The demon king wants to hug me

This sleep was a dark one, and it was already the afternoon of the next day when Wu Zhiyin woke up.

The bedroom was quiet, Qin Sandian crouched at the foot of the bed and stared at him.

There was a glass of water on the bedside table, Wu Zhiyin stretched out his hand to grab it, it was warm, just put it on.

He half propped up his body, but there was still some dull pain behind him, and besides the dull pain, there was also a cool feeling, which had been carefully taken care of and given medicine.

Looking down at myself again, someone changed into clean light gray pajamas, which were clean from the inside to the outside, and the cotton fabric exuded the fragrance of the sun.Dr. Wu took a sip of water with satisfaction, put the cup back, and sat up.

"Hiss - whoops." Wu Zhiyin grinned and quickly turned over again, no, it still hurts when pressed, Qin Shen is a bitch, like a beast on the bed.

Simply inhuman... oh yeah, he wasn't human in the first place.

How can I do this for the first time.He, Wu Zhiyin, is a man, that's right, men are also fleshy, and it hurts too.

But it seemed that Qin Shen couldn't be entirely blamed, he also took the initiative to ask for it, humming and groaning in embarrassment, Wu Zhiyin covered his face in self-deception, shameless to see others, and continued to lay his corpse on the bed.

Qin Shen went out for a while and came back again. He didn't see anyone from Wu Zhiyin in the yard, and Qin San wasn't there at all.

Wan Yaoyao was alone by the wall, squatting with her legs crossed, humming and punching.

Qin Shen walked over, "Uncle, are you still faintly awake?"

Wan Yaoyao reacted for a while before responding, "He's still asleep. I just went up to look at it and slept soundly so I didn't call him."

"Oh, I'll go up and have a look." Qin Shen turned and walked upstairs.

Wan Yaoyao looked at Qin Shen's back while punching and shook her head, what name should she change properly?They used to be called Xiao Xin, but now they have to be called Yin Yin, what kind of tricks are the young lovers playing?He's getting old, and he often can't realize who he is vaguely.

What are the two brats doing?Bullying the elderly, Wan Yaoyao wanted to hit a tree again.

It doesn't matter if you bully him, Wan Yaoyao, but you must not bully your own silly child.

In the few days before she disappeared, Wan Yaoyao acted as a middleman and took Qin Dakai to meet Li Lingxiao.

I don't know how the two of them talked, Li Lingxiao left crying, she hadn't cried for a long time.

Qin Dakai carried a black safe, laid it flat on the table, and pushed it in front of Li Lingxiao with one hand.

Li Lingxiao pursed her bright red lips, but said nothing.

"Lingling, the password is your birthday." Qin Dakai rubbed his hands.

Li Lingxiao didn't move, but lifted his chin nobly.

Qin Dakai dragged the box, pressed a few passwords, and opened the box with a "click", and there was a silver airtight jar inside.

Li Lingxiao frowned.

"Lingling, this is your thing, return it to you." Qin Dakai said.

Li Lingxiao hooked his fingers over the box and looked at it.

"This is your demon spirit. I have been keeping it. I was wrong before. I lied to you and didn't respect you. I'm sorry." Qin Dakai stood up, faced Li Lingxiao, and bowed deeply.

After more than 20 years, the apology was long overdue, and Li Lingxiao left with tears all over his face, holding the silver jar.

When she left, she found Wan Yaoyao, "Brother, I'm leaving."

"Aren't you going to meet Xiao Xin?" Wan Yaoyao looked at the pot in her arms, "He's grown up now, he looks a lot like you."

Li Lingxiao closed his charming eyes, raised his head and thought for a while, "Forget it, he doesn't have a mother like me. Except for giving birth to him, I didn't take care of him for a minute. In my life, he didn't seem to have appeared before." ...then carry on like this, gone."

Wan Yaoyao let out a long breath.

"Brother, he will be your son." Li Lingxiao smiled slightly.

"I have always treated him as my own son, but in fact he is not my own son. Who is his father?"

Li Lingxiao turned his head to look away, biting his lower lip.

"Who is it?" Wan Yaoyao frowned, "I'm not going to look for him, if you don't want Xiao Xin to know, I'll keep it secret, but I want to know, we are your relatives."

Li Lingxiao smiled, "His father is Xin Zhengyi."

When leaving, Li Lingxiao hugged the pot tightly in his arms, and finally asked, "Is Li Xin a nine-tailed fox?"

Wan Yaoyao shook her head, "No."

Wan Yaoyao couldn't understand why she was in a bad mood for a few days after returning home. They gave birth to Li Xin and didn't want him, so what did they do when they gave birth to him?

Fortunately, the old Qin's brat was very kind to Xiao Xin. Although he was still cold to others, he could still smile a little in front of Xiao Xin. From the old father's point of view, Wan Yaoyao thought it was okay.

Wan Yaoyao raised her head and squinted to see Qin Shen.

Qin Shen's back disappeared and stopped at the door of the bedroom on the second floor.

"Hmph! Xiao Xin is sleeping, what are you doing in there?" Wan Yaoyao was a little angry again, "My little cabbage is being bullied by the old Qin's big bird."

So the punches became more violent.

As if hearing Wan Yaoyao's whisper, Qin Shen looked back, Wan Yaoyao quickly withdrew her gaze, and lowered her eyelids to stare at the ground half a meter away.

Only then did Qin Shen push the door open and go in.

Qin Sandian got out of the crack of the door in a timely manner. He hadn't digested what he learned last time, so he didn't want to learn it again.

Wu Zhiyin was lying sprawled on the bed, the quilt was in a mess, the two tufts of soft hair on the top of his head trembled with his breathing, like a small hand extending an invitation to Qin Shen.

There was no need for an invitation at all, the little demon king took off his shoes and lay down next to Wu Zhiyin, gently hugged him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his soft fur.

"Eh?" Wu Zhiyin opened his eyes, facing Qin Shen's deep eyes.

The confused expression flashed away, Wu Zhiyin suddenly thought of something, and pushed Qin Shen with fear, "Stay away from me."

"I don't," Qin Shen hugged him even tighter, "Does it still hurt? I applied the medicine for you."

Wu Zhiyin didn't have a good temper, so he glared at him fiercely, "Isn't it right for you to apply medicine to me? If you get it cheaply..."

The rest of the words were blocked by a kiss.

No, absolutely no, absolutely not let Qin Shen touch him again, the feeling of being fainted yesterday is still vivid in his memory, he doesn't want to faint again, not to mention the embarrassment, maybe he can really exhaust himself and lose his little one Life.

So he thumped on the ground with his hands and feet, his back hurt again, his mouth was hissing, and the circles of his eyes began to turn red.

Seeing Wu Zhiyin's panic, Qin felt deeply distressed. Seeing him moving around recklessly, he cruelly used his arm as a rope to strangle him, "What are you moving about? You hurt yourself and cried. Don't move, I will If I don’t touch you, I just hug you, if you don’t want me to be strong X?”

Wu Zhiyin was strangled in Qin Shen's arms and couldn't move, so he behaved now, raised his head and asked, "You got my consent yesterday?"

"You don't agree?"

"You bastard didn't ask me?"

"Then who is humming there, who is rubbing there, huh? It sounds so nice, I'm a normal man, do you think I can bear it?" Qin Shen lowered his head and kissed him.

"You are a P man, you are a goblin." Wu Zhiyin raised his head to enjoy the deep throat kiss.Kissing and kissing, the itch was aroused again, and they rubbed slightly.

"Do you want it?" Qin Shen knew his mistake and corrected it, asking for Wu Zhiyin's opinion.

"Hmm..." Wu Zhiyin only cared about kissing, and leaned forward.

"What do you mean?" Qin Shen left his lips.

Wu Zhiyin didn't want to answer him, so he just closed his eyes and kissed stubbornly.

Seeing that he just kept silent, Qin Shen turned his face sideways, and Wu Zhiyin's lips fell on his ears, hot.

"What are you going to do here?" Qin Shen weighed his hands underneath and asked him softly.

"Hmm...um..." Wu Zhiyin twisted a little more, as if he was soothing himself, or silently inviting him.

Qin Shen hugged him tightly, and after a burst of kisses, he lifted the quilt and buried his head in the

A thin thread jumped up from the soles of the feet, bringing tremors all the way to the top of the head, and a brilliant firework exploded with a bang...

Wu Zhiyin stared blankly at the ceiling, his lips moved, his throat was hoarse and painful, and he could no longer utter a sound.

Qin Shen leaned on him again, hooked his fingers to wipe off the white corners of his mouth, and leaned over to pick up the water glass on the bedside table, "Is your voice hoarse? Drink some water."

Wu Zhiyin shook his head, "Can't get up, don't drink."

"Hey." Qin Shen took a mouthful and lowered his head to Wu Zhiyin's mouth.

"Hey—" Wu Zhiyin pushed him away, "Have you rinsed your mouth yet?"

Qin Shen squinted at him, drank it himself, and then raised his head to take a few more sips.

Wu Zhiyin stared at him blankly.

"You still despise your own." Qin Shen patted Wu Zhiyin's face, covered him up and fed him water.

Wu Zhiyin lay flat, took a sip of water, and his Adam's apple slid. Qin Shen pressed his thumb lightly, and his fingertips were pressed against a small point, and his whole body became gentle.

"Where did you go this morning?" Wu Zhiyin felt comfortable after drinking, and lay down on his stomach.

Qin Shen covered him with the quilt, stretched his hands in, and gently massaged him, "I went to see someone."

"Who?"

"Your brother."

"Aren't you my brother?" Wu Zhiyin chuckled and hooked Qin Shen with his toes.

Qin Shen raised his eyelids and glanced at him, with a tinge of red in his eyes, and said lightly, "He forgets the pain when his scar is healed, but you forget the pain before the scar heals. Do you want to do it again?" After exerting two points of strength, Wu Zhiyin shook his body, and began to squawk again.

"Tch," Qin Shen lowered his head and kissed Wu Zhiyin's back, "Your voice is not hoarse again?"

Feeling the soft lips on his back moving down, Wu Zhiyin's back froze, and he lay down obediently, "I'm still dumb, and my back still hurts, don't move."

"Call me brother."

"elder brother."

"Call Dad."

"roll."

"No, show me first." Qin Shen laughed and continued to massage Wu Zhiyin's waist.

Wu Zhiyin closed his eyes, propped his chin with his hands, and enjoyed it for a while, "Hey—Qin Shen, tell me about my brother in detail, I want to hear it."

Strictly speaking, Xin Wen is not Wu Zhiyin's brother, he is Li Xin's brother.

When Xin Wen called Qin Shen to make an appointment, although Qin Shen readily went to the appointment, he was rarely in a dilemma and couldn't make up his mind.

Xin Wen almost killed Wu Zhiyin, but he was Li Xin's own brother.

Qin Shen wanted to avenge Wu Zhiyin, but he couldn't do it.

You can only see it first and listen to what Xin Wen has to say.