godfather

"Don't be like this, Sister Wei, I will definitely go to the annual meeting! Then I will definitely dress up as the handsome black dragon prince! Please dance to cheer you on, and I will never let you lose face!!"

Meng Xiaobei sat on the phone at the corner of the big desk, with one calf dangling on the edge of the desk, and the upper of his shoes knocked on the wooden table leg.Looking out from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a magnificent view of the endless traffic flow of the Dongsishitiao overpass outside the office window of the building with a height of more than ten floors.

"What?...Mr. He?...Oh, you said that Mr. He, he might not go..."

Meng Xiaobei swayed his body in a slightly perfunctory tone, and placed on the table like a child.A big hand slipped over silently from behind, and squeezed lightly on his lower back, causing his lumbar spine to tremble, turning back!

He Shaotang put his ankles together on the desk, his blade-like eyes scooped out a burning pattern on Meng Xiaobei's back.

"Oh... I really don't know what Mr. He does, let me ask for you."

"That's not necessarily true! Maybe they will bring other female companions!"

"Sister Wei, sister! You don't want me to be your companion, you actually want to invite Mr. He?!"

After Meng Xiaobei finished speaking, he turned his head sharply and looked directly at He Shaotang.

Shaotang's eyes quickly and diffusely shifted away, and he looked out of the window casually, pretending to be ignorant and indifferent.

Meng Xiaobei narrowed his eyes, and said in a slightly uncomfortable tone, "I don't know!"

"I don't know that person."

"You go to his company to ask for the number yourself. The impression I met last time was so good, maybe the other party has always wanted to contact you... Uh!!..."

Shaotang stretched one arm up, and with just a light pinch, Meng Xiaobei couldn't talk on the phone anymore.Shaotang's two iron arms squeezed the air in his lungs, and he let out a few intermittent and unusual hums from his throat.Without waiting for him to hang up the phone, Shaotang poked his hand into his crotch like a teaser, and began to roughly rub the soft bulge through the silky trousers fabric. It quickly swelled and pushed up, and he was so strangled that he couldn't help but lean back. .He resisted tenaciously with his four hands and feet, and howled in a low voice: "You still tease me! They are looking for you! The radiant and charming single Wang Lao Wu, Mr. He... you... ouch..."

There was a crescendo of panting on the table, and messy papers and folders were pushed to the floor.

The elastic telephone cord was hanging by the table, trembling, and the persistent female voice could still be heard from the hanging microphone.

……

Meng Artist's Studio collaborates with a publishing house on comics.Sister Wei, a senior editor in the industry, tried her best to win for Xiaobei serial columns in several magazines such as "Fantasy" and "Blue Planet".

In the spring comic exhibition, Xiaobei's booth and the editor's booth merged to share books together.

On the National Day, the big editor asked Meng Xiaobei to accompany him to the hotel press conference.

During the New Year, during the art exhibition at the National Exhibition Center, the editor-in-chief even held a personal salon and cocktail party for Meng Xiaobei to entertain fashionable people in the industry...

Shaotang came home from a business trip during the Chinese New Year, with a New Year gift in his pocket, he ran away and didn't catch the brat, only then did he notice the people around his son.

The man who is the head of the family has a sense of crisis.Then for a month, Shaotang rushed to Meng Xiaobei's studio almost every day.He simply set up an extra desk in the large studio of Meng Xiaobei's assistant painter, and went to the studio to "work overtime" every three days to help.

Sister Wei has long reddish-brown wavy hair and bright red lips. She strides forward with her sketch in her arms, and bumps into Mr. He who is turning around.

When Her Majesty the Queen raised her head, she froze suddenly... The black mole on the corner of Shaotang's mouth trembled slightly casually, and a faint gleam appeared in her eyes. She nodded and asked the Queen to go downstairs for a cup of coffee... I've seen that before On the one hand, Mr. He quickly reversed the direction of the follow-up process with just one battle.

The phone was hung up, and there was a sound of muscle scuffling and bumping in the room.

Meng Xiaobei's face turned red due to lack of oxygen, and he rubbed the back of his head on the table, gnashing his teeth: "Shaotang, don't be unreasonable just because you are old!"

Shaotang crossed his knees and pressed down on his son's legs, a black vortex swirled in his eyes: "Meng Xiaobei, don't think that you will always be younger than me, I will always bear with you."

Meng Xiaobei yelled wronged: "Obviously it's you...you...you're so old and you go out to flirt and flirt..."

Shaotang teased him with a half-smile, "How am I?"

Meng Xiaobei couldn't break his little father's hand strength. Under the violent coercion, he lowered his legs and tilted his head: "Okay, it's done! Shaotang, you robbed me, Xiaomi, what's the matter?" ?”

A light flashed in the depths of Shaotang's eyes, quiet but intimidating, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "If you come to a little honey in the future, I will take care of one!... If you get seven or eight, I will take three wives and four concubines." gone."

Meng Xiaobei shouted angrily...

Whether looking at it from the perspective of being a son, or looking at it from the mentality of a lively and handsome young man, Meng Xiaobei felt that the little man's face and self-esteem had been thwarted!He didn't have that kind of interest in a certain delicate and charming Queen, and tried his best to dodge the subtle and ambiguous overtures of the other party.A few years after he started college, he was surrounded by suitors of the opposite sex and even the same sex. Meng Xiaobei was very measured in his work, with his loose and casual temperament, but reserved and proud in his bones.To some extent, the existence of the suitor is also a medium for him to indirectly express his love for Shaotang, showing off his capital of loyalty, and the source of a man's self-confidence!He enjoys such a state of life!

However, before he could go home and kneel on the washboard with his little father, and plead guilty to the law, Shaotang intervened out of nowhere and made the matter out of his control in an instant!No matter there are beauties of any level around him, old, middle-aged, young and young, whenever his little dad shows up and makes a move, the final outcome will definitely be that Meng Xiaobei himself will be quickly cannon fodder, and there will be no dust left. The 40-year-old Yizhihua, a handsome, elegant and calm old man who spreads his charm silently, calmly and slowly squeezes out the space where Meng Xiaobei can be free and unrestrained, grandiosely holding the big baby firmly in his hands.

Meng Xiaobei was so embarrassed! ! !

When the two were entangled with each other, Shaotang pressed the curtain to remote control.The horizontally drawn blinds are slowly closed, covering half of the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving the other half transparent.Between the brightly lit half of the room and the other half hidden in the shadows, the difference in light and shade makes the atmosphere more ambiguous and unusual.

Meng Xiaobei's legs were torn apart by Shaotang, lifted up, and forced to roll up.He hastily grasped the edge of the desk with both hands: "...is the door locked!"

The corners of Shaotang's mouth curled up: "As soon as you come in, I'll lock you up."

Meng Xiaobei shouted in a low voice: "You have premeditated plans!"

Shaotang: "Otherwise, why did I ask you to come here?"

Meng Xiaobei pouted: "I thought you missed me!"

Shaotang: "I really miss you."

Meng Xiaobei seemed to be coquettish, and hummed to his little dad: "You don't think about me, you think about my ass!!"

Shaotang laughed, his voice echoed in his chest, he lifted Meng Xiaobei's belt, then stretched his hands behind him, and slapped Xiaobei's back waist!The trousers and the cumbersomeness inside were all removed, and his son's muscular buttocks were exposed on the edge of the desk.

The movements of Meng Xiaobei's hands were struggling and resisting, and the expression in his eyes clearly longed to be ravaged by tyranny.The corners of his eyes narrowed: "You do better for me...I want to be comfortable!"

Shaotang paused: "It was uncomfortable before?"

Meng Xiaobei countered the molestation: "You haven't done it for a long time, right? I've been doing it lately!"

"If the knife is not sharpened and rusted, the work will be soft if it is not slipped! Can you still do it! You... ouch..."

When Shaotang pierced between his buttocks, Meng Xiaobei suddenly stopped talking, Shaotang's body was like a scalding sharp weapon, unraveling the sensitivity of his body piercing the nerve tip.He supported the opponent's hands trembling slowly!Shaotang didn't even do much lubrication, he was unwilling to be separated from each other by the cold and sticky medium, and sought the most naked and intimate contact.The thick and hard organ scraped against the swollen and slightly convex glans and scraped the mucous membrane of the inner wall. Meng Xiaobei gulped and breathed hard. For a moment, ten fingers grabbed Shaotang's back in pain and scratched it. The shoulders of the suit are scratched!

Shaotang is relying on the fact that the big baby is young, healthy and strong, he is very forbidden to fuck, and he can play whatever he wants.

Meng Xiaobei gasped and yelled a few times, endured the pain, and slowly adapted to his breathing.

Shaotang realized that he might be too rough, bent down slightly, and kissed Meng Xiaobei's lips and neck forcefully, then followed the direction of the kissing motion and thrust his hips violently, submerging the sharp weapon completely.

Meng Xiaobei lay on his back on the big desk, looking up at the wide and white ceiling, his vision was sometimes clear, sometimes blurred.The frivolous outer skin of the past is gone, and it is pressed under his man, like a green chick, obediently smoothing its feathers, sticking out its buttocks, waiting to be violated.

He likes this, he likes that after Shaotang has been gentle and pampered for a long time, he occasionally bursts into the ferocious face of a man, which makes him feel more clearly the real joy when he is possessed by Shaotang.This joyful recognition made him feel intimate and secure.

Shaotang's hipbones tightly intertwined with him, and the upper body weight clamp pressed down on his lower abdomen.Xiaobei couldn't look down, he could only see his two thighs raised shamelessly, and he could hear the sound of the pushing and stirring of the flesh.This is Shaotang's office.Mr. He's office decoration is a bit monotonous, with tough and cool lines. Compared with the exciting scene on the table at this time, it shows the indulgence and lewdness of the two of them crossing the boundary in a moment!Shaotang didn't take off his trousers completely, and the trousers were wrinkled and piled up at the knees, forcing his legs to not be completely separated at the knees, and his calves were strenuously placed on his little father's shoulders.Shaotang's initial movements were slow, like an emotional tug-of-war and confrontation with him, and also like a slow motion in front of his eyes.Dark whirlpools appeared in Shaotang's eyes, and he slowly retreated from his body, pulled out, opened a certain distance, and then ruthlessly pierced in again, releasing a long moan from Meng Xiaobei's throat.

Shaotang occasionally asked him as if he needed confirmation: "Do you like it?"

Meng Xiaobei nodded vigorously, feeling Shaotang's thick penis grinding slowly and endlessly in his intestines.Shaotang's sex with him now is not as aggressive and impetuous as when he was a young man, but more like some kind of calm and elegant flirting, like taking a roundabout dance step on the dance floor, cruising around in his body.

Xiaobei's legs were also heavy, and Shaotang sweated unknowingly on his forehead.Shaotang deliberately raised his waist and pushed his crotch forward. Meng Xiaobei let out a "huh" with difficulty, and folded his body. This posture was like being tortured!Shaotang slowly pulled out the red fire dragon and looked him straight in the eyes: "Look at me."

Xiaobei stared blankly, still unable to see the scene of Shaotang's murder weapon directly thrusting into his body, but he could see a penis under his crotch getting erected slowly, slowly bouncing under the stimulation of a new round of strong impact It moved, stabbing straight to the ceiling, and the swing echoed the rhythm of Shaotang teasing him!The feeling was very exciting, and he was so excited that he put his hands around Shaotang's neck, and pulled him down to kiss him.

A leisurely smile curled up on Shaotang's lips: "Little bastard, are you honest?"

Xiaobei said obediently, "I've always been honest."

The two of them did not forget to chat while they were making love, and divided the trivial matters of who would spend time with Her Majesty the Queen and who would accompany her to the reception at the Beijing Hotel in the next two days.As a result of the discussion, it was still Shaotang who allowed his son to go out and make friends with confidante, to deceive others. Meng Xiaobei said angrily, "Then you will make trouble for me from the beginning!"

A slight expression flashed across Shaotang's slightly red face, you have to allow me to occasionally feel jealous and insecure in my heart, and occasionally I need to show off in front of you...

By the way, the two also assigned all the trivial tasks such as who cooks, who wipes the floor, who does the laundry, etc. this weekend.Meng Xiaobei thinks this is very unfair, Shaotang's huge weapon is sticking out of his body, it is completely the style of tyrant paternalism, so he can't refuse to resist.

Meng Xiaobei always looked up like that, and his back felt uncomfortable.Shaotang pulled away temporarily and picked up his son.

Meng Xiaobei stopped suddenly when the two of them walked slowly to the window. He was in a mess now, his pants were half faded, and if he took another step forward, he was about to step into the bright field.

Shaotang smiled, and carefully hid the close-fitting figures of the two in the shadow on the side of the curtain, overlooking the vast scenery outside the window.

Meng Xiaobei had never had sex in this situation before, as if exposed to the eyes of everyone in the whole city, a certain kind of courage that suddenly became clear and fearless burst out of his chest!The four overpass lanes drew beautiful and symmetrical arcs like butterfly wings on his eyelids, the car was running smoothly, and the whole city was running continuously, and a thrill of thrill came out behind him, making his vision blurred quickly!

Standing by the window, the two of them moved their bodies without any taboo, their crotches twisted and intertwined.Shaotang's movements became smoother and more powerful, and a stab to the end stimulated his sensitivity in the deepest part.Meng Xiaobei's waist trembled suddenly, and his trousers slowly fell off his ankles.His upper body was still in a suit and leather shoes, the collar of his shirt was ripped open, his tie was hanging loosely on one side, and his chest was flushed.The large piece of rosy color gradually blended with the nipple on his left breast, making it look very emotional.The slender hem of the shirt hid his erect lower body.

Shaotang touched it with one hand, reached into his shirt, and teased the hard red beans on his chest.

Meng Xiaobei was pinched painfully: "Old rascal!"

Shaotang said, "Take them all off?"

Meng Xiaobei hurriedly said: "Don't take it off!!... Mmm..."

Being stripped naked in a place like an office, even though the door is locked and there is no camera in the room, he still has a sense of shame of being naked in public and being raped.No matter how thick-skinned a man is, his face looks like he has a fever at this moment.

Shaotang liked to see his son's anxious and shy little fool, so he couldn't help kissing him twice, and then lifted the front of Xiaobei's clothes to reveal his belly.

Xiaobei looked down at his lower body.His body couldn't help but move forward following Shaotang's slap on his buttocks, moving step by step, wandering around in the limited light and shadow in the room.The body is hidden in the shadows, but the overlapping shadows of the two have come out of the hiding place and are clearly exposed to the sunlight.In the shadow, Shaotang hugged him tightly from behind, rubbed his chin against his face, then grabbed his lower body, and moved together.

Meng Xiaobei called out!He was suffering at the critical point of swelling, and the thrust between his buttocks was about to explode.He saw his bird standing straight in Shaotang's palm, completely controlled by the opponent.A clear droplet flowed out from the narrow gap at the head of the glans, and fell down in the palm of Shaotang, like a glistening spider's thread hanging in the air, swinging back and forth... That scene was full of erotic tension.His eyes were lost, and under Shaotang's powerful impact, he disarmed in despair, and sprayed onto the overlapping shadows in the sun...

Meng Xiaobei was in pain from a bird ejaculation in the office, and was carried home by his man that night, and it was another training session.

His hair was wet, covering his dazed eyes, lying on the bed with his thighs spread apart, maintaining the posture when Shaotang pulled out of his body and got up to leave.There were more than two orgasms in a row, and the muscles in the back court kept twitching, like a cramp that couldn't stop. I felt ashamed to be incontinent, and the semen flowed down the thighs between the buttocks.

"You wash the sheets on weekends." Meng Xiaobei glanced at Shaotang's figure swaying into the room from the corner of his eyes.

Shaotang rubbed his hair, and with tenderness in his palm, he lowered his head and kissed his face, still wanting more.

"I've never been the one to wash the sheets? When did you take the initiative to clean up the house?" Shaotang said disdainfully.

"I wiped the floor with a mop!" Meng Xiaobei shouted.

"Did that mop of yours be dipped from your paint bucket!" Shaotang laughed at him.

Ever since the couple moved into the third bedroom and lived under the same roof, they have been at odds over housework.Xiaobei goes home to sleep and paint every day, while Shaotang often travels on business, returning home every ten days and a half.Every time Shaotang stepped into the house, the clothes in the living room, the paint on the sheets, the paint on the bed sheets, the dusty rags on the table, and the piles of dishes and bowls in the sink in the kitchen made even a good-tempered man unable to resist going crazy and scratching the little boy. Come and spank!

Meng Xiaobei stretched his calves on the bed and suggested, "Let's hire hourly workers."

Shaotang said with a straight face: "No. I don't want outsiders to come in and touch my things."

Xiaobei: "Then you must let me move your things to help you clean up!"

Shaotang smiled from the corner of his mouth: "Nonsense, you are my daughter-in-law!!... Get out and do housework for me!"

Meng Xiaobei listened to the order, rolled off the bed, quickly put on his underwear, pretended to pick up a rag, and started mopping the floor.He is also quite tall, his shoulders are getting wider and wider, and his hips are deliberately pushed up. He walks back and forth in the living room along the grain of the wooden floor.

Shaotang waved his palm from behind with a "slap": "Enough, you can get out."

Meng Xiaobei was beaten on the buttocks, covered his butt and turned his head: "Didn't you ask me to wipe the floor?!"

Shaotang sneered: "Stop making a fuss, you call it mopping the floor, are you playing?"

Shaotang kicked his son away, picked up a mop, and walked back and forth on the ground.A layer of dust was wiped off the maroon floor, revealing a slender figure.Meng Xiaobei sat cross-legged on the sofa with a smile on his face, watching Shaotang work, and he would always be that kid who craves sweets in front of him.

That night, the two of them finished making love, then finished the housework, and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Halfway through the shower, they suddenly found that the water stopped!

Meng Xiaobei was frantic with foam all over his body: "How can there be hundreds of households in a high-rise building without water!"

Shaotang said: "Maybe the water tank on the roof is broken, and the water pressure is not enough, so the water cannot be pressed up."

Shaotang shook his head and put his arms around his son: "Go, I will take you downstairs to wash."

Meng Xiaobei thought that what this person said by "washing downstairs first" was to knock down a certain resident on the third or fourth floor and forcefully borrow the bathroom from a stranger's house.

On a summer evening, Shaotang's body was wet with foam, and he didn't care at all, wearing a hurdling vest, a pair of loose shorts, and slippers, and strode on the sidewalk.He took Meng Xiaobei to a Daxia building on the corner of the street.There is a fountain in the center of the small square, which shoots a five- to six-meter-high water column into the sky.The springs are buried under the flat ground, and the water splashes change colors under the neon lights.A group of children are running around and playing in the middle of the water column, which is very beautiful.

Shaotang signaled with his eyes, son, just wash like this!

The two plunged into the water curtain.

The flying water mist quickly washed away the foam accumulated between Meng Xiaobei's hair tips, and the water splashed on his forehead and chest, splashing out hazy water droplets.Meng Xiaobei threw off his slippers and ran barefoot under the fountain, howling happily.There is exciting music playing in the square.

With a towel on, Shaotang walked steadily into the water curtain, and a mist of water quickly soaked him from head to toe.

Shaotang shook his head under a jet of water, washing away the sticky traces of foam and sex all over his body, then squinted his eyes and glanced at Xiaobei, his eyes were quiet, revealing a lazy and comfortable sexiness.The water splashed down along the back of Shaotang's neck and spine, and the body showed a beautiful flesh-colored arc through the white vest, with a tall and healthy figure.When the water mist is heated, it steams on the shoulders, and the water is shining.Splashes of water merged into a trickling stream, winding down Shaotang's buttocks wrapped in shorts, the buttocks were full and perfect.

Meng Xiaobei froze in the mist at the moment of laughing, staring at Shaotang's body with impulsive eyes...I love this man so much.

……

What is more difficult than falling in love is staying together forever.

What tests human loyalty more than emotional courtship is to love each other for the rest of your life, never waver in your heart, and treat each other as your relatives.

There was only one time when Shaotang took his son to the cadre ward of the hospital to visit his seriously ill father; he took his young daughter-in-law, the most important person in his life, to visit his only remaining elder with close blood.

Meng Xiaobei has already experienced major life and death in his life. He has such an experience, but standing in the gray and white ward, looking at the old man with a nasal tube inserted in the middle of the bed and breathing weakly, there is still a trace of indescribable sadness in his heart, not for himself. , but for Shaotang.From Shaotang's calm profile, he saw a trace of sadness, reluctance, and regret.Shaotang's heavy heart spread in the ward, wet Meng Xiaobei's eyes.

Shaotang took his son's hand and stood side by side at his father's bedside.

Shaotang's father didn't say anything, or he couldn't say anything long.There was enlightenment in the eyes of the old man, and he seemed to understand the many unsolved stories that happened to Shaotang in these years, and the special status of that young "godson"...

After returning from the hospital, Shaotang was silent for more than a week, falling into the world of inner thinking, reading under the bedside lamp at night, ignoring people, and rejecting his son's teasing and sex invitations.

In the middle of the night, Meng Xiaobei accidentally opened his eyes from his sleep, dazedly, and found Shaotang staring at him from the side.

Shaotang was awake all the time, looking at his sleeping form with his shiny eyes in the dark.Meng Xiaobei wanted to raise his shoulders, but Shaotang suddenly turned over and held him down.Shaotang folded his arms and took him into his arms, his hot breath enveloping him in warmth, boundless and endless warmth...