King of Chefs

【Yan Lang and a man were playing with props PLAY in the apartment, and they called the police for help because they used too much aphrodisiac. 】

[Annual drama, it turns out that Yan Lang and Pai Gu Jing are a couple, and the two of them secretly go out to meet each other naked. 】

[People in your circle really know how to play. 】

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The title alone is sensational enough and absolutely hilarious.

Shi Yang rubbed his forehead against Yan Lang's face, his fluffy hair covered Yan Lang's face, Shi Yang blinked, tears flowed out again, and said hoarsely: "Help me, it's really hard, I'm dying."

Yan Lang came back to his senses, dodged Shi Yang's hair, frowned and said, "You deserve it, it's best to die, and there will be one less disaster in the world."

"I like you so much, please help me."

"If you like me, I have to like you? What robber logic?"

"I like you, I like you, I like you."

"I do not like you."

"I like you."

"What the hell have I done?"

"I really like you."

"Really, I have never been subdued to anyone in my life, but today I am subdued to you."

"I like you, I just like you."

"Hey……"

"I……"

Yan Lang sighed, stretched his hand into the quilt, and grabbed the man's side.

This kind of behavior is also a man, and there is no need to learn it. As long as you put your hands there, you will naturally know what to do.Stimulating several key parts, sliding up and down, does not require too many movements, it seems that he just touched it, Shi Yang's body froze suddenly, and he came out.

Yan Lang took out his hand, wiped it on the quilt, and then heard Shi Yang whispering in his ear: "I like you, Yan Lang, I like you."

Inexplicably, Yan Lang felt a little weak in his heart, and he looked down at Shi Yang.The person in the arms passed out after saying these words, and his disordered breathing finally became stable, only the trembling eyelashes were still flapping like a small fan.

The medicine that Shi Yang took was far more powerful than Yan Lang had imagined. Shi Yang, who had passed out, woke up automatically half an hour later, whimpering and moaning. Relieved once.

This time Shi Yang was more sober, blushing the whole time, biting his lower lip, when Yan Lang's hand slid over his body, only occasionally would he let out an unbearable moan.

It's hard for Yan Lang to describe the feeling in his heart at the moment, he can't say he has feelings, but it's not that he doesn't feel nothing at all, it's complicated and messy, so he just kept silent, helping Shi Yang solve the problem with the extraordinarily low air pressure.

After taking out his hand, Yan Lang went to wash his hands this time, and when he came back, he saw Shi Yang who was covered in the quilt, but most of his body was exposed, his face was flushed, and he looked at him eagerly.

"Are you able to move? First untie the bracelet."

Shi Yang was very obedient this time, and nodded.

Although Shi Yang was willing to cooperate, but the effect of the medicine was too strong, and he suffered a lot before that, as if all the bones in his body had been pulled out, the original simple movements became extremely difficult.

Yan Lang knelt on the bed with one knee, and passed his hands over Shi Yang's head. When he asked Shi Yang to move, Shi Yang got into his arms and leaned against him naked.Yan Lang smelled a man's musky scent, strong, coming from Shi Yang's body.He was a little distracted, remembering that he had never helped Shi Yang deal with it before, so aren't those things on Shi Yang's legs?

What a terrible thing, Yan Lang has nothing to do with him.Especially thinking about the obsessive instinct of losing consciousness and repeating that he likes himself over and over again, Yan Lang felt his face was a little hot, and his heart was also slightly hot.

"Are you ready?" Shi Yang said weakly.

Yan Lang came back to his senses: "Hand...lift up." The voice of the first word was a little hoarse, and Yan Lang quickly adjusted without revealing the slightest clue.

"Ok?"

"almost."

"hurry up."

"Ah."

"I feel it again, hurry up and hurry up."

"..." Yan Lang subconsciously lowered his head to look, and saw so clearly what he had touched twice, and now it was half up in the air again.

Well.

Actually, it's not that bad.

Yan Lang looked away and sighed.

Concentrating, this time with Shi Yang's cooperation, he finally managed to untie the rope tied to the wall.

"Where's the key?"

Yan Lang asked.

Shi Yang lowered his head and touched himself, then answered absent-mindedly: "Where is Liu Chengye."

"..." So this time, I was completely calculated.

Yan Lang got up, picked up the quilt and covered it on top of Shi Yang's head, let's go slowly, too lazy to look at it.

Yan Lang walked back to the living room, Shi Yang didn't let him go, covered him under the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "Are you Liu Xiahui? You really don't feel anything at all?"

"I look at men like you look at pigs, would you be in love with pigs?"

Shi Yang was not overwhelmed by Yan Lang's poisonous tongue, he lifted the quilt to look at Yan Lang, and raised his voice: "Am I like a pig? Have you ever seen such a handsome, handsome, rich and powerful pig who is willing to lie down and seduce you?"

Yan Lang ignored him, went back to the table and picked up the tablet of medicine again.

"Hmm..." Shi Yang groaned after forbearance.

Yan Lang glanced at him, threw the medicine back on the table, took out his phone and sat on the sofa.

He was thinking, with a painful expression on his face, as if he was thinking about some huge problem.

In fact, he has been hesitating since the very beginning. He has a solution. He can call Liantang, and then call 120. Liantang will arrive before the doctors and police arrive. Arrangements can be made in advance, as long as the situation is under control. Live, without a mobile phone to take pictures, there is no factual evidence for the news about myself and Shi Yang being alone in the room.

This is the best solution.

Why didn't you call?Even if everything is settled now, he still has no idea of ​​calling?

Is it because of Shi Yang?No, he hasn't thought of pity since he asked himself. This kind of person who violates himself to achieve his goal is not worthy of sympathy. He will make a move because he still has the most basic bottom line, and he does not allow a person to have an accident in front of his own eyes. .

So why?There was a premonition that prevented him from picking up his mobile phone and calling Liantang.

"Hmm... Yanlang... so comfortable... so comfortable... coming out soon..." Shi Yang's groaning became louder, and it was obvious that he was agitated.

Yan Lang's train of thought was interrupted, and he subconsciously glanced at Shi Yang again.Shi Yang wrapped himself in the quilt and lay on the bed like a round dough, his hands were doing some kind of secret ups and downs.He turned his face towards him, his black eyes stared straight at him, his eyes intoxicated with lust lost those sophistication, only a very pure longing remained.The slightly opened red lips spat out broken words, which echoed in the space messily, creating a world of confusion and obsession.

The palm of my hand seemed to be holding something, hard and hot...

Yan Lang looked away, his Adam's apple slid up and down, got up and left.

"You, where are you going?" Shi Yang stopped his movements, propped himself up and looked at Yan Lang, the quilt restricted his movements, and he fell back again.

Yan Lang didn't answer, he walked into the kitchen, turned on the faucet again, washed his hands while looking at the ingredients in front of him.Abalone, sea cucumber and shark fin, are you going to let yourself do Buddha jump over the wall again?There is no specially prepared broth, and he probably doesn't like the taste of the soup, so it's better to avoid it.Moving his eyes to the other side, there was a piece of lean pork on the plate, eggs, and some condiments of onion, ginger, and garlic in the bowl next to it.There was a basin by the side of the pool, and there were two perch swimming in it, fresh and energetic, spitting bubbles towards themselves.

Yan Lang took out the dragon-slaying knife from the space, and when he was about to cut lean pork, he saw Shi Yang walking over wrapped in a quilt, so he could only take back the dragon-slaying knife and picked up the cooking table Kitchen knife on top.

"What are you doing? I want to eat lychee meat." Shi Yang lay on the cooking table and watched, the quilt wrapped around his body was dragged on the ground, and a faint spot could be seen on his chest, but the furry bracelet was particularly conspicuous. It was originally for fun, so the black color is very positive. Against the backdrop of Shi Yang's white skin and white bedding, it has a different kind of sexy.

Yan Lang calmly looked away from the bracelet, he knew that he might not be able to look directly at Shi Yang, just like now, when looking at the person, he remembered the painful groan of the person in front of him being tied to the bed, he He took off this man's clothes with his own hands, and when he took off his underwear, he even observed the other man's place at close range... No, he even touched it, which made this man's body go limp and made a sound like weeping , and then vented in his own hands.

When he came back to his senses, the lean pork in his hand had already been cut into the pieces needed for lychee meat. He didn't want to hide it, so he picked up the side dishes and prepared it according to the method of lychee meat.

Shi Yang's eyes were shining, and he lay on the cooking table and stretched his neck to look: "Is it lychee meat? Is it? I haven't eaten for a long time."

"Have you cured the medicine?" Yan Lang felt awkward and asked with his head down.

"better."

"Aren't you going to take a shower?" Yan Lang was very concerned about the things all over Shi Yang's legs, and wondered if he had wiped them off.

"I still have my bracelet on, will you wash it for me?"

"Hang your hands over your head again?"

"Okay, so will you help me wash? Tie me under the shower head, and the water will pour from the top of my head. You can help me take a bath while giving yourself a bath."

"..." Yan Lang looked up at Shi Yang, who had a bright smile on his face, looking impatient.

Yan Lang didn't dare to think about the picture, but there was still a blurry picture in his head, even because he had a specific impression of the man's body in front of him, the picture in his mind became clearer.

A little afraid to think of the picture with hot eyes, he said without thinking: "What do you like about me? Can't I change it?"

Just when Yan Lang was about to be embarrassed by his own words, Shi Yang replied seriously: "It's hard to say. I think your cooking is delicious, you look good, you have a good figure, and your key personality is also good. Tell me what's wrong with you? Why don't you change someone else, if you're not Yanlang, I don't like you anymore."

Yan Lang grinned at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't look up, afraid of being seen by Shi Yang, he tried his best to put the corner of his grin back in place.

Yan Lang turned around to cook, and Shi Yang stopped talking. Occasionally, when Yan Lang turned to pick up the dishes, he would see Shi Yang looking straight at him, with his own figure completely framed in his black eyes. focus.

Yan Lang's mood was a bit complicated, he simply clicked on the master guidance mode of the God of Cooking system, and used the last master guidance mode of lychee meat. While feeling the feeling of involuntary control, he silently realized the difference between himself and the master .

After the lychee meat came out of the pot, he was still not in a calm mood. He simply chose the master-guided mode of West Lake Vinegar Fish, and made another West Lake Vinegar Fish.

The dishes were ready, but the rice hadn't been cooked yet, so he resigned himself to washing the rice and cooking, and added some fresh water from the MasterChef system into the rice cooker where Shi Yang couldn't see it.

Turning around, I saw Shi Yang holding the quilt with his arms, holding the lychee meat in his hand, walking carefully towards the dining table.Walking to the edge of the dining table, he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. He lowered his head and smelled the aroma of lychee meat, and then rolled up a piece of meat with his tongue impatiently, with an intoxicated expression on his face while chewing.

Yanlang laughed, shook his head, and left the kitchen with the West Lake Vinegar Fish in his hands.

There are only two dishes on the dinner table, not many.

The two sat facing each other, Shi Yang smiled brightly at Yan Lang, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.The black wristband restricted his movements, and he had to move his hands every time he picked up vegetables, but he didn't feel troubled by it, but showed a satisfied expression.

"It's really delicious, sweet and sour, all my favorite flavors."

Yan Lang was stunned for a moment. It was Shi Yang's request to make lychee meat, but perch... He originally planned to steam it, so how could he make it into West Lake vinegar fish?

Shi Yang ate full of praise, while Yan Lang was absent-minded, but ate a little more than usual. Neither of them realized this different peace, especially when Shi Yang was naked and wrapped in a quilt. A kind of ambiguity and warmth flowed between the two at the same time, surging out inexplicable emotions.

Halfway through eating the dish, Shi Yang looked at the dish in front of him reluctantly, then raised his head, a thin layer of mist had accumulated in his eyes: "It's hard."

"..."

"I'll take care of it, don't finish eating, leave some for me."

"..."

"Don't finish eating."

Yan Lang watched as the foodie grabbed the quilt and went to the bed, working hard.

He wanted to say that he deserved it, but when he came back to his senses, he realized that the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

It may be the reason why he came out twice before, Shi Yang didn't vent his anger for half an hour the third time, and finally he cried with a mournful face: "If you masturbate again, your skin will be broken, and you won't be able to get out. Help me!" May I have a moment?"

Yan Lang ignored him and looked down at his phone.

Ten minutes later, Shi Yang hugged the quilt, with a slumped face, and staggered to the bathroom.

The door was slammed shut, Yan Lang looked away from the phone, and his eyes fell on the bathroom door.The line of sight seemed to penetrate the space, and saw a person being hung under the shower head, the thin and dense stream of water poured from the top of the head, meandering through the white and delicate body, and then came to the perfect pair of white jade-like On the feet, the feet are tight, the ankles are perfect, the toes are tense, and it is difficult to step on the ground, the water drips from the toes, flows to the mouth of the sewer, and disappears without a trace.

Yan Lang shook his head, forcing himself to wake up, as if he had been forced to open a terrible window, peeking into the part of his heart that was eager to hide.

Shi Yang came out of the shower, wrapped a towel around his lower body, feeling refreshed, sat at the table and picked up his chopsticks again.

"It's cold."

Even so, Shi Yang still used the leftovers to bibimbap, so he didn't have to wash the dishes.

After eating, Shi Yang got up and left.

Without raising his head, Yan Lang said, "Wash the dishes."

Shi Yang was stunned, looked at Yan Lang in surprise, stared at Yan Lang for a while, then reluctantly got up, took the bowls and chopsticks and went to the kitchen.

After tidying up the dishes, Shi Yang came out of the closet with another quilt, pulled the bath towel around his waist, wrapped himself in the quilt and lay down on the sofa, watching TV bored.

The time on the phone jumped to eleven o'clock, Yan Lang yawned, feeling a little sleepy.He walked to the messy bed, thought for a while, then rolled up his sleeves, flipped the Simmons mattress to one side, and when he went to hug the quilt, there was only one bed left, and when he turned around, he saw Shi Yang looking at him with a playful smile. Pointing to himself, pointing to the quilt wrapped around his body, he said silently with his mouth: "Sleep together."

Yan Lang hugged the quilt and went to the bed, took off his coat, and lay down on the Simmons cushion with his clothes, planning to spend the night.

Yan Lang is an actor. When an actor is filming, his work and rest are very irregular, but when there is no film, Yan Lang will try his best to maintain his work and rest time. He goes to bed at [-] o'clock and wakes up at [-] o'clock. Under such conditions, he has maintained this good habit.

Yan Lang lay on the bed and soon fell asleep.

Shi Yang turned down the volume of the TV, and finally turned it off, picked up the phone to play.

Unknowingly, in the early hours of the morning, the sense of commotion became stronger, and the remaining effects of the medicine began to revive.Shi Yang put down his phone, he didn't have the slightest thought of patience, he lifted the quilt and got up.

He came to the bed naked, his white feet stepped on the dark wooden floor, silently, his hands were tightly bound by black bracelets, and under his hands, there was a "beast" Already awakened, he is barking his teeth and claws, roaring with desire.

Then, bending down, like a cat, he climbed onto the bed.

Yan Lang opened his eyes, and saw the face that was close at hand.

In such an environment, it was impossible for him to let himself fall into a deep sleep, and with the slightest disturbance, he would wake up from his light sleep.

He frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but Shi Yang rushed over and blocked his mouth with his lips.