Master's heart

At dawn a few days later, Wen Luo, who was in the shadow of the carriage, decided to hire a boat and leave.

The sky was gray and bright, and Wen Luo was standing on the pier wearing a cloak and a hat. The cool morning breeze blew up his cloak, revealing the gray-blue gown inside. Standing around him were some The people waiting for the early boat, including old and young, women and children, were all plainly dressed. He stood aside and looked up into the distance, feeling a little displeased with the boatman's late arrival.

"Hiss, why aren't you here yet?" He frowned and asked the boy who came with him.

"Master, don't worry, I'm afraid you will be delayed by something on the way." The servant reassured him anxiously.

"It's really unreliable." Wen Luo rolled his eyes and put his hands in his sleeves. The early autumn morning was a bit chilly, and the wind on the pier was even colder. After a while, Wen Luo had a tendency to runny nose , he gasped, his eyebrows furrowed deeper.

"Why aren't you here yet?"

A woman complained from a nearby place: "Really, poor people are hard to do things. If you have money, you can hire a boat yourself and it will be very fast!"

The woman's voice sounded anxious and annoyed, crisp and clear, with a bit of unconventional ease and familiarity, Wen Luo blinked suspiciously, and looked sideways at the source of the sound.

"Flower attack?" Wen Luo couldn't help approaching and asked.

"Huh?" Hua Xi turned around, her anger dissipated, showing a surprised look, "Why are you here?"

"I...go out to do business." Wen Luo paused, raised his eyes and asked again: "Are you...going back to your hometown?"

"That's right, the boat didn't come after waiting for several hours." Hua Xi became anxious again, and after a few clicks, she asked Wen Luo as if thinking of something: "Master, you are quite rich, why don't you return?" Crowded with us poor people waiting for the boat?"

"I hired the boat." Thinking of Hua Xi's words just now, Wen Luo suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "But it hasn't come yet."

"Oh, I'll just say it." Hua Xi nodded, lifted her bag over her shoulder, smiled and turned her head away.

The two people were so neatly dressed and met in a serious manner, which made each other a little embarrassed.

After a moment of silence, Wen Luo broke the silence first, cleared his throat and said, "Where are you going?"

"Emperor Capital, over the river." Hua Xi pouted.

"Let's go together." Wen Luo slightly raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then suggested, "Why don't we go together?"

"Ah, how troublesome is that?" Hua Xi was a little tempted, but still felt embarrassed.

"The boat is big, and you won't have any more." Wen Luo shrugged indifferently, without the effect of alcohol and deliberate disguise, his demeanor became polite but unapproachable.

Hua Xi is an unconstrained person, and he felt that it would be hypocritical to be more polite, "Thank you then." Hua Xi blessed her body.

"You're welcome, these days... I still want to thank you." Wen Luo lowered his gaze.

The two waited in silence for a while, and Wen Luo's boat arrived, and he opened the curtain to let her in first.

"Master, do you really not need me to accompany you?" The boy asked again while standing on the pier hesitantly.

"Stop rambling, when did the master go out and take someone away?" Wen Luo sent him a few words, and bowed into the cabin.

The cabin was really big, and it was still more than enough for the two of them to sit facing each other.

Wen Luo didn't bring anything, only a stack of banknotes in his bosom. Before leaving, the boy put a food box in the boat, which contained a few plates of exquisite snacks and a pot of wine. Wen Luo opened the food box He took out the wine from the box, and immediately lifted the spout, hanging over his mouth, the wine dripped down into his mouth with perfect precision, Wen Luo closed his mouth and swallowed it with a thud, then let out a "ha" and wiped it away. Wipe the corners of the lips.

"Good wine."

He shook the jug, and handed the food box to Hua Xi with the other hand, "Here are these snacks for you."

Hua Xi glanced at the dessert, and was not polite, took it directly and put it beside her, "Why don't you eat it?"

"I don't like sweets. I'm getting old and afraid of bad teeth." Wen Luo leaned back and took another sip.

"Speaking of which, I don't know how old you are yet." Hua Xi picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, chewing it carefully.

"It's 34." Wen Luo closed his eyes and yawned, a little sleepy because he got up early, "Where are you going to tell the boatman?"

"Just put me on the shore, and I'll walk by myself."

"I'm not in a hurry to deliver it to the door." Wen Luo seemed to be falling asleep, and said in a muffled voice, "Go, I'll sleep."

"Well, thank you." Hua Xi was polite, and stopped bothering Wen Luo. After going out and reporting a place to the boatman, she came back to sit quietly and eat snacks. After eating and drinking, she slept for a while. After a while, after waking up and sleeping for nearly a day, the destination will arrive.

"Here we are!" shouted the boatman.

"I'm here." Hua Xi stood up carrying the burden.

"Okay." Wen Luo straightened his back and stood up, "I'll go down for a stroll, and sit until my waist is straight."

"There's nothing to do in this place, it's in the wilderness." Hua Xi curled her lips and left the cabin with Wen Luo. The boat docked steadily, causing ripples, vaguely reflecting the faces of the people on the shore. Hua Xi saw him after opening the curtain, and then smiled, "You still come to pick me up!"

The man curled his lips when he saw her, but froze suddenly when he was about to say something.

Hua Xi didn't notice anything, she lifted her skirt to go ashore, said with a smile, "Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Wen, my friend, he brought me here, Mr. Wen, this is...Mr. Wen?" She turned around to introduce, but found that Wen Luo was standing motionless at the bow of the boat, his face pale.

"It's you!"

"It's you."

The expressions of the two people are different.

A strange atmosphere floated between each other, and the people on the shore and the boat looked at each other for a long time.

The river hit the bank, making a slight sound, and a strange silence floated between the three of them. Hua Xi stood between the two of them, still not understanding what happened.

Boss Qing froze on the spot, pressed his thumb on his knuckles, and there was a crisp sound.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Wen Luo was the first to react. He raised his smiling face and looked at Hua Xi, "Now that I'm safely there, I'll take my leave first." His smile was perfect, if it wasn't for the surprised expression just now, Others would definitely think that he didn't know the boss clearly.

"Hey, Wen..." Hua Xi opened his mouth and called out.

Wen Luo frowned slightly, just as he was about to bow into the cabin when he was grabbed by someone, his hands shook, and he kept his original posture without moving. Boss Qing who stood behind and held his wrist pursed his lips, The swear words swirled in his throat and swallowed again, he let go and stood up straight, "Aren't you going to see A Yuan?"

"I'm not going." Wen Luo raised his hand to smooth his sleeves, and after smiling, he realized that Boss Qing behind him couldn't see him.

"He's been poisoned." Boss Qing's brows were frowned into a Sichuan character, and his voice was hoarse and cold: "It's up to you whether you go or not."

"Poisoned?" Wen Luo finally turned around.

I don't know if it was the curse of the dead person that caused the strange disease to reappear in Qingfeng Village.

The victim this time was Wen Renyuan. He had a quarrel with Ding Jinlin that day, and ran to the back mountain in a rage to wake up, but he didn't come back for a whole day.

Ding Jinlin became suspicious and went to look for him, but found that he passed out on the back mountain, with blood on his forehead, some white foam on his lips, and he was still talking non-stop. He seemed to be hallucinating, and his mind was very unclear. Ding Jinlin Panicked, I don't know what happened, but this symptom is very familiar and terrifying to the people in Qingfeng Village.

The day Wen Luo appeared was exactly the tenth day Wen Renyuan was in a coma.

In fact, Wen Renyuan's illness has been brought under control. After all, the genius doctor Teng'an is taking care of him, but Boss Qing still uses this as an excuse to keep Wen Luo. Seeing him staring at Wen Renyuan at the bedside, Boss Qing feels Distraught, I don't know what is wrong with me.

"What's the disease?" Wen Luo sat on the edge of the bed and touched Wen Renyuan's forehead.

"I was poisoned by the flowers in the back mountain." Boss Qing who was standing by the door said in a hoarse voice, with an awkward look on his face.

"Why, there are so many poisons in your back mountain?" Wen Luo looked up at him, his eyes complained, but his voice was still polite and kind. Wen Luo looked at him for a while, sighed inaudibly, and frowned: "I Let me take Ren Yuan back, I know quite a few good doctors in Qizhou."

"No doctor is better than Fujiyasu."

"You're quite confident in him." Wen Luo chuckled, with a cold smile, "I'm his father, and I should take him away."

"Father is a fart, and what my parents are taking is not medicine. Can the disease be cured after seeing it?" Boss Qing couldn't help but ask.

"Why are you swearing again? Be careful to scare Mr. Wen." Hua Xi, who opened the door, happened to hear him speak, so she frowned and stared at him, then smiled apologetically at Wen Luo, "Wen Luo Sir, this brother of mine is very impolite, which makes you laugh."

"Has he not listened enough?" Boss Qing muttered in a dissatisfied voice.

"It's okay." Wen Luo shook his head, and asked irrelevantly, "So you are brother and sister."

"It's not really... It's all a matter of old sesame seeds and rotten millet, so let's not talk about it." Hua Xi smiled.

"Tell him what's the matter? She turned out to be my woman." Boss Qing raised his eyebrows provocatively, and embraced Hua Xi.

"Your woman?" Wen Luo asked back, he hesitated for a moment and then chuckled again, "Do you just let your woman go to that kind of place?"

Hua Xi changed his face when he heard that, and immediately pushed Boss Qing away and stared at him, "It's all in the past, what are you talking about?" After saying that, he turned around and glanced at Wen Luo with his hands on his hips, "Mr. Look down on those who do our business, without us, who would listen to your bitterness?"

"I didn't mean that." Wen Luo said lightly.

"I don't care what happened between you, but don't always point the quarrel at me!" Hua Xi grimaced, glared at the two men, then put tea and fruit and left After leaving the room, the remaining two men looked at each other in the room.

"Women are just annoying, f***ing annoying." Boss Qing sat in a chair and brushed his hair, "What did you mean, where did she go?"

"You don't know?" Wen Luo snorted.

"I can't be bothered to take care of her." Boss Qing snorted roughly, "We meet once a year, and it's enough to see someone alive."

"Isn't she your woman?" Wen Luo's voice was a bit harsh.

"That's all in the past." Boss Qing unconsciously touched the blindfold, "The bastard suffered so much for her, who would dare to touch her again? Oh, damn, why are you telling me this? Gritting his teeth, he immediately stood up from the chair and cleared his throat, "You can leave if you want, stay if you want, I don't care about you, but you are not allowed to take Ayuan away, Fujiyasu can definitely cure him. He turned and left, and stopped after opening the door. He put his hands on the door frame, folded his fingers together, and said in a low voice, "I won't be so careless anymore." Wen Luo was taken aback suddenly.

"Mom!" Wen Renyuan who was lying on the bed suddenly yelled, his eyes were closed tightly and his head was covered with sweat.

"Ayuan, Ayuan?" Wen Luo sat back nervously and patted his face. After seeing no reaction from him, he anxiously looked at Boss Qing who was following him back, and widened his long and narrow eyes, " What are you doing in a daze? Didn’t you say that Fujiyasu is a miracle doctor? Why don’t you call him!”

"Ah... oh, Teng An, Teng An!" Boss Qing strode outside the door, and inadvertently saw Ding Jinlin wandering by the door.

"Ding Jinlin...Ding Jinlin..." Wen Renyuan in the room shouted again.

"Who is Ding Jinlin? Call Ding Jinlin!" Wen Luo shouted outside.

"Ding Jinlin, come in!" Boss Qing knocked on the door frame with his fist.

Ding Jinlin, who was walking back and forth with his hands behind his back, froze in his footsteps, and looked at the boss with a strange look, as if he wanted to get angry, but he still endured it forcefully and walked towards this side.

This is the second time for Wen Luo to meet Ding Jinlin. Although the last meeting was in a hurry and the impression was not deep, Wen Luo can still tell that Ding Jinlin is not doing well these days. His hair is messy and the blue color of his chin has grown After coming out, deep dark circles appeared under the thin and large single eyelids, and the eye sockets were sunken.

"Are you Ding Jinlin?" Wen Luo said with some hostility.

"Are you his father?" Ding Jinlin narrowed his eyes, the two men confronted each other silently, and sparks flew everywhere where their eyes met.

"Father, father..." Wen Renyuan murmured again.

"How are you?" Ding Jinlin rushed over and held his hand tightly.

Wen Luo also wanted to lean over, after all, he was called by him, but seeing Ding Jinlin's nervous look, he stopped, and he could feel how important these two people are to each other's hearts, Wen Ren Apart from calling his father and mother, he only called him by his first name.

And this Ding Jinlin didn't think about eating and drinking for Wen Renyuan's sake. From his fiery eyes, it could be seen that he had a crazy and forbearing love for Wen Renyuan.

Wen Luo was stunned for a while, then retreated silently, closing the door behind them.

Boss Qing was also standing outside the door, sitting obliquely on the corridor passing through the mountain, rubbing his temples with his eyes closed, Wen Luo ignored him, and sat down on the corridor on the other side, trying to drive away the weird sense of loss in his heart, He is 34 years old, but he hasn't found a person he loves deeply. Could it be that he is really going to be alone for the rest of his life?

34 years old is the right age.

But the time alone is always difficult and hopeless. Being alone for 34 years seems to have passed 50 years.

During this period of time, this feeling has become more and more intense. When eating, sleeping, and taking a bath, he always feels that the surroundings are deserted and makes him flustered. There is also a fear that no one will know if he dies here. Now Watching his son find the one he loves brings comfort and envy.

Yes, he is jealous, jealous that Ding Jinlin loves him, jealous that Boss Qing also likes him.

And what about myself?He has been flirtatious all his life, but he has not found a solid person with him when he grows old. In fact, only he knows that the reason why a person is flirtatious is because he is restless and afraid of being hurt by his feelings. Will be more deeply ingrained in being merciful everywhere, Wen Luo drooped his head and sighed faintly.

After sitting like this for a long time, Wen Luo rubbed his sore neck and raised his head, and found that Boss Qing was looking at him. Their eyes collided. Boss Qing quickly looked away and cleared his throat unnaturally. Wen Luo didn't look away. , but looked at him deeply, as if thinking about something, then tilted his head.

"Look at that, is there a flower on my face?" Boss Qing cursed a few times, glanced at him sideways, and asked angrily, "How is Ah Yuan?"

Wen Luo didn't answer immediately, but still looked at him strangely, and after a while, he said slowly, "If Ding Jinlin is Ren Yuan's lover, then what are you?"

"What?" Boss Qing was taken aback.

"You like Ren Yuan's too?" Wen Luo turned his head and smiled softly.

"I... like A Yuan?" Boss Qing pointed to the tip of his nose, then grinned as if he had heard a joke, "Who said that?"

"He will take good care of Ren Yuan." Wen Luo lowered his eyelashes, stood up again, and shook his robe, "Why don't you come and have a drink with me?"

Boss Qing was dazed by his jumping head, so he agreed and ordered Da Chong to go to the cellar to get wine. The two sat on the ground on the mountain road, each holding a jar and began to drink.

Wen Luo doesn't drink well, and when drunk, he becomes a chatterbox, sometimes laughing, sometimes indifferent, sometimes crazy, he really played out all the characters that are usually good at disguising.

"How many times do I have to tell you, I don't like Ah Yuan!"

"It's a lie, when I lived here, you talked about A Yuan every day." Wen Luo sneered, raised his head and took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth and said, "Stop talking about this, tell me Let’s talk about the flower girl, how did she become your woman, and how did you abandon her?”

"I didn't abandon her." Boss Qing lowered his face, and put the wine jar on the ground, "Besides, this has something to do with you, why ask?"

Wen Luo was taken aback by his drinking, and after a moment of stupor, he suddenly went crazy and poured the wine on Boss Qing. , do you know how much it hurts me? Do you know that you almost killed me? Now I ask you what's wrong, you fucking have to tell me!"

"Uh..." This time it was Boss Qing who was in a daze.

"Say it or not?" Wen Luo narrowed his eyes and raised the wine jar, "If you don't say it, I'll smash you to death and commit suicide!"

"Hey, you can't do it, what kind of drunken madness." If it was his normal self, Boss Qing would not be scared, but when facing Wen Luo, he was abnormal and frightened. He turned to Wen Luo He waved his hand, made a gesture to let him sit down, and comforted him: "Sit down first, why don't I tell you?"

"Say." Wen Luo sat down, hugging the wine jar.

"Many years ago, I really liked Hua Xi, but she had a husband. That man was very famous in the Jianghu at that time. After he knew about our affairs, he found someone to deal with me. We fought for several years, and finally the man finally I'm dead, but Hua Xi refuses to be with me anymore." Boss Qing said lightly, then shrugged, "That's it."

"How did he deal with you?" Wen Luo continued to ask.

"How else can I clean up? Give me a beating." Boss Qing frowned impatiently.

"Your eyes... was he blinded?" Wen Luo's eyes wandered to his blindfold.

"Uh...you're asking too much, don't push yourself too far." Old Qing got up angrily, pulled him up by the collar and shook him, "You fucking sober me up! Really, my son is sick You've lost your mind, and you're still in the mood to drink." Boss Qing rolled his eyes at him, dragged him down the mountain path, and walked all the way to the well below.

"Let go, what are you dragging me for!"

Wen Luo kept struggling, his face turned red due to the catalysis of alcohol, but his eyes were clear. He knew that he was not drunk, and that he was going crazy through drunkenness, but he didn't want to wake up, and he didn't want to be rational. The fire made him very uncomfortable.

"Let you sober up." Boss Qing frowned and hugged his shoulders, stretched out a bucket of water, and poured it over his head. Wen Luo shivered, and was picked up by Boss Qing like a wilted old sparrow Then, Boss Qing shook him to see if he was sober, "Are you sober?"

"Wake up your grandpa and grandson!" Wen Luo shook his head, shaking Boss Qing's face with water.

"Hehe, you still dare to imitate me?" Boss Qing glared at him and pulled him closer, but before he could say anything, Wen Luo's lips were sealed.

He pressed the back of the boss Qing's head with both hands, so that their lips pressed together fiercely, and then he sucked in a random way, as if he was venting something.

Boss Qing suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the people by the well were in an uproar. What's going on?

The two kissed for a long time before they stopped panting. Wen Luo's lips were very red and swollen from being sucked by the anti-client boss Qing. Seeing his hands trembling a little, he hesitated for a while, not knowing what to say.

"You...you come with me!" Boss Qing stuttered a little, and pulled Wen Luo away under the astonished eyes of everyone. Wen Luo's head was buzzing, and he was dragged to the stone hall by Boss Qing while staggering all the way. His growling sounded in my ears: "What do you mean by that? Don't you hate me very much? Why are you kissing me again? Are you kidding me?"

"Don't you like it too? What are you pretending to be?"

Wen Luo wiped his face, wiped the wet trembling from his forehead to the back of his head, then swayed and rushed over, "Isn't this the way you tortured me back then? Why, now that I've come to my door myself, you're pretending to be a gentleman." Here we come." He gritted his teeth, his half-closed eyes looked a bit seductive.

"Wen... um!" Boss Qing's lips were blocked again, and Wen Luo's face with closed eyes was reflected in his eyes that widened suddenly. His hands penetrated into Boss Qing's clothes, and began to undress him very skillfully. , pushing him onto the bed while undressing, pushing and shoving all the way.

Boss Qing, who was in a state of extreme shock, forgot to resist, until the back of his head hit the bed hard and he came back to his senses, "What are you doing!"

"Fuck you." Wen Luo rode on his waist.

"Wait...wait a minute!" Boss Qing grabbed his hand that was wandering on his body.

"Are you a woman? Why are you such a mother-in-law? Let go!" Wen Luo scolded him dissatisfiedly, and untied his belt, then leaned over and pressed down, catching his lips and kissing deeply, Wen Luo's There was a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth, which made Boss Qing a little smug, and he was honest after struggling.

After all, the old sparrow delivered it to the door by himself, so a man would not refuse it.

Boss Qing let him kiss him, wrapped his thick arms around his waist, and completely handed over the initiative to Wen Luo. The old thief Wen who was blinded by lust completely lost his mind, and everything was driven by instinct.

Boss Qing put his hand under his head and watched Wen Luo kissing his chest in enjoyment. His face was fair and handsome, and his pair of phoenix eyes contained countless charms. Shun's face became incomparably alluring.

When Wen Luo's kiss came to his chest, Boss Qing couldn't help but groan, "Mmm."

Wen Luo's head gradually moved down, his hands still resting on Qing Boss's chest and kept stroking, his kisses fell on Qing Boss's tightly muscled lower abdomen, then gradually moved down, and finally came to the place where the blue veins swelled, Wen Luo hesitated to untie his trouser belt, and what suddenly popped out startled him.

Good guy!Wen Luo cried out in his heart. Although he was no stranger to it, it was the first time he looked at it so closely, and realized that it was a circle bigger than his little Wen!Wen Luo silently felt inferior, raised his eyes to see the boss, and finally opened his mouth to hold it, Wen Luo's hands folded on the lower abdomen of Qing boss, clenched into fists, the feeling of a foreign object pressing against his throat Make him retch a little.

"Hmm..." Wen Luo's throat let out an uncomfortable grunt.

"Damn it." Boss Qing growled and couldn't help pinching the back of his head.

"Hmm." Wen Luo barely maintained the hesitant movement, with tears welling from the corners of his eyes.

After hesitating like this for a while, Boss Qing couldn't help pulling him up, then got up slightly, leaning against the wall and half lying down, Wen Luo's eyes were a little moist, and there were some obscene water stains on the corners of his lips. Zhang, the avatar under his crotch swelled a little for a while, and raised his head to stare at Wen Luo.

Boss Qing stretched out his hand to hold his avatar and fiddled with it a few times quickly, then held each other's avatars together and rubbed them back and forth. Let the friction between each other become wet, and they make a lewd sound when they are pulled together.

"Get down." Boss Qing raised his hand to press down his body, stretched his long arms from between his arms, and caressed his backyard.

"Hmm." The rough hands that were drawn slowly ordered Wen Luo to go limp, and put his hands on Boss Qing's chest.

"Sit up." Boss Qing's voice was a little hoarse. He held Wen Luo's waist and lifted him up with all his strength.

Wen Luo raised his waist with support, held Boss Qing's avatar and sat down. Boss Qing looked over from the gap between his arms, watching his burning heat being gradually swallowed up by those thighs, feeling a kind of indescribable excitement.

When Wen Luo's acupuncture point was invaded by a foreign object, there was a momentary contraction. Boss Qing let out a muffled snort, slipped his big hands from his waist, held his buttocks, and squeezed them hard.

Wen Luo's clumsy and slow movements made Boss Qing suffer like a frog in warm water. After a while, he finally couldn't help but began to lift his waist. Boss Qing's rapid movement became intermittent. Boss Qing held his hips and moved up and down with his waist straight. Wen Luo swayed up and down because of his movements, and his black hair was scattered around his body, soaked in sweat.

"Slow...slower." Wen Luo was forced to lean back, with his arms between the split legs of Boss Qing.

"Okay." Boss Qing agreed as usual, but he sped up the speed instead. He sat up, wrapped Wen Luo in his arms with one hand, and put the other hand behind his back to support his body to continue moving.

Wen Luo wrapped his arms around his neck and bit his shoulder because he couldn't help moaning in shame.

The slight pain made Boss Qing's animality swell even more. He pulled it out of Wen Luo's body after pumping for a while, hugged him and lay down on his side, sticking himself to Wen Luo's back, raised one of his legs, and buried him from behind. He pinched Wen Luo's leg socket with his hand, and raised his leg higher so that he could penetrate deeper.

Wen Luo bit his hand, moaning brokenly and restrainedly, Boss Qing pulled his chin and kissed his lips, the passionate kiss made each other's stomachs swell, and the pleasure came wave after wave.

"I'm going to cum..." Wen Luo muttered.

"Wait." Boss Qing ordered, turned him over again, and pressed him down. He spread Wen Luo's legs wide so that his thighs were almost attached to his body. Wen Luo frowned in pain, half The closed eyes were slightly opened, and he said dissatisfiedly: "You...you take it easy, my leg is about to be broken... Ugh."

"If you break it, you have to bear it, who told you to light it." Boss Qing still lifted his body, and put his big hand on his thigh.

"Even if I let you be on top of me, don't be too arrogant..." Wen Luo's words were caught in gasps, without any deterrent effect.

Boss Qing leaned over to cover his mouth, put his hands on Wen Luo's legs, the movement of his waist suddenly accelerated, and the growl in his throat became louder and more urgent.

Wen Luo's avatar kept rubbing against Boss Qing's lower abdomen, and soon the pouch shrank, releasing heat.

Boss Qing felt a scorching heat in his lower abdomen, and the pumping movement became more rapid. He held Wen Luo's waist with a distorted expression, and reached the apex amidst his broken moans. Fucking it, the white liquid shot onto Wen Luo's lower abdomen.

Wen Luo was exhausted, and felt in a daze that the men cleaned up each other's bodies, then lay down beside him, and fell asleep with his arms around him. Before falling asleep, Wen Luo thought vaguely, what happened to him?The inexplicable estrus may be because of his son, or maybe it is because of the sudden anxiety and loneliness that made him just want to find someone to have sex with, to prove that he is not old, and that there are still people who want him.

Just why do you want to find the boss?And why are you willing to be below?

Wen Luo didn't continue to think about it, but subconsciously felt that this time the feeling was not bad.