【Tea cloth ABO】feeding bottle, report and rose

This is the first time Bugarati has visited Apache's home.Although it was just a small apartment rented by Apache, and it was even a place where the lease was about to be withdrawn, Bugarati still felt a little bit excited because he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

"What about the children?"

The silver-haired Alpha opened the door for him, and his words and deeds were the same as usual, but Buccarati stood at the door with his hands behind his back, looking a little reserved.

"At home, I asked Guido to watch Naranja."

Apaki rummaged through the half-sorted cartons and took out a can of Coke.

"This is all I have left, do you want to drink?" He stretched out his arms and handed the drink to Bucgarati, who took it and gave a soft "hmm".

The can was opened, and the harsh friction of metal products clearly echoed in the small apartment. The bubbles of the carbonated drink floated on the surface of the brown liquid and kept rolling.Bugarati took a sip, and the carbon dioxide scrambled into the esophagus, swam around in the stomach, and then hurriedly squeezed out retrogradely.

He quickly covered his mouth, but it was obviously too late. Omega's face was flushed, he seemed to suddenly understand the reason why when he was playing basketball when he was young, the girls by the court were all waiting to bring water to the person he liked, but no one brought coke.While Bugarati was still immersed in the embarrassment of reality and cranky thoughts about the past, his hand was empty and the Coke was taken away.

"I happen to be a little thirsty too, give me a drink too."

He raised his head when he heard that, Apache walked in front of him at some point, and he was holding that can of Coke at the moment.Seeing the other party's blue eyes, Alpha shook the drink in his hand at Omega: "Do you mind?"

Bugarati shook his head, so Apaki took a big sip from the aluminum can, then covered his mouth and let out a muffled belch.

"We have to hurry up." Alpha took Omega's hand and walked into the room, "The children are still waiting at home."

Apache has very few things, as he said, most of them are clothes and books.It is also troublesome to move a few large items, so young people simply hang them on eBay.The landlady kindly offered to leave it here until the next tenant was found.

"Don't you want all of these?" Bugarati asked while helping to organize the books on the shelf.He couldn't help laughing because he had a row full of cookbooks and toddler guides for family recipes.

"It's tiring to disassemble and move away, and there is no place to put it at home. The storage room is now full of plants and building materials we bought last time." Apaki knelt behind him, lowered his head, and used tape to install it. carton sealing.

"Still..." The big silver-haired boy stopped what he was doing, and Bugarati turned his head to look at the tall and straight back of the other party.The fine dust in the air rises and falls in the sun.

"Am I going to move out later?"

"Of course not!" Bugarati rushed forward to Apache, "I just think these things are still usable, and it would be a pity to sell them."

Omega paused for a while and lowered the volume, then continued in a low voice: "Since... moved in, we will be a family from now on."

Apache quickly turned his head, his purple-gold eyes stared at the blushing man beside him: "You said that."

"Yeah." Omega blushed even more, "But Apache, I thought about it last night, and I think it's best not to tell others about our affairs."

Buccarati glanced at the people around him secretly. Apaji was against the light, and his expression didn't change much.Bugarati swallowed and then explained: "The children are still too young, I... I have no experience in this area before, and I don't know how to explain to them for a while. Other people's words... I don't think we need to make it public, after all, this is our private matter."

After Bugarati finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Apache's reaction.After a soundless silence, he heard a sigh from the Alpha.

"What about our daily relationship? So everything is actually the same as before? It's just that I sleep in a different bed at night."

"It's not all. When it's just the two of us...it can be different."

After Bugarati finished speaking, he waited for a while, but did not wait for the imaginary response.He raised his head quietly, and saw that Apache was looking at him, his eyelids drooping for a moment.

Well, Bucciarati thought, he was waiting for himself to initiate.

So Omega leaned over, raised his head and lightly pecked Alpha's thin lips.

Apache laughed. He looked at Bugarati who was nervously looking at him, his blue eyes were full of mist.

"I stopped kissing like that when I was in middle school."

He stretched out his hand and clasped the back of Omega's head, and Bugarati's black hair wrapped around Apache's knuckles.He used the tip of his tongue to pry open the other's tooth shell, to catch the wet soft meat inside, opened his mouth wide and overturned Bugarati's lips, sucking every drop of liquid inside.

Bugarati was pushed to the edge of the bed by Apaki, and the iron frame bed without the fabric covering felt a little painful in the back. Omega's soft dissatisfaction flowed from the intertwined lips and teeth of the two. Alpha stretched out his hand, and his broad palm covered Bucciarati's back and pushed him forward, which made the distance between the two closer.

The passion was heating up a little too fast, and Bugarati tugged on Apache's sweater collar, frankly speaking, he didn't know whether he wanted to push the other party away or pull him closer.

Until the young Alpha seemed to have had enough of playing with himself, and was finally willing to let the Omega in his arms take a breath.They sat on the ground, Apaki hugged Bugarati's waist, and his long silver hair was still hanging down beside each other's cheeks. Alpha tilted his head, as if he was observing Buccarati's expression, and from time to time he used his fangs to rub Omega's slightly swollen lips, like a puppy.

"Okay! Don't make trouble." Buccarati finally recovered, he stretched out his hand and pushed the guy who was still pressing on his chest and refused to get up, "Didn't you just say that you should finish it quickly?" ?”

When they returned home with a few boxes of Apache's belongings, the adults were so tired of running up and down carrying heavy objects that they were sweating in the cold wind.Bugarati held the big cardboard box and pushed open the door with his shoulders, saying hello to the children at home: "We are back!"

However, in the living room, except for the TV that he turned on before he left, which was still playing cartoons in a loop, the whole house was very quiet.

"Gedo! Nalanja!" Buccarati stood at the stairs and shouted two times towards the upstairs, and Apache followed behind him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Omega's face was livid, he cursed a curse word in a low voice, and rushed to the backyard quickly.

"Guedo Mista!"

How do you say something?When your parents call out your full name, it means you're in trouble.

Mista raised his head from the mud pit. He was sitting with Naranja digging earthworms in the pond that Apache and Skearo built together, but there was no water yet.

Hearing the sound, Bugarati had already walked behind him.Mista didn't dare to look back, and didn't dare to answer.He looked at his silly younger brother who had no idea what was going to happen to him, his face was covered in mud and his hands were covered with mud.Naranja still concentrated on digging the earthworm hole with twigs.

"I told you to look at my brother, what are you doing with Naranga?"

Okay, he doesn't need to look back, he has already been pulled out by the back collar of Bugarati.

"It was Naranja who said he wanted to come out to play!"

"Nalanja is young and ignorant. Now that you are an older brother, are you still as young as Nalanja?"

Mista didn't dare to look into Bugarati's eyes, the boy lowered his head, staring at his muddy slippers.Buccarati bent over to lecture, followed Mista's line of sight and found the pair of "hopeless" slippers.

"You ran out to play in the yard without changing your shoes!" Bugarati scolded, Omega turned to look at his youngest son who was still sitting on the ground, "Naranga didn't even wear slippers?! The yard is still under construction, there are so many gravel and sawdust, what if you step on it?"

Looking at Bugarati's sullen face, Naranja didn't dare to make a sound or move. The little boy sat on the muddy floor of the pond and tried to blink his big eyes not to cry.

"Okay, sir. Children are like this. It's natural to love to play."

As if seeing a rescuer, Mista immediately looked up and saw Apache walking down from the veranda, and the boy quickly hid behind the man.

"Mista!" Bugara warned, "Your hands are so dirty! You...don't grab Apache's pants!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Alpha quickly stretched out his hand to appease the adult in front of him, while protecting the child behind him, "These pants should have been washed."

"Don't protect him." Buccarati stepped forward to pull out the boy hidden behind Apache, "I have to explain the danger to him clearly!"

"It's not dangerous, Mr. Bugarati." Apaki stood in the middle, pushing Mista back towards the house, "Didn't we all do more dangerous things than these when we were young? This is playing .”

"There is no water in the pond now, wouldn't it be more dangerous if there was water?"

"I won't go in if there is water!" The boy poked his head out behind Alpha and retorted, but was soon scared back by Bugarati's look.

"The depth of this pond is not as high as that of Naranga. Didn't we decide it together? Besides," Apache suddenly couldn't help smiling, "I don't know how much deeper the Tyrrhenian Sea is than this pond." double?"

Bugarati was at a loss for words for a while. Indeed, he grew up by the sea. Picking up shells and catching octopuses was his childhood game. Every time he could go out to sea with his father, he would be very happy.

"But... Ke Gedo and Nalanja haven't learned how to swim yet!" Omega insisted.

"It's not easy. I'll teach them as soon as summer comes."

Mista tugged at the corner of Apache's clothes: "I want to learn to ride a bicycle first."

Bugarati calmed down a little, and Omega said with his waist in his hands: "I'll take you to ride tomorrow."

"Great, everything is done!" Apaki quickly took this opportunity to fish out Naranja who was still sitting on the ground, and picked up the two boys one by one in each hand, "Now let's go wash up."

The warm steam was steaming in the bathroom, and Naranja was sitting in the bathtub playing with a small toy airplane, while Mista on the side closed his eyes and was pressed by the shower by Apache.

"Okay!" The boy struggled uncomfortably under Alpha's hands.

"Don't move around! Your hair is full of mud!" Apaki rubbed Mista's short black hair vigorously with his fingers, "Tell me honestly, are you rolling in the ground? Why is there all mud in your hair?" Is it mud?"

"Brother got into that pile of wood!"

"Naranja! You just have a lot of mouth!"

Because Bugarati doesn't like to eat apples, he "blame" the apple tree planted by the previous owner in the yard.But it is not an easy task to dig out an apple tree that has taken root for many years with only the manpower of Apache and Skiaro.So they finally decided to saw off the tree, leaving a stump, and the extra trunk was cut off and piled up in place to make a wooden rockery.The shaping of this landscape is also in line with the overall tone of the natural classroom garden finalized by Apache. Under the action of wind and rain, the wooden rockery will not only attract some small burrowing animals, but may also grow fungi.It's just that nothing has been built yet except for the random piles of wood.

"It's not finished yet." Alpha began to rinse Mista's hair full of brown shampoo bubbles, "What are you drilling into? Just like what Mr. Bugarati said, it's easy to be scratched by wood thorns and gravel !"

"I'm not messing around! I'm just looking."

The boy was still quibbling, Apache raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, you like to play so much, come work in the garden with me tomorrow."

"I don't want it! Your machine is so noisy! It's gray!" Mista protested, "And Bugarati said that I'm going to learn how to ride a bicycle tomorrow! I still want to ride a bicycle and take Giorno out to play." .”

"Even if you learn how to ride a bicycle, you can't take Giorno out to play!" Apaki rubbed the boy's scalp with heavier fingers, which caused Mista to turn his head repeatedly, and the splashed water sprayed everywhere.

"Why!" The boy protested loudly, and even forgot that he was still washing his hair and opened his eyes, but soon he was irritated by the water droplets flowing into his eyes and screamed.

Apaki pulled a dry towel aside and wiped Mista's face: "Really, why are you so afraid of water? It won't hurt if you splash a little water on your face. I even boasted to your father that Haikou will teach you in summer." You two are swimming. You see Naranga is fine."

Hearing that Apache praised him, the little boy soaking in the bathtub let go of the small plane in his hand, and responded happily: "Brother, shame!" Then he buried his little head in the water to hold his breath.

"It's not necessary, it's over, Naranga." Apaji reached out and lifted the little boy's head out of the water.

"Okay, now it's Mista's turn to soak in the bathtub. Naranja comes over and I'll wash it up for you."

Mista jumped into the bathtub, and the warm water flooded her body so comfortably that people didn't want to wake up.The boy swiped inside a few times, pretending to be learning how to swim, and asked, "Apaki, are you going to live in our house in the future?"

"That's right." Alpha applied soap to the little boy in front of him, and Naranja scraped the soap bubbles on his belly with his fingers and blew.

"Great! You can play games with me later in the evening." Mista cheered.

"Then we are both going to be beaten up by Mr. Bugarati." Apache replied, "But this reminds me that if you have more time in the future, you can do a few more math problems."

"Forget it!" the boy protested loudly, "I'm already miserable! Last time I asked my former friends, they didn't even have homework when they got home!"

Apache paused for a while holding the hand of the shower, and he looked back at Mista's slightly dissatisfied big eyes: "Mista, you need to know your father—Mr. Bugarati, he really I love you very much. This is not only reflected in life, but also in your education."

The boy snorted, turned his head and sank into the bathtub to hide.

Apache went on to say: "He could have saved himself such trouble, lived in a cheap place, and let you go to a free public school close to home. He could save a lot of money, and you don't have to do homework every day. He doesn't have to work overtime as hard as he does now. But your father chose another way." Apache thought of several times when he went downstairs after tutoring Mista's homework, he saw him lying in front of the computer downstairs Buccarati, who was asleep, sighed: "He wants to give you all the best things he can, even if it will be very hard, you will work hard, and he will work hard too."

"He doesn't have to work so hard, who told him to work so hard." The boy replied sullenly while soaking in hot water.

"But life can't be repeated, you only have one chance for each choice. Mr. Bugarati is just choosing the best one he can choose." Apache said, "You are too young now I don't understand, I didn't understand it when I was a child. You want to go out and play, like your old friends, go fishing and climb mountains. I am not qualified to take you to do these things now, but when the garden is completed, you can be there Let's play with Naranja."

Apache thought for a while, and added: "You can also invite Giorno to come with you."

"Really?!" Mista's big black eyes lit up again, "Can I call Giorno?"

"Of course, you can call all your friends," Apache said. "Okay, come out, I'm going to clean you up."

"But Apache, after thinking about it carefully, I still want to go fishing and mountain climbing." Apache squatted in front of Mista and put on the boy's pajamas, "When will you be 'qualified' to take us to play?" ?”

Alpha smiled wryly and shook his head: "Who knows."

"Then you have to work hard!" Mista said and opened the bathroom door, almost bumping into Buccarati who was walking towards him.

"Come on?" Omega lowered his head and asked the elder son next to him. When Mista saw Bugarati and didn't say anything, he ran away in fright.

"Okay, let's go and play with my brother."

In the bathroom, Apache also dressed Naranja, and patted the little boy on the shoulder to let the children go out.

"So what are you talking about?"

Bugarati walked in, the air in the bathroom was a bit stuffy, and the mist filled the air, making it sticky.

Apaki stood up and nodded to the man beside him: "Mista asked me to cheer."

"Come on? Are you going to do something?" Bugarati asked suspiciously.

Apaki lowered his head and leaned into Bugarati's ear: "Your son told me to work hard and catch you sooner."

Omega's face flushed instantly, but it must be the reason why the temperature in the bathroom was too high.

"Really? He really said that?!"

"I'm lying to you." Apache straightened up and looked at the person in front of him, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Bugarati blinked, and his eyes drifted a little: "Let me make dinner. You worked very hard today, and your clothes were stained by Gedo. Take a bath early and have a good rest."

"Wow." Apache laughed: "Is this a lover's welfare?"

"Then if you like working so much, you can do it yourself."

"Forget it." Apache said and began to take off his clothes.

"Give me the clothes, and I'll wash them for you." Bugarati lifted the dirty laundry basket on the side and placed it between the two of them.

Alpha's good figure is a bit beyond Bugarati's expectation.But after thinking about it, after all, Apache is only 20 years old, so it should be so young and in good shape.But...are all young people in such good shape nowadays?His pecs are huge!Was it this big when I was young?And even his body hair is white, which looks like a halo around his body under the bathroom light.

"What's the matter?" Apache asked, taking off his shirt and looking at Bugara who was beside him in a daze.

Omega regained his senses and raised his head to look back at the big boy in front of him with wide eyes, swallowing unconsciously.Immediately, he couldn't explain why, probably because he wanted to use the volume to cover up his guilty conscience, so he replied loudly: "Take it off quickly! I have to make dinner after washing my clothes!"

Apaki looked at Bugarati in front of him, like a cat whose tail was blown by someone stepping on it.While undoing the belt around his waist, he said slowly: "Are you going to watch me take it all off here?"

Omega couldn't help tightening his hands holding the dirty laundry basket. His muscles were tense, but soon he lost his strength and smashed the basket in his hand on the floor tile between them.

"You... put the basket outside the bathroom after you take it off by yourself, I'll come and get it later." After saying that, Bugarati opened the door and fled out without looking back.

As soon as Bugara left early, Apache couldn't help laughing, but before Alpha was happy enough, Omega opened the bathroom door again.

"Tonight...what do you want to eat?" He blushed and stood outside the narrowly opened door.heard it!Of course he heard that the little bastard inside must be laughing at himself!

"I want to eat arugula."

Apaki turned his head, his face full of smiles that could no longer be hidden.

Bugarati glared at him, and quickly closed the door.

Too hot, too hot.Bugarati thought, this must be the cause of the overheating in the bathroom.

-TBC-