Fake!all fake!

The gold master took care of the person in his arms, and quickly dried him and carried him out of the bathroom.

He hugged the honest man in his arms, cherished him, and wanted to play tricks on him.

When the mind is not clear, it is inexplicably soft-hearted towards the child, but now that the mind is clear, I want to treat him better, even better.

"Good" does not include when playing hooligans.

Nai Baozi blushed with embarrassment, and reluctantly slipped into the arms of the person who was hugging him.

Like being afraid of the cold.

Greed again.

I like it so much, a little closer can make him fly to the flame.

The gold master was on fire in his heart, his voice became hoarse, he coaxed people in a low voice, and then said: "Call me."

Nai Baozi's eyes were red, his voice was trembling, and he called his last name softly and obediently: "Mr. Qi."

Funder: "No."

Nai Baozi didn't know what was wrong, but if the benefactor said it was wrong, he would honestly change it. He called the benefactor's full name: "Qi Shen..."

Not soberly, he called out the address he had been thinking about: "Ah Shen...Ah Shen."

Nai Baozi's heart aches and hurts from such an affectionate address.

Can it be called that?

he does not know.

But if you want to call him, use the most intimate address, call him like a lover.

The benefactor's heart softened when he called him, but he still said, "That's not right."

Of course not.

Nai Baozi pursed her lips.

He didn't know what turned in his mind, and called: "...Gold...Gold Master...Dad..."

He couldn't keep shouting, and was kissed by the gold master, and blocked the rest of the words.

Why is this wrong...

Nai Baozi collapsed, crying and begging for mercy: "You say... you can call it whatever you want."

The gold master's voice was gentle and bewitching: "Call me husband."

This title is too intimate and too shameful.

Nai Baozi hesitated, or didn't dare.

The benefactor forced to ask: "Should I call?"

Full of oppression, Nai Baozi couldn't stand such teasing the most, he was bullied by him and his whole body became weak, floating in the air in vain, unable to find a point of support, pitifully pointing

Head: "Husband..."

The gold master chuckled lightly and pulled him into his arms.

The tears in the corners of Nai Baozi's eyes fell out and dried up, and then he was forced to burst into another series of tears. He called out in a daze, "Ah Shen, kiss..." and also called: "Husband... want to kiss."

Nai Baozi felt the person on his body leaning over to kiss him lingeringly, from the lingering light kiss to the stormy lips and teeth.

Nai Baozi's face was flushed and his whole body was weak, but he called out as if he had got the last chance, "Husband..."

The gold master's voice became hoarse, and he replied, "Here."

When it was over, Nai Baozi was already crying, his eyes were red, and he burrowed into the gold master's arms, still muttering: "Husband..."

The benefactor kissed his sweaty forehead, affectionately and affectionately, hugged him and comforted him, and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

I am really too bad, the benefactor thought.

As a result, the person in his arms buried his small face in his chest, and said sullenly, "Are... are you comfortable? I... Am I doing well?"