Rebirth of future humans and beasts

Zhang Jingyun had a dream, he dreamed of his father, wept while stroking the photo of his mother who died young, lifted him up with his big hands and put him on his neck, carried him to the playground as a child, holding a stick, while Chasing and beating him while calling him a little bunny...

He is very happy to play hide-and-seek with his father, and occasionally let his father catch up on purpose, beat him a few times, and pretend to yell in pain, and then his father will hold him in his arms distressedly, and make him his favorite fried sauce The noodles are purely hand-rolled, very strong and delicious.

For some reason this day, when he ate the noodles by himself, he was very happy, happier than ever before, and sipped the soup—never thinking about the soup in the fried noodles, he kept drinking and drinking , When the soup was finished, I found a little lion made of sugar in the bottom of the bowl.

He was so happy, he pinched the little lion with two fingers, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp. Before he felt any taste, he slid it into his throat. Then, his butt hurt and he pulled it.

In the meantime, the candy lion that went in from his mouth and came out of his asshole grew as soon as it hit the ground, and it was as big as three dogs in the blink of an eye.

Dad sitting opposite him, the bubble disappeared with a touch.

The lion in front of Zhang Jingyun bared its teeth and danced its claws, flustered, flicked its tail, shook its head, jumped in front of him step by step, and hit his eyes with a swipe of its giant whip-like tail.

Seeing the transparent liquid flowing out of Zhang Jingyun's eyes, Jin Mao moved his eyelids, then raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, opened them with a thud, and met his eyes.

Separated Zhang Jingyun's legs, lifted Zhang Jingyun's foot with one hand, and stroked the golden hair of Zhang Jingyun's butt with the other hand.

Zhang Jingyun looked at the man in front of him, uh, who is this man?I don't know him, but he doesn't look like a good person at first glance, so he is so insignificant to Zhang Jingyun, and he looks like a man for nothing.

Sitting between his legs and touching his buttocks, it was completely a scene of XXOO. Seeing the situation clearly, Zhang Jingyun struggled to withdraw his feet, but——

Why can't my body move? If I move again, Zhang Jingyun promises that he didn't put in so much effort when he was breastfeeding, but his body is as soft as noodles, and he didn't move at all. He was anxious, and opened his mouth to shout at the man: " Who are you, how are you playing a hooligan."

The sound was as small as a mosquito screeching.

However, Jin Mao heard it, but he didn't stop what he was doing, but continued his interrupted behavior. He carefully spread Zhang Jingyun's legs further apart and raised Zhang Jingyun's leg higher, "I'm not playing hooligans." , I am giving you medicine."

The golden retriever stretched out his finger and dug at the mouth of Zhang Jingyun's acupuncture point, and produced a shriveled cylinder that was as thick as a finger. When Zhang Jingyun inhaled painfully, he took out a full transparent cylinder again and stuffed it into Zhang Jingyun's chest. in the body.

Put Zhang Jingyun's legs down and put them together.

"Be good, and bear with it for a few more days. You can't use too much repair fluid on this part. It's better to let it heal itself. If you use too much, it will be easier to tear next time." Jin Mao kissed his tarnished skin. Lips, comforted, "Take your time, it will take about four or five days, and you will be completely healed."

Repair liquid, foreign countries are called holy water, practitioners call it psychic liquid, and secular technologists call it repair liquid, which can promote rapid cell regeneration and accelerate wound healing, but the same, tricky and labor-saving always have hidden dangers , while using the repair fluid to heal the wound quickly, it will create memory on the wound, and each time the repair fluid is used, the resistance of the repair fluid will increase.

Zhang Jingyun looked at the man in front of him, and had no objection to the man's decision, but——, "Who are you?"

Could it be the nurse hired by the Mu family?Well, Yu Tian, ​​you caused me to be raped by the golden retriever for so long, and it’s fine to be a filial son in front of the bed if I don’t do it myself. After I woke up for three minutes and eight seconds, you didn’t even see you. You are worthy of your brother and me ?

Since his own mosquito calls could be heard by the other party, Zhang Jingyun was stingy and didn't raise his voice.

"In your words, I am a golden retriever."

After getting the answer, Zhang Jingyun, who saved his energy, fell silent. Being so honored, his frightened mind completely stopped. He didn't ask why it was the young master of the Mu family who came to take care of him personally, and not anyone else. Even though the golden retriever fed and drank half a glass of water, the stunned Ren golden retriever skillfully picked him up horizontally, opened the door of the bathroom, put him in the bathtub, adjusted the temperature, and bathed him.

Zhang Jingyun was weak all over, and he sat across Jin Mao's legs facing each other, leaning his head on Jin Mao's shoulders to avoid pressing the wound under him. Jin Mao even leaned back slightly, allowing Zhang Jingyun to give him most of the weight of his body.

The Golden Retriever's movements were not very gentle, nor did they meet the standard of rudeness. His movements were quick, rather than sloppy. He cleaned Zhang Jingyun in two or three strokes, pulled out a large towel to wrap him up, and carried him out of the bathroom.

Zhang Jingyun struggled to wriggle in the big towel, "Master, can you find Yu Tian?"

"What's the matter?" Golden Retriever paused on his feet, and said nonchalantly, "He's been so busy these days that he can't get away."

It seems that Yu Tian is out of the game, Zhang Jingyun is the next best thing, except Jin Mao, he can find a beggar to come over, the pressure on Jin Mao is too great, please be considerate and considerate of him, he is still a wounded person, "Then you can give him whatever you want. I'll find a man, I can't hold back."

He needs someone to help him pee.

The golden retriever smiled, turned around and walked back, "Why are you looking for another man, am I not a man?"

Then how can it be the same? With your status as gold and jade, the person who can work hard for you, probably only your future son will be able to receive this honor.

Zhang Jingyun didn't want to pee in his pants, no, he didn't wear pants now, so he shut up.

Less than ten seconds later, Zhang Jingyun regretted hitting the wall.

The golden retriever squatted down and asked Zhang Jingyun to sit on his lap, then reached out to support Zhang Jingyun's big bird, and said with a blank expression, "Piss."

Zhang Jingyun: "..."

He was petrified, he was stupid, he thought he was finally hallucinating, he was clearly dreaming of ravaging the golden retriever.

Turning a blind eye to Zhang Jingyun's stiffness, Jinmao rubbed Zhang Jingyun's lower abdomen with his big hand, squeezed slowly, and squeezed Zhang Jingyun's big bird with one hand, "When you were unconscious, this is how I peed for you. You just woke up , It is estimated that the urination function has not recovered so quickly, take your time, you will get used to it sooner or later."

What are you used to?Get used to you continuing to pee on me?Golden Retriever, you must not have learned Chinese well in elementary school. This sentence has serious language problems, and the subject is wrong. You should not say "I" and you will get used to it sooner or later. You should say "my urination function" and you will get used to it sooner or later.

The last sentence caused Zhang Jingyun to shiver inexplicably, and with a force in his abdomen, water spurted out with a splash.

The golden retriever nodded in satisfaction, shook the big bird for Zhang Jingyun, and wiped Zhang Jingyun with a warm towel.

Then he was put on the semi-circular sofa in the living room connected to the bedroom, and the golden retriever turned and walked into the bedroom.

Zhang Jingyun leaned weakly on the sofa, a certain part felt hot and painful like constipation. The thing that the golden retriever stuffed into his butt earlier did not make him uncomfortable, but brought a little coolness. He squinted his eyes and looked around, about [-] square meters The living room is well decorated, the main color is white and gray, the color is light, the design is simply generous, there is a [-]-inch LCD TV on the opposite wall, and a hand-embroidered pine and cypress screen on the left, which should be placed inside Balcony with bamboo deck chairs.

The room is plain, the content is scary, fuck it—it's the Golden Retriever's room.

Putting himself in the golden retriever's room, and the golden retriever took care of it himself, Zhang Jingyun found strangely that the golden retriever's mind had changed things in a different direction, derailing the original "skin and meat trade" where money was paid.

Now Zhang Jingyun not only had a pain in his butt, but his head also started to hurt.

This is not true, not true, Zhang Jingyun refuses to accept the reality, and tries to find evidence that this is not the golden retriever's room.

When Golden Retriever walked out of the bedroom, he saw Zhang Jingyun struggling to pull out his neck like a little turtle, trying to turn his head back, and trying to climb over the back of the sofa, seeing the sight blocked by the sofa.

"What do you want to see?" Jin Mao stepped forward to pick up Zhang Jingyun and carried him behind the sofa.

There is a green ink landscape painting on the back wall, Zhang Jingyun's eyes are shining, "Where's the Avignon girl?"

Jin Mao's obvious brows were tightly frowned, with a trace of disapproval, as if a parent saw his child recruiting girls, "Do you like nude paintings?"

The girls of Avignon, on which are painted five naked girls with bold poses to the extreme.

Zhang Jingyun is very upset, hey, Jin Mao, what kind of eyes do you have? It is normal for men to like naked women, but it is not normal for men to dislike naked women. Why don’t you hang naked women in your room and glance at them all the time to stimulate your XX desire? However, although Picasso's nude is not the real thing, as a fake copied by a famous painter with a similarity of 90.00%, its value is also more than 5000 million.Although Zhang Jingyun absolutely believes that this painting is not as beautiful as the pictures of nude women, he can't stand it. This painting can be exchanged for hundreds of naked women.

"That painting is useless. I put it in the warehouse. If you like it, I can give it to you." Seeing that Zhang Jingyun was a little disappointed, Jinmao said.

"Really." Zhang Jingyun immediately forgot the question of "is this the golden retriever's room?" Isn't 5000 million worth living in the golden retriever's room for a few nights?

The golden retriever nodded, and replaced Zhang Jingyun with a nightgown for the big towel wrapped in it, "It's inconvenient for you to wear clothes now, and you'll be fine in a few days. I'll take you outside to bask in the sun."

Zhang Jingyun was only wearing a nightgown, not even a pair of underwear. His lower body was chilly and airy. He inhaled the unnecessary snot. After that, he actually brought a bowl of porridge and fed him with a spoon. The spoon came from the bowl. When he came out, the golden retriever tested the temperature with his tongue, and brought it to Zhang Jingyun's mouth, Zhang Jingyun swallowed it, and the golden retriever wiped his mouth again, one spoonful after another, the first spoonful, the golden retriever opened the petrified Zhang Jingyun's mouth plug went in.

Is it your dementia or my dementia? The white porridge flowed down Zhang Jingyun's chin, and Jinmao quickly caught it with his hands, but a drop still scattered on Zhang Jingyun's body.

It seemed that it was time to change clothes again, Jin Mao pulled away Zhang Jingyun's nightgown belt, and put one hand on the back of Jin Mao's hand.

Hoarse and indistinct voice, "I said Golden Retriever, you serve me so much because you don't want to pay for whoring, do you? I tell you don't think about it, it's my own money."