Where is the dignity of the Lord?

In the evening, Father Xia and Mother Xia stayed in the villa. In the dead of night, someone wiped the soiled body and bed sheet with a paper towel, stood up and stepped barefoot on the fluffy carpet, opened the window to let the moonlight and fresh air flow in.

There was a rustling sound of the drawer being opened, the man was rummaging for something inside, and finally "click—"

The lighter flashes a cluster of lights, and the cigarette is lit.

Pasha shielded his eyes with his arms, breathing gradually, smelled the smell of smoke and moved his arms away, revealing a pair of water-stained eyes with red sockets, sat up and whispered to stop the person who took the ashtray and went to the window to blow the air.

"You smoke by the bed, don't catch a cold."

After all, I just finished sweating.

After such a toss, all the wine he drank turned into sweat and evaporated.

Hearing this, the obedient man pressed his lips against the cigarette butt, turned around and walked towards the bed with the ashtray in his hand.

The moonlight shone down, illuminating the tall, strong, sweat-stained chest, the blue eyes with black hair and white skin, shining beautifully at night with fading desires.

"Squeak."

The soft mattress sagged and made a slight sound as it pressed against the foot of the bed.

"Give me one."

"You smoke less."

"I know, just rest."

The ashtray was placed next to it, and the two men were leaning on the head of the bed with their shoulders leaning on each other. The quilt was loosely covered under their waists. The smell of nicotine drifted away and the cover of the smoke made the eyebrows and eyes that were also affectionate look extra lazy and sexy.

Both of them are smokers.

Especially Resid, he would still smoke if the coach refused to let him smoke before retiring, but after his rebirth, Pasha found that his addiction to smoking has improved a lot, and he has almost never smoked.

And he himself knows how to mention liking.

The main thing is that Pasha didn't know why Reisyid wanted it all of a sudden, and his parents were still sleeping next to him. He couldn't help but make a noise for his parents to hear.

The two of them were a little unhappy when they made it out in a hurry, so they had to rely on smoking to suppress it.

He couldn't guess that Reyde actually had the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to talk at night, but because Xia's father and Xia's mother were staying, he found that Pasha was holding back and then gave up the idea.

As his naturally white skin cooled down, Reyde looked sideways at the young man with reddish eyes, his eyes were deep, and he put his arms around Pasha's cheeks and chin gently with the back of his hands, with a sense of possession and love in his movements.

The proud cat raised a tame tiger.

The most beloved cat in the world looks at his big tiger and thinks it is too cute.

Cute don't know how to pet.

So if you have something to hide, just hide it, Resid lowered his eyes and chin and rubbed it on the orange hair, no matter what he hides, he can't get angry with Pasha.

"Would you like to wash it, I'll take you there." The man with such a furry and vicious tongue as an outsider did not hesitate to lift the young man's wet forehead hair, and put his lips on it, the lips were full of salty taste.

"Go to sleep without washing, I'm too tired." Pasha arched into his arms, and let out his ears and tail. Acting like a baby: "Don't press my tail...remind me to take it back tomorrow morning, don't let my mother see..."

In the end, people have fallen asleep.

The corners of Reyde's lips raised a small arc, and he slid his hand down to adjust the posture of the two of them. He picked up the tail and put it on his waist, and gently rubbed the two round, fleshy, plush ears with the other hand. He responded with a snort from his nasal cavity, and also closed his eyes.

……

Cats like to sleep late.

Early in the morning, the sun penetrated through the thick curtains, leaving only a little twilight.

Pasha, who is used to getting up early to cook and clean up the housework, was woken up on time by his own biological clock. He opened his eyes and lightly lifted the quilt. Only leave the bedroom after stacking up the beauty crit and happiness.

The old couple of the Xia family usually got up earlier than Pasha. At this time, they had already prepared a meal in the kitchen, and they also ground some raw beef for Qiuqiu, and they did not forget to add nutrition powder.

The gray-haired old wolf put his head to work hard.

Xia's mother, who was dressed simply, was setting the dishes. When Pasha came downstairs, her eyes lit up and she quickly waved her hands.

Pasha also understood, and tiptoed down like a thief, and got together with his mother to bite his ear.

"Mom, how are you preparing? Have you agreed with Shulia where to hold it?"

"Your child, what is your name Xiu Liya? From now on, you will have to call others Mom, no matter how old or young you are."

"Damn, people don't like this abroad, I want to ask you something, tell me quickly."

"It's done~"

"Really?! Mom, you are amazing!"

Pasha jumped up and hugged her in surprise, Xia's mother was so teased, she patted him on the shoulder and whispered: "Half of the credit goes to your elder brother, he knows colleagues who do this, the venue and things You can get discounts, Xiao Lei’s mother said she liked it after seeing it, and your father contacted the people in our hometown to calculate the days. It’s fine if you don’t expose it, don’t worry about us, we are strict with our mouths.”

"Hee hee, I know."

Pasha stood up straight, coquettishly flattering: "Thank you, Dad, brother, for your hard work."

"What's the hard work?"

Xia's mother jerked her chin at her wife in the kitchen teasingly, "It's your dad, who muttered that the son he adopted had turned into cabbage before he gave it to him. I'm not feeling well."

Pasha suppressed a smile.

When Father Xia came out of the kitchen with a casserole of millet porridge, he really had a serious face.

In front of another child, the old man was embarrassed to show his face, but he didn't feel any pressure on his own son. Father Xia gave Pasha a sideways look, "Stinky boy. Having children and having children, together with me, I gave birth to a son. I'm going to be my wife!"

"No way, who made your son so good."

"You're messing with me!"

"Haha."

He hid behind Xia's mother, and blinked at his father with a smile. His father put down his porridge and told his wife not to beat his son.

"There is food left in the kitchen, and Xiaolei will wake up and eat later. Let me ask you what you think, in case people don't want to fix this."

Xia's mother also said yes, let Pasha figure it out.

Picking up the chopsticks, Pasha stirred the millet porridge to appease them: "No, in fact, he also thought about it before, but he never had a chance, plus before... didn't I die once, I thought he would participate After my funeral, I feel bad..."

How did Reyed, who was so persistent, feel when he attended his funeral?

Thinking about it this way, Pasha felt distressed.

Xia's father and Xia's mother did not object this time.

They had seen Reyed at the funeral, and as people who were also in pain at that funeral, they could understand each other's pain better.

"Well, if what he said is true, then it won't be easy for this kid."

Xia's mother sighed, and Xia's father nodded accordingly.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was gloomy for a moment, Pasha smacked his lips, and secretly looked at his father: "So, when is Dad's day?"

His father felt sad and lonely, rolled his eyes angrily: "Number 16!"

Pasha worriedly said: "Then you guys can give me a good deal, it's better to be romantic, Reyde likes sunflowers."

Father Xia: "Eat yours!"

What evil did he do?

Even though his son is someone else's wife, he still has to help marry his son off!

snort!angry!

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