help the disabled

Chapter 18

, only allowed to caress each other with hands.

"Keep an inch..." Gu Fenglin cursed with a blushing face.

"My 'size' father knows best." Gu Tang's tone can be as ambiguous as possible.

"Gu Tang!"

The voice of cursing was raised a little, there is a big crowd here, why is this kid so unrestrained, he is at a loss for his old love to say such obscene words.

"I'm sorry!" Gu Tang lowered his head, apologizing as he did when he made a mistake when he was a child.

"Oh...forget it..."

Gu Fenglin shook his head, I don't know how many times he made a deep self-criticism, this kid Gu Tang used to come and go with this trick, but he couldn't cope with this trick.Alas, no one told him that he just couldn't lose his temper with Gu Tang.

With the lowered head stuck out his tongue secretly, he snickered by the way, "Heh."

I like to see the nervous and embarrassing expression on his face the most. Every time it makes him almost hard, but he can't play too much. When his father calls his full name, it means that he has to stop and can't do it anymore. After playing, he is reluctant to really make his father angry, anger hurts his body!

As soon as Gu Tang raised his head, he saw the wife of a certain minister staring at his father's face again, causing his good mood to drop suddenly. "Someone is peeping at you again, Dad has so many admirers."

Gu Fenglin turned his face and asked his son suspiciously: "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about a lot of shameless women staring at you during the rare court banquet, hum."

"It's disgusting, how handsome, chic and perfect you are, he just needs to know and appreciate it alone, why attract so many annoying flies, damn it."

All that Gu Tang said to himself fell into Gu Fenglin's ears, and he suddenly covered his face with his hands without knowing what he thought of, without saying a word.

"Father, what's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable? Where does it hurt?" He pulled Gu Fenglin's hand covering his face and looked anxiously into his eyes.

"Tang..."

Gu Tang's chest tightened, and his father only called out his single name when he was emotional. "You, your face is so red."

"You made a mistake."

Gu Fenglin turned his face away, he didn't want anyone else to see his shy expression except Gu Tang.

"mistake?"

Gu Fenglin stretched out his hand and alluded to those gazes fixed on him, blushing as if he was drunk: "The person they are looking at is you."

"I?"

Gu Fenglin blushed and nodded, and said: "For the past two months, my colleagues have come to me every day, asking me what kind of girl you like, want... want to marry me..."

Can't push, can't refuse.

In the eyes of others, Gu Tang is tall and handsome, with outstanding temperament, and he is also a child of the Gu family. He is really a rare good man. Many young girls who are waiting to be married have asked their parents, relatives and friends to come and ask, just to know how Gu Tang will be. What kind of woman do you like.

As a father, he should be happy, but as a lover, he couldn't help being jealous.

That's why he used his busy schedule as an excuse, because he was afraid that he would show jealousy to Tang'er when he was in love.

"Is that why you don't want me to hug you?"

"..."

Nodding, her flushed face drooped even lower.

"I feel... ashamed..."

A man in his 40s is jealous of a group of girls who are only [-] or [-] years old, really... really shameless...

"Puff."

"Don't laugh."

"I see. I'm happy now." In front of his father, Gu Tang never concealed his emotions.

"Humph."

Gu Fenglin was ashamed and angry, and squinted. At this moment, he had calmed down and turned around to sit up. He didn't want to talk to Gu Tang, who was beside him with a happy face.

The banquet of the courtiers was extremely lively, and many ministers took advantage of the toast to come to the table of the two of them and carefully looked at Gu Tang, the "possible future son-in-law".

Knowing that the protagonist who was scrutinized was himself, Gu Tang was in a good mood, courteous and thoughtful, and deliberately showed off his excellence in front of everyone who came to scrutinize him.

So much so that within a few months after the banquet ended, more and more girls in the courtiers' homes who were waiting in the boudoir regarded Gu Tang as the object of their admiration. Even the matchmakers in the neighborhood of the capital who had decades of reputation, They also regarded Gu Tang as their number one guest, and vowed to receive the matchmaker money.

More and more people came to toast and look at them. Even the maids who served the water and wine changed from batch to batch. They made it clear that they wanted to show their face in front of Gu Tang. Maybe they could get the favor of this handsome young man and marry him. officials.

Gu Fenglin's complexion became darker and darker with the toasting crowd, and his jealous heart felt as uncomfortable as being bitten by a bug.

lb!

The wine glass was placed heavily on the table, and the people around were all frightened and dumbfounded, except for Gu Tang who deliberately contributed to this embarrassing scene.

"Gentlemen, I'm really sorry, my father can't handle alcohol, please allow us to leave the table first."

Everyone secretly looked at Gu Fenglin's expression, not only his face was ugly, but also strangely red.Everyone has been colleagues for many years, but no one has ever seen Mr. Gu who was so drunk. He was so nervous that he asked Gu Tang to take his father back home, and reminded him to ask the doctor to make Mr. Gu a bowl of hangover soup when he returned home. Otherwise you'll have a terrible hangover the next day.

"Woo..."

In the main room of the Gu mansion, broken moans flowed from the corner of Gu Fenglin's mouth. He leaned against the head of the bed, his legs were separated from the left and right, while Gu Tang buried his head in his crotch, soothing his lower body with his mouth.

After spitting out the glans wet with saliva, Gu Tang looked up at the bewildered lover, "It's so rare to see you jealous."

Gu Fenglin is not a person who loves wine, and tonight he drank more than he could bear, and was so drunk that he confided all his grievances in a childish way for more than a month.

"It's all you, so handsome, so... hiccup, perfect, many girls want to marry you. Father doesn't want a wife, Tang... Father doesn't want you to marry a wife, don't want..."

Gu Tang suppressed a smile, pretending to be serious, "If you are disobedient, I will marry a wife."

"No!" Biting her lower lip with tears in her eyes, she wanted to cry. "I, I am obedient."

God!Such a dad is so cute, I must drink him often in the future, oh no!You have to draw him up, yes, yes, you have to draw him up and collect them.

wait, paper...

Find paper.

Ah, and a pen...

Grab a pen.

Inkstone inkstone, grinding ink, grinding ink...

Gu Tang threw down the aggrieved Gu Fenglin, got out of bed and rummaged through the four treasures of the study, and when they were all on the table, he said to the belching man, "Show me your self-blasphemy here."

"..."

"Um?"

After saying no, he was blocked by a thick threatening voice. Gu Fenglin bit his lower lip, held his hand towards his own upturned desire, and obeyed the call of desire to soothe his swollen lower body.

"Hah... help... help me..."

"Get it out yourself."

"Woooo..." Tears were forced out of the corners of his eyes by lust, and he tried his best to move his lower body that had been refusing to let out.

Behind the round table, Gu Tang swallowed his saliva, resisting the desire to rush over to invade this body, crossed his legs and clamped so hard that it was driving him crazy, and tried hard to describe the rare sight on the white paper with a pen and ink. beautiful view.

After working hard for more than an hour, I finally put the drunk Gu Fenglin on the paper, dried the ink lines on the paper, and carefully put it into the hidden compartment.

Then the bear roared and jumped at the lover who played with his backyard with his fingers as he ordered, pulled down his trousers and rushed into the meat hole, twitching his waist and limbs with a satisfied growl, filling the room with ambiguous gasps.

The next evening, Gu Fenglin, who had been drunk for more than a day, finally woke up, but he couldn't remember how he got home.With the buttocks clamped, it was obvious that she had been visited, her face darkened on the spot, and she cursed secretly.

"Alcohol is really not a good thing."

In the room on the other side, Gu Tang locked the door and was busy carefully coloring the dozen or so specially-made erotic pictures. When the tip of the pen touched the nipples, he couldn't help wiping his saliva. He couldn't help but raise his head and sing happily sang.

"La la la, wine, wine, I love you."

--Finish

postscript

I don’t know how many people are as obsessed with brothers and fathers and sons as I am? (laugh)

Although in reality I like this kind of social news the most, but if it is changed to the world of danmei, it is my favorite~ (excited and twisted, beaten)

Three years ago, "Mi Canhong" wrote a big brother article after years of grievances. It is said that the tragic ending that year made many people cry.Three years later, blazing resentment was ignited again (hey), and I decided to challenge the more taboo father-son essay again, so it became the "Helping the Disabled and Drunken Search" in the hands of the guest officials.

After thinking about the title of the book, I suddenly found that both articles actually used the word "remnant" as the title...ヘHehe... (laughing dryly).

Since many people don’t touch this kind of theme, and without the support of other adults, I was afraid that no one would pay attention to it when I opened the pre-order, but the resentment was too heavy, so I decided to print it even if no one bought it for my own pleasure (poof).Here, I would like to thank every little baby who supports the aunt, tweet tweet (blow kiss)

Wen has decided, the more important thing is the great and wronged painter (laughs), who should I turn to?

Because it is an ancient draft, the first thing that comes to mind is the waste painting Sanqian Meimei who has collaborated with, but this time it is father and son Wenye!If she is thunderous, I can't knock her down and force her to submit! ?I'm a super invincible, gentle and good little gong, I can't do this kind of thing! (cover face)

"The mouse is a father and son Wenye this time! Are you... convenient to pick it up? And... I hope there will be a hot inside page... (handsome)"

"H text? I want to pick it up!"

"Uh……"

For some reason, I have mixed feelings (preferably XD).

Me, me, me... all the painters in my family are too, praise, la, la!Wo 彁 彁 彁——

Same bad, same corruption, same taboo-loving O