[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

Su Zhuo raised his eyes, and his gaze was fixed on the tip of Sancho's tongue, as if he instantly remembered the slippery feeling of the tip of his tongue when two people kissed.

Unconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Su Zhuo quickly looked away, and stretched out his hand to tie the obscene clothes on the little mermaid.

It can be seen that the line of sight slid down and landed on Sancho's bright and clean chest. On the honey-colored skin, two spots of red occupy each side, and the blush seems to smudge on Su Zhuo's heart, itching.

Going down, the little one already had symptoms of raising his head, Su Zhuo could only feel that when his nose became hot, the bright red heat flowed down uncontrollably, dripping onto his pure white underwear, between his legs Leave two spots of blood.

"Ah, Su Zhuo, why do you have a nosebleed." Sancho was stunned, and after realizing it, he hurriedly wiped him with his sleeve.

But the more I wiped, the blood that dripped down had already smudged a large piece.

"Su Zhuo, I can't stop, what should I do?" Sancho was about to cry, but Su Zhuo just looked at him, didn't move, and let the nosebleed flow down.

"Uuuuuuuuuu...it's all my fault." Sancho's eyes were red, and tears slowly gathered.

He only wanted to seduce Su Zhuo when he saw that he was suffocated. He didn't expect that it would become a murder scene.

Hearing the cry of the little mermaid, Su Zhuo reacted instantly, quickly pulled his open chest up, clutched the fabric in his hand, then raised his head, slowly stopped the nosebleed.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, I'm fine, I just got angry recently."

Just as Su Zhuo stopped the nosebleed, he hugged the little mermaid into his arms with blood on his face, and patted him on the back lightly.

"I'm sorry." Sancho sobbed slightly when he saw that his nosebleed had stopped, "I just wanted to seduce you because you were holding back so badly, I didn't... didn't want to make your nosebleed .”

Sancho huddled in Su Zhuo's arms, lowered his head, saw the glaring blood on his pants, felt even more guilty, and subconsciously wiped it with his hands.

The wet blood stained Sancho's hands, but the red color that had soaked into the fabric could not be wiped clean, so Sancho could only use his sleeve to wipe off as much as possible.

"seduce??"

Su Zhuo's body froze. He didn't expect that today's Qiao Qiao did it on purpose. He endured it for a long time and was afraid that Qiao Qiao would resist that matter. Could it be that Qiao Qiao... also thought about it?

A touch of ecstasy rose in Su Zhuo's heart. Just as he was about to ask, there was a pair of small hands rubbing back and forth under his body through a thin layer of cloth. The fiery feeling slowly came up, and Su Zhuo's breathing became a little hot.

"Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao, look at me." Su Zhuo grabbed his hand, forcing San Qiao to look up and face him.

Sancho nodded with red eyes, and there were still some unformed tears on the slender eyelashes.

"Are you... willing?" Su Zhuo repeated, "Are you willing to do it with me?"

He remembered that last time, he couldn't help kissing the little mermaid, but the little mermaid pushed him away, so after talking with Jun Yi, he didn't mention it again.

"Yes." Sancho blushed a little, lowered his head shyly and said in a low voice, "Chu Han said that if a man holds it in for too long, it will break."

After all, now that Sancho has accepted to be with Su Zhuo, it will be done sooner or later. If Su Zhuo is really suffocated, it will be bad.

Sancho has observed his own, it is too small...it should be unusable.

Su Zhuo was overjoyed when he heard that he was willing, and no matter what he said later, he pulled Sancho into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Jojo, I love you."

Sancho whispered "hmm" in his ear, "I know."

San Qiao's body was covered with a large obscene garment, and Su Zhuo was naked again. The two hugged each other, their skins stuck together without any barriers. on the lower abdomen.

Finally couldn't help it, Su Zhuo kissed Sancho's neck one after another, from neck to cheek, and finally landed on his lips. He supported Sancho's waist, turned around and gently put him down on the bed.

Su Zhuo propped up his body slightly with his arms, covering his body, his skin rubbed against him vaguely, but he didn't put all the weight of his body on him.

His little mermaid is small and soft, Su Zhuo is afraid that he is too heavy to crush him.

Sancho gasped a little unbearably, hooked one leg around Su Zhuo's waist, wrapped his arms around his neck, and panted with his head raised.

The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher, and the heavy panting was intertwined with moans that seemed to be in pain and joy, and it didn't stop until midnight.

Su Zhuo finally vented, hugged the sticky little mermaid for a while, then got up and put on his clothes, picked up the sleeping person and got up.

Soaking in it, he gently used his fingers to draw out the things in Sancho's body, washed his body before drying it and hugging him back.

Put it on the bed and wait for the little mermaid's body to dry completely and return to white and tender legs. Su Zhuo carefully applied some medicine to him, and hugged him to sleep without dressing him.

The next morning, Su Zhuo woke up and moved slightly, the person in his arms was still asleep.

He looked at the sky outside and it was getting late. He was afraid that the little mermaid would wake up hungry, so he got up slowly and started cooking.

San Qiao slept on the arm of the pillow all night, and now Su Zhuo's arm was numb and unconscious, so he moved slowly, pulled his arm out, and then dragged San Qiao's head with his hands, moving slowly onto the pillow.

Even though his movements were as gentle as possible, he still couldn't control the strength of the arm that had no feeling. Sancho was awakened, and opened his eyes to look at him in a daze.

Su Zhuo touched his face, leaned over, pecked Sancho's lips lightly, and said softly: "Go to sleep, I'll make you something to eat, or you'll be hungry when you wake up."

Sancho nodded, then pulled his head and kissed him before letting Su Zhuo leave.

Su Zhuo went to the kitchen and started to cook. Not long after, Chu Han pushed the door in with little Su Yan in his arms, followed by Jun Yi in red.

"Master woke up, how did you feel last night?" Chu Han walked to the kitchen door with little Su Yan in his arms, blinking meaningfully.

He came over twice this morning, but Su Zhuo, who was supposed to get up early to make breakfast in the past, never got up, so he had to do it next door, and then fed little Suyan some goat milk before coming here.

"Yeah." Su Zhuo didn't look at him, and nodded casually while cutting the things in his hand, and then continued, "Last night, Qiao Qiao was tired and didn't wake up, so Yanyan, you can continue to take it with you today."

"......what?"

Chu Han, who was about to tease just now, widened his eyes, looked at little Su Yan in his arms in surprise, and then looked bitter.

This child was spoiled by Qiao Qiao, he was allowed to sleep during the day, and he would be refreshed at night when he was full of sleep. Last night, Chu Han slept with him, was woken up in the middle of the night, and played with him forcefully until early morning before falling asleep again. .

"Aren't you a godfather? Recently, Yanyan left it to you." Su Zhuo said mercilessly without raising his head.

Chu Han's lips parted, but he realized that he had nothing to refute, and then he responded.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave with his head down, Chu Han thought for a while and then raised his head and said in a low voice: "Master, tomorrow will be New Year's Eve, and Qiao Qiao still said that he wants to watch the year. Then Jojo will cry for you."

After speaking, before Su Zhuo could do anything, Chu Han hurriedly left, and dragged away Jun Yi who was looking at the room in a daze.

After leaving the courtyard and returning to the house next door, Chu Han turned around and looked at Lord Demon Lord behind him, hesitating to speak.

Before Jun Yi frowned and was about to ask, he put the child in his arms directly into Jun Yi's hand.

"I was tortured for half the night last night, and now I'm so sleepy, I'll leave it to you, and I'll go to sleep for a while."

"I won't." Jun Yi looked at the little baby in his arms who was still sucking his fingers, feeling a little disgusted, "Look for yourself."

"Oh, I'm so sleepy, I'll just sleep for a while, and get up soon." Chu Han knew that Jun Yi would not be soft and hard, and would tell him that he was useless, so he quickly took two steps back: "Take care of him , don’t let him sleep anymore, just tease him when he’s sleepy, or you’ll torment me again at night.”

Chu Han quickly ran back into the room, closed the door tightly, and left Jun Yi in the yard looking at the baby in his hand.

Jun Yi looked at the child belonging to Su Zhuo and Qiao Qiao in his hand, and was slightly absent-minded. After a long time, he finally sighed, and helplessly carried the baby into his room to watch.

There are many things of the demon clan, even here, someone will send them to Jun Yi regularly, and Jun Yi sits in the room and flips through the letters in his hand.

The little milk doll that he hangs alone on the bed, babbling and entertaining himself, every time he gets tired from playing, Jun Yi will find out in advance when he is about to fall asleep, and then tease him with a piece of paper I feel refreshed again.

There was an inexplicable harmony in the movement and stillness in the room.

Tired from looking at it for a long time, Jun Yi raised his head, rubbed his sore neck, and inadvertently turned his head to see the little milk doll holding up two small hands, and he couldn't help but think that if he also had a What would it be like, kid.

There is a secret method in the Demon Race that can make a man pregnant, so whether it is a man or a woman, if Jun Yi wants to have a child, many people are willing to give him a child, but he is inexplicably repulsed.

Until today, he suddenly discovered that maybe having a child is a good thing, and he would definitely not be like his father, who would ignore the child.

Jun Yi leaned over and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the baby on the bed from top to bottom.

Xiao Suyan was also a little excited seeing him, and stretched out two chubby hands, wanting to play with him.

Jun Yi tentatively stretched out his hand, and then was caught in the palm of a small hand, pulling it into his mouth.

Before putting it in his mouth, Jun Yi quickly withdrew his hand, and then looked at his fingertips in a daze.

The soft chubby hand just now was able to wrap one of his fingers, and the warm touch seemed to spread from the fingertips to his heart. This kind of feeling was a bit strange, and he had never felt it before.

The things in his hand suddenly disappeared, Xiao Suyan didn't eat anything, he opened his hand in a daze for a moment, then tears slowly gathered in his eyes, and cried out with a "wow".

The loud cry made Jun Yi beside him tremble.Yuzu: "Xiao Zhuozi, can you do it?"

Xiao Zhuozi: "A man can't say no."