Quietly giving birth to a cub to amaze his father

Cong Ru didn't know why things turned out like this.

One day he would stand here with He Songyu to pick out furniture. In order to change the bed, He Songyu brought him when he said he would.

"There's no need to be in such a hurry..." Cong Ru approached He Songyu, avoiding the eyes of the salesperson, and said softly to him with a smile on his face, "Are you busy? Li Hui and the others aren't looking for you?"

He Songyu wrote lightly: "Let the boss do everything, so what do you want the employees to do?"

Cong Ru is also the boss, but he is a small boss, and there are many female employees in the studio. As the boss and popular male teacher, in order to take care of the female colleagues, he still does some of the physical work.

Cong Ru was not interested in shopping for furniture. He listened to He Songyu talking with others about what style, material, color, and size he wanted. Once again, his impression was refreshed by this man, and he made a detailed request with the other party. It's really rough.

In comparison, He Songyu is worthy of being the proud son of heaven, and he lives much more delicately than him.

After He Songyu talked to the salesman about his needs, the other party called the manager. Some things were really beyond the reach of a salesman. Who knew that this noble customer had professional requirements for buying a bed.

Taking advantage of this period, Cong Ru told He Songyu that he was going to visit other places, and He Songyu said, "I'll be with you."

Cong Ru didn't care, and said He Songyu, "Buying a bed is as small as it is, as long as the size is enough. Why are you so particular about it, insisting that someone transport it with special materials from abroad?"

He Songyu looked down at Cong Ru meaningfully, and a faint interest appeared on his indifferent face. Cong Ru realized that something was wrong, and He Songyu had already said: "I don't need those special materials to fix the bed frame. If you fuck-you, the bed will fall apart in no time, do you want us to make-love- halfway, the bed wobbles and falls off of it."

This is in a shopping mall, and there are other people around. In order not to let him continue talking, Cong Ru stepped on He Songyu's instep, blocked his mouth by the way, looked at each other, and Cong Ru stared angrily. He then said with an exasperated and sinister smile, "I know you have a mouth, so you can say it! Go ahead!"

Although Cong Ru is a prostitute, as long as she gets out of bed, she will pick up all the etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame, and she will lose face.

His smile was fake, but it was beautiful enough and shining brightly. People passing by were all attracted by the smile on his face. He Songyu licked his palm suddenly.

Cong Ru distanced himself from him as if he had been electrocuted, jumped off his feet, spread his palms, blushed, eyes were wet, and his spirit was shining, and said with disgust: "Aren't you disgusting, you're so dirty."

The smile on his face disappeared, He Songyu wandered around, and the people who met his gaze were also afraid of his gaze and momentum and quietly moved away.

He Songyu: "It's fine if you don't wipe it off."

He grabbed Cong Ru's hand, wiped it casually on his clothes twice, and Cong Ru sniffed it, "Well... and the smell of your saliva."

He raised his eyes, and met the sparks in He Songyu's eyes. In the thick black eyes, He Songyu's gaze had completely taken him away.

Cong Ru instantly understood the look in his eyes. He was grabbed by He Songyu and dragged to a hidden shelf. Can I smell your hand to make you react so much?"

He stared at the obvious place where He Songyu was startled. He Songyu pressed him, breathing like fire, and his voice was so low that it pierced through his eardrums, "What you smell is my saliva, if you replace it, you smell my saliva." Tongue, Cong Ru, you seduced me."

"I seduced your mother..." Cong Ru's chin was pinched, and while there was no one, He Songyu pinched his neck and kissed him. He Songyu called his name and coaxed him, "Long Cong, be good, shut your mouth open."

Cong Ru was blushed by the strong masculine breath, but he was even more excited by He Songyu, "Hey, stick out your tongue." He Songyu's voice was full of commanding coaxing, It seems that Cong Ru complied, and he will get an excellent reward from him.

Cong Ru didn't admit that he was confused by He Songyu's deep and charming voice. He felt that under such circumstances, any man who was provoked would not sit still, so he opened his mouth obediently.

He opened his eyes and showed He Songyu the provocation in his eyes. He is better at kissing skills than He Songyu.

In fact, it is true. He Songyu pushed Cong Ru against the wall because of his excitement, as if he wanted to dismantle him. He knew that Cong Ru was rich in experience, and he only had a lot of tricks. He used to be He didn't use it on He Songyu.

After all, He Songyu is not a woman, and now she deliberately provokes He Songyu, wishing to use all kinds of tricks on him to prove that not only He Songyu can confuse him, but he also has means to make He Songyu indulge in it.

This kind of behavior of comparing who is more attractive than who is actually very naive, but it does not prevent it from being effective, and it catalyzes the atmosphere between Cong Ru and He Songyu extremely quickly and violently.

He even forgot about the fact that the sales staff couldn't find them, and he never thought that someone would come here at any time and see the two men hugging each other, doing something that would make people blush and heartbeat.

"Cong Ru?"

A familiar voice sounded across the distance between the shelves. Cong Ru froze, and the hand wiping his lips stopped. He and He Songyu separated a little distance, and the two breathing gradually calmed down and suddenly appeared here in the same direction. Song Zhongye looked over.

Cong Ru: "Brother Ye."

Fortunately, He Songyu knew where this place was, so he didn't really do anything out of the ordinary. He stopped before the two of them could barely control it. Except for the heat on his face and the slightly red and swollen lips of Cong Ru, He Songyu looked The appearance of calm and nothing happening will only make people feel that the atmosphere is weird at first glance, and they will not immediately think of going elsewhere.

But Song Zhongye still stared at them for a long time, and beside him was a strange man whom he had never seen before.

Song Zhongye: "What are you doing here?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he had the posture of interrogating the prisoner. Cong Ru was a little guilty because of what happened just now, but he was also used to acting. He opened his mouth to speak, and his voice was a little hoarse. It was the change in his voice caused by the long kiss before. .

Cong Ru couldn't help but slow down her speech, "I'm buying furniture and waiting for the sale, and I'll take a rest here when I'm tired."

The man beside Song Zhongye looked at Cong Ru and He Songyu, smiled and said to Song Zhongye: "You are interrogating the prisoner, you have work syndrome, this is a shopping mall, what else can you do if you don't go to the shopping mall?"

Cong Ru didn't know that man, but judging from the attitudes of him and Song Zhongye, the two should have a good relationship and their tone of voice was very familiar.

While Song Zhongye was looking at Cong Ru, he glanced at the man beside him from the corner of his eye.

He Songyu felt displeased from Song Zhongye's appearance, so his whole body showed an indifference of being difficult to get along with and rejecting others.

Song Zhongye noticed the difference at a glance. The white T-shirt on He Songyu was still that of Cong Ru, and Cong Ru put on a royal blue T-shirt. The two dressed very similarly. Ru is a white canvas shoe with exposed ankles, a noble and indifferent temperament, majestic and fierce; a lazy, unruly, playful prodigal image with the corners of his mouth curled into a half-smile.

At first glance, it is impossible to see what happened between them, but Song Zhongye just has an intuition that the atmosphere between them is not right.

"Occupational disease." Song Zhongye said to Cong Ru and He Songyu.The man next to him also reached out his hand at the right time to ease the embarrassment and stiffness of the atmosphere. He stared at Cong Ru and said, "Hello, my name is Gao Xiwen, and I am A Ye's colleague. I have heard about you for a long time, and I finally happened to meet you today." people."

Gao Xiwen was much more refined and handsome than Song Zhongye, and he was wearing a jersey. Only then did Cong Ru realize that Song Zhongye was also wearing ball pants, and both of them were in sports attire.

I don't know where Gao Xiwen heard about him for a long time, Cong Ru smiled politely, and the two shook hands, "Hello, I am Cong Ru, a dance teacher, and his name is He Songyu."

Gao Xiwen looked at his face carefully, Cong Ru felt it, raised his eyebrows to meet his gaze, Gao Xiwen glanced at him and He Songyu, smiled meaningfully, "I know, Aye and I I mentioned you and said that you are very good at dancing and that you are the favorite student of his mother, Aunt Huang."

Cong Ru was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Song Zhongye with confirmation. He didn't expect him to mention himself to others. Song Zhongye called Gao Xiwen, a little embarrassed to have his private affairs revealed, "Have you said enough? I'm not here to challenge you." ball?"

Gao Xiwen: "Here it comes, what are you rushing for?"

He patted Cong Ru on the shoulder, and jokingly said, "You and your friend have a really good relationship. Is this a couple outfit?" He pointed to Cong Ru's clothes, and then glanced at He Songyu.

Smiled before Cong Ru spoke, "Just kidding, I'm going to pick the ball."

Cong Ru: "..."

He Songyu spoke more directly than Gao Xiwen, he had been silent just now, even when Gao Xiwen stretched out his hand, he gave him an empty handshake, his posture was extremely cold.

He Songyu said coldly: "They didn't see what we were doing, so you don't have to be guilty."

"Nonsense, if you really know, I'll kill you." Cong Ru touched his face and asked sincerely, "Did I feel guilty just now?" He tugged on his clothes again, "Are we really like a couple like this?" ?”

Cong Ru began to complain, "Why do you like to wear my clothes so much? It was the same last time, and it was the same last time. I said why my wardrobe is missing some clothes, and the ones I wear once in ten thousand years are gone."

He Songyu pinched his two lips, put the other hand in his trouser pocket, and said: "I see, you are short of clothes, I will buy them for you. After the bed is booked, go shopping?"

Cong Ru: "...Is that what I meant?"

The two returned to the place where the bed was watched, and the sales staff greeted them enthusiastically.

Cong Ru was patted on the shoulder, he turned his head, and when that hand was on his shoulder, He Songyu, who was talking to the salesperson, had a very bad expression on his face, and the indifference in his eyes seemed to have substance, very penetrating.

Song Zhongye: "Are you free this afternoon? Let's go play together."

Cong Ru had promised him before, thinking that Song Zhongye would arrange another time, but he happened to meet him today.

Song Zhongye raised his eyes, looked at He Songyu who was facing them with a cold face, deliberately ignored him, and asked Cong Ru: "What's wrong with your lips."

Cong Ru's mouth was abnormally red and swollen from being kissed too much.