Chapter 8

There is not much difference in the early morning every day. As soon as Xiong Zhipeng opened his eyes, he saw Rong Baiwen's sleeping face. He has always felt that the way his wife sleeps and the way she just wakes up is different from usual. The quiet face of his wife when he was sleeping made his heart soften, and the confused eyes when he woke up made his heart soften even more.

Xiong Zhipeng stretched out his hand to his wife's genital, and her wife was indeed awake in the morning. It is also the husband's responsibility to solve his wife's sexual desire problems. Xiong Zhipeng thought of it for granted and excitedly rubbed the genitalia with his hands. Then he pulled the quilt up, got into the bed, and then burrowed into Rong Baiwen's lower body.

Rong Baiwen slept soundly and could not feel anyone separating his legs. Xiong Zhipeng had a high body temperature and had the habit of sleeping naked, but he had to wear at least a pair of underwear in places like the dormitory where there was no private space. It was also in Rong Baiwen's private residence. There were only the two of them in the whole villa, so he felt confident and boldly naked. He even makes Rong Baiwen sleep naked with him.

Although the bed was relatively dark, Xiong Zhipeng could only vaguely see the shape of the genitalia, but his nose could smell the faint fishy smell of the genitalia. Xiong Zhipeng immediately stuck out his tongue and licked the sensitive glans head. He didn't know how many times he had licked and touched the glans head. As soon as he touched the tongue coating, it hardened a bit. He squeezed the tip of his tongue into the mouth of the bell and licked all the tender meat he could lick. After simulating the movement of the piston, he gently inserted the bell mouth to stimulate more and more cum out of the bell mouth. Xiong Zhipeng naturally licked the cum.

"Um..." The pleasure from the genitalia made Rong Baiwen groan in his sleep.

Xiong Zhipeng stopped licking his genitalia maliciously, raised Rong Baiwen's buttocks slightly with both hands, buried his face in the buttocks, and stretched out his tongue to lick the small hole in the back. The tip of the tongue traces each fold, and after a while, the folds are licked wet, and then the tip of the tongue pierces the constricted orifices of the folds. Xiong Zhipeng felt the hole shrink, and his tongue gradually licked it soft, revealing a small hole, he hurriedly inserted his tongue into the hole, the tender meat clamped his tongue, and he sent body fluid into the small hole, moistening the tender meat.

The little pussy that the cock was used to was easily licked soft by him, and the wet tender meat wriggled to bring the body fluid into the depths of the intestines. When Xiong Zhipeng thought that he could loosen this small pussy immediately, the cock became harder. He patiently licked his pussy softer, and when he inserted two fingers to try to be soft enough to accommodate the cock, his upper body got out of the bed, and his lower body was stuck between Rong Baiwen's legs.

Rong Baiwen's face became a little red because of the pleasure, the faint redness on his cheeks made Xiong Zhipeng's lower body tighten, he lifted Rong Baiwen's legs, and held the cock against the wet and soft hole. He couldn't help rubbing the hole, and he could feel the horse's eyes sucking the head of the penis. The horse's eye is numb, and he can't wait for the more transparent liquid to flow out to make the hole even wetter.

Rong Baiwen still slept without feeling, Xiong Zhipeng bowed his head and kissed his nose: "Dear little pig, I'll fuck you if you don't wake up."

Saying that the head of the glans squeezed into the hole, and Xiong Zhipeng sighed with the comfort that the skin and flesh of the hole tightly restrained the head. He continued to insert it slowly, bit by bit, feeling the warmth wrapped by the flesh as he stretched out his intestines. The deeper he went in, the more he couldn't help but push harder. The tip of his penis rubbed the sensitive point and stayed silent. Xiong Zhipeng could hear his wife's breathing getting thicker, a shallow humming sound came from his throat, and the exposed little nipple also hardened.

Seeing his wife sleeping, Xiong Zhipeng's heart was full of joy, his rough thumb and index finger pinched the small nipple on one side and twisted it thinly and quickly. The flat nipple immediately became larger and the color was bright red.

Xiong Zhipeng loved the little nipple's reaction to the death, and immediately shrugged his waist, and his thick black and purple cock made a small hole. Rong Baiwen's body was shaken, and a lot of kinky juice was sprayed on his scrotum and the other party's pubic hair. Xiong Zhipeng deliberately pulled out the whole stick every time, before the acupoints could close in time, and then dried them to the base of the cock.

"Ah..." Rong Baiwen frowned, vaguely seeing a vast ocean, and while he was floating in the ocean, his lower body was inexplicably hot, and the little hole at the back seemed to be inserted by something. Something is very ferocious, churning in the intestines. The huge hard object was still grinding against his sensitive point, and his body instinctively leaned towards the thing, and the door opened wide to let the thing in and out.

Ah... no... how can you be so unscrupulous?

Rong Baiwen touched his lower body in a daze. The finger just touched the hard thing in the hole, just when it was pulled out, bringing out a large amount of kinky juice, and then his hand was grabbed by a big hand, and his two fingers were inserted into the wet little hole.

"Ah... no..." His fingers dry his pussy, and the other party's hand also drives his fingers to stir the pussy, letting him know how wet and turbulent the pussy is. Only a big cock can dry the water in the pussy, and the pussy can be unbearable.

Rong Baiwen took the initiative to use his fingers to poke his pussy. His fingers not only went deep into the pussy and spun to comfort the kinky flesh but also pulled the pussy to reveal the gap, eager for the big cock to come in. He twisted his buttocks and swung his genitals lustfully. He tried to open his eyes, but his eyelashes failed. After trembling for a long time, he still didn't open his eyes and demanded eagerly: "Husband... ah... I... dick cover wants my husband's big dick... ah... um... hurry..."

Xiong Zhipeng looked at his handsome face dyed with blush, and the thin lips said obscene words, and he couldn't help it. Even though Rong Baiwen didn't pull out his fingers, he pushed straight into the small slits pulled out by his fingers. The existence of the fingers made the inside of the small hole narrower, and the cock was tightly attached to the horny flesh, which enhanced the sense of friction and also enhanced pleasure. Rong Baiwen kicked his legs unbearably, but because Xiong Zhipeng was carrying his legs, his buttocks pressed against each other's crotch without gaps, and his delicate toes curled up.

Xiong Zhipeng grabbed one of his ankles and licked the arched soles of his feet with his tongue. Rong Baiwen, who finally opened his eyes, shook violently. Xiong Zhipeng rubbed his instep with his stubble-grown face, rubbed his stubble-covered chin on the soles of his feet, opened his mouth to hold his big toe, licked his tongue along the tip of his toe, and spit it out.

The image of the masculine man swallowing his toes caught Rong Baiwen's eyes and stimulated his brain directly. He couldn't help but lift his other foot and caress the man's short, hard hair with his toes, and his ears, and the man licked and kissed his feet, not letting go of each toe, his tongue slipping across each The tips of the toes, and then licking each toe gap carefully.

Such an obscene picture caught Rong Baiwen's eyes. There was a strange pleasure in the body, as if he was controlling this man from beginning to end, every part of his body, whether it was clean or dirty, this man was willing to lick, making every inch of his body tremble and go crazy for him.

"Old... husband..." Rong Baiwen called out to the man from the bottom of his heart, "Kiss me..."

Xiong Zhipeng let go of his feet, and as he leaned down, the cock pierced deeper into the hole. He lowered his head and kissed Rong Baiwen's lips as if kissing Rong Baiwen's apex, which made his heart tremble. He wrapped his arms around the man's broad back and demanded emotionally, "Use your big dick to ejaculate in me."

Of course, Xiong Zhipeng couldn't refuse this request. He pressed Rong Baiwen under his body, and his whole body was excited and shuddered because of Rong Baiwen's request. Hungry and thirsty, biting the cock and holding on to it. While waiting for Xiong Zhipeng to thrust, they both groaned at the same time due to the intense pleasure.

However, the first urination in the morning was suffocating in his bladder. When the cock went in, Rong Baiwen could hardly hold back the strong urge to urinate. With red eyes, he tapped Xiong Zhipeng on the shoulder and whispered, "Uh... go to the bathroom... I want to pee..."

How could Xiong Zhipeng be willing to pull it out of his wife's body at this time, he reached out and picked up Rong Baiwen. Rong Baiwen had no choice but to hug his neck, his legs tightly clamped around his waist. At this time, he not only had to hold back the strong urge to urinate but also the pleasure brought by the cock that only took one step behind him. The urge to urinate and the pleasure tortured his body together. It was a short walk, but it was as long as a century.

Just as Xiong Zhipeng's feet stepped into the bathroom, Rong Baiwen let go of his hands and struggled to land. The pleasure of pulling the kinky meat out of the thick and long cock almost made his feet soft. Fortunately, he held the toilet tank in time.

Xiong Zhipeng's eyes stared straight at the small round hole in the middle of his pouted butt. The moist little hole was bright red, but the tender meat inside was pink and tender. Rong Baiwen lifted the toilet lid. The small hole was looming between the buttocks, and Xiong Zhipeng couldn't help swallowing saliva. When Rong Baiwen straightened up and supported his genital to pee, he finally couldn't help his animalistic nature, opened his buttocks, and put his cock into the wet little hole.

Rong Baiwen groaned and the urge to urinate went back. He weakly ordered: "Let go of me..." Xiong Zhipeng put his arms around his waist and his genital with the other: "Piss, I won't disturb you."

This is not called disturbing then what is disturbing? Rong Baiwen tugged his hands on his waist, Xiong Zhipeng deliberately pressed his lower abdomen, and the strong urge to urinate and the pleasure of thrusting from the rear came together, Rong Baiwen groaned and cursed: "Beast!"

"Beasts love you the most." Xiong Zhipeng said while kissing his earlobe.

He massaged his lower abdomen with his big hands, and his cock slammed into the crypt, the urge to urinate and the pleasure made Rong Baiwen's legs softly hold the water tank. Xiong Zhipeng spread his legs to let him stand, clasped his waist with one hand, and held his genital to the toilet with the other. Rong Baiwen closed his eyes in shame.

"Don't be shy, wife, you've been urinated by me several times. Now it's just normal urination. There's nothing to be shy about." Xiong Zhipeng deliberately said it lightly, but the meat stick resisted the sensitive point massage, which caused Rong Baiwen to clamp the small hole tightly to prevent himself from urinating.

Urinating out and forcibly urinating are two completely different things. Now, urinating in front of a man breaks Rong Baiwen's bottom line. He doesn't want to urinate, but Xiong Zhipeng's meat stick hits his small hole, pressing on his bladder, forcing him to urinate.

"Wu... You bastard..."

Xiong Zhipeng, who has always been a jerk, slammed into the intestines vigorously, the glans accurately pressed the bladder every time, and a stream of pale yellow urine was ejected from the genital and fell into the toilet. Rong Baiwen turned his head and glared at the bastard behind him. Xiong Zhipeng grabbed his chin and kissed his lips hard, while his crotch hit his ass faster and faster.

When Rong Baiwen drained his urine, Xiong Zhipeng's crotch pressed against his ass, and a large stream of hot semen hit the intestinal wall. The sensitive intestinal wall suddenly spasmed, and the big hand holding Rong Baiwen's genitalia quickly stroked a few times. Rong Baiwen had not recovered from the refreshing feeling of urinating and was forced to ejaculate again, and the whole person was shivering.

Xiong Zhipeng exhaled a long breath, hugged Rong Baiwen's waist tightly, pulled out his cock, and picked up Rong Baiwen: "Wife, go back to bed and sleep."

In just a few short steps, Rong Baiwen's small hole that could not be closed was dripping with semen. Xiong Zhipeng deliberately inserted his finger into the small hole, stirred it, and more semen flowed out. He put Rong Baiwen on the bed and watched with satisfaction that Rong Baiwen's legs were filled with his semen.

To take pictures.

Xiong Zhipeng happily kissed the photo taken by the mobile phone.

Stupid, I deserve your kisses more than pictures, Rong Baiwen thought vaguely.

Life went on like this every day. Xiong Zhipeng went to work happily every day, only the smiling face that said "I am not a single dog" flashed blindly to a construction worker. But he just doesn't show off like others, he never talks about how his "girlfriend" is, but everyone still sees his changes from the details, because construction workers are exposed to dirty work every day. With too much work, everyone's clothes have always been cheap and dirt-resistant. If you wear light-colored clothes a few times, you will not be able to wash them cleanly, and you will end up throwing them away. Therefore, few people wear light-colored clothes. One day Xiong Zhipeng wore a pure white T-shirt to work. At first glance, he knew that it was bought by his "girlfriend", and he showed it off in a low-key manner.

It is strange that General Manager Rong, who has always been well-dressed and capable, also wore a white T that day, and the style was similar to Xiong Zhipeng's. No one took this matter to heart.

Xiong Zhipeng, who put on his work clothes, always touched Rong Baiwen next to him, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "You're handsome."

Rong Baiwen's ears turned red in an instant, he turned around with the folder in his hand, and the person in charge didn't understand why he suddenly walked away and looked at Xiong Zhipeng: "Xiong Zhipeng, what did you just say to make the general manager angry?"

"I said he was handsome."

The person in charge doesn't think there's anything to be angry with about this, so why did the general manager leave?

"Next time, don't make a fuss about people suddenly. If you work hard for a few years, I will raise you one rank. If you offend the general manager, you can only be a coolie for the rest of your life." The person in charge likes Xiong Zhipeng, a generalist who knows everything and is good at everything.

Xiong Zhipeng nodded solemnly. Getting promoted and getting closer to your wife is a good goal.

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Many times, I feel that I am getting closer and closer to the other party, but in the place where I can't see, the other party is very far away from me, like a dreamy and beautiful bubble, broken when touched, and like a ray of sunshine, I don't know how many thousands of miles away. Light-years have only illuminated, and I can see the sun but cannot touch the sun, just like you and me.

Xiong Zhipeng forgot where he saw these words, he was hypocritical and self-pity. He believes that as long as he works hard, even if he can't impress the other party's heart, he will leave the deepest imprint on the other party's heart. He is a seed in the desert. As long as it rains, he will take root and germinate, greedily absorb Rong Baiwen's feelings as nutrients, and grow into a big tree that will sink Rong Baiwen.

No matter what happens in the future, he will be the strongest support for his wife, but his wife does not rely on him at all, and he feels a little lost.

Xiong Zhipeng flipped through the text messages on his cell phone boredly. The last text message Rong Baiwen left him was: I'll go back to my father, don't wait for me to come back for dinner.

Alas, his wife is home, and he doesn't know how long it will take to come back. The crucian carp soup in the pot is still hot, and the dishes on the table are still hot, but he has no intention of eating.

Alas, his wife also has a father. He heard that this father is very difficult to deal with. When will he let his wife come back?

Alas, his wife's age is not too young, will his father ask him to go on a blind date? Then his wife becomes someone else's husband...

Wait... what am I thinking about?

Xiong Zhipeng sat up abruptly and quickly sent a text message over.

[Wife, when are you coming back? I can't eat anymore.]

A few minutes later, the phone rang for a text message.

[Good, eat well, if you starve to death, find a place to bury yourself.]

[Wife, I will eat well, when you come back, don't bury me QAQ]

Rong Baiwen couldn't help laughing when he saw the text message.

[That's good.]

After sending the last text message, Rong Baiwen put away his phone. He stared at the dim light outside the car window. It had been ten minutes since he drove into the parking lot. He was originally an outsider who didn't fit in with this family. Whether he wanted to blend in or not, he was the most orthodox wedlock child, and there was no need to treat an illegitimate child with a hypocritical face.

Heh, they are just the lucky ones who are promoted to legitimate children among the many illegitimate children. In the eyes of a "great" father, they are all just the same puppet candidates, and there is no difference.

Rong Baiwen stuffed his phone into his pocket, opened the door, and walked out of the parking lot.

Ma Zhang opened the door, and just as Rong Baiwen stepped into the door, an ashtray smashed straight at his head. Rong Baiwen dodged quickly, the ashtray rubbed his forehead and flew over, and fell to pieces with a bang.

Rong Baiwen's forehead was burning with pain. When he touched the forehead, there was a little blood on his fingertips, and his expression became more and more indifferent.

"How dare you hide? If you can hide, then don't come back." Rong Gui slammed on the armrest of the sofa and jumped up, roaring angrily.

Li Yanli supported Rong Gui with a worried look on her face: "Husband, don't be so mad. You didn't see anyone when Baiwen came back last time. Now that you've finally seen him, you can kill the fire, I'll come back to see you anyway." She turned her head and gave her son a wink.

Rong Baiwu immediately understood and took Rong Gui's hand with one hand: "Dad, brother is back, it means that brother still remembers you."

"This villain remembers me? In his heart, I, the father, may not know where to die. The wings are hard and I can fly. I wish I died sooner!" Rong Gui stared at Rong Baiwen, saying every word It seemed to be angry words when he came out, but Rong Baiwen felt that there was viciousness hidden in his eyes.

Rong Baiwen was graceful and walked leisurely to a single sofa and sat opposite them. A red streak with a hint of blood on the forehead ruined the flawless face. He raised the corner of his mouth, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said in a slow tone, "The husband and wife are harmonious, the father is kind and the son is filial, it is very suitable for you."

He looked at everyone present with a smile: "But my mother is dead. If you want your husband and wife to be harmonious, go underground and make peace with her husband and wife. As for me and your father and son, it is not difficult. You take the initiative to get down from the position of president and transfer 30% of the shares to me, and I will accompany your father and son."

"You want to be mad at me!" Rong Gui was trembling all over, his face as if he was in his early 40s was full of ferocity. He picked up the fruit plate on the coffee table and smashed Rong Baiwen. Fortunately, Li Yanli and Rong Baiwu stopped him.

"Brother, don't be angry with Dad." Rong Baiwu pleaded.

Rong Baiwen smiled playfully: "Don't worry, I won't be as bad as Dad did, I will leave some dividends to Dad, enough for Dad to support you illegitimate children of mistresses."

This sentence can make someone so angry that he can hardly hide the maliciousness in his eyes. He has been in the Ronghua Group for nearly 20 years. Who would dare to take his face like this on the spot? He is the biggest boss of the Ronghua Group, the only emperor, no one can question or refute him, and no one can threaten his status! The dead bastard with the surname Hua has been dead for so many years, and still haunts him, how can such a person be called a woman? Although he took a fancy to her ability to make money from the beginning, a woman must not only be able to make money, but also take care of her family, and be virtuous, not just to make money and have children. When he has no money, he can tolerate the existence of such a woman. Why should he tolerate such a woman who has a higher status than him in the company and has more say in business than him when he has money?

The best destination for a woman who is overpowering him and threatening his status is to get out! He didn't expect the old man to die, the older he grew, the more he looked like the old man, and his face was at least seven-pointed, especially when the corners of his mouth were smiling.

He will always remember the crazy laughter of the bitch before his death, and the arrogant curse: "Rong, I will let you understand what it is like to be planted from a high place! Hahahaha..."

This bitch didn't want him to live in peace until he died, so he made a will to prevent him, and he deserved to die in a lunatic asylum!

Rong Gui hated his dead ex-wife and his eldest son who hated getting shares. When his ex-wife died, his attitude towards the eldest son naturally changed. Even if they are workers, other parents have to sharpen their heads and send their children to private schools with better teachers and equipment. Rong Baiwen chose whichever he was admitted to. If he failed, he went from the private school where his mother sent him to primary school to high school.

Rong Gui's most caring child is Rong Baiwu, born to his current wife, Li Yanli, who is his favorite mistress. Rong Baiwu has a sweet mouth and knows how to please him. The most important thing is to be obedient. No matter how he paved the way for this child, the child would not resist. It's not like a child born to a dead bastard, who is born to be a debt collector. Not only is he unwilling to hand over the shares in his hand, but he also wants to take the shares from him every day and drive him out of power.

There are no doors.

Rong Gui thought coldly, looking at Rong Baiwen's eyes were full of piercing chills. The shares left by the dead bitch were a thorn in his heart. If he didn't pull it out, he couldn't sleep well all day, and he was always worried that the dead bitch's child would bring him down.

The worse Rong Gui's attitude towards Rong Baiwen, the more reassured Li Yanli feels. Only when they became enemies, her son would have more opportunities to occupy more property, and the part allocated to Rong Baiwen would be insignificant.

Li Yanli followed Rong Gui's back and pretended to persuade Rong Baiwen: "Xiaowen, how can father and son have an overnight feud? Besides, your father is too old to be angry. You are not filial."

Rong Baiwen picked up the teacup and seemed to taste it slowly, and his stretched brows did not show any concern: "He has always believed that I am an unfilial son. In his heart, the best thing is always an illegitimate son who will please him. There is not much difference between filial piety and unfilial piety."

Li Yanli's mother and son, who were present, understood all this, but they dared not say it, and the worse the relationship between Rong Gui and Rong Baiwen, the better for their mother and son, and the less stupid they would be to say it.

"You..." Rong Gui pointed at the door with a ferocious face and roared, "...Get out!"

After drinking tea, Rong Baiwen put down the teacup, stood up without hesitation, and said with a sneer, "I've seen it, and I've done my filial piety. Since Dad, you don't want to see me and want me to get out, then I'll get out. Goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left without any hesitation.

Even if he drove out of the parking lot and left the iron gate of the villa, Rong Baiwen could still hear Rong Gui's cold voice from the villa.

"How dare you challenge me, a child born to a slut is a slut!"

Rong Baiwen raised the corners of his mouth as if nothing had happened.

In the face of desire and ambition, what are wives and children? The wife can remarry, and children can be reborn, in the eyes of his "good" father, they are nothing but his possessions. All actions and thoughts are given priority to him, and he has absolute control over them.

"I want to be a person, not an object."

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When he got home, as soon as Rong Baiwen opened the door, he saw Xiong Zhipeng mopping the floor. He was wearing a red plaid apron that the hourly worker had kept in the cupboard. He had to bend over to hold the mop. His tall body looked very aggrieved.

As soon as Rong Baiwen saw Xiong Zhipeng's appearance, he hugged his chest, circled him, and looked at him amusingly. Xiong Zhipeng was puzzled by him and asked him why he kept staring at him with his eyes.

Rong Baiwen touched his chin: "Don't you feel uncomfortable with such a big man bending over with a mop?"

Xiong Zhipeng has always done his housework, while Rong Baiwen has always hired part-time workers to take care of the housework and never wastes time on housework. After Xiong Zhipeng moved in with him, he took care of most of the housework, including grocery shopping and cooking. Xiong Zhipeng never felt that there was any problem, and he was willing to take care of his wife's daily life.

Xiong Zhipeng ignored his teasing and dragged the mop between Rong Baiwen's feet: "Stand behind me, I just dragged the place you are stepping on now."

Rong Baiwen stood behind him, took off his suit and tie, threw it into the sofa, and immediately hugged Xiong Zhipeng from behind. In normal times, Xiong Zhipeng would not feel heavy, but he is mopping the floor now, and the weight behind him makes it difficult for him to mop the floor.

"I'm not laughing at you, I just think it's weird." Rong Baiwen whispered, with a tone of unease.

"What's so strange?" Xiong Zhipeng couldn't do anything about him, so he let him hold him.

"I wonder why you are willing to pay." Although housework is a trivial matter, Rong Baiwen has lived alone for a long time and understands that housework is all the little things piled up together, which is a waste of people's energy, so he would rather hire someone to do housework and not want to waste energy on household chores that have no economic output.

"Because of three words." Xiong Zhipeng simply stopped mopping the floor, straightened his waist, and let the other side's chest rest against his back.

"Which three words? Tell me." Rong Baiwen asked, rubbing his lips against the back of his neck, his hot breath sprayed on his skin, extremely ambiguous.

"Do you want to hear it?" Xiong Zhipeng asked knowingly, placing his left hand around his waist and gently rubbing the back of the other's hand.

"Well, I want to hear it." Rong Baiwen's heart was aroused by him for a long time, and his blood seemed to become hot and hot, as long as the man said those three words, it would boil.

"I love you." Xiong Zhipeng said these three words softly.

The blood boiled, Rong Baiwen took out the mop in Xiong Zhipeng's hand, and the mop fell to the ground with a "pop". Then he twisted Xiong Zhipeng's body and pushed him to the nearest sofa.

Xiong Zhipeng threw himself into the sofa. He looked up at Rong Baiwen, who was blushing hotly. Rong Baiwen unbuttoned the metal buckle of the leather belt in front of his face, zipped down the zipper with his slender fingers, and finally took off his pants. The two rounded buttocks are wrapped in the small panties so that you can't help but look at the firm buttocks, and between the long straight legs is the bulging part of the small panties.

Rong Baiwen's hairstyle has not yet spread out, and the appearance of wearing a white shirt on the upper body reveals a bit of abstinence from the superior, but the flushing on his face reveals a little estrus desire, and the lower body is tightly wearing thin small panties. Showing his strong desire.

Xiong Zhipeng's breathing suddenly stopped, watching Rong Baiwen spread his legs and knelt on both sides of his legs. The black leather sofa made his knees and thighs white and smooth, and the calf and thigh muscles were bulging with beautiful curvature. The hem reveals a slender waist, and the beautiful abs make you want to touch it.

Rong Baiwen supported Xiong Zhipeng's shoulders, leaned down slightly, lowered his head, and kissed his lips. The thin lips seemed to suffer from skin thirst, and the light kiss gradually turned into a warm, deep kiss. Xiong Zhipeng grabbed each other's waist and tasted Rong Baiwen's enthusiasm carefully. As their tongues intertwined, Rong Baiwen's lower body became more swollen than just before, and the panties stretched out the shape of his genitalia. There was a watermark on the piece of cloth that was on the head of the penis.

The kiss was finally separated, Rong Baiwen tightened his butt and lifted it, letting Xiong Zhipeng see the strong desire of his lower body, and said in a slightly hoarse voice sexy: "Husband, the panties have gotten smaller, and the front hurts. Help me take them off."

That's right, take it off and let the wife have a good time making out with the big dick husband.

Xiong Zhipeng hooked the elastic band of his panties, and with excitement and urgency, he pulled the panties under his thighs. His bloodshot and swollen genitalia was exposed straight. Xiong Zhipeng raised Rong Baiwen's leg with one hand and took off his panties with the other.

The small panties were thrown onto the coffee table that Xiong Zhipeng had removed from its original position because of mopping the floor.

Rong Baiwen immediately knelt on the man's lap, he held his cock and pressed it towards Xiong Zhipeng's lower body. Xiong Zhipeng quickly unzipped his trousers, took out his cock and penis, and leaned against his penis.

"Does my husband like my penis head that rubs against you?" Rong Baiwen said, panting and rubbing the penis head of the cock. One of the two penis heads was red and the other was black and purple, but they were rubbing their necks like the closest partners. The edges and corners rubbed against each other, and the cum was smeared on each other's glans, so good that Xiong Zhipeng and Rong Baiwen used their glans to rub the sensitive tendon under each other's glans.

"I like my wife's cock head rubbing against my cock head, it's so good. Wife, if you rub my cock again, my cock not only wants the cock cover behind my wife to be my wife but also wants my wife's cock to be my wife." Xiong Zhipeng clasped Rong Baiwen's waist tightly and pressed his crotch to his own. Not only was his scarlet genital roughened by his glans, but the bells on the red top were leaking out more and more. The cum, making the two of them's glans sticky.

Rong Baiwen felt more and more at Xiong Zhipeng's vulgar love words. He clenched his penis tightly, controlled the penis and rubbed the big penis head of the big meaty cock with the head of the penis, and also used the edges and corners to rub against the horse's eyes. The blue veins of the meat cock became more obvious, and the clear throbbing was transmitted to Rong Baiwen's cock, Rong Baiwen gasped: "Ah... uh..."

Xiong Zhipeng's breathing has long been chaotic: "Wife, hurry up, let's ejaculate together. Ah, the thought of your cum on my dick and my cum on your dick, I can't stand it. "

"Shut up." Every word Xiong Zhipeng said strongly stimulated Rong Baiwen's body. He deliberately blocked Xiong Zhipeng's mouth angrily to prevent him from saying love words that made his body tremble.

Xiong Zhipeng raised his head to meet Rong Baiwen's kiss. Rong Baiwen's kiss looked fierce, but it was actually a bluff, and quickly turned into a passionate kiss under Xiong Zhipeng's response. The two of them stick their flexible tongues into each other's mouths, and neither of them misses the opportunity to infringe on the other's oral cavity. Every place becomes a part of the tongue to lick back and forth. If the tongue is long enough, they will certainly stick it out into each other's throat, giving each other an unforgettable memory.

The tongue was numb, but Xiong Zhipeng and Rong Baiwen still didn't want to let go of each other, and the two tongues were entangled with each other. The two sex organs below are not small, and they rub against each other against the glans head. The black and purple glans and the red glans are so intimate as if they are fighting against a lingering lover, forgetting everything, only remembering the pleasure of rubbing the glans together, and the wet pleasure of the tongue intertwined.

The two glans rubbed together more and more, the horse eye and the bell mouth seemed to be kissing, squeezing, and hitting each other, just wanting to orgasm together.

The two were too happy to continue kissing, and the two tongues reluctantly parted, pulling out a transparent silver wire hanging in the air and slowly disconnecting.

"Wife, it's so exciting, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to ejaculate." This was the first time Xiong Zhipeng rubbed each other's genitals so violently, he just wanted to deliver the stock earlier.

Rong Baiwen couldn't take it anymore: "I'm going to shoot too."

The two let out a happy cry together, and the two glans also shot thick semen together, and it shot the other's genitals and pubic hair without a drop, which was extremely conspicuous.

As soon as he finished ejaculating, Rong Baiwen fell into Xiong Zhipeng's arms. His rapid breathing and undulating chest showed how refreshing he was just now. His half-closed face was enjoying the sweet aftertaste of ejaculation. Xiong Zhipeng also reminisced about the orgasm just now. One arm was placed on Rong Baiwen's waist possessively. After ejaculation, there was no soft cock pressing under Rong Baiwen's ass, and the penis covered with semen was stuck in the crevice of the thigh.

Rong Baiwen moved his body a little, and his small hole was rubbed by the ferocious blue veins on the cock, and the small hole that had been dried countless times by the cock immediately tingled and opened and closed empty. Rong Baiwen's heart swayed, and he involuntarily held the other's cock, so that the stem was close to the small hole, and then he moved his butt slightly. It was numb and comfortable, but his intestines were very empty.

He raised his waist and put his cock against his small hole. Xiong Zhipeng hurriedly stopped him: "Lube."

"I want it now, but it's too late if you take it." Rong Baiwen raised a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of seductive charm.

"Just a moment, I hid one under the sofa." Xiong Zhipeng quickly reached out to open a sofa cushion and took out the lubricant hidden in the gap of the sofa.

This kind of place can hide lubricant, Xiong Zhipeng's purpose is self-evident.

"You just want to fuck me anytime, anywhere?" Rong Baiwen asked softly, rubbing his pussy on the head of his penis.

Through the glans, Xiong Zhipeng could feel the creases at the acupoints, which made his hand holding the lubricant starts to tremble: "Yeah, I think of you all the time in a thin shirt, waiting for me with nothing underneath. I long for that day, baby."

"You pervert, I'm going to rape your dick." Rong Baiwen grabbed the lubricant and squeezed most of the lubricant out of the cock. He held the cock, relaxed his body, and slowly dropped his ass. He proudly said to Xiong Zhipeng: "You are not my husband, you are just my special human-shaped massage stick."

While talking, with the help of lubricant, the small hole swallowed the black and purple cock bit by bit, maybe because he was touched too many times by the cock, Rong Baiwen didn't feel any pain, only swollen and sour. The feeling, and the fullness of being stretched to the limit when the cock is reversed into the hole.

Xiong Zhipeng didn't take the words "human-shaped massage stick" to heart. He held the buttocks with two big hands and rubbed the firm buttocks with his five fingers rhythmically.

"Okay, I'm not your husband, my big dick is your husband, you love your big dick husband."

The feeling of the hot cock sticking to the intestines made Rong Baiwen moan comfortably. He put his arms around Xiong Zhipeng's neck, his butt sank suddenly, and the thick and long cock went straight into his intestines, and the soreness made him feel sore. He leaned on Xiong Zhipeng to breathe for a long time, and then lifted his butt back on Xiong Zhipeng's shoulders. Xiong Zhipeng kneaded the buttocks with just the right amount of strength. Rong Baiwen used his waist strength to shake his butt up and down, the meat cover was like a greedy little mouth, the kinky meat was massaged tightly against the cock, and the semi-hard cock quickly re-expanded and regained its hardness.

"Are you comfortable?" Rong Baiwen asked in a disordered breath.

"Comfortable to die." Not only physically comfortable but also psychologically comfortable.

"I'm also very comfortable." Rong Baiwen narrowed his eyes, enjoying the pleasure of swallowing a cock in his small hole. The shape of a cock drawn from his intestines was imprinted in his mind. The thick and round huge glans, thick stems, bumps The uneven blue veins have become the only picture in my mind, which stimulates the front genital to shake excitedly with the rise and fall of the body.

"Wife, your dick cover is too greedy, it's good, I'll feed you." Xiong Zhipeng's body almost exploded with the pleasure of tightening his intestines and wrapping his cock. He grabbed his buttocks tightly and raised his ass. The little hole that refused to let go of the cock tightened its grip on the cock, the thickest glans stuck in the hole, and the hole was pulled slightly outward by the glans, revealing some bright red tender meat.

Xiong Zhipeng straightened his waist and pressed his butt to his crotch with both hands. The meat cock fiercely pierced the thirsty intestinal wall, and the head of the penis rubbed straight across the intestinal wall from the hole, like a brush scraping the intestines in reverse.

"Ah" Rong Baiwen raised his head and screamed, his handsome face collapsed, and his erect genitals bounced.

Xiong Zhipeng gritted his teeth and endured the pleasure, then pulled out his cock and lifted Rong Baiwen's buttocks. He only left a glans head just stuck in the hole. He continued to straighten his waist, pressed Rong Baiwen's butt to his crotch again, and violently fucked his little pussy. The continuous work quickly opened the intestines, and Rong Baiwen could clamp his thighs, but he clamped Xiong Zhipeng's waist and crotch.

His ass was lifted again and again by a pair of big hands, and he pressed the cock again and again. From time to time, the sound of "puchi puchi" water entered Rong Baiwen's ears, and his scrotum also hit the metal buckle of the opponent's belt during the ups and downs, and the swinging genital would occasionally touch the apron on the opponent's body.

"Broken... ah... slow down..." The whole body was out of control, and he just wanted to remember this frantic moment, completely feel the existence of this man, and make this man satisfied. "Woooo..."

"Don't cry, baby, when you cry, my heart melts." Xiong Zhipeng kissed Rong Baiwen's face, licked away his tears, and said distressedly.

But he couldn't slow down at all, watching the baby's tears flow more and more, the more he wanted to bring the baby to orgasm, and see his crying face during orgasm.

"Ah... No way... It's so good... woo woo... slow down..." He used his back pussy to fuck this guy's cock at first, why did it become like this? Rong Baiwen thought vaguely that Xiong Zhipeng's body was already under control of Xiong Zhipeng, and the feeling of being manipulated made Rong Baiwen both annoyed and sweet.

Just let this guy enjoy it for a while, and then heaven turns to hell, still calling him baby so intimately? Will he still treat a big man as his wife?

You pervert, it's not good for you to fall in love with someone, but you have to fall in love with me, only a fool can fall in love with me, you are so stupid.

Rong Baiwen lowered his eyes and rubbed his chin against Xiong Zhipeng's forehead. Xiong Zhipeng suddenly hugged him at this moment, and a large amount of concentrated essence was poured into his intestines. Rong Baiwen bit his lip and shivered, donating his semen to the apron.

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The starlight was shining outside the window, the bedside lamp was lit in the bedroom, and the warm yellow light shone on Rong Baiwen's face leaning on the bedside, Xiong Zhipeng lay on his left side, and urged with a sleepy look: "Why are you still not sleeping? Tomorrow you have to get up early to go to work, go to bed quickly."

"I'll sleep after sending the text message." Rong Baiwen looked down at the phone and quickly pressed his fingers on the touch screen.

"The chat will be finished within ten minutes." Xiong Zhipeng was a little jealous, he was about to go to bed, and he even texted and chatted with others.

[Cousin, I have already found someone, and the plan can be carried out tomorrow.]

[Is the other party reliable?]

[No problem, the conditions have been negotiated, as long as the matter is completed, he will go back to his hometown and never come back.]

[Okay, you and the other party make an appointment, just make an appointment at the old place, and I will go there after getting off work tomorrow afternoon.]

[OK]

After dealing with the matter, Rong Baiwen deleted all the text messages. As soon as he put the mobile phone on the bedside table, he found Xiong Zhipeng staring at him faintly.

"Who are you chatting with?" Xiong Zhipeng asked in an acetic acid tone.

"My cousin." Rong Baiwen got into the bed, and Xiong Zhipeng immediately squeezed over to him, wrapping one arm halfway around him, their faces facing each other, so close that they even sprayed each other's faces.

When he heard that it was just his cousin, Xiong Zhipeng felt a little more relaxed. As long as it wasn't the lovers that Rong Baiwen had raised before, there was no threat to his cousin, and it didn't matter if there was any relationship between relatives.

"Do you have a good relationship with your cousin?" Xiong Zhipeng seemed to be at home.

"My relationship with my cousin has always been very good." Rong Baiwen replied.

"Then does your cousin know about our relationship?" Xiong Zhipeng asked carefully.

Rong Baiwen deliberately sprayed his breath on his face, and asked with a half-smile, "Do you want him to know about our relationship?"

"Hopefully, I have no serious relatives here. I am alone and I don't need to come out to my family. But you are different. You are under more pressure than me." And from the beginning, you liked women, not men. Xiong Zhipeng added in his heart, that although Rong Baiwen will be with him now, he will have sex with him, and he does not seem to exclude him, but at most, it can only be considered bisexual, and bisexuals will eventually choose to get married.

He wants to be with Rong Baiwen for a long time, only two people live together and live an ordinary life. But no matter how he planned their future in his heart, he knew very well that Rong Baiwen and he were not from the same world, and naturally they were different from worldly pressures.

"You will see my cousin in the future. The most important thing now is to sleep." Rong Baiwen closed his eyes after saying this.

Xiong Zhipeng stretched out his arms to turn off the light, and thoughtfully pulled the quilt for Rong Baiwen. He looked at Rong Baiwen's blurred facial features in the night, and gently stroked the red marks hidden under the bangs with his fingertips. Feeling distressed, he kissed Rong Baiwen's lips: "Good night, my baby, don't hurt yourself next time, I will feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Rong Baiwen rubbed his lips, "Yeah, you feel bad for me, and I'm still showing my prestige on me."

"That's because you definitely won't let me beat people."

Silly cute guy.

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The next day, Rong Baiwen drove to the Shengshi Ronghua Hotel as soon as he got off work at 5 p.m.

Shengshi Ronghua Hotel is a subsidiary of Ronghua Group. Rong Baiwen rents a luxury suite all year round, occasionally uses it for lunch breaks, or a while, and sometimes privately asks his cousin to meet.

As soon as Rong Baiwen opened the door with his key card, he saw a young man wearing dull black-rimmed glasses sitting on the sofa. The man deliberately messed up his hair. The black-rimmed glasses covered most of his face, and the thick lenses made it even harder to see his appearance. The suit was oversized and hung crumpled on his body, creating the image of a decadent and rigid man.

Instead, the person sitting not far from him was dressed up brightly, with flowing bangs, handsome facial features, a big boy's sunny smile, off-white casual clothes, light blue casual pants, and a pair of white sneakers. He looks youthful and energetic, but unfortunately, his smile seems too professional in Rong Baiwen's eyes.

"Cousin, you're here." The glasses man, Hua Si, quickly took off the black-rimmed glasses for disguise.

Rong Baiwen closed the door, stepped over to Hua Si's side, and sat on the sofa: "This is the person you found?" Although he asked Hua Si, his eyes turned to the man with a bright smile.

"Hello, President Rong, just call me Anan, this is my business card." The man's smile grew brighter and he handed over the business card.

Rong Baiwen clamped the business card and glanced at it. The white business card was simple and only printed the name of a sports club, as well as Anan's name and mobile phone number. There was nothing else. Rong Baiwen had seen this kind of business card. On the surface, the club seemed to be operating legally, but it implemented a membership system. Without the introduction of acquaintances, it was impossible to enter the club. Strangers can't get in. The club provides members with the best lover, and the guests can choose one-time service or long-term care and other services.

Rong Baiwen looked at Anan playfully: "Are you picking up a female customer or a male customer?"

"I only pick up female guests," Anan answered honestly.

"Oh?" Rong Baiwen threw out his business card. Although his tone remained calm, Anan felt a sense of pressure, "Then what are you doing here?"

Anan glanced at Hua Si, who nodded and asked him to answer honestly.

"I want to make some money, go back to my hometown to do a little business, and live an ordinary life."

Living the life of an ordinary person is a desire that makes people both envious and unmotivated, Rong Baiwen can't help but think of Xiong Zhipeng. Xiong Zhipeng is just an ordinary person. With him, everyday life is very ordinary without many ups and downs. He doesn't need to guess what Xiong Zhipeng is thinking. With just one look from Xiong Zhipeng, he can see what he wants to do. He is not tired at all but enjoys living with such a person.

It's terrifying. If he continues to live with Xiong Zhipeng, he will continue to fall, and he will no longer adapt to the world of intrigue.

"It's a good wish." Rong Baiwen agreed with a smile, "but I want to live an ordinary life, and I don't want to be overwhelmed by life. A rich and ordinary life needs money to maintain, what do you think?"

Anan nodded in agreement.

"Very good." Rong Baiwen leaned on the sofa with his entire body relaxed, but his momentum remained unabated, and he issued an order to Hua Si, "Hua Si, take out the contract."

Hua Si took out the already printed contract from the briefcase beside him and handed it to Anan. Anan didn't expect that the other party would sign a contract with him so readily, but he was more concerned about the amount paid in the contract, which was as much as 1.5 million. Although 1.5 million can't buy a commercial house in a good location in a big city, his hometown is only a small city in the third and fourth-tiers, and 1.5 million is enough for him to buy several large-scale commercial houses, enough for him to get married and do some small business.

The club's most senior "coach" also has a maintenance fee of millions, but the majority of the money is drawn by the club, and the real money is only a few hundred thousand. This time, he resigned from the club because he knew Hua Si. Hua Si revealed the news that the salary would be very high, but he did not expect it to be so high. Rich people are nice! Anan just sighed, and after reading the contract, he signed his real name quietly.

Hua Si checked the signature of the contract, nodded to Rong Baiwen, then put away the contract and took Anan away from Shengshi Ronghua.

Rong Baiwen was in no hurry for the upcoming plan. Although Shengshi Ronghua belongs to the Ronghua Group, it is one of the properties left to him by his mother. As soon as he took over, he slowly replaced all the people in it with his own. When he got here, Rong Baiwen would naturally do whatever he wanted, but he still had to act realistically, otherwise, he would be able to deceive others.

He touched the reddish marks near his collarbone, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously evoked a small smile. The good show is about to be staged, and the one in the family doesn't know what expression will be shown, and there is a little anticipation.

Get mad? Or strip him off and check his body well? Either way, he is looking forward to it.

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Xiong Zhipeng knew that his wife was busy. No matter how busy his wife was, he would call him to notify him in advance. This made him feel that they were just ordinary couples living small life.

But today is a little strange, his wife is not entertaining, but there is a strange smell on his body.

Xiong Zhipeng is like a big dog, his nose is close to Rong Baiwen and he is trying to smell the smell.

"What are you doing?" Rong Baiwen, who was pressed against the wall as soon as he entered the door, frowned and asked impatiently.

The smell of perfume.

Xiong Zhipeng didn't know how to appreciate perfume but only knew that Rong Baiwen would spray some light perfume when he went out. But now there is a strong smell of perfume on his body, which makes Xiong Zhipeng unbearable and irritable. He doesn't like the smell of anyone covering up the smell of Rong Baiwen, which will make him angry that his territory is being occupied by others.

Xiong Zhipeng dragged Rong Baiwen into the bathroom involuntarily. From the angle that Xiong Zhipeng couldn't see, Rong Baiwen slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Pressing Rong Baiwen against the wall again, Xiong Zhipeng leaned against his neck to reconfirm whether he smelled of someone else's perfume. The smell of the perfume had completely covered up Rong Baiwen's taste. Xiong Zhipeng frowned, twisting it into a deep "川" character. He unbuttoned Rong Baiwen's suit buttons one by one and threw them on the cabinet next to him, followed by his tie and shirt.

The dark red hickey landed on the fair skin, which was extremely dazzling. Xiong Zhipeng clenched his fists and asked in a sinister voice, "Who kissed you?"

Rong Baiwen touched the hickey and said indifferently, "It's not a big deal."

"You are dating me." Xiong Zhipeng picked up the shower head and sprayed cold water on Rong Baiwen's neck and chest. He vigorously massaged the hickey, as if he wanted to wash off the mark with water. His eyes stared straight at Rong Baiwen's eyes, "I don't care how many girlfriends you have in the past, who you have taken care of, or whether you are dealing with them for money, or who loves who, now you are my boyfriend, and I am your boyfriend, you can't let anyone touch you."

"You are restricting my freedom." Rong Baiwen's face suddenly turned cold.

Xiong Zhipeng took a slow breath, so as not to let his chest rise and fall violently due to the intense emotion, he adjusted the water temperature, and the warm water rushed to Rong Baiwen's head and face. Watching the clear water mess up Rong Baiwen's meticulous hairstyle, Xiong Zhipeng stretched out his hand and pulled Rong Baiwen's bangs behind his head, he said to Rong Baiwen extremely seriously: "When you fall in love with me, your body and emotions will be affected. There is no freedom, one has to be loyal to me, or I don't know what I'm going to do."

"Heh." Rong Baiwen snorted coldly, "What about you?"

"I will always be loyal to you so that your body and emotions will not have a day of freedom." Xiong Zhipeng said word by word, rubbing the dazzling hickey with his rough fingers.

Rong Baiwen's face was full of warm water that kept flowing: "If it's all a lie if I can let you, I will let others one day. As long as they can be happy, no one will care who is lying on the bed."

"I care." Xiong Zhipeng hung up the shower head, squeezed his big hand between Rong Baiwen's legs, pressed his fingers into the folds without hesitation, and squeezed into the folds little by little, "I will be your first man and your last man. If anyone dares to touch you, I will chop off his fingers one by one, and then cut off his third leg."

The fingers seemed to confirm whether the small hole had been violated by others, and groped for all the places that could be touched, and the already sensitive intestinal wall couldn't help but clamp the fingers. Rong Baiwen was panting against the cold tiles, his genital cocked up against his will.

Xiong Zhipeng pulled up one of his legs, pulled off a trouser leg, and took out a thick cock to hold the small hole with a small opening. The glans used the lubricating water of warm water to grind the hole, and the small hole that had fallen in love with the big cock softened very easily. Xiong Zhipeng held his cock and slowly inserted it into Rong Baiwen's body. Rong Baiwen bit his lower lip, and the feeling of being stretched behind him was terrifyingly distinct. Xiong Zhipeng straightened his face, his dark eyes full of equally terrifying seriousness.

"Your whole body is mine. If you dare to betray me, I will rot your asshole and imprison you for the rest of your life, so that you can understand what it means to restrict your freedom." Xiong Zhipeng said fiercely, stabbing the whole cock into the small hole Inside, the gut that isn't properly distended instinctively blocks the entry of foreign objects.

"Ah... it hurts..." The pain that entered in the reverse direction made Rong Baiwen tremble slightly, and there was a liquid in his eyes that he didn't know whether it was water or tears.

Although Xiong Zhipeng spoke ruthlessly, when he saw Rong Baiwen's pain, he felt distressed, and hurriedly stood still, waiting for Rong Baiwen to adapt. He kissed Rong Baiwen's face, and the two of them were covered in water. Rong Baiwen hooked Xiong Zhipeng's neck with both hands, rubbed his lips lightly against his, and provocatively said in a hoarse voice, "I can do whatever I want, you can't control it, um..."

Xiong Zhipeng was angry and funny in his heart. His precious wife didn't take his words seriously, and he should be punished properly.

Rong Baiwen did not take Xiong Zhipeng's words seriously and concentrated on enjoying the other's rough and powerful impact. The shuddering pleasure, the impact of the hot water, and the man's firm chest all made his flesh quiver with delight. Like sweet poison, knowing that it will die, still want to enjoy the heavenly pleasure just before death.

Although Xiong Zhipeng had already checked his wife's body, the existence of the hickey was a thorn in his heart, and he would not be happy if he didn't pull it out.

Damn it, he must find out which guy ate a bear heart leopard and dared to touch his wife!

Xiong Zhipeng stared at the hickey, wishing his eyes would turn into laser eyes to remove the hickey. He opened his mouth to bite the piece of skin, and the severe pain made Rong Baiwen shiver. The violent impact and pain swept his sanity and turned into a continuous pleasure.

"Ah!"

Rong Baiwen screamed and shot out milky white semen. The warm water sprayed from the shower head quickly washed away the semen. The man who pressed him against the wall sprinted, but his teeth were biting deeper and deeper, and he had already pierced the flesh. Rong Baiwen whimpered, the thick and long black and purple meat stick was mad at the pitiful little pussy, he felt blood flow out, he felt pain but also felt good.

The man loosened his teeth, licked the wound, smiled at Rong Baiwen, his crotch pressed against his ass, and the semen was ejected in large volumes.

Rong Baiwen was dizzy, he just thought that the man smiled so beautifully that his body couldn't help but climax again.

I like him so much, that I want to trap him by my side for the rest of my life and watch him all the time.

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Hua Si has always been very clear about the temperament of his only cousin. He looks cold on the surface, and he also smiles decently when communicating with people. There is no fault in the etiquette, and he has a handsome face, really like a prince in a fairy tale. But in fairy tales, every prince is so kind. If the prince in the fairy tale is the white prince, his cousin is the black prince.

The real character is very irritable, but in real life, he must suppress his irritable temperament, so he is calm and violent. But some people treat his cousin as a little sheep, all kinds of pets, even if his cousin has a hickey on his body, at most he will watch it a little bit, like a radar every day, scanning for suspicious people around his cousin.

Hua Si looked at the photos on the computer, the photos of his cousin dating girls before, photos of the models he adopted, photos of his cousin going abroad on a business trip and having fun in bars a few years ago, and more photos of him being with Anan now.

As expected, Anan has been in the club for a few years and knows how to seduce people. In terms of size, he can't keep up with Xiong Zhipeng, But he's not the girly type. The whole person is not only fresh in clothes, but also looks like an ordinary college student, and his skin is white, so he looks younger, which is his favorite age.

Rong Baiwen also dressed up in a cool and refreshing manner, with a doting face, and taking a selfie with Anan, that smile was so sweet that he was dying.

Hua Si held his forehead, and he suddenly sympathized with Xiong Zhipeng. Although he once said that he would kill Xiong Zhipeng, his cousin is not a vegetarian. If he doesn't want to, he will find a way to mutilate him first, and it is not his turn to help teach others.

Selfies are better, but bed photos can drive people crazy.

Hua Si transfers all the photos into a new phone.

The action is about to begin, Xiong Zhipeng, you have to withstand the devastation of his cousin.

Xiong Zhipeng, who was completely unaware, was happily cooking chicken soup. He had known for a long time that the branch was going to have a dinner party today, and his wife, the general manager, naturally couldn't run away. At the level of the general manager, he was being toasted all the time, and he couldn't eat a few mouthfuls of food. He had prepared the hangover medicine early, cooked some chicken soup, and when his wife came back, he put some green vegetables, just to treat the devastating stomach.

Xiong Zhipeng scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup and poured it into a small bowl. He tasted it. There was too much chicken oil and it was a little greasy. He needed to skim off the chicken oil.

He tasted the taste in the kitchen, and the mobile phone on the coffee table in the living room rang several times in succession. After Xiong Zhipeng finished drinking the chicken soup, he wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen. He picked up his mobile phone, unlocked the screen, and several text messages popped up.

He wiped his mouth with a tissue while reading text messages. When he saw the first text message, his hand holding the tissue immediately stiffened and his eyes fixed on the photo sent by the text message.

Since entering the engineering team to pay attention to Rong Baiwen, he knows how many women have been around Rong Baiwen one after another. At that time, he thought that he didn't have much hope, so he could only watch Rong Baiwen go shopping and eat with his girlfriend, or even open a house. This was a matter of course, he told himself that it was nothing to be uncomfortable, but after watching it too much, he couldn't help but imagine what it would be like for Rong Baiwen to go to bed with him.

Xiong Zhipeng crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash. He didn't want to see the photos of Rong Baiwen sleeping with others, let alone what it was like to have Rong Baiwen sleeping with others.

Looking through the photos one by one, Xiong Zhipeng frowned. The photos at the beginning were fine, there was nothing wrong with them, and it could only be regarded as an ambiguous relationship. Xiong Zhipeng became more unhappy the further back he went. He said he didn't care, but he cared more or less in his heart. If he could be more decisive and get his wife earlier, he would be able to participate in his wife's life earlier, so that he could no longer have relationships with others.

The last dozen or so photos were selfies of Rong Baiwen and Anan, and Xiong Zhipeng's clenched brows gradually loosened. He has to admit that it is good to be young. He looks so tender and lovable, and his figure can be seen to have been exercised in a targeted manner. There are muscles where there should be muscles, and there are also thin areas where they should be thin, and they are not as fierce as him at all.

But...

Xiong Zhipeng laughed, but how could such a person have the courage to ride his wife, according to his wife's temperament, he is afraid it is his wife riding such a handsome guy. However, his wife's body has already been cooked by him, and no matter how horny he is, he only recognizes his big cock and wants to be hard on others. Unless there is a thick electric massage stick in his butt, it is really difficult to be hard on others.

Besides, his wife has always been arrogant, and never bothered to do things like two boats. When he was not with him, he would break up peacefully with others and find someone again.

Xiong Zhipeng raised his phone and turned to the last photo. In this photo, it looked like the two were kissing, but it was taken in a different position, making people mistakenly think that the two were kissing, but in fact, they didn't do anything.

Ding dong.

A text message occupied the screen of the mobile phone. Xiong Zhipeng opened it and read a few words: Shengshi Ronghua 818.

Xiong Zhipeng pondered over and over in his mind while facing the text message. What is this for? Why does it feel a little like asking him to catch a rape in bed? is he going? Still not going? The more he thinks about it, the more it looks like a trap, is he jumping or not jumping? After jumping in, will he see his wife naked and under the covers with a man who is also naked?

Thinking of the picture of his wife and a man other than him getting into the bed, he couldn't bear it. Even if it was a trap, he would jump into it.

Well, first see what he needs to bring, and then jump in the trap to find out who the hell is doing it.

Xiong Zhipeng got up and went upstairs into the bedroom. He put all the things he needed to bring into his pockets, then left the villa slowly and walked towards Shengshi Ronghua on foot.