Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

Pang Yi has become more and more lazy in recent years.One is that there is no shortage of money, the other is that Song Feile is too good at earning money, and the third is that he has died once before. Money is a thing that can satisfy his life and not be poor.Combining the three, Sanqianji and Feng Yasong are more and more like nursing homes without losing money...

On the other hand, Song Feile has been busier than him since graduation. For a while, the company has become his home, and then he travels both abroad and domestically. Recently, he has been on a business trip for more than a week.

Fortunately, Sanqianji's title as the city's number one high-end banquet chief is still reserved in the circle. Last year's revenue was good, and Uncle Pang was in a good mood, so he gave all the staff a raise. Internet, not to mention easy work, but also love to raise salary, so that fewer people leave their jobs.

Pang Yi likes beautiful things, and these handsome guys and the staff didn't leave, so he was naturally happy to seduce his eyes.

At the beginning, the investment was big, and Uncle Pang was ruthless to spend all his money. Now the business is doing arrogantly, and the employees follow the boss's temperament, gradually becoming their own style in the city symbol circle.

The so-called first eye-catching place for banquets?Of course it must be three thousand episodes!

Didn't see it?Even the security guards parking at the gate are all super handsome guys. From height to appearance, they are all of good standard. Those who are good at it are rushing to Sanqianji to do VIP. Without the card here, you are in the noble circle of Miancheng. A bit outdated.

But Pang Yi doesn't know this, he just has a bit of a bad taste and likes to collect stamps.

Some of the employees are from the countryside, and their temperament is not good. He also regularly finds a training company to give the employees some training courses from time to time, such as: workplace cultivation and personal development, etc.

However, Pang Yi was a bit tired today, mainly because Lin Lin kindly introduced the new investment team, and Pang Yi didn't like him, so he spent a rare day with him, singing, dancing and drinking, and returned to [-] episodes It was already past four in the afternoon.

In fact, I didn't drink much wine, and after drinking the strong tea, I was relieved, but I was relatively sleepy.

In the end, after soaking in the hot springs, he still couldn't relieve his fatigue. Pang Yi walked towards his office in a nonchalant manner, and only when he entered the door did he realize that someone was nodding and greeting him respectfully.

It looks a little familiar, who does this eyebrow look like...?

Unable to remember, Uncle Pang waved his hand casually, pointed at the other party and said, "Can you massage?"

The man was obviously stunned, and he nodded after a while.

Pang Yi didn't care what you were thinking, so he just gave the order, "Come here and massage my legs, and then pour a cup of hot water. I feel bad after drinking today."

Song Feile didn't like people getting close to him, but Pang Yi wanted to find someone to give him a massage today. The main reason was that his stomach felt a little sick, but he wasn't drunk, just tired, and very tired all over.

There is an old-fashioned chair in Pang Yi's office. Song Feile specially asked someone to customize it for him. He invited a well-known domestic ergonomic chair designer. It is not only fashionable but also full of sense of technology. It is the best partner for him to take a nap after busy work.

The man stood neatly, waiting for Pang Yi's instructions. Pang Yi glanced at his badge, he was a junior supervisor.

When Pang Yi was lying down comfortably, the man carefully pressed Pang Yi's calf, not daring to use more force, for fear that he would show a frowning expression.Pang Yi didn't know what the people below were thinking. He closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while, "The left calf is cramped while driving today, it hurts me to death."

The man glanced at him, blushed, carefully switched to the left calf, and began to massage.

Less than 2 minutes after pressing the button, the door of the office was opened a crack. The little supervisor turned his head to look at it suspiciously, and his hands trembled with fright.

Here, there is only one person who can enter and leave the boss's office at will without knocking on the door to report.

Song Feile was carrying his bag, looking at him with a smile, and even made a "shush" gesture to him, which meant to tell him to keep quiet.Then he walked in slowly, his steps were very light, it seemed that he didn't want to wake Pang Yi up.

The hand that squeezed it was so comfortable.Pang Yi felt that every part of the shoulders, neck, and arms were taken care of, and everything was absolutely right.It is heavy when it should be heavy, and light when it should be light. It even finds acupuncture points, unlike outside professional techniques that sometimes make you sweat when you follow the meridians.Most people who sit in the office for a long time have poor cervical spine, and the fingers slide down from the back of the neck bit by bit...

"Hmm..." Uncle Pang snorted slightly from his nose comfortably, but the voice was very small, maybe he didn't notice it himself, but the pinching person stopped moving.

As soon as he stopped, Uncle Pang became upset, and lazily urged in a low voice, "Keep pressing..." Then the hands continued to squeeze.

"What's your name?" It's such a good skill, Gan Minger asked him to press Lin Lin too, and the other party was also very drunk today.

The man didn't answer, but just pressed his waist and thighs. Pang Yi didn't care, and arranged it softly and casually, "You continue to come over tomorrow, and I will arrange other things for you." Call Lin Lin over tomorrow.

The man still didn't answer, and Pang Yi was so comfortable and drowsy after making arrangements, that he fell into a half-dream and half-awake after a while.

About a minute later, there was an abrupt sound in the room.

"Are you still coming tomorrow?" The other party asked him softly.

The voice was so familiar, Uncle Pang felt a little drowsy just now, and instantly retreated to the country of Java.

Non, non, non-le, baby...

What, what, when did you come back?

Inexplicably...Uncle Pang is a little guilty...but why is he guilty?He didn't do anything...

Song Feile had already taken off his coat and was only wearing a light-colored V-neck shirt. He was looking at him with a smile at the moment, "You're tired, I'll give you another press, just squint for a while."

Pang Yi glanced at him, there was nothing wrong, but it was more than a week since I saw him, Song Feile's smiling face was even more attractive... even the delicate neck seemed to be shining under the light, thinking about it, Uncle Pang couldn't help it Another look, another look.

However, Uncle Pang couldn't bear the fatigue in the end, holding on to his crooked thoughts, he soon became half asleep and half awake.

The fingers were slightly heavier on the calf, then slowed down on the thigh, and then slid to the inner side as if playing the piano, light and heavy at the root of the thigh, provocatively, but did not touch his Vital parts.

Pang Yi hadn't seen him for a week, and after being teased like this, he soon became full of lust, bent his knees, and touched Song Feile's hand, hinting at something.

He heard Song Feile's low chuckle, crisp like the sound of spring water dripping and slapping glass.

The ankle was pulled up, the belt was quickly untied, Song Feile got up and gave him a lingering kiss, the kiss was warm and eager, Pang Yi was entangled by his tongue so that he couldn't breathe, and his lower body immediately stood up.

The surrounding air quickly became scorchingly hot, his clothes were taken off, and his lower body was gently rubbed by warm palms, Pang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, enjoying the comfort of his lover.Then the pants were completely taken off, Song Feile lowered his head and licked along his thighs to the root, and then spun around there, his tongue was soft and hot, Pang Yi straightened up, urging enthusiastically.

When the stiff lower body was completely contained, Pang Yi felt comfortable all over his body and got the desired result.He inserted his fingers into Song Feile's hair, stroked it lightly, and under the teasing of his lover's lips, he let out a moan/groan with a strong erotic taste.

The hot and humid mouth and the feeling of completely covering the lower body brought a new round of torture. Pang Yi felt that he was so swollen that he couldn't get up or down, so he couldn't help but pressed Song Feile's head again, and continued to urge.

Song Feile was too obedient today. He served him with all his heart. He used the tip of his tongue to gently suck on the bouncing hard object before spitting it out. Uncle Pang was so sucked that his waist was weak. Uncle Pang felt empty and his eyes were empty.

When he came back to his senses, Song Feile had already separated his legs, and continued to lick the bottom along the organ, and then his tongue lingered on a certain position in the back, kissing it so slippery.The skills are so superb that Uncle Pang felt that he couldn't stand it before he was inserted.

Pang Yi struggled to prop up half of his body from the chair, and rubbed his knees on the other's hot lower body, trying his best to tease him, "Take off your pants quickly..." He thought Song Feile was so calm, but now Touch it, and that place will flourish like hell.

Song Feile's eyes were dim, as if covered with water vapor. He kissed his lips just now, and they were still moist and bright red. As expected, he obediently began to take off his clothes and belts. The trousers fell quickly, revealing his slender and strong legs, thin and powerful. The waist and even the protruding organs showed the owner's uncontrollable enthusiasm. Uncle Pang was so lustful, he couldn't help but take the initiative to hook the other's head and entwine each other with his tongue.

Song Feile's hand holding Pang Yi's waist was strong and firm. Without waiting for the other party to urge him any more, the hard organ slowly opened the inner wall and squeezed in domineeringly, "Ah..." Pang Yi adapted Looking at this development, I raised my neck to accept the fiery advance.

Today's Song Feile is simply too gentle, different from the stormy sex in the past, this restrained rhythm is not only gentle and sweet, but also has a slow provocation, once and for all, inserting and pulling out.

Not going up or down, not going up or down every round, Pang Yi took the initiative to straighten his waist impatiently, hooked him with his legs, and tried his best to make the other party more passionate and himself more passionate.

But my whole body was so comfortable that it was about to break down, and I still couldn't get up or down, accumulating little by little, adding up slowly.

Song Feile pressed him on the chair, pushed him slowly and heavily, and sometimes bent down to leave a moist kiss on the short stubble of his chin, promising, "I will make you comfortable..."

Then use it back and forth, rub your fingers lightly and slowly twist, making Pang Yi tremble all over.

I felt that it was almost the same several times, and the feeling bounced back again.Song Feile adjusted his posture, laid him on the bed, put a pillow under it considerately, then stroked his back, and then inserted it again. The place was already extremely sensitive, and the rhythm came up again after a while...

Song Feile bent down, rolled his ears gently, and wrapped them around the pinna several times. Wherever Pang Yi longed to be teased and comforted, Song Feile took care of it with a tacit understanding, and even made the effect exceed his expectations. The skills of kissing, kissing, touching and licking until Pang Yi was sweating profusely in this repeated teasing.

However, it is still up and down, and it is not over.

Pang Yi became annoyed and started to push him, but Song Feile didn't force him, and backed away a little, then changed his rhythm to caress him, but didn't let him go, but pinched his waist even tighter.

It's very comfortable and feels, and every need of yours can be taken care of, except that you can't orgasm.

Facing Young Master Song who was so gentle that he almost dripped water, Pang Yi thought, if this tenderness doesn't kill him today, it will ruin him completely.

Uncle Pang panted and accepted the sweet torture in this rhythm, while going back and forth, thinking carefully, what provoked him?Because he didn't want to understand, Uncle Pang decided to keep a low profile in front of his lover for the time being.

He stroked Song Feile's face, panting and said, "I... love you." It's been a while since I saw him, and he was longing physically and mentally.

Sure enough, the thing buried in his body instantly swelled up a bit. This is very useful. Song Feile loves to hear Uncle Pang confess his love to him, and no number of times is enough.

Song Feile pulled him up, hugged him, and supported his waist to prevent him from being too tired. Then he lowered his head and bit his shoulder, his eyes darkened a little, and asked, "How much love?"

Finally willing to speak, Uncle Pang quickly confessed to his young lover, "I love you so much, I can't describe it." At the end, Uncle Pang was afraid that Song Feile would not feel enough, so he hurriedly added, "My favorite, no one can compare superior."

Only then did Song Feile smile, obviously pleased.

Pang Yi heaved a sigh of relief. As he grew older, the glamorous aura surrounding Song Feile gradually dissipated, but he became more and more calm. Pang Yi was most afraid of his sudden gentleness, and nothing good would happen every time.

Just as he was thinking about it, he was pushed deeply in the back. The force and depth made Pang Yi immediately exclaim, "Ahh!".This position was the most unbearable. Song Feile hugged him, biting the little brown dot, and asked him slowly, "Today...who is the person who gave you the massage?"

Pang Yi was so bullied that he couldn't complete his words, so he said, "Employee...worker...ahhhhh"

So deep——!

"You kept his on purpose?" It's obvious that many of them have been dismissed.

Sweat dripped from Pang Yi's forehead, his whole body was flushed, his waist was pinched so tightly by Song Feile, he couldn't move, he could only bear the forceful and fierce penetration, and he explained indiscriminately, "No... yes ……no……"

Song Feile licked his Adam's apple, and continued, "What did you promise me? He looks a little bit like me... If I didn't come in, how long are you going to let him hold you like that?"

His whole body was limp, even his neck was blushing, with a seductive aura, he asked a young man who looked a little like him to massage him. The moment Song Feile opened the door, blood rushed to the top of his head. After seeing the young man tremble with satisfaction, the man turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost, and immediately retreated by himself.

No matter how stupid Pang Yi was, he immediately knew where he had violated Song Feile's Nilin. He hugged Young Master Song's neck and kissed him, and swore to God, "Ah... let him go tomorrow, so that you won't be an eyesore."

Song Feile stopped, rubbed Pang Yi's neck tenderly, bit Pang Yi's Adam's apple and collarbone lightly, and then said softly, "You don't need to go tomorrow, just go later."

Seeing that he was about to reach the point of madness again, Song Feile stopped again. Pang Yi wanted to move by himself, but his waist was pinched and he was suspended like this. Song Feile looked calm. , but the lower body is hot and hard, and it stops after slow grinding and light movements, making it even more unbearable.

In the end, he simply gave up on himself and kissed Song Feile's mouth fiercely, biting down on it vigorously, "I'll go later, I'll go later." It was a compromise.

Young Master Song was satisfied, and stroked his back with his palm, "Really?"

Pang Yi nodded, "Sincerely. It's all like this, thanks to you being so calm, you won't be impotent in the future...?"

Song Feile rolled over and pushed him down, and then his face revealed a twist of extreme passion and repression, "I'm not calm..." Before he finished speaking, he pushed forward fiercely, fiercely, still fiercely, the same as before The tender and sweet twitches are completely different, each one is so deep and full of youthful strength.

Ahh——!Pang Yi's empty body was finally filled. He was turned over and lay on the bed, his shoulders were pressed down, his hips were raised, and then his buttocks were separated. Before the twitches crazily, Song Feile leaned over to comfort him, "I can't stand it." You can beg for mercy."

"You—!" Pang Yi stared back at his provocation.

When responding to him, he penetrated more continuously and powerfully, the tunnel was stretched to the extreme, exiting and entering with madness devouring reason, the pleasure accumulated just now was quickly ignited and burned by the deep thrust here, Pang Yi couldn't tell the whole story The sentence was directly sent to the peak by Song Feile.

Seeing that he was comfortable, Song Feile picked him up and kissed him again, and continued to move. Pang Yi exhausted all his strength and could only accept it. When Young Master Song was comfortable, Pang Yi felt a sudden tremor behind him, something hot It's overflowing.

Pang Yi heaved a sigh of relief, and struggled for a while, remembering that Song Feile pressed him, "Don't move."

The thing gradually swelled up again, Pang Yi was already tired, and even more tired after the continuous orgasm, Song Feile picked him up and put him on the table, the pen container and paper scattered all over the floor, and then put his legs on his shoulders, Kissed his firm calf, the texture of the muscle is different from that of a woman's soft, firm and healthy with a honey color, this strong masculine aura made Song Feile clearly aware that he was having sex with a man.

I haven't seen him for a week, and he was already very eager, but now he is so excited that his eyes are burning.

With the crazy rhythm, Pang Yi screamed until his voice became hoarse. When he opened his eyes, he saw the other party's expression slightly distorted by passion, and felt that his lover was extremely sexy at the moment.

So sexy he was hard again.

So Pang Yi propped himself up and kissed Song Feile's lips actively. Song Feile was even more excited by the kiss, and the whole office was filled with obscene slaps.

"I love you." Song Feile bit his lower lip.

"That's for sure." Pang Yi was naturally proud.

Once the door was closed, he didn't come out for several hours. Pang Yi was sleepy and tired, sleeping on the sofa and didn't want to move. Song Feile pinched him again, and then picked him up and kissed his cheek intimately.

The next day, before Pang Yi had an interview with the HR department about letting the staff member resign yesterday, Song Feile was so frightened that he resigned on his own initiative.

The boss's young lover has known for three thousand episodes, but his tone is light but thunderous.

Pang Yi looked at the eyebrows and eyes, gave a guilty laugh, and immediately signed, "The HR department will pay you half a year's salary." It seemed that before meeting Song Feile, Jie Chan felt that the child's eyebrows and eyes had that kind of look, so he recruited him. It took so long I haven't noticed it yet, but I just happened to encounter it yesterday.

Send it away now.

He couldn't bear Song Feile's jealousy anymore, he couldn't sit still in the chair today!