I pamper the little baby in 80

Yuan Hongjun cursed in a low voice, closed his eyes and fixed his brows, the pain in the back of his head made him curse involuntarily.

Fan Ze knew that Yuan Hongjun had used him as a cushion, and when he heard his cry of pain, his complexion changed and he stretched out his hand to rub the back of Yuan Hongjun's head, exclaiming in surprise, "Brother, how are you, are you dizzy? No headache? Brother, you answer me."

The child rubbed headlessly for a while, and really didn't know which sentence Yuan Hongjun should answer.

After the dizzy pain passed, Yuan Hongjun finally realized that in the current situation, the child was lying on his body like this, and the two chests were pressed together. He could even feel the wet skin on the child's body. The sound of a young heartbeat.The child was still fidgeting, trying to press the back of Yuan Hongjun's head.

It was like a raging fire spraying fuel. Yuan Hongjun's body was originally an old single dog who hadn't experienced anything.

In an instant, the blood that had been suppressed with great difficulty just now rushed down, and in an instant, a certain part of the body showed a sense of presence.

It was only then that he realized that the surroundings were pitch black, Fan Ze's body froze for a moment, and he wanted to get up in a panic, his voice was a little tense: "Fuck, why is the light broken, it's really unlucky."

The ground was full of foam, Fan Ze tried to get up several times, but slipped and fell again, and the two of them got closer and closer.

Yuan Hongjun grabbed Fan Ze's arm with both hands, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine, you, don't move around, get up!"

Yuan Hongjun's clothes were already wet, and the reaction on his body could not be concealed, and the two of them froze instantly.

Fan Ze's face was also a little ugly, he got up abruptly, and his voice was a little loud: "Damn! I'm not a girl, why are you still.... damn it!"

Fan Ze scratched his head in embarrassment, patted his mouth, and became more irritable as he spoke.

Yuan Hongjun got up from the ground without saying a word, leaned over to pick up the lost things, and pretended to be ordinary, "It was just an accident, the normal reaction of men, and I have no other ideas."

Yuan Hongjun picked up the child's dropped clothes and was about to hand them over, but found that the child was pale, his hands were clenched into fists, and his body was shaking slightly.

Yuan Hongjun sensed that something was wrong with him, obviously not angry, but rather scared, his voice subconsciously softened two points: "If you feel offended by what happened just now, I apologize. But the light bulb is broken, it's so dark here, we Go away, I'll hold you, don't touch anything."

"Go away, stay away from me!" Fan Ze yelled loudly and grabbed his clothes.

He kicked the iron basin by his side hard, made a loud bang bang bang bang bang, and ran away quickly.

Yuan Hongjun stood there, frowning, rubbing his face irritably.

He bent down to pick up the washbasin, and strode away.

For the first time, Yuan Hongjun felt a little embarrassed, and he was no longer so calm.

There is no denying that he likes Fan Ze's appearance, and his background makes him feel pity.

Pure appreciation and sympathy, did not expect anything to happen.

Today's accident, Fan Ze's sudden change, really stabbed him.

Yuan Hongjun pulled an ugly smile from the corner of his mouth, intervening too much in other people's lives, self-righteous concern, really disgusting.

Fan Ze put on his clothes indiscriminately, ran back home, locked himself in the room, clenched his fists tightly, and trembled uncontrollably.

When Fan Ze was young, there were sudden changes in his family, and it happened to be that age, when there were many ghosts and ghosts around him.