Wedding pet giants

Coming out with hot steam and mist, Zhou Ruan's face was flushed.

Qin Yan fell asleep.

Zhou Ruan climbed onto the bed, carefully opened the wound on Qin Yan's waist, and slept on the inside.

In fact, he was not used to sleeping on his side, and always felt constrained.

Surrounded by a source of hot fire, the breath of men's masculine hormones lingered in his nostrils, and Zhou Ruan's body froze.

He put his hands on his stomach and stared at the ceiling with wide eyes.

This is the first time in a waking state, and now he can clearly and closely feel the throbbing that belongs to a man at a close distance, Zhou Ruan breathes shallowly.

Qin Yan's hand was like a ball of fire, and he patted his thigh. Zhou Ruan felt that his body must be on fire.

"Relax."

Zhou Ruan laughed.

He took away the hot big hand on his thigh, but that big hand held his hand behind his back, and he would not let go of it.

Zhou Ruan shivered: "Qin Sanshao, can you let go?"

He wanted to growl, you are a wounded person, is it appropriate for you to do something frankly?If I could beat you, and beat you, I would have knocked you out long ago.

Let you flirt here casually.

Zhou Ruan gritted his teeth secretly.

Qin Yan turned his head, his breath was heavy in the darkness, and he smiled lowly in Zhou Ruan's ear: "Well, let go."

Zhou Ruan heard his heart beating like a drum, and the palm he was holding was burning like fire. Zhou Ruan swallowed, moved his head quietly in the dark, and said with difficulty: "Qin Yan, you Don't move, can you talk properly?...!!!"

Zhou Ruan rounded his eyes.

you!Dry!up!What? ! ! !

The palm of his hand was stuck to the source of the hot wind, Zhou Ruan was stunned.

Qin Yan held his hand and was in a good mood: "Look, it is greeting you."

Zhou Ruan: "!!!"

The whole person stiffened.

His five fingers retracted, and the rough voice in his ear was loud again, but there was a smile in the voice, Zhou Ruan took a breath, and moved his fingers tremblingly, discussing: "... No, you come by yourself?"

Qin Yan held his hands frequently, very comfortable.

"I like it when you move."

Zhou Ruan sullenly said, "...I told Liu Zizhang that you are shameless, does he believe it?"

Qin Yan casually glanced at the window, let go of his hand under the blanket, and patted the back of Zhou Ruan's hand: "Move yourself."

Zhou Ruan: ...

……

Concerned about Qin Yan's injury, Zhou Ruan endured it.

He helped him very conscientiously with his hands. In the dark, he was embarrassed.

Although he had slept with Qin Yan, both times it happened when he was unconscious. No matter how he messed with him, he could evade that it was not from his original intention, but now, he is in a fully awake state to solve the problem for the man. Physiological needs.

There was only one thought in Zhou Ruan's mind.

return!No!shoot! !

So when Qin Yan was released, Zhou Ruan breathed a long sigh of relief, her palms were sticky, and her nose felt itchy, Zhou Ruan stared at the tissue that floated out.

Qin Yan's voice was hoarse: "Crush."

Zhou Ruan was like a live shrimp thrown in boiling water, his whole body was hot and his face was red. He took the tissue with a blank expression: "Thank you! Thank you!"

Qin Yan reached out and pinched his ear: "Angry?"

Zhou Ruan cleaned up the thing that caused trouble and his own hands, and laughed: "It's not possible."

Qin Yan with a satisfied expression raised his eyebrows: "Uncomfortable?"

His big hand stretched towards Zhou Ruan's legs, and Zhou Ruan quickly grabbed it with his sharp eyes. He smiled awkwardly: "Qin Yan, you should go to bed."

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows: "Don't you need me to help you?"

Zhou Ruan has a toothache: "No need."

Qin Yan asked him to let go.

Zhou Ruan let go of the man's hand, turned around quickly, turned his back to Qin Yan, curled up his legs slightly, and secretly pulled his underwear, trying to cover up the place where there was a reaction.

Qin Yan laughed: "What are you covering?"

Zhou Ruan covered his head with the quilt, and said sullenly, "You can shut up and go to sleep."

Qin Yan really couldn't bear it anymore. If he wanted to heal his injury quickly, the medicine he used contained a lot of sleep-promoting factors. He said softly, "Don't be awkward, I'm also an ordinary person."

People have desires.

And his desire came more than twenty years late, more ferocious, you have to understand.

Having desires for Zhou Ruan makes him happy.

...

The next day, Liu Zizhang was beaten.

He was pressed down on the sofa by Zhou Ruan and beat him severely.

Liu Zizhang screamed, his voice was very shrill, but he had a shameless smile on his face, he said meanly: "Don't slap your face, how can you sleep with a coquettish bastard if you slap your face?"

Zhou Ruan rushed forward to choke his throat: "Liu Zizhang, do you want to die, ahhh, hand over the video..."

Liu Zizhang stuck out his tongue and played dead.

Zhou Ruan shook his head fiercely, with a ferocious expression on his face: "Liu Zizhang, you are so wretched, hiding outside the window at night and secretly recording other people's sex, won't your conscience really hurt?"

Liu Zizhang stopped pretending to be dead, and easily broke away the hand that was holding his neck, with evil spirits in his excitement: "Fuck, little Ruanzi, I'm so angry, why do you turn off the lights when you do it at night? Huh? Black?" Is it interesting?" Damn it, he squatted outside the door in the middle of the night, and the recorded video was so dark that he could only hear a few words.

In vain he worked all night.

Liu Zizhang looked at Zhou Ruan with a knife in his small eyes.

Zhou Ruan laughed angrily: "Are you blushing?"

Liu Zizhang threw himself on him, staring at his buttocks with narrow eyes: "I heard San'er said that he would help you, Ma Dan, my family's San'er is so well-raised, after little Ruanzi I will follow you You messed up, I was beaten, you have to cover me."

As soon as he finished shouting, he was screwed up.

The expression on Bai Mu's rough face was foul: "What's the fuss?"

Liu Zizhang turned over and threw himself on him, wrapped his arms around his neck, and whispered into his ear.

Bai Mu's face turned completely dark.

He dragged Liu Zizhang out and threw him into the car.

Before getting into the car, he casually glanced at Zhou Ruan: "Before the injury heals, watch someone and don't be a monster."

Zhou Ruan: ...

...

Mr. Qin was discharged from the hospital, and he yelled at Qin Zhentian angrily at home: "I gave birth to you to anger me? You go out, I can't see you, get out."

Qin Zhentian's head hurts, and he persuasively said: "Dad, can you stop messing around? Doctor Liu said that you won't let you drink. If you have to drink, then we will go back to the hospital."

Want to drink, no discussion.

Mr. Qin stomped on his crutches: "Old Wu, throw him out."

The old housekeeper said helplessly: "Master, Imperial Physician Liu said that it is not taboo, but this wine is really undrinkable. Don't you still want to spend more time with that child Xiao Ruan? You have to strengthen your body."

Old Master Qin's expression froze. He looked at Butler Wu, and after hesitating, he looked very dissatisfied, and exhaled from his nostrils: "The child's wings are hard now. San'er abducted him and won't come back. He advised me to make egg noodles. Three eggs."

Qin Zhentian: ...

This is his father, dear.

Mr. Qin turned his head to scold him: "What are you still doing? Wait until I kick you out? Get out."

Qin Zhentian: ...

After he left, Mr. Qin said angrily: "I gave birth to such a thing, a bastard, who can do nothing but anger me."

The old housekeeper: "Young master is quite difficult."

Mr. Qin glared at him: "I gave birth to him for three days and three nights, shouldn't he let me yell twice?"

The old butler suppressed a smile: "Yes!"

Mr. Qin snorted.

The old butler put the blanket on his lap: "Master doesn't like seeing the young master recently?" He yelled at people if there was something wrong.

Mr. Qin gave him the crutches: "I gave birth to a thing, you still protect it after a few curses?"

The old housekeeper smiled wryly: "If a person who pays attention to this, he must remember it. Don't talk about life and death."

Old Master Qin's lips froze, and he glared at him angrily, but his expression became sluggish, melancholy: "I'm such an old bone, what are you afraid of?"

The old butler: "What old bones, people in their fifties are still young."

Mr. Qin was annoyed: "I blush."

The old butler laughed.

"Tell me, did something happen to San'er? I'm always not at ease in my heart."

"The third young master is the most measured. He won't let you know if something goes wrong. You don't have to worry about it."

"I'm worried."

Just as the old butler was about to speak, his servants came in and said that Mr. Zhou was here.

Old Master Qin opened his eyes: "It's sure that nothing good will happen if this old guy comes to the door."

The old butler laughed: "The Zhou family, I want to see you after all."

Mr. Qin pouted.

Zhou Wu came to the door to inquire about the crime.

Old man Qin was about to be laughed at by him. For many years, no one dared to come to him to inquire about his crimes. This feeling made old man Qin feel fresh.

He sat up from the sofa and said with interest, "Old Zhou, I don't understand what you said. Your little grandson was chopped off, so he wants to marry into my Qin family?"

Mr. Qin experienced killing battlefields in his early years, and after he retired, he immersed himself in shopping malls. The way he looks at people, anyone with a bit of courage will be terrified.

Zhou Wu described himself as a character, he was not afraid of someone surnamed Qin, and when he looked at him, his heart beat for a moment, but for his little grandson, his face turned cold.

"My little grandson's hand was chopped off by Qin Yan. If you don't marry him, who else do you want my little grandson to marry?"

Mr. Qin was surprised: "Didn't my eldest grandson kill it? San'er?"

San'er was taught by him personally, and his temper and temperament are the most like him. He naturally filters out such bloody things as killing people.

The grandson who is cold all day is more suitable for this kind of thing.

Mr. Qin: "Old Zhou, don't be so nonchalant, go back and ask if Qin Zheng cut your little grandson's hand? Don't rely on my third son just because you want to enter my Qin family."

When Mr. Qin said this, his eyes were cold.

Zhou Wu narrowed his eyes: "Here is what I said. Your Qin family has a good family style, and my Zhou family has no rebellious son who messed with men. Qin Yan cut off my grandson's hand. He is not responsible for raising it. Qin Yan's hand Don't even think about it."

"You want San'er's hand."

Qin Zheng came in from the outside with a chill in his body. He took off his coat, threw it to the servants at home, glanced at Zhou Wu, and called out to Mr. Qin, "Grandpa."

Mr. Qin nodded, but the murderous look in his eyes hadn't disappeared: "I'm back, treat Mr. Zhou well."

The old butler stepped forward and handed over the crutches.

Mr. Qin helped him get up by the hand, and walked upstairs slowly.