Stand-in self-cultivation

The car is in the underground parking lot.

Along the way, the two kept a subtle distance, one behind the other. Of course, the subtle refers to the "subtlety" unilaterally created by Ma Qiming. Jia Ran smoked a cigarette and looked ahead, walking steadily towards his car. go.Ma Qiming lowered his head, stepping on Jia Ran's shadow very seriously, as if he was completing some task assigned by the big leader, as if this could calm him down from the panic and fear at the moment he saw Jia Ran--like the relationship between them The connection between them was never broken like that.

"Get in the car." Jia Ran stopped, took out the car keys and threw them to the man behind him, looking puzzled at the man who was running around in a panic.Shrugging, he opened the passenger door and got in.

"I drive?" Ma Qiming asked, touching his nose in a concealed manner.

Jia Ran let out a casual "um" and fastened his seat belt.He took out his mobile phone and pressed it a few times, then put the mobile phone on the mobile phone stand, tilted his head and closed his eyes, thought for a while and said, "I'm drinking, you open it. I'll sleep for a while."

Seeing Jia Ran's pose, Ma Qiming's wish to chat with him has long been lost.He sighed imperceptibly, cursing his mother in his heart while lighting up the fire - I am a bigwig in the industry, who controls half of the lifeline of the entertainment industry, and if I don't go out late at night, I still want to be a fucking pony for the little bastard!Occupied my luxury car to send my subordinates, and let me drive him to sleep. He didn't look good the whole time, and smoked second-hand smoke all night!Really angry.Ma Qiming thought resentfully, turned his head to stare at the person who was huddled in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, but suddenly became happy again.I haven't seen him sleeping peacefully for a long time.

Jia Ran was miserable.

Ma Qiming's vision is like an X-ray, scanning him from head to toe from time to time.Several times, Jia Ran couldn't help but want to ask him to watch the way, but the sudden encounter and the reckless decision he made because of his desire made him not want to face all this.With his eyes closed, he silently thought about the past three years in his heart, and sighed in his heart.

The car stopped slowly, and Jia Ran's breathing stopped.Just as he was about to open his eyes naturally, the person beside him unbuckled his seat belt and leaned over.

Ma Qiming looked at Jia Ran's rolling eyes under his eyelids, and silently smiled.He leaned over and kissed Jia Ran lightly on the lips, but Jia Ran opened his eyes without warning, staring at him with bright eyes, there was not a trace of confusion in his eyes, but a little playful.

"Can't wait?" Jia Ran showed a rather ambiguous smile and moved his cervical spine.Before Ma Qiming could react, he picked up the phone and stared at the screen without blinking, pretending to be calm, "Let's go, just stop here."

"..."

I don't know why, seeing Jia Ran's sometimes serious and sometimes not serious appearance made him suddenly think of himself when he was young - although he was pretending - what is there to see on the phone desktop.

Ten minutes later, Ma Qiming sat on the sofa in the living room expressionlessly, with several cans of soda in front of him.

The sound of splashing water in the bathroom was like a curse, whispering in Ma Qiming's ears non-stop, disturbing him.Recalling when he first entered the door, Jia Ran naturally asked him to drink some drinks, rested on the sofa, and waited for him to take a shower first. This was clearly the standard behavior of "I'll eat you when I'm clean"!Is he taking revenge on himself?He waited like this when I took a shower before?

Looking around, he was not unfamiliar with this house at all, and was even very familiar with it.He bought the house a long time ago, and later rented it directly to Jia Ran through a friend at a price that was twice as low as the surrounding area.In the past three years, countless photos about Jia Ran have crossed half of China like snowflakes into his hands, and the countless bedroom photos of this little bastard who has no sense of security and often forgets to draw the curtains are locked by him cherished It is in the safe, and only when I think of the ultimate, I am willing to take it out to have a look.

When the sound of water stopped, Ma Qiming withdrew his thoughts, raised his head and stared at the bathroom door with piercing eyes.The next moment, the young man, who was only wrapped in his lower body and didn't even wipe off the water, came out barefoot, and the water dripped all over the floor.Ma Qiming's breathing tightened, Comrade Xiao Ma obeyed the order, stood at attention after a while, held his head high and held his chest high, extremely majestic.The young man he once mocked as an embroidered pillow has already changed his appearance, with decent chest muscles, mermaid lines, and playful black hair protruding from the white towel—fuck!Ma Qiming cursed loudly, knowing that he must be jealous.

Although Ma Qiming couldn't see his appearance, Jia Ran could see it clearly.To be honest, he was a little apprehensive.The bathrobe was in the bathroom, but he didn't wear it on purpose, in order to deliberately show off his current figure to him.But Ma Qi's bright red eyes and bulging veins on his forehead looked like a wolf. His undisguised desire and tyrannical aura made him recall the almost tragic "struggle" many years ago. The pain after the incident and the feeling of not being able to sit up made him a little scared, so he hesitated, and went into his room under Ma Qiming's direct gaze.

Parting the man's line of sight, Jia Ran breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered something, tilted his head out of the door frame, and said to the man who was still on fire, "I've prepared the towel for you, and I'll give you the big clothes." No, but I bought a washing machine that can be dried, you can dry it after washing, the clothes are soft and comfortable to wear..."

What the hell are you talking about!Jia Ran shut his mouth in embarrassment, and went into the bedroom annoyed.

Although he didn't block the work group, their group used to be less lively than it is today.Hearing the non-stop ringing of the phone, Jia Ran felt very guilty.Although Comrade Qian Haozheng is a shy stutterer, but the little stutterer is very mother-in-law on the social network, he will definitely not say what happened today... right?Turning over on the bed, Jia Ran was relieved after climbing the stairs—it was the photo of the young girl in charge posting the new store.The phone vibrated again. Qian Haozheng, who hadn't shown up until now, finally received a letter. He had arrived home.

Jia Ran replied him with an OK expression, looked at the time, and realized that something was wrong, it was too quiet!He got out of bed with bare feet, only to realize that 15 minutes had passed, Ma Qiming seemed to have smeared 502 on the bottom of his buttocks, and was firmly stuck to the sofa, motionless, stuck there stupidly, dead.

"...You, what are you doing as a decoration? Don't you take a bath?"

Ma Qiming seemed taken aback by him, turned his head and glanced at Jia Ran, then stood up like an old Buddha and went to the bathroom.

Jia Ran: I don't know why.

Rolling his eyes, he heard that the water had already been poured out, Jia Ran simply cleaned up the hygiene—basically hung up Ma Qiming's wrinkled coat that looked like dried pickles and waited to take it for dry cleaning with his own, and The cans of soda he finished and the can rings that had been left on the table went in the trash.But before he could reach the sink, the bathroom door was opened.

The naked Ma Qiming stared fixedly at Jia Ran who just stretched out his hand to turn on the faucet with red eyes.

Jia Ran: "You just washed...fucking, can you wash yourself clean!!"

Halfway through the conversation, Jia Ran's world has turned around.It's a shame to be held on his shoulders like a broken sack after three years of training, not to mention that the man even grabbed his towel and grabbed his ass.

"When I was a soldier, I washed it out in 3 minutes. It's clean, don't worry." The man finished hoarsely, kicked open the half-closed door of the bedroom, and threw the man with his head down on the ground. After getting on the bed, I didn't forget to close the curtains, and then I pressed down heavily.

Jia Ran seemed to be taken aback by his series of rude movements, his head was buzzing, and through the faint moonlight coming in from the undrawn curtains, he saw Ma Qiming's lips opening and closing, but couldn't hear clearly What is he talking about.He was powerlessly stuck on this bed that was not soft at all after sleeping for three years, but he could feel the softness like a spider web from it. The fiery body on his body pressed against him, his hard muscles and the girl's softness. The tactile sensation of the body formed a strong contrast. Anything that could not be lifted up was fake. He only knew that the moment the two touched each other skin to skin, he reacted almost immediately.

"Fuck...don't bite." Jia Ran murmured in a daze and hugged Ma Qiming's head, subconsciously stroking the man's hair, which was very hard and a little prickly.And his sense of hearing, which he seemed to have lost for a long time, finally came back. He heard the man who buried himself in his chest and gnawed his chest like a woman, calling his name in a low voice.

"Jia Ran...Of course, my baby..."

"...Ah." Jia Ran exclaimed in pain, the man who was biting his chest with canine teeth paused for a second, feeling his pain, Ma Qiming hugged him and moved up silently move.

Jia Ran's neck rested on the pillow and stood on tiptoe a lot, so when he opened his misty eyes, he happened to see Ma Qiming impatiently sucking his nipple like a suckling child, with a dexterous tip of his tongue He licked around his nipple until he licked the little thing like a hard iron bean, and then he buried his head in sucking and biting contentedly, like a puppy sucking milk, but himself like a bitch …Jia Ran rubbed her misty eyes, feeling a little overwhelmed by her lewd thoughts, but her body was so honest that she almost couldn't wait to push her chest forward.

Fuck it... a bitch is a bitch, Ma Qiming is his son.Jia Ran cursed secretly, and stretched out his hand weakly to hold his majestic little brother.

"Don't move, I'll do it." Panting heavily, Ma Qiming let go of his glistening chest, grasped Jia Ran's wrist with his strong hands and pulled it to the top of his head, prying Jia Ran away with the tip of his tongue like a sharp knife. With his teeth tightly closed, he drove straight in, brutally licking every inch of the soft flesh in his mouth, Jia Ran who kissed him sobbed and panted, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth dripped down the pillow, which gave him a chance to breathe.