Song Youning used his actions to let Chen Chuan know what it means to not die. He lured Chen Chuan all the way back to the hotel, and at the moment when the door closed, the dull Chen Chuan finally saw a flash of green light in his eyes, and that look was like a wild wolf that had been dormant in the dark for a long time and only waited to hit the throat of its prey. At this time, it was too late for Chen Chuan to resist.

Song Youning broke off Chen Chuan's fingers tightly clasped on the door frame one by one, hugged his waist, and whispered in his ear: "Baby, it's time for you to fulfill your promise!" ”

"No, you didn't say it's now, wait for me to go home, and then do what you say, okay?" Chen Chuan struggled hard, grabbed the door frame again and did not let go, he tried to convince Song and Ning.

"Where I am, it's your home, aren't you just going home now?" Song Youning used the most moving language in the world to influence Chen Chuan, but at this time, Chen Chuan was already soft and hard, and for the sake of his chrysanthemums, he was ruthless and acted as if he hadn't heard it.

"You are so discredited, it just breaks my heart!" Song Youning took his earlobe in his mouth, and the flexible tip of his tongue licked the soft flesh on the back of his neck along the pinna. His hands didn't rest, Chen Chuan's clothes were picked up by him, his cold hand went all the way up his lower abdomen, skillfully twisted the point on his chest, and rubbed his nails on the small bulge. After such a long run-in, he knew Chen Chuan's sensitive points too well. Chen Chuan finally couldn't help it, let go with a wail, and then was hugged into the bathroom by Song Youning in a strong princess hug.

Chen Chuan's two hands were tied to the towel rack, Song Youning was afraid that he would be injured, so he used a towel, which was loosely tied, and he stood on tiptoe on one foot, one leg was lifted high, stretched to the maximum limit. He was pressed against the marble wall, the cold sensation behind him transmitted into his brain, and the fear of whether the towel rack would fall off made his back tense.

"Baby, you're awesome!" Song and Ning kissed his Adam's apple and gasped for air.

"Shall we go to bed, it's too cold here!" Chen Chuan couldn't let go of the bed all the time, even a word with color could make his cheeks redden, let alone such a large-scale bathroom play.

"No need to go back to bed, I'll make you sweat all over here." Song and Ning kissed him, untied his hand, lifted his legs, and picked him up, Chen Chuan lifted both feet off the ground, he exclaimed, hooked his neck, and pressed himself against his hot chest without leaving a gap.

Chen Chuan's soul had been floating above the clouds all the time, and with Song and Ning's movements, the ups and downs drifted farther and farther, and finally reached the sky. He didn't know when he was carried to bed, and he didn't regain consciousness until dawn the next day.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and he happened to meet the handsome faces of Song and Ning in their slumber. It took him half a minute to remember what had happened last night, and he covered his flushed face in shame.

Anyway, he couldn't sleep anymore, Chen Chuan simply observed Song Youning's face, as if he was admiring a work of art. This was the first time he had looked at him so carefully, and the more carefully he looked, the more he found that Song and Ning were really good-looking, especially his eyebrows, which could be described as flying obliquely into his sideburns. Although the eyes of peach blossom petals are closed, the thick eyelashes are like the wings of a butterfly. He felt that he was really going to love the person in front of him. He couldn't help but stand up and kiss those eyes.

Song Youning didn't seem to have had a good rest for a long time, he slept very deeply, and he didn't react to Chen Chuan's small movements at all. This made Chen Chuan feel that he had taken a small advantage, and he couldn't stop snickering in his heart, his lips went all the way down, and he touched the corners of his lips again. Seeing that Song Youning still didn't react, Chen Chuan stretched out his tongue and licked it.

The butterfly's wings shook slowly, and before the wings could spread, Chen Chuan rolled over and pressed him. A pair of clear eyes gradually revealed their light: "Baby, didn't you feed you last night?" The owner of the eyes spat out a languid voice.

"Hey, hey." Chen Chuan put his hands on his shoulders, "You're right, so let me be on it today." ”

"Yes." Chen Chuan didn't expect Song Youning to agree so quickly, but before he could be happy, he found that Song Youning's hand was pasted and went down his back.

"No, that's not what I meant." Chen Chuan held his hand.

"What does that mean?" Chen Chuan didn't hold him down, and after a whirlwind, Song and Ning clasped his waist, "Isn't the meaning the same?" If you like that pose, we can try it slowly. ”

"Of course it's different." Chen Chuan struggled to no avail, so he tried to impress Song Youning with tears, "I've lived for twenty-four years, and I haven't experienced that feeling, you just let me do it once, once is enough." ”

Song Youning had a little headache, he had just boasted to He Shaoyan a while ago that no one dared to mention this kind of thing to him, but today he was broken by Chen Chuan, which involved his principle, so he decisively refused: "No." ”

Chen Chuan cried when he heard this: "You don't love me!" "He became addicted to acting, and the more he cried, the louder he became.

Song Youning lowered his head and kissed him: "Love can be expressed in many ways, why do you have to use this one, isn't my technique good?" ”

"I'm a man, too." Where is Chen Chuan who is so easy to give up, he first pretended to be dead to eliminate Song Youning's defense, and then took advantage of his lack of attention to turn the situation around with all his strength. He sat on Song Youning's waist and raised his eyebrows proudly, "Beauty, look where you are running this time!" ”

Song Youning couldn't cry or laugh, today Chen Chuan was determined to counterattack, so his strength was extraordinarily great. Song Youning thought that he still felt too sorry for him last night, and he must not be so soft-hearted next time, and he must be to the point where he can't get up with any evil thoughts from the outside world.

Just as Chen Chuan was thinking about how to proceed next, his mobile phone rang, and he heard the familiar "You are my little apple", Chen Chuan should have endured it and did not answer, and buried his head in cultivating the small strawberries between Song and Ning's necks, but the ringing had a great meaning of not dying, Song and Ning couldn't move their hands, so they could only signal with their eyes: "Hurry up and take it, eighty percent is Lu Yuanyuan." ”

"I'm really ......" I owed him in my previous life, Chen Chuan looked up to the sky and sighed, and let go of Song Youning to answer the phone.

"Chen Chuan, are you dead in bed, and don't look at what time it is." Chen Chuan held his breath, but as soon as he answered the phone, Lu Yuanyuan's voice was eight times higher than his.

"Brother Yuan, can I take a day off today?" Song Youning is leaving this afternoon, Chen Chuan doesn't want to leave him alone, he hasn't seen him for so long, he just wants to stay with Song Youning for a while. Anyway, he's just a little transparent, doing the work of being a background, no more than him, no less than him, no less, as for the assistant, isn't there still Xiao Zhou?

But these words had another meaning in Lu Yuanyuan's ears: "No, Song Youning is so awesome." ”

"What, what do you mean?" What does this have to do with whether the big boss is or not.

Lu Yuanyuan didn't know that he wanted to be crooked, he said very "reasonably": "Then you have a good rest, young man, I can understand." ”

"Can you understand? What the hell do you understand? "If it weren't for you, it would only be the big boss who couldn't get out of bed. Chen Chuan hung up the phone angrily, and returned to sit on the edge of the bed with his head down, the best time had been missed, and he was hopeless to counterattack for the time being.