The Elegant Life of the Maodao Family

Li was startled suddenly, and quickly moved his body away from the opponent like a magnet repelling the same sex.

"Mr. Wheeler! Your package."

It's the postman at the post office.

When Leslie got up and walked over, Maujima himself left the balcony and returned to the room as if fleeing, went into the room on the second floor and locked the door, put his hand on his beating heart, and sat down on the chair like this .

What exactly do you want to do?As soon as I thought about it, I finally regained my senses and felt a burst of panic.

He'd had this idea before, and it was nerve-wracking to want to sleep with someone else.At that time, I happened to meet an acquaintance, and stopped this rash move at a critical moment, and was accused by the other party: "Please stop thinking about such meaningless things." But Mao Dao completely left that matter behind , doing the same folly again.Mao Dao felt ashamed of his childish behavior.

It would have been nice to be interrupted before making an irreparable mistake with Leslie, and at the thought, tears welled up in Maujima's eyes and slid down her cheeks.

"Cheng people."

Not long after that, Leslie knocked softly on the door.

Mao Dao just sat on the chair without moving.

Finding that even if he turned the doorknob, he couldn't open the door because it was locked, Leslie apologized to Maojima in the corridor: "I'm sorry."

"There's something wrong with me. I was wrong just now. Because Chengren is so cute, I can't help but joke and talk to tease you, but it's all a joke... He and Shenwu won't do anything, they will have a good time Back from trout fishing."

Even though Maujima didn't respond, Leslie just finished what he was supposed to say and walked down the stairs.

After the footsteps left, Mao Dao shuffled towards the door.Unlocking the lock and trying to sneak the door open a crack, of course, the corridor was empty.

Mao Dao sighed heavily, and just closed the door without locking it again.

Since the downstairs was full of excitement, Mao Dao also knew that the two people who went fishing seemed to have returned.

The noise from downstairs came to his ears, and Mao Dao felt a strong sense of alienation.Although it would be fine as long as he blended in with them, he couldn't help feeling hesitant, but it wasn't because he couldn't erase the matter between him and Leslie just now.

Mao Dao has never thought that he is lonely or lonely. Thinking about it carefully, it may be because he has been in a familiar environment and grew up with the love of the people around him.

Being left out as an ordinary person alone like this, Mao Dao definitely developed some emotions that he couldn't normally feel.In this sense, Mao Dao felt that traveling abroad was the right decision.In Japan, the more you are in the high society, the more you are among the famous people, the more widely the name of Maojima is known. Under their direct or indirect protection, the world will become narrower no matter what.

Just when he heard the sound of someone running upstairs, he knocked on the door and opened the door at the same time.

"Come downstairs."

He waved to Mao Dao as if inviting.

The rosy cheeks were bright and dazzling, and Mao Dao felt dizzy for a while.At such a moment, you will feel strongly "I like him", and he is always full of energy and energy, which deeply attracts Chiujima.

Mao Dao also grabbed his outstretched hand obediently.

He hugged Mao Dao's head into his thick chest with one hand.

There was the smell of sweat and the sun, Mao Dao inhaled it into the nasal cavity and tasted it carefully, and the inside of the body was immediately paralyzed by desire.

He also buried his nose into Chishima's soft hair, enjoying the smell of Chishima.

Mao Dao moaned impatiently, and clung tightly to his chest.

"Are you having a nightmare?"

He asked while stroking Mao Dao-shi's shoulder tenderly, Mao Dao-shi shook his head and asked for a kiss with a hoarse voice.He slightly raised his eyebrows, but still lifted Mao Dao's chin with his fingers, pressed his hot lips to Mao Dao's, and sucked his lips with a "chirp" sound.

"Ah, uh..."

"I caught several trout."

He pressed his upper lip again at a different angle, this time sticking his tongue deeper.

"Hmm, um."

Mao Dao moaned intoxicatedly, and hugged his neck tightly, suppressing the pleasure of being churned in his mouth.

After the lips finally parted, he wiped the wet corners of Mao Dao's mouth with his fingers, and the foreheads of the two were pressed tightly together.

"Although I haven't fished for a long time, I still caught a good fish. I'm very excited. I really want you to see it too. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't let you play willful. Even if it was dragging, I would drag you out of the house. You Lonely too? I was scolded by Leslie just now. He said, "Don't leave such a lovely lover behind and go out with other men."

Mao Dao couldn't answer, only showing a complicated expression.

"Sorry for leaving you here alone."

He kissed lightly again.

Mao Dao's lacrimal glands felt hot, and he didn't know what to do.Sensitively aware of the atmosphere that was about to cry, he smiled softly, and gently pinched Mao Dao's nose.

"Please, say something quickly."

"...I thought you didn't like me anymore."

"why?"

"That's what it feels like."

Although he is not satisfied with Mao Dao's answer, he has a bottom line in his heart.

"Because I haven't hugged you recently, that's why you think so, right?... There's really nothing you can do about it, but it's my fault if I didn't make it clear."

"But..." he went on.

"I'll tell you about that tonight, let's go downstairs first. Shenwu and I haven't eaten lunch or afternoon tea, so we're already starving. Leslie also said that because there are only four of us today, So have an early dinner and play blackjack or something, trout and lamb chops for the main course, and he's already helping us prepare a delicious dinner."

He let go of Mao Dao's hand.

"Let's go and help clear the table. That way we can eat earlier, play cards earlier...and spend more time alone with you."

This time Mao Dao didn't object either.

For Mashima, dinner for four people around an antique dining table said to be Leslie's favorite is more intimate and fun than any other restaurant or bar where other people are always around.

Even in front of Leslie and Shingo, he pampered Maodao clan openly."It's hot, be careful," he said, when eating pan-fried trout coated in cornmeal, while large plates of Caesar salad were served in small plates. For Mao Daoshi, the last dish of Savarin served as dessert, he even said that the whipped cream stained the corner of his mouth, so he kissed Mao Daoshi's lips lightly.

"Stop showing off like this!"

Shen Wu couldn't stand it and complained, but after being kissed by Leslie, he didn't seem to be very angry.

Leslie, who brought the after-dinner espresso and brandy on the trolley, said, "It's time to play cards somewhere else." So everyone sat down at the card game table in the living room.

Time passed faster than expected.

Leslie and Shingo also chatted casually, and they were as affectionate as Maojima and the others.Leslie, who had wooed her passionately in the afternoon, had disappeared without a trace, only looking at her lover seriously, and Mashima was relieved.At that time, it wasn't just Mao Dao, but Leslie was also weird.Maybe he was just like himself, restless and irritable.

When the hour hand pointed to ten o'clock, he was the first to say, "Let's stop here."Although he was ridiculed by Shen Wu, he took Mao Daoshi away from the table as a matter of course.

"Don't make him cry too loudly."

"You're very wordy."

He interrupted Shen Wu coldly.

"Sleep with earplugs or something tonight!"

"Idiots, we will definitely scream again and again!"

Mashima-san stared at Shingo who was uttering obscenities, but he grinned as he walked up the stairs and said, "That guy has always been that virtuous."

"Why... haven't you been with him all the time...?"

Mao Dao finally asked the question that he had been doubting for a long time, because he felt that there would be no strange barriers between Shen Wu and him, and they were once an ideal partner who fell in love with each other.

"Well... why? He is indeed a relaxed and comfortable person to get along with, but it's probably because the relationship with him has not developed into love."

While putting hot water in the bathtub in the bathroom, he reached into Mao Dao's clothes and slowly unbuttoned them one by one.And when he let the shirt slide off his shoulders, exposing his bare chest, he used his fingers to pick up and play with the small, slightly reddish particles.

"Ah! Ah."

Maujima reacted sensitively and gasped.

"My feelings for Shen Wu are only limited to the old friends I miss. I used to play very fiercely, but after I became in this relationship with you, I never slept with other men again."

Then he took the trousers off Chiujima's legs.Chiujima turned into a provocative look wearing only a pair of underwear, and felt a stronger sense of shame than when she was naked.

His hands grabbed the half-erect penis through his panties and began to fondle it back and forth.While rubbing the pads of two fingers, they kept flicking back and forth, while the other idle hand sometimes held up the pouch hanging between the legs and put it down, and slid the pouch and the narrow back with the fingertips. short distance between mouths.

"Ah, no... you have to... stop, ah."

"It's your fault."

He bad-heartedly refused.

"Because I thought I had to let your body rest for a while, so I have been patient, but you lost your temper at me with an unhappy look. This is the so-called good intentions not rewarded."

Mao Dao's breathing became more and more disordered due to the strong stimulation, although