Foundling [Reborn Future]

"Oh? Old Zhao, you are really in good shape, and you didn't lie to me?" Qiu Yuning hugged Zhao Chengjun forcefully, and stuck to Zhao Chengjun's back tightly, "Old Zhao, just tell the truth, don't wrong yourself, I am very patient I will also pay attention to your difficulties... I am not in a hurry." Qiu Yuning continued to use the psychic power he "studied" on Zhao Chengjun last night to slowly stimulate Zhao Chengjun's chest muscles and hard objects.

"Really, really...Yu Ning, Dad is really in a state..." Zhao Chengjun's chest muscles rose and fell violently, his body trembled, his muscles tensed, and he even occasionally bent over slightly like a conditioned reflex .He was about to be suffocated by the stimulation of pleasure, and he thought, little wolf cub, who did you learn this method from? You are not in a hurry, but your father is in a hurry!Hurry up, let me give you a good time!

Qiu Yuning succeeded in getting the result he wanted. Seeing Zhao Chengjun, who had always called himself "father" to him in the past, panting and trembling in his arms, he suddenly felt an urge to go crazy.But he insisted on enduring it, and thought excitedly: Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, I will tell you to be more arrogant and self-righteous!Still want to "for my own good" draw a line with me?Now you draw a clear line of lovers with me, and try to be pure father and son with me?Having said that, I can learn everything quickly, and I know you very well. Isn't it easy to create a little trick of psychic powers to train you?You call me little wolf cub all day long, but if the wolf cub doesn't show off his power, you still think I'm a bitch!

Qiu Yuning was secretly ruthless, but he didn't show it. He was indeed "nurtured" by Zhao Chengjun either directly or indirectly.He smiled behind Zhao Chengjun's back, and asked very calmly and innocently: "Old Zhao, it seems that you are really in a state of mind, so what do you want me to do to you?" His psychic powers were still aimed at Zhao Chengjun's chest The stimulation between his and his legs was non-stop, and at the same time he seemed to be scratching his head in doubt, "Old Zhao, why don't you say anything? If you don't tell me, I'm afraid I won't be able to guess it. You know I'm not good at intrigue."

Little wolf cub, you learned too badly!Zhao Chengjun was ashamed and annoyed, thinking to himself, do you need such humiliation?Lao Tzu is your own father!If you want to go to Lao Tzu, hurry up!Zhao Chengjun didn't dare to get angry with his youngest son's lover, but he really couldn't bear the stimulation of his youngest son's training to him. He couldn't just use his supernatural powers to suppress the desire in his body, right?That would be really bad!

Zhao Chengjun is a decisive person, he gasped immediately, straightened his strong and sweaty chest muscles and gently rubbed the palm of his youngest son, at the same time he also relaxed his back, turned his head and looked at him with deep eyes The youngest son of the family urged in a hoarse voice as calmly as possible: "Yu Ning, Dad can't take it anymore...you, hurry up..."

Qiu Yuning looked at him and rewarded him with a slightly sunny smile, but his movements were still not a little faster.

"Old Zhao, what do you want me to hurry up?" Qiu Yuning asked calmly, and continued to stimulate Zhao Chengjun's sensitive parts slowly, too leisurely.Then, holding back his desire, he pushed against Zhao Chengjun's back, straightened his body a little, as if asking thoughtfully and tentatively, "Old Zhao, you are here... do you want me to go in quickly? Don't you? "

Zhao Chengjun's face turned red and dark when he was asked, and he was so embarrassed that he wished he could just disappear.He wrinkled his thick eyebrows, stared at his youngest son sternly, then turned his head suddenly, panting heavily and trembling, gritted his teeth suppressedly and said: "Yu Ning... Dad has a little obstacle in his heart... I will do it later, slowly The only way to eliminate it is, first, finish it first and then talk...Be obedient and leave a little room for Dad..."

Leave room?Qiu Yuning gritted his teeth secretly, when did you, old Zhao, leave room for me before?I was almost tossed to death by you.

Qiu Yuning has been tossed and tossed by Zhao Chengjun for half a year. He endured this, and if he didn't train Zhao Chengjun to be completely tame to him emotionally and sexually, he was afraid that Zhao Chengjun would use other excuses to pretend to be right in the future. Treat him well, and then draw a clear line with him!However, his current method is only his own thinking and creation, and it seems to be weak. In the future, he will have to "learn art" everywhere, vowing to train his old Zhao to be obedient to him in "intercourse" until he beckons Lao Zhao will come, and Lao Zhao will lie down when he undresses!

"Okay, old Zhao, come with me." Qiu Yuning hugged Zhao Chengjun and moved behind the desk.Finally, in the torment of pleasure, Zhao Chengjun waited until the moment when he was "about to be raped by his youngest son", and subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief. Then, as if his whole body was controlled by his youngest son, he gasped in embarrassment but obediently followed Qiu Yuning moved his feet.Qiu Yuning walked behind the desk, "Old Zhao, the problem of you being out of shape can be easily solved, and the problem of you being busy with affairs is even less of a problem."

While talking, Qiu Yuning hugged Zhao Chengjun tightly, and slowly sat down on Zhao Chengjun's boss chair.

In this way, he hugged Zhao Chengjun into a posture of sitting between his legs.

Zhao Chengjun's face was red and his ears were red, his shoulders were puffed up like a squatting horse, his broad back was always straight, and he didn't say a word.

Qiu Yuning didn't feel Zhao Chengjun's stiff expression, he said relaxedly: "Old Zhao, look, this won't delay your work, right? You handle things with your hands in front, and I sit up and down behind you. Your body is controlled by I'm here to serve you, and I also like to touch you." Qiu Yuning smiled lowly, "Is this just right? You can help me vent my anger without delaying the business. How about it? Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

Zhao Chengjun's face was so red and purple, he thought it was the best of both worlds!Your dad is also a human being, not a machine without feelings, so he can work like this?

Qiu Yuning held Zhao Chengjun's object in one hand, and touched Zhao Chengjun's thick chest with the other hand to stimulate the hard grain. Seeing that Zhao Chengjun was still not moving, he frowned slightly: "Old Zhao, why are you still not moving? Sit up by yourself. I will sit on you." Next, don’t use too much effort. Oh, do you think I didn’t fully develop it for you before? Actually, it doesn’t matter, let you adapt yourself, I think the effect is better..."

"Stop talking!" Zhao Chengjun reprimanded in a hoarse voice, and then said, "Yu Ning, is it okay for Dad to give in to you? Don't use this posture."

"Sit or not? Or do you want me to help you?" Qiu Yuning also scolded in a low voice. How could he be swayed by Zhao Chengjun's soft words after suffering innocently for half a year?He directly increased the stimulation of Zhao Chengjun's body with his hands, and his arms hugged Zhao Chengjun tightly, and pressed down on the hard object between his legs slowly and forcefully.He held back his pity, and said with a deep smile, "Old Zhao, we did it half a year ago. I haven't touched your whole body? Now be more straightforward and look like a man! Don't be awkward, you Hurry up too, okay?"

Zhao Chengjun was defeated by him, closed his eyes, and stopped talking, thinking son, you can do it, your wings are hardened, dare to talk to Dad like that.This is the end of the matter, even though Zhao Chengjun is ashamed to death, he still relaxes the back with a deep handsome face, and slowly sits down...

"Old Zhao, take your time, don't worry... yes, this is very good."

Qiu Yuning commanded, although he was inexperienced, but his "comprehension" and "learning ability" were super strong.

The whole process took more than two minutes.When the two were deeply connected as one, Zhao Chengjun endured the discomfort of stretching in the rear and the long-lost strange fullness, and his whole person appeared extremely calm.But he was sitting between his little son's legs, his strong muscles were as stiff as stone sculptures, and he didn't dare to move, for fear that his little son would suddenly go berserk and hit him too hard, and he couldn't help moaning in complete embarrassment Roar.

Qiu Yuning stopped stimulating Zhao Chengjun with supernatural powers when Zhao Chengjun sat down.When it was time to actually have sex, Qiu Yuning didn't intend to use supernatural powers to add interest. He was capable enough to serve his old Zhao, so it would be inappropriate to use supernatural powers to stimulate.He hugged Zhao Chengjun, caressed and comforted thoughtfully: "Don't worry, Lao Zhao, don't you understand my ability? I will satisfy you."

Zhao Chengjun's face darkened, this is what he was worried about... Zhao Chengjun was shocked when the thought just came up.here we go.

Qiu Yuning's waist and abdomen were extremely strong, and he raised his body abruptly, with fierce movements.

Zhao Chengjun squatted stiffly, panting intermittently, obviously hoarse.Qiu Yuning kept exerting force until Zhao Chengjun obviously got used to the rear although his body was trembling and his muscles were tense, then he stopped slowly and said in a low voice: "Old Zhao, this time I have finished helping you develop, you can do it yourself Come on. Remember to deal with business, don't delay your busy business..."

Zhao Chengjun paused before he dared to speak, his voice was still mellow, but extremely hoarse: "No, we can deal with it later."

"Don't! Aren't you busy?" Qiu Yuning raised his hand to cast a spell, and photographed the document that Zhao Chengjun had spread on the table from the left side of the desk. He handed it to Zhao Chengjun, and said thoughtfully, "Take it, if I'd be embarrassed to delay something you're 'busy' for."

Zhao Chengjun understood that his youngest son wanted to punish him in this way, so with a sullen face, swallowing dry saliva, he took the document.

"Move." Qiu Yuning urged, "Old Zhao, do you want me to come?"

"No, you don't need to move." Zhao Chengjun's bushy eyebrows were covered with beads of sweat, and he suddenly felt a "relaxation" of premature death and early death, which is actually called breaking the jar.But he desperately wanted to get his youngest son out of the fire quickly, and then he could see his youngest son's sunny smiling face every day, and enjoy his "true" consideration for him, instead of this seemingly considerate training.

Zhao Chengjun eased his expression, without the stimulation of his youngest son's psychic abilities, he could barely speak calmly, "Oh, Yu Ning, you have 'tamed' your father, and father will listen to you now." After finishing speaking , Zhao Chengjun stretched his legs, leaned on the armrest of the boss chair with one hand, and undulated his strong body up and down in an upright sitting posture.

Qiu Yuning leaned against the back of the chair and watched his old Zhao's strong and strong physique rising and falling in front of him. He enjoyed the pleasure of being served by his old Zhao's lower body like this. His eyes were dark and shiny, as satisfied as a wild wolf .He didn't speak anymore, but his breathing became heavy. Zhao Chengjun held the document in one hand and stared at it seriously, and supported his body on the armrest with the other hand to sit up regularly on his little son's thing.The corners of Qiu Yuning's mouth slightly opened, and he casually enjoyed stroking Zhao Chengjun's naked thighs and chest and abdomen under his shirt.

Coincidentally, near noon, the unlucky Zhang Zhaokui happened to be undecided about something, so he knocked on the door of the big boss's office to ask for instructions.

Zhao Chengjun has been paying attention outside the door. Although the office has sound insulation and talisman protection, how can he not feel guilty when he does this kind of thing in the office to serve his youngest son?He waved his hands and used his abilities to cover himself and Qiu Yuning with an invisible barrier.

Zhang Zhaokui knocked on the door three times and turned the doorknob, but did not open it.He was a little confused, is the head of the house not here, or is he dealing with other affairs?He thought about the matter at hand, it was not urgent, but it was better not to delay it.So, Zhang Zhaokui paused, knocked on the door three times desperately, and then turned the doorknob, but it still didn't turn... Zhang Zhaokui didn't dare to continue, he turned and left.

Zhang Zhaokui would never dream of his master Zhao Chengjun's current situation.

Inside the door, Zhao Chengjun's messy shirt can no longer cover his sexy and masculine body, especially his young son's hands are groping around on his chest, abdomen, waist and back; Zhao Chengjun's trousers were originally just above his knees, but now they have slipped down to his ankles , his strong and slender legs were covered with sweat, and his muscles tensed and relaxed as he sat up.

Zhao Chengjun served his youngest son in such a way, and was ashamed by Zhang Zhaokui's continuous knocking on the door, and decided to ask Shen Xiwei to explain the "rules" to Zhang Zhaokui after the fact... His thought was fleeting, so he can't care about it now Thinking about something else?The intense pleasure of being stretched and rubbed by his youngest son almost made his mind go blank.Fortunately, the younger son didn't force him to "call the bed" this time.

But the next moment, Zhao Chengjun regretted that he should not be happy.

Qiu Yuning enjoyed stroking his old Zhao's sleek and powerful body muscles, breathing heavily and said: "Old Zhao, don't say anything, I want to hear your voice..."

Zhao Chengjun's face became more and more red, but the matter had developed to this point. Since he planned to let go of giving in to his younger son, he didn't want to "disobey" his younger son's wishes anymore.As a result, Zhao Chengjun didn't deliberately suppress his voice anymore, and a mellow low-pitched moan of pleasure came out of his mouth in a deep and powerful way, almost vibrating from his strong chest, like the low roar of a beast.