shallow affection

The next night, Fang Mingzhan arrived as scheduled.

The doorbell of the old house was broken. He bent his fingers and knocked twice, but no one answered, and there was no sound of walking.After a while, when he raised his hand to knock again, the door opened with a "click".

Fang Mingzhan looked forward and knew why he couldn't hear the footsteps.In his field of vision, there was a pair of bare and slender legs, very thin, but not shriveled and rigid, but with an intriguing curvature.Above the knees is a large area of ​​warm and lustrous skin, and the dark blue skirt can barely cover the buttocks. At this moment, the hem of the skirt is trembling in the breeze, revealing a ray of spring.Further up, there is a JK-style short shirt, which is light and transparent, with the flesh inside looming, while a thin waist is openly exposed.

This is a juicy bad girl. She doesn't dye her hair or pierce her ears. She looks obedient, but she is full of bad ideas, cunning and willful, and she urgently needs to be trained|taught.

Fang Mingzhan closed the door behind his back, quickly changed his slippers, and lightly scolded: "What's the matter, the skirt is so short."

"Is it short?" Jian Qingli pretended to bend down to look at it. The back was all gone, and a long and narrow black lace stretched between the two white-faced buttocks|flesh.He blinked his clear peach eyes, and a smile flickered on the corner of his mouth, "Where is it short, brother, if you don't believe me, feel it."

Fang Mingzhan was kind, rubbed his butt a few times, slapped him again, and said sharply, "Why isn't it short? It's too indiscreet."

Jian Qingli seemed to be terrified, with her mouth half-opened, she asked helplessly: "Then what should I do?"

Fang Mingzhan pinched his chin: "What do you think?"

There was longing in Jian Qingli's eyes, and her voice was delicate and soft: "I will listen to my brother."

If you do something wrong, you will be punished. This is an eternal iron law.Fang Mingzhan dragged the bad girl into the bedroom and closed the door with a bang.The bedroom is not spacious, but it is quiet and private, suitable for some long, in-depth, sometimes gentle and sometimes cruel punishments.

Jian Qingli was already erect, and excitedly clamped her legs tightly, rubbing her knees back and forth. "How will brother punish me?" He asked briskly, boldly reached between Fang Mingzhan's legs, and comforted the little hillock through his trousers.

Fang Mingzhan pinched his nipples, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said, "I'll punish you to lick it out."

"Ah—" Jian Qingli hummed sadly twice.Fang Mingzhan lasts a long time every time, if you just use your mouth to help him get it out, you will definitely suffer a lot.But complaints are nothing but complaints, he knelt down in front of Fang Mingzhan docilely, untied his trousers chain, and took the thick and long thing into his mouth bit by bit.

Fang Mingzhan took a deep breath, and the muscles in his lower abdomen were well defined.He played with Jian Qingli's hair, and his eyes lingered on the other's sunken waist and white buttocks that pushed up the skirt.Jian Qingli's mouth is very hot and his tongue is very flexible, but his work attitude is not serious enough and he needs to be supervised.Fang Mingzhan looked around and found a silk fan on the low cabinet next to him.The fan is made of fine bamboo, and the logo of a certain exhibition center is embroidered on the lavender fan. It looks like a gift for participating in the event.Fang Mingzhan smiled, turned the fan upside down and held it in his hand, and slapped Jian Qingli casually.

Jian Qingli was licking hard, her whole body froze, and she looked up at him pitifully.Fang Mingzhan straightened his hips, motioning for him to continue, Jian Qingli hesitated for a moment, and got another blow on his ass.In just a few minutes, criss-crossing red marks covered his bare skin.Jian Qingli knelt tremblingly, twisting her buttocks left and right, she didn't know whether she was dodging or pandering, the top of her penis oozes clear fluid, gradually soaking the dark blue skirt.

As he wriggled, the long strip of lace in the center of the thong was twisted into a string, embedded deep in the middle of the crotch.Jian Qingli had cleaned and expanded her acupoint earlier, and her acupoints were wet and sensitive. Now, when she was rubbed by the rough lace fabric, it became extremely itchy, and she was about to shed tears.

He sneaked his hands behind his back, trying to pull out some of the fabric, but Fang Mingzhan knocked him warningly with the handle of his fan.Fang Mingzhan had reached a critical moment, and his breathing became more and more heavy. He rubbed Jian Qingli's earlobe, and said in a hoarse voice, "Good boy."

Jian Qingli opened his mouth wide with tears in his eyes, allowing Fang Mingzhan to enter and exit quickly. A moment later, a stream of warm semen poured over his face, dripped down his chin, and dripped wet the thin shirt.

Fang Mingzhan pulled a few pieces of tissue paper from the bedside table to wipe his face. Jian Qingli twisted his butt uncomfortably. The thin belt in the middle of the buttocks was tightened even further, and the itching was unbearable. He grabbed Fang Mingzhan's sleeve and asked: "Is brother still satisfied?"

Fang Mingzhan kissed his bright red lips, sucked lightly for a while, and said, "Not bad."

"Then do I have any rewards?" Jian Qingli looked forward to it.

Fang Mingzhan smiled: "Today is to punish you, not to reward you."

Jian Qingli was pulled up from the ground by him, and she took two sloppy steps. Every time she moved, the emptiness and numbness in the back acupuncture point deepened.

There is a floor lamp in the corner of the bedroom, about the height of Jian Qingli. It is shaped like a climbing vine, and an oval alloy plate is welded in the middle, which is the "leaf" of the vine and can be used as a storage platform at ordinary times.

Now Jian Qingli bent down on this leaf, like a sacrificial lamb waiting to be slaughtered, waiting anxiously.Fang Mingzhan's fingers lingered around his tailbone, he pushed aside the uniform skirt that was trying to hide, hooked the wet lace strap, and lifted it hard.

"Oh!" Jian Qingli screamed, and tightly grasped the thin metal rod of the floor lamp.

Fang Mingzhan seemed to have enjoyed it, he kept tugging at Jian Qingli's thong, pulled it hard, and then let it go gently. After many times, Jian Qingli's acupuncture point was rubbed as bright red as the marks on his buttocks, and the lace strap , also on the verge of breaking.

Jian Qingli was sore all over, groaning, and his thighs were trembling. The semen and traces on his body came from Fang Mingzhan. Looking at Fang Mingzhan with crying eyes, he called his name for a while, brother for a while, and was already in a daze. .

Fang Mingzhan was short of breath, his blood was rushing, and his eyes were reddened by the unprecedented sense of satisfaction. He looked like a terrifying beast in a state of predation. He held his penis, aimed at the twitching little hole, patted Jian Qingli's buttocks, and said, "Dumb gone?"

"Uh...um..." Jian Qingli's brain dominated by desire vaguely came up with a line, "Brother...um...fuck me hard."

As he wished, Fang Mingzhan poked it in forcefully, the lace strap was broken, and stirred in Jian Qingli's body with his thrusting.

Pleasure was transmitted to the limbs like an electric current, the emptiness and itching disappeared, and Jian Qingli felt that she was filled, very fulfilled and very happy.

A hearty sex | love can make people completely relaxed.The next day, Jian Qingli didn't wake up until the sun was high, and Fang Mingzhan stayed in bed, yawning lazily in the warm morning sun.As soon as he turned over, Jian Qingli followed him closely, spraying warm breath behind his ears.

"Aren't you going to work?" Jian Qingli asked in a daze.

"Saturday."

"Oh." Jian Qingli muttered, her Adam's apple rolling.

Fang Mingzhan sat up to put on his clothes, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the torn and crumpled sexy uniform on the ground, and the corner of his mouth raised a happy arc.This dress is very beautiful and suitable for Jian Qingli, but the quality is not good, so I should buy a few more sets and keep it at home.

Just as he was daydreaming, the phone vibrated, and the dazzling "Mom" flashed in the center of the screen.Fang Mingzhan put on his pants, and went to the living room with his mobile phone in his hand.

A deep voice came through the half-closed door of the bedroom, and Jian Qingli's eyelids that were sticking together like rice cakes finally opened a slit.Supporting the mattress with both hands, he slowly sat up on his knees, the quilt slipped from his chest, revealing many ambiguous scars.A beam of sunlight poured in from the middle of the curtains, and Jian Qingli reached out to catch it, and the invisible dust danced in his palm.

He heard Fang Mingzhan talking about his date with Ge Yiyi, saying that their personalities were not suitable and they couldn't delay each other.The person on the other end of the phone seemed very dissatisfied with his excuse, and insisted on facilitating this happy relationship.They dragged each other for a long time, and the words became more and more fierce. In the end, they didn't know what kind of compromise was reached. Fang Mingzhan replied, "I know it in my heart", and then ended the conversation.

Jian Qingli lowered his arms and sighed softly.Just can't grasp it, it's like there are some things that he can never do anything about.

Fang Mingzhan returned to the bedroom and saw Jian Qingli sitting on the bed naked, staring at the wall in a daze, so he patted his face: "Stupid?"

"Hmm." Jian Qingli's nasal voice was heavy, he put his face against Fang Mingzhan's palm and rubbed lightly, his tongue nimbly licked the tiger's mouth.

Fang Mingzhan was afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself, so he withdrew his hand and said, "I'm in heat again early in the morning, isn't my body hurting?"

Jian Qingli was intimidated, and really felt the joints and meridians all over his body were extremely sore, and he was limp and unable to exert any force. He gave up the seduction, put on a serious look, and said, "Fang Mingzhan, can I ask a question."

"Get dressed first."

Jian Qingli met his dim eyes, and immediately obeyed.He fastened the buttons of his home clothes tightly. During the regular and boring repetition, his mood gradually calmed down, and he regretted that he had started this topic.

"What do you want to ask?" Fang Mingzhan looked at him tenderly.

"It's nothing... just, back then..." Jian Qingli fiddled with the last button and asked casually, "Your mother didn't treat you well, did she?"

Fang Mingzhan didn't expect this question, he was taken aback for a moment before answering: "No."

"Oh, then, that's good." Jian Qingli got out of bed, bent over to pick up the tattered uniforms, stuffed them into the trash can, and said, "She called you just now? She seems to like Ge very much." Miss."

Fang Mingzhan was noncommittal.Yang Tong really likes Ge Yiyi very much and already regards her as his future daughter-in-law.Although Ge Yiyi didn't put the blame on Fang Mingzhan when she replied, she insisted that the failure of the blind date was Fang Mingzhan's fault and ordered him to make amends.

Ever since Fang Mingzhan returned to Cangshi, Yang Tong's sleep has been poor, and Zhang Luo's enthusiasm for a blind date has never been stronger.Women all have a mysterious sixth sense. She sensed danger from Fang Mingzhan's slackness, resistance, and indifference, and felt contempt for her own authority.

It is of course best to find a girl from a good family and a clean family background for her son, but if Fang Mingzhan likes it, she will also accept other ordinary girls.Taking a step back, even if Fang Mingzhan decided to spend the rest of his life with a man—Yang Tong would occasionally think wildly and scare himself, but even in this situation, she thought, after the initial shock and pain, she would learn to Tolerate, tolerate.After all, that was her son, and she wanted him to be happy.

Anyone can, there are millions of people in this world, as long as it's not that dirty, mean little bastard.

Jian Qingli turned on the faucet and poured a handful of cold water on her face.He hadn't recalled that nightmarish afternoon for a long time.Fang Mingzhan's mother was always very tall in his impression. Although she was a slender woman, not even as tall as him, every time he thought about it, Jian Qingli felt like a speck of dust on the ground, resisting a mountain peak anger.

Before that, Jian Qingli actually met Yang Tong, from the old man's phone album.When he was young, Yang Tong looked dignified, his facial features were calm, and his temperament was capable and elegant. Jian Qingli felt ashamed after seeing it, and felt annoyed that the old man had neglected such a wife.

If the old man hadn't passed away, if the old man hadn't just passed away at Ye Xiang's house, Jian Qingli's impression of her might still be the same as before.

But the conflict that occurred that afternoon changed everyone's future.

Up to now, four years have passed.Jian Qingli didn't know if Yang Tong had let go of her offence, even if she had a heart of Buddha, compared with Ge Yiyi, he had no chance of winning.

What about Fang Mingzhan?Abandoned him once four years ago, will he come again four years later?

Dong dong dong, someone knocked on the bathroom door.

Fang Mingzhan said: "Breakfast is here, hurry up."

Jian Qingli responded, and threw the used cleansing towel into the trash can.He walked into the living room, and the takeaway that had just been delivered was placed on the dining table, all of which were light porridge and light meals.

Fang Mingzhan helped him open the high-back chair, but Jian Qingli thought the chair was too hard and refused to sit on it, so he wanted to sit on Fang Mingzhan's lap.

Fang Mingzhan was helpless: "Are your hands sore and need me to feed you?"

Jian Qingli smiled openly, "Yes."

He thought it over, if Fang Mingzhan showed the slightest disgust or annoyance, he would say that he was joking and blame Fang Mingzhan for having no sense of humor.Anyway, he has countermeasures for any outcome.

The sun shone on Jian Qingli, and on the invisible elf wings behind him, Fang Mingzhan smiled, sat down on the chair, waved to him, and said, "Come on then."

After brunch, Fang Mingzhan proposed to go outside for a walk, Jian Qingli looked at the bright sun and became lazy, saying that he would go out later.He turned on the TV, chose a movie to play, and then pulled Fang Mingzhan to sit on the sofa, watching and chatting some irrelevant gossip.

After working as a fashion photographer for two years, Jian Qingli began to think about setting up a studio.Now he has to do everything by himself, he doesn't talk about it when he is tired, and sometimes he has to go to Jiang Xun for help when he is too busy, which looks really shabby.Friends around him also advised him that opening a studio would make it easier to receive cooperation invitations for large-scale events.Jian Qingli was moved after hearing this, but after calculating the initial investment, she was immediately discouraged.Opening a studio not only requires the rent of the lot, but also recruits the front desk, assistants, administration and finance, and his savings are far from enough.

"What do you think?" He asked Fang Mingzhan for advice.

"Money is not a problem, just find someone to partner with."

"Who are you looking for?" Jian Qingli looked around, "I'm looking for you."

Still looking down on people, Fang Mingzhan asked: "What's wrong with me, do you want to invest money for you?"

"You don't know anything about photography. It's okay to be a model." Jian Qingli tugged at his ears, touched his eyes, looked at him carefully, and kissed Fang Mingzhan resoundingly when he was on the verge of losing his temper.

While laughing and laughing, the movie was over, Jian Qingli took out his phone to check the time, and found that Xia Ziying had sent him a few WeChat messages.He thought of the borrowed Fuji, and planned to pick a day to send it back to Xia Ziying.After reading the news, he realized that he didn't have to go there himself.

Because Xia Ziying ran away from home and said that she would come to join him.