milk addicts

Tears dripped on the painting, blurring the colored circles, Song Nai reacted, and quickly wiped the wet eye sockets dry, he couldn't bear to look away from the painting for a second, looking at it, the two small dimples were dimpled into the cheek.

The elder brother was crying and laughing for a while, and Song Le was a little puzzled, thinking that he was in the same hatred and said, "Mr. Scoundrel's paintings are not good-looking."

Song Nai carefully tore off the page of the painting, reluctant to fold it, looked at it over and over, forgetting even the face that was stung, and argued with Song Le, "It's beautiful."

"It doesn't look good!"

Song Le opened his eyes wide and waved his little hands.

"nice."

Song Le was stunned, and said in a louder voice than before: "It's not good-looking!"

"nice."

"It's not good-looking! It's not good-looking! Lele is good-looking!"

Song Le puffed up her cheeks angrily, like an angry little frog.

No one noticed that the carrot brooch on Song Le's chest flashed a strange light.

In the dark room, the person sitting behind the monitor took off his earphones and rubbed his messy hair.

After listening for a long time, there was no useful information at all, either the child was chattering about catching ants, or he was bickering with his brother.

"Tsk."

After a while, he raised the earphones with his long fingers and put them back on his head.

The lone wolf lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity for revenge, has patience far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

In another room, Yu Yuan lay on the railing and lit a cigarette. He started coughing as soon as he took a puff, and rubbed his chest.

"Hey, Doctor Ji, what about my injury?"

In order to help Ji Shen, Yu Yuan suffered revenge. Two days ago when he opened the door to throw garbage, he was stabbed by the guards. Yu Yuan broke up with his family before, and now he has no one to rely on, so he had to come to Ji Shen to avoid the limelight. .

Ji Shen didn't expect that those people even dared to touch the nephew of the city police chief, it seemed that they couldn't sit still at all.

"How do you want to count?"

Yu Yuan stared at the bustling flowers in the distance, and vaguely thought that there would be such a lively wedding in the near future. He straightened up, stretched his waist, smacked his lips, and did not taste the smell of tobacco, but tasted a mouthful of smoke. bitterness.

"...Forget it." Seeing that the indifferent man beside him was trying to organize comforting words, Yu Yuan smiled and put out the cigarette, "Let's talk about the business."

The plan was complicated, and there were many details to be determined. They kept talking about the setting sun and the two bowls of jelly jelly had been swept away. The aroma of meat and fat stimulated by the fire came in through the crack of the door, captivating the two men. His stomach was growling.

After ending the topic, the two men were preoccupied and went downstairs.

There was boiling porridge in the casserole, and there was a hot aroma coming out. Song Nai didn't know what he was looking for, holding a wooden spoon, he got half of his body into the cabinet, with his round buttocks sticking out high, swaying left and right as he moved .

Ji Shen's face darkened, and he walked over quickly, taking off his clothes to cover his lower body.

"That gesture is really indecent."

Mr. Ji's deep and pleasant voice sounded in his ears, with a little anger, "Hurry up."

Song Nai had never heard of this idiom, but he read the meaning of accusation from those golden eyes. He held the two porcelain bowls of suitable size that he had finally found with great difficulty, poured the hot meat porridge into them, and switched them back and forth to cool down. .

At the dining table, the two men were still discussing, and the little rabbit vaguely heard that they were going to report something, such as the golden Buddha statue, and the arms reselling. He was confused and depressed even more.

Mr. Ji and his friends didn't shy away from him at all, because they didn't take him seriously at all, and they thought he didn't understand.

There was a big swollen face, but Mr. Ji didn't notice it, and he disappeared after eating.

"Brother, itches."

Coming back from the garden, Song Le scratched the big mosquito-bitten bump on his arm, his head was sweating, and his hands were soiled. Song Naigang finished feeding the fish, washed his hands, and took the children to take a bath.

He took off his small clothes and put them on the hanger beside him. Under the action of gravity, the heavy carrot brooch fell down with the light and fluffy clothes, and got stuck between the rails of the hanger. Right on them.

Song Nai, who was absent-minded, didn't notice at all. After bathing Song Le, she put on prickly heat powder and watched the child obediently tucked into the bed. Then she picked up her change of clothes and walked into the hot bathroom again.

After taking off all the clothes on his body and washing his skin with warm water, Song Nai sighed in comfort.

His skeleton is slender than that of ordinary men. Although he is short, the place that should be developed has not been left behind. The flesh of his whole body is concentrated on the chest and buttocks. He is plump and lovely, attractive to pick.

The milky white sweet juice flowed into the drain along with the water. Song Nai was taking a shower, unaware that his naked body was being seen by the person on the other side of the camera.

Although the lens was covered with water mist, creating a natural mosaic on the picture, those beautiful arcs were enough for An Yang to see the little rabbit's secret.

"Ah... so it is."

An Yang snapped open a can of iced Coke, and gulped it down his thirsty throat.

Facing this green and seductive bisexual body, his cold eyes softened, without any trace of lust, and he almost watched the bath in a mood of worship.

He thought of the most beloved father in his life, who disappeared at the same age as flowers.

The picture in front of him was painted bright red, An Yang clenched his back molars, and the aluminum Coke can in his hand was gradually squeezed and deformed.

— Dad, I will avenge you.

The little rabbit took a bath and blow-dried his hair fluffy and soft in the bathroom. He yawned and just stepped onto the corridor when a hand suddenly stretched out and dragged him into a room beside him.

The little rabbit rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Mr. Ji?"

"What happened to your face?"

Gently touching the swollen and numb cheek with his big hand, Song Nai was awakened by the scorching temperature, and unconsciously pursed his mouth, complaining to the man, "A bee stung me."

It's just that he didn't keep an eye on the little rabbit for a while, and even the little bugs bullied him.

Ji Shen sniffed the milky fragrance mixed with the bath liquid after his bath, and his fatigue was swept away. When he got closer, he smelled a pungent mint smell again.

Dab it with your fingers, scraping off a little sticky white fluid from the swollen wound.

Song Naichao explained to the frowning man, "I put a little toothpaste on it."

"... nonsense."

"This is a local recipe from our country, it's useful." Song Nai whispered.

Regardless of his clumsy excuse, Ji Shen picked him up and walked into the bathroom. Song Nai said that the pain was not severe, so he made some soapy water to treat the sting.

Song Nai's left cheek was swollen to half the height of his right cheek, and his big eyes were squeezed into a slit, and he kept staring at him.

"Look at what?"

"No," Song Nai held the man's hand tightly, put his chin on his broad shoulders, and yawned sleepily in the man's ear, his voice soft and sticky, "Are you all right, Mr. Ji, I'm good Sleepy, I want to sleep..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his head and leaned against the man's shoulder and stopped moving.

Goosebumps formed on the skin touched by his lips, Ji Shen stabilized his galloping mood, walked out of the bathroom with the little rabbit clinging to him, and laid it gently on his bed.

He was used to reading a book for a while before going to sleep, but the little rabbit in his arms made him completely reluctant to let go, so he turned off the light and hugged him to sleep.

Everything was silent, the little rabbit who was supposed to be asleep suddenly opened his eyes in the dark, observed for a while, and made sure that the person beside him was asleep, held his breath, and imprinted a dragonfly on his thin lips very carefully. kiss.

"Good night, dear Mr. Ji."