Tender trapping

Enjoying the ultimate sex on the beach, the result is a sore lower body and a terrible clean up afterward.

As Zhuo Wenlang's family doctor, Lee naturally came to Hong Kong City with him. He wanted to change places to have fun for a while, but he didn't expect to be called to work the next day after landing.

He looked at Ran Xulu's white arm exposed outside the quilt, which was covered with bruises. Needless to say, the back on the ground should be even more ugly. As a doctor whose duty is to "rescue the dying and heal the wounded", Lee couldn't help but sighed "beast".

"What's your script this time? The other party is still a student, take it easy." Lee said this sincerely. Although the wound on Ran Xu's body was small, it couldn't support the size of his entire back. The area is full, and you can imagine how tragic the situation was at that time.

What's more, this child is probably the first time to be in personnel affairs.

He couldn't help but look at Zhuo Wenlang with blame, only to see that the man was holding a book in his hands and leaning aside wearing glasses, suddenly raised his head and asked Lee, "What do you think he looks like?"

"Who?" Lee was puzzled.

"Ran Xu."

Zhuo Wenlang's eyes fell on Ran Xu, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and said: "In literary images, rabbits are often a symbol of reproduction... In fact, I can also leave him a better first time, but I always feel that It wastes the natural scenery that could have been there, and I always feel that it is more suitable for the wild.”

Lee was stunned when he heard it, and he didn't say a complete sentence with his mouth full of "I" and "you" for a long time. Finally, he looked at Zhuo Wenlang and gave an ultimate evaluation: "Your logic can often refresh my understanding of human morality. .”

"Lack of empathy, isn't that a diagnosis you gave me yourself?"

"My diagnosis for you is lack of emotion." Lee was too lazy to argue with him, he sighed, and looked at Zhuo Wenlang seriously, "Falling in love according to your own script can't make up for your inner experience, even if you repeat it over and over again. Tried different scripts over and over again, and the result was the same."

Zhuo Wenlang looked at him with a half-smile, as if he was listening, but also as if he wasn't.

"Romanticism does not represent love. Similarly, the composition of love is more than romance. When falling in love, people will naturally think about the 'future', but what about you, have you considered it?" Lee looked at his expression and knew Saying it yourself is tantamount to not saying it.

"Forget it, whatever you want, anyway, even if you are such a rotten person, there are still a lot of people rushing towards you."

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Maybe it was because he was too tired that day. It was only the next afternoon that Ran Xu woke up. When he moved his body, he could immediately feel the pain coming from the inner thigh.

Zhuo Wenlang rubbed him with medicinal wine, and asked him if there was anything else he would like to play in the future.

Ran Xu thought about it for a long time, and finally shook his head with drooping head: "Forget it, I don't really want to walk now."

Zhuo Wenlang smiled knowingly, and told him that the leg pain was probably due to riding a horse: "If you just do i, it won't hurt so much, but riding a horse will wear it out, and it was like this when I was a beginner."

Ran Xu became nervous when he heard the word "do". He recalled the scene that day, with Zhuo Wenlang's face propped up above him, the tips of his hair soaked in sea water, sweat mixed with sea water dripping down his neck, all the way across his collarbone , and finally fell on Ran Xu... Also, there are some red-faced scenes.

Beyond that is pain.

To be honest, most of what that joy brought him was only spiritual pleasure. As for the physical pleasure, he didn't seem to have much pleasure, or maybe it was covered by the pain.

But even so, Ran Xu still didn't dislike being i, because when they entered bliss at the same time, their souls seemed to overlap, he thought, he should be hopelessly in love with Zhuo Wenlang.

However, the young boy was still shy about talking about sex. He changed the subject and asked about Shirley. Zhuo Wenlang said that it was a foal born from a horse his mother had raised.

"My mother was imprisoned in such a place before she was alive. Maybe you think this villa is not bad, and the courtyard is big enough... But if you stay here day after day, year after year, normal people will probably be driven crazy. .”

"My mother didn't know me in the last days of her life, but she still remembered her horse and lilies. When she died, she brought a bouquet of lilies, and the horse died with her. Right by the sea."

When Zhuo Wenlang talked about this, the smile on his face remained unchanged.

But Ran Xu panicked when he heard that, let alone what kind of family would imprison the hostess, just thinking that someone might have died in the sea area where he played yesterday gave him a chill down his back.

No matter what he thought in his heart, it still felt impolite to ask directly. Ran Xu's fingers unconsciously scratched the bed sheet.

Zhuo Wenlang pulled his handcuffs away and held them in his hands: "Okay, don't scare you anymore, my mother didn't throw herself into the sea here, she ran out from here before she died." After that, he moved away. The topic asked Ran Xu if there was anything he liked to eat, and he could have someone deliver it in the next two days.

The somewhat weird conversation between the two ended here. After all, Ran Xu was still young. When he came to the new environment, he quickly adapted and started to have fun for himself.

After lying in the villa for two days, he finally got up his spirits and ran to the stables. Zhuo Wenlang's stable had three other horses, all of which were expensive breeds. This might be the different pleasures of rich people.

During the day, Ran Xu groomed and fed the horses with the groom. Shirley was the one closest to him. Even though her shoulders were almost taller than Ran Xu's, she would still take the initiative to lower her head and rub Ran Xu's palms when she saw him. , Occasionally a horse had a good time alone, Ran Xu took out grapes to feed it, Shirley in turn wiped the saliva all over Ran Xu.

After Zhuo Wenlang smelled the animal smell on Ran Xu for the second time, he frowned and didn't say anything. Pressing Ran Xu on the bed that night was another mess, in the name of warming up his relationship.

In fact, when Ran Xu got up the next day, his back was sore and his legs ached, so he could only stay in the villa with Zhuo Wenlang for a movie.

Why didn't he know what Zhuo Wenlang was thinking, but when he was in his arms, Ran Xu felt so comfortable, as if the bad water Zhuo Wenlang occasionally spilled became a charm, harmless.

When Ran Xu was nestling on the sofa and eating potato chips in his hand, and there was a love movie showing men and women kissing on the screen, Zhuo Wenlang received a call and told him with a smile that the previous design products had already started selling in the Epoch 3080 brand plan , market forecasts are very optimistic.

That was his happiest time.

At that time, Ran Xu felt how lucky he was, how flat the future was, how glorious and gentle, as if he could walk all the way to the end.