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It doesn't matter, daddy likes you no matter what. "

Tang Qianjia hugged him with a low voice, and climbed his legs to his waist: "Daddy, I want it."

Tang Ziao's hand was loose underneath, and he stabbed a finger in. Tang Qianjia was strongly repelled by the place where he hadn't received foreign objects for many years. He clamped the finger tightly and kept squeezing, trying to expel him.With the last trace of clarity, the sweat on Tang Ziao's forehead was dripping down, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Jiajia, does it hurt? Don't do it here, when you get home, use some lubricating ointment, okay?" good?"

In fact, he was the one who couldn't stand it even more. He felt that his lower body was about to explode in pain, he was shaking all over his body, and his eyes were already blood red, but he still maintained his rationality. He was afraid, afraid that he would hurt this child, afraid that he would Injured, whether physically or psychologically, in short, he wronged himself a hundred times, and he was unwilling to wrong that child.

"No, I want it now, just wait, it's okay, you can add another finger." Tang Qianjia smiled, held his avatar, and gently rubbed it for him, wrapping his avatar in a soft in the palm of your hand.

Two, three.

Neither of them felt well. However, Tang Qianjia's body, which had been trained for many years, gradually adapted. It seemed that his body, which had been sleeping for a long time, recalled the feeling of the past. His back acupuncture point began to secrete intestinal fluid, which made it easier for Tang Ziao's finger to enter.

Inside, it was slippery and fiery. Tang Ziao insisted on expanding with his powerful spiritual power. He knew that there was nothing to lubricate it here. It will not hurt the people under him, so that he is willing and capable.Otherwise, he would rather go to the cold water by himself than continue.

When the three fingers could easily come in and out behind him, he finally exhaled the breath he had been holding back for a long time, lowered his head to enclose Tang Qianjia's earlobe, and asked suggestively, "Jiajia, did I go in?" It was a hint and an inquiry.

"En." Tang Qianjia closed her eyes, relaxed her body, her legs were tensely wrapped around his waist, her little face was red, and she was already ready.

When the finger was pulled out, there was a puffing sound, and some intestinal juice was brought out, which flowed down Tang Qianjia's body onto the quilt.

The emptiness at that moment made Tang Qianjia very uneasy. At this moment, he thought of many things, Qiyalou, Su Jie, that small world, the needle in his hand, and every day. There is only vegetables and porridge every day and the stomach is not full.That feeling was so strong that it made his sad heart tingle. He trembled, hugged the person on his body tightly, raised his waist, and catered to him.

When entering, Tang Qianjia couldn't help but shed tears. The feeling of fulfillment made his tears burst through the embankment instantly like flooding water.

The vacant part of life seemed to be filled in, he groaned softly, and his ten fingers drew traces on Tang Ziao's back, he almost didn't even have the strength to reach out and continue to hug, the fullness and weight at this moment made him I feel like I want nothing more in my life.

In the past, he was afraid and even hated the union between men, because what it brought him was the swollen and cold helplessness after the cold jade pillar pierced it, but this person was different. He was born in this world, survived because of this person, and escaped because of this person. After he entered, it was not a cold, hard dead thing, but a fiery, pulsating thing that made him feel warm. , a full and wonderful life.

Tang Qianjia's tears didn't stop, almost uncontrollable, he hugged Tang Ziao tightly, and cried out, not because of pain, not because of sadness, but because of happiness and satisfaction.

sweet pastries

In fact, it didn't hurt at all, it was swollen, and there was a sense of satisfaction from being filled, but for some reason, Tang Qianjia couldn't help but burst into tears, like a river flooding, flowing non-stop.

Tang Ziao hugged him, kissing his face over and over again, eyebrow arch, eyelid, eyelashes, nose bridge, lips, chin, ear, not at all erotic, full of pity and tolerance.It made him cry more fiercely.

Tang Ziao smiled wryly: "Does it hurt?"

Qian Jia shook her head, sobbing, almost speechless.

Tang Ziao didn't withdraw, if he could withdraw as if he didn't care about it under such circumstances, then either he didn't love this person, or he couldn't do it anymore.But he was neither, so even though he thought the child was in some pain and cried, he still didn't give up.

He was careful, patient, and kissed him.

The soft lips fell on the skin like flower petals. Tang Qianjia opened her teary eyes and looked at the man above her head who was holding back his desire because of his crying, and remained motionless.He wasn't in pain, he wanted to explain, but he couldn't speak at all, he could only reach out, hug him, and start to shrink back.

Tang Ziao snorted a few times: "Did I move?"

Qian Jia didn't speak, she moved her lips to his and kissed him, silently encouraging.

Tang Ziao didn't have many skills and postures, not many tricks, no, no tricks at all, he just followed the instinct of his body after Tang Qianjia nodded.

He forcefully plundered, slammed, directly and powerfully charged, devoured, and bit, and he refused to stop for a moment.Tang Qianjia was powerless to dance with him. He could not use all the methods of pleasing people that Su Jie had taught him, and they had no effect at all, because he could only follow that person except for uttering broken and crying moans. Move with a strong rhythm.

It's just that he was up, and then he was down, without sideways, back, or other skills, Tang Qianjia was lying on the bed, her legs were wrapped around Tang Ziao's waist, and soft cotton was stuffed under her slightly raised waist It was Tang Ziao holding his buttocks and rushing forward non-stop, that's all.

But it was these simple and direct movements that made Tang Qianjia's whole body limp into a ball, almost like the gurgling stream, soft and soft.

How can it be so comfortable?

Comfortable, he moaned without hesitation, even if he would be called lewd; comfortable, he wanted to continue to cry, even though his eyes were so hot that he could hardly see clearly; comfortable, he wanted to lie under this man forever and feel His toughness, his tenderness, and his pity, even if he will never see anyone else in this life.

Tang Qianjia's consciousness was scattered, and in his flickering eyes, he was always looking at the man's solid and powerful chest and those dark eyes that exuded fiery and indulgence.Tang Qianjia smiled, this man was obsessed with him, intoxicated with him, out of control because of him, he liked this feeling, he liked that he put aside those so-called ethics and serious faces for him, those who were always tense in front of outsiders The look was broken by him, and only he could break it.

Tang Qianjia raised her upper body, like a sacrifice, and raised her beautiful neck, which made it easier for that person to bite and suck. What are you doing?It's completely useless, in front of this man, there is no need to flatter me, shout, or twist exaggeratedly, nothing, nothing, just close your eyes and let the man handle it hard or lightly. Suck the kiss, let the man's wild impact, let the man's sparkling palms ignite every inch of his body, let him.

Everything is up to him, everything is up to him, everything is up to him.

Qian Jia smiled slightly, her pink lips half-opened, panting, shouting, slowly, slowly, it melted into a top-notch pastry, so sweet that Tang Ziao kissed her all over her body, swallowed it into her mouth, and Far from feeling enough.

I don't remember exactly how long I did it, or how many times I did it.

Tang Qianjia could barely make a sound after that, and couldn't even lift his fingers. He was like a small boat floating on the sea, wandering lightly. He was not afraid at all in the open sea, because there was a strong and reliable boat beside him. His boat accompanied him and his escort was by his side.

Just like that, when his physical strength was exhausted and his eyes were pitch black, there was the sweetest smile in the world on the corner of his mouth.

When he woke up, the surrounding was empty, Tang Qianjia was not afraid, because his body was dry, the quilt was clean, and the porcelain bowl on the table next to him was also emitting a dense heat, not to mention, how could his father be willing to leave he.

Just as his eyes were rolling and looking around, Tang Ziao opened the door and came in. Seeing that he was awake, he immediately stepped forward.

Putting his hands on both sides of his head, his forehead touched his forehead, after a while, Tang Ziao said, "It's still a little hot."

"What...cough...what's the matter?" Tang Qianjia asked after clearing her throat because her voice was so hoarse that she could hardly speak.

"It's a bit hot. I fed you some soup just now, and the heat has almost dropped."

The noses of the two were close to each other. When Tang Ziao spoke, the smell of traditional Chinese medicine in his mouth spread to Tang Qianjia's nose. He smiled, "Daddy fed me with his mouth?"

Tang Ziao nodded, and stared straight at him. Now it was Tang Qianjia's turn to be embarrassed. With such a direct and scorching stare, and so close, the man's hair hung down beside his ears and face. It flowed gently, as if teasing him vaguely, his sensitive body couldn't resist a little provocation at this moment, he moaned softly, and pushed his hands on Tang Ziao's shoulders: "Daddy, get out of the way."

"Do not."

Tang Qianjia was amazed, why did Daddy seem to be a different person overnight, with an evil spirit that he never had before?Qian Jia looked into his eyes, Tang Ziao didn't wait for him to check carefully, he lowered his head, he was very conveniently located