After marrying a straight man president

Unaware that he was approaching a catastrophe, Jiang You chuckled, turned around and lay back on the window sill again.

He seemed to want to take something from the ladder, so he leaned half of his body out of the window, stretched his hands forward, and his clothes naturally shrank with his stretching movements, revealing a thin and narrow waist .

Dazzlingly white.

Yan Zheyuan: "..."

"Be careful baby, don't step on the ground, lift the left foot first, and then put this paw here, that's right, that's it... Hey Yan Zheyuan, what are you doing!"

Seeing that Napoleon was about to climb to the summit successfully under his command, and one person and one dog were about to join forces, Jiang You felt a tightness in his waist and a sudden rise in the height of his eyes. Falling, the whole body fell into the soft and comfortable bed, and a piece of dark blue with simple writing and indifferent reading——Yan Zheyuan's bed sheets.

"Why?" Yan Zheyuan sneered, "Of course I hit you."

"???"

Jiang You was shocked, and at the same time Carp jumped up, but it was a pity that he failed in the middle of the jump, and was pushed back into the bed by Yan Zheyuan pinching his waist.

"Wait, wait! What kind of plot is this? Why did you suddenly hit me? What did I do wrong?!" With his head buried in the pillow and his limbs still struggling to save himself, Jiang You tried to buy some time for himself through negotiation. .

It seems that I still don't realize where I went wrong.

Yan Zheyuan didn't bother to say any more, restrained Jiang You with only one hand, and at the same time searched the room for tools at hand.

"Why don't you talk, are you guilty, let me go!"

On the contrary, the silence made the atmosphere anxious, and finally tasted the extremely dangerous atmosphere from the current situation. Jiang You struggled desperately, trying to break through the encirclement up, down, left, and right, but all failed without exception. Only then did he realize a fact with great grief and indignation. I couldn't beat Yan Zheyuan at all, not even with one of his hands.

In an instant, Jiang You's mentality collapsed from a flamboyant fox to a live fish on the chopping board. As for how long this fish can live, it is hard to say, but it seems that it is not long.

"Ah, let me go, you pervert!!!"

"What can't be said properly, why do you have to do this, Yan Zheyuan, you are not right!!!"

"calm down!"

I shouted hard, but it was no use.

Yan Zheyuan is determined to teach his son well, and has already switched back to the state of a strict father. At this moment, even the psychological burden disappears—since he can't find a suitable tool, he just uses it directly. Does the old father pay attention to whether it is straight or not when he beats the child? male?So he unceremoniously slapped Jiang You's butt three times.

Jiang You: "..."

Pain is second, but the psychological impact is too great.

Jiang You was stunned for a moment. He never imagined that he would be spanked by a man who was only five years older than himself one night at the age of 22. It was a real spanking, not that kind of sex.

Especially since I had just received my certificate with this man during the day.

Domestic violence, this is definitely a scene of domestic violence.

Jiang You's face was flushed, from neck to chest, and he writhed desperately on the bed, struggling even harder.

"Yan Zheyuan, you are sick, why hit me! You are perverted!"

"Let me go let me go let me go!"

"I'm angry, I'm really angry! Yan Zheyuan!!"

Every time he said a word, a slap fell mercilessly, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, Jiang You felt that the slap on his butt was getting heavier and heavier—this guy Yan Zheyuan must have entered the state and felt the slap? !

Jiang You wanted to cry but had no tears, and once again realized the gap in physical fitness between himself and Yan Zheyuan, he was pressed to death by Yan Zheyuan with one hand.

How could this be so unscientific!

Obviously when he was rolling around on the floor last time, he still felt that the two were evenly matched. It's only been a few days, has Yan Zheyuan taken drugs? !

Jiang You is usually very smart, but when he was beaten, he definitely belonged to the tough-mouthed type. Even if he was already scared in his heart, he would never admit defeat, and would scold him even more fiercely.

"Son of a bitch!"

"tyrant!"

"Domestic Violent Man!"

"Scheming gay!"

"Yan Zheyuan, how dare you say that you are a straight man! How can a straight man be like you, pretending to be so shameless!!"

"I pretend to be straight?" Yan Zheyuan laughed angrily, squinted his eyes, and slowly approached Jiang You from behind, feeling extremely oppressive.

"Since you've said that, then I won't pretend. Youyou, you are now in the hands of a scheming homosexual, what should you do?"

His voice was very soft, and the whole voice was dyed with some ambiguous color. The hand that was originally on Jiang You's buttocks moved up slowly, slid horizontally along the waistline to the middle, and hooked his fingers around the waistband of his trousers.

"!!!"

Jiang You was startled that something was wrong, he was wearing a pair of very loose sports pants, easy to wear but also easy to take off.

The rubber band hooked by the fingers was pulled away little by little, and then he let go, and the elastic waistband immediately rebounded and hit Jiang You's waist, making a soft "pop" sound when it touched the flesh.

Not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

It's a shame to be spanked at this age, he doesn't want to be spanked naked at all!

Ahhh, is this a human being? ! !

"Dad! Dad! I was wrong!!" Jiang You admitted his mistake loudly, and immediately slid to his knees.

"Whose father?" Yan Zheyuan's hand was still on his waist, and he swiped it from left to right as if unintentionally during the pause.

"Call you call you! You are Dad!"

"Oh," Yan Zheyuan nodded, "but am I not a bastard?"

"No, no, I'm a bastard!"

"tyrant?"

"Where is such a kind-hearted tyrant?"

"Domestic violence?"

"It's not domestic violence, it's education of love!"

"Scheming gay?"

"No, no, no, you're not, I'm the scheming gay, okay! Yan Zheyuan, you can't do it, you actually settled accounts with me one by one." The first second he called his name, and the next second Jiang You said with a mournful face , "Dad, forgive me this time, I know I was wrong."

Seeing him like this, Yan Zheyuan felt that it was almost done, beating children should be done in moderation, the most important thing is for children to correct their mistakes.Besides, if the teasing continued, it would really make me anxious, so I let go of my hands and pulled him up, and straightened his messy clothes and hair.

"What's wrong?"

"Shouldn't I ask you this?" Once he was freed, Jiang You turned back immediately and began to complain to Yan Zheyuan, "I came to see you because I was afraid that you would be lonely on your wedding night, but you actually beat me. And spanked my ass," Blinked hard, tears almost fell out, Jiang You felt that he was really wronged, "My own father never hit me like this!!"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, Jiang You turned to leave, but was held back by Yan Zheyuan.

"That's because your father didn't know you were climbing the window here, and if he knew, he would beat you. This is the third floor, what if you fall?" Yan Zheyuan said helplessly, holding his wrist Let him sit down first.

"If I don't sit, my butt still hurts." Jiang You didn't listen to him at all, and slapped (really) a sweet date. Is Yan Zheyuan training a dog?

train the dog.

dog.

"Dog!!!" Jiang You just remembered that Gouzi climbed the ladder with him just now, and he came up, but Gouzi was still waiting outside!

I ran to the window and saw that Napoleon was indeed stepping on the ladder rail with his two dog legs, and his two front legs were resting on the edge of the window sill. Carry yourself in.

Seeing that Jiang You and Yan Zheyuan finally noticed him, Napoleon wagged his tail excitedly: "Wow!"

"Hold it in quickly, and be careful not to knock my tablet off." Jiang You directed.

Yan Zheyuan was helpless, shook his head, went to the window and carried Napoleon in.

As soon as Napoleon landed, he went straight to Jiang You's side and rubbed him affectionately.

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't suddenly become mad, we would have entered the house long ago." Taking out his tablet from the small pocket on Napoleon's back, Jiang You stroked the dog's head and continued to slander Yan Zheyuan; "If Napoleon loses his footing and falls, you must take full responsibility."

"It won't fall even if you drop it. It's a retired police dog." Yan Zheyuan sighed. He really couldn't figure out why Jiang You would climb the window with the dog. In the end, it could only be attributed to the little boy's personality, which is a headache.

Jiang You and Napoleon looked at each other in dismay, and praised sincerely: "You are so good! No wonder you can open the door for me, so you have been trained."

Napoleon was very proud, and couldn't help but "Wow".

Jiang You: "Not bad, not bad!"

Yan Zheyuan: "..."

Yan Zheyuan didn't really want to watch Jiang You and Napoleon show their brotherly love, so he got up and prepared to take Napoleon downstairs.

Jiang You also stood up.

"What are you doing?" Yan Zheyuan looked back at him.

"Go home, it's not flattering to send it to your door anyway, so why don't you stay here and let you beat me? I really think I'm your son." Jiang You is very irritating, and deliberately picks what Yan Zheyuan doesn't like to hear.

"You are not my son, you are my ancestor." Yan Zheyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pressed his shoulder to let him sit down, "Sit down well, and we'll talk about it when I come back."

Jiang You snorted lightly and didn't speak, which was a tacit agreement.

When Yan Zheyuan sent the dog back, he saw Jiang You visiting his bookshelf curiously.

Although Jiang You will show a childish character in front of people close to him, he is not bad at all, so he just looks at it and never tries it.

"Yan Zheyuan, you still read Sonnets." Jiang You pointed to one of the books.

"Well, I also watch "Romeo and Juliet", which is very good." After closing the door, Yan Zheyuan said with a smile, but the smile was a bit meaningful no matter how you looked at it.

"Tell me, how did you come here? The garden wall is so high that it is not easy to climb; and if my family sees you here, they will surely kill you."

Jiang You: "?"

I don't know what evil is in Yan Zheyuan, why he suddenly spoke in aria, Jiang You didn't react for a while.

Yan Zheyuan continued to speak unhurriedly: "I fly over the garden wall with the light wings of love, because love cannot be blocked by masonry walls; whatever the power of love can do, it will take risks. ..."

"Shut up, shut up!" If you can't hear Yan Zheyuan's classic line of Romeo climbing over the wall and Juliet's balcony tryst here, the four years of college are almost in vain, Jiang You became angry with embarrassment: "You are mocking me again !"

Yan Zheyuan looked innocent: "I didn't say you climbed over the wall, I said Romeo."

Jiang You: "..."

"But Romeo climbed over the wall for the girl he loves, Youyou, what are you doing for? I don't have any pretty girls here." Walking slowly in front of Jiang You, Yan Zheyuan lowered his eyes to look at him, his voice became very soft, full of enthusiasm Smiling, "Straight man, huh?"

Yan Zheyuan didn't seem quite right tonight, he couldn't beat him!Realizing this, Jiang You decided to break the can: "Goodbye, I'm leaving."

"Okay, just kidding," Yan Zheyuan couldn't help laughing, pulled him back and stroked his hair, "I'm not kidding you, I know you sympathize with my hard work, so you kindly came to see me, thank you."

The steps were all set up, and of course Jiang You wanted to go down, so he pretended to be reluctant and said, "It's more or less the same."

"Then what are we going to do now?" Yan Zheyuan asked, glanced at the tablet brought by Jiang You, and naturally thought about it: "Watch a movie together?"

"Okay." Jiang You agreed, and the light called hope flashed again in his eyes.