The third child of the Sherlock Holmes family

In 2006-2007, Manchester United won the Premier League title, which is the ninth time it has won the Premier League title.Every time you win a championship, you will celebrate it, and this time is no exception.

The celebration ended very late, and it was past two o'clock in the morning when Ronaldo came back.During the celebration, he was given a lot of alcohol by his teammates, and he was a little drunk.I took out the key, but my hands were shaking for a long time and I couldn't insert it. It took a lot of effort to insert it.

As a result, when he turned the key, he found that the door was unlocked. He was startled, and his drowsy brain suddenly became half awake.He remembered that he locked the door when he went out in the morning, and checked twice to make sure the door was really locked before leaving.

Now the door is unlocked, it must have been a thief!

Ronaldo was full of vigilance, gently opened the door, slipped in like a cat, then quickly turned on the light in the living room, and then he saw the man sitting on the sofa at a glance, his eyes widened , opened his mouth wide, with an expression of disbelief, as if he had seen something incredible.

The man sitting on the sofa looked at Ronaldo, who looked like he saw an alien, and raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, "Don't you know me?" His deep voice was like the strings of a cello, magnetic and pleasant.

Ronaldo felt that he must be drunk and had hallucinations. He closed his eyes and then opened them again. The man on the sofa did not disappear.He reached out and rubbed his eyes again, but the man still didn't disappear.

It's not a hallucination, is it a dream?

Ronaldo reached out and pinched himself fiercely, a sharp pain spread from his arm to his brain, which made him completely awake, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's not a dream! It's really Mr. Cecil!"

Cecil was about to say something, but saw Ronaldo rushing towards him, slamming into his arms with a bang.

Ronaldo lay in Cecil's arms, hugged him vigorously with both hands, and kept asking: "Is it really Mr. Cecil? Is it really Mr. Cecil? Is it really not me dreaming?"

When Cecil heard Ronaldo's series of questions, he couldn't help but startled for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his hand and slapped the upturned buttocks of the man in his arms hard.

Although he had pants on, Cecil slapped hard and made a loud slap, which was particularly loud in the quiet living room.

Ronaldo was stunned by the beating, and looked up at Cecil blankly, not understanding why he was suddenly hit.

Cecil reached out and pinched Ronaldo's chin vigorously, looking at him with a half-smile: "Does it hurt?"

Ronaldo replied blankly: "It hurts..." His butt was numb from the spanking.

"Do you still feel like you're dreaming?"

When Ronaldo heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, he woke up completely, and said with ecstasy, "Mr. Cecil, you are finally back."

Seeing Ronaldo's happy and bright smile, Cecil's dark green eyes were stained with a slight smile: "Well, I'm back."

"You... lied to me..." Ronaldo stared at Cecil accusingly, with a sad expression on his face, "You promised that I would come back soon..."

Seeing the grievance in Ronaldo's eyes, Cecil's heart tightened suddenly, and he lowered his head and kissed him fiercely.

I haven't seen each other for more than two years, and the two are biting each other, as if they want to eat each other into their stomachs.

Next, the two of them didn't say anything, and both used actions to express what they wanted to say.

When Cecil pushed him down on the sofa and stripped off his clothes, Ronaldo was nervous and looking forward to what would happen next, but when his body was pierced without warning, he screamed out in pain.

"Mr. Cecil...it hurts...stop...stop...ah..." Ronaldo's begging for mercy did not bring him tenderness, but instead became deeper and heavier.

It was so painful that Ronaldo couldn't help crying, begging for mercy.

Seeing the tears on Ronaldo's face, Cecil gradually slowed down and became gentle.

"This is your punishment."

Ronaldo didn't understand what this sentence meant, and before he could think about it, he was swept into waves of pleasure.

Cecil's punishment was a bit harsh this time, not as gentle as before. He tossed and tossed from 02:30 in the morning until [-]:[-] in the morning. If Ronaldo hadn't passed out from exhaustion, he probably wouldn't have stopped.

Just before losing consciousness, Ronaldo unresponsively understood what Cecil meant by punishment. He was not wrong, so why punish him?

It was obvious that Mr. Cecil came back late, and he was the one who was at fault, and it should be him who punished him.When he woke up, he must settle accounts with Mr. Cecil.

Cecil looked at Ronaldo who fell into a deep sleep, his eyebrows were full of tenderness, and there was no fierceness just now.Originally, he planned to teach this kid a hard lesson, but halfway through the lesson, it turned sour. He lost control after not seeing him for more than two years. He wanted more, and desperately asked for it unconsciously.

Originally, he was full of anger, but from the moment he saw this kid, all the anger was replaced by joy.

Cecil's heart softened when he heard Ronaldo kept asking if it was true.He knew that Ronaldo would be very happy when he came back, but when he saw Ronaldo's happy and bright smile, his heart that had been empty for more than two years was instantly filled.

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Ronaldo didn't wake up until noon the next day. To be precise, he was woken up by starvation.

When he opened his eyes, he looked at the room blankly and found that he was the only one. Could it be that everything last night was a dream?

Thinking by day and dreaming by night, what happened last night is probably a dream.However, it was too real.

Suddenly, an unsuitable image appeared in his mind. Ronaldo first felt that he was too lewd. To actually have such a dream, really... Could it be that he had such a lewd dream because he had been abstinent for more than two years?

Ronaldo was about to sit up and get up, but as soon as he moved, he felt a strong soreness from under his body, and he gasped in pain.Then there was a burning pain from an unspeakable part behind him, and he couldn't help cursing "dameit!"

When he lifted the quilt, he saw that his body was blue, purple, and red. Ronaldo's face was on fire, but his eyes were shining. What happened last night was not a dream!He is not dreaming!Mr. Cecil is really back!

"Mr. Cecil, Mr. Cecil, Mr. Cecil..." After calling three times but no one responded, Ronaldo frowned tightly, with an ugly expression on his face. Could it be that Mr. Cecil left after finishing his work last night?

damn it!

Ronaldo threw off the quilt and got out of bed. Just as he stood up, his legs went limp. He fell forward and fell hard on the bed.

Lying on the bed, Ronaldo's eyes were red with anger, "It's too much, how could you treat me like this..." He was angry, sad and wronged.

"What did you do to you?" Cecil came back and saw Ronaldo kneeling beside the bed, beating the bed and scolding him.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ronaldo suddenly raised his head and looked over, and saw the person he had been thinking about for more than two years standing at the door of the room.

Ronaldo's eyes were like precision scanners, and he scanned Cecil from head to toe. It was exactly the same as the person in his memory, it was his Mr. Cecil!

Seeing Ronaldo's stupid look again, Cecil had a look of helplessness in his eyes. I haven't seen this kid become stupid again for more than two years?

Ronaldo stood up suddenly and rushed towards Cecil, completely forgetting the pain in his body.

The chest was hit hard again, and Cecil frowned slightly, showing a painful look on his usually expressionless face.Enduring the severe pain, he didn't reach out and push away Ronaldo who was holding him tightly.

Ronaldo hugged Cecil tightly like a koala, as if he was afraid that Cecil would disappear suddenly.

Sensing Ronaldo's uneasiness, Cecil raised his hand and touched his back, soothing him gently.

Clinging to Cecil's chest, there was a steady heartbeat in his ears, a warm face on his face, and a familiar scent with a cold fragrance on the tip of his nose.Mr. Cecil is really back!No longer the person in his dream!That's great!

Cecil felt that if Ronaldo hugged him further, the wound on his abdomen would open again, so he lowered his head to hold his lips, and comforted him with his lips and tongue.

Under Cecil's kiss, Ronaldo gradually relaxed, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared.Happiness, satisfaction, and sweetness filled the entire atrium.

Gulu Gulu Gulu... A discordant sound interrupted the intimate atmosphere between the two.

Ronaldo quickly covered his stomach, blushing in embarrassment and said, "I... stomach... hungry..."

This is not the first time this kind of thing happened, Cecil stretched out his hand to his forehead, his expression was quite speechless, "Can you be more stupid?" He said so, but his eyes were full of doting.

I haven't heard this sentence for more than two years. Ronaldo feels very kind when he hears it now, with a smirk on his face: "I'm so hungry that I can eat a cow now."

Cecil flicked Ronaldo's forehead with his fingers, and said dotingly, "You're so stupid."

Ronaldo wrapped his arms around Cecil's neck, hung his whole body on Cecil, and said coquettishly, "I want to eat meat..."

"There's meat for you to eat in the living room." Cecil guessed that Ronaldo would wake up at noon, so he asked Angus to order a meal in the dining room, which was just delivered and it was still hot.

When Ronaldo heard that there was food, he hurried to the living room, but after taking two steps, his legs started to swing.He turned his head and looked at Cecil with accusing eyes, with the expression of "you make me unable to walk".

A smile flashed across Cecil's eyes, and he reached out and hugged Ronaldo horizontally.When he bent down to hug her, the wound on his abdomen seemed to be split open, and a burst of severe pain hit him, causing his face to turn pale.

Ronaldo was so focused on the meat in the living room that he didn't notice Cecil's pale and painful expression.

Cecil carried Ronaldo to the living room, thinking as he walked, whether he was punishing the boy in his arms or punishing himself.