I like the way you can't take care of yourself

This is the first time Tong Yin has come into contact with sexual experience. It was too stimulating for him from the senses to the body, so that after a kiss, he actually limp and fainted under Wei Cheng. It took more than half a minute to regain consciousness. .

Opening his eyes, he met that deep gaze.Wei Cheng propped his body sideways to watch him intently, and he was faintly relieved when he saw that he had woken up.

"Xiao Yin, is your body still uncomfortable?"

A look of remorse appeared between Wei Cheng's brows. He forgot that Tong Yin's health was not very good. He slapped himself and cursed the beast secretly.

Tong Yin moved his lips, his voice was soft and hoarse, "Water..."

A cup of warm water with honey was quickly delivered to his lips, Tong Yin couldn't use his arms, so he could only drink it slowly with Wei Cheng's hand.A glass of warm water with honey bottomed out, Tong Yin licked the corners of his lips, and looked into Wei Cheng's eyes with light mist, "Uncle Cheng, I still want to drink."

Wei Cheng filled another glass of honey water, and opened a box of milk biscuits and chocolates for Tong Yin to eat to replenish his strength.

When Tong Yin was full, he pushed the cup away, turned his eyes away and dared not look at anyone, and said coyly, "Uncle Cheng, I want to get dressed."

That's right, his body is still naked, a thin quilt can barely cover his lower body, there are dark hickey marks on his neck and chest, and every hickey mark reminds them of what happened just now.

Wei Cheng found clothes from the closet and put them on Tong Yin himself. The hickey in front of him made him feel confused, but he was also inexplicably satisfied, as if some things had been settled.

Wei Cheng doesn't speak, but it doesn't mean Tong Yin doesn't speak.

While Uncle Cheng was dressing him, he put his two thin white arms around Uncle Cheng's neck, and then wrapped them tightly, pressing his body against his broad and strong chest.

"Uncle Cheng—"

Wei Cheng paused for him to pull up his trousers. After the trousers were pulled up, he hugged him on his legs in a straddling position to support his slender waist and sit still.

Tong Yin was embarrassed by such an intimate posture, but her legs wrapped around Uncle Cheng's waist uncontrollably, the tip of her eyes were red and flickering.

Wei Cheng, who was silent for a while, said, "I know what you mean, Xiao Yin."

Tong Yin choked for breath and looked at the person nervously.

Wei Cheng stroked the back of his neck gently, "But you are so young, I can be your uncle. I have few choices, but you have many choices."

Hearing this, Tong Yin immediately shook his head, and said firmly, "I only want Uncle Cheng!" After saying that, he felt that it was not enough, so he hugged him even tighter, "I don't think Uncle Cheng is old."

He paused, and then said: "I'm so afraid that Uncle Cheng will dislike me. Uncle Cheng, do you like me? Do you like me a little bit?"

He really likes Uncle Cheng very much, he wants to be with Uncle Cheng, and he doesn't want other people to look at Uncle Cheng with Qin Xue's eyes.

Uncle Cheng, could it be just his...

"Xiaoyin..." Looking at the little boy who was totally dependent on him, Wei Cheng felt a sigh and a long-lost throbbing in his heart.

He thought he might be a little machismo.From the first time they met, seeing Tong Yin fainted at the door of his house, they involuntarily wanted to help him. When they were not familiar with each other, they wanted to protect each other better in life.

Wei Cheng has been busy with his livelihood for half of his life and has never thought about relationships. He even considered trying to go on a blind date when he was 40 years old.Tong Yin was an accident in his life, a beautiful accident.He was slowly infiltrating his life, occupying an important place without him realizing it.

is the heart.

But......

"Xiaoyin..." Wei Cheng was a little choked up, "I am nine years older than you, I was already forty when you were thirty, and I was fifty when you were forty."

"I'm so much older than you, and you—"

Tong Yin clamped Wei Cheng's waist with his legs, and interrupted: "I like you even if you are 19 years older than me!"

"Uncle Cheng..." He dared to kiss the other party's lips, and said cautiously but full of expectation, "I want to be with you, I like you."

The Tong Yin in front of him was so beautiful, Wei Cheng sighed, thinking that he must have done something good in his previous life.

With a little force on the palm that was supporting his waist, Wei Cheng took the initiative to kiss Tong Yin's lips, wrapped his tongue in his mouth, and stirred gently.

"Xiao Yin, my Xiao Yin."

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A little repair~ everyone,

Yesterday it was a big hit, today it’s short again hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha