his little candy

In the bathtub, the little thing has not finished taking off his clothes, and there is only a white vest and the white rabbit Xiao Nei Nei pouting his butt. With thin legs, the white rabbit dangled in front of his eyes.

All Han Che's endurance in this life was given to Little Things. Seeing the white rabbit with its small buttocks wetted by the bath water, Han Che's eyes darkened.

However, a certain drunk little thing didn't know it, giggled gigglingly, and paddled towards Han Che with its slender white legs. Running in the bathtub, flying and beeping fast, after being caught by Han Che, it was unbelievably soft, like a naked egg that had been peeled off its shell, and nestled softly in Han Che's arms.

"Stand still." Han Che gritted his teeth, and patted the little thing's upturned buttocks lightly. The little thing suddenly said "huh", frowning beautifully, and looked at Han Che with big watery eyes. , her pink lips pursed angrily, pinched Han Che's nose with her white and tender fingers, and did not let go, angrily reprimanded: "Don't hit the baby."

"Okay, Ah Che's fault, Ah Che should not have slapped the baby's ass."

Han Che's nose was pinched, he couldn't laugh or cry, he could only beg for mercy from the drunk little bully, only for the little bully to stop mercifully.

The little thing couldn't stand stably in the bathtub, and almost slipped and fell, but Han Che hurriedly hugged him. As a result, the little thing was very embarrassing, pushed Han Che away, and pointed at Han Che's nose, bossing him around.

"Hmph, kneel down."

Han Che had black lines on his face, why did he not expect that the drunk little thing is not only enthusiastic, but also has a clear mind.

He lowered his voice to coax, "Stop making trouble, take a bath obediently, what time is it?"

Before Han Che's hand touched the little thing, the little thing pushed it away unhappily. His little face was flushed by the heat of the bath. After hearing Han Che's words, his delicate brows turned into splayed eyebrows, and he pouted. Mouth humming: "The baby is not making trouble."

Han Che coaxed repeatedly, hugged the little thing in his arms, and followed his back, "Okay, the baby is not making trouble."

It didn't work out as expected, the little thing sincerely tormented him tonight, and the beautiful scenery on a good day also became his sweet headache.

The little thing suddenly saw something, and his big black eyes lit up instantly, and just when Han Che's heart sank, he saw the little thing holding the shower nozzle, looking at him with malicious intentions, and his crisp voice was particularly loud .

"Your Majesty!"

Han Che helped his forehead.

How will he serve this little ancestor tonight.

"Don't make trouble." Han Che almost humiliated.

The little thing was still dissatisfied, there seemed to be two little devil horns growing on his head, he looked at Han Che and laughed, making Han Che's scalp go numb.

Does this little thing have to wrestle with him tonight?

Han Che was holding his forehead when he saw the little thing jumping out of the bathtub, holding the shower, moving towards a small plastic stool next to his forehead, humming: "I'm your little one." Daughter-in-law, do you know? Your name is Ache, you have to listen to me, or I will spank your ass, uh-huh, that's it..."

Han Che stared dumbfounded at Little Thing, with his butt pouted, holding the shower head, touching the plastic stool one after another, humming.

"Spanking."

"Little leather whip."

"Sing Conquest."

What is going on in his little thing's mind, why does he feel that his life in the future is a little shabby.

At the end of the fuss, the little thing was also tired, so he lay down on the stool, pouted his buttocks, and fell asleep soundly.

Han Che looked helplessly at Little Thing, walked over, took off Little Thing's vest, restrained his eyes from looking at the tender little Zhu Guo who was flushed red by the heat, and then fell on Little Thing's pouted face again. The white rabbit on the bottom, Xiao Nei Shang, picked up the little thing from the stool with one hand, patted the round buttocks, gritted his teeth and said, "Little naughty."

"uh-huh."

The little thing frowned.

Han Che put the little thing into the bathtub, poured rose essential oil for him, and now the little thing lay peacefully in the bathtub to take a bath.

Why does this white and tender little thing look so much like a suckling pig?Look at that baby's fat little face, that upturned little butt, that chubby little body.

Therefore, God Han not only forbids others to eat Wangzai steamed buns, but also forbids people to eat roast suckling pig. Who knows the specific reason?Only God Han knows.

Of course, these are all things to follow.

The little thing is not fat, but looks extraordinarily thin, you can't see it at ordinary times, but you will find out when you strip it off, it turns out to be soft and fleshy, but the bones are too thin, soft as if boneless when you pinch it. The body frame is much thinner.

Han Che glanced at the quiet little thing before taking off his crumpled clothes after being tossed all night, and turned on the rain shower. Hot water flowed down his body and passed over the sizable bumps.

The big lump wrapped in pure black had already begun to change after being bathed in hot water, but Han Che's face was pale and frosty, and he didn't seem to respond at all. After passing there, he couldn't help but glanced in the direction of the bathtub.

Just one look, and it's on the verge of collapse.

The little thing turned over by itself, and was leaning against the edge of the bathtub in all directions. He had pushed the soft pillow into the bathtub, and the little thing was raising one leg, resting high on the edge of the bathtub, and the other leg was bent on the edge of the bathtub. In the bathtub, in the standard puppy peeing position, he slept soundly and softly breathing.

And the little white underwear has already been soaked by water, and the little thing frowned and pulled it down restlessly. It seems that it is uncomfortable to wear a wet little thing, but the exposed picture, just look at it , Han Che suddenly looked away.

Veins popped out on his forehead, his heart beat violently, and suddenly got stuck in his throat.

Small, cute, and flesh-pink, it rushed into the brain like a print in an instant, and continuously sent stimulating reflexes towards the cerebral cortex.

As if being choked by fate, a warm current rushed down somewhere in his body, his body convulsed, and he didn't even have a chance to contain it, he could only be forced to fall.

When everything was over, Han Che closed his eyes, wiped the little thing's body, wrapped it in a bath towel and carried it out.

The little thing was uncomfortable wearing wet underwear, Han Che could only grit his teeth, take it off with his eyes closed, and asked the naked little thing to be put on the bed before he went into the bathroom and took off the pout that he had just taken off. The little white rabbit with its buttocks was washed and dried, and then the other clothes of the two were washed, dried, and dried on the balcony outside. When they returned to the master bedroom, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Sleeping on the bed, Han Che hugged the little thing, but the little thing was very restless and kept twisting, and Han Che was also disturbed. It was originally covered with a blanket through the bathrobe, but the little thing hated it It was too hot, and I slept until midnight, with my calves kicking the blanket constantly.

If Han Che, who was tossed all night, was an ordinary person, he would not be able to endure it long ago.

The little thing is so energetic and energetic. After kicking the quilt countless times, he stretched his thin white legs out of the quilt restlessly, and was caught by Han Che. After putting it back, he stuffed it directly into his two legs Between the legs, press it down, no matter how much the little thing's legs move, it won't move.

After being tossed all night, Han Che finally came to a conclusion.

As for the energy of the little thing, he has to be pressed on the bed until he can't get out of bed, so that he can settle down.

The next day.

The morning sun shines in from the transparent glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, through the half-drawn light brown curtains, forming a rectangular light spot on the log floor.

A ray of cool sunlight shone on the bed, and the petite body on the big bed was tightly embraced by the tall body, so intimate that it seemed like two newborn babies clinging tightly to each other.

Song Guo woke up first, opened his eyelids, the sunlight projected into his sleepy eyes, covered them slightly, and felt that his legs were being pressed tightly, and he was like a vine, clinging to the youth. body.

"Well"

Song Guo snorted softly, rubbing her fluffy head against Han Che's chest, the slightly itchy and comfortable feeling reached the extreme softness, Han Che still closed his eyes, rubbing the little thing into his arms sleepily inside.

"Wake up, go back to sleep."

"No, what time is it? You get up at six in school."

Song Guo was woken up by the biological clock and couldn't fall asleep anymore, so she yelled to get up, and saw that Han Che was still lying in bed, so she swiped a finger across Han Che's dazzlingly handsome face.

"Shame, I'm still lying in bed."

Han Che raised the corners of his lips slightly, and when Song Guo wanted to jump out of his arms, he turned over suddenly and directly pressed Song Guo under his body.

I hadn't noticed it just now, but now that the blanket on Song Guo's body was loosened, Song Guo realized that she was actually naked, not even wearing her underwear.

The little face suddenly flushed red.

"what!"

Song Guo hurriedly pulled the blanket to wrap himself up, but the person pressing on him was too tight. He just woke up in the morning, and his hands were limp and weak. After pulling for a long time, the blanket didn't loosen at all. .

"You get out of the way."

"No."

Han Che lied weakly on Song Guo's body, put his face into Song Guo's shoulder, smelled the fragrance of his shoulder, and closed his eyes comfortably.

Song Guo understood.

Han Che, the big villain, not only didn't want to get up, but also suppressed him and wouldn't let him get up.

Song Guo looked at the boy on his body, poked his cheeks with his fingers, grabbed his ears restlessly, and scratched the fluffy things in the boy's ears, making Han Che frowned and bit his tongue. Gritting his teeth, he stretched his hand into the bed, and slapped the little thing's buttocks.

"Be obedient, don't make trouble."

"Ah!" Song Guo frowned after being photographed, and hammered Han Che's back unwillingly. Han Che gritted his teeth angrily, and really wanted to open a post to ask the other party who had too much energy on the bed, what should he do? punish?

Han Che stood up abruptly, but accidentally pressed something. Han Che knew the soft, petite shape under his palm, and Song Guo felt it.

Han Che's expression suddenly became unnatural, "I'm sorry, I didn't..." on purpose.

Before he finished speaking, the little thing blushed, pulled the blanket and got in, leaving only a fluffy head.

"sorry."

"I."

Han Che couldn't stop apologizing, and after a long while, a muffled sound like a kitten came out from under the bed.

"your fault."

Han Che repeated: "Yes, it's my fault."

He wanted to pull the quilt away, but was held tightly inside, and a shy voice came from inside: "From now on, you are not allowed to touch."

Han Che is not happy now, "Baby, if you say you don't want to touch it, don't touch it. Isn't it embarrassing for Lao Gong?"

"You bully people!" There was a cry from inside.

Han Che was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled the quilt away. After all, the little thing's strength was no match for him. When the blanket was lifted, the little white dough inside lay on the bed with grievances. He reached out and covered Han Che's eyes.

"Don't look at it."

Han Che looked at the shy little thing, inexplicably wanted to make him cry, curled his lips evilly, and raised his eyebrows.

"I've seen it a long time ago." Seeing the little thing's expression changed, he said again: "Last night, I not only saw it, but also touched it."

"You're bad! You're bad! You're bad!" The little thing stretched out his legs and kicked him angrily, Han Che held his ankle with one hand, his naked body was once again fully visible, covered with a light layer of light by the morning sun Halo, it looks like the top of the temple, the idol that people worship.