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"Naked Color" Author: Fu Ran

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In fact, the love between two men is always simple to deep, especially the one at the bottom, as long as you want it, as long as I have it, then I can give it all to you.

Mo Ran thought for a while, then smiled slightly, but the sound of the man's heavy breathing could not go away.

If... If I met you earlier, wouldn't our story be a little different?

Who would have thought that Mo Ran, the general manager of the company who has always been unsmiling, is now enchanting like some kind of vine, tightly wrapped around the man's waist, catering to the violent impacts again and again by himself.

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If possible, I hope I will never see you again in my next life.

(Abstinence-type Xiaoshou VS tenderness and slag Gong) [I don’t know how to write tragedies, I promise he, after all, I am a thick and long father, light a cigarette——]

Content tags: urban love, love, war, love and kill each other

Search keywords: Protagonist: Mo Ran, Yan Moqin┃Supporting role: Lin Yunuo┃Others: Fu Ran

"Slut, raise your ass up!" Yan Moqin frowned, with an impatient expression on his face.

"Hmm... Ah!" Mo Ran carefully sniffed the smell of tobacco on the man's body, but because of shyness, he covered his pretty face with his arms.

"You didn't fucking eat! I won't fuck you anymore!" Yan Moqin had a tough attitude, and the dick under his crotch seemed to have a tendency to leave his pussy.

"Don't!" Mo Ran panicked, he didn't care to cover his face with his hands, he just rushed to grab the man.

I saw that the fair face was dyed pink due to emotion, the eyes were almost obsessed, out of focus, but shimmering, and the thin lips that did not look like a man let out an inaudible gasp.

After all, Yan Moqin was somewhat moved by Mo Ran's appearance, men are the same, the upper body is used to meet, the lower body is used to fall in love, and the dick suddenly swelled a bit because of this stimulation.

"You're a fucking slut." Yan Moqin cursed, the fierceness in his crotch continued to grow, and he slapped Mo Ran's ass, leaving an erotic sound.

Mo Ran seemed to be more excited, his legs were tightly wrapped around Yan Moqin's waist, and he kept lifting his buttocks to meet him.

But Yan Moqin still seemed dissatisfied, stopped his movements, and Mo Ran was still rolling in the ocean of lust, obviously not aware of what happened, just lifted his butt, and flicked the man's cock up and down a few times, meaning to urge him move quickly.

Mo Ran himself didn't realize how despicable he looked now.

Yan Moqin snorted ungratefully, his eyes full of teasing: "Slut, can't help it?"

Mo Ran hummed a few times unconsciously.

Men always like to call him a slut or a slut when they are having sex, which is as ugly as possible, forcing Mo Ran to make excuses time and time again, and say even more despicable things to him.

But Mo Ran is not a masochist. He is the general manager of the company. He is abstinent and has an iceberg temperament, coupled with a good-looking face. The meticulous general manager during the day, at night, will really turn into a female animal in heat, only caring about making love to men non-stop.

It's not that Mo Ran is hypocritical, but only in this way can he feel that the man who is turning upside down on him at the moment also loves him.

Seeing Mo Ran's appearance, Yan Moqin uttered a truly contemptuous disdain.

This voice was so cold that Mo Ran, who was hot all over, was like a dream slowly waking up.

Mo Ran's eyes gradually became clear, but he seemed reluctant to be clear.

"Slut, do you like being fucked by a man's big cock so much?"

Mo Randen's face was completely reddened. Facing Yan Moqin's question, he would rather be depraved and not know the east, west, north, south, and he would not face it.

It is too difficult for a thin-skinned, shy, and abstinent person to answer this kind of question.

But Yan Moqin who asked the question obviously didn't have that much patience waiting for Mo Ran to brew his feelings.

Mo Ran also knows the answer Yan Moqin wants and he will answer it immediately. If you love someone for a long time and love to the point of humbleness, it will inevitably be fragile and sensitive. Mo Ran does not want to lose this careful relationship.

"Hi... like..." Mo Ran spit out these words slowly, like the ending of aphrodisiac.

"Dick cao, do you enjoy fucking?" Yan Moqin didn't feel too embarrassed when he heard a satisfactory answer, and slowly grinded his cock in the hole.

"Cool... the coolest."

"Cao, you are so sao, can't you live without a man every day?" Yan Moqin looked at Mo Ran's willingness to sink, which only increased his sadistic desire.

"Ah—!" Mo Ran didn't have time to answer this time, he was robbed of consciousness by the strong stimulation, and lost his mind again, Yan Moqin also understood that this was Mo Ran's sensitive point.

"Only...just let you cao... ah! Hmm... ah..." Mo Ran almost shouted this sentence.

Yan Moqin looked with satisfaction at the man who kept twisting his waist under him trying to please him, and finally started to move his crotch again.

"Call louder! Sao more!"

"Yeah... ah, Mo Qin, your cock fucks me so much, ah..." Mo Ran finally completely lost his usual appearance, panting violently, and the red fruit on his chest trembled slightly.

"Moqin...Moqin! It's too deep, I'm going to fuck it inside! Ahhh...it's no good, I'm going to lose weight!"

The man lying on him who was constantly moving seemed to be on the verge of lust. After Mo Ran ejaculated, the intestinal wall tightened suddenly, and Yan Moqin confessed to it after a few more thrusts. The seeds of desire were sown to the depths Mo Ran's body convulsed with excitement.

"Ah...well, Mo Qin, I love you..." Mo Ran pressed his face tightly against the man's chest, and finally raised his head cautiously, wanting to kiss the man.

The man immediately realized what Yan Moqin wanted to do, and glanced aside mercilessly with his resolute face.

Mo Ran froze, his body couldn't help trembling after the passion.

"Mochin..."

"Don't do things that disgust me." Yan Moqin turned his head, not wanting to see the disappointment and almost humble pleading on Mo Ran's face.

"Morning manager."

"Morning." Mo Ran put on a professional smile, straightened his tie, turned around and said to the staff who greeted him.

Neither close nor distant.

Through the thin lens, it seemed that he would never be able to understand what Mo Ran was thinking. Fortunately, the employees had long been used to the appearance of their manager.

"Manager, I have placed the design plan of the company's new concept jewelry on your desk this time, and I will review it later."

"Okay." Mo Ran nodded, watched the staff leave the office, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Only at a very, very close distance can one see the moisture in Mo Ran's eyes and the abnormal redness at the corners of his eyes. A vibration from between his thighs made Mo Ran clenched his lower lip.

Stuffing a vibrating egg in the ass is already a plot that even novels don't want to describe.

Mo Ran closed his eyes, his brain was in chaos, and his sensitive body could not help but be attracted by that vibrating egg.

Fortunately, Yan Moqin never kissed him, and there was no "little strawberry" on his body that made his staff criticize. Even if the love was deep, it would only leave a light lick on his collarbone.The blush when I lick it, and then, like Cinderella's glass slipper, it can't even last a night.

But if he had to choose between being gossiped by his subordinates and having some clean traces of lust on his body, Mo Ran would definitely choose the former, so that he could be convinced over and over again that that man was by his side.

Mo Ran calmed down, finally calmed down and tried not to care about the throbbing throbbing, and casually opened the jewelry design plan that the staff put on the table.

Mo Ran's company is mainly based on jewelry design, which is an industry that is too romantic, so it makes me always have unreasonable thoughts. Mo Ran always laughs at himself like this.

Logically speaking, no matter how bad a jeweler is, he would use a tail ring to decorate himself, but Mo Ran's hands were as clean as scallions, slender and tender, and even a plain white silver ring between his fingers No, what exactly I was waiting for, I am afraid only I can understand this bitterness.

The design direction of this issue is a pair of rings. Looking at the various pair of rings in the planning book, which seemed to emit eternal light, Mo Ran squinted his eyes again.

When was the last time I wore something on my fingers? It seems that I have also worn "pairing rings" with Yan Moqin.

It seemed to be early summer, the air was humid and restless, Yan Moqin was suddenly in a good mood for some reason, it was rare to take himself out for a meal at a food stall, and then took a walk by the river with two cans of Coke, and finally the two were on the steps by the river Sit down, with the unknown evening wind blowing, each is silent in his own mind.

Mo Ran noticed that Yan Moqin was in a good mood, but he was still afraid that he would make him angry because he accidentally said the wrong thing, so his Adam's apple slid up and down twice, and he was about to drink two sips of Coke to relieve his mood.

You see, Mo Ran has always been covering himself up so clumsily, making a perfect shadow.

The beautiful finger hooked the tab, but the expected sound of carbon dioxide popping out of the bottle did not come out. I don’t know if Mo Ran was too anxious or what. It opened, leaving only an empty ring awkwardly between the fingers, neither to throw nor to put it down.

This appearance seemed to have amused Yan Moqin, who was lying on the bed