After receiving the certificate, the paranoid uncle kissed me 99 times a day

The morning sun shines on the bed through the screen window.

The petite girl was nestled in the arms of the man. The girl was still wearing the school uniform from yesterday, while the man was bare-chested, with his muscular arms wrapped around the girl's waist.

Qin Xin woke up and tried to turn over in a daze, but couldn't move.

Open your eyes, people are stupid.

Uncle...

Why did she sleep with the uncle?what happened last night

Qin Xin's deer-like eyes flashed in panic, she raised her hand and carefully pushed Zhuang Ming's shoulder, but Zhuang Ming locked her in her arms even tighter.

"Little guy, don't move around."

At this moment, Qin Xin was tightly embraced by Zhuang Ming. When Zhuang Ming spoke, the scorching breath sprayed on Qin Xin's small ears, making Qin Xin shrink her neck uncontrollably.

So numb, so itchy, so hot.

Qin Xin was about to cry. She had never had any contact with the opposite sex since she was a child, and when she woke up to be hugged by a man, Qin Xin couldn't help feeling a little scared.

"Uncle, can you let me go?"

Qin Xin put her hands on Zhuang Ming's chest, trying to push Zhuang Ming away.

The little girl's crying voice woke Zhuang Ming up.

Opening his eyes, he looked into Qin Xin's watery eyes.

"Don't you remember what happened last night?"

What happened last night?

Qin Xin recalled anxiously.

Yesterday she seemed to be sheltering from the rain and drinking with her uncle under the bus stop sign, and then she seemed to be drunk, hugging him and talking a lot.

She said she was homeless, and the uncle said, give her a home.

Then she has been clinging to uncle...

After that, Qin Xin couldn't remember clearly.

Zhuang Ming let go of Qin Xin and sat up.

The quilt slipped off Zhuang Ming's body, revealing Wei An's tight body, with nail scratches on his chest and lower abdomen.

"I, I," Qin Xin looked at, her mind went blank.

Zhuang Ming said, "You said you would be responsible for me last night, did you forget?"

"I can't remember." Qin Xin's eyes were flushed, she got up from the bed, and looked at Zhuang Ming timidly, "Uncle, did I do anything to you?"

Zhuang Ming's eyes darkened, and the tails of his eyebrows were raised indistinctly.

It seems that the little guy is really drunk.

"You woke up crying in the middle of the night, hugged me and asked me over and over again if I really wanted to give you a home."

"You don't believe what I say, you have to stamp me."

The first half of the sentence is true, while the second half is false. The scratches on her body are due to Qin Xin's restless sleep and scratching during nightmares.

But Qin Xin couldn't remember.

Looking at Zhuang Ming timidly, seeing his natural expression, she couldn't help but blush in belief.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, did I scratch you?"

What a simple little white rabbit.

Waking up in the man's arms, the first thing she didn't doubt was whether she had lost her virginity, but believed his nonsense, and even apologized.

Facing the little white rabbit, Zhuang Ming wanted to tease him.

Leaning against the head of the bed, she hooked her fingers towards Qin Xin, "It hurts, it hurts, it won't hurt if the baby helps me snort."

Baby?

Qin Xin's breathing was disordered, and her thick eyelashes trembled.

This is wrong, boys and girls can't get so close, but the scars on the uncle's body were scratched by her.

The uncle was so kind to her, even when she was drunk, the uncle took her home and said he would give her a home.

Therefore, she should be very nice to uncle.

Qin Xin took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to put her hands on the bed, and leaned closer to Zhuang Ming.

After sleeping all night, Qin Xin's clothes were already messed up, and this posture caused the loose neckline to fall down.

Zhuang Ming raised his eyes, and saw Qin Xin's slender neck and the spring light under her collarbone.

It turned out that the little guy was not unexpected, but the clothes were too loose, making her appear to be stunted.

The warm breath was blowing on his chest, and Zhuang Ming was suffocated.

The hormones that are most active in the morning seem to open the door and are completely stimulated.

Qin Xin raised her head, "Uncle, is it still hurting?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Qin Xin was provocative and didn't know it, but Zhuang Ming couldn't take it anymore.

It was torture for a 29-year-old adult to be so teased by a sweet and delicious girl on a vigorous morning.

Qin Xin pursed her lips and blew at the wound on her chest, which was still able to hold on.

But if blowing the injury on the abdominal muscles...

He was afraid of frightening the innocent children.

You have to eat meat, but you must not be in such a hurry.

After washing up, Qin Xin was led downstairs by Zhuang Ming and sat down at the dining table.

A silver-haired old woman stood beside her.

"Master, Miss Xinxin, breakfast is ready."

Zhuang Ming nodded, "Well, Aunt Chen, you should go have breakfast too."

Grandma Chen nodded with a smile, gave Qin Xin a kind smile, and exited the kitchen.

"Sit." Zhuang Ming pulled out a stool.

Qin Xin sat down obediently, and looked at Zhuang Ming with some embarrassment.

Zhuang Ming sat down beside Qin Xin, and put a bowl of hot millet porridge in front of Qin Xin.

"Have breakfast first, we'll talk later if you have any questions, huh?"

"Thank you, Uncle." Qin Xin was really hungry, so she took a spoon and ate it, regardless of embarrassment.

Qin Xin felt alive after eating the warm millet porridge.

A chuckle came from the side.

Qin Xin turned her head and blushed shyly, "Do I look ugly?"

"No, it's cute." Like a little hamster, his cheeks are bulging.

Qin Xin pursed her lips and smiled, shy and well-behaved.

After hesitating for a while, he scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Zhuang Ming's mouth, "It's very sweet, uncle, you should try it too."

After Qin Xin finished speaking, she realized that something was wrong, it was too intimate. .seven

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Zhuang Ming held his slender wrist.

Zhuang Ming took Qin Xin's hand and ate the millet porridge in the spoon into his mouth.

"Well, very sweet."

After Zhuang Ming let go of her wrist, Qin Xin quickly withdrew her hand, lowered her head like an ostrich, her fair and tender face was as red as if she had applied blush.

His heartbeat was pounding like a war drum.

Uncle... so gentle.

Totally different from last night.

The uncle last night was gloomy and scary, and his eyes were as indifferent as ice and snow in January, which made people shudder.

Today's uncle, the shallow stubble on his chin has been shaved clean, and the narrow and beautiful Ruifeng eyes seem to have a smile, which is very good-looking.