Rebirth of Chopping

Yang Hao knew why Yang Qingyu felt hot all over.

He pulled Yang Qingyu, who was lying motionless in the bathtub, into his arms, kissed his overheated skin gently, and put a hand around Yang Qingyu's waist to firmly fix him in front of him, The other hand slid down the waist to the hidden part.

After touching the scales that were more delicate than other places, Yang Hao felt very good when he saw Yang Qingyu frowning in his arms. He gently held Yang Qingyu's moist lips, The movements of the hands are more gentle.

"Hmm..." The feeling of the fine scales being gently pushed aside made Yang Qingyu make a vague sound, and his cry was turned into a slight whimper by Yang Hao's kiss.

The slender fingers inserted into the secret place, and Yang Hao's lips let go of Yang Qingyu, who was about to breathe hard.

"Ah..." He clearly uttered a sound that can only be made by a human being, and Yang Qingyu's expression at this moment was as if he was about to cry.

"...Little stupid fish." With a gentle tone, Yang Hao began to gently poke Yang Qingyu's fragile stem hidden under the scales with his fingers.

Yang Qingyu was still in a coma, but the strong pleasure made him struggle in Yang Hao's arms. He subconsciously wanted to get rid of Yang Hao's hand teasing his fragile organs, but after struggling, he found that He couldn't get out of the embrace that held him captive.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Yang Hao carefully bit Yang Qingyu's white neck exposed in front of him, his hot breath was a little unsteady: "Why are you struggling?"

Naturally, Yang Qingyu would not answer Yang Hao's words. His fish tail was swaying vigorously because of the strong pleasure, but he couldn't break free because his upper body was held tightly in Yang Hao's arms.

"No...don't..." With a hoarse voice came out of Yang Qingyu's mouth, even in his sleep, he felt that he was about to be killed by this intense pleasure.

"Why not?" Yang Hao's voice became very low. He felt that Yang Qingyu's body was getting tighter and tighter. Being familiar with the mermaid's body, he naturally knew what was going on, so the movements of his hands were more gentle.

"Ah!!" With a sharp cry, Yang Qingyu's body convulsed violently.

Yang Hao washed the white liquid off his hand with water, and kissed Yang Qingyu's lips again.

"Hmm." Yang Qingyu's eyelashes trembled violently, he was limp in Yang Hao's arms, the abnormal blush on his face seemed to have dissipated.

"..." probably understood Liu Xiahui's entangled mood, and Yang Hao pinched Yang Qingyu's nose with affection, and called softly: "Little fish, grow up."

Holding Yang Qingyu in his arms, Yang Hao leaned his head on his shoulder and fell asleep with Yang Qingyu in a drowsy sleep.

Yang Qingyu woke up the next day.

In the second half of the night, those dreams that haunted him and made him unable to sleep were expelled due to unknown reasons, and his tired body was hugged in a warm embrace. When he woke up, he finally did not feel mentally exhausted. feel.But this comfort was quickly replaced by a feeling of panic.

The moment Yang Qingyu realized that it was Yang Hao who was holding him behind him, his whole body stiffened uncontrollably.

Yang Hao hugged him in his arms and leaned his head on his shoulder. Yang Qingyu carefully turned his head and saw Yang Hao's peaceful sleeping face.

He never thought that he would have the opportunity to look at his father so closely.

The person who was once as unattainable as a god was leaning on his shoulder at this moment, his stretched sleeping face actually had a hint of childishness. I don't know what he dreamed of, and the small dimple at the corner of his mouth added an indescribable feeling to his whole face. bright sense.

Yang Qingyu felt a little confused, is this person really his father Yang Hao?

"Are you awake?" Yang Hao, who was leaning on Yang Qingyu's body with his eyes still closed, suddenly said, "Is there any discomfort?"

"It's gone." The two words blurted out from his mouth, and Yang Qingyu's eyes widened instantly because of the two words he said.

"Looks like I can talk." Yang Hao wrapped Yang Qingyu's waist in his arms with his hands, and his tone was different from the usual doting: "Listen to me again?"

Yang Qingyu didn't speak. When he uttered those two words, he couldn't help but fell into a kind of extreme anxiety - should he tell Yang Hao that he is Yang Qingyu? ?

"Since you don't feel uncomfortable, let's eat something first." Seeing Yang Qingyu's complicated expression, Yang Hao had a strange look in his eyes.

"Yes." Yang Qingyu replied in a low voice.

Yang Hao let go of Yang Qingyu, and stood up from the bathtub filled with water. His clothes were wrinkled and ugly after lying in the bathtub all night, and a lot of water was still dripping.

So when Yang Hao started to take off his clothes, Yang Qingyu almost jumped out of the bathtub in fright, he screamed like a woman who was molested: "Why are you taking off your clothes?"

"It's wet." Looking very innocent, Yang Hao looked at Yang Qingyu seemingly puzzled: "What do you think I'm doing?"

"..." Yang Qingyu was at a loss for words, his whole face flushed red.

"Hahaha..." Yang Hao, who took off his shirt and exposed his strong chest, laughed out loud when he saw Yang Qingyu's appearance. He took the bath towel hanging on the side and put it on his body, and walked out of the bathroom with a smile, leaving Yang Qingyu behind. Qingyu sat awkwardly in the bathtub alone.

"Today's fish hasn't been brought over yet, let's eat it first." Not long after, Yang Hao walked into the bathroom again with a big plate, which contained some fresh fruits, which looked very delicious .

Yang Qingyu looked at Yang Hao, who was expressionless again, and the fruit in his hand, and carefully took a red apple from the plate.

The crisp taste and sweet juice of "Gacha" made Yang Qingyu wipe out the apple in his hand very quickly. Looking at the small apple core, Yang Qingyu turned his eyes to the plate held by Yang Hao again ...

"Do you still want to eat?" Yang Hao picked out a bunch of full-colored grapes from the plate. He looked at Yang Qingyu's expectant eyes with interest, and said with a half-smile, "Do you want grapes?"

"Grape..." Yang Qingyu nodded slightly.

"A kiss, a bunch of grapes." Yang Hao's tone didn't sound like he was joking.

"..." Yang Qingyu's eyes widened.

"No?" Putting a grape into his mouth, Yang Hao said, "It's very sweet."

...very hungry and want to eat.Yang Qingyu swallowed...but asking him to kiss Yang Hao...it was simply impossible.

"It seems that you really don't want to eat it." Yang Hao started to stuff grapes into his mouth one by one, Yang Hao was expressionless, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Hello." Yang Qingyu suddenly said.

"Huh? You agree?" Yang Hao raised his eyebrows.

"You didn't spit out your skin." Yang Qingyu pointed out the problem sharply.

"..." Yang Hao didn't know what expression he should make.

"..." So the two of them stared with wide eyes.

"Forget it..." As if he had no choice but to take Yang Qingyu, Yang Hao shook his head helplessly: "Eat." He handed the plate full of fruits to Yang Qingyu, and Yang Hao stretched out his hand to touch Yang Qingyu. Qingyu's head.

Yang Qingyu was naturally not polite.He carefully took the plate from Yang Hao, and began to stuff fruit into his mouth... He was really hungry.Because he was too involved in eating, he didn't protest against Yang Hao touching his head.

Yang Hao looked at Yang Qingyu's devotion to eating, and the pampering look in his eyes became more obvious.

He thinks this is very good, Yang Qingyu will not resist his love, he also has someone who can accompany him, this kind of transaction is already a very good win-win situation.

When Yang Qingyu barely filled his stomach, he realized that his hands were full of sweet and greasy fruit juice. Like a child, Yang Qingyu stuffed his fingers into his mouth reflexively, wanting to get rid of the sticky juice on his hands. Lick the gooey juice clean.

Yang Hao stopped Yang Qingyu's movement, he put Yang Qingyu's finger into his mouth, and licked the sweet and greasy juice on it with his soft tongue.

"Very sweet." When returning his hand to Yang Qingyu, Yang Hao was very calm.

"..." Yang Qingyu's eyes widened.

"Are you full?" Yang Hao asked with concern, as if he felt that there was nothing wrong with his actions just now.

But Yang Hao seemed to be the only one who thought there was nothing wrong with the action just now. Yang Qingyu felt that the fingers that Yang Hao had licked were about to fall off his body, and the soft and moist touch of his tongue seemed to be still on it. Yang Qingyu quietly hid his hands behind his back.

"..." Unexpectedly, he discovered that his originally mature eldest son had a tendency to become younger after turning into a mermaid. Yang Hao felt like he couldn't laugh or cry. He stretched out his hand and touched Yang Qingyu's forehead that was no longer hot. , and continued to ask: "Are you full? Is there any discomfort?"

Yang Qingyu nodded cautiously, then shook his head again.

"...Speak." Yang Hao's tone was a bit gritted.

"Eat... full." Yang Qingyu's voice was pitifully soft: "No... uncomfortable."

"Yeah." Relieved a little, Yang Hao said, "You can't leave the water for too long, just stay in the water first."

"..." Yang Qingyu lowered his head, wondering if he had the right to choose.

"Call me if you don't want to stay in the water anymore." Yang Hao was extremely helpless against Yang Qingyu's passive resistance: "I'll take you out."

"...I don't want to stay in the water." Yang Qingyu spoke human language with difficulty: "I want...to watch TV."

"Okay." After a moment of silence, Yang Hao agreed to Yang Qingyu's request.

He hugged Yang Qingyu in his arms, and regardless of the fact that he was still dripping, he walked into the living room, put him on the soft sofa, and handed him the remote control: "Come on, watch TV."

Yang Qingyu's expression was extremely surprised at that moment. He looked at Yang Hao, and then at the remote control in Yang Hao's hand. After hesitating for a long time, he still took the remote control. ...he really, really doesn't want to be a real fish, so even if it's an illusion, let him at least do something human would do.