Bound love

The former little adoptive father.

want to eat him...

Want to bully him severely...

I want to see Qi Ya showing various expressions in front of me, even if I make myself cry...

Because of such prayers──

It is Qiya who only belongs to me...

"Qia is really... lustful..."

"Eh?"

Listening to Xiao Yan's words for no reason, Duan Qiya raised her head, looked at him smiling, and stared at her chest, only then realized that there were two red marks printed on her white shirt at some point , the protruding place poked up the whole piece of fabric on the chest, so it was not obvious.

Covering her chest, Duan Qiya turned her head aside, her whole face was blushing even more.

"Xiao Yan!"

Seeing Qi Ya's shy look, Bo Xiyan was in such a good mood for some reason that his whole body was blackened, while pulling the thin tie he had chosen for Qi Ya, rubbing it gently on his cheeks.

"When I bought this shirt...Qiya's heart...in fact, she wanted to wear it specially to seduce me, right?"

"It's, it's not..."

Holding her chest tighter, Duan Qiya turned her body slightly, trying to prevent Xiaoyan from seeing her embarrassing side as much as possible.

but……

My face is so hot...

My chest is hot too...

The whole body is burning with shame...

Especially the part of the nipples, stared at by Xiaoyan with such provocative eyes, can't stop itching, it reminds him of his naked appearance in front of Xiaoyan...

Thinking of his crazy requests in the past few days...

"Eh???? Isn't it???" Deliberately procrastinating, Bo Xiyan looked at Duan Qiya's side face in distress, and the slight disappointment in his tone easily caught his attention heart.

"But Qi Ya looks really attractive here..."

"I can see the color inside..."

"Pink tender..."

pink……

Pink and tender...

Xiaoyan actually said that his place is... pink and tender...

Shrinking the whole person into a ball, Duan Qiya touched her chest with her hands, and her eyes uncontrollably glanced at her chest.

Xiao Yan is really wicked!

Since, how can the nipples of an uncle like myself who is about to be 40 years old be pink...

but……

Being told so by the person I love...

This feeling……

really happy...

Thinking of this, Duan Qiya laughed foolishly. In the eyes of the man, the innocent smile that didn't match his age even aroused the purest animal desire in his blood, clamoring to throw down the little sheep in front of him immediately.

"Prayer..."

With a hoarse voice, Bo Xiyan called Duan Qiya's name, and a pair of big palms caressed him back and forth irregularly, whether it was the sharp chin, the arc of the waist and hips, or the two breasts on his chest. Duoyanhong...

Staring closely at Qi Ya's chest, Bo Xiyan pressed his lips extremely close, and with a slight tug of his slender fingers, two buttons of the shirt were immediately undone, revealing a slightly trembling white chest.

Stretching out his fingertips, Bo Xiyan poked upward obsessively, and the magnificent nipples immediately trembled in the air and bloomed.

The touch on the fingertips is so delicate, like fine silk, every thread, every strand, is shining with warm fluorescence, especially under the dim light at this moment, it can reflect its beauty... …

Different from ordinary people──

beauty……

Bo Xiyan noticed it a long time ago.

For some reason, Chia's body is different from many others.

The marks that the years have left on him are not deep, even now that he is about to enter the age of 28, he still looks like a thin young man in his [-]s.

Maybe it's because he puts himself in an artistic atmosphere that only belongs to him all the year round. Qi Ya in his arms does not have the sense of vicissitudes that middle-aged people should have, let alone the rough and thick texture. Every minute, every inch is like God's meticulously crafted works of art, people can't put it down, and some are just deeply infatuated with him...

Opening his mouth, Bo Xiyan rubbed Qi Ya's areola twice with his lips, and the warm breath sprayed on his sensitive nipples, covering a layer of hot and humid water vapor.

"Since they're all standing up..."

"It's better than..."

"Let me help you... take a breath..."

Bo Xiyan's voice became deeper and deeper, and the pleasant voice in this gallery full of artistic atmosphere showed an artist's unique romantic feelings, which made Duan Qiya deeply feel that such a Xiaoyan, really So handsome that people can't look directly...

Nervously clutching the small album in her hand, Duan Qiya's heart was beating wildly, her blushing cheeks were extremely hot, but her misty eyes watched the man put her nipples in his mouth without blinking, feeling With the tip of his soft and lingering tongue wrapping around the most sensitive part of her, sucking and licking.

"Um……"

Duan Qiya couldn't help humming softly. Duan Qiya lost all strength in her limbs. The small picture book she was holding tightly in her hand fell to the ground at some point, and a cute little tent was erected under the dark gray suit pants. .

31 My Prince

Taking a full view of Qi Ya's reaction, Bo Xiyan twitched the end of his eyes, licked the tip of his nipple and poked at the areola with the tip of his tongue, and immediately saw the top of the small tent dyed with a wet color.

"Qiya is really perverted..."

"Not only the nipples... even the lower part is turned up..."

Satisfied with Qi Ya's changes, Bo Xiyan's hand slowly slid down to his crotch, making gestures to pull out the small jade stem inside.

"Xiao Yan...don't be here..."

Seeing that the man was about to take out his own thing, Duan Qiya froze with fright.

Although the sky outside has darkened and there is no one in the whole gallery, in case, in case someone else finds out, I and Xiaoyan will be blacklisted by all art galleries, and more importantly What's more, if someone sees my own thing in such a sacred place, I will really, really never dare to come out to see people again for the rest of my life!

"To do... go back and do it..."

"Woo...please..."

Helplessly pushing Bo Xiyan's chest, Duan Qiya was really afraid that the intimate behavior of the two would be discovered by other people, her slightly narrowed eyes were filled with tears, and even the little things under the suit pants were all in the air. Trembling with fear.

Gently picked Qi Ya's small jade stem with his fingertips, Bo Xiyan hooked his thin lips, and pinched the tender-colored stigma at the top of the jade stem at the zipper opening of his trousers maliciously, making Qi Ya unable to bear it. groaned out.

"After you go home?"

"Is it true that I can do anything to you?"

"Xiao, Xiaoyan..."

"Pinch your little thing gently like this..."

"Or suck it in your mouth..."

"Playing with your little ass..."

"While eating all your stuff..."

"These……"

"Is everything okay?"

Covering her lips as much as possible, at this moment Duan Qiya has long lost her strength, she can only lie limp in the man's arms, looking at the man in front of her with those extremely innocent eyes.

"Oh... don't bully me..."

Seeing his favorite little adoptive father in his life being teased to the point of crying, Bo Xiyan lovingly placed a kiss on his lips, and was about to let go of the person in his arms when he heard a "crack" from the corridor. There was a click, and after that, the light in the whole room suddenly decreased, leaving only a little faint light, slightly illuminating the road.

? !

Immediately, Bo Xiyan used his body to block the disheveled Qi Ya, making sure that there were no unforeseen circumstances that were difficult to deal with, and then turned around to put on Qi Ya's clothes.

"Xiao Yan, what's wrong?"

Uncomfortably buttoning up his shirt, Duan Qiya looked around in fear.

"I don't know. You wait here for a while, I'll go out and have a look."

Saying that, Bo Xiyan was about to turn around, but was held by the corner of his clothes by Qi Ya.

"Wait for me!" Clutching the man's clothes, Duan Qiya's hands trembled, "I want to go with you..."

"Um……"

Curving the corners of his lips, Bo Xiyan took Duan Qiya's hand, and the two of them walked on the corridor of the gallery, looking around from time to time.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Shouting into the empty room, Bo Xiyan looked at the surrounding environment and the time on the phone.

The closing time of the art gallery is eight o'clock in the evening, and now──

Eight fifteen...

Realizing the situation in front of them, the two were no longer in the mood to continue walking slowly in place, but ran to the gate at an extremely fast speed, hoping to find the staff who hadn't left before the gate closed.

It's a pity that foreigners are very particular about the arrangement of working hours. It is stated that they leave work at [-] o'clock, and there is really no one left.

Looking at the closed gate and the empty dark hall, Bo Xiyan tried to call the gallery staff several times according to the number on the flyer, but unfortunately the customer service number that seemed very reliable on weekdays was After a while, they were all transferred to the voicemail mailbox, so that he sighed and obediently prepared to be scolded by Qi Ya.

"That...Qiya..."

With a dry smile at Qi Ya, Bo Xiyan uttered a very helpless fact.

"We... seem to be locked up here..."

"..."

"..."

Frowning slightly, Duan Qiya was silent for a long time, so long that Bo Xiyan thought that he would suddenly lose his temper, so he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

Seeing Qi Ya's reaction, Bo Xiyan was a little astonished.

"You...are you not angry?"

"Ah."

"Then you still laugh!"

"Because, there is no other way..."

Speaking, Duan Qiya smiled