[Kuroko's Basketball] Miracle!

The sunlight was mercilessly blocked out of the window frame by double-layered blue lattice curtains, and the hour hand had successfully kicked off 8 and was attacking 9 Jun.

The satisfied biological clock let out a long sigh of relief.

Midorima Shintaro has always been a very self-disciplined person, with his own unique set of work and rest time, which is very regular and very scientific!

Since he was a child, the number of times he stayed up in bed was 0, and he would have a full and full arrangement every morning.

But today, he was extremely lazy.

In his arms was a warm, fragrant and soft young man, like the most beautiful treasure in the world, which easily divided his entire attention.

Nothing appeals to Midorima Shintaro more than this.

Heizi Zheye's tender chrysanthemum was shamelessly broken by him, it was his, and it only belongs to him now!

Holding him in his arms now, his skin is smooth, white, warm and soft, he still feels a little unreal.

Yes, some are unreal.

The person he had longed for for a long time was actually lying beside him defenselessly.

Not a dream.

Not a dream.

In fact, Heizi is very uneasy sleeping alone on weekdays.

But this time, because he had a hot and rock-solid body beside him, which was warmer and more comfortable than any pillow, so he hugged Midorima's waist and pillowed on Midorima's chest, and Kuroko slept very soundly.

It is also rare to be honest.

The chirping of birds outside the window can also sound very pleasant, and the rustling of the wind, if it were the past, Midorima would definitely frown deeply.

But today—the weekend, what a beautiful day!

His shoulders supported Heizi all night and morning, and it was very sore, even for a man as strong as Midorima, he felt a little unbearable.

However, unwilling to move.

He had the idea of ​​not wanting to move even if his arm fell off.

Time eternity is impossible, he knows it all too well.

But... I always hope that I can have one more point, one more point.

Is it too greedy?

The corners of Midorima's eyes were slightly raised, and his expression looked relaxed and satisfied.

Heizi, who was stimulated by passion for most of the night and tossed for most of the night, has not yet woken up, with both hands tightly clutching Midorima's arm.

Although he looked very weak, his grasping power was not small, as if he gathered the remaining strength of his whole body.

At the later stage when Midorima lost his final sanity, he almost gnawed hard on every part of the boy's body.

The back, chest, underarms, the base of the legs...even around the small shoots, were not spared by the wolves.

Redness, swelling, all hickeys are strong evidence.

All the while reminding Lvma of the passion last night, they did it, not only did it, but also cooperated very tacitly afterwards, and the degree of fit was far higher than they imagined.

Heizi looks thin and weak, but his flexibility is several times better than ordinary people.

There are credits of playing basketball for a long time, and there are also natural factors of youth.

The big hand gently stroked the curled blue hair tail, the hair quality is not bad...but it can make a certain Mensao love it.

Just admit it, Midorima, you are possessed.

You've become irresistibly obsessed.

Early in the morning-the time period when men are recognized as impulsive.

He touched it with his strong and powerful hands, and then continued down without any focus, relying on someone's deep sleep, he went all the way down the small Adam's apple without any scruples.

The fingertips scratched the elastic and fancy chest, the little red beans that were sucked to the point of being swollen, the small belly button...

Finally, both eyes and fingers locked on the little bud.

He still deeply remembered yesterday that Heizi was crying and begging for mercy, but he clamped down on his contradictory reactions. Keep that look.

Ah - no.

Everything is caused by the beautiful time in the morning, so... Midorima thinks it is the time's fault, not his fault.

Last night, the acupoint was red and swollen, but Midorima applied a good anti-inflammatory ointment in time.

This morning, it returned to a smooth and "moist" appearance, which was caused by the half-melted ointment left over from last night, um...even the lubrication is left.

See, it's really not Midorima's fault.

All the conditions are so suitable for him.

So the upright burning thing was inserted to the end very smoothly.

Heizi hummed in a low voice, but there was no response, only the knuckles holding Midorima's arm tightened, and the legs and pink little toes curled up together.

Subconsciously moved his nose, but did not open his eyes.

Like a defenseless little animal in deep sleep, longing for its master to wake it up.

With a stupid, poisonous, and cruel mouth, Midorima felt that she must not be able to correctly express her true feelings in words.

Well, I'll show it with action.

So Mensao began to find excuses for himself again, at first he deliberately lightened his movements, and then he really said "start" in his heart until there was no sense of resistance in going in and out.

His breakfast, Kuroko Tetsuya.

He was made to pass out, and he was tossed again early in the morning.

It is always difficult for teenagers who are new to lust to control their desires, even Midorima who has good self-control.

What's even more amazing is that Heizi didn't wake up at all.

He really didn't wake up, until Midorima ejaculated in it, and a large pile of white viscous liquid slowly leaked out from the heel of his leg, and he still didn't wake up.

The reasons for the analysis are as follows:

One, I ejaculated too hard last night, resulting in premature ejaculation this morning.

Second, Heizi is too dull and slow.

Three, Heizi pretended to be asleep.

The first one is absolutely impossible to admit even if there is a green room, naturally it is PASS.

The second, well, must be the reason for the second.

While wiping the semen on Heizi's thigh, he pinned all the reasons on the little black sauce who was still asleep.

When our little protagonist really wakes up, the real scumbag in Midorima has successfully concealed the essence of the beast, and perfectly put on the mantle of a gentleman.

I made a delicious and nutritious breakfast, such as red dates and lotus seed porridge, curry goji berry patties, and even milkshakes with ground dates and goji berry powder.

There is also a big tonic broth specially replenishing essence.

The bowls were exquisite, neatly placed on the tray one by one, and brought to his room.

The room is full of lust and corruption, but there is no plan to open the window to let the air out.

A sunspot should not be given any chance to shirk responsibility.

You are no longer the primary essence, but you "possessed" my primary essence.

Chujing = This is the first time, you have to be responsible to me, otherwise... umhhhhhh...

Midorima pushed the half-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It's time to eat, Heizi."

Noticing that someone's ears were red, Midorima guessed that he had just woken up not long ago, but because he didn't know how to face himself, he chose to pretend to be asleep clumsily when he heard footsteps.

Sure enough, Heizi slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his eyes drooped.

Midorima looked at him as if nothing had happened, and found that he was quite energetic, and there was nothing listless, so he was relieved. He was a little worried that Kuroko would get a fever.

Now it seems that someone's physique is not bad.

"Good morning, are you hungry? Wipe your hands first, and then you are ready to eat." Midorima didn't seem to notice his embarrassment, and handed over a warm wet towel very thoughtfully.

Although there is no fever, the legs and waist must be uncomfortable.

He thought back to the massage book he had just picked up while he was frying things.

Maybe, try it.

If he was beaten at school tomorrow, he would rather choose those people who beat him because of jealousy, rather than kicking him hard because of Heizi's health problems.

Heizi raised his head stealthily, like a little squirrel just waking up, blinking his big eyes that were still a bit blurred, he really wanted to rub it, but he didn't dare to make a big move and just blinked a few times vigorously.

"Good morning." Seeing that Luma was no different from the past, he felt relieved, took the hot towel, and wiped his palms indiscriminately.

After wiping his left hand, before he had time to wipe his right paw, someone snatched it up and started wiping it seriously for him.

"Tired?" Midori asked.

Heizi wanted to shake his head subconsciously, but he nodded instead in the middle of shaking.

Really sleepy.

Even the bones are sleepy.

He watched quietly like this as the green-haired boy carefully wiped his hands, the crevices of his fingers, the grooves of his nails, and the lines on his palms...

Then, I suddenly felt less sleepy.

Green, the color of vitality.

Green always gives people a very fresh feeling. It is hard to imagine that this person in Lujian can be hooked up with Xiaoqingqing, but the green hair on the top of his head is not obtrusive at all, which is really amazing.

And those emerald green eyes, Heizi stared at him fixedly, green swirls.

There is gentleness, tolerance, and deep-hidden ten thousand-year diving party-feelings that rarely surface, but more awkwardness and coquettishness.

Well, the sullen green eyes, obviously not much nearsightedness, but still want to wear a pair of glasses on the bridge of the nose every day to cover such beautiful eyes.

It wasn't until he was hugged by Luma on his lap that Heizi could barely react.

"I...you..." His words were all stuck in his mouth, facing the fresh color, he couldn't say anything.

He sat naked on Lujian's lap, and Lujian looked helpless, "Is there food on my face? Or does my face look more like a meatloaf? So where do you want to bite first? Heizi."

"It's not like that." Heizi lowered his eyes, but opened his mouth unconsciously when a spoonful of porridge was brought to his mouth.

One spoonful, the fragrance is attractive.

Appetite-increasing porridge, Lujian puts a lot of medicinal materials, but it is very delicious, and there is no unpleasant medicinal taste.

"good to eat?"

"Yes." Although the posture was embarrassing, Heizi still replied very honestly, and said, "I can do it myself, I don't need this."

Lvma curled his lips, and gave another spoonful as if he didn't hear it at all, "I can only eat one piece of curry meat pie, but...if...heh, you can consider increasing it."

Kuroko,"……"

He bit the spoon as if venting his anger, but stopped talking about it.

So Midorima fed smoothly, and someone gradually became more comfortable with eating.

Habits gradually become natural.