The next day, someone delivered goods to your door. They were all clothes selected according to the size of two people. When the goods arrived, the little bastard had just finished taking a shower and was wiping his hair. Su Leng was making breakfast in the kitchen. When he heard the doorbell, Su Leng came from the kitchen.
He stuck his head out and said, "You little bastard, open the door."
The little bastard stood up reluctantly and walked step by step to open the door. He underestimated it and said, "It's not going to do you any good and you won't let me fuck you. You still have the nerve to ask me to open the door!"
"What did you say!" Su Leng's gloomy voice sounded behind him. Fu Siyang smiled and spread his hands, "I didn't say anything. It's an auditory hallucination. It's definitely an auditory hallucination." When he opened the door, a tall man stood at the door.
, there were two big boxes behind him, Fu Siyang squinted his eyes, "Who are you?"
"Hello, sir, these are the goods you ordered last night, sir. They are all here now. The total is 1.03 million euros."
He signed a check expressionlessly, handed it over, gave a tip, and the man left. Fu Siyang moved the two boxes into the house and couldn't wait to open them. He was slightly surprised when he looked at the sets of clothes and accessories.
, raised his head and said in a deep voice toward the kitchen, "Xiao Leng Leng, when did you buy it?"
"Last night." Su Leng's voice came from the kitchen, "You try it first, it should be fine. We are about the same height, so there should be no problem with the size."
Happy to hold a set of clothes and change on the spot. Su Leng came out carrying two steaks and saw the little bastard's strong and strong naked body. It was very sexy. The fair skin had no flaws at all. He was as long as a jade. The little bastard was very sexy.
He rarely wears shirts, and has always worn knitted sweaters with shallow v-necks and deep v-necks, but today he chose a black shirt, a pair of brown slim trousers, a charming and evil smile, and a delicate face, which looks charming no matter how he looks.
A hint of evil.
Putting the breakfast in his hand on the table, he stepped forward and held his head, then asked his lips. The little bastard smiled and let Su Leng kiss him, "How do you feel?"
Su Leng's eyes flashed with admiration. In fact, the little bastard has a good face and a good figure. When it comes to choosing clothes, he can charm big-name men and women without too much modification. There is no way, the software is too good, and the hardware is useless.
"very nice."
The little bastard tilted his head and smiled evilly, and put his lips against Su Leng's ear, "Don't you think it makes you feel good?" The hot breath that seemed to be absent brushed against Su Leng's ear, and Su Leng pulled away from him with a smile.
Distance, "First fill your stomach with me, and then go out to have fun. You can't stay at home all the time."
"What can't I do? What can't I do? Watch a movie and go to bed. Besides, I haven't resisted successfully yet. At least it's only fair that we are 3:1. You 3 and I 1, okay?" He said without forgetting to give Su Leng a wink.
Su Leng thought he farted, walked to the table without saying a word, took a knife and fork and started eating the food.
Fu Siyang slowly sat down next to Su Leng, used his own fork to fork the steak on his plate and put it into his mouth, eating it happily. Su Leng kicked him, "Fu, don't you have any hands?"
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"Why should I refuse something that I enjoy so much? Besides, why don't you just take care of me? I have been taken care of by you since I was a child. You are responsible for what you doted on." The little bastard said shamelessly. Su Leng was at a loss for words.
Not to mention, he concentrated on cutting the two steaks. He cut them very seriously. Su Leng looked very elegant and noble. He was not as gorgeous as Mo Yan or as evil as Xi Yejue. He was the kind of person who was very focused.
A man who is impeccably elegant and noble. Every movement is elegant and noble to the extreme. Even when he is angry, he is elegant. His profile is like an ancient Greek statue with carefully carved temperament. The little bastard just grabbed Su Leng.
Look, there is a faint sense of satisfaction in my heart. If I had known that he would be turned over and beaten to death, I would not have wasted these three years. I have always felt that I am a straight man, and being straight has nothing to do with love.
Neither he nor Su Leng are gay.
It's just that the person I like and want to give to is a man. It's him who keeps trying to get into trouble and hurt Su Leng completely.
His beautiful peach blossom eyes glanced at Su Leng, not wanting to look away at all. Maybe his gaze was too hot. Su Leng didn't want to pretend to be dead but couldn't stand such hot sight. He turned his head slightly and looked into those deep eyes.
Their eyes met, and an indescribable throbbing flowed back. Su Leng smiled slightly, "What are you looking at?"
"Leng, I found that you are very beautiful."
Su Leng was stunned and didn't speak. It was rare to be calm. It was a luxury for them. After knowing Su Leng for so many years, Fu Siyang thought about it. There were not many opportunities for the two of them to have a meal together in peace like this.
Covered with melancholy, his heart ached a little. He woke up in the middle of the night last night and saw Su Leng puffing on the balcony, his back lonely and lonely. He didn't know that Su Leng could smoke. In his memory, Su Leng had never
Smoked.
The person standing in the mist seemed to have fallen into an extremely frightening low ebb. There was lingering sorrow between his tangled brows. He wanted to stretch out his hand to smooth it, but when he stood up, Su Leng had already pinched it in his hand.
The cigarette smoke, maybe standing outside for too long, gave me a chill.
He asked him what he was thinking about, but Su sneered and said nothing, saying that he was not thinking about anything.
Now that I think about it, Su Leng really has something serious hidden from him, but Su Leng doesn't want to say it, and he will never force it. Anyway, he will always be with him.
"Fu Siyang, you have an unforgettable face, you are more popular."
"Go away, you've made me look like a consignment product." Fu Siyang laughed while eating, forked a piece of steak and put it into Su Leng's mouth, "Try it, your skills are getting better and better, you can go
Be a chef."
"No," Su Leng refused sternly and disliked Fu Siyang's proposal. Fu Siyang was surprised, "Why?"
"They will lose their jobs."
"Pfft" Fu Siyang put his head on Su Leng's shoulder and laughed, "Leng, you have become humorous."
Seeing the little bastard lying on his shoulder, trembling with laughter, Su Leng let him go. It was still early after breakfast, so Su Leng kicked the little bastard who was lying aside pretending to be dead after eating enough.
Wash the dishes."
"Are you willing?"
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Su Leng ignored him and went straight upstairs carrying two boxes full of clothes. The little bastard pouted and walked directly into the kitchen carrying the dinner plate. After a while, he heard the sound of water, and Su Leng took a sip.
With a smile on his lips, he knew that this time, the little bastard was serious and serious, but in an instant, the dark color on his face became complicated and obscure.
The little bastard washed the dishes for the first time. He poured the entire bottle of detergent into it. His hands were covered with bubbles. He had a look of disgust on his face. His delicate facial features came together and he called Su Leng at the top of his voice, "Little Leng,
Come and take a look, take a look, oh, this bowl is very slippery, okay?"
There was a sound of clattering downstairs, and when the slender figure stood at the edge of the kitchen, his handsome face turned dark, he took the thing in Fu Siyang's hand and pushed him out.