The Elegant Life of the Maodao Family

Hatano, who can't be ignored even by the Chishima family, is so respectful to himself who should be in the same position as an employee.A gardener during the day and the young master's lover at night. Although this identity is very interesting due to the gap, it is not easy to switch emotions.

"Master is in the room."

"Well... sorry, I will go and have a look."

"Excuse me."

Hatano bowed his head deeply, said good night and stepped back.

He expected that Mao Dao's family should still be having trouble with this situation.Hatano's attitude seems to vaguely reflect this, and he has indeed not paid much attention to Maojima recently.Although being busy and exhausted from work is of course one of the reasons, but it really is because the mind is occupied by doing things no matter what.

He took a short shower in his room, dressed casually in a casual coat over pajamas, and knocked on the door of Ms. Kayashima's room.Recently, Mao Dao's bedroom also prepared several pieces of his laundry. The person who prepared it for him was the woman in charge of cleaning, but the person who instructed it seemed to be Koizumi.Koizumi is also a man who is very considerate even though he is still young, and he often can't help admiring him.

It was rare for Mao Dao to open the door for him to enter the room. He took a shower as usual, wearing only a bathrobe.Even when he saw him, his expression didn't change in particular, but there was a feeling that he was trying to show a cold attitude, and it seemed that he was very unhappy inside.

But after he hugged him tightly and pressed a kiss on his face, Mao Dao completely gave up that boring bravado, and obediently leaned his body against him and acted like a baby.

"Are you angry?"

When he deliberately teased, Mao Dao looked up at him angrily, but said nothing in the end.He poked his fingers into Maodao's soft silky hair.Mao Dao probably knew what he was doing outside, and he should be very concerned about it, but Mao Dao's personality would not ask questions frankly. Besides, Mao Dao was also strictly indoctrinated not to pry into other people's private affairs like this.

He squatted slightly, raised Mao Dao's knees, and hugged his body horizontally in one breath. No matter how light Mao Dao was, the reason why he could lift a man who was also a man was because he had been exercising his arms and arms on weekdays. Because of the waist muscles.Because it is one of his pleasures to hold Mao Dao-shi to the bed in this way, so he has never been lazy in exercising.

"What do you want to do tonight?"

Mao Daoshi was laid horizontally on the bed, the bathrobe was unbuttoned, and the front was completely exposed, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, causing his throat to slide up and down.

Mao Dao's naked body was so beautiful that he couldn't help admiring it. There were almost no traces of scars. Although it would be impeccable if there was a little more flesh, Mao Dao's physique seemed to be able to eat no matter what. Layers of muscle, but it feels like it will snap if you try too hard.

"Say it."

He urged maliciously, Mao Dao turned his face and replied in a low voice: "As before... like..."

"You won't be able to get out of bed again, is that okay?"

Mao Dao's face was further apart, and buried in the fluffy pillow.

"If you don't answer well, I won't do anything, okay?"

He said this insincere sentence to Chiushima-san, and put his finger on Chiushima-san's chin to bring his face back to the front.Mao Daoshi was gasping for breath, his chest heaved violently, and his nipples were stiff and pointed, even if he only teased him with words, he could still feel it.Ordering his open eyes to moisten, exuding a charm that makes people want to just bury him in his body.

When he pinched and rubbed the protrusion on Mao Dao's chest with his fingers, it became more congested and hardened.He accidentally thought of his miserable nipples, and couldn't help thinking about what would happen if Mao Dao Shi wore that kind of jewelry.

Kanya described it as "evidence of belonging," and it felt like it was.

He suddenly worried about Qianye again, would Qian be bullied by Xiangshan after that?Are you being treated cruelly at this moment and crying?Thoughts always go to bad places.

Mao Dao suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

He quickly pulled back his thoughts and returned to himself who was pressing above Mao Dao.

"I don't know what you're thinking."

"……sorry."

Mao Dao showed an angry expression and planned to push him away, but he was determined not to let Mao Dao do like this.After a period of tugging and stalemate, Mao Dao first gave up struggling and calmed down, grabbed his chest and pressed his wet cheek against his chest.

"sorry."

He apologized sincerely again, and kept stroking Mao Dao's back and the back of his head.

"give me."

Mashima-san begged softly as if sighing.

"I want to be like before, messed up. It doesn't matter if I can't get out of bed."

"Do you like that inorganic cold prop better than me?"

"Don't ask that kind of question."

He felt that Mao Dao, whose face was flushed with shame, was very lovable.

"I also like to stimulate you with that kind of thing. You let me do it because I want to do it, right? But, if you actually hate it..."

"Just say don't ask that kind of question again!"

Mao Dao seemed so ashamed that he couldn't bear it, and blocked his lips with a kiss.

"I don't hate it... I like you, and I want to do what you want to do. Isn't that all right?"

"Well, that's fine."

It's hard not to be firmly tied to being asked so passionately and desperately.From the first night when he was caught off guard by Mao Dao's unilateral confession, he was disturbed by the increasing proportion of him liking Mao Dao.From the moment he fell in love with Mao Daoshi, he has always been the loser.Although Mao Dao should never have thought about it that way, his final position is that he is completely at a disadvantage.

He spent the whole night giving Mao Dao everything he wanted, and he himself reached the peak of intoxication several times.

When he hugged his slender body and was about to fall asleep like this, he felt Mao Dao whispering hesitantly in his ear: "If there is anything I can help, I hope you can talk to me. Although I don't think I can be of much help, but I want to help as much as possible."

"Hmm." He thought in a daze.Although he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, Mao Dao's voice came to his ears clearly, and he knew it was not a dream.

It seems that Maojima heard a report on what he is doing recently from the clear-headed and shrewd secretary.Probably already know what to do, right?

Really lost to him.He almost wanted to smile bitterly.

Then I feel that Mao Dao, who does not doubt his innocence, is extremely cute.

When he took the initiative to say to Gan Ye: "If it's better not to meet, I won't contact you again", no matter how much he cared, he didn't dare to contact him.

But he doesn't need to worry about such things.

Because it was actually Xiangshan who called through Jack.

"He said he wanted to meet you, but I don't think it would be better."

Although Jack gave such advice, he used the tone of predicting that he would go to see the other party nine out of ten.

He didn't go against Jack's expectations.

When he waited in the station hall closest to the apartment according to Xiangshan's appointment, a light blue Mercedes stopped beside him meticulously on time.

"Get in the car."

Xiang Shan, who was still wearing sunglasses, pressed his left car window and poked his head out, pointing to the passenger seat on the right.

As soon as he got in, the car started immediately.

In the car with luxurious leather seats, the air conditioner is so strong that it makes people feel cold.Since the CD is playing in the background, there is no need to worry about the silence being painful.His taste in music was not bad, as was his furnishings and clothes.The feeling of liking luxury style is not reflected in the music hobby itself, but in the seemingly expensive players and car stereos.

"so what?"

Xiangshan suddenly asked.

When he frowned and straightened his face, the other party sneered with a "hum".

"I heard that you are the man from before Qianye? Are you trying to take him back?"

"No."

The answer to both questions was the same, but he didn't know if he could make Xiangshan understand correctly.

"Didn't you send Ganya to the apartment before?"

"Because I've heard a lot of rumors about you."

he said angrily.

"I'm worried about doing it."

Xiangshan obviously didn't think it was funny, but still smiled on purpose.

"Yeah, I'm really sorry to make you worry."

The car went downhill slowly and drove through the gentle slope leading to the underground parking lot of the apartment.As soon as I entered the building, my eyes darkened at once. There was strong sunlight outside, so I felt that the room was very dark.

"Is Gan in the room too?"

Just in case, after confirming this point, Xiangshan grinned with an obscene chuckle in affirmation.

"I want him to ask for leave from the company. He will be asked to submit his resignation in the near future, so the company doesn't matter anymore."

"Do you agree to do this?"

"of course."

He couldn't believe it, and stared at Xiangshan suspiciously.

Xiangshan shrugged his shoulders pretendingly.

"If you have any doubts, you can ask Kanya directly... Or should I let you listen to the tape of that guy crying and promising to resign?"

"What did you do to me?"

He pressed Xiangshan with a low and forceful voice, Xiangshan only smiled arrogantly, and took off his sunglasses to show his true colors.

"did nothing."

Xiangshan perfunctory as if nothing had happened.

"Because I'm a good man, of course I pampered him a little bit on the bed, but I have no obligation—you report that kind of thing, right? Handsome big brother?"

He clicked his tongue angrily, roughly pushed open the passenger seat door, and stepped onto the cold concrete floor of the basement.Xiang Shan also got out of the car and closed the car door gracefully.

"Let's go, I can't wait to do it."

Incense