Tigers ban coveting

Moved from the bathroom to the unmade bed and put back in the bathtub.

Layers of warm water sprayed out from the edge of the bath, shaking the ground.

Duan Wu was locked in his arms, surrendering willingly, screaming, and crying.

The villain who bullied him breathed out and kissed the dewy rose.

Weakness of limbs, loss of consciousness.

Thinking about why he would take the initiative to propose such a suggestion before, it is simply terrible.

Duan Wushou, hooligan, shameless, and scum scolded all around, his throat was dry and he spoke incoherently.In the end, he could only hook his neck and bite his shoulder hard to divert his attention.

Dense teeth marks were left on the solid muscles, telling how bad this person really is.

Ling Junhan did all kinds of bad things, but he kept coaxing: "Good boy, it will be fine soon."

"That's what I said an hour ago!" Duan Wuqing complained mercilessly, his voice was soft, as if he was acting like a baby.

This person is too bad, untrustworthy, and has no sense of time.

"It's not that I'm afraid that I won't be able to sleep through the night, good people and good deeds will be done to the end." The words were high-sounding, and the sophistry revealed a smell of a scumbag.

Duan Wu's legs were trembling, and he could hardly sit still in the water ski.The water splashed violently, and he opened his mouth in a daze, unable to make a sound.

After a long time, he blinked, and his eyes gradually became clear.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and then couldn't help leaning forward to kiss for a while.

Duan Wu took a breath, and the frenzied viscera finally calmed down slowly, and fell back to reality.

I don't know what the estrus period of other animals is like, anyway, he has taken off his strength, his body is soft, his eyes are red, and he has been tossed hard.

As a jungle tiger, it is a bit embarrassing.

The face of the king of the forest has completely lost face in his life.

Ling Junhan put his arms around his waist, lowered his head to lick off the water marks overflowing from the end of his eyes, and praised him in a satisfied tone: "The crying baby is so beautiful."

His eyes were red and covered with a layer of mist, looking pitiful and lovable.

"Pervert." Duan Wu's ears were red, and he moaned and cursed, "I have no strength."

Comfortable is comfortable, but it takes too much energy.

"Squeamish, you should go to the barracks to practice more." Ling Junhan poured some water on him, Nai helped him wash off the stickiness on his body, and carefully finished the follow-up cleaning work.

The water temperature was comfortable, Duan Wu lazily leaned against the edge of the bath, shook his tail and threatened: "Why don't I try to change back now?"

"Farewell, happy spring night, leave me some sweet memories." Ling Junhan's scalp tingled instantly when he thought of those sharp tiger claws.

Duan Wu snorted arrogantly, enjoying the belated and considerate service.

He rested his forehead on his shoulder, touched Ling Junhan's scar with his fingertips, and said with some pain: "It seems that a scar is really going to be left."

"It's okay, as long as there are no scars on your body." Ling Junhan picked him up from the water, wrapped him in the towel next to him, carried him into the room, and put him in the middle of the bed.

He lowered his head and touched his forehead and said, "Don't move, I'll help you re-wrap the gauze."

Duan Wu was a little dazed, leaning lazily on the head of the bed, his eyesight was slack.

Like a marionette, he let Ling Junhan pull his wrist up, apply medicine, and re-bandage.

In the previous process, the injured right hand has been taken good care of.

Ling Junhan was afraid of touching the wound, so he always pinched his wrist and pressed it aside, which added a different kind of fun.

After everything was dealt with, the dim yellow desk lamp by the bed was finally extinguished and fell into the night again.

Ling Junhan hugged him from behind, held him in a quite safe posture, and became tender: ", I love you."

"Me too..." Duan Wu couldn't say it, swallowed the words again, vaguely said, and hummed.

Knowing that he was shy, Ling Junhan didn't force him, but just rubbed his head with his hands, and kissed his earlobe, "Go to sleep."

When Duan Wu woke up, his consciousness was in a trance, like a hangover.

He struggled to open his eyes and looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly outside, making his eyes sour.

It took a few seconds for him to slowly remember what happened last night, some fragments flashed through his mind, and his face flushed with shame.

Why, out of nowhere, suddenly obeyed.

After touching the back, the tail is gone, it seems that the hot flashes during the estrus period have temporarily receded.He covered his head with the quilt and savored it carefully, and it seemed that it was not bad.

Moving the palm to the left, the bed next to it was empty, even Yu Wen was gone.

Scumbag, run away after sleeping.

Duan Wu cursed a few words, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost hit the ground with his head.

He propped up the bed, raised his eyes and met the eyes of the person sitting at the desk opposite him, with a shy expression on his face.

"...didn't leave?" Duan Wu said, his voice was hoarse as if it had been split open, like a broken gong.

He glanced at the time on the wall, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon after a long sleep.

Ling Junhan didn't speak, just raised his eyes slightly to stare at the invisible person.Starting from the neck, it was full of small hickey marks, which were particularly eye-catching on the fair skin.

Especially on that slender waist, there are very faint finger marks in the small concave arc.

It seems to have gone too far.

He froze for a second, then smiled and said, "Today I work at home and don't go anywhere. If I leave someone alone, I'd be a real scumbag."

"He was a scumbag." Duan Wu muttered in a low voice.

Ling Junhan didn't bother to argue with him, closed the document he was reading, and asked, "Don't run around today, just rest at home."

"Oh, I'm going to the toilet." Duan Wu pulled off the nightgown at the head of the bed and put it on his body, the size was too big.

Trembling, he straddled his sore calf and moved towards the bathroom with difficulty.

Ling Junhan pushed the swivel chair away, quickly walked over to support him, and said softly, "I'll accompany you."

"No, I'm not a child, and I need someone to accompany me when I go to the bathroom." Duan Wu stubbornly shook off him, and moved two steps pretending to be calm.

"It's really not a child anymore." Ling Junhan raised the corners of his mouth, and discussed: "I took your temperature in the morning, and the fever has subsided. There is porridge in the kitchen, should I go downstairs and bring it to eat?"

"Pretending to be a good person, look what you've made of me!" Duan Wu pointed at the marks on his body and cursed in a low voice.

Ling Junhan loosened his nightgown, turned his back to him, and said lightly: "Then look at the masterpiece?"

"..." Duan Wu raised his eyes with a cold face, and fell silent for a moment.

The broad back is full of staggered scratches.On the shoulder, the teeth marks bitten off were smeared with bruises.It's like being beaten up.

In comparison, he is more like a beast.

"Okay, let's get even." Master Duan Wu had a lot, and decided not to argue with him anymore.

He pushed the person away and moved into the toilet, after dawdling and washing, he lay back on the bed again.

I have no energy, I don't want to move at all.

Duan Wu was so coquettish that he leaned against the head of the bed with his nightgown hanging loosely on his shoulders, acting like a beautiful puppet.

Ling Junhan went downstairs to help him warm up the porridge and brought it up, sitting on the edge of the bed, serving him like a princess, feeding him with small sips.

"It's tasteless." Duan curled his lips without dislike, and swallowed the porridge.

Ling Junhan persistently fed food into his mouth, Nai said: "It's a sensitive period, like yesterday, it's better to eat lightly."

Duan raised his eyes without vigilance, and questioned: "You know quite well, are you very experienced?"

Ling Junhan couldn't help laughing, and inexplicably smelled the smell of flying vinegar again, and explained: "I said it was my first love, what experience can I have. In the morning, I asked Ye Fei about precautions, and I was cramming."

He woke up very early, and the long-term military training was a cushion, and the few hours of exercise the first night were not considered physical work.

It's just that the baby was in his arms, and he wanted to be a faint king again, so he lay down and fell asleep again.

Refreshing is comfort.

When he woke up again, Duan Wu was still sleeping with his eyes closed, looking really exhausted.

He was inexperienced, so he harassed people early in the morning, made a list of possible problems in detail, and sent them to Ye Fei all at once.

It was inevitable that he would be ridiculed, but he had a thick skin and was fearless.

Duan Wu opened his mouth, and raised his voice in embarrassment and indignation: "Why do you have to ask someone about this kind of thing, can't you search it online?"

It's so embarrassing. It probably didn't take long for the whole world to know that he became an adult overnight, and he was the one who was oppressed.

The tiger man set collapsed and lost all prestige.

"Searching online is unreliable. It's more reassuring to ask someone who has been here." Ling Junhan fed the last spoonful of porridge into his mouth, put the bowl aside, and wiped his mouth carefully.

"After eating, I want to continue to sleep, I'm so sleepy." Duan Wu shrank his head, feeling sleepy again.

Ling Junhan lifted the quilt, took out a tube of ointment from the bag next to it, and said implicitly, "Apply the medicine before going to sleep."

Duan Wu closed his eyes, and replied lazily: "My hand injury is almost healed, no need."

"It's not about wiping your hands, it's about wiping here..." Ling Junhan put on his pajamas and found the location precisely. "I checked it in the morning, and it was a little swollen. I slept soundly at that time, so I didn't touch you."

Duan Wu dodged, shyly said: "Is this also asking Brother Ye?"

"I didn't ask that, and I'm not that stupid." Ling Junhan smiled, put a layer of ointment on his fingertips, and applied it directly.

Duan Wu gave up on himself and let his actions go.

It was just a chill, like a cold wind swept by, and it felt weird.

After applying the medicine, he lay back on the quilt again, with something on his stomach, but it didn't feel that uncomfortable.

He squinted his eyes and took a nap, feeling drowsy, and heard Ling Junhan seem to be talking to someone, but his voice was so low that he couldn't hear clearly.

Eyelids are heavy, too lazy to open.

When the drowsiness receded a little, he opened his eyes in a daze, and called the person across the room: "Ling Junhan."

I don't know why I called him over, the first second I woke up, I opened my mouth subconsciously.

Ling Junhan walked quickly to the bed, staring at the sleepy-eyed child, with disheveled hair and red and swollen eyes that did not subside.

It looks dull and silly, but it can't help but soften into a piece.

He lowered his head and kissed his lips, and murmured in a low voice, "So cute."

I don't know why, facing Duan Wu, the more I get along with him, the more I like him, it's hard to extricate myself, it's almost hopeless.

He never thought that he would like someone so much.

Duan Wuwai leaned on his shoulder and hugged him for a while like a boneless one.

Grinding his teeth mischievously, he opened his mouth to bite him, and said vaguely: "Who came just now, I heard talking."

"No one came, I answered a call." Ling Junhan pressed his lower lip, and said calmly: "My mother said, let me take my daughter-in-law home for dinner today."