little idol

The cold wind blowing outside the window came in through the crack of the window, forcing people to shrink under the quilt.

Buildings in the city are so well kept warm that even standing indoors in winter feels hot.

For the first time, Han Youming realized so deeply how comfortable it is to hug a warm quilt in a cold house.

Not to mention there is a soft little white rabbit sleeping in his arms.

Han Youming took a deep breath and wrapped the two of them tighter with the quilt.

Su An nestled in his arms, her smooth back pressed against his chest, pinched and twisted.

Han Youming hugged him and murmured, "Don't move, just sleep."

Su An murmured softly, "Your chest hair got stuck in me."

Han Youming: "... Blame me?"

Su An twisted again, humming and not speaking.

Han Youming was silent for a long time, and said, "I'll scrape it off tomorrow."

Only then did Su An become honest, and slept in his arms.

Han Youming was dishonest, hugged Su An and asked in a low voice, "An An, did you grow up here?"

Su An replied sleepily: "Well..."

Han Youming kissed him on the cheek: "Do you like it here?"

Su An whispered, "I don't like it."

Han Youming asked, "Why?"

Su An said, "It smells like chicken manure, it stinks."

Han Youming laughed dumbfounded, and murmured: "I didn't smell it."

Su An turned over to face Han Youming, raised her finger and poked the tip of Han Youming's nose, and whispered, "You have a smelly nose, you can't smell it."

Han Youming took a deep breath and said softly, "But I smell good on An'an, and I'm hungry."

Su An clutched her breasts in horror, and raised her head vigilantly: "You...you mustn't...don't think about those..."

Han Youming smiled lowly: "I won't eat you, good boy, go to sleep."

The frightened look of this little rabbit is so amusing, and the ears almost stand up in fright.

Han Youming slept all night holding his soft, white and tender little rabbit.

Sleep till dawn.

Su An was still filming, and Han Youming also had a lot of work to do, so they cleaned up after a while and decided to leave.

Before leaving, Han Youming gave Su An's mother a key: "This is my apartment in the urban area. It is very quiet and has a yard. If I have time, I can live there for a while, so I can meet An An often."

Su An's mother smiled and returned the key to him: "An An bought me a house, I just think the countryside is quiet."

Han Youming pushed the key back in embarrassment, waved his hand and got into the car.

That's right, he hasn't even investigated how many properties Su An has under his name.

Although this little rabbit is stupid, he has been in the entertainment circle for a few years. In addition, he gave Su An a bunch of gift bank cards, no wonder this little rabbit runs so smoothly every time he escapes.

Su An looked at Han Youming curiously: "What bad things are you thinking?"

Han Youming said blankly: "Go back and call your lawyer. We will do a pre-marital property statistics and sign an inheritance division agreement."

Although Li Langjiu's assassination was not really successful, it left a big shadow on Han Youming.

After consulting a lawyer, Han Youming discovered that if he died, Li Langhou would actually inherit all of his property and control over Su An.

In order to prevent someone from using such a crooked mind again, it became important to sign an estate division agreement.

And...he was curious, how many nests did this little rabbit build behind his back?

Su An didn't know Han Youming's endless thoughts, so he obediently hired a lawyer in charge of family property issues, and placed his real estate certificates on Han Youming's desk one by one.

Holding these real estate certificates, Han Youming was satisfied.

Alright, let's see where the little rabbit will run in the future.

Su An has a total of five properties, all of which are small.

Su An blushed and explained: "I don't have any money, so I just bought a few small ones!"

These little hamster nests are not worth mentioning in front of Han Youming's huge business empire, but Han Youming holds Su An's real estate certificate like a treasure and does not let go.

He said slowly: "You like this kind of gadget?"

Su An said shyly, "I can't afford the big one."

Han Youming was amused by him, and he held back his smile and returned the real estate certificate: "I'll buy you a bigger one in the future."

Han Youming changed Su An's household registration and signed the inheritance division agreement with Su An's little paw.

According to his will, if he unfortunately dies young, Su An will inherit 40.00% of the estate, and Su An's children and Li Langhou will inherit 30.00% respectively.

But if he lives to be a hundred years old and retires, Li Langhou will inherit half of the shares.

The meaning of this will is obvious, Li Langhou is required to wait honestly to inherit the family business, and stop thinking about those legal or illegal activities.

Su An signed without even looking at it, and kept looking at his watch anxiously: "I should go to the crew, or the director will scold me again."

Han Youming didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You signed your name without even looking at it, aren't you afraid of signing the deed?"

Su An said angrily: "Anyway, you have so many ways to lie to me, what's the use of seeing it?"

He said angry words, but inadvertently revealed a huge trust and dependence between the lines.

Han Youming threw the documents on the table, got up and said, "I'll take you to the set."

Su An's life is back on track.

Filming, acting, going home to play with the children, acting like a baby in the arms of her husband, and then being fed carrots.

Just a little sad now and then.

Han Youming shoots so much semen into his genital cavity every day, will it really make him pregnant again?

He doesn't want to have children at all.

At night, after coaxing his little wife to sleep, Han Youming came to the balcony alone to make a phone call.

There was a howling wind on the other end of the phone, and the young man stood silently on the sightseeing group of the Boston building.

Han Youming was also silent for a long time before slowly saying, "What are your plans?"

Li Langguo took a deep breath and said, "I recently learned how to sail and plan to sail around the world."

Han Youming said, "It's a good idea."

Li Langyu said: "A place like the entertainment industry may not be really suitable for me."

Han Youming said: "Playing on a boat is very dangerous, pay attention to safety, and keep in touch with your mother at any time."

Li Langyu took a deep breath: "Dad."

Han Youming said, "Huh?"

Li Langyu was silent for a long time before he said, "How is An An now?"

Han Youming paused and said, "Good or bad, he is mine now." The tone of the oath of sovereignty was an undisguised threat.

Li Langji laughed self-deprecatingly: "I see, goodbye."

Maybe he still hates his father, maybe he is still unwilling to lose the boy he loved so much.

But he already knew that with such a disparity in strength, the young wolf cub could only accept this ending.

Unless one day, he becomes stronger than his father.

Han Youming hung up the phone, stood on the balcony and smoked a cigarette.

The smell of smoke was very light, but it still woke up Su An, who was half asleep.

He stepped on the floor with bare feet in his pajamas, came out with a rattling sound, and poked his head in doubt: "Are you secretly smoking?"

Han Youming didn't smoke before, and Su An didn't allow him to smoke.

When Han Youming saw that his wife had knocked him out of his cigarette, he pressed the end of the cigarette out with a guilty conscience, and coughed lightly: "I just took a sip."

Su An said angrily, "You should put the cigarette butt up your ass."

Han Youming's face darkened.

This little bastard, has he learned to turn over old scores?

When he was raising Su An in the past, Su An was not allowed to smoke.

One day Su An couldn't suppress his strong curiosity, so he hid downstairs in the company and wanted to taste it, but Han Youming caught him before he lit it.

That piece of Han Youming stuffed a cigarette in his little asshole and lit it, and he couldn't finish until he finished smoking the cigarette.

Han Youming didn't want to admit that he just wanted to find an excuse to bully the little rabbit at that time, so he coughed lightly and said confidently: "It's not because your physical strength is too weak. Your husband has not had a good day, and you are already dead!"

Su An quickly blushed, wrapped her pajamas and ran to the bedroom: "Old bastard, shameless, his head is full of that yellow waste!"

Han Youming chased after him, picked up the little rabbit and put it on his waist: "Have you got more guts, huh? You dare to scold your husband?"

Su An was cowardly for a while, and then thought that Han Youming would not do anything to him, so he simply twisted and twisted and lied: "You...um...you are shameless..."

Han Youming said darkly, "Okay, no more."

As he spoke, he hugged Su An to the French windows, and opened the curtains with a snap.

The gorgeous lights in the night of the city rushed towards his face, Su An covered his face in shame.

Han Youming held his slender wrist behind him: "Look, An'an."

Su An slowly opened her eyes in shame.

This overly prosperous city once made Su An feel scared. He was afraid of such a cold moonlight and too gorgeous lights.

He traveled alone in the city, as fragile as a lost ant.

The hug behind him was solid and warm, the man's thick and powerful palms imprisoned him, but also supported his fragile soul.

A moist and hot kiss fell on the back of the neck, and the tall man asked softly while kissing: "An'an, what did you see?"

Su An was lying on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a gorgeous halo in front of his eyes, only his own shadow reflected on the glass was particularly clear.He whispered shamefully, "I...I saw the light...and...well...and myself..."

Han Youming reminded helplessly, "Did you see me?"

Su An blushed and whispered, "I see... the pervert..."

Han Youming took off Su An's pajamas and whispered, "An An, don't be afraid."

Su An trembled slightly nervously: "I...I'm not...not afraid..."

It's just that the night of the city is too beautiful, and the lights are too bright all night, which makes him a little scared, afraid that others will see his current appearance.

Han Youming said: "An An's tits are trembling, and she said no, huh?"

Su An bit her lower lip and let Han Youming reach out and play with his nipples from behind: "Hmm..."

The thick penis rubbed between the smooth and tender legs, aiming at the tight buttocks and inserting it.

Su An was a little fuzzy from being fucked. Following Han Youming's movements, he bumped into the glass one after another, and groaned and blew out a cloud of mist on the glass: "Uh...slow down...slow down...ah..."

Han Youming walked in and out fiercely like piling, and ordered in a low voice: "Call my husband."

Su An was so fucked that his toes were almost off the ground, and the hard flesh was pounding against the sore inner wall. He begged one after another: "My husband... woo... my husband... so full... um...pretend No more... my husband..."

Han Youming's lust became even more aroused by the sweet and soft voice of her husband, and his big hot penis swelled up a bit, and he scolded through gritted teeth: "Little slut."

The scorching breath mixed with the humiliation of pampering got into her ears, Su An trembled and whined softly: "Don't...um...don't say..."

Han Youming found more lewd water gushing from Su An's back hole, so he continued maliciously: "Little slut, little slut, little slut..."

Su An's legs trembled: "No...don't...ah..."

Han Youming pushed hard to the deepest part, and said in a low voice, "The little slut's asshole is spraying water again."

Su An's body trembled, and he groaned and collapsed into Han Youming's arms, thin semen spewing out from his pink and tender cock.

Han Youming continued to puff and puff, and the intestinal wall in the orgasm tightly wrapped his penis, sucking his big glans like a greedy little mouth.

Su An slowly recovered from the absence of orgasm, and a strange feeling of swelling slowly rose from the lower abdomen.He clutched his stomach in horror, struggling to get out of Han Youming's arms: "Stop... um... stop first... stop... ah..."

Han Youming continued to fuck without hesitation: "What's the matter, huh?"

Su An cried and moaned: "I want to pee... ah..."

He had been fucked too many times today, and his cock, which he couldn't come out of, was hanging limply between his legs, and another shameful desire was born under the stimulation of lust.

Han Youming stroked his lower abdomen: "Piss, my husband will watch you pee."

The thick dick was pounding in the soft intestinal wall, hitting the bulging bladder through the meat membrane, Su An couldn't hold it anymore, and curled up crying: "You... woo...pervert... ...don't pee...uh...uh..."

Han Youming pressed hard on Su An's lower abdomen maliciously, and his hard cock also took the opportunity to hit the bladder hard.

Su An couldn't bear it any longer, she screamed and tensed her body, the urine spurted out and dripped all over the floor.

The body was strangely released, and an indescribable comfort slowly rose from the lower abdomen, making Su An unable to help but let out a sweet and seductive moan.

The hot semen shot into his body, Su An lowered his head and covered his stomach in a daze, and muttered aggrievedly: "I will be pregnant..."

Han Youming's penis was pulled out, and a large stream of lewd water flowed out from the closed hole.

Han Youming kissed his confused little wife and whispered, "No."

Su An blinked blankly.

Han Youming said, "I went for a ligation."

【Chapter egg:】

The marriage documents were very complicated, and it took Han Youming two months to finish.

Now as long as that little rabbit signs the marriage application, they can become a legal couple.

But Han Youming couldn't open his mouth. Looking at the little rabbit bouncing around on the stage, his mind began to scroll through a thousand ways to get rejected.

It's okay to be rejected.

Han Youming comforted himself like this.

The big deal is no more coercion and temptation.

After the performance, Little Rabbit stood in front of him timidly: "Mr. Han, why are you here?"

Han Youming said, "I have something to tell you."

Su An struggled for a while, then whispered, "I...I also have something to say...to you..."

Han Youming's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that this little rabbit... is going to take the initiative to confess to him?

Han Youming coughed lightly: "You speak first."

Su An mustered up her courage: "I...I'm going to get something, I want...to talk to you on a formal occasion."

Han Youming's heart was beating violently.

The old house is on fire, what the fuck is the old house on fire!

Han Youming coughed lightly and took a steady breath: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Su An said: "I...I want to go out..."

Han Youming said, "I'll send a driver to take you off."

Su An waved her hands in a panic: "No, no, I'll be back soon."

The little rabbit ran away in a panic.

Han Youming excitedly called his assistant.

To order dinner, to order a band, to order candles, and a wedding ring that he had already ordered.

After preparing all this, Han Youming went to work pretending to be relaxed, and flipped through the financial report in the office restlessly.

In the earphones is Su An's debut song, a lively love song sung softly with a somewhat green and immature voice.

1 minute... 2 minutes... 3 minutes...

Two hours have passed.

Just when Han Youming got impatient and was about to go out to catch rabbits, Su An rushed into his office panting, holding a large pile of things in his arms.

Han Youming looked at him expressionlessly: "What's the matter?"

Su An put the stack of documents on Han Youming's desk, and mustered up the courage to say, "Mr. Han, I want to terminate the maintenance contract."

Extra: Ride’s little rabbit cries and calls his father (egg: the dignity of a domineering president)

Precautions for raising a star white rabbit

One: Don't get him pregnant easily.

Star Rabbit is not your personal property. Outside of the rabbit nest you gave him, there are tens of millions of fans and reporters who are watching any changes in his body.

Even if it was just a small pimple that got angry after eating too much hot pot yesterday, high-definition screenshots will be posted on the whole network, and the reason for his getting angry will be analyzed because the benefactor has a new love.

The silly little rabbit was sleeping on the bed, the sheets were messily wrapped around his naked body, revealing his white and round buttocks.

The gold master sighed, buried his head in the little rabbit's buttocks, and licked the red hole maliciously.

The little rabbit thumped twice, muttering and cursing: "Big pervert..."

Han Youming accepted his little wife's accusation with a smirk, and breathed hot air at the red and swollen hole: "Little white rabbit has woken up, it's time to go to the vegetable garden to pull radishes."

Su An was woken up by his torment, and blinked her sleepy eyes aggrievedly: "No... don't get up... don't eat carrots..."

Su An, who is dazed when he wakes up in the morning, is always cute and silly, so Han Youming cherishes this cute time very much.

The stubble on the chin poked the tender buttocks and small butthole, Su An was hurt and itchy, twisting her buttocks to hide.

Han Youming slapped his chubby little butt: "Don't move."

Su An muttered aggrievedly: "Your beard pierced my ass..."

Han Youming was so cute that his heart melted. He hugged Bai Nennen's little wife and kissed and rubbed: "An An, good boy, my husband won't prick you anymore, come and eat big radishes, huh?"

Chen Shu's big radish aimed at the small red butthole, and slowly inserted it.

Su An flinched slightly: "Uh...why...why did you come in again...uh..."

Han Youming put the little rabbit on the bed and started doing morning exercises. While doing push-ups, he stuffed the thick and hard cock into the red and swollen little asshole, making the sound of puffing and puffing water.

Su An hadn't woken up yet, lying on the bed, twisting and twisting, softly muttering: "Big pervert... old bastard... um... ah..."

Before the little wife woke up, Han Youming ate the little white rabbit from hair to toes, and burped in satisfaction.

Su An has no work today. His arrangement is to go back to his hometown and visit a nearly 90-year-old man in a local nursing home in the afternoon.

Han Youming pushed back his work and went with him, and asked curiously on the way: "What kind of friendship does the old lady have with you?"

Su An said: "When we were in kindergarten, the teacher organized us to perform in nursing homes. I met Grandma Li in this way. Later...then the old people disappeared, and only Grandma Li was still there. So I take the time to watch every year. To see him."

Han Youming raised his eyebrows: "What show?"

Su An blushed, and suddenly refused to speak.

Han Youming was amused: "If there is any unspeakable program in your kindergarten performance, tell your husband quickly, are you singing two tigers?"

Su An blushed and said, "No."

Han Youming asked persistently: "What is that?"

Su An bit her lower lip and hid aside, blushing and lowered her head to play with her phone.

But Han Youming was not tormented by curiosity for too long.

Two hours later, when he was sitting in Grandma Li's room in the nursing home, he understood everything.

The 90-year-old Grandma Li is full of energy, walking around tremblingly, picking up oranges and peanuts, stuffing them into the hands of the two with a smile: "Eat them all."

An old-fashioned DVD was placed on a low dark brown cabinet, and a video of a program was playing in a loop on the TV.

The kid in the big class playing the role of the big bad wolf yelled loudly on purpose: "Little rabbit, be good, open the door, open it quickly..."

Han Youming held back a laugh and asked Su An in a low voice: "The three little rabbits, which one is you?"

Su An blushed and ignored him: "Guess for yourself."

Han Youming watched carefully.

The three little rabbits lay behind the prop door, shaking their heads and shaking their heads, and stomped their feet together in a childlike voice: "I won't open it, I won't open it, mom won't come back, and no one will open it~"

Han Youming looked carefully for a while, then whispered, "The smallest one?"

Su An muttered embarrassingly: "I was in the small class at that time, and they were all in the middle class."

Han Youming squinted at the smallest little rabbit.

Wearing a doll suit, the little rabbit rolled around on the stage like a little white ball, obediently moving stones and stools.The rabbit ears are dangling to the rhythm of the music on the top of the head, so cute.

Han Youming was overjoyed, staring at the old TV screen with an idiotic face, wishing to dig out the smallest little rabbit, put it in a braid, wear a skirt, buy snacks, hug it and hold it high.

Su An blushed and covered his eyes: "Can you stop staring at me like a pervert?"

The two were arguing, and Grandma Li tremblingly came over with a red plastic fruit plate: "Come here, An'an eats candy, peanut candy."

Su An obediently supported Grandma Li to sit down, and took a bite out of the peanut candy.

Grandma Li held Su An's hand and looked at him kindly: "An An has become fat. When you came here last year, she was as thin as a little monkey."

Su An secretly pinched the little fat on her stomach, eating the sweet peanut candy was a bit sinful.

As an artist, he seems to have relaxed his body management a bit.

Grandma Li smiled and said: "It's good to be fat, the flesh is white and tender, and it's festive."

Han Youming happily reached an agreement with the old lady who has bad ears and eyes: "I also think it's good to be chubby."

Grandma Li looked back at him: "You are An An's father, right?"

Han Youming bit off the peanut candy and coughed awkwardly.

Su An laughed secretly and mocked Han Youming with her mouth: "Old man."

Grandma Li grabbed Han Youming's hand and said earnestly, "An An is a fool, you father, you have to protect him well, do you understand?"

Han Youming happily mouthed to Su An: "Little fool."

Grandma Li babbled while holding the hands of the two of them.

The old man loves to chatter when he is old, and he is reluctant to let go of everyone who is willing to talk to him.

The two chatted with the old man until dark before leaving.

Su An was going to the new film conference site the next day, and Han Youming was going back to the meeting, and the two drove back overnight.

Han Youming was in charge of driving, and Su An lay on the window to watch the night scene.

Su An poked at the flashing street lights through the car window.

Han Youming glanced at him and smiled, "My little friend."

Su An said: "Old man, you are too old, Grandma Li thought you were my father."

Han Youming drove the car slowly into the highway rest area, scratched Su An's chin: "Call me Dad."

Su An dodged like a baby: "Don't bark."

Han Youming slowly unbuckled his seat belt and moved over slowly.

Su An hid from the corner in horror: "You...what are you going to do...you pervert...uh..."

Han Youming put down the car seat and pressed Su An on it: "No, huh?"

Su An fluttered in the small space: "This is a public place...perverted..."

Han Youming pressed his little wife under him, and stroked slowly: "Good boy, just call, I want to hear."

This is probably a bad taste that all men will have.

Han Youming is a vulgar person, so naturally he cannot be exempt from vulgarity.

Su An said timidly: "Then... just call out, and we'll leave."

Han Youming squeezed the bulging chicken under his crotch, pretending to be serious and said: "Okay."

Su An took a deep breath under Han Youming, summoned up her courage, and whispered timidly, "Dad...Dad..."

Han Youming's nose and cock became hot at the same time, and he pinched Su An's little butt with his big hand: "An An, Dad can't take it anymore, you obediently take off your pants and let Dad go every day, be good."

Su An struggled in horror: "You said... you said you went home..."

Little O's slender arms and legs couldn't push away a big beast in heat, so he could only lay down on the rough car seat with his clothes torn, and protested nervously: "You... um... talk... Talking doesn't count... big pervert... um... pervert..."

He was still tied with a seat belt, and his range of struggle became very limited.

Han Youming took off his pants a few times, put his two white and tender thighs naked on his shoulders, and smiled lewdly: "An'an, call Dad, be good."

Su An blushed and kicked Han Youming: "Pervert..."

But his body was already used to the tone of Han Youming's order, and he slowly became wet uncontrollably.

Han Youming's bare legs were separated and placed on his shoulders, and the changes in his lower body were clearly visible.

Han Youming pinched Su An's half-hard cock: "An An, you'll get wet just by looking at it, huh?"

Su An fumbled helplessly on the seat with both hands, awkwardly embarrassed for a while, and said in a low voice: "Dad...Dad...don't come...tomorrow...well...there is still something to do... ..."

Han Youming said, "We'll make it quick, my dear."

Su An bit the bullet and opened her legs, and said timidly, "Then...then hurry up..."

Han Youming shook his big cock, aimed at the hot little asshole and stabbed fiercely to the end.

In the narrow carriage, Han Youming pressed on Su An and shook his body like a mad dog: "Little slut, call Dad, call!" Su An was dizzy from being fucked, and moaned and choked intermittently: "Daddy... um... Daddy lightly A little... ah... don't... don't be so deep... Dad... woo..."

Han Youming was even more excited, and the hard glans pushed heavily into the mouth of the palace.

Su Anbainen's body trembled for a while, and a stream of semen ejaculated from the half-hard cock, crying and grabbing Han Youming's shoulder: "Ah... so sour... woo... Dad is too big... Perverted... ...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

His body has been spoiled by Han Youming, and any stimulation can make him reach an unstoppable climax.

Han Youming listened to his little wife's sweet voice calling her daddy, the penis under his crotch grew bigger and bigger, and the penis was getting deeper and deeper.

The little wife's two white and tender long legs hung on his thick waist, and every time she was fucked, she would cry and tremble, and the secret place deep in her thighs was penetrated with lewd water, dripping on the car seat.

Han Youming shook his thick old waist, turned his hard penis head into the soft cervix, and fucked the sweet, soft and tender beauty until he cried and screamed.

Su An shivered and shrieked, before the pink and tender cock was completely hard, a few drops of thin semen spewed out again.

Su An muttered and sobbed in a trance: "I can't do it... Dad... I'm going to die... Mmm... I was fucked to death by my husband... My little ass hole is broken... Woooo... I can't come out..."

Han Youming continued to thrust in resolutely: "Let Dad see how many times An An can climax in one night, huh?"

Su An sobbed aggrievedly: "No... woo... don't cum... ah... don't... don't come in again..."

Han Youming unfastened Su An's seat belt: "An An, change your position."

Su An was lying on the flat car seat in a daze, Han Youming pressed down from above, and his thick penis stabbed in again mercilessly.

Su An's body, which had two orgasms, couldn't bear such a fierce fuck, and lay on the seat of the car, crying and struggling like a dying animal: "I don't want it... woo... old beast... ah... ...don't do it again...ummm...the asshole can't take it...uh..."

Han Youming pinched Su An's soft little cock and rubbed it.

Su An screamed and straightened her calf: "Ah..."

Han Youming smirked and asked, "Can An An still shoot? Huh?"

Su An cried and tried to struggle, but his limp body made him look like a ball of limp cotton candy: "I can't ejaculate... woo woo... forgive me... ah... spare me... woo woo ……dad……"

Han Youming pressed on Su An's little butt and fucked in circles, making the already unbearable little rabbit cry even more pitifully.

Su An was fucked to the third climax, and there was no sperm in her limp pouch, and a puddle of shameful prostatic fluid overflowed.The ass hole was even more flooded, and the hot water was poured on Han Youming's glans one by one.

Han Youming was refreshed physically and mentally by his little wife's abundant kinky water, and he pushed hard in: "An'an, Dad is about to cum, so follow it!"

The huge glans got stuck in the mouth of the cervix and swelled into a knot, and the hot thick sperm shot on the soft inner wall like a bullet.

Su An was shot by the scalding heat, cried and shivered a few times, her limp cock couldn't bear such intense pleasure, so she urinated all over the car.

Su An was so ashamed by the smell in the car, she cried and pulled Han Youming's hair: "Old bastard, it's all your fault... woo..."

Han Youming held his little wife in his arms and smiled: "It's all my fault, An An, call me daddy again."

【Chapter egg:】

what is love?

Love is blue sky, white clouds, clear sky, thousands of miles, sudden storm.

Love is the little white rabbit that suddenly jumps into your heart, jumps on the tip of your heart and tortures you.

Han Youming is in love.

This diamond king who has been single for more than ten years after the divorce is in love.

The love object is this little rabbit who is carefully plucking up the courage to say goodbye to him.

Han Youming looked at the table full of documents, and there were a thousand big bad wolves howling in his heart, wanting to eat the little rabbit alive.

But he can't.

He is a domineering president, and a domineering president cannot lose his soul because of a gray rabbit.

Su An said timidly: "Mr. Han, I...we agreed...you can...can be terminated by either party at any time...the contract..."

Han Youming took a deep breath.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath.

You are a tyrant, and a tyrant should look like a tyrant!

Han Youming said blankly: "Okay, you can go. That apartment is given to you as a breakup fee."

His mind was in a mess.

Is this little rabbit negotiating terms with him, or is he trying to force him to do something else by breaking up, such as proposing marriage or something?

Han Youming raised his head, waiting to see the shocked and regretful expression of the little rabbit.

At that time, he could take out the wedding ring that he had hidden in his pocket for two months and propose to that silly little rabbit.

But after Su An heard this sentence, the tension on his face immediately dissipated, and he almost jumped up with joy: "Thank you Mr. Han, I'm leaving!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already bounced out of Han Youming's office.

The back view is unprecedentedly relaxed and happy.