milk addicts

It took little effort to catch the little hare and cover its mouth.

"Your brother is sleeping, don't wake him up."

The little hare in the air froze for a while, then began to wave its short and tender limbs, struggling and crying.

Ji Shen is an orthopedic doctor. Occasionally, there will be children with missing arms and legs when he comes to the clinic. They cry like a siren spinning wildly, which can penetrate people's eardrums.

In short, Ji Shen is not good at dealing with human cubs, he said with a cold face, "Don't cry."

The child pursed his mouth in fear, and big tears flowed from his eyes.

Ji Shen took his back collar and brought the crying little hare into the living room. The little hare was terrified and huddled in a corner of the carpet like a small ball.

He unpacked the crayon box, picked up a crayon, and began to draw on the small notebook that he carried with him. Suddenly, a scent wafted over him. He raised his hazy tearful eyes, and saw a small porcelain plate, a glass of milk and a few cups in front of him. A soft baked vegetable pie.

"Eat," said Mr. Badass to him.

That face was still terribly cold, Song Le didn't dare to eat without his brother, his stomach growled, and he stared at the plate of fragrant breakfast with tears in his eyes.

Hares are really vigilant and courageous animals.

Ji Shen stared at the hesitant little hare, picked up a vegetable cake, and handed it to the drooling little mouth, "Eat."

The little hare was even more unsteady than his brother Tutu, and couldn't help being tempted. He grabbed the vegetable cake with his two small dies, and started to eat it.

Ji Shen stared at his colorful hands and frowned, snatched the vegetable cake that had been gnawed off a corner, the little hare stared blankly at him, and cried again.

The dark eyeballs were soaked in salty water, shining brightly in the sunlight, no one could be cruel to see this poor little appearance.

It's a pity that the other party was a cold-hearted man, staring at Song Le expressionlessly, picked him up again, and took him to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"how old are you?"

The little hands were foamed and rubbed, and Song Le was sobbing and sobbing. Being watched by those golden eyes, she dared not answer: "No, I don't know."

"How old is your brother?"

Small fingers are separated, and the water washes away the colored foam.

Although the man has a cold face, his actions are very gentle.

The little hare didn't feel the other party's hostility, tears slowly stopped, shook his head, and said, "I don't know."

Ji Shen has seen Song Nai's ID card and knows his age, address and other information. He is not so stupid to let a person of unknown origin stay in his home.

Song Le asked three questions and didn't have an identity certificate. Many guesses flashed through Ji Shen's mind. It is possible that the child was picked up, or that it was adopted by relatives, or that it was born by Song Le himself... …

Thinking of this possibility, a thorn in my heart.

The little hare was penetrated deep into the body by another man, the sperm combined with the egg, and the delicate uterus swelled accordingly. In order to suckle the little hare, the breasts became bigger and firmer like ripe strawberries, and the round breasts were filled with snow-white milk milk.

It's a pity that for some reason, the little hare was driven out of the house by the man, and he could only wander around with the little hare with a limp.

A friend of Ji Shen's friend, an arrogant and hot-tempered Young Master Gong, his lover is also a bisexual person, Ji Shen met several times.

For some reason, he suddenly had a strong premonition that not only Song Nai's breasts were different from ordinary boys, he might also have a bisexual physique.

If so.

So... the above speculative process is very reasonable, isn't it.