Poultry world leader

Bai Mao Mao's cheeks were flushed, and she was passively led by Lang Junxian to the bed.

Lang Junxian was drunk, and he couldn't hold back his hidden nature. He rubbed against his neck with blurred eyes, and the unshaven stubble on his chin was itchy and awkward.

He tried to earn a living, "Don't rub it, you've had too much to drink."

Lang Junxian paused slightly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes quickly, and then continued to rub against his neck.Occasionally stick out your tongue and lick it!

Bai Mao Mao was about to explode, and what was even more frightening was that he found that Xiao Xiao Bai had moved!

This was a bit embarrassing, Bai Maomao instinctively covered his little brother, with a special mentality.

Just rubbed it twice, so what happened.

Before Bai Maomao could figure it out, Lang Junxian took him and fell on the bed together.

The bed is big, the mattress is very soft, and it bounced a few times when it fell down.Bai Maomao couldn't help but rubbed comfortably a few times, and Lang Junxian behind him hugged him tightly and didn't let go.

Bai Maomao was pressed face down on the bed by him, feeling more and more flustered and struggling more and more fiercely.Lang Junxian was unwilling to let go, and his whole body lay on his back.

Bai Maomao was stunned when he felt a big lump behind him.

He rubbed against it in disbelief, and the hard lump was pressed against his indescribable part, which had a special sense of presence!

Blue and thin!mushroom!

I treat you like a brother but you stand up to me!

Lang Junxian was rubbed against Xiao Hei a few times, he let out a muffled grunt, closing his eyes and clinging to him even tighter.

The sense of existence of a big lump is stronger.

"Xiao Hei, get up, Xiao Hei," Bai Maomao pushed him with his hand in a little panic.

But it's useless, Bai Maomao's limp strength and soft squeaking sound at this moment are more like entertaining, so Lang Junxian politely turned up a few more degrees, almost tearing his pants.

White Mao Mao: qaq

Lang Junxian rubbed against him like a big dog, a strong and ambiguous atmosphere diffused in the room, and Bai Maomao's alcohol seemed to come up, he lay limply on the bed and dawdled, his eyes fascinated Gooey and out of focus.

Lang Junxian hooked the corner of his mouth, and stretched his hand along the edge of his trousers...

When Bai Maomao wakes up, his mind is in the uppercase. Xiao Hei and Xiao Xiaobai met each other frankly for one night. The point is that Xiao Xiaobai is still very comfortable.

"..." Bai Maomao blushed more and more as he thought about it, and buried his face on the pillow and rolled it back and forth.

Putting his hands on his head, Lang Junxian's voice sounded, hoarse after drunk, very sexy, "Are you shy?"

Bai Maomao's head didn't move, he quietly buried his face in the pillow, pretending that he wasn't awake yet.

Lang Junxian smiled in his ear softly, with a hint of provocation, "Are you really shy? Let you touch it back at night?"

Bai Maomao suddenly raised his head and glared at him fiercely, "You did it on purpose."

Lang Jun envied his innocent face, "You were the one who rubbed against me first, and you moved your hands first."

"..."

Really pissed off.

Bai Maomao didn't want to talk to him, got up angrily and got dressed, ready to have breakfast.However, at the door, looking at the deep road and the lush woods, I realized that I didn't know the way at all.

Immediately more angry.

Lang Junxian was one step behind him, seeing his puffy bun face, couldn't help poking him, coaxing: "Hey, I'll touch it for you at night, I won't do it, huh?"

Bai Maomao pointed the back of his head at him.

"..."

The housekeeper who was guarding the door appeared at this time, "Second Young Master, the master invites you to have breakfast."

Lang Junxian's smiling face instantly turned cold, and he nodded indifferently, "Got it."

At this time, Bai Maomao stopped being awkward with him, took the initiative to hold his hand, and walked to the main house together.

Main house restaurant.

Lang Juntian and Mrs. Lang have arrived, and there is another couple who should be of the same age as Lang Juntian, and they should be Lang Juntian's younger brother, Lang Junyi.

Lang Junyi saw him smiling in a friendly manner, while the woman next to him gave him a dissatisfied look, as if dissatisfied with his overtures, Lang Junyi poured her a cup of tea with a smile.

"Come on, sit down, Jun Qi and Jun Ning haven't arrived yet." Lang Juntian said.

Lang Junxian nodded, and pulled Bai Maomao to sit down at the farthest place from the dining table.

After a while, the two brothers of the Lang family also arrived. Lang Junqi was wearing a neat suit with a serious face; Lang Junning was wearing a fancy shirt and jeans, yawning and followed behind.

Lang Juntian reprimanded displeasedly, but his tone had a touch of intimacy, "Jun Ning is getting more and more outrageous."

"Don't say a word about him," Mrs. Lang next to her said, "He came back late yesterday."

Lang Junning sat down at the dining table with a playful smile, and echoed, "Yes, yes, there was a party yesterday, and I didn't come back until midnight."

Lang Juntian snorted, stopped talking about him, and picked up chopsticks to eat breakfast.

Lang Juntian moved his chopsticks, and the others started to eat.

Bai Mao Mao has a broad heart, regardless of other people's scrutinizing eyes, his cheeks are bulging when he eats, and he still doesn't forget to pick up vegetables for Lang Junxian.

The two were very affectionate, and not only did they not feel that they were being left out, but they also gave other people a handful of dog food.

After breakfast, Lang Jun began to introduce people.The older couple was indeed Lang Junyi and his wife.

The Lang family has been passed down to Lang Juntian's generation, and there are only two brothers. Lang Juntian is the eldest son, and he has inherited the family business of the Lang family as a matter of course. Apart from helping to manage the family business, Lang Junyi just eats and takes care of himself at home.

Fortunately, Lang Junyi is well-known for his honesty. The family affairs are all arranged by this brother, and there has never been any trouble. The Lang family has lived peacefully until now, and there have been no scandals about the brothers.

Lang Junyi has only one son, and it is said that he has been abroad and never came back.The two people at the dining table at the moment are Lang Junqi and Lang Junning, who are officially of the same mother and compatriots.

Lang Junqi is the eldest son and has been raised as an heir. Although he is not inferior in other aspects, he is not outstanding either.Not to mention Lang Junning, the second-generation ancestor who is idle, eats and drinks in addition to eating and drinking.

The two sons in the family are incompetent, and it is too late to raise another one. This is why Lang Juntian saw Lang Junxian so eager to recognize him back.

because.

After Lang Juntian introduced the people, Lang Junxian called people one by one. When it was Mrs. Lang's turn, he couldn't say the "mother against her will" anyway. He frowned for a while, and called "Mrs. Lang".

Mrs. Lang was hurt by his anger, and looked at Lang Juntian aggrievedly while clutching her chest.

Lang Juntian was silent for a moment, but still obeyed Lang Junxian's wishes, he couldn't force him too hard just after he came back.

"Jun Xian just came back, so he may not be used to it, but it's just a matter of address."

The head of the family had already spoken, and the others could only keep their mouths quiet.

However, Lang Junxian was not of An Sheng's temperament, so he saw him and asked again: "Where is my mother, when can I go to see him?"

Lang Juntian's face was pale and pale, while Mrs. Lang put the teacup on Table Mountain heavily, turned and left.

The brothers of the Lang family had bad eyesight, but Lang Junyi still looked like an honest person, sitting beside him with a very low sense of presence.

Lang Junxian didn't seem to feel the strange atmosphere at the table, and asked again lightly, "When can I see my mother?"

"Three days later." Lang Juntian's face was also not very good. This son who had just come back was not a soft persimmon, but bored.But also very stubborn.

Coming out of the restaurant, Bai Maomao stretched his waist, and walked slowly back to the yard with Lang Junxian.

The sunshine outside was very good, and the warm sunlight shone on Bai Maomao's body, coating him with a layer of fluffy edges.

Lang Junxian quickly caught up with him, took his hand, and walked all the way back to the yard.

There were no ears in the room, and Bai Maomao spoke a lot more casually. He said happily: "In three days, I will be able to pay respects to my aunt."

"Yeah." Lang Junxian rubbed her head, a little absent-minded.

"Aren't you happy?" Bai Maomao asked strangely.

"Silly Mao Mao," Lang Junxian said with a mocking smile, "I'm afraid my mother's bones have long been lost."

The Lang family wanted to catch their mother and son and poke their bones into ashes, so why would they erect a monument for his mother and bury him in the Lang family's cemetery.

He didn't believe Lang Juntian's nonsense from the beginning, but he just took advantage of this step to return to Lang's house.

Bai Maomao's originally happy face collapsed a bit, the dull hair on his head was pulled down limply, and his eyes were a little disappointed.

"I'm not sad, why are you sad?" Lang Junxian sighed helplessly, and pulled him into his arms, "Mother will be happy too. After death, I finally don't have to go back to the cage of the Lang family."

Lang's family trapped his mother all his life, and finally he was able to escape after death. Even if he died in the wilderness, his mother must be happy.

Bai Maomao was not comforted by him at all.The whole person became even more listless.