Blackened Old Gong's soft and cute sweet bun

The originally fitting clothes fell apart in an instant, and Rong Yan hurriedly covered them in panic, but it was of no avail.

The one-shoulder clothes slipped off smoothly, exposing the fair skin of the young man.

Bo Zong's eyes darkened in an instant, and his black eyes surged, rolling with the most secret thoughts in his heart, mixed with his tenderness.

Then he stretched out his hand to fiddle with Rongsing's shoulder, and lightly nodded, as if he was playing a beautiful piano, his fingertips were slender and white, extremely beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Rong Ling was confused by his actions, stared blankly with wide-eyed eyes, and he didn't come back to his senses until he felt a delicate touch on the skin.

His cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, he pulled up the clothes that Bo Zong had easily torn off, and gave Bo Zong an affectionate look with his eyes, and his voice was soft and angry, "Master Bo, you are a rascal."

Bo Zong was only joking with the young man, seeing how cute his reaction was, he couldn't help but smile, "Well, I'm a hooligan, don't you already know?"

As she spoke, she glanced at him suggestively, and then curled her lips, full of anger.

Rong Xi opened his mouth, and finally gave in to Bo Zong. He moaned, pulled the quilt and rolled himself up, making a lump.

Bo Zong looked at the unknown object in front of him with a funny face, he stretched out his hand to poke it, but he didn't know where it hit the young man, it made him move, it was really no different from a silkworm chrysalis.

He paused, patted the quilt that the young man was wrapped in, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore, go to bed early, I'll go out first."

Rong Xi paused for a moment, and finally pulled back the quilt that was wrapped around him with great effort, stretched out a white lotus-like arm, finally poked his head out, and asked hesitantly, "Aren't you going to sleep with me?"

Bo Zong raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you say that I'm a hooligan? If that's the case, I have to cleanse myself, but I can't make you really think so."

Rong Xi puffed up his cheeks, pursed his lips, "I'm just joking." Bo Zong rubbed the boy's hair, "I know, you should rest early today, and I'll be with you tomorrow."

Fine.

Rong Xi pouted his lips, like a child who couldn't get candy, and his voice was aggrieved and sweet, "Okay."

Bo Zong smiled, shaved the boy's lips where he could hang a lantern, and straightened his clothes again, "Okay, change your clothes and go to bed."

Rong Xi nodded obediently, and smiled on her delicate cheeks, very well-behaved.

After Bo Zong left, Rong Yan couldn't help rolling over again, and then he remembered something before reacting.

Wouldn't the clothes on his body wrinkle when he rolled like this?

A gleam of distress flashed in Rongsing Yuanyuan's eyes, and he hurriedly stood up and walked to the mirror to have a look.

Fortunately, the clothes are of good quality, with only a slight wrinkle, and the aunts will fix them later.

Rong Xi grabbed the hem of his skirt, although he was very shy wearing this dress, but it was given to him by Master Bo and Master Bo seemed to like him wearing this dress very much.

Therefore, this dress is priceless in his heart.

After taking off the skirt and putting it aside neatly, he took out the shirt he got from Bo Zong, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, it was the faint scent of hyacinth on his body.

Even if Mr. Bo is not by his side, he still feels very safe with his clothes to sleep with him.

After turning off the lights, Rong Xi curled up into a ball, clutching Bo Zong's shirt but didn't know what was going on, the more he slept, the more awake he became, and the smell of hyacinth in his nose made him more and more energetic.

Rong Ling struggled for a while, and finally gave up. He sat up and scratched his hair resignedly, then got off the bed and carefully opened the door.

It was already dark outside, only the orange night lights were left, the whole room was extremely quiet, and no one was there.

As expected, he still had to be beside Bo Zong and feel his warm and secure embrace before he could fall asleep.

This habit was really formed here, before a person could sleep in seconds.

Rong Ling walked to the door of Bo Zong's room quietly with his bare feet, and listened quietly to the movement in the room with his ears sideways, but he couldn't hear clearly at all. He was taken aback for a moment before realizing that the room was soundproof.

He patted his forehead, then unscrewed the door and walked in.

The light was still on inside, so he shrank timidly by the door and poked his head out to look inside. Bo Zong was still sitting on the table and looking at the computer seriously with a pair of glasses.

Hearing the sound, he looked sideways, raised his hand and casually pushed the frame of the glasses, he looked very refined and scum.

Probably because he just took a shower, he was wearing a loose nightgown, his hair was still a little wet, and he was very lazy, much different from his usual indifferent expression.

Rong Yan couldn't help but stare blankly at this, and looked at this side in a daze, without blinking his round eyes.

Bo Zong couldn't help raising his eyebrows, he didn't know why Rong Yan came, he raised his hand and waved, as if he was waving his obedient little milk cat.

"come over."

Rong Yan obediently moved over, blinking his curly eyelashes, "Why are you still up so late?"

Bo Zong took off the glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, grabbed the boy's hand and pulled him onto his lap, "Why are you here now?"

He turned his wrist to check the time, it was already early morning.

Rong Xi buried her head in his arms, gently sniffing his scent, "I can't sleep."

The boy was wearing his white shirt and no pants underneath. He was playing with his shirt and missing it. His straight legs were white and reflective, revealing a seductive smell everywhere.

Bo Zong raised his chin, "Can't sleep? But... why are you wearing my shirt? When did you take it away?"

He had never paid attention to the clothes in his seat before, and he had no idea that the young man in front of him actually sneaked away the clothes in his closet.

Rong Xi froze, trying to cover his face with his hands, he didn't expect that he was still wearing the stolen clothes when he came over, and now he came over carelessly like this and was caught on the spot.

awkward!

Ming Ming Ming? Would Mr. Bo regard him as a pervert, or the kind of pervert who picks on other people's clothes?

He was so anxious that he raised his head and looked at him eagerly, "I can explain." Bo Zong leaned back, his eyes were indifferent, "Well, tell me."

say. say what?

Do you still have to tell him that I can't sleep at night, and I have to wear his clothes to find a sense of security, and smell the faint scent of hyacinth on the clothes to stabilize my heart.

This would definitely be considered perverted.

Hello, someone please strangle him with this shirt he's wearing.

He doesn't want to live anymore.

Rong Yan swallowed nervously, it was very clear in the quiet room, and Bo Zong who was very close to him heard it clearly.He couldn't help laughing lowly, why is the boy in his arms so cute?It's just unbearable to bully.

Obediently soft and pure, like a small glutinous rice dumpling that can be kneaded at will.

Bo Zong hooked his lips, and he raised his lips, full of wickedness, "Speak, I will listen to your explanation seriously."

Rong Xi blinked his eyes, and turned his head quickly, "Well. That's it. I forgot to change it last time."

Bo Zong raised his eyebrows, "When did the kid forget to change?"

Rong Xi blushed and said nonsense, "It was last time, I forgot the clothes, so I just took one casually."

Bo Zong raised his chin and hooked his lips, "Well, I see, do you like it?"

He knew that the kid was talking nonsense, but if he broke it, he would get another one later.Cheeks like boiled cunts, if you like it, let the children wear it.

"If you like it, I still have it in my closet, just pick whatever you want."

Rong Xi blinked his eyes, really thinking about this matter seriously.

Master Bo's clothes were already wrinkled by him. At first he tried to sneak in to get another one, but he gave up because he was afraid that Master Bo would find out.

Rong Xi scratched his fingers, "Then I will wear many, many, many pieces, and I like to wear your clothes when I sleep."

The young man's appearance is really too cute, his skin is delicate and fair, and now he looks even more fair and tender. He is wearing a shirt that is very large for him, and the collar is slightly crooked, revealing his collarbone.

Bo Zong's eyes were dark, and he pointed to the boy's forehead, "Why do you like to wear my clothes?"

Rong Xi puffed up his cheeks, "I just like to wear them, hum!"

"Okay, since my little friend likes it so much, then I will follow you."

Rong Ling stared at him with his round eyes, then blinked slowly, "Master Bo, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Bo Zong rubbed his temples wearily, "I'm looking at the contract."

Rong Xi raised his head and his eyes glowed, "You have to go to bed early and get up early to be in good health, go to sleep!"

Bo Zong rubbed his forehead with a gentle tone, "All right, let's sleep with our little cutie."

He slowly covered the computer on the seat, then picked up Rongsing and put him on the bed.

Rong Xi was slumped on the soft bed, her slender and straight legs had nowhere to rest, and her slender, white legs were barely covered by the overly long shirt.

Bo Zong's veins were throbbing, he pulled the quilt to cover his legs, "Put on pants next time."

Rong Xi raised his head, "Huh?"

"Bai dazzled his eyes."

Rong Xi, "?"

He was really confused, and he didn't understand what Master Bo was going to say.

Then he followed Bo Zong's line of sight, and finally thought of Master Bo's last move, and his cheeks blushed instantly.

Did his leg leak out just now?Seems like it?He also showed his white underpants.

Since being with Master Bo, he has blushed too many times, and his underwear can leak out every time.

Then he raised his eyes, hooked the young man's chin ambiguously, his eyes swept across his flushed cheeks, and his lips curled up, "Or, did you deliberately come to my room with bare feet without pants on?" Wandering around? Tsk, I didn't expect the kid to be such a thoughtful person."

The author has something to say!Ah Zhu is about to cry sweetly!

I can't stop writing emotional scenes. In the next chapter, I must write the story of the woman who took the picture of the cute boy!

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