A love story of two ladyboys

Ji Yao had to admit that Mr. Qin's cooking skills are still very good.Although his pink apron was a bit of a spoiler, it didn't hinder the taste of the meal.

In fact, he didn't expect that the guests from home would take the initiative to ask to cook, and the pink apron was found out of the landlord's inventory. Fortunately, Mr. Qin didn't mind too much.

The child Qin Shuo had already drank a full stomach of strawberry milk before eating, and had no idea about the dishes his own father cooked. He sat opposite Ji Yao holding Qin Xuan's fruit machine and pressed the fruit machine randomly.

Qin Xuan casually put a piece of pot-packed meat into Ji Yao's bowl, then turned to look at Qin Shuo: "Baby, what are you playing?"

"Jerking off."

Ji Yao's movement of clamping the meat froze, and his back felt a little tense for no reason.

Qin Xuan worriedly looked at his cell phone that was ringing: "I think you seem to have a grudge against it."

Qin Shuo opened his mouth and was about to refute when the paper plane crashed into the enemy fighter and crashed.

The child looked at Qin Xuan full of grievances, and ran to Jiyao's side with his calves "kicking and kicking", and was about to climb up while holding his thighs.

Qin Xuan looked at Ji Yao who hadn't even found an excuse to make out with him, and couldn't help but put on a straight face: "Qin Shuo, what are you doing?"

"Brother, brother..."

While speaking, Qin Shuo managed to hide in Ji Yao's arms, and at the same time handed him the phone.

Ji Yao probably didn't expect that, before eating, he helped Qin Shuo play a few high scores, and the image in the children's heart had already become taller than his father.

I can only blame Mr. Qin for playing games on his own to seduce Teacher Ji other than coaxing the children at home, and he can't blame others.

Qin Xuan was a little annoyed at the kid who was blatantly rebelling under his nose, and raised his eyebrows: "Qin..."

Before Shuo could say it, he was stopped by a piece of potted meat.

While hugging Qin Shuo, Ji Yao retracted the chopsticks from Mr. Qin's mouth, and said nonchalantly, "This is delicious, try it."

Qin Xuan: "..."

My son rebelled and abducted my wife, what should I do?

Qin Shuo escaped successfully, rubbed his little face against the prickly sweater, and said sweetly, "Brother, help me play."

The ability to act like a baby is many times higher than that of Mr. Qin.

Ji Yao immediately readily agreed, but he didn't know that Mr. Qin's heart was already occupied by old vinegar.

Children's energy is always inferior to that of adults, and within two hours after eating, Qin Shuo had already dozed off while grabbing his pajamas.

Ji Yao sat by the bed and looked at his big bag, and found a pile of unnamed toiletries and children's toothpaste, a pajamas, a pair of plush socks, and a brand new towel.Those who didn't know thought that the father and son were here to travel.

Qin Xuan was happily washing dishes on the balcony, humming a ditty that had already gone out of tune, if it wasn't for the formal shirts, he would really look like a professional house cook.

Qin Shuo picked up the pajamas and put them on his feet. Before he could stretch one leg smoothly, he had already closed his eyes and fell on Ji Yao.

Ji Yao blinked: "Mr. Qin!"

"Hey," Qin Xuan responded, picked up a towel and wiped the water off his hands, walked to the door of the only bedroom and probed, "What's the matter baby?"

Ji Yao looked at him with a panicked expression: "Your son is asleep, what should you do?"

Qin Xuan smiled and said, "What do you want to do, cold salad or braised sauce?"

"Mr. Qin! Be serious!"

The child was sleeping soundly in his arms, Ji Yao, who was inexperienced, didn't dare to touch it, but it happened that Mr. Qin was still watching the play, and he was so anxious that he wanted to hit someone.

Qin Xuan finally got a little more serious, leaned over and said softly: "Just change into pajamas, and change socks too."

There was an adult man added to the originally not very spacious single bed, and the space became narrower and narrower.

Qin Xuan neatly stripped Qin Shuo naked and stuffed it into Ji Yao's arms, then put the one-piece pajamas on the child from top to bottom, and finally wrapped his arms around Ji Yao's waist from behind, and stuffed the socks into his hands : "Help him get dressed quickly, he is afraid of the cold."

Ji Yao: "...I'm afraid of heat, Mr. Qin."

Qin Xuan put his chin on his shoulder, pretended not to hear, and pretended to hold Ji Yao's hand and moved closer to Qin Shuo.

The child leaned in front of him with his chest open, and Ji Yao didn't dare to delay any longer, so he could only scold Mr. Qin in his heart for being an incompetent father, while clumsily helping Qin Shuo button his buttons, and his trembling fingertips caught his ear A string of jeers.

Qin Xuan repeated his old tricks, biting his ear and said in a low voice: "Is it okay, Teacher Ji?"

Ji Yao managed to fasten all six buttons. Hearing such a teasing sentence, he couldn't help twisting Mr. Qin's arm lightly, and raised his bar on purpose, "It can't be done!"

Qin Xuan rubbed his arm, it felt like being bitten by a mosquito, it was a little itchy, but he still insisted: "Oh, Ji Yao, you murdered your husband!"

"Mr. Qin, take your son to bed by yourself!"

Ji Yao turned around and put Qin Shuo into Mr. Qin's arms, stepped out of bed nimbly, and ran away.

Mr. Qin looked at Qin Shuo, who was sleeping softly in a ball, and felt that his son seemed a bit cheating. After raising him for almost three years, it was the first time that he felt that the child was so uncute.

In fact, Ji Yao didn't run very far. The rental house was just such a pitiful one-bedroom and one living room. He couldn't hide in the toilet and act like a turtle. He just hid symbolically, so as not to be overwhelmed by the ambiguous atmosphere. I can't hold it anymore.

He was naked in the afternoon when he was sleeping, and his nose was a bit intermittent at the moment. He pulled on his slippers and swayed around the kitchen, inspected the fruits of Mr. Qin's labor, and started to clean the remaining two bowls So I thought about going to the cupboard to look for cold medicine for backup.

The decoration of this room still has the old-fashioned style of the earlier years. The cabinet is located above the heater. It is the kind of overall small cabinet made by a carpenter, and it is connected with the wall wrapped in wood.

Ji Yao flipped through the pages carefully, opened the gastric medicine and Fenbid, and before he could take out the half box of Gankang, he was stuck again by Mr. Qin.

Taking advantage of his height, Mr. Qin seems to like to hug people from behind, hugging Ji Yao's chest against his back, and he doesn't feel too hot.

Of course, Ji Yao is the only one who is really panicked by the heat. In this winter when the heating has not started, it is mostly caused by nervousness.

He took out Gankang stiffly, without turning his head, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Qin, what's wrong?"

For more than 20 years, he has only touched hands with people, and suddenly a big living person who is unwilling to move his nest is stuck behind him. No one can adapt to it. If it is not for the consideration that Qin Shuo's child is sleeping, Ji Yao might be about to explode.

Qin Xuan frowned and looked at the medicine box in his hand, and asked, "What's the matter with you, you have a cold? If you don't listen to me telling you to cover the quilt, have you been punished?"

Ji Yao: "When did your old man let me cover the quilt..."

For some reason, he always felt that Mr. Qin seemed to have turned back into the bad-ass commander who was cursing the sky and scolding the air, and now he was pointing a machine gun at him, and he was about to fire a patriarchal gun.

Look, men are not good things, once you get them, you will turn your face immediately, Ji Yao complained in his heart.

Qin Xuan blinked, and said with an innocent face: "I don't have it, did I remember it wrong?"

Ji Yao: "I blamed you wrongly."

Qin Xuan: "What did you blame me for? Ji Yao, can we talk properly and not play charades?"

Mr. Qin, who didn't turn around for a while, was a little cute, Ji Yao smiled, turned around and hugged his waist.

Being hugged and actively hugging are actually two different concepts, although the physiological phenomena induced are similar—for example, both hearts are beating wildly, and the chest is thumping, as if it is about to jump out.

The figure with slender waist and long legs feels very good in the hand, Ji Yao couldn't resist the temptation of beauty, couldn't help touching his back, carefully thinking about how beautiful Mr. Qin's muscle lines are.

Qin Xuan patted him on the back, and said seriously: "Jiyao, how could you touch me secretly, it's so dirty."

Ji Yao: "???"

The author has something to say:

I finally saved a little money, and I can give out red envelopes in the future ww

Thank you for your thunder, irrigation and comments, knock on happy w

In fact, there are [-] characters in the two pre-received articles, but don’t worry about collecting them. It is estimated that the new article will not be written until May [-]st at the earliest.

I will finish writing this article within four months at the latest. I don’t know why I have to write an article that has not been saved. It may be that people always want to challenge their own limits, but they will fail every time.