the mattress, and she nodded with tears in her eyes: "Woooo... so big... Mr. Han..."

Han Youming asked, "Is that little slut having fun getting fucked?"

Su An said aggrievedly: "It hurts... woo... ah..."

Han Youming shook his waist, and used his thick dick to circle Su An's small buttocks: "That's why Jin didn't fuck hard enough!"

Su An cried even more aggrieved: "Ah... that's weird... woo... Boss Han... um... Boss Han don't move... Boss Han... woo... hiccup..."

Han Youming fucked the little beauty he just got and cummed three times, the hot water in his ass flowed all over the bed.

The little beauty who had been fucked unconscious lay on the bed and fell asleep, and hiccupped from time to time in her dream.

Han Youming couldn't help but soften in his heart, leaned over and kissed Su An's tears tenderly.

Su An murmured in her sleep, "It's so big... woo... hiccup... too big..."

Han Youming thoughtfully pushed aside Su An's limp butt, and gently applied anti-inflammatory drugs to that poor little hole that was swollen by fucking when it just opened.

Chapter 6: The chrysanthemum of the little idol is swollen, and Jin mainly uses special parts to apply medicine to him (eggs: measure the size with your own hands)

After receiving the second payment, the manager reluctantly made a second phone call under the supervision of Secretary Han Youming: "Su An, you must come back tomorrow. You have an announcement that you have already signed the contract. Did you forget?"

Su An was sitting on the floor of the bachelor apartment, choked up and said: "Brother, I remember, I will definitely arrive at the studio on time tomorrow."

Hearing his crying voice, the manager felt distressed and wanted to laugh: "Why are you crying? I'm afraid I won't be able to catch the train?"

Su An wiped his tears and shook his head: "No...not...brother..." He choked up for a while, and said, "Han is always hurt by me..."

broker:"…………"

Su An choked up and said, "I'm going back... woo... I'm going to... I'm going to turn myself in... Brother... I... I only have two houses under my name... woo... Please help me... ...Help me transfer it to my mother's name...sell...uh...you can sell it..."

The manager listened to the pitiful cry on the phone, then looked up at Mr. Han who was beside him with a serious face, and could only perfunctorily agree: "All right, all right, let me see you first, and we'll talk later, okay?"

Su An sobbed softly and said, "Brother, I... I will arrive at the station at two o'clock in the afternoon..."

Han Youming glared.

The manager coughed lightly and said, "Okay, I'll pick you up at the station."

With a backpack on her back, Su An boarded the train back to City G with a tragic face.

The manager smiled wryly and looked up: "Boss Han, I tricked you back."

Han Youming said blankly: "Are you planning to change jobs?" He found that Su An seemed to be particularly dependent on this chubby manager. If he hired him, Su An would definitely feel more at ease under his staff.

The manager continued to smile wryly: "Mr. Han, please forgive me."

Su An's personality is soft and sweet, beautiful and obedient, so he usually takes more care of her.

But the manager is an old fritter, and the risk of following the boss's little lover to change jobs may be greater than the benefit.

Su An was sitting on the high-speed train to G city, the blurry scenery outside the window flashed by, everything was familiar yet strange.

Four years ago, he took this high-speed train for the first time to go to City G to work hard for a hopeless future.

He was lucky enough to get what he wanted.

But that nightmare is also like a shadow, and I can't get rid of it.

He didn't sleep all night yesterday, and at this moment, an irresistible drowsiness rose in his uneasy heart.

Su An leaned against the car window and slowly closed her eyes.

The relationship between him and Han Youming is actually hard to describe in words.

Su An is a stupid person, but he has an extremely keen intuition about people.

He was afraid of Han Youming, and he was terrified at the first sight.

The tall man sat calmly in the shadow of the light, every sharp look seemed to eat him apart.

This fear lasted for many years, even after Han Youming readily agreed to end the nurturing relationship, Su An still didn't feel safe at all.

He had a strange premonition that one day Han Youming would make him die a miserable death.

Sure enough, bad luck still came.

Su An fell asleep all the way in a daze. In the dream, Han Youming was like a roaring huge beast, baring its fangs in the dark.

When he woke up from his dream crying, the arrival notification sounded in his ears.

Su An wiped away her tears and got out of the car with her schoolbag on her back.

Besides his manager, Han Youming's secretary was waiting for him at the exit.

Su An was too scared to move.

There was a warm smile on the manager's chubby face: "An'an, don't be afraid, Mr. Han's people are here to negotiate with you."

Su An's eyes widened in horror: "Can you still negotiate?"

The secretary smiled and said, "Of course, please follow me."

The three started a simple negotiation in the secretary's RV.

The secretary took out a contract to Su An.

The above required Su An to sign a ten-year contract with Xinyue Entertainment, and to obey all the arrangements of the company during the contract period.If the contract is terminated, a sky-high liquidated damages of 16 billion will be paid.

If Su An signs this contract, Xinyue Entertainment will give up the prosecution and recovery of Su An.

The secretary drank red wine slowly: "Mr. Su, the fact that you injured Mr. Han caused the stock price of Xinyue Entertainment to plummet. I estimate that you will also compensate Liu Yi for this loss. What do you think?"

Su An whispered with tears in her eyes, "I'm signing the contract."

He has no choice.

If he goes to jail, his mother will be very sad.

In contrast, a ten-year entertainment contract is like a pie falling from the sky.

The agent looked worriedly at Su An, who signed the sign foolishly, but in the end he didn't say much.

After signing the contract, the secretary smiled and said, "That's it, Mr. Su, you can go to work now."

Su An said blankly: "Huh?"

The secretary said, "Yes, I will take you to Mr. Han's office."

Su An said anxiously: "He...he is not...not..."

The secretary smiled: "Mr. Han's injury is very light, and he has been discharged from the hospital and returned to the company."

Only then did Su An realize belatedly that he was probably fooled by that scheming old bastard, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

The manager couldn't bear to look straight away and turned his head away.

In the office of the president of Xinyue Entertainment, Han Youming, who was sent a pile of critical illness notices by the media two hours ago, was looking at the documents with a blank expression.

The lively singing of a long-disbanded idol boy group rang through the earphones.

"You're in my heart bang bang bang bang bang bang,

Plop, plop, non-stop jumping...

Hey hey hey yo!

I want to give you the best sweetness~"

The secretary knocked on the door: "Mr. Han, Mr. Su is here."

Han Youming wore one earphone and said without raising his head, "Let him in."

There was a sound of timid footsteps like ducklings, and they stopped nervously two meters away from Han Youming.

The secretary tactfully went out and closed the door, and sent a WeChat message in the staff group: "Don't bother Mr. Han if there is no important matter. If there is something particularly important, just hand over the documents to me."

In the spacious office, a gloomy big bad wolf and a timid little white rabbit stared at each other deadlockedly.

Five minutes later, the little white rabbit mustered up the courage to question: "You lied to me!"

Han Youming looked down at the document and acted dismissively: "Where's the evidence?"

Su An's beautiful peach eyes were filled with watery tears: "The media say you are going to die..."

Han Youming said blankly, "What does it matter to me that the media is crazy?"

Su An stared at her with aggrieved eyes, and was too annoyed to speak.

Han Youming switched to the next song in his earphones.

Su An's clear and soft voice sang a sad love song of broken love in a whisper.

Listening to Su An's solemn singing, Han Youming looked up at the tearful little rabbit, and couldn't help laughing.

Su An looked at this shameless old thief in disbelief: "You...you still laugh...you still laugh at me..." Tears fell from his big eyes, and he was so wronged that he was about to curl up into a ball.

Han Youming shut his mouth tightly: "You read it wrong."

Su An was so anxious that she was about to jump: "What do you want from me!"

Han Youming stood up and walked towards Su An step by step.

Su An was frightened and stepped back step by step.

Han Youming said coldly: "Stand up!"

Su An stood at attention like a conditioned reflex, not daring to move.

Han Youming's ears were surrounded by Su An's soft and sad BGM.

"Those heart-wrenching loves,

Do you still want me to kneel down and beg you to leave..."

Han Youming pinched Su An's ear, and gently tugged twice: "Has the contract been signed?"

Su An's ears trembled, and she whispered, "Signed...signed..."

Han Youming said: "After signing the deed of selling oneself, just obediently let the benefactor do whatever he wants, do you hear me?"

Su An protested softly: "But...but I signed an artist contract..."

Han Youming caressed his small waist through the thin clothes, stretched his fingers through the waistband of his trousers, and grabbed a lump of soft buttocks: "Do you remember the content of the contract, Su An?"

Su An's voice was trembling with nervousness: "I... um... I... didn't watch..."

He was so scared.

Afraid that I will be arrested, afraid that I will go to jail.

He didn't know how to tell his mother, and he didn't know how to face his painful life of losing his freedom.

So when Han Youming's secretary put forward conditions, he hurriedly agreed to them all.

There was a smug smile from the corner of Han Youming's mouth, but his voice was always cold and deep: "It says, obey all the company's arrangements, and accept any request from the president Han Youming. You signed it yourself, Su An. So, now be obedient to me , show your little butt and let Mr. Jin fuck it."

Su An subconsciously covered his butt, but felt Han Youming's hand pinching his butt through his pants.Su An was overwhelmed by fright, and raised her hands high like an electric shock: "Mr. Han, me, me, me..."

Han Youming's heart melted at his silly and pitiful reaction, his dick swelled so painfully that it almost tore through his suit pants.

Han Youming bullied him with a straight face: "Take off your pants by yourself, and raise your hand and wait for the benefactor to help you take it off?"

Su An clutched her buttocks and said tearfully, "No...it can't be done...Mr. Han...I don't want it today..."

Han Youming said: "When will I give you the power to say no? Take off!"

Su An was too frightened to beg for mercy, bit her lower lip aggrievedly, and pulled the elastic of the sweatpants slowly with her thin white fingers.

Two white, tender and round butt eggs popped out of the white sweatpants, hanging tremblingly on the elastic band.

Han Youming said, "Why don't you let Kim be the boss today, huh?"

Su An said aggrievedly: "Because... because the little butthole... is still swollen... woo...it hurts..."

Han Youming peeled away the two balls of white and tender buttocks, and carefully observed the pitiful little buttocks in the middle.

The small buttocks were worn into a pitiful bright red, and the fine folds were slightly swollen, stained with glistening lewd water, looking lascivious and pitiful

Han Youming raised his eyebrows: "It's so swollen, hasn't it been two days since I fucked you?"

Su An cried and said, "Woo...I...I don't know...it's swollen...it hurts..."

Han Youming had no choice but to let him go to look for anti-inflammatory drugs in the desk drawer.

Su An stood there with her butt bare, and whispered blankly, "What are you doing?"

Han Youming took out a tube of anti-inflammatory medicine and said, "Help your little Sao's asshole get swollen, so you can get fucked."

Su An blushed and said, "You... you have this kind of thing in your office, don't you... do people come here often..."

Han Youming lowered his face in displeasure: "Come here quickly."

Su An moved over crookedly with his bare buttocks, closed his eyes and waited for Han Youming to give him the medicine.

Han Youming squatted down, opened his buttocks with both hands, and stuck out his tongue to lick the red and swollen buttocks.

Su An Bainen's thighs trembled, and she grabbed the edge of the desk tightly with her hands, sobbing: "Woo...Mr. Han...ah..."

The wet, hot and rough tongue licked the red and swollen sensitive buttocks and eyes, and the lewd water and saliva mixed together, making a loud licking sound.

Su An's legs opened slightly unconsciously, and her buttocks were raised higher uncomfortably: "Don't...um...Mr. Han...don't lick...ah..."

Han Youming kissed his buttocks hard again: "Xiao Sao's asshole almost sucked my tongue in, and she said no."

Su An lay down on the table sobbing, scratching Han Youming's documents with his fingers.

Han Youming slapped his trembling white buttocks: "Get ready, I'm going to give medicine to the little slut."

Su An subconsciously tensed up.

Han Youming took out his penis under his crotch, applied anti-inflammatory medicine on Zhu's body, aimed at the red and swollen little asshole and slowly inserted it.

Su An's red and swollen buttocks contained the big cock that had been smeared with anti-inflammatory drugs, and cried aloud in aggrieved way: "Didn't you say... woo woo... don't fuck it... woo woo... need to take medicine... ah……"

Han Youming held his small waist and slowly walked in and out: "Little slut, the master gave you medicine with a big cock, you are not satisfied, huh?"

Su An struggled slightly while trembling and crying: "You're lying... woo... so bloated... don't... woo... don't use a big cock... hiccup... don't use a big cock..."

The mild anti-inflammatory relieved the swollen feeling, and in a strange comfort, the big cock that came in and out of his body gave him a magical pleasure.

The ointment melted by lewd water was mixed together, and the buttocks became slippery inside and out. The hard glans easily pushed through the soft intestines and touched the tender flower heart, and the sound of sloppy water was detected.

Su An was so comfortable being fucked that even the cries of grievance gradually subsided, she just moaned softly, and her slippery buttocks obediently swallowed the big dick of the gold master.

【Chapter egg:】

Su An's lower body was so sore that night, but he slept soundly.

He even got into the generous embrace of the benefactor himself and snored a little in the middle of the night.

Waking up the next day, Su An opened his eyes in a daze, and found that his face was buried in the gold master's chest.

Looking up, Han Youming was looking at him with a gloomy face.

Su An was overwhelmed and terrified.

Han Youming was silent for five seconds, then said coldly, "Get up."

It was only then that Su An realized that he had actually slept all night on the benefactor's arm.

Su An got up in a panic: "Boss Han, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...uh..."

Han Youming hugged him and pressed him on the bed, kissed the chattering pink mouth fiercely, and ordered vaguely: "Open your mouth."

Su An opened his mouth obediently, and Han Youming's fat tongue got into his mouth, with a strong taste of A pheromone, encroaching on his palate and tongue.

Su An's concept of kissing is limited to lips touching lips in idol dramas.Han Youming's proficient and lingering deep kiss completely stunned him. His two legs, which were still a little numb and uncomfortable, struggled slightly, and his knee accidentally touched a hard and hot big guy, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to move anymore.

Han Youming slowly opened his mouth, and said with a half-smile: "Why don't you touch it?"

Su An was about to cry in fright, and whispered, "Yes...I'm sorry...Mr. Han...I...I didn't mean to..."

Han Youming got up and sat on the head of the bed, showing the giant under his crotch openly: "If you like it, I will let you take a second look."

Su An sat naked on the bed like a duckling, covering his eyes with his hands, carefully looking through his fingers at the big dick that made him cry and scream last night.

Han Youming let him watch.

Under Han Youming's firm abs is thick pubic hair, which is very thick and hard, and it made Su An's buttocks red last night.

In the lush black forest, a thick cock was erected.The cock is deep purple-black, the glans head is as big and plump as a pigeon's egg, and the body of the cock is covered with erect veins.

The penis in the morning erection is as long as 25 centimeters.

Su An foolishly drew the diameter of that big dick with both hands.

Han Youming grabbed his slender wrist and pulled it over: "If you want to try the size, come and touch it yourself."

Su An didn't dare to resist, blushing deep into his hands, he held the hard, fiery big dick with difficulty.

This... such a big thing... how... how could it possibly get into his little asshole... it will definitely be stretched apart...

Han Youming said in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"

Su An blushed and said, "No...it's nothing...Mr. Han..."

Han Youming patted Xiao O's head: "Use your mouth to help me suck it out, and let your little asshole go temporarily this morning."

Su An obediently lay on the bed, trying to suck Han Youming's big dick with her pink lips timidly.

Han Youming sighed comfortably, he liked this little thing more and more.

Chapter 7: Go home and sit on the wooden horse, put on a small pink clip, blindfolded (Egg: Being a pet will be…

Su An wrapped Han Youming's coat and fell asleep on the sofa in the office.

There were still tears of grievance in the corner of his eyes, and he looked cute and pitiful.

Han Youming turned up the air conditioner twice, and called his assistant to go to the logistics to get a blanket.

Su An didn't sleep all night last night, and was tired from being fucked by Han Youming again at this time, so she slept very soundly, and even snored a little.

Han Youming's earphones were still playing songs.

It was Su An's clear and sweet voice, softly singing baby good night.

Han Youming couldn't help but have a wicked smile, but he quickly restrained himself and sent a message to his secretary: "The artist department and publicity department are going to have a meeting, and I have an urgent proposal for them."

Su An slept until dark, rolled off the sofa in a daze, sat down on the cold floor, and looked up blankly.

The buttocks are still a little sore, but the redness seems to have really disappeared, and the burning pain is no longer there.

Su An stood up crookedly, looked down for a while with a blushing face, and squatted down with difficulty, picked up Han Youming's suit jacket, and wrapped it around herself.

The pheromones in this old man's body are the smell of hormones, which often disturb him and make him feel overwhelmed.

Su An took out her mobile phone, and was horrified to find that there was a missed call on it, and the note was "Big Wolf Dog".

Su An anxiously called back, but there was only a cold female voice on the other end of the phone, telling him in an emotionless tone that Li Langji's cell phone had been turned off.

Tears fell from Su An's eyes.

He had a bad feeling.

The only chance for him and Li Langjiu to reconcile has been missed forever.

Su An sat naked on the cold ground, huddled in a corner like an abandoned animal.

The lights in the office were off, and the air conditioner was blowing a half-cold wind.

Only the flickering light on the phone screen illuminated Su An's delicate face.

Su An choked up and held back her tears, staring at the phone number in a daze.

When exchanging mobile phone numbers for the first time, Li Langji held his hand and typed out the number on his mobile phone one after another, like a spell to break the ambiguous taboo.

Li Langguo's slender fingers pressed the broadcast room, and melodious music sounded from the windbreaker pocket.

It all started from there.

Han Youming pushed the door open and came in, startled by the gloomy light in the corner: "Su An?"

Su An choked up and said, "Huh?"

Han Youming came over and squatted beside him.

Su An looked up at him timidly, and said tearfully, "Boss Han..."

Han Youming asked, "What are you doing sitting here?"

Su An turned off the phone and whispered, "It's nothing."

Han Youming asked: "Is it cool to sit on the ground?"

Su An whispered, "It's not cool..."

Han Youming picked him up expressionlessly and put him on the sofa, then turned to turn on the light: "You slept soundly."

Su An didn't answer, and continued to peek at the missed call on the phone, and dialed again, but the other end was still turned off.

His big wolfdog, it turned out that he really didn't want him anymore.

never...don't want him again...

Su An was trying to hold back his tears, but suddenly a tall body covered him in the shadow of the light.

Su An trembled, and hurriedly hid the phone under her buttocks.

Han Youming didn't go to grab it either, but just sneered: "Call my son?"

Su An was so frightened that her face turned pale: "No...no!"

Han Youming took out a mobile phone from his pocket and threw it into Su An's arms: "Lang Yu went to Boston with his mother this afternoon, and left the mobile phone at home."

Su An lowered her head and wept silently.

Han Youming knelt down to look at his face.

Su An was holding the mobile phone and was about to drop it on the head. On the way, he remembered his ten-year death contract, so he didn't dare to make a move.

He hated Han Youming to death, but he didn't dare to beat Han Youming.

I don't know how to vent the overwhelming grievances in my heart.

In the end, Su An slammed the phone out, curled up on the sofa and cried loudly.

Han Youming was stunned, he was in a hurry, not knowing whether to hug or beat him, he held back a sentence in a hurry: "Don't cry!"

Su An cried even harder, cursing softly while crying: "It's all your fault... woo... Han Youming... woo... It's all your fault... It's all your bastard... woo... ...You still don't let me cry... woo woo... I want to cry... I want to... hiccup... just cry... woo woo... I want to cry... hiccup..."

Han Youming gritted his teeth, knelt down on the side of the sofa and held Su An's thin arm firmly, tearing apart the huddled little bastard like a clam shell, revealing his tender red nipples and Bai Shengsheng's belly.

Su An was still crying, out of breath, hiccupping and scolding Han Youming while crying.

Han Youming used various methods such as glaring, scolding, and threatening spanking, but Su An didn't stop crying.

Su An's slender body seemed to be filled with grievances as big as the Pacific Ocean, and she cried hysterically and flooded the sofa with tears: "Pervert... woo...Han Youming, you pervert... hiccup... you pervert... woo... you should Castrated! Chop the chicken! Feed it to the pandas!"

Han Youming squatted beside the sofa at a loss, and plucked two strands of hair for himself.

He couldn't be too hard, so President Han had no choice but to condescend and use soft words: "I was wrong, how long are you going to cry before you stop?"

Before Su An recovered from President Han's dreamy confession, he was even more aggrieved by the next sentence, crying and saying, "You are not wrong! Woooo...it's all to blame...hiccup... Blame myself...a bit of a back...wow...why did I provoke you...uuu...hiccup..."

Han Youming: "..."

He actually knew why Su An was sad, and he even knew how much Su An hated him.

But in this matter, he absolutely cannot admit his mistake.

This is related to the final dignity of a domineering president.

Absolutely can not admit mistakes!

Han Youming was silent for a while, and said, "I have a meeting today, and both the artist department and the publicity department have suggested that you make a second team debut. What's your opinion?"

Su An's crying gradually subsided, and she looked at Han Youming suspiciously with her big teary eyes blinking.

Han Youming said, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Su An was really puzzled.

He thought that terrible contract was just a tool used by Han Youming to control him.He is not an artist of Xinyue Entertainment, he is just a toy and pet of Han Youming.

He never thought that Han Youming would actually fulfill the duties of his boss.

Su An is a person who has no independent opinions in his career.

He used to listen to his agent, but now he can only whisper, "I listen to you."

Han Youming said, "Yes."

He actually didn't want Su An to form a boy group again.

A group of young and lively boys in the idol boy group eat and live together all day long, and when they have nothing to do, they hang their shoulders in front of the camera to sell CP or something, which makes Han Youming very unhappy.

But with Su An's character of hiding behind others' backs whenever he's shy, debuting alone will only put him under more pressure.

Han Youming will not let Su An continue to be the [-]th line of the past. Since he snatched Su An over when he went crazy, he must let Su An achieve the glory of the peak.

He doesn't want to lose face as a domineering president!

Seeing that Han Youming stopped talking, Su An hid in a corner and started to put on his pants secretly.

His buttocks were still uncomfortable, and he couldn't lift his numb thighs.Su An would wear it standing up and sitting down for a while, and when she couldn't lift it, she just lay down on the ground and started to wear it.

Han Youming was overwhelmed by his crying at first, but he couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the lively appearance of Xiao O resurrected with full blood in a second.

Han Youming waited for Su An to put on his pants with great interest, before he said slowly, "What are you wearing? I still have to take them off later."

Su An trembled in fright, and glanced at Han Youming's crotch in horror, unable to believe that Han Youming was still interested.

Han Youming pinched his face: "I'll teach you a lesson when I get home."

Su An was taken back to the big house by Han Youming.

Li Langgu left, and the empty house became the two of them again.

One is full of ambition, and the other is frightened.

Just like before.

Su An stood nervously in the living room, not daring to sit still.

Han Youming hugged his small waist from behind, and whispered: "An'an, do you miss the room you used to live in?"

Su An shook his head, then nodded subconsciously.

Han Youming is like a wild beast that takes its prey back to its own territory to enjoy, and its whole body exudes the joy of being confident.

Su An shivered under the siege of hormone A: "Han...Mr. Han..."

Han Youming whispered, "Afraid?"

Su An nodded honestly.

Han Youming teased him: "What are you afraid of? Afraid of being whipped, or afraid of a big dick, huh?"

Su An felt aggrieved and whispered, "I'm all... all afraid..."

Han Youming picked him up and said, "Then go and review your little toys first."

Su An's eyes went dark, and his legs were so frightened that his legs went limp.

At the end of the corridor was a door that had been locked for a long time. Li Langwu never knew what precious objects his father had hidden in this secret room.

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