coax me

Chapter 20

It has to be said that Meng Xianyu's talent for speaking nice words has been well highlighted.

It was rare for Ji Yiran to be said by him, and he felt a little bit embarrassed.

But then, he thought again, I am so kind to you, why don't you give me your body?

Will you obey me?

He could hear it, no matter whether Meng Xian's words had that kind of meaning or not, his words were expressing: My work has nothing to do with you, so don't interfere.

Ah.

Put it here to sugar coat him.

Ji Yiran sneered in his heart, and it was hard for Meng Xian to say anything, now he would turn eighteen corners when speaking.

However, this is really nice.

Today he was invited to come to Meng Xianyu's home to be alone with him, Ji Yiran intends to treat him well, not to mention obedience, but he can still do it without flirting with him.

After all, this is what Meng Xianyu traded for the protagonist of the movie, why didn't he satisfy him?

Ji Yiran originally expected to see Meng Xianyu regret it, but judging from Meng Xianyu's words, he has no regrets at all.

For a while, Ji Yiran didn't know where to find Meng Xianyu's breakthrough. For a starlet like Meng Xianyu, the protagonist of the movie was already an untouchable ceiling.

Not heavy enough?

At this time, the TV series came to an end, and a lot of advertisements jumped out of the screen.

One after another, familiar or unfamiliar faces slipped past Ji Yiran's eyes. Meng Xianyu's cell phone rang loudly, and he answered the phone next to him. He could tell it was a manager, and he was probably reporting the premiere data to him. There is market feedback for Meng Xianyu's personal character.

Ji Yiran half listened and half didn't listen, and watched the advertisement for a long time boredly, then suddenly thought of something, and then glanced at Meng Xianyu who was listening to the phone with his head down.

Doesn't this face look much better than the ones in these advertisements?

Isn't the protagonist of the movie rare?

That advertising endorsement?

Movies also depend on the faces of the director and the audience, not endorsements.

While thinking, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his secretary: "See what kind of endorsement Meng Xianyu is suitable for, and give him one."

After Meng Xianyu and Du Ge finished the phone call, like a small employee who just finished a meeting, his whole body relaxed, and he fell directly on Ji Yiran.

Ji Yiran was so smashed by him that his phone almost fell out of his palm, and he said angrily: "Can you give me a notice, come here suddenly, if my phone breaks, let's see how I will deal with you."

Hearing Meng Xianyu's words, he quickly turned over and looked at his cell phone. He was relieved to see that it was still fine.

Then he stretched out his hand and patted Ji Yiran's shoulder. While Ji Yiran was slightly stunned, he pushed him to sit on the back of the sofa, stretched his thighs, and lay down by himself, putting his head on his thighs.

"Don't move, I'll lie down for a while.

Du Ge talked endlessly, I can't distract myself, I'm exhausted. "

Meng Xianyu opened the message with his mobile phone, and complained to Ji Yiran at the same time, he was extremely busy.

Ji Yiran would not argue with Meng Xianyu on such trivial matters, and Meng Xianyu spent more time with him, and slowly found the way.

Sure enough, after hearing what Meng Xianyu said, Ji Yiran really did as he wanted.

The two of them played with their mobile phones for a while. They were both very busy people, and there was never a shortage of messages on the WeChat list that needed to be replied.

After deleting the important reply, Meng Xianyu put the phone on her chest, looked up at Ji Yiran.

Ji Yiran was looking at a bunch of proposals that the secretary sent them that could endorse Meng Xianyu. After all, he was the one who made the decision, and he still had to nod on what kind of endorsement for Meng Xianyu in the end.

Meng Xianyu glanced at him left and right, and found that Ji Yiran was more serious about playing with his mobile phone than him, so he was bored.

He rolled on Ji Yiran's lap twice, then turned over, put his forehead on Ji Yiran's waist, and buckled Ji Yiran's belt with his hands.

Ji Yiran was still replying to the message, he took the phone in the other hand, pressed Meng Xianyu's troublesome hand with his right hand, and said, "Don't watch TV anymore?

Are the ratings coming out? "

Meng Xianyu was held down by him, but he didn't settle down. Instead, he grabbed Ji Yiran's hand with his backhand, and intertwined his fingers. He happily gave up his belt, kneaded his fingers, and said, "Only real-time viewing, what's the real deal?" Okay, when the official ratings come out tomorrow, the crew should celebrate."

"Where are you celebrating?

I will send you some flower baskets to suit the occasion. "

Ji Yiran said.

Meng Xian paused, blinked his eyes, and said: "The flower basket is delivered, I can't see it either, send me a bouquet of flowers.

I like lilies. "

After hearing his words, Ji Yiran turned his eyes away from the screen and landed on the face of Meng Xianyu who was pillowed on his lap.

Meng Xianyu noticed his gaze and turned to look at him.

Half of his face was puffed up from the pressure, and the other side had a slight dimple when he smiled.

It was Meng Xianyu who came up to wrap him around, dangling his arms, and messed up his hair even more: "Is it possible?

elder brother?

May I?

old season? "

Ok?

Ji Yiran immediately frowned: "Old Ji?

Can you say that again?

Who did you call just now? "

Meng Xianyu's stance was not firm at all, and he begged for mercy immediately: "Brother, brother, I was wrong, I just heard your friend call you that, and learned a lesson,"

Whispering and saying: "Old Ji doesn't like it, Xiao Ji?"

What a mess, Ji Yiran put down his phone, grabbed Meng Xianyu, pressed him on the sofa, pressed it up and said, "Call me after you've figured it out?

I didn't teach you? "

Meng Xianyu's smile overflowed from his eyes, he taught him, but at that time he shouted on the bed, and Meng Xianyu refused to admit it when he got out of bed.

They were almost body to body and stuck together, when they were together, Meng Xianyu looked at Ji Yiran more, and Ji Yiran knew that he wanted to hug.

I don't know why I like hugging so much, and kissing is the second place. My favorite position is the long and lingering feeling of being held in Ji Yiran's arms.

Meng Xianyu was the most obedient at that time, he could yell whatever he was told, his eyes were wet, and physical tears fell from them from time to time, looking very pitiful.

He seldom made a sound, and only when he was made hard would a few broken moans flow out of his throat.

The last few times they had sex, Meng Xianyu learned not to buckle Ji Yiran's back, and every time he grabbed the bed sheet tightly, his brows were slightly frowned, it seemed to be painful, but at the same time it seemed very comfortable, making Ji Yiran wish he could do more with him twice.

Meng Xianyu let him ask, covered his mouth and dodged left and right, refusing to make a sound.

Ji Yiran snorted twice, straightened up, looked at Meng Xianyu condescendingly, unbuttoned his shirt, and said again and again: "I'll give you a minute, if you call me, be gentle, if you don't—"

Meng Xianyu looked up at him. Looking at Ji Yiran who was unbuttoning from this angle, Jane perfectly interpreted what is a gentle scum and a beast in clothes. It is so sexy that people can be hard immediately.

"elder brother--"

Meng Xianyu waved at him, Ji Yiran lowered his eyes and looked at him, thinking he was shy, so he lowered his head obediently.

Meng Xianyu put his arms around his neck, put his mouth close to his ear, and breathed out, "Brother, I want to call you that word again, and I want you to be rough, what should I do?"

What can I do?

Of course Ji Yiran killed him immediately.

It is more convenient to do this at home. After finishing it from the living room, it can be transferred to the bedroom.

Because it was a familiar room, Meng Xianyu had a special kind of shyness, as if he couldn't let it go, but his waist was so soft that it was usually faster, as if it had turned into a puddle of water.

They had a great time this time, and Meng Xianyu was too tired to get up.

When Ji Yiran came back from the shower, he was still buried in the pillow with his eyes closed.

"I hug you."

Ji Yiran told him that Meng Xianyu closed his eyes and did not move, only his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ji Yiran was speechless. With this physical strength, can you believe that he can shoot more than a dozen fight scenes on the spot?

Anyway, he doesn't believe it at all now.

He sighed, he was always served by others, but now he is fine, he has found a living ancestor, and he is the one who serves him every time.

Meng Xianyu's bathroom is fairly big, with a bathtub, but it's for one person.

When Ji Yiran put him in and bathed him, he was quite obedient, but when he was washing his hair, he was abruptly woken up by Ji Yiran's uneven hand strength.

"My eyes hurt!"

As soon as Meng Xianyu woke up, he found that he couldn't see anything, and after shaking his head for a while, he remembered that Ji Yiran seemed to be bathing him.

"elder brother?"

He closed his eyes and said.

Ji Yiran touched his face, and said calmly: "It should be that the shampoo has gone in, just rinse it with water and it will be fine."

As she spoke, without giving Meng Xianyu any time to prepare, the hot water rushed down from the top of Meng Xianyu's head.

Fortunately, Meng Xianyu's shower can adjust the constant temperature, otherwise Ji Yiran didn't adjust the water temperature, and Meng Xianyu would be scalded.

Meng Xianyu received the impactful hot water with his head in his pocket, his eyes were flushed, and he immediately shouted: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Oh."

Ji Yiran turned off the shower.

Meng Xianyu sat in the bathtub, lost his mind for a while, then wiped his face, and looked at Ji Yiran who was sitting next to him.

Ji Yiran just wrapped a towel, which is almost soaked now.

Wet and seductive, Meng Xianyu's mind immediately flashed these four characters, but they had just done it just now, so he was dreaming so quickly, as if he was particularly lustful.

He coughed and said solemnly: "Brother, you're going to leave, I'm awake, I'll do it myself."

Ji Yiran also felt that he was in a state of embarrassment, but he looked at the towel around his waist, and at Meng Xianyu who deliberately avoided looking at him, suddenly got up and pulled the towel off, and threw it into the laundry basket next to him inside.

"bring it on."

Is there any knowledge and interest?