In Hong Kong, subordinates are not allowed to poke the mouth of their bosses

Regardless of the quiet environment in the suburbs, or the lover who just confessed his heart, they all contributed to the ambiguous atmosphere.

I don't know who will take the initiative first, but with a brilliant effort, the two of us have embraced and kissed each other.Compared with the initial childishness, Mr. Chuya's kissing skills can feel obvious progress.

I will never be able to control myself rationally when kissing Mr. Chuya, licking and licking the slippery and greasy root of my tongue with unsteady breathing, eagerly craving the other party's body and liquid.

One hand is interspersed in the short orange hair, and the other hand can't help but poke into the back of the opponent's vest and shirt, feeling the delicate and hot skin under the palm.

Just when the hand was uncontrollable and wanted to continue to go up, my reason suddenly came back.

Wait, Junsuke Qin, you are already 23 years old, but Chuya is only [-] years old!

——It’s okay to be with a boy of high school age, but are you planning to do something even more shameless!

My moral bottom line cannot be lowered.

With such a heavy inner torture, I struggled in pain and slowly - really slowly - withdrew my sinful right hand.

"Why?" Master Chuya ignored my hard work, pressed my hand on his waist, gasped sexyly, and asked me in a low voice: "Why don't you continue? Am I not attractive to you?"

Unattractive?Master Chuya, do you really dare to touch me three inches below the navel, and then swear that you are not attractive to me?

As a physically healthy man, it is already a difficult challenge for me to endure the pain of being hard but unable to indulge myself. Do you really want to continue to embarrass me?

Probably because my eyes were already breathing fire, and the thoughts in my head were successfully transmitted to Mr. Chuya.

With a triumphant and a little playful smile, he put his arms around my neck provocatively, pulled me closer, and continued to kiss me.

he is so cute...

My mind was muddled by the cuteness produced by Mr. Chuya, so I could only choose to pamper him, bend down cooperatively, let him dominate, and let him do whatever he wants.

Ah, the enthusiastic Chuya-sama is also wonderful——

In the end, at the critical moment when the gun almost misfired, I pulled the handbrake and stopped the car that was racing in Qiu Mingshan.

"No, no."

I fixed Chuya-sama, who was encircling me enthusiastically, to my chest, not letting him continue to tease me.

He raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Just do what you have to do, why are you mother-in-law and mother, can I have less meat?"

"Or am I not as attractive as your ex-boyfriend? You don't want to have sex with me?"

I covered the other party's moist and shiny lips with my hand, so as not to let him say anything that jumped left and right on the edge of my reason.

Begging for mercy with a wry smile: "Don't say such things, Master Chuya. You should know how attractive you are to me."

He snorted: "Since you want to come, come, I agree, what are you waiting for, can't you?"

My eyes darkened, and I took a deep breath: "No. You are too young, I won't touch you."

He became angry from embarrassment: "I'm already seventeen, and my birthday will be celebrated soon, what's the reason for age?!"

I was embarrassed: "I am six years older than you... Touching you before you are an adult is taking advantage of others."

"Taking advantage of others—" Mr. Chuya laughed angrily at me, "I have been alone since I was 15 years old, can't I still be my own master?!"

"If you want to talk about taking advantage of someone's danger, whoever takes advantage of it doesn't know yet!"

Hey, I'm really not a gentleman. If you tempt me like this, I really can't resist, Chuya-sama—especially when you are so attractive to me.

"You really don't regret it?"

I asked hoarsely.

He laughed provocatively: "Whoever regrets is a puppy."

Even the words to swear are so naive and cute, will I really not be punished by God if I attack Mr. Chuya like this?

However, if you can taste the taste of Master Chuya, even if you are struck by lightning, it is worth it, right?

So I put on a hat for him, and told him my decision with actions full of love and pity, "After your 17th birthday is over, please give me this chance, can you?"

"Tch, maybe I will regret it by then."

He turned away awkwardly, muttering in his mouth, but I caught a glimpse of redness in the base of my ear.

Chuya-sama's birthday is at the end of April.

During the half month of torment, I always felt that every time I looked at each other, there was a spark that was burning, and any more oxygen would burn the two of them to death.

Finally came April 29th.

In the morning, Mr. Mori, the leader, and Ms. Hongye, the senior, successively sent birthday gifts, a bottle of expensive red wine and a beautiful dagger.

Mr. Dazai came over in the afternoon and disrupted Chuya-sama's work plan. Before leaving, he said something that successfully and easily appeased Chuya-sama who was about to go berserk.

"Tch, I'll spare you this time, bastard Dazai," Nakaya-sama said a little awkwardly, "For the sake of what you said!"

"It's not an example!"

Dazai-san walked away briskly.

I sighed in my heart, Mr. Chuya, every time you said that you were not an example, but you never really did anything to him, it is enough to be hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and it is enough to come to me, not to an insignificant person like Mr. Dazai.

In the evening, everyone in Nakaya-sama's team knew that today was his 17th birthday, so they yelled and drank to celebrate after work.

A group of big men don't like to give gifts, everyone toasts a glass of wine and says a few blessings, which is a man's birthday celebration.

I mixed with a bunch of straight male colleagues who drank and spanked, endured the itch of grass growing in my heart, ready to move, and being scratched by feathers, and pretended to be a loyal and taciturn deputy, but in fact, I imagined all kinds of rebellious and criminal situations in my heart.

Mr. Chuya held the venue and drank a glass of wine with his subordinates. When he met me, he raised his eyebrows and secretly scratched my palm.

He did it on purpose, with youthful naughtiness and the temptation and temptation of young lovers.I was aroused by him, and also quietly put my hand into his glove.

——His palm is one size smaller than mine, and the black gloves can't fit my hand well.But it was this inappropriateness that made both of their Adam's apples twitch, and their desires and desires surged.

And in the public, colleagues in the surrounding situation, there is a secret pleasure of stealing love.

After a difficult night, the drunken Nakaya-sama asked me to take him home as usual.Colleagues have long been used to it, and no one pays extra attention to us.

The expensive luxury car entered Mr. Chuya's villa at high speed.

Before getting out of the car, we couldn't wait to hug each other, stumbled out of the car, and entered the room while undressing.

"Wait, wait," I regained my senses for a moment, "the gift for you is still in the car—"

"I have received my heart, I will get up and unwrap the gift tomorrow."

Panting, he struggled with unsteady hands to undo my belt and tie.

"Now you are my gift, I'm going to tear it apart, don't move around."

boom--

I can hear the volcano erupting in my brain, burning away everything whether rationality or hesitation or hesitation, leaving only the hot and fiery love.

"my pleasure."

I whispered.

A night of chaos.

It must be what Mr. Dazai said yesterday, Chuya-sama is so attractive that I almost go crazy.Everyone died.But he didn't know it himself, he just thought it was a way to "pity" me.

Losing my mind, I hugged Mr. Nakaya, who was two circles younger than me, who was between a boy and a young man, or pressed him on the bed, recklessly.

It stands to reason that Master Chuya can of course use gravity to suppress it forcibly, but in the end I have lost my mind, but Master Chuya has not.He who couldn't bear to be cruel was naturally bullied by me very badly, almost no piece of skin on his body was still intact.

Wrists, knuckles, and finger joints are all hardest hit areas, not to mention the neck, collarbone, and chest, and the more secretive parts have not escaped.

Also moved to the entrance, bedroom, carpet, bathtub...

My face was expressionless, and I was so regretful that I wished I could die last night.

Geez, what have I done!Uncontrollably immersed in memories!

Master Chuya, he is still a child! !