cunning rabbit

Going downstairs, I saw Zhang Misheng with a cigarette in his mouth under the dim light, and opened his arms towards him with a smile. At this moment, it seemed that everything had been forgotten. The moment he saw him, the smoke disappeared, and there was only the old man in front of him, making him throw himself into his arms desperately.

Zhang Misheng smiled and hugged him tightly, stroking his hair, "Why don't you even wear shoes?"

Yu Xuan blinked, realizing his gaffe, he withdrew from Zhang Misheng's arms, and said in embarrassment, "Forgot."

"Happy birthday." Zhang Misheng extinguished the cigarette, and led Yu Xuan into the car.

Yu Xuan sat in the car and was held by Zhang Misheng. He was a little embarrassed, and felt that he had lost his composure tonight.

Zhang Misheng took his expression into his eyes, after all, he was still a child, and he always had emotions that he couldn't hide.

"Why are you crying?" Zhang Misheng realized that his eye circles were red, and felt a lot of unbearable.

Yu Xuan shook his head, he didn't want to talk too much about himself, about Yu Yu.

"Where are you going now?" Yu Xuan was a little curious and led by Zhang Misheng to the side of the car.

"Eat." Zhang Misheng said naturally, opened the car door and let him get in the car.

Yu Xuan blinked her eyes, sat obediently in the corner and shrank her feet and asked, "Have you not eaten yet?"

"Happy birthday to you." Zhang Misheng didn't have the slightest reservation, he told the truth that he hoped to give Yu Xun an unforgettable birthday, and he hoped that Yu Xun would willingly walk into the trap he set for him.

19. Hook people

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"I never had a birthday before." Yu Xuan said in a low voice. He has never blown out candles on a cake or made a birthday wish because he grew up so old. He probably felt that such ethereal things as wishes were not enough to bear the future he expected. .

"You can pass this year." Zhang Misheng smiled at him, squinted his eyes, and looked at Yu Xuan's bare feet without any scruples. A little bit of flame gradually ignited in his heart, igniting the blood in his body. Every ounce of desire.

"Uncle Zhang..." Yu Xuan called out softly, the closed carriage, the ambiguous two people, mixed with a trace of heating.

Zhang Misheng restrained himself after all, he reached out and stroked Yu Xing's black hair, "Good boy."

Yu Xuan lowered his head, with a proper smile on the corner of his mouth.

Soon the car came to a steady stop, Yu Xun didn't wear shoes, and when he was hesitating whether to go directly to the restaurant, Zhang Misheng took a pair of fluffy slippers from nowhere, with paintings on them holding a cute rabbit and putting it in front of him.

Yu Xuan raised his head, smiled at Zhang Misheng, and put on the shoes naturally.

"Let's go." Zhang Misheng stretched out his hand to Yu Xuan, who gently put his left hand on it, and was held by Zhang Misheng, who led him into the restaurant.

The waiter at the door opened the door for them with a smile. The whole hall was empty except for a beam of light on the stage. A few young men in bow ties and long skirts were holding violins and cellos. In an instant, soft music sounded slowly.

Zhang Misheng took his hand and walked to the table and sat down. Yu Xuan watched the waiter light the candles, which were shrouded in golden carved net cages, flickering faintly, and wafting fragrances.

The atmosphere is created just right.With a smile on the corner of Yu Xuan's mouth, he sat quietly at the table. He looked at the cup carved with rose patterns on the table, which was filled with tea.

The dishes were probably ordered long before Zhang Misheng came. Yu Xun thought it was Chinese food, but he didn't expect that they were all Western-style desserts, such as mousse cake, macaron, milk pudding, tiramisu... and salad Bayong set up a table full of beautiful things, even if Yu Xuan liked it, he couldn't help but click his tongue: "Uncle Zhang, I can't eat these."

"It doesn't matter if you can't eat it, just taste a little."

"Waste." Yu Xuan complained, while taking a piece of mousse cake and putting it on the plate in front of her.

Zhang Misheng smiled, he pampered the child in front of him to his heart's content, pampering him, clinging to him and trusting him.

I don't know when the music played on the stage stopped, Yu Xuan had a sweet cake in his mouth, and watched a graceful woman in a dress come up to the stage and stand in front of the microphone, and she sang amazingly .

Yu Xuan had heard this song, "Salvatore". When Zhang Misheng put on his headphones, this song was playing on his phone.

"Dancing?" Zhang Misheng raised an eyebrow at Yu Xuan, and Yu Xuan put down the spoon a little embarrassedly. After all, there were outsiders around, and his dance steps were really clumsy, "I can't dance well."

"I'll teach you." Zhang Misheng looked at Yu Xuan's shy smile, his heart moved slightly, he took his hand directly, and led him to the dance floor.

"Uncle Zhang..." Yu Xuan was a little panicked. After all, she was ashamed, her cheeks seemed to be stained with a blush, which really made Zhang Misheng's heart itch.

"It's just the two of us here." Zhang Misheng smiled and put his arms around Yu Xing's waist, and gently stretched it in front of him.Yu Xuan lowered his head, only feeling his cheeks and chest heat up at the same time, he was being swayed by Zhang Misheng, his toes were stepping on the soft slippers, as if he was stepping on soft clouds, and he sank into it as soon as he exerted his strength .

After dancing the song, Yu Xuan's whole body became hot. Zhang Misheng squeezed his palm, smiled and led him back to the table.

The drink was served on the table at some time, Yu Xuan blinked, and naturally held one of the glasses and drank half a glass, then his eyes were full of water, and he leaned on the table, feeling like he was still swaying on the dance floor .

Zhang Misheng squinted and smiled, Yu Xuan was drinking his wine, he didn't mean to get him drunk, but he didn't stop him in time.

Yu Xuan was probably drunk, he looked at Zhang Misheng with his chin in his hand and smiled silly, and praised sincerely or unintentionally: "Uncle Zhang is so pretty."

Zhang Misheng was taken aback for a moment, reached out and pinched his face lightly, "Drunk with half a glass of wine?"

Yu Xuan frowned and slapped his hand away, pursing his lips and said, "I'm not drunk."

Drunk people say they are not drunk, but they do not necessarily know whether they are drunk or not.

Holding a small golden spoon, Yu Xuan dug little by little the dessert in front of him, took a sip as if remembering something, dug a spoon and brought it to Zhang Misheng's mouth, "I'll eat it for you."

Zhang Misheng was stunned, staring at him with burning eyes, he held Yu Xuan's hand, and swallowed the cake in the spoon.

Everyone in the restaurant has left, only the two of them are left.Yu Xuan was like an ignorant and ignorant young man, even his breath exuded a strange temptation, Zhang Misheng's eyes were dim, he moved the chair and sat beside him, wrapping him in his arms.

"Hot." Yu Xuan pushed him, signaling him not to get so close, Zhang Misheng smiled and put his arms around his waist, holding his fingertips: "I'll take you home."

Yu Xuan tilted his head, looked at Zhang Misheng blankly and thought for a while, his eyes slowly turned red, "I won't go home."

Zhang Misheng was startled, and kissed his forehead, "No reply."

"En." Yu Xuan replied, his eyes became more and more blurred, and his body limply leaned against Zhang Misheng's body.

Zhang Misheng hugged him gently, led him out of the restaurant, and helped him into the car.

Not long after the car drove out, Zhang Misheng heard the sobbing of the person in his arms, the small voice, like the whisper of a milk cat, tugged at Zhang Misheng's heartstrings one by one.

Zhang Misheng scolded himself for being a beast, but cupped Yu Xuan's face in his hands, "Why are you crying?"

Yu Xuan's face was wet, big tears fell from his eyes, and the tip of his nose turned red from crying, Zhang Misheng reached out to wipe the teardrops off his face, "Baby, what's wrong?"

Yu Xuan shook his head, but refused to say a word, Zhang Misheng smiled, deliberately teasing him: "If you don't tell me, I'm going to kiss you."

Yu Xuan was startled, tears seemed to stop immediately, he opened his mouth, and gently grabbed Zhang Misheng's clothes with both hands, as if he didn't know what Zhang Misheng was talking about.

Zhang Misheng smiled lightly, and said softly, "Close your eyes."

At this moment, Yu Xuan was obedient and obedient, he closed his eyes, his eyelashes were still stained with water, trembling slightly.Zhang Misheng put his arms around his waist and took him into his arms, this kid is really seductive.

"Hmm..." Yu Xuan snorted, hiding the tip of his tongue in a panic, his face was flushed, his hands were at a loss and he didn't know where to put them, he could only let Zhang Misheng savor his kiss to his heart's content.

The poor dwarf rabbit was pinned down by the fennec fox, allowing it to lick its fur to its heart's content, even its fragile neck was bitten, and it was indifferent.

"Uncle Zhang..." Yu Xuan opened his misty eyes and his lips were moist. He wanted to wipe it off, but Zhang Misheng grabbed his hand.

"Do you like it?" The car did not know when it stopped, Zhang Misheng lifted the hem of Yu Xing's clothes, and stroked his waist with warm palms.

"Itch..." Yu Xuan opened his mouth timidly, as if he didn't know what was about to happen.

Zhang Misheng is like a hunter who has caught the prey, but he is not in a hurry to skin and tear the prey, but plays with it slowly, waiting for the prey to struggle weakly, and finally let him do anything obediently.

21. "Shameless"

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It wasn't until the sun was high that Yu Xuan slowly opened his eyes. He stretched out his hand to grab, but only caught air.Sunlight fell on the window through the transparent glass window, and he could see the withered and yellow leaves downstairs at a glance. He turned over with difficulty, frowned and stood up while supporting his waist. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he almost fell off the ground. Fortunately, he supported the bedside, gritted his teeth and walked to the bathroom.

Yu Xuan closed the bathroom door and looked at himself in the mirror. There seemed to be no good land below the neck, and bright marks were carved on every place. He reached out and touched the huge red tassel, gently