Invincible daughter-in-law

Chapter 142

He Zhuolun looked at him innocently: "Apply medicine."

"Applying medicine?" Lang Yan looked down at him unconsciously. The little brother had already stood up majesticly, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

He Zhuolun saw that he had been staring at him, and curled his lips: "I'm sorry, when facing my lover, my body is always more honest than my heart, not to mention you touched me so comfortably just now, if you don't respond, you are not a man."

Lang Yan was a little speechless: "I was applying medicine for you just now, how could I touch you?"

"Yes, it's medicine, and it's medicine now." He Zhuolun turned to face him: "I also have injuries on the back of my buttocks and legs.

"

Looking at the large and small wounds, Lang Yan frowned: "Go to bed and lie down."

He Zhuolun obediently lay on his side on the bed.

Lang Yan sat on the side of the bed, wiped the medicine on his fingertips and wiped it on his buttocks. The large and small wounds on it not only hurt his eyes, but also hurt his heart. It can be seen how powerful the mudslide was at that time Otherwise, the person on the bed would not be covered in bruises.

"ps."

Hearing the deep and sexy moan, Lang Yan quickly came back to his senses, and found that he had been touching He Zhuolun's thigh all the time, his face became hot, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

He Zhuolun felt the hands on his legs being pulled away, and a look of annoyance flashed in his eyes. If it wasn't for being touched comfortably, he wouldn't be able to help but scream.

Lang Yan quickly took the medicine and stood up.

"Wait." He Zhuolun grabbed his hand, got up and pushed him on the bed: "You also need to apply the medicine."

Lang Yan looked up at him: "Why should I apply medicine?"

"You have to apply medicine to your forehead and hands." He Zhuolun spread out his hands, the fingertips and palms were like the wounds on his back, full of large and small wounds, especially the flesh on the fingertips had already burst.

He heard from He Si that when he was buried in the mud, Lang Yan once dug him out of the mud with his bare hands, and the mud and rocks were hard and sharp, and it was easy to cut his hands.

"Why don't you know how to cherish yourself so much." He Zhuolun put them on his lips and kissed them lightly, as if kissing the tip of his heart, Lang Yan's heart beat faster.

He Zhuolun smeared the medicine on the palm of his hand, and said softly: "From now on, don't touch the water again, you know?" These hands are really important to Lang Yan, whether it is playing the piano, drawing or using the computer. You need to use your hands, so don't let them get hurt.

Lang Yan silently raised his head to look at his handsome face, lowered his eyelashes like two small black fans flapping gently, his restless heart was aroused even more difficult to calm down, and he even wanted to put him on the bed. His thin lips were ravished.

The more he looked at his body, the hotter it became. Even if he looked away, the other person's breath would tease his remaining self-control from time to time, and a certain place was like a flashing sword. tent.

Lang Yan moved his body uncomfortably, smelling the seductive fragrance emanating from the man's body, the lower part became harder and harder, which made him very uncomfortable.

He Zhuolun, who was lowering his head to apply the medicine, naturally noticed this, a smile flashed across his black eyes, and he continued to take the medicine calmly.

After applying the medicine, Lang Yan immediately got up and walked into the bathroom, and He Zhuolun who followed behind quickly blocked the door.

"Your hands have just been medicated, so you can't move them around." He quickly hugged Lang Yan from behind, and his big hands got into his pajama pants: "Let me help you."

The sexy and hoarse voice bewitched Lang Yan like a magic voice, and his body softened for a while: "No, we..."

"Shh, don't talk." He Zhuolun kissed the ear rims while helping him, and confuses him with a hoarse voice: "I'm just helping you release it, and I will never do too many things you don't like. Be good. You just close your eyes and enjoy it." Lang Yan's body was extremely honest, and under his big hands, he unconsciously straightened forward, not to mention that the person holding him was someone he liked, making it even more difficult to extricate himself , the last trace of self-control was like a cut string, and he could no longer restrain himself from moaning: "Hurry up, hurry up."

He Zhuolun's eyes became more intense, his kissing movements became more violent and rude, and his hand movements became faster and faster. There has been a long time of unvented words, and with his help, they were soon released.

He Zhuolun felt very satisfied when he saw the thick white liquid, it can be seen that the person in his arms has not had sex for a long time just like him

Too.

He kissed Lang Yan's ear: "You go out first."

Lang Yan glanced at his swollen little brother, hesitated, turned and left the bathroom, and soon, there was a rough moaning sound from inside, which made him feel ready to move again after venting once.

He quickly picked up the quilt and covered his head, so as not to hear the sound of the bathroom again.

Ten minutes later, He Zhuolun came out of the bathroom, went to bed and kissed the hair that was exposed outside the quilt, and then, being hugged in his arms, he fell asleep contentedly.

Tonight, he will have a good dream.

The next morning, when Lang Yan woke up, he saw the familiar handsome face in front of him, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to put this man in the house.

He lightly took the arms around his waist and got up to exercise in the garden. Then, he noticed a person sitting on the rest chair

The old man has been watching him run, and no matter where he runs, he can feel that gaze.

Lang Yan had no choice but to stop and look at the old man, and found that the other party was the old man he had met in the imperial garden.

He walked over in surprise: "Old man, why are you here?"

There was a look of joy on the old man's face: "Young man, it really is you. I thought I had misunderstood the person just now. By the way, don't you live in Yuyuan? Why did you come here to exercise?"

Lang Yan smiled and explained simply: "I moved here to live."

He pointed to the villa not far away: "Villa No. 033 is mine, old man is welcome to come over anytime."

"No wonder I went to you some time ago and said that I was looking for someone in the villa, but I couldn't find anyone. It turns out that I moved away."

Lang Yan didn't want to mention Yuyuan's matter, so he turned the conversation away and asked, "Old man, what about you, why are you here?"

"My grandson lives here, so he moved here. I didn't expect that we would have such a fate and meet again."

"Your grandson agrees to live with you?"

The old man's expression darkened, and he shook his head: "I insisted on moving in, and I asked him to get engaged to that person a while ago, but my grandson already has someone he likes."

"It's good to have someone you like. Only when you are with someone you like can you feel happy. If you let him marry someone he doesn't love, he will only be unhappy for the rest of his life, and finally die of old age in pain. Human life is not long. You shouldn't be bound by too many things, I know you are doing it for his own good, old man, but this is his life, you should let him choose for himself, you can't control him for the rest of his life." The old man's parents sighed: "I don't want to Against him, but my grandson likes a man."

Lang Yan: "..."

"Our family has been single-handed for several generations, how could I agree to let him marry a man."

Lang Yan asked him: "Does the old man simply think that the other party cannot carry on the family line for your family?"

The old man looked a little embarrassed: "I'm more or less afraid of other people's gossip."

"If the old man is only worried about the issue of family succession, then there is no need to worry about it. At that time, you only need to let them find a surrogate to solve the child's affairs. As for other people's gossip, there is no need to pay attention to it, because even if you do good deeds, donate A lot of money is given to people in poverty-stricken areas, and others will talk about you behind your back, saying that you donated the money for your reputation. Then, in the future, do you choose to donate or not? If you don’t donate, some people will also say that you are stingy and cold-blooded. Therefore, people, if you live happily, you must be content, if you expect too much, you will lose a lot.”

The old man thought for a while and said with a smile: "Young man is right. Your words made me feel relieved a lot. In the past, I was the one who lost my reputation.

These things are taken too seriously. After I die, I can't take these things with me. When I stretch my legs, I don't know anything.

"

Lang Yan smiled slightly: "It's good that the old man can think about it."

"Actually, there is another point that makes me disagree with them being together."

Lang Yan raised his eyebrows: "What is it?"

"Didn't I want them to separate? I specially designed a game to make the two of them misunderstand and break up. My grandson used the opportunity to force the other party away because of his horoscope, although it was our fault. However, if the other party really likes my son, he should give my grandson complete trust, and believe that my grandson is not a heartless person, and should not be so easily

It's right that we forced him to leave, but he left later, so I don't think he loves my grandson enough and doesn't deserve to be with my grandson.

"

Lang Yan: "..."

"Young man, do you think I'm right?" Seeing that he was silent, the old man called out again: "Young man?"

Lang Yan came back to his senses and said apologetically, "Sorry, I lost my mind just now."

The old man looked at him with concern: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Lang Yan shook his head: "It's just that the old man's words reminded me of my own affairs. To tell you the truth, I also like men, and what I encountered was somewhat similar to your grandson, so your words reminded me Realize that I really don't love him enough, and don't trust him enough, otherwise I wouldn't be in the current situation."

At that time, he obviously felt that He Zhuolun's breakup was a bit strange, but he only cared about his own injury and did not continue to investigate the reason, so he let the two separate. He Zhuolun completely trusted him, and he was also at fault.

Lang Yan looked at the old man and said with a smile: "The old man's words made me suddenly enlightened, and made me think about a lot of things, otherwise, I would never be able to pass that hurdle."

The old man asked, "Are you still in love with that man?"