Chapter 1741

Lai Zesheng remembered.

He has been an official for many years. In fact, he has been clean.

So it's easy to think of the young man in red who met in Nanfeng hall five years ago.

Mao Lin in front of him is integrated with the youth of that year.

The only difference is that he is no longer heavily made up.

But the eyes are still attractive.

Lai Zesheng thought of his experience and held out his hand to Mao Lin.

Standing below, Mao Lin looked at his jade like fingers. There were no cocoons on them. They were white and reluctant to touch.

He still raised his feet and walked towards his outstretched hand.

Close, he slowly stretched out his hand and put his hand with cocoon into the warm and cool hand.

Lai Zesheng grabbed Mao Lin's hand and took the man into the house.

He took the man to the couch in front of the window and sat down. Then he sent the warm hand stove to Mao Lin's hand.

Mao Linhai was wearing a hood. Lai Zesheng saw him and stretched out his hands to gently lift his red hood.

Mao Lin was nervous when he entered the room.

This time, he came to the door to unload all his dignity.

Just like five years ago in the Nanfeng Pavilion, he was just a waiter.

Lai Zesheng seems to know him very well.

He lifted Mao Lin's hood to reveal his charming face. Lai Zesheng stretched out his hand and raised his chin.

"Little fellow, you're taking the initiative to send it to the door. I won't let you go this time."

Mao Lin was stunned when he heard the speech, and his face turned red for a moment.

Seeing such a face, Lai Zesheng laughed happily, "you remember the words of that year, but people are five years late."

His hand touched the red mole on Lai Zesheng's chin.

Without waiting for Mao Lin's reply, he asked, "five years ago, why wasn't the mole on your chin?"

Mao Lin lowered his eyes and whispered, "at that time, in order to be afraid of exposing his identity, he made a simple face change."

Looking at his appearance, Lai Zesheng bent down and approached Mao Lin's lips.

The two lips are sealed, and the souls of each other tremble.

Mao Lin's eyelashes trembled a few times. He couldn't help but stretch out his tongue and give him a straightforward response.

He is not an ignorant boy.

When I came, I made full mental preparation.

Lai Zesheng had an unspoken mind about Mao Lin.

It's not just the young kindness, but also the things that attract him in each other.

And the one he likes.

In particular, I know that five years ago, I met the young man who closed his eyes in the Nanfeng Museum, which is also the young man in front of me.

Therefore, all the restraint of Mao Lin's response was gone.

Reach out and hold the man in his arms. He wants to taste his taste.

I don't want to take care of the official rank of Lao Shizi.

Since the other party comes to the door, he won't give the opportunity to check out and back up.

Even if the emperor knows, so what.

He has always taken a fancy to this man, but there is a gap in his identity that makes him unable to start.

Now that he finally has the opportunity to taste this man, Lai Zesheng will not let go.

He withdrew the red robe of the man in his arms.

Show each other's tight corset and reveal his perfect lines.

Seeing this, Lai Zesheng swallowed his saliva.

Close to his Adam's apple, worship inch by inch with his warm lips.

From beginning to end, Mao Lin was at his mercy.

Seeing this, Lai Zesheng smiled and said, "Why are you so good?"

Mao Lin closed his eyes and dared not look at him.

Immediately, the clothes on his body were quickly backed down by the man who looked like a beautiful moon.

Intersect with each other, and the trembling of their souls makes them sigh with each other.

This is a spiritual exchange.