How to raise the president

Fang Youyi looked unbearable, staring at An Ziyu's deer-like ignorant eyes, as if something was collapsing in his mind.

In the end, he simply lowered his head and sealed An Ziyu's mouth. He didn't say anything to An Ziyu, and didn't allow him to do anything.

An Ziyu suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at the face that was magnified many times in front of him, the wet and hot tongue in his mouth hooked his tongue, and he sucked it fiercely.

From time to time, she is as gentle as water, and from time to time, she is as desperate as if she has never kissed anyone in her previous life.

An Ziyu really accepted his fate from the bottom of his heart.

President Fang is still you, President Fang. You don't talk too much, and you're done.

An Ziyu was so dazed by Fang Youyi's kiss, he was panting heavily, his face was as red as a boiled shrimp, and his whole body was limp on the bed.

Fang Youyi leaned close to his ear, bit his ear gently, and said harshly, "Little thing, if you should sleep, sleep well, otherwise you won't be able to sleep."

"Understood..." An Ziyu covered his quilt, pursed his numb lips and said.

Fang Youyi took advantage of the situation and sucked his earlobe, looked up at An Ziyu's foggy eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "You go to sleep first, I will read the documents, Si Guang has sent a lot of documents over the past few days, but he didn't read much .”

Only then An Ziyu nodded, and obediently curled up under the quilt, raising his eyes to glance at Fang Youyi from time to time.

When Fang Youyi looked at the files on his phone, his brows were knit together as usual.

Looking at it, An Ziyu unconsciously fell into a nympho. Looking at Fang Youyi's eyes, he murmured a few words in his heart: My wife looks so serious and handsome when she reads the documents, and her lips are thin. , It becomes thinner when you sip it, I really want to kiss it.

But in the next second, An Ziyu suppressed this thought.

My adoptive father said: One cannot be greedy.Just kissed, enough is enough.

Besides, his waist is aching and sore now, and he feels like he's about to shift, and his back hurts like hell, if he provokes Fang Youyi again, he won't want his waist... Ah bah!This is a question of whether to have a waist or not!It's simply a question of whether to die or not.

An Ziyu wailed in his heart.

……

The room was so quiet, and the people next to him felt very reliable. The quilt was warm and comfortable. An Ziyu felt his eyes were tired and his body was tired, so he fell asleep quickly.

The sweet snoring sound reached his ears, Fang Youyi gently put down his phone, and turned his head to look at the person lying next to him.

He couldn't help submissive II, kissed An Ziyu's forehead lightly, and stroked the face that II had been thinking about for 16 years with his fingers. The unevenness of the facial features, the lines of the contour... Deep in my mind.

Looking at the childish face, he couldn't help feeling that time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, the child in his memory grew taller, went to college, and was about to graduate in a year.

What made him even more excited was that the child was his now, his only one.

Fang Youyi's throat choked up, and there were too many things that could not be expressed in words.

The 16 years have been extremely long, and the waiting process was extremely painful. I endured the torment of longing every day, and the hail of bullets was not so sad.

Fang Youyi's mind was filled with the old days. It was really difficult. Fortunately, he survived and he was still there. There was no big change. He was still the pure and beautiful child in his memory. all good.

In 16 years, things have changed and people have changed, probably only the concern in my heart has not changed.