only care about you

The scene in front of me seems to have gone crazy. The person who introduced himself very politely when we first met, never thought that he would still look like this.

He kissed Natsume's neck, and then sucked his neck. The force was not too strong, but Natsume still couldn't stand it.This kind of crazy sucking xi extends from the neck to the little red spot on the chest, which is easier to fall into than any previous kiss, because this time it is completely full of possessiveness.Suddenly a burst of electric current passed through his whole body in an instant, Natsume's mind was in a daze, and he wanted to shenyin unbearably, but he couldn't call out, because if he called out, he would lose, so he clenched his lower lip tightly, but the shenyin sound was still uncontrollable and smooth As the slit in his mouth leaked, he found himself guilty again.

Dechang took off his trousers and threw them on the floor, then threw all his tied long hair behind his back, then stretched out his hand to open Natsume's butt, opened his mouth hastily a few times, and couldn't wait to go in.

Natsume was powerless to resist, as usual, frowning and closing his eyes desperately.But this time he found that this was not possible, he was completely dizzy when he closed his eyes, the surroundings were pitch black, he had no sense of direction, and the crispy feeling brought about by the bump under his body was even stronger, and all the blurry scenes appeared in front of his eyes Shadow, he didn't want to still think about this annoying person at this moment, so he opened his eyes, but this person appeared in front of him, but his appearance was clearer, staring at him evilly with one left eye.Natsume suddenly felt his eyes twitch, and the corners of his eyes became sore. This feeling was like looking up at the sun in summer, and he couldn't stare at it at all. His eyes were so sore that he couldn't stand it.He couldn't look directly at the present field, and just about to turn his head to one side, the kiss of the field was suppressed.

He completely engulfed Natsume's lips, and kept licking Shi, but he was not in a hurry to stick his tongue in, he was afraid that Natsume would bite him again.

At this time, Natsume had no strength at all, and the pain under his body gradually became clear, as if some liquid flowed down the back, but the field didn't stop the coucha, so he intuitively felt that it was blood.

Yuba also noticed blood flowing from Natsume's back, but instead of stopping, he became even more excited.Then Natsume started crying, that kind of look as if begging himself to stop.Dechang couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't care if Natsume would bite his tongue or not, so he directly poked his tongue in. The two tongues kept touching, and Dechang stopped coucha, shunxi slowly, savoring the kiss carefully.He hugged Natsume's waist, repeatedly fumorounie on both sides of his waist.Natsume was moaning while crying, the scorching heat in his body still existed, and it hadn't become smaller. The eyes of the person on his body were gradually gentle, and they were no longer so scary. He closed his eyes, letting him be rough for a while and delicate for a while. Kissing, the sound of his heavy breathing filled his ears and mind.

Why do you want to meet this person?If I hadn't met him back then, I should still be living a peaceful life now, moreover, I should be with Mr. Natori.Why does such a person exist, why does he only hold on to me?I really want to go home, I miss Uncle Zi and Aunt Toko, I miss Teacher Neko, I miss Mr. Natori... Dad, I want to go home...

Toshiba got up from Natsume and looked at him with his hands on the bed.He cried more and more miserably, and the tears fell as if he didn't want money, which made him not in the mood to continue doing it.

"Dad, Daddy..."

If Natori was called Natori at this time, then he would be dead, but when he called "Dad", his heart softened.He thought of his father's back when his son drove him away, and the servant brought him Natsume's materials. He felt sympathetic when he saw Natsume's poor life experience, and thought that the person under him was just a child who had no ability to protect himself.But that's how it is, the colder he is to himself, the stronger his desire to possess him, once he gives up all his toughness and softens, his world seems to be about to collapse.

I can't bear to see him so uncomfortable, that's the feeling.

Actually... I also want to be able to protect you.

Yakuza withdrew from Natsume's body, then bent down again, wrapped his arms around Natsume's shoulders, held him tightly in his arms, and kissed his ears.

Natsume was still crying, he couldn't control it anymore, he just wanted to cry, he had been suppressed enough these days, now he just wanted to vent.

He didn't think about anything else, he just thought of the old house he lived in when he was a child, his mother who he had never seen since he was born, and his father, who hugged him and told him gently where his mother planted flowers.They couldn't wait for the flowers in the yard to bloom, so Dad left, and they never saw that little house again.He thought of how it looked old in the sunset when he went back with Mr. Cat, the graffiti he had drawn on the floor of the room, and the last time he lay in that house and recalled his father's mood.The setting sun was very warm, but the house was overgrown with weeds and lifeless. The house full of family atmosphere could no longer be filled with the laughter of my own family.Touching the sign engraved with the word "Natsume", the house I looked at for the last time was warm no matter how I looked at it, and I said "I'm leaving", but I thought in my heart, this is the farewell, right? But no matter how long it takes, after all, it is completely your own home.He wanted to tell his father how hard he had been through these years, and why he couldn't leave later, at least until he saw his mother's flowers blooming.He still wants to go back to that home, but he can't go back, it has been sold to someone else, but isn't it already let go?Don't you no longer feel sad when you see the photos of your parents?He thought he let go, but how could he really let go so easily?

"dad……"

When he was saddest, he still thought of his father.

"Natsume... I'm sorry." The field said tenderly, hugging him tightly.

【Sixteen】

Natsume cried like this for a long time, no matter how coaxed the scene was, he acted as if he hadn't heard it, and only cried for himself, crying so pitifully that it hurts people to hear it.He didn't eat for a few days and didn't sleep well, so he fell asleep by himself when he was tired from crying.

Dechang put on his clothes and exited silently, and ordered his servants: "When madam wakes up, come to the study and tell me, and then get him some porridge. He hasn't eaten yet."

"Yes."

Natsume slept until the field was busy with work, and the moon was out, but he still didn't wake up.

Dechang turned on the light and sat on the edge of the bed watching him.His face was pale, there were still tears on his face, and his breathing was very weak.

The servant brought porridge and followed him in. After some calculations, he hadn't eaten for almost three days.Although he couldn't bear to wake him up, he had to eat something.So the field reached out and shook his arm gently, calling his name.

Natsume opened his eyes slightly, and didn't even have the strength to speak.

Dechang picked him up, put him in his arms, scooped up the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, blew on it, and then opened his mouth to test the temperature. The temperature was just right, and he moved it to Natsume's mouth.

Natsume didn't have the strength to push him away, but he just sucked the spoon into his mouth and still didn't eat it.

Dechang didn't get angry, how could he get angry when he saw him so weak?

"Let's eat a little." It was the first time Dechang spoke to him with a discussion tone.

Natsume's eyelids moved, and he didn't know what to say in a very small voice, but he put his ear close to him, and what he said was "I want to go home."

"You eat first, and when you finish eating, I will take you home when you recover."

"You...don't lie to me again..."

"Okay, I won't lie to you again this time."

Natsume didn't believe it, looked at him sideways, and smiled at him, the smile was no longer so evil.

Natsume was dubious, opened his mouth, and swallowed the porridge that Chang fed him mouthful.But after eating half of it, he shook his head and said he didn't want to eat it.

Dechang said softly, "Let's eat some more."

Natsume still shook his head.

Dechang kissed his forehead, then put the porridge on the side cabinet, helped him to lie down, and covered him with the quilt.

Natsume closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while.

Dechang lay beside him, wrapped him in his arms, and stared at his eyebrows carefully.

Although he had always been interested in Natsume before, it was because of his monster power. Although he wanted to accept him into the family, if he didn't want to, he would never force him, let alone threaten him to hurt him.

"It's all because of Natori. If Natori hadn't fallen in love with Natori, how could I...how could I have found out that I like Natori so much." As he thought about it, he raised his hand and gently stroked the face of the person in his arms, fingers who had practiced bowing and arrows for a long time Callouses were rubbed on his face, and when he touched Xia Mu's face, he frowned slightly, smiled softly, straightened his fingers dotingly, and stroked him with the palm of his hand instead.Natsume's face was so slippery that people couldn't help but want to kiss it, and it also reminded people of his equally soft body, and the desire to ravage him rose again.But then I thought of his tears again, and that pitiful look was unbearable.

You have to restrain yourself, Dechang Jingsi, the Patriarch of the Dechang family can't indulge in anything like this.

At this time, the person in his arms was obedient like a kitten, curled up, no longer in a posture of resistance, but still frowning slightly.

Dechang smoothed his forehead with his palm, and his eyes revealed a tenderness that had never been seen before.

Why don't you ever smile at me, Natsume.

No matter before or after threatening you, you never smiled at me, am I so hateful?

The weather is going to get colder, this winter I