Is it that difficult to rely on the gold master?

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"Since you said it's a decoration, let's put it on display before getting married." Although shocked by the hunger and thirst of the older virgin Ye Lan, Fang Qire insisted on his own opinion, "I must come to my room to warm my bed later, and I was arguing, did you hear me?"

How much they like to quarrel!Fighting, kissing, scolding, love, I can't stand it every day, every night, work, quarrel, rest, quarrel, quarrel in bed, God knows how exhausted Ye Lan is physically and mentally, and the most frightening thing is that Fang Qire not only quarrels with him alone, but also with him when he finds time. Yan Weishi quarreled, and he almost suspected that Fang Qire was a fake rich second generation who appealed to the soul of dissatisfied menopausal women.

"Do not……"

"If you dare not come, I will castrate you!"

"I really refuse." The aggressive method that is enough to challenge the dignity of a man is useless, Ye Lan has no choice but to cheat, "Anyway, if you don't sleep with me, we don't want to share the same bed."

"Ye Lan, do you have to be so stubborn?"

"Isn't it you who are stubborn! Premarital sex is so normal. You have to wait a few years after marriage. I'm running for three people. I'm old and my waist is damaged. I'm panting for climbing the fifth floor. If you don't want to sleep with me, then I will sleep." You..." In fact, two men don't have to be in a fixed position when they are in love, Ye Lan thought that if Fang Qire was really so old-fashioned and wouldn't sleep with him, then he could force Fang Qire to sleep with his eyes closed.Although he looks obedient and cowardly, he actually has a heart of attack!

Hearing that Ye Lan was about to attack, Fang Qire immediately narrowed his eyes, "What did you just say? Can you say it again?"

"I said," although she was a little scared, Ye Lan repeated with her chest up and her head up, "If you don't want to sleep with you, I can sleep with you."

"Ye Lan, I think you are tired of working." Grabbing the plastic flower on the coffee table, Fang Qi hotly chased Ye Lan and beat him, "You want to die if you pull me out!"

"I'm sorry! I was wrong!" Ye Lan reacted very quickly and ran away, and the two immediately played a chase in the living room like a cat and a mouse.

"What did you do wrong?"

"I shouldn't have thought of sleeping with you!"

"anything else?"

"and also?"

Seeing himself being chased by Fang Qire to the corner and about to be beaten severely, Ye Lan's eyes widened in horror. "Wait! Don't!"

"You have no chance to regret it!" Ye Lan cried out in pain at the moment Fang Qire hit hard, "No—"

"do not want!"

"Don't use plastic flowers!"

"No pain……"

Then the sound gradually became weaker and smaller, because there was almost no feeling of the plastic flower hitting his butt, as if Doraemon was hitting his shoulder with a small fist that could not be seen with his fingers. Not only did it not hurt, but it was quite comfortable.

"Cut!" Throwing away the plastic flower, Fang Qire thought for a while, and finally gave in to Ye Lan's request to go to bed, "If you want me to sleep now, you can, first shave the chest hair clean."

Shaved chest hair?

"No!" Ye Lan immediately covered his chest, "Chest hair is my protective color!"

"Protect the fart! It's disgusting to death!"

Fang Qire hated Ye Lan's thick chest hair from the bottom of his heart. From the beginning to the future, he only wanted to ask medical experts to permanently remove the obstructive chest hair. I put Ye Lan to sleep a month ago.

Seeing that Fang Qire hated his chest hair so much that his eyes were on fire trying to burn off the excess vegetation on his body except for the hair, Ye Lan pretended to be sad, looked up at Fang Qire's disgust and asked, "Qire, do you love me?" me?"

"I don't like to have a relationship with you!" Fang Qire's answer was that he acquiesced that he loved Ye Lan, but Ye Lan still looked unhappy, pouted and hummed, "I think you just don't love me."

"Who said I don't love you anymore?!"

"Lu Xun said that the rich second generation who can't even accept the chest hair of the man they love is not qualified to talk about love."

"I just can't accept it! So what if I'm not qualified to say I love you!?"

They are already lovers. It doesn’t matter whether they are qualified or not. Ordinary people get 520 red envelopes on Valentine’s Day, and rich people get 5200, 52000, 520000, 5200000, 52000000 red envelopes. Anyway, they prove their love to the rich. There are tens of thousands of ways, adding an extra zero can show love again.

"What else?" Shaking his head, Ye Lan smiled wryly, "How about breaking up?"

"impossible."

"What is impossible, I think you dare not tell."

"Is there anything I dare not? Divide it!"

"Okay, from now on, we will cut off the three wives and four concubines and never get back together. I'll go take a shower, go to bed, and see you tomorrow morning, my colleagues. Good night, don't disturb in your dreams."

The routine Fang Qire said to break up, Ye Lan returned to being single and comfortable, but at the same time did not forget to walk into the bathroom quickly, for fear that Fang Qire would regret it when he realized that he had been routine.

Going back to the room angrily and finishing two games, Fang Qire could barely realize that he was forced to break up with Ye Lan's routine, so he went downstairs angrily, kicked open the bathroom door and forced Ye Lan, who hadn't rinsed off the shower gel. Lan Zuo went back to the room, and he turned off the light.

For men, every night when the hands are in the dark is a night when Luo Yufeng and Fan Bingbing are indistinguishable. Similarly, every night when the hands are in the dark is also a night when the chest hair is invisible. Fang Qire wants to overcome the fear of chest hair by not being able to see. The disease solved Ye Lan's hunger and thirst, but Ye Lan didn't know about it, so he felt that the shower gel foam on his back was not washed clean and uncomfortable, and he didn't realize that Fang Qire was really moving.

"Qire, what are you doing, I haven't done it yet..."

"What else can I do?" The silhouette of Fang Qire in the dark is looming, which inexplicably makes Ye Lan feel a sense of crisis, "I will satisfy your hunger and thirst now."

Isn't he willing to use it as a decoration if he doesn't sleep?Why did you suddenly change your mind?

"what?"

"Ah what, lie down and spread your legs!"

Pushed down on the bed by Fang Qire, Ye Lan tried very hard to put his legs together, trying to protect his genitourinary system, which has not been forced to do part-time work for the time being. He really wanted to be slept on, but the situation is not clear now, so he can't throw it casually. Hugs.

"Wait Qire, did we break up just now? You can't do this!"

"It didn't count just now!" Pulling away Ye Lan's slender legs, Fang Qire put one leg against his buttocks, while clamping Ye Lan's twitching hands. "Whatever I do now is the right thing to do."

"It's all about breaking up, and you don't count what you say..."

"I was told by your routine."

"Who told you to be trapped by me...don't touch there, let go..."

The ass that was still stained with water was kneaded heavily, and Ye Lan had an early warning of the countdown to losing his body, and now he understood where his sense of crisis came from.He began to shake his head frantically, learning how the neurotic carp struggled free from its restraints by convulsing and jerking.

"What are you letting go! You are destined to be slept by me for the rest of your life!" Fang Qire was annoyed by his disobedient little tricks, and leaned over to cover his mouth.

"Let go, hey, wait, um, um..."

Lips touched, the words of refusal were all pushed back into the throat with the red tongue, unable to speak, and could only be forced to bear the heat and weight on the body, Ye Lan's unclear thoughts were wandering, he and Fang Qire It is sure that it is related to the present, and this is the first time to kiss... Realizing the special significance of intimacy at this moment, Ye Lan's face turned red to the base of his neck, his heart was uncontrollable, beating non-stop.

Kissing Ye Lan fiercely, Fang Qire seemed to want to vent all his emotions.The tip of his tongue was constantly being teased, every part of his mouth was scratched and scratched, Ye Lan could hardly breathe, saliva flowed from the corner of his forced open mouth, he pushed Fang Qire weakly.

Ye Lan really wanted to say that he didn't wash off the shower gel on his body, and the two of them were close to each other and rubbed back and forth, so sticky and uncomfortable, but there was no way to stop the man's impulsiveness. The site is ready to go.

Can he finally sell his body justifiably!Ye Lan was a little excited after thinking about it!So no longer pretending to be playing hard to get, but cooperating to hug Fang Qire back.The hot fingertips caressed the heels of his legs, up to the sensitive waist and abdomen, and then to the fluffy chest hair. After a pause, Fang Qire couldn't hold back the fear from his heart and stopped his movements, silently Leave Ye Lan.

"Seven hot?"

Turning on the light with a head full of black lines, Fang Qire sat down on the bedside with his back to the drooling Ye Lan, with an unusually heavy tone.

"I can accept a woman who has been married four times and has six oil bottles."

"Oh……"

"I can also accept that Luffy didn't become Pirate King."

"Oh?"

"I can still accept Teacher Han Hong."

"My God..." Under Ye Lan's frightened gaze, Fang Qire sighed, "I just, can't accept your chest hair."

The worst thing in the world is not that the wife is a mother, but that the boyfriend can overcome Teacher Han Hong but cannot overcome himself. Ye Lan suddenly feels that the sky is falling. Is there any meaning for him to live!Not even Teacher Han Hong!

"I'm even more difficult for you to accept than Mr. Han Hong..." Wrapping himself tightly with the quilt, Ye Lan's eyes turned red. "Am I that unbearable?"

Looking back at Ye Lan, Fang Qire hesitated to speak, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, without asking who knocked, the two immediately got dressed in tacit understanding, and then Fang Qi Hot to open the door.

"Wei Shi, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Yan Weishi, who was wearing the new blue and white striped bear pajamas, walked around the door several times as if nothing had happened. After making sure that he had fully displayed all the bear patterns on the clothes in 360 degrees without any dead ends, he walked in slowly.

"In a hurry."

Fang Qire: "..."

Ye Lan: "..."

The air froze for a few seconds.

Faced with Yan Weishi's inconsistent behavior, Fang Qire was very indifferent, while Ye Lan, who once worked part-time as a clothing shopping guide and knew the psychology of female customers, praised and applauded very much.

"Wow where did you buy this pajamas? It looks good! Cute! Woooooooo!!!"