Nurturing Manual

Shen Huan woke up early in the morning, and the gold master's father was still sleeping beside him.Last night, I don't know how many times he failed to rape Zhang Zhiyuan. He felt that his career as a supporter was a bit of a failure.

Zhang Zhiyuan's mouth was hot and painful from being bitten, and he put his arms around the person pressing on him, "Um..."

The touch on his mouth gradually weakened, Shen Huan leaned over to look at him, "Godfather, you are awake." After all his tossing, those who do not wake up are dead, Zhang Zhiyuan lost his temper with his little lover, and touched his hand unconsciously. his lower back.

"Good morning godfather." Baba said again.

Zhang Zhiyuan's old bones couldn't bear the seductive temptation of his little lover, and his mind was still not sober. He put his hand into Shen Huan's pants from the back waist, and squeezed the soft buttocks in the palm of his hand to play.

Shen Huan was surprised, the father of the funder had opened up, and it was okay to come in the morning to make up for himself.

He quickly got off the gold master's father, unable to touch anyone, Zhang Zhiyuan even snorted twice, Shen Huan leaned his back against his chest, with his butt clinging to Zhang Zhiyuan's, squeezed Zhang Zhiyuan's hand and placed it on him. At the crotch, "Touch here."

I don't know if Zhang Zhiyuan is not awake, or really enlightened, rubbing Shen Huan with his hands, rubbing Shen Huan under his crotch slowly, his mind is muddled, but the bottom is full of energy.

Zhang Zhiyuan felt comfortable rubbing against him. He clamped the person directly between his legs, nestled his head into Shen Huan's neck, and his hot breath fell on Shen Huan's neck. The morning is when the body is most sensitive, and Shen Huan was touched like a cloud In the fog, the whole body is sore and limp.

Thinking of the scene of Zhang Zhiyuan's beastly behavior, pressing himself on the bed, and piercing through him fiercely, Shen Huan couldn't help but yelled out, "Ah... um..."

Zhang Zhiyuan was dreaming, the little lover was lying under him, looking at him affectionately, his crotch was shaking, he was going in and out of the little lover's body, and he could still hear his voice shouting coquettishly.

With a "puchi", the crotch was hot, and even the hands were sticky and moist.

The abnormal temperature made Zhang Zhiyuan come back to his senses. Shen Huan was sandwiched between his legs, and his hands were still in his crotch. The ambiguous humidity made him a little at a loss, and he shouted in a panic, "Huanhuan..."

Zhang Zhiyuan rubbed against his trousers, and Shen Huan's trousers were wetted by him. Shen Huan turned over and slipped into Zhang Zhiyuan's arms. Just after waking up, the boy's throat was not fully opened, "Godfather, do you want more?"

Shen Huan, who had just woken up from an orgasm, had red eyes, and Zhang Zhiyuan was heartbroken. He had bullied others by himself, and even slept so obscenely, it really was the nature of an old hooligan.

Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly picked him up, put him in the bathroom, and said in a panic, "You... take a shower... don't... leave me alone..."

Never in his life was he so humiliated in front of a junior, Zhang Zhiyuan wiped his face and exited the bathroom.

Shen Huan was lying on the edge of the bathtub, and he didn't bother to explain to the patron's father. Shen Huan was quite helpful when the patron's father was at a loss.

The two lived together, bumped into each other, and it was inevitable that they would wipe out their guns and misfire. Shen Huan enjoyed it, and Zhang Zhiyuan was painful and sweet.

These days, Zhang Zhiyuan especially felt the feeling of "the book will be hated when it is used", and he urged Assistant Chen to bring more books.

The boss used to read novels during his breaks because of his beauty, but the last few times were during working hours. He also saw Zhang Zhiyuan taking notes with this novel in his arms.

Assistant Chen can't see the boss degenerate like this, what a beauty.

Just after explaining the recent events to Zhang Zhiyuan, in a blink of an eye he unconsciously started reading novels again.

Assistant Chen pushed his glasses, "Mr. Zhang, what are you trying to figure out? If you think there is something wrong, just give Young Master Shen some more money."

Zhang Zhiyuan put down the novel in his hand, looked into the distance with burning eyes, pondered for a while, and uttered four words leisurely, "Convince people with virtue."

If I remember correctly, his boss is taking care of his little lover again, not accepting apprentices, what the hell is it to convince people with virtue.

Zhang Zhiyuan said earnestly, "He is still young, I'm afraid he will regret it."

Hearing Mr. Zhang's tone, Assistant Chen wondered whether his boss had misunderstood the nurturing, or whether the nurturing was just a cover from the very beginning.

I heard Zhang Zhiyuan say again, "I have read the book a hundred times, and I have discovered a truth. Forbearance and protection will eventually lead to true love."

Assistant Chen understands that his boss wants to have a relationship, and taking care of everything is nonsense, but if he likes someone, he can just tell him straight up.

Seeing Assistant Chen standing silently in front of the desk, Zhang Zhiyuan sighed slightly, he didn't understand love at all, this working machine.

"Forget it, you don't understand, let me wait." Zhang Zhiyuan waved his hand, and finally reminded, "Don't forget the novel."

At hand was the last book called 36 Strategies of Love. Zhang Zhiyuan flipped through it casually, and the contents made his eyes shine, "No. 12 Strategies, Play hard to get."

I and my little lover are really too tired, Zhang Zhiyuan turned to Chapter 12 while thinking.

"Perhaps we should distance ourselves from the person who cannot express his feelings, put the initiative in his hands, and let him think about the importance of you."

Zhang Zhiyuan closed the book and sighed, "There is a house of gold in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. It is so true. Such good words and sentences must be copied down."

Recently, Shen Huan could clearly feel the indifference of the gold master's father, not indifferent, but deliberately keeping a distance from him.

When eating, sit face to face with yourself.When sleeping, leave yourself an indifferent back.The most outrageous thing is to let Assistant Chen sit in the back row in the car!

What the hell is Zhang Zhiyuan thinking about? Is he tired of himself, but he hasn't had time to do anything yet!

Perhaps it was because of the novelty, Shen Huan gradually got ready to be kicked away, always ready, a little bit reluctant, a little bit sad, Shen Huan warned himself in his heart, only a little bit.

Because Shen Huan knew very well that he would never be blessed by luck, Zhang Zhiyuan's moment of tenderness was a mistake made by God when he was dozing off and dreaming.

The gold master's father is in a bit of torment. It's been a week, and the little lover hasn't thought clearly yet?Why don't you pay attention, is it not obvious enough to express your emotions?

Or maybe the little lover doesn't care at all, he is a dispensable benefactor, unable to attract the little lover's attention at all.

Assistant Chen felt that the atmosphere between his boss and the little male favorite was a little awkward, and he didn't want to get involved in this suffocating feeling, "Mr. Zhang, there is a reception next Saturday, which is an invitation personally sent by President Wu of Tianyuan Real Estate .”

"Then... let's go." Zhang Zhiyuan sat in the co-pilot like an assistant, his little lover's reaction made him very irritated, scratching his head and scratching his head.

Hearing Assistant Chen ask again, "Will Master Shen go with you?" Given the estrangement between the two, Assistant Chen even wondered if Shen Huan was about to fall out of favor.

Zhang Zhiyuan looked back with a complicated expression, Shen Huan didn't accompany him, who would accompany him?

"I'll go with my godfather." Every time he travels, Shen Huan regards it as his last days.

The little lover seemed a little unhappy, Zhang Zhiyuan pondered in bewilderment.