The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

Haman couldn't remember how many times 49 kissed himself, anyway, when he recovered, he was out of breath and his eyes were full of mist.

He adjusted his breathing and kept looking up at 49 lying next to him, his eyes were full of 49's reflection.

In fact, in the past few days when 49 is not around, he misses 49 very much, and the person who hugs you and sleeps with you every day is no longer around for no reason. A normal person will miss him, and Harman is no exception.

"Have you eaten?"

49 asked Haman gently stroking his face with his thumb.

Harman shook his head, he didn't eat much today.

"wait for me."

49 got up, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the door. After closing the door, his footsteps got farther and farther away.

Haman got up from the bed and looked for a hair dryer to dry his hair. The black shirt just below his thighs let out a burst of happiness as he raised his hand to dry his hair.

Straight long legs, slender waist, wide shirt with long blond hair, and a pair of innocent and beautiful light golden eyes, no matter how you look at it, it is beautiful.

After blowing his hair, 49 hasn't come back yet, Haman sat on the sofa and waited for 49 bored, looking out of the window from time to time, hugging his head on his knees.

"It's dark here at night."

Harman couldn't help muttering. After all, the large French windows of House 49 looked out at a large night scene, and there was only a little light here.

After a while, Haman heard footsteps outside, and immediately ran to the door happily, opened the door, and poked his head out.

There was no accident for 49 outside. He was holding a tray with a glass of juice and a steak, broccoli and some beans on it. It smelled very fragrant.

Harman stepped aside to let 49 enter the room first, and then closed the door to follow.

49 pulled the bedside table aside, put it in front of the sofa as a small dining table, and put the steak and juice on it.

He put the tray aside, and with a big hand, he hugged Haman next to him on his lap.

Harman sat obediently, and the steak in front of him had been cut into small pieces in advance, which should have been prepared in advance by 49.

49 picked up a fork and fed a small piece of steak to Haman. Haman ate it with his mouth open, covered his mouth and chewed gently, and sat on 49's lap obediently with his long hair draped over his head to eat.

"Did you do this?"

Haman turned around and asked 49, eating a familiar taste.

"The food they make here is not good."

49 finished speaking and kissed Haman, and continued to feed Haman the steak.

Haman opened his mouth to eat obediently one by one, and he chewed a little bit because he was fed a little too much, so he covered his mouth with his hands and ate, only showing his beautiful light golden pupils, smart and cute.

49 Ben wanted to continue feeding, but it was obvious that Harman couldn't eat, so he stopped and handed Harman the juice.

Haman took it with both hands, took a small sip from the glass, drank less than half of it, turned and handed it to 49, "Do you want to drink?"

49 drank a little meaningfully, and kissed Haman on the lips. Naturally, his wife couldn't refuse to drink, even though he was neither thirsty nor hungry.

49 picked up the fork and fed the Harman steak again, this time slowly feeding small pieces.

Harman took the steak with his mouth slightly open, and ate it with his hand covering his mouth gracefully as always, holding the juice in one hand.

49 The corners of his mouth curled up. Watching Harman eat is a kind of enjoyment, and he can relax physically and mentally.

Haman didn't know that he could make 49 feel better just by eating something, so he covered his mouth and chewed and looked at 49 suspiciously.

49 did not explain, and kissed Haman's hair and touched his head.

Haman likes how 49 touches his head like this, the hands are warm and gentle.

"Have you eaten?"

Harman finally remembered to ask this.

"I just ate it not long ago."

49 He returned to Haman, and kissed Haman again.

Harman was used to these small intimate actions of 49 and didn't say anything, just looked at 49 curiously.

It seems like he's been kissing me since I got here.

49 himself also noticed that it was coming, but he knew that Harman didn't hate it, so he didn't stop.

He fed Haman broccoli, which Haman didn't like to eat, but he ate it anyway because he didn't want to waste it.

49 also knew that Harman didn't like food, but there were no vegetables in Shacheng at all, it was all meat, and the broccoli and beans were sent over from the camp.

It took about an hour before Harman was fed by 49, and he was sitting on the sofa by himself, because 49 took the tableware downstairs to the kitchen.

In less than 5 minutes 49 came back with a bottle of water in hand.

He walked to the sofa and sat down, turned on the water and handed it to Harman.

Harman took a sip and gave it back to 49, nodding the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Drinking water is so gentle.

49 The corners of his mouth curled up again, he twisted the water bottle and put it on the bedside table in front of him, and patted his thigh.

Haman got up and sat on 49's lap obediently, facing 49 with his long soft light golden hair.

He stared straight at 49 with bright and big eyes, and just stared at 49, because he hadn't seen 49 for several days, he wanted to watch for a while.

49 seemed to notice it, clenched the hand on Haman's lap, and raised the corner of his mouth again.

Haman raised his hand and touched 49's face, his fingers were slender and beautiful.

49 grasped Haman's wrist, tilted his head and kissed Haman's palm.

Haman blushed inexplicably, but he didn't retract his hand.

He really likes staying with 49, although sometimes it is very tiring, and sometimes it is too much, but 49 has always taken care of him and cherished him, and never made him feel wronged.

Harman took the initiative to hug 49's neck, looking at 49 with a blushing face.

He wanted 49, not only wanted to kiss him, he wanted 49 to love him.

Seeing the meaning in Haman's eyes, 49 was a little surprised, this was the first time Haman showed such an expression.

I didn't expect to gain so much after a few days of separation.

There was a smile on 49's face. Although he was worried that the place was not clean, it was fine for Haman to sit on him, and it was not a big problem.

After thinking this way, 49 didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately lowered his head and took Haman's breath.