Foundling [Reborn Future]

Zhao Chengjun had long pondered deeply that he was about to "share the bed with his son", which was unavoidable.Zhao Chengjun is also fully prepared psychologically. He feels that at that time, when facing his youngest son, he must let go, and must not be twitchy to make each other more embarrassed... But now, in his open and solemn In his private office, where he only used for work, when he was straightening his suit and leather shoes, his youngest son suddenly asked him to take off his pants to help vent the fire.

The office space, fatherhood, and double seriousness made Zhao Chengjun, who thought he had a thick skin, feel ashamed and embarrassed.

"Yu Ning, let's do it after Dad goes back." Zhao Chengjun secretly tensed up, leaned straight on the back of the chair, and tapped his index finger in a friendly manner, "Dad still has a lot of things to do. Besides, maybe someone will Come here to ask for instructions on some important things... If we are doing it here and are interrupted halfway, you... both of us will definitely not be able to enjoy ourselves. Don't you think so?"

"Are you busy?" Qiu Yuning put his hands in his pockets and looked at him calmly, "You asked me to come here just now, but you forced the time?"

"There are so many things to do, it's inevitable..." Zhao Chengjun just said, but after seeing Qiu Yuning's expression, he changed his words slightly, "Oh, Yu Ning, you also know that Dad is very busy all day long. However, right now I'm a little free, but you see," Zhao Chengjun opened his arms, and discussed with a smile as calmly as possible, "The layout of the office has always been a rigorous atmosphere, and Dad is also dressed formally now. Not only is the environment not suitable for doing it here, Dad won't be in that state either. Listen to Dad and let's go back and do it, shall we?"

Qiu Yuning didn't respond, but just looked at him quietly.Zhao Chengjun was wearing a black suit jacket, the jacket with a rigid line was not buttoned, and inside the suit jacket was a thin white shirt, which wrapped Zhao Chengjun's strong physique.Qiu Yuning could see the flat and thick outline of Zhao Chengjun's chest through the thin fabric.Zhao Chengjun didn't wear a tie, the top button of his shirt was only undone, and the hem was tucked into the black trousers tied with a black belt. Qiu Yuning could also vaguely see the outline of Zhao Chengjun's flat and firm belly...

Qiu Yuning watched and nodded slowly.

Zhao Chengjun's heart became more and more tense when he watched him, and immediately asked him gently, almost kindly: "Yu Ning, did you promise Dad?"

Qiu Yuning neither nodded nor shook his head, walked up to him, and said in a low voice: "Old Zhao, you mean to say that firstly, you are busy with affairs, and secondly, you are out of shape. But, you are actually willing to even Willing to have sex with me. Is that what you mean?" Qiu Yuning took one hand out of his pocket as he spoke, and reached out and touched Zhao Chengjun's chest directly through Zhao Chengjun's shirt.

Zhao Chengjun didn't dare to dodge, he smiled: "Yu Ning, it's good that you can understand Dad's heart." Zhao Chengjun didn't move all the time, as if he didn't feel Qiu Yuning's hand, he just sat upright and let Qiu Yuning touch it. his chest.Then Zhao Chengjun asked, "Yu Ning, is there anything else? It's almost noon now, Dad will go back and cook for you later."

Qiu Yuning ignored his words, grabbed his warm and elastic chest a few times through his shirt and said: "Old Zhao, I can help you solve these two problems. Stand up first, and I will solve it for you first. Are you okay?" The question of status."

Zhao Chengjun sat without moving, he fell silent for a while with a rapid heartbeat, then looked at Qiu Yuning and smiled: "Yu Ning, Dad now..."

"Now? What else do you want now?" Qiu Yuning interrupted him with a dull expression, staring at him, "Old Zhao, do you have other reasons now? Then you should just say it all at once, and finish speaking I'll try to figure it out for you one by one."

Zhao Chengjun immediately shut up, he secretly picked up his mind, he was so embarrassed that he died, but on the surface he just shook his head and sighed, just like a father who dotes on his son and lets him mess around.He chuckled softly: "Well, Dad, let's see how my family Yu Ning solves these two problems." Zhao Chengjun stood up obediently while speaking, and at the same time quietly observed his youngest son's face.

Qiu Yuning calmed down, turned around and walked to the right side of the desk, put his hands in his pockets, raised his eyebrows and signaled: "Empty the right half of your desk."

Zhao Chengjun's desk is very large, and there are a lot of documents piled up on the desk, but they are all very neat, and it is not troublesome to tidy them up.

"Half the table is cleared?" Zhao Chengjun asked. He visually judged that although the half table was not small, it couldn't do that kind of thing, which made him slightly relieved.He immediately moved all the documents and utensils from the right half of the desk to the left.During the whole process of tidying up the table, Zhao Chengjun's resolute and handsome face was always carrying a slight indulgent smile.

After tidying up, Zhao Chengjun raised his arms and asked with a smile, "And then? What does my Yuning want daddy to do?"

Qiu Yuning took half a step back in the direction of the right corner of the table, then reached out and patted the upper right corner of the table, signaling: "Stand here with one hand, first do one-handed handstand and bend arm exercises. Three hundred times to warm up. Zhao Yan is nothing, right?"

"Of course it's nothing." Zhao Chengjun remained calm, anxiously guessing how his youngest son wanted to punish him at the moment, and asked at the same time, "Yu Ning, is dad going to take off his suit? Handstand and bent-arm suits will hang down, I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient."

"You don't need to take it off." Qiu Yuning walked over two steps, buttoned the bottom button of the black suit for him, and then retreated, "That's all, I want to see how you look in the suit..." Qiu Yuning's expression More relaxed, even with a slight sense of pleasure, "Old Zhao, I feel now that you are the most handsome and manly in a suit, very sexy."

"Oh? Hehe." Zhao Chengjun looked down at himself, he didn't guess what the younger son wanted to do with him, so he could only take one step at a time.He immediately nodded cheerfully, "Oh, that's good, Dad, let's warm up first, right here?" Zhao Chengjun patted the corner of the table, propped up his right hand, and stood upright on his head without even needing supernatural powers. On the corner of the table, "Is this okay?"

"Okay." Qiu Yuning reached out and touched his strong thigh, "Do it."

"Okay." Zhao Chengjun stood upside down, looked at Qiu Yuning standing in front of him, raised his thick eyebrows and joked, "Yu Ning, start counting, if Dad moves too fast, don't fail to count." Zhao Chengjun's voice was low, and It was this gesture that made Qiu Yuning's eyes darken.

After Zhao Chengjun finished speaking, he put his left arm behind his back, bent his right arm quickly and then straightened it, which was too easy, and his strong and powerful body was always standing upright, as if he was not standing upright with his arms bent, but standing upright all the time. He seemed to be bending his arms at will, without any effort at all.However, Zhao Chengjun has no physical burden, but the psychological burden is not small. He is a little embarrassed when he just does it - he is not too awkward when he straightens his arms, but when he bends his arms and sinks, his face is just right. Accurate Qiu Yuning's crotch.

What made Zhao Chengjun even more embarrassed was yet to come.When he was flexing his arms, Qiu Yuning originally just touched his thighs, but before he could bend his arms more than a dozen times, Qiu Yuning pressed his hands on his crotch quite bluntly.Zhao Chengjun was heaving up and down on the table, Qiu Yuning touched his crotch just right, grabbed his baby's soft flesh through his trousers, and rubbed it repeatedly.

"Old Zhao, remember not to use supernatural powers to suppress desires." Qiu Yuning wantonly scratched Zhao Chengjun's crotch, and spoke very straightforwardly, "I am helping you solve your problem of not being in a state right now. When you are in a suitable state, I will Then deal with your busy affairs."

"Oh, you don't need supernatural powers, your father will listen to you." Zhao Chengjun continued his subdued attitude in a deep voice, and at the same time he was secretly annoyed that he had found two reasons casually. His youngest son was clearly determined, and now he is not doing it on his own. ?Zhao Chengjun didn't know whether it was the reason for the handstand or what, his resolute face gradually turned red with his own handstand and Qiu Yuning's rubbing of his crotch...

"Old Zhao, stop for a while." Qiu Yuning rubbed Zhao Chengjun's thing hard, and temporarily let go of it.

"Oh." Zhao Chengjun stopped calmly as if he didn't notice the hardness of his crotch.

Qiu Yuning unzipped Zhao Chengjun's trousers chain, reached in, and pulled Zhao Chengjun's underwear down to the bottom of Zhao Chengjun's buttocks, and then took out Zhao Chengjun's strong and strong object: "Look, old Zhao, it's hot! .You did a handstand and bent your arms sixty times, and you are in a bit of a state just after sweating a little. It seems that this method is feasible, so you can continue to do it."

Qiu Yuning said plainly, grasping Zhao Chengjun's hot stick with both hands, playing with his left hand, and rolling with his right hand, from time to time, he rubbed and outlined the most sensitive places on it lightly and heavily, and even boasted: "Old Zhao , you are brave in size and feel good in the hand."

"Heh." Zhao Chengjun managed to maintain a faint smile as usual, suppressed a little embarrassment in his heart, and stood upside down in a suit and leather shoes with bent arms.And following his movements, the thing under his crotch seemed to be actively handing it to Qiu Yuning again and again.Zhao Chengjun couldn't suppress it with supernatural powers, so his stuff began to spill out like last night, trickling out, all falling into his upside-down suit.

Four or five minutes later, Zhao Chengjun finished 5 handstands and stood up straight with one arm stretched. He stopped, tried his best to ignore his lifeblood that was controlled by his younger son, and only reminded with a low voice but calmly with a chuckle: "Yu Ning , Dad is done, can you come down?"

"These [-] reps are just the first stage, to warm you up. Next, do another [-] reps to enter the second stage, and your condition will definitely be better." Qiu Yuning whispered quietly and without lust.He stretched out his hand and unbuttoned Zhao Chengjun's shirt, revealing Zhao Chengjun's strong and smooth chest muscles covered with sweat. It was as hot as a steel bar, and he nodded and said, "Old Zhao, continue to do it."

Zhao Chengjun suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his heart beat like a drum in an instant.He finally experienced his youngest son's intentions personally - since last night, his youngest son has been "training" him!Is this "treating others in the same way"?