Uncertain age difference

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Lu Chen, Boss Lu, in front of his little uncle on weekdays, is synonymous with gentleness, consideration, honesty and reliability, and a synonym for a model boyfriend.

Unexpectedly, it was not very clear, so people caught it.

Hardly dared to open his eyes.

His little uncle said in a cool tone, "What are you doing with your eyes closed? Waiting for me to praise you or kiss you?"

"Lu Chen, it's yours."

Boss Lu opened his eyes and coughed.

Sure enough, Ning Huang has become a tuba.

The thin and slender man looked at him with his chin lazily propped up: "Please explain carefully, old——"

"what's going on?"

Boss Lu's brain was overloaded at that time.

Turn around Sun Tzu's 36 tactics in the Art of War, and compile some upper, middle and lower strategies.

In the end, his little uncle gave him a look, and he confessed honestly, saying, "I just miss you, and I want to hear you shout."

Ning Huang was expressionless: "What about a good night kiss? I also want to be kissed."

Lu Chen nodded guilty again, coughed, and said in a low voice, "I'll just try to make a joke."

It's definitely not because he wants to take advantage of his little uncle while he's in danger.

I was slapped on the head with a slap by my little uncle.

Lu Chen:? ? ?

Ning Huang smiled but didn't smile: "I think you want to be beaten."

He just didn't expect the change to happen so quickly.

16

Lu Chen smashed the sofa cushions for three rounds, accompanied by his little uncle sneered, "You're promising."

In the end, he sat down obediently, reported his condition in detail and confessed his crimes.

Ning Huang pressed his forehead and sighed: "What the hell is this called?"

Lu Chen comforted him, saying that it was just a rejuvenation experience card, and he didn't have much work recently, so he happened to take a vacation.

He couldn't tell what it was like.

He almost forgot what he was like, but he must be a tough guy.Let's put it this way, he suffered hardships in the past and suffered losses in the future. He stopped and stopped all the way like this, and became an invulnerable little uncle.

In the end, that idiot was dug out again inexplicably, and was still left in front of his little boyfriend.

How embarrassing it is.

The more he thought about it, the worse he felt, but he didn't forget to eat it. Ning Huang grabbed the biscuit and chewed it loudly.

The small biscuits have a rich matcha milky aroma, and the bite is crispy, and the heat has not dissipated, one after another, it is addictive.

He found that Lu Chen was peeking at himself.

Ning Huang glared at him angrily.

Lu Chen looked away again,

This guy always pretends to be very obedient on weekdays, who knows that a belly full of bad water is like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Ning Huang said angrily, "What are you looking at?"

Lu Chen said, "I haven't seen you for several days."

This is the truth, it happened on the day Ning Huang came back from the trip, and he lost contact as soon as he said he lost contact, leaving Lu Chen alone, with three souls and seven souls flying halfway.

When I found someone again, it was already a shrunken little uncle.

Cute is cute, but seeing Ning Huang who has really grown bigger, I finally feel relieved.

Ning Huang was silent for a moment, and muttered: "Then you can watch it if you want, what are you doing like a thief."

Lu Chen really came over.

The two pairs of pupils stared at each other.

Lu Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I can finally rest assured, otherwise I'm always afraid that someone will kidnap you."

During the few days when his little uncle disappeared, he was so cranky that he even suspected that his little uncle had someone sell his organs.

Ning Huang pursed his lips and hummed softly, "Thinking wildly."

That being said.

He has memories of when he became smaller, at least when Lu Chen found him, his suit was crumpled and his eyes were as blue as a panda.

Ning Huang couldn't see anything, but he could.

Lu Chen is a detail-obsessed person. Since college, he has kept himself clean and tidy at home, and glued any cat hairs off his clothes. Forget ironing your clothes in despair.

Who knew he would have another day to ruin himself like this.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but soften my heart a little.

Said: "Come here, let me see if you have slept well."

Lu Chen obediently moved closer.

Ning Huang squeezed his face and looked left and right.

Fortunately, quite energetic.

That's why I didn't see you haggard.

Boss Lu, you are quite worried about it, aren't you?

It was obvious that he was training him by frowning.

Lu Chen wanted to kiss him.

He got close and was held up by his knees.

Lu Chen met the beautiful eyes of his little uncle.

Ning Huang snorted softly: "Have you explained the crime clearly? I just want to take advantage of the fire to rob."

He hasn't asked Lu Chen about the damn nurturing.

Who the hell sat on his desk every day?

Seeing Lu Chen's disappointed eyes, he changed his mind in an instant.

"Look down."

He hummed.

Lu Chen leaned down.

Got a kiss.

The Little Uncle's is delicious, but not much better after 30.

The sharpness and stubbornness of the year were all deposited on the tough and strong branches, but the mature desire was like a fruit, heavy and straightforward, falling on the branches.

His eyes flickered, and he couldn't tell whether it was shyness or ferocity, and his neck and earlobes were dyed a faint red.

Such Ning Huang continued the unfinished kiss.

This good night kiss is naturally a more mature taste.

Lips touched lips, Ning Huang's lips were thin and cold, but they were warm and soft when they kissed, and the sweetness of milk-flavored biscuits remained on the tip of his tongue.

It's not like his fierce look at all.

He quickly lost the initiative.Lu Chen grabbed his tongue and kissed him deeply and passionately.

"This is the terrace..." Ning Huang hummed, sinking into the soft bean bag sofa.

Like falling into endless quicksand.

The turmeric bean bag sofa was chosen by the two of them, there are only two, because the terrace is not often shared with others.

Low tables, star lamps, and pots of flowers planted by Lu Chen.

Ning Huang's eyes narrowed unconsciously, in the blur, there were the warm star lights on the terrace, and Lu Chen's gentle but greedy pursuit.

This appears to be head-to-head kissing on the patio.

And he showed such a look.

Lu Chen unconsciously desires more.

He has a secret.

Compared with being a well-behaved and perfect gentle boyfriend during the day.

He prefers to be in a dark bedroom, listening to that guide who is also a brother and a friend, whom he respects and trusts so much, he can only hug him, rely on him, hum and cry.

He poked his fingertips into the hem of Ning Huang's shirt, and his tentacles were warm, smooth and warm skin.

His little uncle's expression and demeanor were all cold and sharp.

But when he really touched it, everything was warm and soft.

The warm skin produced silent and subtle changes under his fingers.

Joints, skin, eyebrows, eyes.

lips, tongue.

Insignificantly changed to green.

And then stiff.

His eyes were wide open, and his eager tongue became a stick of fire.

Only the fist is getting harder and harder.

Lu Chen was caught in a rare heat, and murmured in a low voice: "...Little uncle."

"—Boom!"

Suddenly, he was punched in the stomach.

The person on the sofa pushed him away forcefully.

Lu Chen was startled.

The shrunken, disheveled Ning Huang was staring at him in disbelief, his ears were burning red, and even his lips were trembling.

He wanted to give him another punch, but he didn't do it, he stood up in a panic, and the biscuit rolled to the ground.

Ning Huang subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but realized something was wrong, staggered, and ran back to the room quickly.

Stumbling all the way like a whirlwind, the door slammed loudly.

His mind was already in disarray, and there were only swear words and gibberish spewing out in his mind.

All in all, it is really not a good thing to take care of people!

Hell, when he said kiss, he just wanted to kiss his face.

Only the face.

How can you flicker God's kung fu.

...pressed in the bean bag sofa, surrounded by soft fabric, nowhere to exert force, only hot lips and tongue entangled.

...the strange and friendly citrus aroma in the nasal cavity, and the warm sweetness of biscuits on the tip of the tongue.

... warm palms.

——I can't think any more!

Absolutely not!

Ning Huang covered his eyes cursingly, and fell on the soft bedding, the base of his ears burned badly.

Just a kiss on the face, how the hell did it happen.

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Boss Lu who was beaten twice: It is forbidden to change the size anywhere