Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Aren't you sleeping with me?" The child muttered, dissatisfied.

"No, I can't hold it anymore." Lu Zhishan quickly kissed the child's bright forehead and lifted the quilt out of bed.

The child just woke up, his head was a little groggy, and he asked, "What can't I hold on to?"

A 36-year-old middle-aged man twitched his lips: "..."

Mu Nanzhi froze and immediately understood, and immediately blushed: "Then you are not going fast?"

"..." Lu Zhishan really wanted to hit a child, but wouldn't I have been struggling so hard if you had been pestering me all the time?

"Don't be busy ..." The child suddenly stopped the man again, "... I think so."

Lu Zhishan turned around and said nothing: "..."

"Oh, you go first, I ... I won't go with you." Mu Nanzhi realized what he had just said, he was so ashamed, he was so busy holding the quilt that he buried himself all at once Got under the covers.

Lu Zhishan was so angry and funny that he folded back, took out the night pot from under the bed, and patted the small place where the quilt swelled out: "Get up."

Mu Nanzhi's furry little head was drilled out of the quilt. As soon as he saw the night pot in the man's hand, he immediately got into the quilt: "I don't need to ... don't use this. It's bright all day, I ... ... I'll wait out ... "

"Cold outside, just use this," Lu Zhishan put the night pot on the ground, and dug the child out of the quilt, softly, "Oh, obedient."

"It's not cold at all ..." The child blushed and whispered, "It's April now ..."

"It's not allowed to go out, don't you want to go to sleep again? It's not worthwhile to go out and dress and wash," Lu Zhishan started to take off Mu Nanzhi's underwear. "Good, Hurry up and go to sleep ... "

"Then ... then don't you go out, okay?" Mu Nanzhi pulled his mid pants tightly, red-faced and bargaining with Lu Zhishan, Bai Nennen stepped on the bedboard, "Isn't you under the bed?" Is it a night pot? If you do n’t use it, then I ... Then I do n’t need ... ''

Lu Zhishan: "..."

...

Lu Zhishan went out and poured the night pot. When the hand came in, Mu Nanzhi shouted for thirst again. Lu Zhishan got up and poured tea for her, watched her finish it, took the cup, put it, and the man went on again. After getting in bed, holding the child, I planned to accompany the child to sleep again, but this time the child is obviously not sleepy.

"Cousin, just now ... what a long time inside," the child put his arms around the man's arms and drew his fingers around the man's chest. "Did you hold on for a long time?"

Lu Zhishan's mouth twitched: "... close your eyes and go to sleep."

"... Oh," the child closed his eyes obediently, but the small mouth couldn't stop stubbornly. "Cousin, you're obviously so stingy, but you can't bear to wake me up, you really treat me Great."

Lu Zhishan was a little sweet and a little speechless. He kissed the child ’s forehead and said, "OK, don't talk, close your eyes and sleep."

The child muttered, "But you have a belly, so many ... what's inside, but you still hold me so tightly, it's kind of disgusting to think about it."

Lu Zhishan had a black line on his face: "... Don't you want to sleep?"

[All characters in this article are adults.]

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