Major General, he is showing affection again

"Ja...jia...jiaxi..." Quentin was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

He stammered and repeated several times, and finally called out the name that had been on his heart for more than 2000 days and nights: "Garcia!"

In an instant, Quentin's expression switched from exhaustion to shock to ecstasy.He showed a big smile, groaned, opened his arms and rushed towards Garcia who was in the door!

Garcia: Σ(°△°|||)

Where did this madman come from?

Garcia looked at an oversized fluffy giant dog that fell down on his head. He quickly estimated the probability of being smashed into meatloaf, and then,

Quickly dodged to the side.

Pfft!

Quentin had a full-on intimate encounter with the family's slate, and made a pile of dust along the way.

Quentin Children's Shoes, a large domestic pet dog, squatted on the ground aggrieved, like a poor little boy abandoned by a bad owner: "Garcia, don't you want me?" A few tears.

Garcia: ...

Garcia's expression was very strange at this time. He tilted his head and looked suspiciously at Quentin in front of him. There were doubts, doubts, confusion and other complex emotions in his handsome sapphire eyes.

After bowing his head and thinking for a few seconds, Garcia finally asked cautiously, "Sir, who are you?"

Quentin: =mouth=

He doesn't remember me, Garcia doesn't remember me!

A thunder rumbled and scorched Quentin's delicate body.

Garcia are you kidding me?Are you kidding me?This must be kidding me.

Thinking of a certain possibility, Quentin swallowed hard: "Garcia, I'm Quentin, don't you remember me?"

"Who is Quentin and do we know each other well?"

Quentin children's shoes lasagna was in tears, and he almost jumped up and hugged Garcia's calf: "Garcia, I know I was wrong, can we change the punishment method, even if you beat me with a whip and tie me to the bed □□, even if you let me eat coriander, I'll admit it, don't scare me, okay, amnesia is really not fun!"

Garcia: Which psychiatric hospital is this a hooligan and wretched man who ran out?

Brain clubbing?Still all bubbles full of yellow waste.

Garcia didn't explain, and kicked up the humanoid pendant next to his leg.

"What's going on outside, Ciri? Who's knocking on the door?"

There was a sound of footsteps coming from far to near in the room. It was Maca who came out after hearing a suspicious sound.

Garcia went back into the house loudly: "It's nothing, I don't know whose dog has come to our house, I just chase it out, Auntie, I'm here, just do your own thing."

Garcia's light-colored thin lips were slightly tightened. The man in front of him revealed oppression and power everywhere, and he intuitively told himself that the man in front of him was not easy to deal with.

At this time, I can only rely on myself to withstand it. The women and children in the family must not be allowed to come out!

Garcia had a cold face, rolling up his sleeves to clean up the suspicious creatures sticking to the wall.

A hand was on the back of his hand.

Quentin lowered his head and grinned, revealing the standard four big white front teeth. He pressed Garcia's hand and pulled it around. He was pressed against the wall with his backhand, trapped between his arms.

When the heavy hormonal breath was covered, Garcia's heartbeat quickened and his breathing became short of breath. His jade-like cheeks seemed to be soaked in a layer of rouge, and the ice jade added a bit of color.

The man in front of him had strong arms, and his body exuded strong male hormones everywhere, which was alluring and oppressive.

It's like a lion king patrolling his territory.

And himself is his prey.

Garcia instinctively sensed the danger, and he tried to push away the man in front of him.But the other party restrained the messy hand.

Quentin stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Garcia's face, but he seemed to think of something again, and turned his big hand into Garcia's open neckline.

Quentin tore it away hard.

A stab.

Garcia was wearing a white robe today, and Quentin tore it off, exposing half of his upper body.

With a smooth and straight back and beautiful butterfly bones, he is like an angel with broken wings, and every inch of his skin shines like a diamond.

The most important thing is that on the other party's beautiful collarbone, there is a tender little flower lying on it.

The corners of Quentin's eyes were red, and he repeatedly stroked the flower on Garcia's collarbone. Yes, this was his Garcia.

The ecstasy of lost and found swept Quentin, his Garcia, alive.

Every pore in Quentin's body was trembling with excitement. He pressed the back of Garcia's head with one hand, half forcing him to raise his head; the other hand wrapped around Garcia's lower back along Garcia's ripped neckline.

Quentin was not polite, and kissed him.

He pried open the soft light-colored thin lips, and attacked the city recklessly, from the delicate tip of the tongue to the soft inside of the mouth.Every inch, every place, is branded with his breath.

Seeing the other party's salty hands getting lower and lower, Garcia was furious!

Where did this hooligan come from, he ran to his own house to act crazy!

He began to struggle and twist desperately.

Quentin was eating happily with his warm daughter-in-law in his arms, and the duck in front of his mouth was still flopping around, but he refused to go into his mouth obediently.

Quentin said impatiently: "Don't move!"

The owner's order took effect immediately.

As soon as these words came out, Garcia, who was struggling in his arms, suddenly stopped moving.Satisfied, Quentin continued to nibble on Garcia's slender neck.

The man with the brain on the sperm didn't notice that something was wrong with Garcia.Something is very wrong.

My body is out of control!

Just now, this strange man took control of his body with an order.

Garcia trembled slightly, even his little finger trembled undetectably.

He stood stiffly, his jewel-like crystal clear blue eyes were soaked with a thin layer of mist, he was both ashamed and frightened.

Garcia clamped his legs subconsciously, trying to hide his reaction.

Quentin's movements became more and more presumptuous, fine beads of sweat oozed out of Garcia's forehead, his jade white body was slightly flushed, the hot and humid acupoints/mouths were about to move, and warm liquid slowly seeped out uncontrollably.

A thin layer of crimson blurred from the corners of Garcia's eyes.

Quentin: Damn, my wife is so pretty, I can lick his face for a year! !

The beauty is angry, and she has a special style, and it is even more joyful to be licked by the obsessed pervert Quentin.

As everyone knows, the beauty in his arms is angrily stabbing the villain in his heart, trying to kill him.

The villain in Garcia's heart hadn't been tied up yet, but there was a chubby little person at his feet.

The angry little Gungun held a plastic toy gun in his hand, and he poked Quentin's calf with the weapon in his hand.

The handsome Baozi's face was bulging with anger, wrinkled into eighteen folds.

Gun Gun was very angry that this strange man ran to his home and bullied his father.

Dad's mouth was bitten by him.

Xiao Gungun is angry!Papa looks so good-looking, those who bully my papa must be bad people!

"Bad and lewd." The serious kid poked Quentin's leg fiercely.

Although the little guy was small, he was so angry that he used all his strength to nurse and also brought out a little bit of mental strength.

Quentin felt a tingling pain in his calf. At first he thought it was a mosquito bite. With the unremitting efforts of the children, Quentin finally regained his mind after being thrown to Java.

Who has such a big mosquito, a bite is like being shot.

Which bastard sneaked up on me?

Quentin looked around, and the grape trellis stood quietly in the yard, with bunches of juicy grapes hanging on the trellis.

The wind rustled the leaves, and there was no one in the empty yard.

A bunch of question marks appeared on Quentin's forehead, no one? ? ?

The familiar tingling sensation came from his calf again, and Quentin then looked down, and met the same pair of golden eyes unexpectedly.

Quentin was agitated, and hurriedly gathered Garcia's loose clothes, only then did he take care of carefully looking at the boy at his feet.

At this glance, Quentin's whole heart softened.

With a fat baby face, the contours of the eyebrows and eyes are [-]% similar to Garcia's, and the short black hair and the iconic golden vertical pupils are inherited from him.

The white and tender little arms and legs are strong and powerful, like lotus root joints, he is a strong and fat boy.

What surprised Quentin even more was that although the child had only reached his calf, he could manipulate his mental power.

It is indeed the seed of myself and Garcia!

Originally, he only planned to go home to see his adoptive mother, and to soothe his wounded heart, but the sky smashed gold bricks. Not only did his long-lost wife come back, but he also gave the fat boy a gift.

Quentin almost wanted to laugh wildly with his arms crossed, I, Kun Hansan, are back again!

Quentin was immersed in the beautiful fantasy of hugging left and right, holding his wife in one hand and his son in the other, completely oblivious to the changes quietly happening around him.

A ferocious monster with a huge tonnage approached Quentin quietly, and the shadow cast on the courtyard wall bared its fangs.

A flat round murder weapon protruded from the head, and it slammed down on Quentin's head.