Little actor and big president

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The little actor regretted it, he regretted returning the XX brand aphrodisiac medicine.

He feels that he urgently needs to take two pills now, blah blah~ The baby is going to be exhausted.

He hangs feebly on the chief executive, and complacently enjoys his service.

As long as he cooperates with raising his hands, stretching his legs and opening his mouth to eat, he is simply an oversized baby.

The big president hugged him face to face and sat on his lap to feed him. This scene was so sweet and pampered.

The little film king admired the big president's beautiful eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose up close, and smelled the same scent of body soap on his body as his own, feeling dreamy.

He watched as the CEO scooped up a spoonful of soup, put it to his mouth, blew on it, and then handed it to his lips.

Tears rolled down his mouth as he swallowed the warm and delicious soup.

Happiness came too fast and too violently, causing panic in his heart.

Is this happiness really mine?

Is this person really mine?

If it is false, if it is an illusion, if it will be lost, what will happen to me?

Thinking of this, the little actor felt an unspeakable pain in his heart.

What he was sure of was that it would be beyond his reach.

Tears fell more fiercely, sobbing accompanied by sobbing.

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The big president was taken aback, thinking that he had bullied him hard just now.

He quickly threw away the soup bowl and hugged him into his arms.

"Is it uncomfortable? I was impulsive just now, and I won't do it in the future."

The little actor buried his head in his chest and shook his head desperately.

He raised his head, with tears in his eyes, and I felt sorry for him.

Choked with sobs, she said, "My husband...you...would you...would you not want me?"

The big president couldn't laugh or cry, which song is this singing?

The internet says that the best way to stop a crying man is to force a kiss.

So the boss did it.

Sure enough, the little actor was so kissed that his brain short-circuited and he forgot to cry.

The CEO gently kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and kissed the red mole of tears.

The little actor's face was crimson, his lips were bright, and his eyebrows and eyes were drooping.

He put his hand into the chief executive's clothes, pressed against his skin, feeling his warmth, as if this could make him feel real.

The big president took the little actor's hand to his chest and pressed it.

The heartbeat of "dong dong dong" trembled the little actor's palm.

The CEO licked his earlobe lightly, and whispered in his ear, "Do you know what he's talking about?"

The little actor shook his head, looking at the place where his hand was pressed in confusion.

The CEO chuckled, took his hand and put it on his lips to kiss.

"He's asking you, are you okay living in there?"

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