Blackened Old Gong's soft and cute sweet bun

Bo Zong frowned, his face was icy cold, then he bent slightly and hugged Rong Xiheng directly.

You are soft and obedient, hugging his baby.

Rong stingy exclaimed, subconsciously wrapped his arms around Bo Zong's neck, and leaned tightly against his body.

He buried his head in his arms, closed his eyes tightly, until a low laughter came from beside his ears, Rong Sing raised his head belatedly.

Bo Zong gently pinched the boy's butt, it was soft and easy to pinch.

He looked at Rong Xi with playful lowered eyes, and said with a smile in his tone, "Is that why you don't trust me?"

Rong Yan blinked, a little shy, his eyes were foggy, his black eyes were wet, his eyelashes were long and curled up, casting a shadow.

The delicate and flawless face was flushed, shy and timid, "No...no."

Bo Zong hugged him and walked towards the bed, then sat down with his arms around him, hooked the tip of his nose, "little liar."

Rong Xi couldn't help but snorted a few times, he was not a liar, besides he wasn't really afraid, it was just a subconscious conditioned reflex.

With Bo Zong by his side, he is actually not afraid of anything.

"Take off your clothes."

"Ah?" Rong Xi looked up in shock, his fair cheeks were twisted together, "Take off... undress? This doesn't seem so good..."

Bo Zong lightly flicked the young man's forehead angrily and amusedly, and said in a helpless tone, "What are you thinking about with your little head? I'm asking you to take off your clothes so I can see if the injury is serious."

Rong Yan stared blankly, his cheeks flushed instantly, and hurriedly buried his head in Bo Zong's arms, still moaning.

Soft, glutinous and sweet, like a little milk cat, nestling in her arms, revealing the softest belly.

Woooooo~ What a shame!

Why did you think so wrongly!

Bo Zong was in a great mood, "Alright, little idiot, quickly take off your clothes."

Rong Ling raised his head hesitantly, because there was a bunch of dull hair on the top of his head just now, and the tips of his ears were red. He clasped his hands nervously, and then slowly pulled down his clothes a little bit.

"Well...Master Bo, why don't I do it myself."

Bo Zong strongly refused, "No, you can't see it yourself, so I have to come."

Rong Xi's shy body was pink and tender, and he became more and more shy when he pulled down, his skin was as thick as snow, like creamy fat, and his clothes were half-dragged, revealing his thin shoulders and obviously beautiful collarbone.

The young man's eyes were half-drowned, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly spreading its wings to fly. There was water in his eyes, shy and timid, seemingly innocent or eager.

Looking at the young man's white and tender skin, Bo Zong's eyes instantly darkened, with lust rolling in his eyes.

I really want to make him cry and let his fair skin leave his own marks.

His glances and smiles are all his own.

But he couldn't do it, it would scare the child, he closed his eyes and suppressed the dark thoughts in his heart.

Bo Zong took out the medicine box and gently wiped the young man. There was no major problem, but he used too much force.

His voice was hoarse, "Sorry, I won't do it next time."

Rong Xi's little head shook like a rattle, and his voice was soft and waxy, "It's okay, actually I don't hurt at all, really."

The boy raised his cheeks, as if there were stars in his eyes.

Bo Zong stretched out his hand to stroke his short short hair, rubbed his delicate cheeks, then moved to the young man's red lips, and stopped.

It feels warm and soft to the touch, making people want to go crazy.