My wife is a soft and cute little crying bag

"Okay, okay, pudding stopped crying, and you can't speak, how can daddy know what you want? Understand daddy! Huh?"

Ke Ai hurriedly hugged him into his arms again, Pudding reached out to the little panda doll on the bed, and looked at Ke Ai with snot and tears.

Ke Ai rubbed his forehead, and finally understood what this little ancestor was up to.

"Okay~ Dad will give you the bear doll, stop crying~"

Pudding hugged the little bear he wanted, laughed through his tears, turned around and crawled to the sleeping little Nuomi, and stuffed the doll to Xiao Nuomi.

Subconsciously, Xiao Nuomi felt a fluffy thing pressing on her body, which was very uncomfortable, so she stretched out her hand and punched it away, turned over and continued to sleep.

Pudding: "...Wow woo woo woo—"

"Okay, okay, brother doesn't mean to dislike you, he still has to sleep, can you treat him when he wakes up?"

pudding:"???"

Ke Ai saw Pudding looking at him with his small mouth puckered, and poked his face helplessly, "Don't wake up my brother, otherwise what should I do if my brother is crying too? Do you want to see my brother cry?"

Pudding still stared blankly at Ke Ai, followed by a burst of babbling thoughts.

Ke Ai couldn't understand at all!

After wiping his face with two baby tissues, Pudding pouted his butt and crawled to the empty space to the left of Xiao Nuomi, and began to sleep.

Ke Ai: "..."

one--

Later, Qiao Linzhe came back from the company in a suit.

Ke Ai worriedly asked Qiao Linzhe who was sitting on the sofa, "How are you doing recently?"

Qiao Linzhe reached out and sat Ke Aila on his lap, and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.

"Everything is going well. When my uncle saw me appearing in the company today, his whole face turned dark, and his expression was funny."

Qiao Linzhe casually talked about what happened today.

"The gang of old guys standing on his side are more panicked than him, and they are probably getting together now to take specific measures against me!"

"My brother asked me if there is anyone in your company who needs his help? He will help you if he can help."

Ke Ai put his hands around Qiao Linzhe's neck to prevent himself from falling, and looked at Qiao Linzhe head-on.

"Brother has already called me, but I can do this by myself, and it's not a big trouble."

As Qiao Linzhe spoke, he began to "harass" Ke Ai, reaching into his clothes with his big hands, his bony fingers wandering around his back, occasionally pressing gently.

Seeing Ke Ai's body trembling faintly, he knew that he had touched a sensitive place, and he would linger there.

Such a feeling like a tiny electric current flows from the back to the whole body and the brain, from the afferent nerve to the interneuron, to the efferent nerve, and the input step by step makes Ke Ai's body numb a little bit until he lies limp. In Qiao Linzhe's arms.

"I haven't touched you for more than a month. Are you already this sensitive? Huh?" Qiao Linzhe sniffed at Ke Ai's glands, and the enthusiasm of exhaling breath directly sprayed on Ke Ai's sensitive and fragile glands. .

The blush gradually spread in that place, and it became a delicacy that people couldn't help but taste.

"Brother Lin Zhe ~ talk about business ~"

Ke Ai tried to push Qiao Linzhe away, otherwise this person might start tormenting him again.

"We have to talk about it after dinner, your husband and I are still hungry~ Let's take my baby as an appetizer~"

Qiao Linzhe hugged him even tighter, took off Ke Ai's coat, and began to look for food at his collarbone.

Ke Ai raised his head excitedly, and the fair and supple skin on his neck was immediately exposed to the dim light.

A few falling red plum petals are dotted in the large expanse of snow and white, making this infinite beauty even more dazzling and attractive.

When Qiao Linzhe poked behind Ke Ai, the end of his eyes gleamed, and the hand holding Qiao Linzhe's shoulder trembled faintly, and a few red marks were vividly scratched on his wheat-colored skin.

"Oh~ it hurts~ take it easy~"

Qiao Linzhe slowed down and threw Ke Ai on top of him. Ke Ai let out another groan in pain.

The smell of milk in the living room became more and more intense, and Qiao Linzhe always felt that it was lingering on the tip of his nose and was unwilling to dissipate, teasing his nerves and awakening the sleeping beast in his body.

With a sound of "Boom--", the only rationality left in his mind immediately snapped off, and the only thing left was the most tangible reaction from his body.

Ke Ai was bent on his knees by Qiao Linzhe's sudden force, lying on Qiao Linzhe's body, panting heavily, the short-term lack of oxygen in his brain made him feel almost suffocated.

Suddenly, bursts of tingling pain came from the gland, a large amount of milk-scented pheromone came out, and Qiao Linzhe's sandalwood fragrance poured into Ke Ai's gland one by one.

Ke Ai raised his head in pain and bit Qiao Linzhe's shoulder, his teeth pierced the skin, and a little bit of blood leaked out. Qiao Linzhe didn't seem to feel the pain, and didn't care at all.

With tears in his eyes, Ke Ai stared blankly at Qiao Linzhe, but couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only see the outline of his facial features, which made him a little uneasy and anxious for no reason.

Just when Qiao Linzhe set out again, Xiao Nuomi's cry came from upstairs, which brought Ke Ai back from his thoughts.

"Husband ~ no more ~ ​​the baby is crying—"

With a crying voice, Ke Ai pushed Qiao Linzhe away, grabbed the shirt that fell on the ground and put it on indiscriminately, and was about to go upstairs with bare feet.

Qiao Linzhe lowered his eyes, hiding the madness and desire in his eyes, and tried his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Seeing Ke Ai, whose legs were trembling and unable to stand still, tried to take a step, he cursed inwardly, got up and picked him up.

"You can't even stand still, and you still want to go up the stairs?"

"Husband, isn't he coming to hug me?" Ke Ai pinched Qiao Linzhe's face playfully, because he had cried just now, and his tone of voice was always a bit coquettish.