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Kuangzheng parked the car, took out the house keys, didn't know why Baochan's ears were so sharp, ran over to open the door for him, and threw himself on him as soon as the door opened, kissing his face with his feet.

Kuangzheng kicked the door shut behind him, put his arms around his waist, enjoying the intimacy of a small animal, Baochan had just taken a shower, his hair was wet, with a fragrance of grapefruit peel, he pecked at his mouth.

Kuangzheng made him smile: "Wait for me after washing so clean?"

Baochan pressed close to him, her eyelids and cheekbones were red: "I'll wash it too if you wait..."

Kuang Zheng didn't let him finish his sentence, he kissed him violently, sucked his lips, pried open his teeth, and told him with short panting and wet saliva what a kiss should be like for an adult, Bao Chan fell into his hot vortex, Eyes closed, mouth open, humming slightly.

Kuang Zheng held XX up and picked him up. He couldn't wait to go up to the second floor, so he went straight through the living room, threw it on the bed in the guest room, untied his suit and tie, and X went up.

Baochan waited for him like this, "hmm" for a while, and put his arms around his arms, (a sentence has been deleted here).Kuang Zheng found out that he longed for intimacy, even impatiently. It's normal for a young man at 28 to be his first "friend".

So he slowed down, let go of his hand desperately, turned over and lay aside.

Feeling lighter, Baozhan opened his eyes in disappointment: "Brother?"

Kuang Zheng sighed, and acted there: "I'm not very excited."

When Baochan heard this, he hurriedly leaned over: "What's wrong?"

"You don't let this or that," Kuang Zheng imitated those "overdrawn" middle-aged men in TV commercials, rubbing his temples wearily, "It's been a long time, I may be a little impotent."

Bao Chan said "I can't": "Are you...too tired from work, and have been under a lot of pressure recently?"

Kuang Zheng shook his head, pulled him over, and embraced him again.

Bao Chan sniffed the tobacco smoke on his chest, and slowly stretched out his hand, (a sentence is also omitted here): "Isn't this... good?"

Kuang Zheng looked down at that hand. It was long and thin, and it was always hidden in a sleeve on the stage. Now it was placed on that...

(a few paragraphs omitted here)

Baochan made him tremble, and asked in a low voice, "Can you do it?"

"Huh?" Kuang Zheng panted heavily.

"That," Baozhan blushed, "will you know it?"

Kuang Zheng stopped, looked into his eyes, and licked his red and swollen lips: "Not really."

Bao Chan flicked his eyelashes, as if he hesitated because he didn't know how to do it.

"But I will do other things." Kuang Zheng said immediately, in a coaxing tone.

Baochan took the bait, stared at him, wanted to try, but felt embarrassed, Kuangzheng was such a bad guy, at this juncture, he changed the subject: "By the way, are you hungry?" He deliberately whetted his appetite, "I'll get two piece of cake."

Saying that he got out of bed, Baozhan sat up in a daze, "Brother? I, I'm not hungry...Come back!"

Kuang was holding back his laughter outside. When he took the initiative, Baochan always hid. Now that he hides, Baochan sticks back greasy and crooked, like a kitten picked up from outside, sticking out its paw foolishly.

He returned with the cream cake, Baochan had already rolled himself up in the quilt, the old blouse and big shorts were folded and placed on the soft stool at the end of the bed, it was still dark, and the last ray of sunlight shone on his face through the gauze curtain , It illuminates one eye dark and the other bright, like a piece of half-melted honey.

"Bao Er," Kuang Zheng was sitting on the head of the bed, feeding him with a fork, "Is Xiao W in your group?"

"Well," Baochan revealed half of her shoulders from under the quilt, and grabbed the cake on the fork. "She always wears sunglasses, and she doesn't have a real name. Xiao Huang said it was her avatar. I think it's weird."

Kuang Zheng said, "Stay away from her."

She is not really Little W, an [-]th-line female star who dares to tell such a big lie in order to win a position, she is by Baochan's side, so she is not at ease.

"Master Jiu also said so." Baochan licked the cream on his mouth.

The fork that Kuang Zheng handed over stopped: "Wen Jiu?"

Bao Chan nodded: "He has a bad temper, always puts on celebrity airs, and likes to teach others, but..." He thought for a while, and said in Lan Tian's words, "He is not bad, once Xiao W tried to trick me, he Helped me out, and later told me that the female guests in the group have less contact, especially her."

Kuang Zheng frowned, threw the fork on the plate, and put it aside: "I found out why you always make friends with this and that outside?"

The same goes for Wen Jiu, so does Uncle Liang, Mr. Xiao, and that Kang Kang, who made Kuangzheng feel uneasy. He said this with a hint of jealousy, but Baochan didn't hear it, and said it vehemently. Kicking the quilt: "Isn't it just how I met you?"

In a word, Kuang Zheng choked.

"By the way," Baochan turned over and stepped on the minefield again, "I haven't seen Dahei in Yidong."

I don't know what happened to Dahei, but Kuangzheng's face turned dark anyway, he really wondered, how could he, Yushu Linfeng's real boyfriend, always end up being side by side with a dog?

Baochan finally saw that his face was not looking good, obediently moved into the bed, lifted the corner of the quilt, and patted the edge of the bed like a child: "Come up?"

Go, of course Kuangzheng will go, he tilted his head and sneered, shirt, trousers...

(with omission)

A few strands of soft hair fell down from his forehead, scratching his brow bone, and kissed his chin firmly.

Kuang Zheng had to admit that he was flattered to the point of asking, "Why?"

Bao Chan blushed and said something in a low voice.

"Huh?" Kuang Zheng didn't hear clearly.

Bao Chan leaned into his ear: "XX massage."

Kuang Zheng's eyes lit up and he whistled.

"Annoying." Baochan grabbed his ear.

"Press me when you bother me?" Kuang Zheng rubbed the tip of his nose against his.

Baochan muttered: "Didn't I laugh last time, this time..."

(a lot is omitted here, about Kuang Zheng’s sore jaw)

Bao Chan was caught in the aftertaste after XX, vaguely, and heard Kuang Zheng say: "It's so fast, you..."

Baochan turned over and turned her back to him.

After a while, Kuang Zheng stepped forward: "You can really scream."

Baochan was hot and humming, when the phone rang, it was his ringtone, and Kuangzheng handed him the phone.

"Hello..." Baochan connected with a hoarse voice.

"It's me," Lan Tian said, "where are you at home?"

Bao Chan opened his eyes: "Ah... yes."

"At Wanrong Bank today," Lan Tian asked, "Did you meet someone you know?"

Baochan half sat up: "Yes..."

In the third sentence, she went straight to the point: "Boyfriend?"

Bao Chan opened his eyes wide and didn't respond.

"Xiao Huang is obliged to tell me," Lan Tian said, "Don't blame him, it's for your own good."

Baochan listened to her quietly.

"It's okay, I've seen a lot," she said bluntly, "just to remind you, don't let it out."

Baochan pursed her lips: "Mmm..."

"Your image has been very positive so far," Lan Tian said in a gentle tone, "I watched today's video, two words, amazing," she chuckled, "wait for the fans to explode."