Mr. Yuan is Always Unhappy

Yuan Rui was distressed, and Fang Shiqing laughed hugging his stomach.

Zheng Qiuyang is a jewelry designer. He works in his own jewelry store. He used to be a straight man who leaves a piece of leaves in his hands. He especially likes big breasted girls. Now it's Yuan Rui's boyfriend, and the two are living together.

"Where is it funny?" Yuan Rui grieved. "It hurts."

Fang Shiqing: "Hahaha."

Yuan Rui: "..."

Fang Shiqing asked in earnest: "Aren't you happy?"

Yuan Rui thought about it, "It's a little bit."

Fang Shiqing said with a smile: "Well, that's all right? It doesn't mean that he didn't bend thoroughly. Each attack on the bed has different hobbies, and you're just fine."

Yuan Rui said: "... oh."

Fang Shiqing said: "Are you still sleepy? It's noon, so I'd better invite you to dinner."

Yuan Rui waved her hand and said, "No more food. Go home and go to bed. Let's make another appointment."

He hadn't slept for nearly thirty hours, he was so sleepy that he took a nap on the road, and fell asleep on the bed as soon as he got home.

When I woke up, I wondered what it was tonight.

There was a sound of water in the bathroom. He touched his phone and looked at it. It was already past nine in the evening.

The bathroom door opened, Zheng Qiuyang came out of it, wrapped in a black silk nightgown, the waist belt was loose and the abdominal muscles were looming.

Yuan Rui lay there motionless, only his eyes followed him.

Zheng Qiuyang took a pair of clean underwear out of the drawer of the closet, stood there just about to wear it, and found a pair of eyes watching him on the bed. He immediately threw the underwear and jumped onto the bed with a bang.

Yuan Rui sat up in horror and shouted, "It's broken!"

Zheng Qiuyang knelt beside him, bouncing up and down, and grinning, "Not bad. Hungry?"

Yuan Rui did not rest assured that he hammered the mattress, and confirmed that it was not broken. He said, "Did you eat?"

Zheng Qiuyang said: "Eat, go to my mother."

Then he flew forward, Yuan Rui was thrown on the pillow, and the two kissed.

"I haven't taken a bath yet," Yuan Rui shoved him, "Go back to bed and go to bed."

Zheng Qiuyang laughed: "You don't need to wash, you are clean."

Yuan Ruidao: "While you've just washed the water and it's still hot, don't burn it, save electricity, start to open."

Zheng Qiuyang: "..."

He rolled over to lie on his back, and the drape of silk was pushed up into a tent.

Yuan Rui saw it, and was a little unhappy. He opened the bedside drawer, took out the airplane cup and handed it to him, "You use it first, I'll wash it quickly."

Zheng Qiuyang didn't answer, Yu Yu said, "It's too small to use."

Yuan Rui had to put it back. This was what he bought for himself when he was single. Before he could use it, he and Zheng Qiuyang got better. He tried Zheng Qiuyang last time and said it was a bit frustrating.

He felt Zheng Qiuyang was upset and didn't know what to say, so he took the time to take a shower.

Zheng Qiuyang lifted his bathrobe and let the birds cool down, a little depressed.

After work in the evening, he guessed that Yuan Rui might be sleeping at home, so he didn't come back and went directly to his mother for dinner.

He and Yuan Rui got together at the beginning of the year. At that time, he came out of the closet and took his mother away with anger. He stayed in the hospital for a week and has not accepted this fact until now. He thought that he was confused for a while, sooner or later. Still have to marry a woman and have children. When I met back, I had to scold Yuan Rui secretly and secretly, and then said that Zhang's daughter was good at Miss Li's, and Zhang Luo wanted him to go on a blind date.

He couldn't let her lose her temper. She was an unsuccessful primary three. She had been entangled with Father Zheng for decades and lived alone in a small apartment outside. The aunt of the new era had no work and no family, only his son.

He also didn't want to tell Yuan Rui about this. Yuan Rui was not aggressive to anyone, and he was too nervous. He might be sad when he heard it.

Yuan Rui quickly took a shower, and her hair didn't blow straight into the water. She went to bed in a hurry, one leg on one, and sat on the waist of Zheng Qiuyang.

Zheng Qiuyang: "..."

Yuan Rui paused, his face embarrassed: "Why are you ... soft?"

Zheng Qiuyang: "..."

His gaze moved down from that innocent face and landed on Yuan Rui's chest muscles. The two small round fruits on the top were light in color and soft to the touch. They could not stand the slightest stimulation, and the appearance of bloodshot blooming was extremely gorgeous.

Yuan Rui was born on stage and has been controlling diet for many years. She is extremely thin and muscles are trained under high pressure. The thin and tough pieces that meet the model's standards, hands and feet are long, and the ratio of shoulder width to waist is very beautiful.

Naked | body is especially sexy.

Yuan Ruidao: "Well? Again, hard again."

The next day, he rested in bed at home, and Fang Shiqing called to greet him: "Are you well off? Our editor asked me to thank you, and said his daughter likes you, and you ’ll be fine if you look back. , I'll pat him flatter. "

Yuan Rui was helpless: "Well, good."

Fang Shiqing said: "Don't get up yet? Hey, pay attention to your body."

Of course Yuan Rui could hear the three hesitant puppets and felt a little shy, saying, "That, that, um."

Fang Shiqing said: "Uh, what? Are you used to it?"

Yuan Rui touched a bit of swollen breast with that empty hand | tip, and was embarrassed to say it, hesitantly, "OK, OK."

They talked about two more gossips before hanging up.

Yuan Rui rolled on the bed, and there was some smell in the bed. He didn't feel fishy, ​​but he felt a little smelly. He buried his face in the quilt and sniffed for a long time. When he got out, there was a little hypoxia. Vertigo, smirked for a while, feeling very happy.

He really likes Zheng Qiuyang.

I don't know if Zheng Qiuyang liked him as much as he liked him.

He has always been unlucky on the road of love. He has been single-loved since the beginning of love. He has liked several people. The other person is either a straight man or he doesn't look down on him—not because he is ugly, but because he is not like zero No.

But he didn't want to grow to one meter eight | nine! He also wants to be as tender and beautiful as Fang Shiqing!

He was so tall that he couldn't saw his legs; he was born white, and he couldn't bleach.

The **** circle not only looks at the face, but also the skin color, and also the height. It's really bad mood. If he can leave the circle, he will leave early.

Fortunately, he met Zheng Qiuyang. He did not hate him for growing tall, nor did he hate him for being black.

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