no compromise

"Stop laughing, I'm scared when you laugh." Cheng Yueran said she was afraid, and her body shrank back accordingly.

Zheng Jingyang looked at his small movements and still smiled.

"What are you afraid of? What else do you think I can do to you?"

Cheng Yueran squatted on the sofa and rubbed her face with both hands: "Look, my face is so soft and easy to touch. Do you want to touch it?"

"What are you doing?"

Cheng Yueran just clenched his hands into small fists, put them on his face, looked at him, and said, "I rubbed my face for you, so don't punish me, okay?"

Zheng Jingyang didn't say yes or no, he just asked if he had lost weight recently?

"No, it seems to be lighter. What's the matter?" Cheng Yueran didn't want to understand why he changed the subject suddenly, but she answered honestly.

"Why is it so light?" Zheng Jingyang complained in a low voice, but did not answer him.

"Alright."

"What?" Cheng Yueran still didn't understand.

Zheng Jingyang still didn't answer him, but stood up, tidied his clothes, and walked towards Cheng Budao who was curled up on the sofa.

"Don't come here! Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you. If you dare to hit me, I'll sue Uncle Zheng!"

Zheng Jingyang ignored him, bent down and stretched out his hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh I was wrong, I was wrong! Zheng Jingyang! Brother Jingyang! Kiss, baby! Shake me!"

The next second he felt like he was flying.

Putting down his hands covering his eyes, he realized that he was hugged by Zheng Jingyang.

He chuckled: "I know you don't want to." Putting his arms around Zheng Jingyang's neck, he rubbed his little head against Zheng Jingyang's chest, very obedient.

"What are you doing, baby?"

Zheng Jingyang looked at him: "Punish you."

what?

Zheng Jingyang carried Cheng Yueran upstairs and walked straight to his bedroom.

After a few steps, he let go of his hands and threw Cheng Yueran onto the bed.

Then he turned and went back, locked the door, and walked back.

Cheng Yueran watched Zheng Jingyang's step-by-step movements and smiled wretchedly.

"Oh, if you want to do it, just say it straight. Is it interesting to talk about so many twists and turns?"

Zheng Jingyang sat by the bed, fished Cheng Yueran over, and with a backhand, Cheng Yueran lay on his lap.

Hmm, what kind of operation is this, this posture is not right?Cheng Yueran seemed to be out of her mind again.

Zheng Jingyang also kindly adjusted his position, ignored his question, raised his hand high, and slapped Cheng Yueran hard on the ass.

Cheng Yueran was stunned, and began to struggle when she regained her senses.

Writhing and screaming: "Zheng Jingyang, how shameless you are! You actually spanked my ass! My mother has never spanked my ass when I grow up!"

But Zheng Jingyang's grip was so tight that he couldn't break free no matter how he moved.

Zheng Jingyang ignored him, and then slapped him several times, losing all his strength.

Cheng Yueran was angry and ashamed at the same time, her eyes were red, tears were about to roll out.

"Zheng Jingyang, I was wrong, don't hit me, I don't dare anymore, just let me go."

Hearing the choked begging for mercy, Zheng Jingyang paused for a moment, sighed, then hit him more and more lightly, hitting more than a dozen times, and finally put his hand on Cheng Yueran's buttocks, and rubbed gently.

"This is to give you a long memory. Before doing anything in the future, you must first think about whether I can bear it. First think about how worried and afraid we all will be."

Seeing that Cheng Yueran didn't reply to him, he turned Cheng Yueran over hard to see how wronged he was, with tears streaming all over his face, but he was stubborn and kept silent.

Zheng Jingyang's tone softened by at least eight degrees in an instant.

He reached out to wipe Cheng Yueran's tears, picked him up, and let him sit in his arms.

"Good, don't cry."

Cheng Yueran stared at him with wet eyes.

Zheng Jingyang surrendered: "Okay, okay, I won't hit you again, I swear, okay?"

Cheng Yueran was awkward: "You hit me thirteen times."

"puff."

"Laughing fart."

Zheng Jingyang pulled him over: "Then tell me, what should I do?"

Cheng Yueran leaned into his arms, resting her head on Zheng Jingyang's chest, and then stretched out her arms to hug his waist. After a long while, she said embarrassedly: "It hurts."

"what?"

Cheng Yueran's voice became a little louder: "It hurts."

Zheng Jingyang understood, and asked him with a smile: "Shall I rub it for you?"

"Ah."

With permission, Zheng Jingyang held him with one hand, and gently rubbed his buttocks with the other hand.

The bedroom was very quiet for a while, except for the sound of two people breathing.

Zheng Jingyang rubbed and rubbed, and couldn't help feeling distracted, and gradually touched the deep part of Cheng Yueran's thigh with his hand.

When Cheng Yueran noticed the movement of Zheng Jingyang's hand, she tensed up for a moment, and then buried her head deeper.

Zheng Jingyang's hand moved slowly on Cheng Yueran's thigh, and the other hand stroked Cheng Yueran's back up and down.

He whispered in Cheng Yueran's ear, "Can you?"

Cheng Yueran didn't look up, as if she was thinking, but only for three seconds, she answered him in a low voice: "Yes."

The two of them used to sit by the bed, but now it was convenient for them.

Zheng Jingyang hugged Cheng Yueran, fell down slowly and carefully, without moving his eyes for a moment.

Cheng Yueran was a little embarrassed by Zheng Jingyang's fiery eyes, and tilted his head slightly.

Zheng Jingyang lowered his body, kissed Cheng Yueran's forehead, and then kissed him on the side of the face. Seeing him tilting his head, he felt embarrassed and smiled slightly.

Hearing his laugh, Cheng Yueran felt unconvinced, turned her head back, and faced Zheng Jingyang straight.

Still thinking that he must save some face, his ears were itchy, Zheng Jingyang was licking his ears, and biting them lightly from time to time.

Cheng Yueran swallowed unconsciously: "You are making up lessons in private."

Zheng Jingyang gave up his little ears, turned back to kiss his mouth, rubbed his lips together, and licked them back and forth.

"I can't always let my little baby take the initiative, lest you get tired."

"It doesn't matter who is tired!"

Zheng Jingyang laughed at him, lowered his head and kissed his unconvinced mouth again.

While kissing, he put his left hand around Cheng Yueran's neck, and the other hand went down and started to unbutton the button.

But after kissing for a long time, Cheng Yueran was not satisfied, he quietly stuck out his tongue to explore Zheng Jingyang's mouth, first the teeth were neat, and then the other party opened the door to welcome him in.

Little Tongue went in triumphantly and wandered around in the little red house.

The little house was calm and calm, and the little tongue wandered around for a while, feeling bored, so I wanted to go home first, but suddenly felt a chill, which seemed not very good.

Little Tongue walked out and was about to exit the small house, but was caught off guard by another little tongue.

The two little tongues were entangled with each other, unable to separate, and even dragged into the small house, unable to break free.

Cheng Yueran was out of breath, almost out of breath, she stretched out her hand to push the person on her body, asking him to let him take a breath.

Zheng Jingyang had already finished unbuttoning it, only to find that there was still a piece of warm clothing inside. He was dumbfounded, but there was also a tinge of comfort, this child knew how to take care of himself.

The tongue-entangled kiss brought out the sound of tsk-tsk, and Cheng Yueran's mouth couldn't stop drooling.

Zheng Jingyang finally let him go, and stretched his right hand in from the hem, touching the little flesh that had stood up early, kneading and rubbing.Cheng Yueran couldn't take it anymore, she straightened up unconsciously, and sent the other side to Zheng Jingyang's mouth.

"It's also here."

Zheng Jingyang lifted up his clothes with the other hand, lowered his head, opened his mouth to hold it, and kissed gently.

Cheng Yueran took a deep breath, and stroked Zheng Jingyang's back with both hands back and forth, then reached into her clothes, touched her skin, and let out a comfortable breath.

The two hugged, twisted, helped each other, and finally took off each other's clothes.

Cheng Yueran called to stop urgently: "Wait, wait, what, do you have a cover?"

Zheng Jingyang let him go, opened the cabinet next to the bed, took out a lot of lubricant covers, and asked him, "Which one do you like?"

Cheng Yueran's eyes widened: "When did you prepare? There are still so many!"

"You put it in the morning you died." Zheng Jingyang teased him, "Fortunately, these things have a long shelf life."

Cheng Yueran touched her nose in embarrassment.

"Forget it, don't ask, it's still early anyway, let's try one by one."

"What?!" Cheng Yueran didn't have time to wonder, she was already sealed with a kiss by Zheng Jingyang again, speechless.

Fluffy night.

When Cheng Yueran opened her eyes the next day, she was still confused, and it took 2 minutes before she remembered what happened last night.

He turned his head around and looked around, but he didn't see Mr. Zheng who worked hard on him last night, so he wanted to get up and look for someone.

As soon as I moved my body, I felt like I had been exercising in the gym all day, my whole body was sore and limp, and I couldn't even think about it.

But fortunately, Zheng is still a bit human. Last night, he fell out at three o'clock in the morning. At the end of the day, he was already in a daze and almost fell asleep. Zheng Jingyang still thoughtfully carried him to the bathroom to clean him up.

"Woke up?"

Still reminiscing about last night, Zheng Jingyang came in with breakfast.

"I cooked some white porridge, and prepared a cup of soy milk by the way. I think you usually drink a cup of soy milk when you get up early."

"Soy milk is delicious, with a little sugar added, it's warm and super delicious."

Cheng Yueran watched him put the porridge and soy milk beside him, and praised him for his carefulness.

"What's your side dish?"

Zheng Jingyang showed it to him: "I didn't know what would be more suitable, so I prepared an fried egg and fried a piece of ham."

"alright."

Cheng Yueran obediently ate everything, white porridge, fried eggs, finished chewing the ham expressionlessly, and drank the soy milk in one gulp.

"You carry me to wash up."

Cheng Yueran acted coquettishly on the grounds that she couldn't move.

Zheng Jingyang followed suit one by one, dressed Cheng Yueran, carried him to the bathroom to wash, and then carried him back to the bedroom and gently put him back on the bed.

"You rest well, I'll be right here with you."

Cheng Yueran obediently closed her eyes, and continued to rest obediently.

Zheng Jingyang also took the book, and was really by the side. He stayed with Cheng Yueran all the time and didn't go to work.

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Didn't catch up, this chapter counts as the 23rd