take father as heaven

Because of the injury, Murong Yan became more relaxed and rested at home for three whole days.

Seeger is with the base, and he is actually not worried at all. Speaking of it, even if he is there, he can’t help much. After all, the affairs of the base have always been handled by Seeger, and no one knows the base better than him. Condition.

Besides, Murong Chen also remembered now, I'm afraid he knows the situation of the base better than Sig.But Murong Chen basically stayed at home with him except for the normal commute time.

The two of them are too familiar, and it is very natural to develop from father and son to lover, as if it should have been like this a long time ago.

It's just moving to a bed to sleep, and I haven't even changed the name.In fact, there is no way to do it. Calling him father for two generations seems to be deeply rooted in his soul. Murong Yan feels that it is difficult for him to call him Chen like a peer.

Besides, isn't dad a title that belongs to him alone?This is the most intimate name in the world.

"What are you thinking?" Murong Chen pushed up from behind, hugging him tightly.

Murong Yan came back to his senses in the blink of an eye, lay obediently in his arms, and sighed contentedly. "I'm thinking that the way we get along is like an old married couple."

Indeed, they are very similar. Both of them know each other's habits and personalities too well, and they have been together for so long. There is almost no running-in and mutual tolerance. They are already interdependent or even unable to live without each other.

Every day when I woke up in Murong Chen's arms, the other party gave him a deep kiss, then got up and made breakfast, fed him and then went to work in the military, leaving him at home to sleep late, and would come back to make breakfast during lunch break. After dinner, the two talked for a while, and then Murong Chen went to the military headquarters, and Murong Yan would watch TV and read books for a while.

In the evening, after dinner, Murong Chen would read a book with him, then say goodnight and kiss each other, and then hug each other to sleep.

Life is very ordinary, but it is also warm and sweet, even if he doesn't say anything, Murong Yan can still feel the sweetness all over his body.

"What's wrong with being an old married couple?" Murong Chen liked to hug Murong Yan from behind, probably because that way he could completely hug each other in his arms, so he leaned up from behind and kissed each other's neck, lazily answer.

Murong Yan was made very comfortable by his soft kiss, squinting his eyes and curled up in the other's arms like a cat.

"Dad..." He always likes to call each other like this recently, no matter what is going on or not, he always likes to call each other.

Murong Chen was already used to it, so he responded softly whenever he called out. "Um."

"That's great, you are real, not me dreaming."

These words made Murong Chen feel a little sad, this child is too bitter, he has always liked him like that, and he doesn't know how much he has suffered in silence, and he has hurt the other party so much, fortunately this time, he did not commit the same crime again Big mistake, but luckily still in time.

"How's the matter at the base going?" Although he couldn't help much, Murong Yan still cared.

"Don't worry, everything is done. The second batch is already on the way, and I have sent someone to pick it up."

When Murong Chen was doing things, he was naturally relieved.The two talked for a while before getting ready to fall asleep.

However, after lying down, his mind became active again. He has been resting for three days. Except for the most embarrassing first day, his physical recovery speed is many times faster than that of ordinary people. He has long been fine and can move freely. .

It's just that although the two of them slept together these few days, they only slept in each other's arms. Did Murong Chen really have no desire for him? Was the loss of control that day also due to too long abstinence?Instead of targeting him as a person?

Or if Murong Chen hurt him unintentionally that day and never touches him again, this possibility is actually quite high.Murong Yan hesitated for a moment, then turned around and lay down on Murong Chen's chest.

The other party just took a bath, wearing a loose nightgown, with a faint fragrance of shower gel on his body, Murong Yan lay on his chest and rubbed it lightly to show his intimacy.

Murong Chen seemed to like his little act of intimacy and coquettishness very much, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, gently hugged him in his arms, and then stopped moving, as if he planned to continue sleeping...

You can't give up all your previous efforts, Murong Yan continued to stretch out his hand unwillingly, and slowly slid into the other's nightgown, slowly moving down along the masculine and sexy curves. The dead should feel it too.

Sure enough, when his hand was about to touch his lower abdomen, he was held down by another big hand. In the darkness, Murong Chen's deep eyes looked at him quietly, as if silently asking about his intentions.

"Can't sleep..." As he said this, the man seemed to smile, and the next moment he felt a gentle touch on his back, again and again, with a gentle rhythm and gentle movements, as if trying to coax him Well-behaved children fall asleep like that.

This kind of gentle touch reminded Murong Yan of his childhood, a long time ago, when he couldn't sleep at night, he would walk through the empty and dark imperial court, and then ran to his bedroom, begging him to accompany him, at that time That's how he coaxed himself to fall asleep, how familiar and nostalgic, but it's a pity that the child has grown up, and the meaning of not being able to fall asleep is not so simple.

He snorted softly, and then continued to touch down with that restless hand, and before the other party noticed it but had no time to stop it, he unceremoniously held the hot hard thing that had already been erected.

The body of the column was hot and trembling slightly, and it swelled more and more as his hand held it. In fact, that person was not as calm as he showed. Isn't what he held in his hand the best proof.

"Yan'er?" Murong Chen's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of lust, which sounded extraordinarily bewitching.

Murong Yan felt that the thing in his hand seemed to be beating a few times, and he immediately thought of how this thing had been tossing him so vigorously for a whole night, and then he couldn't help swallowing subconsciously, not knowing whether it was because he was afraid or what .

But he hasn't forgotten his original intention, so he raised his face and stared into the man's eyes, "I don't seem to be the only one who can't sleep."

"Hmm..." Murong Chen sighed softly in his ear, then turned over and pressed him down.

The scorching hard object was so impartially pressed against his lower abdomen, the heat was astonishingly hot, Murong Yan had already let go of the palm holding it, but he still felt that his palm was so hot that it was about to melt away. .

Didn't he do something stupid?For example, to wake up the sleeping lion and the like.

"Dad, take it easy..."

Murong Chen whispered in his ear, "It won't happen this time."