The patron saint always wants to have sex with me

When Luo Changshuo finally brought Lu Haochen back, Luo Feixing had already finished eating the rice.

"Have you finished eating the stars?" Luo Changshuo patted his cousin's head with complicated emotions, feeling that the drunk cousin was cute and well-behaved.

It seems that some people understand why he was favored by others.

"I'm full." Luo Feixing tilted his head.

"You drink so little, you need to exercise hard in the future." Luo Changshuo couldn't help laughing, threw Lu Haochen on the chair, and began to tease his cousin happily.

After Luo Feixing entered high school, he began to restrain his emotions and became less fun.Luo Changshuo still missed that soft little cousin who could act like a baby.

Luo Feixing was seduced by him shaking his head from side to side, as if seeing a cat on a cat teaser, his soft hair hopped and hopped along with his movements.Incredibly cute.

If it weren't for Lu Haochen's sleep that almost fell to the ground, Luo Changshuo might still be obsessed with stroking his hair... Oh no, he couldn't extricate himself from teasing his cousin.

However, looking at these two drunken drunks, he was in trouble for a while.You can't just throw them back to the dormitory like this, if they are bumped into by future classmates, it will damage the image.

In the end, Luo Changshuo had no choice but to take the two guys to the hotel to open two rooms, one for each room - after knowing Lu Haochen's mind, he would never let two people sleep in the same room, in case Lu Haochen used Jiu Jin to take advantage of Xing Xing, but there was no way to reason.

Luo Feixing was fine. Although he was drunk, he did not fall asleep. He obediently followed Luo Changshuo along the way, and even helped him to land on Lu Haochen.And Lu Haochen was so drunk that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and he could barely walk without the support of two people.

After tidying up the two of them, Luo Changshuo was also covered in sweat.But this was all tormented by himself, so he had no choice but to suffer, went back to the room, took a shower in the bathroom, and fell asleep hastily.

"Xingxing?" Song Hao followed behind them all the time, watching Luo Changshuo lead Luo Feixing to the room, guiding him to take off his clothes and cover him with a quilt, only his small head was exposed, and his hands couldn't help itching.

Want to touch fur.

After finally waiting for Luo Changshuo to go out, Song Jun leaned over and poked the tip of Luo Feixing's nose.

Luo Feixing hadn't slept yet, and felt sticky and smelly all over his body, although he was sleepy, he never closed his eyes.At this time, Song Hao came to poke him suddenly, without using his brain, he bit Song Hao's finger with one mouth.

He didn't bite hard, like a little milk cat, and licked it curiously, wondering where this cold thing came from.

Song Jun's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and he slowly pulled his fingers back with silver threads that were about to break. The scene can be said to be very emotional.

But at this moment, he was the only one who felt that way, Luo Feixing just wrinkled his nose, lifted the quilt, staggered off the bed and went to the bathroom wearing slippers.

"What are you doing?" Song Jun was taken aback, and quickly supported him and asked.

Luo Feixing snorted lightly: "Go take a bath."

He stepped towards the bathroom, but accidentally tripped over his left foot and tripped over his right foot, almost falling to the ground.

Song Ting hugged the man in his arms with quick eyes and hands, and his palms just placed on the softness covered by the panties.

Luo Feixing was wearing shorts at the moment, and when he fell like this, his whole body was tightly attached to Song Hao's body.

Even through the clothes, Song Hao could feel the tenderness and warmth of the skin.

He endured and endured, and then he coaxed: "I'll take you to take a bath, don't move around."

As he said that, he stretched out his arms, hugged the person horizontally, and turned him upside down by the way.

Well, quite heavy.

As if sensing what he was thinking, Luo Feixing turned his head, and first rubbed against his chest, spraying all the heat of his breath on it.

The body temperature itself is cold, and the heat in the chest is more obvious.Song Ting's body froze, and he didn't know whether he wanted to throw Luo Feixing out or hold him tighter. In the end, he could only quicken his pace and walk to the bathroom, put him on the floor, and adjust the water temperature.

Luo Feixing seemed to have no bones, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he leaned against the wall, and his body slowly slid down.

Song Hao had no choice but to drag him over with one hand: "It's cold on the ground."

He forgot, if it is cold, it is no different from the temperature of the ground.

Luo Feixing didn't care, he just wanted to find a place to lean on because of his weakness.Leaning in Song Jun's arms is much more comfortable than leaning against the wall without using your own strength.

After Song Hao adjusted the water temperature, he watched Luo Feixing's head nodding, and sighed helplessly.

Sometimes he felt like he had raised a son—although he always thought so before that relationship happened.

In short, take off the underwear first, there is no new one for Luo Feixing to change.But Luo Feixing couldn't take off his underwear like this, Song Jun could only squat down, let someone hold his shoulders, and took the opportunity to shove Xiao Nei Nei down all at once.

The limp little star was exposed.

Little Xingxing was born beautiful, with not much hair on the fringe, but still white and tender.Song Hao couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly, then heard Luo Feixing grunting, twisting his waist unhappily.

From the slender thighs to the flat belly, under the yellowish light in the bathroom, there was an ambiguous color.Song Jun coughed lightly, got up and hugged Luo Feixing to the toilet seat covered with plastic paper, and began to shower him with the shower.

The warm water sprayed on the skin warmly, Luo Feixing squinted his eyes and hummed a little song, sitting on the toilet seat and shaking his legs, it can be said that he was very dishonest.

"Don't make trouble." After washing his hair, Song Jun felt two legs pinching his calf, so he couldn't help but said with a wry smile.

Luo Feixing raised his head obediently and let him wash off the foam, but his legs clamped and rubbed disobediently.

Song Hao always felt that this little thing was playing with fire, but Luo Changsuo slept next door, and he didn't dare to do anything too extreme, so he could only endure it and pinched Luo Feixing's face.

"It hurts." Luo Feixing frowned, with a nasal sound in his voice, and kicked him in dissatisfaction.

But the drunk Luo Feixing obviously didn't have much strength - of course, even if he was sober and hit Song Bin with all his strength, Song Hao wouldn't feel too much pain.

So this kicking like a tickle, in Song Hao's eyes, looks like two people are flirting.Especially at the moment Luo Feixing is blind, his pupils are black and bright, and seem to be covered with a layer of mist, seductive without knowing it.

There is also the fair chest, the waist that is more slender than that of ordinary men, the buttocks are not plump but soft and tender, the two long legs are slender and straight, and the feet are slightly raised, which brings smooth leg lines, which is even more straight-forward. squinted.

The nails on the feet were a healthy pink, soaked in water, and shone brightly under the light.

Song Hao swallowed unconsciously, he carefully raised Luo Feixing's leg, saying that he was helping to take a bath, but the strength he used was almost the same as touching.

Luo Feixing felt itchy and kicked him with the other leg, but was caught and imprisoned together.

"What are you doing?" He impatiently wanted to pull his leg back, but suddenly felt the coldness of his ankle, and it was Song Ting who put his lips on it and sucked it slowly.

"Hmm..." Luo Feixing felt a little strange, bent down and pushed Song Jun's head: "Don't lick—"

He elongated his tone, as if commanding and acting like a baby.

Anyway, Song Hao didn't listen to him, and went all the way up on his own, licking up to the root of his thigh, not paying attention to the weak resistance at all.

Luo Feixing became unhappy, he patted Song Jun's head hard, and started howling dryly.

Song Xu was taken aback and thought he was crying out of anger.However, when he raised his head, he found that this guy was only thundering but not raining. He was howling vigorously, but there was not even a tear on his face.

"Little ancestor, please keep your voice down." Song Jun didn't dare to make mistakes, and pleaded in a low voice: "When your cousin heard it, he thought someone was bullying you."

Luo Feixing ignored him and continued howling.

Song Xun bit his lip, naturally without any force, he just grabbed him lightly like that, blocking his howls back into his stomach.

Luo Feixing stopped barking, and stared at him with wet eyes.

"Do you still bark?" Song Jun asked after kissing him well.

"Stop barking." Luo Feixing pursed his lips aggrievedly.

"Okay, darling, I'll take a bath for you, and then you go to sleep." Song Hao reached out and touched his head, told him to turn over and wash his back completely, then took the bath towel and wrapped him up Come on, take him to the bed and sit on it, and brush his hair.

At this time, Luo Feixing was at his mercy, his head was swaying back and forth following Song Jun's movements, it looked like he was about to fall asleep.

Song Jun asked someone to lean in his arms, dried his hair carefully, and then put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and covered his body tightly.

Seeing that Luo Feixing's face was flushed with sleep, and he couldn't help snoring, he was sincerely relieved.

Drunk Luo Feixing is not difficult to take care of, but giving drunk Luo Feixing a bath is a torment for him.If it hadn't been for Luo Feixing's sudden cry just now, Song Jun would have pressed him on the toilet seat and shot him.

Feeling that his self-control was about to drop, Song Hao looked at Luo Feixing's sleeping face and sighed, wondering if he should go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Could it be that he was asked to raise his body surface temperature to normal before going to take a shower?

Thinking about it this way, he has nothing to do, but if he doesn't take a shower, he feels really uncomfortable...

"I want you to look after me next week." Song Jun gritted his teeth and whispered to Luo Feixing who was sleeping on the bed, and finally turned right into the bathroom...

It can be said that the situation is extremely miserable.schadenfreude.jpg

The author has something to say: Jiuxin Little Xingxing: Why is my head so dizzy, my mouth hurts, and there is a big bad wolf lying on my body?

Big Bad Wolf: Because you are so fragrant, drooling

Thanks to the clown's ten nutrient solutions, the radish has grown vigorous radish leaves ╰(*?︶`*)╯