It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

Lan Ting stopped and hugged Wen Ai to breathe quietly. The doorbell continued. Wen Ai pressed Lan Ting with his elbow, and his voice trembled: "Someone is waiting outside."

The clothes I wore in May were all thin. Lan Ting stepped back a few steps, and the bulging shape of the crotch was very conspicuous. Wen Ai was about to say whether he should open it, but he saw Lan Ting take the apron from the hook on the back. A hang on the neck easily blocks the unsuitable part for children.

He fastened the belt, Lan Ting pulled Wen Ai to him, helped him to remove the messy hair from his forehead, and gave him a petting kiss: "I'll open the door."

It has been more than four months since Lan Ting moved to this apartment, and there are basically no visitors. The agent directly invites him to the company for talks. At this moment, he really can't think of who is ringing the doorbell.

"Surprise!"

As soon as Lan Ting opened the door, he was touched by the plastic bag that came up on him. He couldn't see anything in front of him. He could smell the scent of mung bean pastry through the plastic film. Can aftertaste the familiar taste.

"Little fat lady." Lan Ting took down the plastic bag and looked at Lan Yu outside the threshold, "Why are you here?"

"I've already drawn a stick!" Lan Yu shook his thin arms exposed outside the short sleeves, and said again, "Isn't I liberated in advance? Come here for a trip and bring you something by the way. "

Originally, Lan Yu had to take the college entrance examination, but after Lan Ting became popular, the number of bank accounts went up, and when conditions were available, she decided to send her abroad to receive a better education. The formalities were completed a few days ago. Lan Yu simply ended her high school life ahead of schedule and envied all the students who had been chewing books and reviewing and preparing for the college entrance examination. When she was leaving, she almost couldn't help smashing rotten eggs.

Lan Ting only felt that Lan Yu grew up and got more free, and asked with a headache: "You should also tell me in advance when you come to travel. How did you find me?"

"Last time you sent something home, I wrote down the address on the express note. I didn't tell you that I wanted to surprise you, but—" Lan Yu lengthened the ending meaningfully and craned his neck to Probe in the room, "You seem to be very unwelcome to my arrival, is it Jinwu Cangjiao?"

"Well, it's not welcome, please go back." Lan Ting said that he was about to close the door. Lan Yu put his hand on the door frame and couldn't say anything: "Brother! I'm your relatives!"

The two of them were in a stalemate, and a question came from the room: "Lan Ting, what happened? Who is outside?"

When Lan Yu heard this soft and waxy voice, her curiosity skyrocketed, thinking that she hadn't come in vain this trip, and she really ran into the sweetness of her brother!

"It's okay, it's my sister." Lan Ting replied, turning his head and retracting his hand on the door, then turned back and raised his chin to Lan Yu, "Come in."

This time, Lan Yu probably wanted to take a long-term trip and brought out a suitcase. Lan Ting wanted to help her carry it. She waved her hand and pulled the suitcase up and carried it into the house.

Wen Ai heard that Lan Yu was coming, and couldn't help being a little nervous. After hearing the sound of the security door closing, there was no time for brewing. He walked straight out of the kitchen, and met Lan Yu in a face-to-face encounter. With eyes full of inquiring similar to Lan Ting, Wen Ai was so nervous that he was not ready to meet his family!

Lan Yu had instinctively realized that my brother is gay, but unfortunately, there is no evidence. Now I saw Wen Ai, and the two unfading flushes on his face. He praised himself and gave the old brother a stick. Candle, I can't help but feel bad.

Lan Yu’s searchlight look made Wen Ai uncomfortable. Lan Ting took Lan Yu’s head to the side with a palm, and walked forward and hugged Wen Ai without anyone else: "Baby, this is Lan Yu. I told you."

Wen Ai looked at Lan Yu with a shy smile: "Hello, I'm Jing Huan, Lan Ting's..."

He hadn't finished his stuttering, and Lan Yu, who had excellent eyesight, cried out directly: "Hello sister-in-law!"

Lan Ting glanced at her approvingly, then bowed his head and kissed Wen Ai on the forehead: "Go to the living room to watch TV and chat with the little fat woman, I should cook."

"Come and come." Lan Yu enthusiastically pulled Wen Ai, "Sister-in-law, let's go, let my brother smoke the oil fume alone."

Lan Ting reminded them behind them: "Lan Yu, he is thin-skinned, don't tease him! Otherwise, go to sleep in the street tonight!"

The little girl Lan Yu had a very good name. She was as good as her name. She could speak without stumbling for ten minutes. The cross talk on TV was compared to her.

Wen Ai was a bit cautious at first, but she was familiar with her, the strangeness and embarrassment of the first meeting quickly dissipated, and she nestled shoulder to shoulder on the sofa chatting homely, kind and natural, like a friend of many years. of.

"Your face is so small." Lan Yu looked at Wen Ai with a sigh, and put his palm in front of Wen Ai's face. "Slap your face, it's smaller than my girl's."

"Small?" Wen Ai measured it with his hands, "I haven't paid much attention to this issue."

"You are too young." Lan Yu glanced towards the kitchen, and whispered with his hand covering his mouth, "Although my brother is only 25, your grass is too tender, so he is embarrassed!"

Wen Ai smiled: "I'm only nine years older, and I haven't broken ten!"

Didn’t you come here after a difference of more than nine hundred years in the previous life?

"You are really an uncle when you are ten years old." Lan Yu teased, and put Wen Ai's hand on his lap. He patted and said earnestly, "Xiao Cao Cao, since my brother has taken you down, he You have to be responsible. Although I don't think he is a scumbag, the gap between you and him is too great. You are not allowed to be bullied. Tell me what you will encounter in the future."

Wen Ai nodded: "Okay!"

In the apartment, the sound of cooking, TV, and chatting are mixed together, and there is a lot of smoke, warm and lively.

Lan Ting finished his work in the kitchen and greeted them to start the meal. Lan Yu went to the table and exclaimed at the rich and exquisite dishes: "It's delicious, I have to eat three bowls of rice later."

Lan Ting handed out the bowls and chopsticks while saying: "You eat less, you didn't plan your share originally."

Lan Yu gave him a thumbs up: "Brother!"

"Come on, baby." Lan Ting picked up Wen Ai from the chair, sat down, and put Wen Ai on his lap, and fed him a piece of beef. "It's stewed, especially fragrant."

Lan Ting usually likes to feed Wen Ai to eat, watching his little mouth move, Lan Ting's satisfaction can reach the extreme. But with someone else present today, Wen Ai was a little awkward, but refused to eat at the beginning, pushing his chest and wanting to jump down: "I'll come by myself, you let me go down."

"Don't toss." Lan Ting held his waist tightly, "Hurry up, it's half past six, my stomach is empty."

Lan Yu watched their interaction with excitement. His eyes were surprisingly bright. Wen Ai glanced at her, feeling more shameful, and began to struggle: "Let me eat by myself."

"Hey, I'm afraid that others will see it, right?" Lan Ting put his chopsticks down, broke Wen Ai's face and took a bite, his voice was so loud, he gave Lan Yu a warning after he gave it a warning, and Lan Yu immediately bowed his head and ate. Dishes, dare not watch a good show anymore.

"Come on, have some soup." Lan Ting brought a porcelain spoon of soup over, and Wen Ai opened his mouth and drank it blankly. Obviously, he hasn't recollected from Lan Ting's domineering trick. After a long while, I felt shy with hindsight, but this time I didn't dare to move any more and stayed on Lan Ting's lap honestly.

"Really good." Lan Ting gently squeezed Wen Ai's **** under the table, "Isn't it all right?"

Wen Ai blushed without talking, twisted his body and hid. As a result, Lan Ting was addicted, feeding him tenderly and thoughtfully on the table, playing with his cute round **** silently under the table, without delay up and down. , Relying on Ren Lanyu sitting across the table, unable to see their small movements.

Wen Ai was still hiding at first, but later his whole body was softened by him, and he could only leaned weakly in his arms and endured his pornographic pinch. Lan Ting stared straight at Wen Ai's eyes that were bullied by him, his breath gradually becoming disordered.

Lan Yu looked up blankly: "Brother, why are you panting and your throat is uncomfortable?"

Lan Ting coughed twice: "No, I eat yours."

Lan Yu said "Oh" and continued to concentrate on eating.

Wen Ai tried hard to chew the food, chewing his cheeks bulging, just want to finish eating quickly and get free, but Lan Ting's hand became more and more excessive, and it even reached into his underwear, and the hot palm quickly grabbed him. His **** is hot.

"Don't be like this..." Wen Ai grabbed Lan Ting's shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Your sister is still there, don't be a gangster at this time..."

The corner of Lan Ting's mouth was slanted, and he actually pulled out his hand, feeding the meal wholeheartedly, never touching him again.

After eating, Lan Ting sent Lan Yu to wash the dishes: "Washing the dishes is worth the money, don't break them."

Lan Yu went into the kitchen with a bitter face because the sun didn't get up. Lan Ting pulled Wen Ai to the bedroom, locked the door with his backhand, and sat in the middle of the bed holding Wen Ai, letting Wen Ai sit on his lap face to face with his legs spread out.

Wen Ai didn't dare to look at Lan Ting's deep eyes, lowered his head and said embarrassedly: "You are going to be a gangster again."

"Twice." Lan Ting blew a breath of heat into his ears, his low voice sounded a bit dangerous, "Today you hardened me twice."

"A liar." Wen Ai boldly pressed his crotch and rubbed it with his five fingers. "You often sneak hard, I know."

"A cunning little thing." Lan Ting didn't expect the child to be so keen, he bit his earlobe, and asked viciously, "Will you watch the show when I have an erection? Huh?"

"It's not..." Wen Ai's voice was too small to hear, "I didn't mean to see you uncomfortable..."

Wen Ai knows that this aphrodisiac has a strong desire, and it has been like this for several lifetimes. No matter what under the bed, it will be a different face when he goes to bed. He is also very distressed to see Lan Ting endure so hard.

"I, I will help you..." Wen Ai blushed before finishing the sentence. Lan Ting licked and kissed his neck. At the same time he was moved by joy, a fierce flame rose from his lower abdomen.

Lan Ting asked, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Wen Ai didn't answer, bit his lower lip, and reached out his hand to untie the belt of Lan Ting's home pants. Lan Ting looked at him straightforwardly, raised his hips cooperatively, and Wen Ai also temporarily changed to kneeling. After Lan Ting's **** and underwear were all pulled down, he sat back on his bare thighs and confronted the little brother who was already ready to go.

Wen Ai stroked Lan Ting with both hands, pursing his mouth and eyelashes trembling, his expression was half nervous and shy, he took a deep breath and tried to relax himself.

"Didn't I mean I watched the show all the time." Wen Ai murmured at it while stroking, "Please start your performance."

The corner of Lan Ting's mouth trembled, and he suffocated the smile that came to his lips.

In the private master bedroom, Lan Ting's little brother performed a magic trick for Wen Ai, which magically expanded and hardened, and finally came a small fountain, which was very powerful.

After that, Lan Ting felt that he could not perform alone, so he took off Wen Ai's pants and asked him to come for a while. Wen Ai is not very good at it. After a performance, he cried and cried.

Carefully cleaned up, Lan Ting led Wen Ai out of the room refreshedly. They just appeared in the living room, Lan Yu jumped up from the sofa with a carp, and pointed at Lan Ting and said with a heartache: "Brother ! I saw that you had a dishwasher when I put the bowls! You are my real brother!"

Heartbroken, brother.