Foundling [Reborn Future]

Qiu Yuning rested directly in Zhao Chengjun's bedroom at night. He did nothing but simply slept with his family's lost old Zhao in his arms.The days are still long, he doesn't need to indulge.And Zhao Chengjun didn't feel a big stone in his heart until his youngest son fell asleep. He felt his youngest son's increasingly generous heart, a subtle and inexplicable warm feeling spontaneously arose, and then fell asleep unconsciously. .

The next day, Zhao Chengjun, a self-righteous father, woke up in the arms of his youngest son, and a happy feeling filled his heart.He was full of energy, and felt that although his younger son did not show a sunny smile to him, but with the enjoyment of being hugged and sleeping, he and his younger son should soon be able to return to their previous sweet lover status.

But Zhao Chengjun relaxed too early, and if there is one, there will be two.

When it was almost noon, Zhao Chengjun received another call from Qiu Yuning's communicator.

Zhao Chengjun's heart skipped a beat, he looked at the time, it was almost the same as yesterday, wouldn't it be what he thought?

Qiu Yuning was still as polite as yesterday: "Old Zhao, are you free now? I have something to ask for your help."

Zhao Chengjun's worries after receiving the communication became reality so quickly, he opened his mouth and was dumb for a while.Does he dare to say "no time"?Yesterday he said two fair reasons, but then he was treated like that by his youngest son.Zhao Chengjun held the communicator still, swallowed his saliva, and said with a calm smile: "Yu Ning, Dad went to find you..."

"No, I'm afraid you won't be free, and going back and forth will delay time, so I'll go there." Qiu Yuning was really considerate.

"Yu Ning..." Zhao Chengjun was still struggling, but he heard the sound of "beep" in the communicator, and Qiu Yuning hung up the communication.

Zhao Chengjun froze for a moment, then his thick eyebrows frowned slightly.He turned his head and glanced at his private office, what should we do?His youngest son loves it here.However, doing that kind of thing here, he does feel a kind of indescribable embarrassment and awkwardness.He is Qiu Yuning's father, and this is a serious office, but his youngest son Qiu Yuning obviously wants to see him change from a suit to a naked body here, and also wants to hear him change from holding back to being depressed here Growling or even moaning...

Zhao Chengjun rubbed his frowning brows until he heard the knock on the door, then he quickly stretched his thick eyebrows and sat upright to deal with the affairs.

Qiu Yuning knocked on the door and came in, first locked the door behind him, then leisurely walked around the desk with his hands in his pockets, and walked to Zhao Chengjun's side.

Zhao Chengjun's heart tightened, and he wanted to ease his psychological acceptance a little, "Yu Ning waited for Dad for a while, this document has just been processed halfway, and the plan written by Dad has ideas, so it's not good to interrupt it immediately, it will be finished soon. "It's not all an excuse.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Qiu Yuning understood very well, and he didn't intend to be too harsh.He didn't say anything, just leaned quietly on Zhao Chengjun's boss chair, skillfully unbuttoned Zhao Chengjun's shirt with one hand, then put his hand into Zhao Chengjun's shirt, simply stroking Zhao Chengjun's thick and smooth warm chest muscles, After stroking for a moment, his hand moved from Zhao Chengjun's chest to Zhao Chengjun's shoulder.

Zhao Chengjun didn't dare to stop him, and he didn't dare to move.With a calm expression, he hurriedly wrote the plan, but in secret, his heart was beating like thunder, waiting to be stimulated by his younger son's mental abilities.However, he soon discovered that his youngest son didn't intend to stimulate and torture him, but just touched his chest very purely, and didn't even knead his nipples on purpose... The youngest son planned to let his poor father go?

Compared with the previous two "passionate" experiences, Zhao Chengjun is now greatly relieved.However, Zhao Chengjun reacted very quickly. How lucky was he that his youngest son touched his father's body so ambiguously?It's bad, isn't he being trained by the youngest son?

Zhao Chengjun did deal with the affairs quickly, and adjusted his mentality very quickly.

Qiu Yuning then withdrew his hand from his old Zhao's shirt, and said yesterday: "Take off your pants."

Zhao Chengjun gritted his teeth secretly, not daring to make excuses.He curled his eyes and smiled faintly: "Okay, go to the sofa."

Qiu Yuning nodded, resisting the urge to laugh: Lao Zhao, you don't suffer and don't shed tears, are you more obedient this time?I have gone to great lengths to torment you, not simply because I have nothing to do!I also heard a lot of "psychological" quotes from Brother Shen...

No one came to disturb this time, the father and son were passionate until noon, and Zhao Chengjun's voice became hoarse again as expected.

But Zhao Chengjun has the strength of the seventh level of supernatural powers, and he recovers extremely quickly.

So Qiu Yuning didn't have any burden. If he wanted to hear Zhao Chengjun's roar, he would definitely hear it every day.

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On the morning of the third day, Zhao Chengjun checked the time and silently looked at the communicator.

After a while, Qiu Yuning's communication came as scheduled: "Are you free?"

In the end, Zhao Chengjun lost his voice.

On the morning of the fourth day, Qiu Yuning was still so punctual, asking questions at a leisurely pace: "Old Zhao, I have something to ask for your help."

What a polite and good boy, he can speak so euphemistically when he asks his father to vent his anger.

In the end, Zhao Chengjun ate the throat lozenges that his youngest son respected him. It was sweet, but it smelled like medicine.

On the morning of the fifth day, as soon as Qiu Yuning dialed through the communicator, Zhao Chengjun smiled "relaxedly" and said, "Come on, son, dad has been waiting for you." Qiu Yuning grinned silently on the other end of the communicator, clenched his fist and shook it hard. After a while, he said quietly: "What's the rush, wait a little longer."

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On the morning of the sixth day... Qiu Yuning did not call Zhao Chengjun's communicator.

Jo Seung-jun has been waiting.It has been six days, and although he still has an uncontrollable embarrassment, he is very adaptable and began to calmly accept the "teaching" from his youngest son in the office.In fact, he has long been determined not to come to the private office, and it is the same to work in the bedroom, but his youngest son urges him to "get down to business" and makes him have to come to the office to handle affairs every day.Just like today, he didn't have any business at all, and he finished it yesterday afternoon, but when his youngest son spoke, would he dare to object?

Qiu Yuning is obviously in the process of "relieving his anger" after holding back his anger for half a year. How dare Zhao Chengjun block his special anger?Zhao Chengjun didn't dare, so he came to the office obediently, while meditating and practicing, while resigning himself to his fate, he waited for his younger son to continue to come to "lucky" him.As a result, Zhao Chengjun waited and waited until twelve noon, when it was time to go back and cook for his youngest son.

Zhao Chengjun didn't dare to rest easy, he went back full of speculation, only to find his youngest son teaching Qiu Yi how to swim in the warm pool!Zhao Chengjun gritted his teeth instantly, his first thought was, the younger son left him in the cold just to accompany this little thing?Thoughts flashed... snubbed?Zhao Chengjun's heart sank, and he patted his forehead lightly, thinking something bad happened, and he was really "taught" by his youngest son to get used to it.

At night, without saying a word, Qiu Yuning hugged Zhao Chengjun with squinted eyes, and touched Zhao Chengjun's chest and legs up and down.Zhao Chengjun guessed that the youngest son wanted to make up for the noon meal, so he lay on his back calmly, opened his thighs slightly, and closed his eyes to enjoy and wait.But Qiu Yuning fumbled with him for ten minutes, and then his movements became slower and slower, and then, Qiu Yuning just fell asleep.

Zhao Chengjun was stunned for a moment, and felt carefully to make sure that the little son lying on his chest had really fallen into a deep sleep, and he was a little confused.He lightly raised his head and glanced at his legs. The tent was set up so high, and there was still a bit of a strange emptiness behind him that made him feel uncomfortable and itchy. There was even a conflict between resistance and expectation in his heart... All these entanglements were all caused by him. I wishful thinking!

Zhao Chengjun glanced at his young son with a peaceful face, the wolf cub grew more handsome and became more and more difficult to guess.

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On the seventh day, Zhao Chengjun handled affairs in his private office.The expansion of Zhongbai City is at a critical moment, and various parties are constantly intervening. Zhao Chengjun was a little free yesterday, but today he is busy again.But even when Zhao Chengjun was listening to Zhang Zhaokui and his subordinates reporting on their work, he still tapped his index finger, kept his mind on it, and secretly waited for his youngest son's communication and arrival.

But just like yesterday, Zhao Chengjun waited until twelve o'clock at noon, but he didn't wait for his youngest son's communication number to appear.

Zhao Chengjun frowned a little, his Yu Ning wouldn't be with Qiu Yi again, right?As a result, he saw the message after he went back. Qiu Yuning said that he was going to Huichun Hall and would not come back for lunch at noon. He also said that he was afraid that he was busy, so he didn't send him a message!Zhao Chengjun's face darkened slightly, little wolf cub, how dare you play with your father, wait until you come back, and see if I don't beat your ass...

When Qiu Yuning came back, Zhao Chengjun folded his arms and grimaced.

Qiu Yuning frowned: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Chengjun quickly recognized the reality, rubbed his brows, took a deep breath, hooked the corner of his mouth, and asked with concern: "Have you had fun?"

Qiu Yuning seemed to be in a good mood. He raised his hand to smooth his short short hair, gave Zhao Chengjun a slightly sunny smile, and said, "It's okay, Brother Kun has adopted my family Qiu Yi as a godson. Hey, the two of them It's also very hit-and-miss! It's good that way, when I go to Zhao's house with you during the Chinese New Year, Qiu Yi will ask Brother Kun to take care of you...Huh? Why are you frowning? I know you have a lot of capable people in Dingshi Commercial Bank , but the only ones I am familiar with are Brother Shen and Brother Zhang, they are not people who can take care of children. I should rest assured that I should hand Qiu Yi to Brother Kun."

Zhao Chengjun remained silent, knowing that his younger son was extremely devoted to him, but he still couldn't see his younger son having too much affection for other men.He suddenly thought, since the incest between him and his younger son has become an established fact, there is no room for change. Even if his younger son regrets it in the future, the name of "incest" will be planted on both of them!So why didn't he just put his youngest son in prison?

Zhao Chengjun made a decisive decision, the fact is so, no matter how embarrassing he is, he can't hesitate, he must incest to the end!

So, when Zhao Chengjun was resting at night, when Qiu Yuning lay on him and played with his chest muscles and hard objects, he responded a little.For example, he took a deep breath very naturally, straightened his chest, bent one leg very masculinely and gracefully, and put his arms behind his head very heartily and deeply... Then, Qiu Yuning touched him for ten minutes , lying on his chest and fell asleep very peacefully.

Zhao Chengjun froze a bit, he gritted his teeth a bit, and almost wanted to ask: Son, how do you want to "tune" your dad?If you say a rule, your dad will be mentally prepared to cooperate with you. If you are loose and tight like this, your dad will almost mess up.

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On the eighth day, Zhao Chengjun still did not receive the communication from his youngest son.

In the evening, Qiu Yuning still touched his old Zhao's chest and abdominal muscles first, and then began to play with Zhao Chengjun's hard chest and hard objects between his legs.Then, when Zhao Chengjun silently waited for his younger son to fall asleep, Qiu Yuning took out a bottle of lubricating oil: "Open your legs."

Zhao Chengjun's heart was suddenly so weirdly happy!The younger son finally paid attention to him.But as soon as this thought flashed, deeper embarrassment surged in Zhao Chengjun's heart, and his handsome face with profound features turned red again as expected.Zhao Chengjun intends to be reserved, but looking at his youngest son's dark eyes full of desire, he still rationally cooperates with stretching his legs. He must have suffered when he was reserved before, and he has gained experience.

This night, Zhao Chengjun was asked to change various postures, which Qiu Yuning learned quietly while searching for books when he went out yesterday.After more than a dozen tricks, Qiu Yuning paused unsatisfied.Zhao Chengjun's voice was natural, mellow and hoarse, and it was too magnetic. Even though his body on the seventh floor of the supernatural power level was strong and strong, he was also crushed and bumped by his youngest son so that his whole body became weak.

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On the ninth day, Zhao Chengjun no longer paid attention to his personal communicator all the time. He was concentrating on thinking about affairs in the office when suddenly his personal communicator rang.His heart skipped a beat, and he specially set a special ringtone for his youngest son's number... He answered the call calmly, and his youngest son asked calmly, "Old Zhao, are you free? I have something to do." I want to ask you for help..."

Zhao Chengjun's eyes were deep, he swallowed silently, tapped his index finger and thought, should he relax now, or should he be nervous?

He sighed in his heart, he was really spoiled by his youngest son.

He just leaned on the boss chair, slightly embarrassed but not too nervous, and smiled in a low voice: "Son, come on."

On the other end of the communicator, Qiu Yuning hung up the communication and smiled.

Why did Qiu Yuning torment Zhao Chengjun so much?He thinks he is a very realistic person, and he even thinks he is a person who doesn't know how to intrigue, but he still understands the basic truth!Isn't there a saying that goes, "Know yourself and the enemy and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles"?If his family's old Zhao knew everything about him, and he "knows himself and the enemy" to him, and then he was "invincible in a hundred battles", then how could he win this training?

Therefore, Qiu Yuning implemented the policy of "not letting Lao Zhao know himself and the enemy" step by step, simple and pure from the beginning.

Looking at it now, the ancients did not deceive me. This sentence is too correct. He did it the other way around, and the effect is obviously leveraged.