How did Bundi get caught by Lao Gong at the scene?

Back home, Li Qing went to take a shower, An Yichu tidied up his things, the man held the pajamas in his hand, thought for two seconds, and then threw the clothes into the laundry room.

For the first time, a man who never does housework picks up washing powder and liquid detergent and quickly pours it in.

The pajamas are gone, the kid has to wear his clothes tonight.

An Yichu clicked his tongue, wondering whether to let Li Qing wear his pajamas or his shirt.

After thinking about it, I think it's okay, anyway, I have to wear both of them sooner or later.

After finishing all this, An Yichu went to the next room to take a shower as if nothing had happened, and came out without any clothes on, just wearing a bathrobe, and went to the study room to get a book and lay down on the bed pretending to be deep.

There was a sound of running water in the bathroom, An Yichu was holding the book, his mind was on the bathroom side, and he didn't read a word.

"Mr. An."

The bathroom door opened suddenly, and Li Qing's wet and steaming head stuck out from the crack of the door, "I forgot my pajamas when I came in, can you pass them to me?"

The gap in the door is very small, from the direction of An Yichu, one can barely see the boy's shiny shoulders like cold jade, the man's Adam's apple rolls, he grinds his teeth to suppress the impulse, wants to bite, wants to leave marks.

"The pajamas have been washed." An Yichu pondered for a moment, closed the book and sat up, looking directly into Li Qing's misty black eyes: "The clothes you just bought need to be washed before you can wear them. Put on mine first."

Affirmative.Not interrogative sentences.

Li Qing was stunned, and when he came to his senses, there was a shadow in front of him, the light was blocked, the man looked down at him, holding a white shirt in his hand.

white shirt.

An Yichu's white shirt.

If someone else said that, Li Qing felt that this person must be plotting against him, but if this person was replaced by An Yichu, it might be because he thought it was indecent for him to come out naked.

"Okay, okay." Li Qing felt that asking An Yichu for clothes went too smoothly, he thought that An Yichu would have to frown and think for a while before giving it to him.

Reaching out to take the clothes, whether intentionally or not, Li Qing felt his palms being scratched lightly, numb, and looked up at An Yichu, but saw that the other person's eyes were calm, rigid and serious.

"..." Li Qing bit her lip, thinking about how to wear a shirt to make people attractive.

Just as he was thinking, there was another touch of coolness on his shoulders, and when he raised his head, An Yichu's eyes were deep and gloomy, and he wiped a drop of water off his shoulders with his fingers: "Wipe dry before coming out, or you will catch a cold."

Do the most coquettish actions and say the most serious words.

Li Qing gave up and went back to the bathroom to wipe himself. He didn't see him. After he closed the door, the expressionless and serious man brought his fingers to his lips, and the tip of his tongue licked away the moisture.

"Hey, you smell so good."

The voice was so low that it was almost inaudible. The man lowered his eyes, suffering from a severe headache, and pinched his brows in worry.

If you hold it in for too long, something will go wrong.

He had to be tricked quickly, or he might sleepwalk on someone.

When Li Qing came out, he was only wearing An Yichu's shirt and no underwear. He went into battle in a vacuum, and the hem of his clothes could barely cover his thighs. When he bent down, he could see everything clearly.

He didn't believe that An Yichu could remain indifferent when he was dressed like this.

"I ve done washing."

After Li Qing came out, An Yichu's eyes never moved away from him. The boy had white and slender legs. He was wearing his shirt with the first button unbuttoned, revealing his delicate collarbone, and the water falling from his hair. Beads hit it, and flowed into a more imaginative place.

"Why didn't you wipe your hair?" An Yichu said with difficulty, his voice was hoarse: "Come here, I'll wipe it for you."

Li Qing: "?"

After all this, I still have to wipe my hair. Shouldn't I just hug him and throw him on the bed?

Is An Yichu really that bad?

The lights were bright, Li Qing looked down the man's waist and abdomen.

"You, you..."

Li Qing's lips were trembling, and his face was flushed, he didn't know whether it was from being steamed or from embarrassment.

"..." An Yichu fell into a rare silence. He didn't know how to explain it. This was a normal reaction that a man should have, but it seemed that he frightened his little wife.

"Hey, this is the proof that I like you, I can't control it." An Yichu simply let go and said: "You are very cute, I want you, don't be afraid, I will not force you, as long as you don't agree, I will won't do anything to you."

This is indeed telling the truth, since An Yichu didn't act, it is impossible for him to react without being noticed every time.

"Mr. An likes me very much?" Li Qing's eyes widened, as if he didn't believe it.

"Yeah. I like it very much." An Yichu smiled, "Maybe it was love at first sight."

"The first time I saw you, I wanted to marry you."

Li Qing blinked, suddenly feeling guilty.

An Yichu likes his person, but he is greedy for An Yichu's body and voice!He's down. Cheap!

Feeling guilty and depressed, if you like me, don't you want to fuck me? !Like it!What are you trying to do?

"I like Mr. An too." Li Qing looked at An Yichu with burning eyes, and confessed with a blushing face, "I liked Mr. An the first time I saw him."

"Be good."

"Ok?"

An Yichu continued the topic just now: "Come here and let me brush your hair."

Li Qing obediently walked over and stood in front of him.

"Sit here." An Yichu added: "Sit on my lap."

"?"

What did An Yichu say?

Has he hallucinated to such an extent?

Seeing that his little wife was stunned without moving, An Yichu stretched out his arms, hugging his waist and pressing him on his lap.

"Don't be afraid. I won't touch you." An Yichu lightly touched Li Qing's earlobe, wanted to bite but didn't dare, so he held back: "I just want to hug you."

I'm not afraid, just touch me more!

Li Qing shrank his neck, his fiery breath fell on his ear, it was very itchy, and rushed to his whole body like an electric current, without even thinking about it, Li Qing held An Yichu's face and kissed him on his lips: "I'm not afraid. "

Xiaojiao's wife has just turned 18 and is still young. An Yichu feels like a beast. He is clearly in his 30s, but he is like a young boy who just wants to possess his sweetheart.

Li Qing thought that the next kiss would be a logical one, and then fell in love deeply and was tossed by the waves. In the end, his fiance took a towel and began to seriously wipe his hair.

Li Qing: "..." What should I do if my fiancé is too honest and serious?

The serious and honest man stared at the back of his young wife's white and tender neck and swallowed.

Want to bite, want to kiss, want to leave marks.

After drying his hair, An Yichu let Li Qing go to bed first, he turned off the light and lay beside Li Qing, the two were very close and yet far away.

Moonlight poured in through the dark curtains and shone on the two people lying on the bed.

Li Qing was thinking about whether to pretend to be asleep and roll into An Yichu's arms, when his waist sank, the man clasped his waist, and pressed him into his arms.

"Good night." An Yichu lowered his head and kissed Li Qing's forehead.

Li Qing stretched out his arms to hug An Yichu, and whispered, "Good night."