Countdown to the villain's darkening, the host must be rescued quickly

Song Qing's eyes were blank, and he suddenly turned over. The two of them switched positions and pressed the young man on the bed, holding the back of his head.

He said hoarsely: "Didn't you say you don't want it?"

Qi Sui's tears fell, his red ears pressed softly to his face.

"want……"

The young man's voice was dry and trembling, so blurry that he couldn't hear the words clearly.

He grabbed the man's collar and raised his neck slightly, exposing all his weaknesses, "Song Qing..."

Song Qing kissed his cheek and licked away the salty tears from the corners of the young man's eyes.

"Then I will be yours from now on, treat me well."

"..."

Qi Sui didn't respond.

The remaining notes gradually became fragmented in the night.

-

The rabbit's estrus period lasts for the entire month of September, and rabbits are basically busy courting and mating at this point.

Lust envelopes the secluded valley.

The little rabbit in the courtship period is delicate and domineering, and seems to have endless energy.

Occasionally when he was awake, Qi Sui would cover his face with his ears and kick him out of bed in anger.

At night, he changed his clingy and coquettish look again. He stopped beating people and even touched his ears and tail.

Crossing a river and demolishing a bridge, unloading a mill and killing a bird, no one knows better than Qi Sui.

That night, Song Qing finished cleaning the house and went to bed.

Qi Sui was holding his clothes, sniffing and sniffing, nestling himself in it, like an insecure little rabbit building a nest.

Song Qing laughed, lying next to him and holding him in his arms.

He said helplessly: "The real person is right next to you. Why are you holding your clothes? It's not like you are a widow."

Qi Sui held on to her clothes.

The courtship period was almost over, and the time he was dominated by his original desires was also much shorter.

Open your mouth and start talking to him.

"You're a widower, I'm remarrying every day! I'll give you a cuckold and open a processing factory right away!"

Song Qing went to kiss his ear, and it rubbed again and again.

He snorted dissatisfiedly:

"I won't want it after you use it, right? How can you be like this?"

Qi Sui rubbed his collar, leaned towards his face, smelled his scent, and gently pressed his lips against it.

He said in a low voice: "The courtship period will be over in two days. If you are worried, I will make you some soup to replenish your health."

"I'm not weak..."

Song Qing has a dark face.

He reached out and pulled off the loose clothes on the young man's body, revealing most of his bare shoulders.

There are old and new red marks on it.

Song Qing stepped forward, and the old wounds were not healed, but new ones were added.

"Song Qing, I was just kidding...oh, it's itchy, it's itchy! Song Qing, Song Qing, I was wrong, wait a moment, ahhhhhh!"

Qisui is afraid of pain and even more itchy.

He made trouble and deliberately scratched his waist, laughing so hard that he tossed and turned and couldn't breathe.

The palm suddenly moved to a ball of plush behind the tailbone.

Song Qing's voice was mute and her eyes were deep.

"Tail...//, when?"

Qi Sui pursed her lips, "Just now."

"just……"

Song Qing lowered her head to kiss his eyebrows, following the downward direction, fanning the flames wherever she passed, and there were traces of him everywhere.

Qi Sui's waist was hugged and forced upwards, becoming intimate and entangled.

The soft sweat mixed with each other's warmth continued.

Qi Sui frowned, feeling suddenly uncomfortable.

He turned away and breathed lowly, "Song Qing, I don't feel well..."

"uncomfortable?"

Song Qing was suddenly struck by thunder, which made him burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. He whined and sucked his collarbone, acting like a rogue.

"It's uncomfortable. How can it be uncomfortable? What's wrong with me! My skills are so good!"

"...No! Rogue!"

Qi Sui became angry from embarrassment, pushed the person away violently, and pulled his clothes to cover himself.

"My chest hurts again and my stomach feels uncomfortable. I can't do it tonight. Close the store and go on strike."

"Strike? If you say strike, go on strike."

The arrow is on the string and this is not the way a boomerang returns!

He was more worried about the little rabbit's physical condition than this, so he reached out to rub his belly.

Worried: "Will you catch a cold?"

“I don’t know, it’s just uncomfortable.”

Qi Sui was wilted, and his ears fell limply on the pillow.

Subconsciously I want to roll towards the wall.

Song Qing's quick eyesight and hands quickly caught the person back, "The walls are cold, it's autumn, I'll hold you to sleep."

Qi Sui blushed, the palm touching his belly felt warm, and his original restlessness was gradually replaced by dependence.

Under the dim light of the candle, I could clearly see myself reflected in the man's eyes.

He shrank and whispered: "Then...you rub it for me, gently."

"it is good."

Song Qing's thin chin hit the top of his head, and she used one hand as a pillow to go around the young man's neck and pat his back.

The other hand stayed on his abdomen again, stroking it again and again.

It will also go up.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Qi Sui muttered, and when he spoke, his fingertips deliberately brushed his chest, and he said resentfully: "You can touch him for a while longer, and you are not allowed to stop."

The atmosphere of ambiguity rose in the air, and Song Qing couldn't hold back her laughter.

Place a light kiss on his forehead.

He said softly: "Suisui, after all this, will you be good to me for the rest of your life? You won't still be a scumbag, right?"

"No. Don't talk about this life, I will be good to you in the next life. From now on, when we die, we will be buried next door so that I can come out to play with you at night."

"it is good."

Song Qing was amused, and the two chattered some small talk when they got tired of each other.

Qi Sui was coaxed very comfortably, with a satisfied smile on his lips, and he took the initiative to put his ear on the man's forehead.

She leaned in his arms and closed her eyes in a daze.

The cicadas outside the house chirped louder and louder.

The leaves of the sycamore tree cast beautiful silhouettes in the moonlight, coated with a layer of hazy soft light.

I was about to fall asleep.

Song Qing's hand stopped in front of his chest suddenly.

Thinking of the unusual behavior of the little rabbit these days.

Suddenly my spine tingled, and I whispered unconfidently, "It can't be that I'm pregnant..."

"What did you say!?"

Qi Sui woke up instantly and crawled out of his arms.

He screamed in disbelief, "I didn't hear you clearly, please say it again!"

Song Qing repeated it again.

Qi Sui kicked him off the bed!

Instantly out of control!

"I'm a male rabbit, how can I get pregnant!?"

It would have been very uncomfortable to do 0.

He would be shameless if word spread about this!

Song Qing stood up from the ground with a grin on his face, and hurriedly explained: "In the Huang Clan, when people of the same sex mate, one of them will take on the responsibility of raising them.

It's my fault that has affected you. But you are a rabbit, so it should be a physical reason.

It's not pregnancy, it won't happen, it could be a false pregnancy. "

They basically spent this month in bed, doing all kinds of ridiculous things without restraint.

When the love is so deep, it is really a bad idea to use it as firewood.

Before Qi Sui could catch his breath, his chest was twitching and he stared at him with red eyes.

"I don't listen! It's all your fault! I'm a male rabbit, a male rabbit! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't, wouldn't..."

He couldn't say any more, so he grabbed his clothes and covered himself.

Doubt life, extremely doubt life!

Song Qing was annoyed and helplessly raised his forehead.

He quickly went to bed and hugged the little rabbit from behind.

Soothingly said: "Suisui, don't be afraid, it won't be a real pregnancy, no, believe me..."