Blackened Old Gong's soft and cute sweet bun

Bo Zong pointed out that the belly demon rubbed the young man's crimson lips, and his dark eyes seemed to be beating with flames, full of desire and paranoia.

His voice was deep and hoarse with a touch of sexiness, which stirred up the ambiguity in the room and caused ripples.

"Ok?"

The end sound rose, with a hint of a smile, and he looked intently at the boy who fell into his arms, with a half-smile and a playful expression.

The boy who had no future was directly lifted by him to soften most of his body, lying in his arms, with his faint scent of hyacinth in his nostrils, feeling his scorching body temperature.

Why do you have to ask him about strawberries, and they don't know how to grow them?

Rong Xi raised his head and asked sincerely, "Why do we plant strawberries? Can't we buy them?"

Bo Zong rubbed the young man's waist with his fingertips, and he raised a good-looking eyebrow, "I can't buy the strawberries I want."

Only teenagers can give it to him.

Rong Xi raised his head and looked at him blankly, then pointed at the strawberries on the table, and said sweetly, "I've already bought them! If Mr. Bo wants to eat, I'll wash it for you?"

As he spoke, the boy stood up, intending to wash the strawberries on the table for Bo Zong.

Bo Zong just raised his eyebrows, let go of the hand that restrained the boy's waist, and let him take the strawberries on the table and walk to the kitchen.

Because of the reason that he fell on him just now, the boy's originally neat clothes were a little wrinkled, and the shirt that was bundled in his trousers was also exposed, because the slender and wide shirt was tilted to the left, revealing a small section of skin.

The legs wrapped in black suit pants are straight, and the waist is slender.

Gee.

really fine.

After a while, the boy brought a small washbasin with cold water drops on his fingers and brought over the carefully washed strawberries.

The young man smiled sweetly, and picked up a strawberry from the basin with his fingertips and handed it into his mouth. The white fingertips and the red strawberry set off each other, making him look even fairer.

"Hmm! So sweet!"

The strawberries in Xu Shi's mouth were delicious, Rong Xi's round eyes were bent, his cheeks were flushed, and he looked very happy.

Bo Zong gave a low laugh, as expected, he was still very satisfied.

Such a young man is easy to deceive.

Rong Xi leaned over, sat down beside Bo Zong, took a strawberry and handed it to Bo Zong's mouth, looked at him with wet eyes, like offering a treasure.

Bo Zong looked at him and ate the strawberry that the boy handed him.

It was really sweet, sweet to his heart.

He intentionally touched the boy's cool fingertips with his lips, rolled his tongue lightly, and licked his water drops.

Rong Ling's fingertips trembled, and he quickly withdrew his hand. His hand was held behind him, and he couldn't help curling up and clenching it tightly. His fingers, which he thought were cold after washing the strawberries, instantly became hot because of Bo Zong's actions.

It was as if the heat had been connected to his heart from his fingers.

Ten fingers to heart is indeed the case.

He lowered his head to hide the panic in his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fingers curled behind his back.

Bo Zong watched the boy's actions with satisfaction, and said deliberately, "Sweet."

Rong Xi nodded, "Yeah! I eat sweets too, so I can buy them next time."

Bo Zong, "The sweetness I'm talking about is not this sweetness, but..." He didn't finish his sentence, but his eyes turned around him and looked behind him, and then he laughed softly, and the deep laughter fainted in the empty living room In, threaded into his ears.

It made his cheeks redder, compared with the strawberries he was holding.

What a badass.

Know to bully him every day.

But the weather seemed a little hot, which made him a little irritable.

Bo Zong put his arms around the young man's waist, let him lie on his upper body, and pressed his voice close to his ear, "Little friend, you are more stingy than a strawberry. You ran upstairs in panic, your heart stopped beating wildly. If he didn't come down, he walked back and forth in the room several times anxiously.

The air conditioner was fully turned on, but it couldn't hide the heat in his heart.

He squatted in the mirror young, carefully pulled off his clothes, there was a pink red mark under his collarbone.

Thinking of how the red mark came from, Rong Xi licked his dry lips, and couldn't help pressing.

Master Bo is really good or bad!But he likes it.

Twitching his heartstrings, every time he said that he set fire to his heart, but Mr. Bo didn't know that he could always mess up his heartbeat, and it would not return to normal for a long time afterwards.

Early the next morning, Rong Jing was embarrassed, because he had been thinking about Bo Zong last night, so he was all in his dreams.

Being bullied casually on the sofa, the feeling of fingers stroking his body was so real.

Rong Ling touched his pants with an expression on his face that was about to cry, he touched his fingers tremblingly, as if he was getting an electric shock, he quickly pulled back.This...that's what the legend says. He's never been in this situation before, and it's kind of overwhelming for him.

He squatted on the bed, his facial features were all wrinkled together, looking pitiful, he carefully lifted the quilt to see if it was stuck on the bed, but the bed was still a little wet, and Rong Xi's face was instantly as if struck by thunder. Like split.

It was a bolt from the blue.

How to do this?

If Master Bo found out about this matter, would he think he was neurotic?

He didn't dare to think that when Master Bo looked at him with disappointed eyes, his heart began to ache involuntarily. He pressed hard, wiped the reddish eye corners, and hurriedly began to change clothes.

He had to destroy these things quickly, before Mr. Bo could see them.

Rong Ling got dressed as quickly as he could, and then hurriedly lifted the sheet, he rolled it up clumsily, opened the door and looked carefully.

perfect!

No one was there.

Ming Mingming is really God bless him.

Rong Yan hugged the quilt with his head poking his head, and closed the door carefully. When he walked past the door of Bo Zong's room, his movements paused, and his voice subconsciously softened.

After successfully going downstairs, Rong Ling had a triumphant smile on his face, and just as he was about to close the doorknob to open the door, a deep voice sounded behind him. "Where are you going?"

With a frightening slap, the quilt in his hand fell to the ground, and his whole body froze there as if he had been immobilized by a hold technique.

At this moment, there is only a series of questions in his mind, it's over!

Bo Zong was wearing pajamas, his hair was a little messy, because he was a little lazy after waking up, he leaned against the wall, and watched the boy's actions in a leisurely manner.

He raised his eyebrows suspiciously, "What are you hiding? Show me."

Rong Xi's face was pale, he quickly picked up the bed sheet that fell on the floor and casually piled it up behind him, turned around and looked at Bo Zong a little timidly.

"No. Nothing."

Because the voice was very low due to a guilty conscience, it became more and more sticky and sweet, entangled together, making Bo Zong's heart flutter.

He narrowed his eyes, "Little friend, is there something you are hiding from me?"

Rong Xi subconsciously hid it on his body, so that Bo Zong would not see it.

The beautiful young man seemed to have put it on in a hurry, his clothes were messy, he seemed to be in a hurry, he didn't even wear shoes, his white feet stepped on the ground, his ankles were slender, and he looked a bit fragile.

Bo Zong's expression was a little bit bad, he walked over to let the boy put on his shoes, but his sudden approach scared Rong Shi.

Master Bo's complexion was not good, probably because he saw that he had lied to him, but he must not let him find out about this matter, otherwise he would definitely think he was a pervert.

Actually dreaming of him at night, and what... When Bo Zong approached, Rong Xi subconsciously clenched the bed sheet and took a few steps back, looking at him warily.

Bo Zong paused for a moment, a dark light flashed in his eyes, he let out an unhappy "tsk", then grabbed the boy's waistband and half-forced him to his side.

It's not that the teenager is struggling, and it's not that it's not struggling.

If he struggles, his pants will be ripped off, and if he doesn't struggle, Master Bo will find the quilt behind him.

Rong Yan's anxious eyes were red.

However, Bo Zong just took off the slippers on his feet, wrapped the boy up and let him put on his slippers.

Under Rong Yan's dazed eyes, Bo Zong raised his eyebrows deliberately fiercely, "You kid doesn't know what to do in such a hurry, you don't even wear shoes, what should you do if you're so cold?"

Rong Xi puffed out his cheeks, "No, it's still summer, and I don't feel cold."

"The air conditioner is on at home, and it's still morning," Rong Xi groaned, and then he looked at Bo Zong's feet, "But Master Bo, you gave me the shoes, so you don't wear them."

Bo Zong narrowed his eyes, "It's okay, but you haven't told me, kid, what are you going to do."

Early in the morning, he was sneaky and didn't know what a person was going to do, and he was evasive and didn't tell him.

There must be something wrong with this kid.

Bo Zong half-closed his eyes and looked at the young man, he saw that he hung his head and faltered, his hands were still behind his back.

The breath around him was icy cold, leaning against the wall slantingly, with a lazy posture and cold eyes.

Rong Ling lowered his head, thinking that a student who made a mistake is being lectured by the dean.

He felt that Master Bo looked at him with a tinge of coldness, his expression was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking, which made his heart feel like falling into an abyss.

Suddenly he panicked.

Rong Ling hastily raised his head and pulled the belt of Bo Zong's pajamas, but he didn't pay much attention and pulled his clothes away.

Because it was pajamas, she opened it with a slight tug, and Rong Ling stared dumbfounded at the torn clothes.

Bo Zong's abdominal muscles were unreservedly exposed, and even black boxer briefs were seen.

Rong sting: "!"

He stared at it for a while without turning his eyes, and then he reacted and quickly turned his head, his fingers were still grabbing his belt, and his delicate and beautiful ears slowly climbed to a blush.

He actually saw Master Bo's naked body!

The abs are so pretty!And it's so big. The author has something to say about Mr. Bo: This kid looks obedient, but he didn't expect to pick up his clothes as soon as he made a move. Tsk, I like it!