The black and red of the entertainment industry

Song Fan thought that Su Cheng would continue to take off, at least take off his autumn clothes, but Su Cheng stood opposite him, looking at him with a half-smile, Song Fan couldn't be as quiet as an ant, and slowly approached Su Cheng, who stood still and waited. he.

"What have you been up to lately?" Song Fan touched Su Cheng's firm chest with one hand, but chatted about the daily life. Su Cheng looked at him, his voice and expression became gentler, "What about the company and family, how about you?"

Su Cheng probably knows what Song Fan does every day. After all, Song Fan's life and work are not very complicated, but since he asked, he just wanted to hear from Song Fan. , replied: "Propaganda, and miss you."

His answer was like blowing some trumpet, and both of them became emotionally excited. Among them, Song Fan was the bravest. The hand on Su Cheng's chest used all his strength, and with a push, he gently pushed Su Cheng down on the sofa. On the top, Su Cheng lay flat there, lifted his foot, hooked behind Song Fan's leg, and hooked him over. Song Fan didn't struggle, but followed Su Cheng's movements, pressing on his body.

Song Fan was still impatient just now, but after pressing on, he wanted to take his time instead. It's only 08:30 in the evening, it's too fast, what is the rest of the time to play?Su Cheng obviously thought the same way, and hugged Song Fan's hips with both hands, but didn't move much. If there were two protagonists in a small movie, the audience would be anxious to death.

The two of them rubbed their ears together, and they were on the sofa, stacked together tightly. Song Fan let his mouth go and bit Su Cheng's ear. It was Song Fan's familiar face, and he didn't dare to turn his head to look at it, for fear that the person on TV would face him, that scene would be a little weird.

Su Cheng's ears were almost swollen by his bite, so he reluctantly gave up. His face brushed against Su Cheng's cheek, and his eyes met Su Cheng's beautiful eyes. The other party looked at him without squinting. Song Fan finally blushed. , very hot.

Su Cheng raised his head and brought his mouth over, touching Song Fan's lips. Song Fan was afraid that this posture would be too tiring, so he touched the back of Su Cheng's head with one hand, and put his mouth against his mouth so that Su Cheng could rest on the sofa. The two began to kiss lightly. The teeth didn't touch very much, feeling the smooth and tender lips of the other party, Song Fan was so obsessed with it that he didn't want to move away.

It's like a dragonfly touching water, but the dragonfly stays on the water.

Su Cheng took his hands out of Song Fan's pants and hugged Song Fan, no matter how tight he was, as if he wanted to fuse the two bodies together. Song Fan felt it was difficult to breathe, so he opened his mouth, and Su Cheng's tongue stuck into his teeth. Song Fan didn't dare to move his teeth, for fear of biting the opponent, he stuck out his tongue to linger with him, stirring back and forth, which was quite a taste.

The sound of water, baji baji, had no rhythm at first, but after entering the state, it became more regular. After a while, both of them seemed to feel that the sound was interesting, and they babbled tirelessly for a long time, and then they stopped babbling, it was their mouth It's a bit dry, and this is what I fear most when playing with water. The lack of water source is terrible.

So dry, the two of them didn't force it anymore, Song Fan got up from Su Cheng, rolled his eyes, and said, "I'm going to drink some water, do you want to come?" Su Cheng nodded, and walked towards the restaurant one after another.

After drinking a cup of warm water, Song Fan felt that his combat power had been greatly improved. Looking at Su Cheng again, his lips were so wet and tempting. He took Su Cheng's hand and wanted to go back to continue fighting, but was pulled by Su Cheng, and then his arm was grabbed. The body was pushed onto the dining table, but luckily the dining table was made of solid wood, otherwise Song Fan would have sat down on the dining table, and his own butt would have suffered as well.

Song Fan sat on it and stretched out his legs, pinching Su Cheng's waist. Su Cheng reached into Song Fan's shirt and took off all the buttons in three or two strokes. Song Fan: "..." Now he opened his clothes, Naturally revealing the white autumn clothes inside, Su Cheng: "..." Looking at the white layer on the soft body, he straightened his eyes.

Song Fan's coat and shirt were lightly taken off by Su Cheng, one black and one white blended together, it didn't look too abrupt, the two tried their best to blend in, almost airtight, and Su Cheng had already pressed Song Fan on the table , the two faces were pressed together again, some liquid flowed out from between Su Cheng's lips, it was warm, and slipped into the gap between Song Fan's teeth, the latter swallowed it greedily, his throat gurgling softly.

The dining table was shaken a few times, and the top was lifted a little, revealing a smooth and delicate body, a little red, and sweating. It is amazing that they can sweat dryly in the cold weather of January. The trembling chandelier above the dining table illuminated their writhing Moving together, those colors are squeezed together, chaotic and flexible, like a beautiful and delicious painting.

Song Fan was pushed against by Sioux City's cannon. It was harder than ever. Song Fan moved his legs to let the cannon have more room to move. It immediately chose to swing on the inside of his thigh, rubbing left and right. Later, Su Cheng Cheng tugged on Song Fan's legs so that they could not hold the small steel cannon tighter, Song Fan was worried, wouldn't the small steel cannon break down like this?

Based on such worries, Song Fan forcibly loosened his legs, and the little steel cannon would be safe. Song Fan stretched out his hand and pushed Su Cheng to let the other party leave him. Xiaogangpao grabbed onto the second floor and said as he walked, "Brother Su, let's go take a shower."

With the small steel cannon in Song Fan's hands, Su Cheng was obedient in every way, like a sheep on a leash, without struggling.

The two of them stripped off their clothes and went into the bathroom together, playing in the tub, somehow they didn't use the steel cannon, the steel cannon stood still, ready to break into the enemy's line at all times.

So the two of them were still enduring in the bathtub, and decided to fight a protracted battle, so they had to find ways to delay the time, let the hot cannon hold back a few more times, and it would definitely be a blast to use.

When Su Cheng came out of the bathtub, Song Fan became playful, and poured a handful of water on his small steel cannon that was horizontally shaped like a character. Then, it softened and hung down a little bit, and soon limp on his testicles. Come on, Song Fan: "..."

Waited for an hour and a half until this?

Su Cheng glanced at him lightly, didn't care about the fall of the small steel cannon, and said to Song Fan: "I'll wait for you in the bedroom." Song Fan took the order and hurried to wash it.

When he went back, Su Cheng was already lying on the bed, wearing soft pajamas, Song Fan knew at a glance that the little steel cannon hadn't stood up, walked over with his head down, climbed on the bed, approached Su Cheng and asked, "What should I do?"

"Find out your own way." Su Cheng flipped through a page of the magazine in his hand, and Song Fan glanced at the cover of the magazine, and it turned out to be "Friends". Will such a romantic thing become straight after reading it?No, that's not the point. The point is that Su Cheng wanted him to figure out a way by himself. Song Fan burst into tears, made a gesture, and was ready to go.

First, he lifted up Su Cheng's pajamas with his hands, and grasped the small steel cannon. Now it is small and cute, and Song Fan held it in his hand, wanting to laugh several times.

Like drilling wood to make fire, Song Fan drilled and drilled on the small steel cannon with both hands, the small steel cannon was unmoved, his hands were numb and it was still soft, Song Fan felt so badly hit, so he had to put his head on it , angry with hot hatch.

The mouth was so fragrant and smooth, Song Fan couldn't help taking a few mouthfuls, how could someone's hot pot be so delicious?He thought about it casually, and then he was sure that the super delicious hot pot was only available in Sioux City, the only one.

When the tooth touched the small steel cannon, I really wanted it, but I didn't dare to go up and take a bite. The small steel cannon is so precious, what if the bite is broken and it is useless?

The tongue went over to help out, making the little steel cannon slippery and greasy. Seeing that the timing was almost right, Song Fan tightened his grip on it, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Only!

When you're done, Song Fan wants to raise his head to ask Su Cheng to ask for credit, but Su Cheng throws "Friends" and puts his hands on his head, Song Fan can't leave his mouth. He glanced at Su Cheng bitterly, and continued, Contain, contain.

Until Su Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, and Song Fan also felt that the delicious little steel cannon was a little cracked, Su Cheng finally pulled it away, and then pulled Song Fan, so strong that Song Fan sat on Su Cheng's waist On the road, the hard steel cannon collided with Song Fan's balls. Song Fanxin said it was too dangerous, and almost sat on the small steel cannon, almost crippling the little steel cannon.

Su Cheng didn't know about this, he hugged Song Fan's buttocks and put it on the small steel cannon. Of course, Song Fan was very careful about safety, he used some strength to lift his hips, and was going to wait for the small steel cannon to aim at his air-raid shelter before releasing it.

Su Cheng was in a hurry, Song Fan noticed that he was looking for a place in a hurry, couldn't help covering his mouth with a smile, and then went to help, and soon the barrel of the small steel cannon was aimed at the air-raid shelter, Song Fanxin said that this is what he was waiting for, The body fell slowly, and the battle between the small steel cannon and the air-raid shelter was imminent.

It was the first time that the air-raid shelter was attacked by the small steel cannon at a vertical upward angle. The small steel cannon went in a little deep, and Song Fan felt that the bottom of the hole was about to be pierced. Of course, this is just a feeling. The more real feeling is that it is so cool now .

Su Cheng stretched out his hand to support Song Fan's waist, and Song Fan propped his hands on the bed, his body heaved up and down, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, depending on his feeling.

Heaven pays off, with the joint efforts of Song Fan, Sioux City, the air-raid shelter and Xiaogangpao, the battle did not end until 11:30 in the evening. It lasted for three hours in total, and the interaction between the air-raid shelter and Xiaogangpao lasted a long time. About one and a half hours, compared to last time, 50.00% longer time, really gratifying.

After finishing the work, both of them were paralyzed on the bed like dead dogs, but their faces were full of satisfaction. Song Fan touched the small steel cannon in Sucheng with one hand, and the small steel cannon was also tired, but Song Fan said: "Su Brother, I want more!"

The corner of Su Cheng's mouth twitched, and Xiao Gang Pao also trembled three times. He was worrying about how to persuade Song Fan to sleep and dispel the idea of ​​killing him, but he saw Song Fan laying down close to him, and was pulled up by Gai, holding the two of them together. After the cover was finished, Song Fan said softly, "But let's wait for the next time." Mayor Su let out a sigh of relief.

The two embraced gently and looked at each other tenderly. Su Cheng asked, "Have you been tempted?" Song Fan smiled slightly, and replied, "I have been tempted for a long time." He took Su Cheng's hand and put it on his heart. Boom, heartbeat.

Su Cheng leaned over and kissed his forehead lightly, rubbed his hair, and said dotingly, "Are you tired? Let's sleep together."

"En." Song Fan replied, still holding onto Su Cheng's hand, closing his eyes, about to fall asleep like this, Su Cheng looked at him, and gradually closed his eyelids.

The night is long, but if accompanied by a lover, it will be very warm.

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