Blackened Old Gong's soft and cute sweet bun

"Okay, kids, hurry up and take a shower, the clothes will be in your closet."

After Bo Zong let go, he took a deep breath. If he didn't stop, he wouldn't be able to stop.

He really wanted to put his arms around the boy and do it here.

But don't be too anxious now, you still have to take your time.

He fixed the crooked collar of the young man, and covered his leaking skin tightly, otherwise it would make his mouth dry and wolfish.

Rong Yan groaned, he hugged Bo Zong's waist vigorously, then stood up, his slender straight legs dazzled his eyes.

This is simply a goblin, who came here to seduce him and make him crumble.

Bo Zong couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows, this young man didn't have any self-knowledge, and always teased his heart like this.

Rong Yan slowly got off Bo Zong's legs, groaning, turning his head three times at a step, his round eyes were wet with reluctance.It's like being abused and forcing him to do something.

The big devil, Bo Zong, was still lazily sitting on the stool, looking at the young man leisurely. He moved a few meters away when he saw him. After turning his head n times, he raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing, kid?" What? Is there something wrong? Or, do you want me to help you take a bath and change your clothes? "

Rong Xi pursed his lips, shuddered on the spot, and left in a hurry.

If he didn't leave again, he was afraid that Master Bo would really come to help him take a bath, that would be so embarrassing.

Thinking about it, Rong Yan's cheeks flushed.

After going upstairs, Rong Yan obediently took a look, and sure enough, there was a set of skirts neatly placed inside, and even a pair of small high-heeled shoes were thoughtfully matched.

Rong Ling resisted his embarrassment and picked up the neatly stacked skirt. It was a flowing pure black lace skirt, layered and layered with exquisite workmanship. Sparkling gold flakes.

This is undoubtedly a delicate and expensive skirt.

Rong Xi took it to the mirror and made gestures. The skirt matched his figure very well, and it was tailor-made for him at first glance.

But after all, she had already agreed, Rong Xi pursed her lips, put down her skirt and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Since Mr. Bo likes to look at it, he will wear it himself.

Bo Zong supported his head and closed his eyes lightly to rest his mind. In this quiet and empty villa, there was a sudden sound of soft footsteps from the stairs.

It was high-heeled shoes that came down the stairs. The people who wore them seemed not used to them. They stopped for a while after walking a few steps, but then continued walking.

His hand hanging beside his trousers slightly bent, tapped very rhythmically, and then slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

The boy stopped not far away, as if hesitating whether to get down or not.

Bo Zong opened his eyes, adjusted his sitting posture, and waited for his little friend to come out.

Rong Xi struggled for a while, and finally came down cautiously holding his skirt.

The young man looks very good-looking, white and delicate, and wearing this skirt looks like a noble lady, elegant and noble.

The one-shoulder design allows the young man to reveal his fragile and beautiful collarbone, with a small silver clavicle chain hanging on it, and the waist design of the skirt outlines his slender waist perfectly and beautifully.

The hem is designed with drops of water, and there will be a jingling sound as the boy walks. The high heels of the same color make a crisp sound as the boy walks.

There are also some shining gold fragments on the black skirt, which are extremely eye-catching under the illumination of the overhead lights.

Rong Ling was a little shy, his fair and tender cheeks were pink, his soft hair was attached to his face, his eyes were wet, and he looked very good-looking.

Bo Zong's eyes dimmed, he stood up and walked slowly in front of the young man, his tall figure blocked all the lights, as if he was holding the young man in his arms.

The boy's slender waist fell into his arms, with a hint of his unique milky fragrance, which made people unable to help but be fascinated.

Rong Ling pulled his clothes uncomfortably. This kind of clothes that exposed his shoulders always felt like they were about to fall off, which made him always want to pull the clothes.

His eyelashes trembled, his white lace fingers gently grabbed his clothes, and his voice was soft and sticky, "Does it look good?"

"very nice."

Bo Zong's voice was low, and he reached out his hand to wipe the reddened eye corners of the young man, where it was as red as a rose.

Rong Ling was a little uneasy, "But I always feel that the clothes I wear are a bit strange, do they really look good?"

He was in a hurry when he put on his clothes, and he didn't look in front of the mirror after putting them on, and he didn't know how the effect would be.

If I knew it earlier, I should have taken a look in front of the mirror to see if I was wearing the wrong clothes.

Bo Zong looked at his little friend intently, and moved his fingertips along his delicate collarbone. The slow movements made Rong Ling's body tremble slightly.

His tone was low and hoarse, "My little friend looks good in anything, and this suit really suits you."

Rong Xi seemed to be hesitating a bit, he frowned slightly, soft and cute and tempting to commit crimes.

Cool and beautiful.

He was completely different from the usual one, the boy in the skirt made people unable to move their eyes away.

The boy's growth is really in his heart.

Rong Ling was a little uncomfortable because of his clothes and because Bo Zong was looking at him too hotly, so he didn't know where to put his hands.Bo Zong looked at the boy amusedly, seeing his nervousness in his eyes, he took the boy's hand that was hanging beside him and pulled him out.

"Go, go out with me."

Rong Xi looked up blankly, a little puzzled, "What are you going to do?"

Bo Zong tightened his hand, "Just go out with me and you'll know."

Rongsing picked up his skirt, he had never worn high heels, which made him walk very slowly, Bo Zong kindly led him to walk slowly.

It was really uncomfortable to walk, Rong Jing wanted to shake off the shoes on his feet, but was stopped by Bo Zong.

"Kids, don't take it off."

Rong Xi flattened her lips, with a hint of coquettish tone, "But it's uncomfortable to wear, and you walk slowly."

Bo Zong gave a "hmm" sound, his black eyes were deep, he hugged the young man firmly into his arms like a princess.

"Since my little friend walks slowly, I will reluctantly carry you away."

Although what he said in his mouth was reluctance, but he happily raised his lips and never pressed down.

Rong Jing also nestled obediently in his arms, and was carried by him as he walked through a long street. After opening the door, there was actually a small flower garden inside.A beautiful white swing was also made beside it, with some vines wrapped around it.

Bo Zong put Rongsing down, and straightened his skirt thoughtfully. The long skirt was dragged on the ground casually, and under the moonlight, the sequins on the skirt radiated tiny rays of light.

Rong Ling stared at the swing in a daze. The scene seemed familiar, and there was even a little smell of hyacinth in the air, which belonged to Mr. Bo.

I like it so much, this place makes his heart beat.

With crooked eyebrows and eyes, Rong Yan turned his head to look at Bo Zong, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, "Do you like it?"

Rong Xi nodded vigorously, "Yes, I really like it."

While talking, he secretly smiled, as if hugging his favorite honey pot when he was a child, it was so sweet to his heart.

Why is Master Bo so good!

He tilted his head slightly to look at him, the round and beautiful eyes were full of stars, delicate like a little angel, the arsonist at the tip of his heart.

Bo Zong held his clothes and walked to the swing, holding his hand, "Do you want to sit on it and play?"

Rong Ling's beautiful eyes lit up, and he asked enthusiastically, "Can I?"

Bo Zong scratched the tip of his nose amusedly, "Of course, this swing is made for you."

He froze, blinked his eyes, and asked, "Did you make it for me?"

Bo Zong nodded, "Of course."

Rong Yan stared at him blankly, and slowly a trace of tears welled up in his eyes, his eyes were wet, then he turned his head away from looking at Master Bo, wiped his eyes secretly, and said in a sticky voice, "Thank you, Master Bo , I am very happy."

Bo Zong sighed, hugged the moved little boy whose eyes were red, and kissed his forehead affectionately.

Originally, Rong Yan was so touched that he didn't want to, but he stopped instantly when he was touched by the other party, and then his ear tips quickly turned red, his curled eyelashes were stained with tears, and his black eyes were dotted with stars, as if flowing with the Milky Way.

Bo Zong flicked Rong Xi's forehead, it was very light, and he was reluctant to play it very hard. He lowered his voice, "Is this moved, kid?"

Rong Xi blinked his eyes, nodded heavily, "Yes."

"Don't be moved, kids, sit on it, I'll push you."

The man's big hands encircled the boy, pushed him on the swing, and let him catch him, then walked around behind him, leaned over slightly and raised the corners of his mouth, his tone was low and sweet.

"Kid, Master Bo gave you a gentle push today, grab it."

There was a smile in Bo Zong's voice, which made Rong Ling blush and heartbeat.

He firmly grasped the lanyard next to him, sitting on it, Bo Zong gently pushed it, and the over-long skirt fell down and swayed with the swing.

The evening wind blew gently, and his soft hair was blown up by the wind, and he half-closed his eyes comfortably.

Bo Zong suddenly made a sound behind him, and he asked indifferently, "Do you have any impression of this scene?"

Rong Xi suddenly stopped, he opened his eyes and thought for a while, finally shook his head, "No."

It was as if a flash of lightning and thunder flashed in his mind, but it disappeared too quickly before he could catch it.

Bo Zong stopped the hand pushing the young man's swing, he paused and asked again, "Is it true that you can't remember at all?"

Rong Yan turned his head in doubt, "That's right, no one has ever told me about this."

He really couldn't remember it, but he always felt a little familiar.

But he was in a daze and couldn't tell Mr. Bo, otherwise what if it was just a dream.

However, Bo Zong's fingertips trembled slightly at a place that Rong Ling didn't see.

The author has something to say about wearing a skirt!I love women's clothing!Qianqian's slender waist so much wanted to throw him down!

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