The Son of Doomsday Che

Unexpectedly, it would be better to pass out than to be opened. The familiar puffs and snorts of the lower body and the body are combined with the man's panting, breathing, and the sense of fullness in the body is clearer than it was at the beginning. Damn, it really is a bird or a beast, the stamina is so strong, I was almost killed by him.

"Che, Che, Che..."

Seeing that Zi Che woke up, Zimo's eyes lit up, and he quickened his steps to please Zi Che. A furry animal tail stretched out from behind his buttocks, circled around most of Zi Che's body, and teased him. After playing with the cute nipples and pearls a few times, he came down to the lonely honey hole with a flash of inspiration and malicious intentions. He was in the chrysanthemum hole, but he couldn't get in front of it. Zi Che would definitely Feeling lonely, so the fluffy tail followed the owner's wish, probing and stabbing, and when Zi Che yelled no, it entered it mercilessly.

"Aha... get out, get out..."

So...uncomfortable...so itchy...the moment Zi Che rushed in, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the intensity of desire, desire, and onslaught almost made him unable to open his mouth.He opened his mouth and bit the muscular forearm that stretched out to the chin.

As if being stimulated, Zimo's eyes became deeper and his movements became faster. His fingers stroked the nipples and beads, kneading and pinching them, as if they were some playthings and refused to let go, stimulating and stimulating Ziche's sensitivity. This time, he would not allow Zi Che to do those little tricks again. He slapped his butt and butt twice to signal him to relax, and moved out and in rhythmically with the tail in front. When he stretched in, he felt like When he bumped into something, he shrank back amidst Zi Che's high-pitched voice, paying attention not to touch the son or palace, the sound of water splashing, and hearing Zi Che's melodious and melodious groaning and groaning, finally his eyes sank again , Hair, tightly clasped to the person in front of him, deeply pressed against the flower, acupuncture point, and sprayed, sprinkled out.

Unable to bear it, Zi Che raised his snow-white neck and screamed, his body trembled uncontrollably like a willow in the snow, his slender waist was held by the man's broad palm, and he had the beauty and style of being abused.

"Are you comfortable?" Still immersed in the lingering rhyme, he hugged his lover and whispered in his ear while panting.

Zi Che bit his lip, his body softened by his deep voice, and he nodded his head without being pretentious, but it was too exciting, and he couldn't bear it, this bastard actually stuffed his tail in, come on!

"Next time, don't put...in, in." He said vaguely.

"What are you not allowed to put in?" After eating and drinking, Zimo flicked his furry tail in a leisurely manner, laughing at Ziche.

"Tail, tail, no."

Seeing Zi Che, who was blushing and embarrassed, stammered out such a sentence, turned his face to the side, Zimo's lips curled up, and couldn't help being teasing.He deliberately poked his lower back with his tail, trying to stimulate Zi Che's tail.

"Oh? No? Is that allowed?"

As expected, Ziche frowned sensitively, his eyes were full of grievances, Zimo just wanted to put his tail back softly when he saw it, but a fluffy white tail caught in his eyes, and Ziche's head came closer , Rubbing his hand with attachment in his eyes.

"Ah……"

He touched the place where the tail protruded, and when he touched the back, waist, and chest, he obviously felt that Ziche's tail was stiff.As a feline, how could he not know the sensitive position and clingy characteristics of big cats...and the habit of being good at letting go of desire, desire, and letting go.

Hmmm they haven't done it yet while turning into an animal, it's going to be exciting.

But can Ziche stand it?

Zimo was still thinking about this, but Ziche felt a wave of passion gushing out after the tail was stimulated. Could it be that he was in love?This bad thought just flashed through his mind, and then he rubbed and licked beside Zimo as if surrendering to a strong man. The unique royal aura on Zimo made Ziche obedient like a kitten , he knew that his king was in love, so he also started to secrete himself.

"Do you still want it?" In fact, what Zimo is asking Ziche is not very clear anymore. Ziche who indulged the instinct of animal genes is a very pure animal. His whole body exudes my very delicious breath. , Zimo couldn’t help but become a white tiger much smaller than the prototype, smelling each other’s breath fascinatedly, and finally the white tiger climbed onto the back of Zi Che’s lying down, using its tail as a vanguard before coming by itself.

Zimo understands that now is not a good time for Ziche to conceive, so naturally he won't occupy, have, Ziche's flowers and acupoints, but as his partner, Zimo always has a feeling that he wants to make him get wet all over his body. Thoughts full of their own taste, but they don't know that this strong possession, possession, desire, partly comes from the white tiger.So naturally he used the good method of the tail, and it really made Ziche desire, immortal, desire, and die.

Gently cleaned up the transformed Zi Che, looked at his lover's sleepy face, Zimo kissed his forehead lovingly, and said the most sincere words: "I love you."

It's a pity that Zi Che, who was sleeping soundly, couldn't hear him, instead he frowned and kept quiet, even Zimo in his dream didn't let him go until he woke up.

As soon as Ziche woke up, he wished to give Zimo a good beating. Desire, desire, dissatisfaction, and satisfaction are not all at once, just enough. The result of indulgence, desire, and excess is that when he wakes up, his waist is sore and his back hurts. As soon as Lingling's King of the Mountain came in, he immediately became a loyal dog who was diligent and thrifty. Zi Che looked him up and down. About to say something, a last low sigh escaped his lips.

"come on."

One command and one action, even if Zi Che jumped up and beat him up, Zi Mo felt that he was willing, as long as Zi Che was happy.

Obviously different from Ziche, he feels refreshed, as if even the wound on his back has become painless.Just because he doesn't care doesn't mean Zi Che doesn't care either.

Although recalling everything that happened last night made people blush and heartbeat, Zi Che still frowned and ordered him to put the things down and turned around to pull up the clothes for him to see.Zimo ambiguously smiled at Ziche and asked if Ziche got beaten up when he was not fed.

"You indulgent, lustful, crazy man, I want to see if there is any problem with your wound." Zi Che explained impatiently.

"I know." The voice was lowered to a very low level, and a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth showed his mood. How could he not know? Zi Che is willing to show his weakest and least wanted to others He handed both hands in front of him. Although Zi Che didn't say anything, he must be embarrassed, so he didn't mention it awkwardly. However, the intention of giving everything to him like that is not moving. and distressed?How could he not love him with the same mentality when he cares about and loves himself so carefully.

No, I will definitely use more love to make Zi Che like this gradually relieved of himself, make him believe in himself more, and have more confidence in himself.

"What did you say?" Zi Che, who was checking Zimo's back, didn't hear his answer clearly, but only knew that Zimo seemed to say something.

"I mean the wound on the back is fine." Zimo smiled softly when the hand on the back was withdrawn. "Okay, don't worry about my injury, you are hungry, eat something first."

"I'm not hungry." Zi Che turned his head away, but the empty growl that came out of his stomach didn't give him any face at all, and it made him laugh.

"You dare to laugh and try!"

Being stared at viciously by his relatives and friends, he has to hold back even when he is in trouble, lest the other party blow his hair. Although he doesn't hate Zi Che's blowing his hair, and sometimes even deliberately teases him to blow his hair, but it's not good to provoke him too much.Accept it when you see it, he quickly showed weakness: "Don't dare, but can you get out of bed without eating? Don't forget that you have to tell me and Yan Ke what's going on outside, are we in city S now? ?”

Zi Che was made even more irritated by his innocent gaze, and he didn't know who caused it. His back hurts and he couldn't even get out of bed. If it wasn't for his inability to move, how could he not get up to eat? This idiot didn't even look at it. Come out, really pissed him off!

Stupidly stunned for a while, and Zi Che looked at each other, Zi Mo suddenly seemed to understand something, actively bent over and gently sat Zi Che up, holding the pillow for him to lean on, seeing him Frowning slightly uncomfortable, Zimo apologized in his heart again and again, but it was inevitable that he would be complacent, showing what he could do.

He took good care of Zi Che to drink porridge, including (eating), massaging (beans), massaging (fu) after meals, and dressing, and it happened that Yan Ke also came to the door.

He just knocked on the door meanly and came in directly. Zimo was not angry. Anyway, Ziche's whole body belonged to him. Why should he be angry because of someone who has nothing to do with him? It's just his younger brother.

"Yo~ it's finally over? Mr. Shu." He leaned against the door with his arms crossed, with a mysterious expression on his face. The big boy looked a bit refined, and his hair became much longer and frizzy due to the relationship that he had nowhere to deal with recently.

Zi Che was very uncomfortable with his yin and yang tone, but he always strived to be a good example in front of Yan Ke, but this time he was completely destroyed by Zi Mo, so he twisted Zi Mo hard behind his back, Zi Mo In private, he grimaced so much that he didn't dare to show it.

"Still angry?"

"Don't dare, I rely on you, Mr. Shu, for food now. If I offend you, I will starve to death."

Zi Che raised his forehead, where did the nine-twist and eighteen-twist tune and the arrogant little temper come from?Or the sunny boy he knew?Or is it that he is really not suitable for raising children?

"Heh, are you a child? Because Ziche cared about you and didn't dare to do anything to you, so he went to the house? Ziche is reluctant to part with me, but he is very willing. It's okay to throw you out immediately." Zimo He raised his chin and squinted at him, with a condescending attitude. Yan Ke stood in front of him as if he didn't even have the qualifications to speak, and was just a few levels shorter.

"You!" A pair of eyes stared wide open, like a cat, who was really too angry and couldn't hit others, Yan Ke was so angry that he could only bite his lips for a while and remained silent.

"Zimo!" Zi Che yelled at him with a headache.Why didn't they see each other for a few days and started a fight again? He's not in the mood to try to persuade them now.

Unexpectedly, this seemed to help Yan Ke, but he knew that Zi Che would only blame the other party's actions in front of someone who valued him, which directly made Yan Ke's eyes sparkle.

asshole!He, he wouldn't cry in front of them! !

Yan Ke fled like a gust of wind. Hearing the sound of the door closing with a slam, Zi Che smiled wryly and exchanged glances with Zimo.

I didn't expect Yan Ke to be awkward sometimes, although he is a child, he is really cute.

Zi Che and Zi Mo shot countless heart arrows, and Yan Ke ran to the riverside and jumped angrily.

"What's wrong with you?" Tender blue sleeves drilled out of thin air, and the same tender voice sounded in the air, puzzled and puzzled.

"Don't worry about it!" Although a little trembling, Yan Ke still tried his best to speak clearly, so as not to be seen through (crying).

It's a pity that no matter how much he hides, the shadow reflected in the river and the ripples that appear bit by bit make Xiaokong understand something in an instant.

"Ah...why are you crying? Don't cry, did that annoying ghost bully you?"

The red eyes, the red nose tip, the pink and tender cheeks and the sobbing nasal voice all made Xiao Kong's heart tremble.

Although Xiao Kong has known Yan Ke not long ago and has lived for so long, he knows the character of human beings. Yan Ke has a strong temper and never cries, but now he is crying, presumably because he hit his weakness Bar.

Hmph, it must be that big villain who made Yan Ke cry!Yan Ke is his man (huh?)!He wants to avenge Yan Ke!

"Go away!" Yan Ke ran away again, he hated this place, hated everyone here, can't he be left alone? !

Xiao Kong's righteous indignation just now was swept away at once, and turned into a little grievance. He was obviously on Yan Ke's side, why did Yan Ke treat himself like this?

...However, why does he feel a little sad in his heart?

Xiaokong never thinks about things that he can't figure out. After so many years, if he had to think about everything, wouldn't he be exhausted? Yan Ke shouted out the annoying Yan Ke, I don't care about you anymore!just ran away.

Xiao Kong ran away and didn't touch Yan Ke at all. He kept venting, his shoulders shrugged, and he cried for an unknown amount of time before he stopped, and found himself standing in a fruit forest.

The number of times I come to the fruit forest is not many, and every time I come and go in a hurry, just to pick some fruits, it is rare to stand here and watch slowly like this, I feel awkward thinking that he doesn't want to go back, who wants to go back and see They kiss me and me, but it's boring to stay here for a long time, not to mention that although he said he didn't want to go back, he still wanted to go back and have a look in his heart. He didn't admit his inner thoughts. I found an excuse and finally went back reluctantly.

Zi Che didn't go out to look for him, the whole space was such a big place, and he couldn't find it if he wanted to find it, but what he was afraid of was hurting the child's self-esteem-although others were taller than him, but the self-esteem But it is so high that it is completely inconsistent with the appearance.