just stick to you

That Japanese crush will definitely be on msn on Friday, I must work harder and successfully ask her out to meet, don't spoil my good deeds!

"Okay, okay, hurry up, I'm about to piss out." Huh, Mingrui, you are so bold, dare to make an exchange with me as an uncle?Okay, I won't "squeeze" with you, I want to occupy that big bed by myself, and order you to sleep on the floor!

Ming Rui heard Ming Ziqiao vaguely say yes, and was overjoyed immediately, so he no longer insisted on his usual taboo, and let Ming Ziqiao pull him into the spacious bathroom on the first floor and close the door.

"Hey, I'll pee first. You can't look at it when you carry it on your back." Ming Ziqiao unzipped his trousers with one hand, and pushed Mingrui's body with the other, telling him to turn his back to him.

"You're such a jerk, who wants to see your miniature chick." I also have what you have, and the size is bigger than yours, so I'm not interested in seeing it.

When it was Mingrui's turn to urinate, Mingziqiao, who just forbade others to look at him, stood by the toilet instead, staring curiously at Mingrui's legs that had begun to develop, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Hey, hey, what are you looking at? I have this, don't you?"

Mingrui saw that Ming Ziqiao's eyes had never left his lower body since he started to unbutton his trousers, so he asked angrily, while shaking the well-developed big dick that had just released the flood with his hands:

"Does that mean you're admiring my size?"

Seeing Mingrui's ostentatious movements, Ming Ziqiao blushed in a rare way, "You, how old are you? Is your tongue big? Basically, it's still the size of a child. When I was in kindergarten, I was just like you now. Yes, hehe, they are the same size."

"Really? Lie to Xiao Ye, I don't believe it." Mingrui's Taiwanese language is very vulgar, because it was almost taught by Tu Ling, "Ming Ziqiao, to prove that you are not lying, give me now Take it out, I want to see it."

Ming Rui's unconvinced eyes made Ming Ziqiao involuntarily shrink towards the door, "I don't want it! Why should I show it to you!"

"Don't you call yourself an uncle? If you are an uncle, you can't lie to the younger generation. Be a good example for the younger generation!"

Mingrui saw that Ming Ziqiao had put his hand on the horn lock on the door and wanted to open the door and escape, so he quickly grabbed the man by his collar and carried him back to his original position, intending to do the identification by himself:

"Uncle Mini, I want to see if you really haven't lied, compare with me!"

"No! Stop touching, let go! Let go, or I will call for help!"

"Shout, it's better to call Xiaoqing, Xiaojun and Yu Rong to come and see, just let them see the little uncle who claims to have a big penis, is it a little yellow chicken that is raised here, or is it oh oh Calling a big cock?!"

Mingrui's hand and foot skills are the best of Tu Ling's true biography. Since he was a baby who could crawl, he has been wrestling with violent old men until now.

So no matter how Ming Ziqiao dodges left and right, he can't escape Mingrui's hand in front of him, touching him, and holding the hand of his trouser chain puller. Since then, he has lost all face in front of the [junior], he has long since let go of his voice and shouted, asking Tu Qing and Zeng Yurong to come and save him!

"I knew you were bragging!"

Pulling apart the tops of the inner and outer trousers until Ming Ziqiao's knees, Mingrui saw a small gun barrel that was straight, white and tender, and looked very energetic, although it was not as big as the owner claimed.

I couldn't help stretching out my fingers to pinch it, hey, it's really hard, "You...you haven't peed clean just now? Ah, otherwise why are you still hard?"

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Explosive word count means exploding word count, anyway, Zhan Zhan writes with joy...

Here is a patch by the way, so that the relatives who see the mist will know who is who:

Mingrui, Tuqing, Mingjun: They are Tuling x Mingzhen Baozi

Ming Ziqiao: Qiao Zhonglin x Ming Xingcheng's baby is so expensive

Zeng Yurong: The big bun of Zeng Yingchao x Qiao Zhijun (Ming Rong)

I used to want Papa Ming and Papa Qiao to have two children after marriage, but Papa Ming was getting older, and Zhan Zhan couldn’t bear to make him too tired, so I reduced one of the buns and gave Ming Jun directly to Ming Zhen to have children.

Also, there are too many battle pits, dear friends, please don’t rush the trembling, please? Let Zhan Zhan sprinkle some of the older pits first, and I will definitely check the trembling back and concentrate on writing, thank you. ,bow……

I'm Sticking to You - Midnight Hungry Ghost Festival [-]

(Part [-])

Ming Ziqiao was pinched and shivered all over. Apart from the cold hands that Mingrui had just washed, it was also because apart from his parents, the nanny who took care of him when he was young, and the second brother who had entrusted Yu Rong to his home for several years, there was no Someone else touched his dick!

"You! Hurry up, let go! Don't touch it!" If it wasn't for fear of embarrassment, Ming Ziqiao would have wanted to cry, but both hands were clamped by Mingrui with one hand and she couldn't break free, even if she wanted to escape!

Once nervous, the small gun barrel became more energetic.

"Don't move anymore, so what if you let me see it? I'm also a man, so why don't you be a jerk?"

Seeing the white and stiff barrel of the small cannon, Mingrui, who felt that it was different from the one before his development, suddenly became playful, and continued to touch the small pouch hidden behind the small cannon barrel, threatening like a The caterpillar kept twisting and turning Ming Ziqiao:

"Warning, don't pee on my hand, or I'll twist it up and throw it into the pot for Xiaoqing and the others to add vegetables to when they're heating the thick soup!"

"Oh, don't touch it anymore, otherwise, otherwise, woo woo, I really want to sue my brother-in-law..."

Although Ming Ziqiao really wanted to cry, those woo-woo woo-woo sounds were not crying sounds, they were felt so strange after being touched, and she couldn't help but say, "Please... I really, woo-woo, I really want to pee again. Now, let me go, woo woo woo, or I'll piss on the floor!"

"Brother, is he alright? Why did it take me so long to go to the toilet? I was starving to death." There was a sudden knock on the door, and it turned out that Tu Qing, who couldn't bear the hunger, came to urge his brother.

"Don't you know how to microwave first yourself? When I was your age, I could even fry rice." Mingrui's playfulness was immediately defeated by his younger brother's knock, and he let go of Mingzi Qiao and looked at the bathtub push.

(I'll go out first, you come out later, do you hear me?!)

Ming Ziqiao obediently shut up and nodded with red and wet eyes. Like Ming Rui, he didn't want the other three little ghosts outside the door to know what happened inside the door.

Wuwuwu, it's really embarrassing, unexpectedly, he was bullied so thoroughly by the juniors, if word got out, he wouldn't dare to come to the third brother's house in the future!

"Brother, didn't that annoying Ming Ziqiao go in with you, why are you the only one coming out?"

If people don't know, unless they do nothing, Ming Rui now understands what kind of embarrassing occasions this sentence should be used.

Damn, Tu Qing, can your thief eyes not be so sharp?

Mingrui kept the microwave oven running, lit the fire under the soup pot, poked his head and kept stirring very busy, without even looking at Tu Qing:

"He said he wanted to have diarrhea after urinating, so I came out first."

"Oh, he has diarrhea? He deserves it."

Tu Qing first took out a few pairs of forks and spoons from the dishwasher, and then stood by the microwave oven waiting for the meal to heat up. Seeing the busy figure of his eldest brother who kept his back turned to him, he remembered that he seemed to have heard Ming Ziqiao wailing outside the bathroom door just now, Chirping and saying that he wants to sue his father, could it be that the elder brother really made up his mind not to worry about his father's power, and took the opportunity to punish that stinky brat?

"Brother, he eats the same thing as us. He has diarrhea. Did you give him the medicine?" Tu Qing asked in a low voice as he moved closer to his brother.

"How is it possible, you pig's head is so bad at reading, it's fine to think about it all day long. There's only medicine for strengthening the stomach and intestines at home. Where can I find laxatives to give him?"

Mingrui raised his hand and gave Tuqing a chestnut with his knuckles, just at this moment, the sound of the microwave oven reaching the end also rang.

"Don't quarrel with me here, let's eat the already hot plate, you need calories to replenish your IQ."

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts... Big brother, you beat your own brother for him, you will regret it, and when you are framed by him and beaten by your father, I won't help you of!"

"Ah Shan, you're annoying enough." Mingrui put his palm against the pig's head and pushed away Tu Qing who was still lingering beside him, "If I relied on your words to save me, it would be long before you were born. , was beaten to death countless times by the old man.”

Tu Qing wanted to continue talking, but Ming Rui, who didn't want anyone to bother him, just threw away the ladle and kicked his legs. Tu Qing, who was not his opponent, didn't even have time to carry the plate, so he was kicked out of the kitchen by his brother.

When Ming Rui, who was chasing after his brother kicked him, drove people out of the kitchen door, he looked up and scanned the living room, and found that he didn't see Ming Ziqiao. , Feeling a little cramp in the stomach, now it finally relaxes comfortably.

Before returning to the stove, put the hot soup in a bowl, Mingrui called the three people in the living room to come over and sit at the dining table to eat, Yu Rong, who was the slowest to sit down, just sat down, at this moment, he just wanted to keep away from Mingziqiao to avoid suspicion Mingrui thought and thought, and had no choice but to ask Ming Ziqiao, who should be considered the best, to go upstairs to invite the little ancestor.

Zeng Yurong nodded obediently, got up without delay and walked upstairs quickly. Mingjun, who hadn't been accompanied by her cousin for a few seconds, saw her elder brother dispatching her dear cousin, and began to get angry with her mouth:

"Cousin Rong is a guest, how can elder brother ask him to do something?"

"It's just to ask your little uncle to come down to eat fried rice, it's nothing to do, rice