Sick big boss's palm is petted and milky

The thumb wrapped around the warm and moist feeling in the boy's mouth, and after a while, there was a slight pain from being bitten by the tooth shell.

A faint fishy sweetness gradually spread in the mouth, Su Yan trembled with white teeth, and subconsciously let go of the pressure.

It seems that he bit something that shouldn't be bitten.

"Hush, shush..." Huang Jinye comforted in a low voice, as if he was hugging his most precious pet.

"Little rabbit, be good, Painful Feifei—"

Ku Gai, who was concentrating on driving, listened to this casually sung song, widened his eyes, and looked at Huang Jinye in the rearview mirror in disbelief.

The lyrics were obviously made up on the spur of the moment, even without any accompaniment speakers around, the man's deep and deep voice came out, full of pampering and sweetness.

Peace of mind, sweetness, mixed together, so that people can directly fall into the throat of this song even if they are blindfolded.

Who is this man?

It looks like a president, why does singing sound so good?

As soon as this question came to mind, Kugai suddenly had an answer in his mind.

Could it be that the musical genius who was known as the light of Huaguo music scene a few years ago suddenly disappeared in Huaguo music scene...

No, definitely not.

Kugai shook his head and quickly rejected the answer.

"Who... are you?" After asking this sentence, Ku Gai saw Huang Jinye in the mirror looking up, and met his gaze.

"We've met." Kugai tried his best to keep himself calm, "That day in the palace, you were in Hani's room."

Ku Gai still remembered that at that time Huang Jinye said that they did not know each other.

Huang Jinye glanced casually at Ku Gai, but didn't answer immediately, and turned all his eyes to Su Yan who was in his arms.

The young man didn't know whether he was crying in pain or dreamed of something bad. His crow's wing-like eye feathers trembled slightly, and the roots of the eyelashes were dotted with moist water droplets. His small nose was as red as a rabbit's pink nose, and it twitched from time to time. one time.

"Not bad." Huang Jinye took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears from the corners of Su Yan's eyes.

Seeing that the pain on Su Yan's face finally gradually dissipated, Huang Jinye heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that he had probably recovered, and his tone became better: "I'm his boyfriend."

Ku Gai was inconceivable: "Haney actually has a boyfriend? When did you guys get together?"

The corner of the man's mouth lifted slightly: "We have been together...for 15 years."

"Fuck??" Ku Gai sighed with emotion.

Hani is now 19 years old, and they have been together for 15 years. Could this be from the age of three or four...

This is... Tongtongtong's bride-in-law?

No, Hani is a man.

That is Tong Yangfu?

But only surprised for a few seconds, Kugai gripped the steering wheel again and accelerated towards the nearest hospital.

However, Huang Jinye, who was noble and aloof in the back seat, seemed to have opened up the chatter box, and was not going to end the conversation just like that.

"However, two years ago, Harney dumped me."

Kugai: "Then you still say you are Hani's boyfriend..." Now he doubts the authenticity of "being in love for 15 years".

"But I didn't agree to break up, so the relationship between couples is not considered dissolved." The man raised his head proudly, his tight jaw line stretched into a perfect line, and he was unreasonable.

Kugai froze for a few seconds.

He actually felt that such unreasonable words came out of this man's mouth, so reasonable.

"Then are you reconciled with Hani now?" Ku Gai adjusted the rearview mirror and saw Hani sleeping peacefully in the man's arms.

It's like a little milk rabbit curled up in a safe haven, spitting milky breath.

"Haney has lost his memory." Huang Jinye rubbed Su Yan's face with the softest part of his palm.

Su Yan, who was in a coma, subconsciously responded to the rubbing of his palms and let out a pleasant grunt.

Huang Jinye: "So you must not tell him that I am his boyfriend."

"Okay." Kugai agreed calmly on the surface.

"Don't tell me."

Kugai: "Okay, sure, whoever says who is a dog."

The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Huang Jinye hugged Su Yan, made a casual phone call, and within half a minute made an appointment with a brain specialist.

……

After falling into a coma, Su Yan only felt that he had fallen into an endless black vortex.

Surrounded by darkness, the unknown is the real source of fear compared to the invisible danger.

I don't know how long it fell, and finally stopped.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu to

"Who is it?" Su Yan approached the voice, and a white circle of light suddenly hit the crying boy.

The little guy is about three years old, not as long as his legs, and the soft little one is curled up in the corner of the brown floor, holding a small white flower that is about to wither tightly in his hand.

Bean-sized teardrops rolled out of the cub's innocent deer eyes. Upon closer inspection, there were traces of wound dressing on the arm, and a small ball of dark red blood was stained from the gauze.

Where are this kid's parents?Su Yan felt distressed in his heart, and wanted to go over to comfort him, but suddenly, everything around him became brighter.

People kept coming in from the door, and each of them had serious, heavy or sad faces, and their clothes were either black or white.

Su Yan looked around and understood.This is a church where a funeral is being held.

Su Yan subconsciously avoided an old lady who had just entered, but the next moment, a middle-aged man passed directly through his body.

"Can't see me?" Su Yan touched his body, then pulled his face.

By the way, this is a dream, people here should not be able to see him.

Su Yan turned his head and walked to the side of the crying baby.

"Yanyan." Behind him, someone suddenly called Su Yan's name.

The boy turned around in surprise, wondering why someone could see him in the dream, when a woman in her forties smiled and walked towards him.

"Yanyan, why are you here alone?"

"Auntie, can you see me?" Su Yan stepped forward.

However, the middle-aged woman walked straight through Su Yan's body.

She bent down and touched the little boy who had been squatting in the corner and crying.

"Xiaoyan, go see your parents for the last time."

The little guy who had been crying wiped away his tears, hiccupped aggrievedly, hesitated for two seconds, and took the woman's hand.

"Dean Mama..."

"Hey, don't cry." The dean lovingly stroked Xiao Yanyan's soft head, "Go..."

"En!" The little guy wiped his nose, squeezed the little white flower in his hand, and although he was timid, he mustered up his courage and walked to the front.

Su Yan realized something, his heart beat fast, and he followed silently.

However, just as Xiao Yanyan walked to the front and was about to approach the coffin, an older boy in a wheelchair suddenly turned the wheelchair quickly and rushed out.

As soon as the boy pushed Xiao Yanyan to the ground, he jumped out of the wheelchair with a roar and grabbed Xiao Yanyan's neck: "You bastard, return my parents!"

"You disaster star, you don't have parents yourself, and you want to kill my parents too, and you return my parents! You little bastard!"

The adults sitting on the side stood up in panic, quickly pulled the boy away, and forced him into the wheelchair.

The boy in the wheelchair was still yelling: "I shouldn't have allowed my parents to take you back from the orphanage back then!"

The burn on my leg burst open because of the excitement.

"You disaster star, murderer, why don't you die!"

Seeing the situation, the adults ran to comfort the boy in the wheelchair and cared about the injury on the boy's leg.

It took a long time for Xiao Yanyan to feel her breathing was smooth.

Coughing, the little guy struggled to stand up with his own strength, only to find that the farewell gift he had always wanted to give to his stepfather and stepmother in his hand——

A small white flower was trampled under the feet of many adults.

Soon, nothing but scum remained.