Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

Song Guo hid in the grass and waited.

The fatigue on the little squirrel's face could be seen through its fluffy fur. This was Song Guo's fifth day waiting here, but he had not been able to catch the guy who was abusing the little animals.

I don’t know if the person who abused me stopped or what.

However, Song Guo's wait was not in vain. At least during this period, Song Guo rescued eight cute little animals and saved eight lives.

Song Guo heard her lover Situ Yuan guess that the guy who abused the small animals should be a person with some assets, because the small animals they rescued were all relatively valuable species.

"Good boy, it's time for us to go home." Situ Yuan, who had just finished class, hurried over with his schoolbag to pick up his little squirrel and take him home.

"Squeak" A Yuan, you're out of class!

Song Guo's tired eyes began to sparkle again. Recently, he and A Yuan tried to separate to test how long his good luck could offset A Yuan's bad luck. After repeated experiments, Song Guo was finally able to feel at ease to be separated from his lover for four hours.

Of course, Song Guo still had the awareness of preparing for a rainy day, and made his lover wear a felt ball made of his own squirrel hair, which could also bring good luck to his lover.

Situ Yuan squatted down, buried his head in the little squirrel's back, and took a deep breath. They had been separated for just a few hours, and he was thinking about his dearest son all the time.

Song Guo's tail wrapped around Situ Yuan's arm, "Squeak, squeak, squeak." Ah Yuan, I still haven't found the bad guy who abused small animals.

Situ Yuan could hear the disappointment in Song Guo's tone, and patted his head to comfort his dear, "Dear, you don't have to wait here any longer. I have already hired a private detective to investigate. That person has abandoned quite a few cats and dogs. We will follow this clue and we will definitely find the sadist."

That's great. The little squirrel rubbed its furry head against its lover's face. I hope the sadist can be brought to justice as soon as possible, so that the little animals can be spared from his harm.

Song Guo was disgusted with herself squatting in the bushes, covered in dust, so she went into the bathroom as soon as she got home.

Situ Yuan listened to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom and looked at the clothes left outside by his little squirrel. Out of selfishness, he did not speak to remind them.

Song Guo was lying in the bathtub. Her beautiful body curves were clearly visible under the clear ripples. Her face was as rosy as a pink lotus root, beautiful and attractive.

After washing off the dust on his body, Song Guo breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and prepared to put on his clothes, but his hand touched nothing.

Song Guo looked over and saw that the place where clothes were placed was empty, with nothing in it.

Song Guo bit his lower lip with his pearly teeth, hesitating whether to turn into his original squirrel form, but he didn't like the feeling of his fur becoming wet and sticky to his body.

The sound of water stopped.

Situ Yuan loosened the top button of his clothes, stood at the bathroom door holding the clothes, waiting for his little squirrel to speak.

After hesitating for a long time, Song Guo still didn't have the courage to run out naked.

The beautiful jade feet that looked like the custom-made mutton-fat jade in the window curled up slightly. Song Guo suppressed the shame in his heart, "A Yuan——"

"Are you there? Can you hand me my clothes?" After saying this, Song Guo's pretty face turned light red, and her eyelashes trembled like the fluttering of crows.

"My dear, open the door. I've brought you clothes." Situ Yuan's throat was tight and hoarse, and his eyes became deeper, like a pitch-black abyss.

Song Guo hid herself behind the door, opened a small gap, and stretched out her slender hands. Under the lingering water vapor, her slender arms looked like pink lotus roots, making Situ Yuan's Adam's apple roll up and down unconsciously and his throat very dry.

Situ Yuan felt that he urgently needed to quench his thirst, and the best way to quench his thirst was to taste the pink lotus root.

After a while, Song Guo still couldn't hook the clothes, and she got angry, "A Yuan, pass it over, I can't reach it."

The soft voice that fell into Situ Yuan's ears was undoubtedly poison, confusing Situ Yuan's reason. Situ Yuan's eyes were stained with a hint of darkness, "My dear, open the door a little more, the gap is not big enough."

Song Guo didn't suspect anything and opened the door a little wider. Situ Yuan seized the opportunity, pulled the door open with his big hands, squeezed in, and closed the door with his backhand.

Looking at the tempting body of his little squirrel, Situ Yuan pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and a fire ignited in his heart.

His sweet baby is so attractive.

The unbridled gaze of her lover Situ Yuan made Song Guo, who was unobstructed, have rippling eyes and slightly red eye corners. It was as if every look contained a small hook, pure and lustful, making Situ Yuan lustful and hot.

The big bad wolf in sheep's clothing was closing in on the little squirrel, and he had nowhere to retreat. His white back was pressed against the bathroom wall, his soft and tender lips were held, and the whimper in his throat was swallowed.

The clothes brought in were scattered on the bathroom floor and gradually became wet, but its owner, the little squirrel, had no time to care about them. The little squirrel was pushed against the smooth wall by the big bad wolf, as if floating on a stormy sea, with his toes curled up and his little claws clinging tightly to his only support, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

"A Yuan, I, I don't want it anymore..." The white and tender hands weakly pushed Situ Yuan away. Such force on Situ Yuan did not seem like a rejection, but more like a willingness to refuse.

"Be good, Guoguo, it's okay if you're tired, just lie down and enjoy it--" Situ Yuan's forehead was covered with sweat and his voice was hoarse.

Accompanied by intermittent sobbing,

The water from the shower head splashed on the floor, creating splashes of water that lasted for a long time.

Song Guo's shower time this time broke the record. When Situ Yuan carried the sleeping Song Guo out of the bathroom, the clock hand was pointing to 4, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Situ Yuan lay down in bed holding his little squirrel. He was worried about his tired little squirrel being alone at home, so he asked his head teacher for a day off and stayed at home to take care of his little squirrel.

Holding his sweet and soft lover in his arms, with the faint scent of pine lingering around his nose, Situ Yuan fell asleep peacefully with a smile on his lips.