Quietly giving birth to a cub to amaze his father

After Cong Ru woke up, he held back a lot of words and wanted to spit, but all the words were blocked in his throat. He saw his feet being fixed by He Songyu. Seeing that he was awake, the other party raised his eyes quietly to remind him, "Don't move around, don't blame me if the scissors bleed."

He pinched Cong Ru's feet and put them on his lap, patted his instep comfortingly, then grabbed his toes and wiped them with a towel one by one, trimmed them carefully and slowly, and wiped them again after cutting them.

Cong Ru blushed when he blew on his toes, his dazed expression finally recovered, and he asked suspiciously, "Why are you helping me cut my toenails?"

This is simply not something that He Songyu would do, he just touched his feet on the bed, it was just for fun, and after getting off the bed, he was so gentle and careful to trim his feet, which made Cong Ru unbelievable, I was deeply shocked, and my heart was deeply complicated.

If it were him, he wouldn't touch a man's feet. Not only would he be ugly, he might even have athlete's foot.

On He Songyu's cold and handsome face, there is a tooth mark on his chin, and some red marks on his neck, which were left by Cong Ru as if venting his anger when he was passionate. Very handsome and sexy. "Is there any reason to cut it when it grows?"

He lifted up the corner of his clothes and showed him his abs, "Although you don't look good when you use it to shave, but if you don't cut it after such a long time, won't you squeeze your feet when you wear shoes?"

Cong Ru tilted her head in embarrassment, glanced at her feet, and felt something throbbing in her chest, "You don't have to worry about that."

He Songyu stopped to look at him, Cong Ru thought he was going to get angry, He Songyu pressed the sole of his foot, and after he said "ah", he bit his toe while Cong Ru was stunned, then For a moment he was indescribably ashamed.

He Songyu: "Be obedient."

Cong Ru: "..."

He was breathing a little fast, as long as he wanted to cover up his eyes on the ceiling, put his hands on his forehead, pretending to be out of sight, "It's up to you."

He Songyu didn't speak, his movements were slow and unskilled, cautious and clumsy.

After Cong Ru calmed down, she suddenly turned to look at him and asked, "Do my feet stink?"

He Songyu glanced at his red ears from the corner of his eye, weighed his right foot, and said abnormally, "It smells good. There is no athlete's foot."

Cong Ru seemed unable to say what he wanted to say, he felt that his dancing feet all the year round were really not ugly, and they were carefully cared for by He Songyu like treasures.

"You don't have a foot fetish, do you?"

He Songyu gave him a cold look, okay, it's just pure perversion.

Cong Ru got used to this scene after watching it. He believed that his feet did not have foot odor, because he personally had a good bathing habit, and places like the roots of the ears, toes and toenails would be patiently clear and clean.

Since He Songyu is willing to give him a pedicure, he has no embarrassment, ignore the strange feeling in his heart, and just treat him as a pedicure master.

When Cong Ru thought about it, he amused himself. He chuckled and lay on the bed with the changed white quilt wrapped around his waist, like an unrestrained big child.It is said that after a night of sleep, people will not look very good when they wake up, but there are exceptions. The other person is born with beautiful and handsome eyebrows and well-maintained skin, which is really different.

Cong Ru's eyelids twitched, and she quickly blocked her mouth.

He Songyu could only kiss the back of his hand, "Why do you block it?"

Cong Ru is already used to kissing between two people. When he looked at He Songyu when he smiled, he had a premonition that he wanted to kiss him. That premonition could be felt through his eyes. It was obvious and obvious. Emotional.

After he left for a while, Cong Ru turned her head aside awkwardly, "I didn't brush my teeth."

He Songyu's tone was a little surprised, and he took it for granted, "I won't despise you."

Cong Ru didn't scold him, blinked her eyelashes unnaturally a few times, and pointed a finger at him, protruding.

Normally, he would have already yelled back. I don't know if the atmosphere this morning was so gentle and outrageous that he couldn't swear.

With He Songyu behind his back, he licked his lips, forget it, don't kiss, it's a smell in the morning.

Because the pedicure took too long, He Songyu was new to the job and was not proficient in business. Cong Ru fell asleep while waiting. This time I felt like returning to the cage. I vaguely felt that my lips had been played with for a while, like squeezing a sponge Pressed the same.

When he put that finger in his mouth, the other party seemed to be shocked. Cong Ru thought it was not tasty, so he vomited it out against him.

When he woke up, remembering this incident, he opened his eyes suddenly, stared at He Songyu and wanted to ask him if he stuffed it into his mouth with the hand that touched his foot.

Then he smelled the fragrance for a while, and the towel next to him was changed, and his feet were rubbed and wiped. The aroma was tangy, a sweet pomelo-flavored body lotion, and the temperature in He Songyu's palm seemed to infect his body. The soles of the feet were numb and hot.

Cong Ru: "..."

Seeing that he woke up, He Songyu said calmly: "There is one more, lie down for a while."

He put a layer of body lotion on his feet, applying it attentively and carefully, not even sparing between the toes, just like giving Cong Ru a foot massage.

If it was said that Cong Ru was surprised and complicated by He Songyu's behavior before and wanted to make fun of him, this time he just watched him wipe his feet in a daze, and put a pair of pure cotton white socks on his gloves, "It's ok .”

Cong Ru looked dazed, "You...why are you so nice to me."

He Songyu asked back: "Is it very good?"

Cong Ru didn't understand what he meant, and he said the truth in an unimaginable way, "Isn't it good, I can't do this for a man, but thank you, you press it very comfortably, as expected, the nails are cut and the toes are comfortable. too much."

He also knows how to reciprocate, "It's just that the technology is so-so. Although I don't know how to do this, it's okay to ask you to wash your feet and massage next time."

He Songyu didn't answer his words, "It's fine if you think it's good." He saw Cong Ru sitting up, grinding the mattress with his socks-wearing feet, and squeezing it curiously, his eyes full of freshness, so he put He hugged his whole body from the position of his feet, "Will you wash up or not, I can still hold you and let you sit on it and brush your teeth."

Cong Ru was very afraid that he would fall, and he didn't dare to struggle. If he fell like this, his butt would definitely hurt to death. His nervous voice changed, "Your service also includes wake-up, pedicure, and washing. The service attitude is very good. OK."

He Songyu looked at him pretending not to be afraid, but when he got to the sink, he put his elbow on his chest, telling him to put him down quickly, and he washed himself.

"Hurry up, I don't feel comfortable holding you like this." Cong Ru didn't dare to look at herself in the mirror. She had never been so thin-skinned. You have to pee first."

He Songyu sent his face to his, because Cong Ru refused to let the kiss, so he just rubbed his face against him, and said like a devil: "I'll take you there."

Cong Ru: "..."

"What's wrong with you?"

He Songyu finally put him down in front of the toilet, but refused to go out. Cong Ru felt that he couldn't hold back any longer. He Songyu stepped forward to wrap his arms around his waist and helped him. Cong Ru was hit hard. Shocked, "Pee."

He Songyu whistled lowly in his ear, Cong Ru closed his eyes resignedly, and he didn't need to hold his hands, just let go of the bit of courtesy, righteousness and shame, and let the water out without hesitation.

Until He Songyu helped him wipe it clean with paper, the smell in the air was not pleasant, but Cong Ru's body and He Songyu's hands still had a strong scent of sweet pomelo, which neutralized the two, Just like what He Songyu said, "It smells like horse fleas."

Cong Ru's eyes were full, her whole face was dull and numb, her earlobes were red like blood, and even after brushing her teeth and washing her face, she was quiet.

He Songyu treats him like a child who has no power to restrain himself and knows nothing. He has a strong desire to control, and he has the dominance.

When it was almost time for Cong Ru to go to class, he got a little chance to breathe, "Tan Hua, I'll take it to the studio."

Because I got up late, I had an appointment to have breakfast with Miss Sanchun, but Cong Ru failed to keep the appointment, so I had to send a message to say sorry to her regretfully.

He Songyu: "The veterinarian, it still has to draw water today."

Then I can't take it with me. Cong Ru went down to the middle floor with him to have a look. Tanhua's spirit is much better. There are other dogs at the veterinarian. It has the same attitude as its father and is chased by other big dogs. play with it.

Cong Ru saw that it was having fun, and gave up the idea of ​​taking it back, thinking that it was sent here by He Songyu when it was so young, and usually there is no other of its kind to play with it. He secretly wagged his tail happily.

"Forget it, let's let it play here more."

He is going to the studio, and He Songyu still wants to see him off. Cong Ru feels weird about him now because of what happened in the morning, and his heart is fluctuating. , I'm not without a car."

Speaking of the car, he seemed to remind He Songyu.

"It's time for your car to get a new one."

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, but when Cong Ru gave him a sideways look, "If it wasn't for you, I would have gone to the dealership to pick up the car."

On the day He Songyu came to the door, he originally planned to go to the car dealership to look at the car after class at night, but because of this incident, he was delayed in picking up the car, and his desire to change the car has not been so strong recently.

He Songyu grabbed his hand and put a key into his hand, Cong Ru frowned, "What?"

After seeing it clearly, he stared at He Songyu's eyes, slowly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled like a peacock spreading its tail, "Give me the car keys, what, you want to bribe me?"

He Songyu's eyes were also straight, and there was a hint of flattery in his words. They stood in the hall, and the atmosphere between the two of them made people look at them from a distance. They wanted to see but were afraid of being discovered by anyone. Stimulate. "Then do you accept it?"

Cong Ru had been thinking about his tiger-like cross-country car for a long time, and he clicked his tongue without saying a word, "Need to say, your tribute is accepted."

He decided to designate He Songyu as the prime minister from today, the so-called one person is under ten thousand people, anyway, he doesn't care, he said the superior is superior.