Blackened Old Gong's soft and cute sweet bun

I am indeed a sick person.

Whenever something happened to Rongsing, he couldn't control his temper, which probably scared the child again.

Back in the room, Rongsing squatted on the ground, he lowered his head in aggrieved manner, the pain in his shoulder reminded that Bo Zong had bullied him just now.

But the look in Master Bo's eyes just now was really terrifying, which made him a little scared.

Standing in front of the mirror, Rong Xi slowly took off half of her clothes, revealing her fair and slender shoulders with a slight bruise on her shoulders.

He reached out to touch it, and the pain made him tremble all over.

At this moment, the door opened from the outside, and Bo Zong saw a slender and beautiful young man standing in front of the mirror with half of his clothes off, revealing half of his body.

The cheeks are slightly sideways, the bridge of the nose is straight, the skin is as smooth as snow, and the cheeks are as delicate as a finely carved jade bracelet. The eyelashes are long and trembling slightly, like a butterfly spreading its wings.

He closed the door, then leaned against the door, staring at this side like a wolf, with a strong possessive desire in his eyes.

No matter what the young man did, he could tug at his heartstrings, making him seem like a different person, causing his proud self-control to collapse completely, leaving only unstoppable desire.

Rong Ling tilted his head, only felt that something was staring at him, then he slightly raised his head to look over, and hurriedly lifted up his clothes in fright.

The young man was in a panic, his cat-like eyes were full of tension, "Master Bo, why are you here?"

Bo Zong came over with one hand in his trouser pocket, stretched out his hand to hold the boy's cheek, and then rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, repeatedly, "Who was the person who called you just now?"

Rong Yan blinked, and replied obediently, "It's a friend of mine, he's coming back so he invited me to dinner."

Bo Zong lifted his chin, lowered his eyes, and looked from his eyebrows, eyelashes, and mouth, with flames dancing in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Little idiot, don't be so close to others in front of me next time, or I will Will be jealous."

Rong Xi opened his mouth wide open, then quickly buried his head, and nodded slowly after a long silence.

Bo Zong couldn't help wanting to laugh, he rubbed the boy's soft hair, and jokingly said, "Why do you blush so easily, kid?"

Rong Yan hesitated, his cheeks turned even redder.

He didn't expect Bo Zong to say that, his heart was beating wildly, and his fingers were sweating from nervousness.

This feeling is very strange, never felt before.

The young man was as shy as a little white rabbit, standing beside him obediently and docilely, revealing his fragile nape, and his fair skin even revealed a touch of tenderness.

How could Bo Zong resist such a temptation, the young man in front of him was someone he had been thinking about for ten years.

He pulled the boy into his arms, his nostrils were filled with the smell of milk, faintly making people want to do evil.

Rong Ling was a little panicked, he struggled subconsciously, but was hugged even tighter, as if the other party wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood.

He frowned for a moment, and the round cat's eyes flashed with light, the tails of the eyes were red, and his voice was sticky, "It hurts~" Bo Zong looked down at him, "Where does it hurt?"

"Shoulder, it hurts just now."

Rong Ling raised his head slightly, his delicate facial features showed forbearance, like a fragile glass, pure and lustful, seductive.

The voice was weak and timid, and the slender eyelashes trembled, pitifully, like a frightened little white rabbit.