True Master Feeding Guide

Lu Ye was speechless. He turned to look at the dangling feet of the child on the bed, which made his heart itch.

Lu Ye narrowed his eyes, clicked his tongue, and reached out to hold the child's exposed ankle.

He often fights with people, so his hands are rougher than Shen Yan's, and his child is so tender all over his body, even his ankles are so white that it dazzles the eyes.

As soon as Lu Ye grabbed it, his heart skipped a beat, and his fingers subconsciously rubbed against his skin.

Shen Yan only felt that his ankle suddenly jumped up as if he had touched the phone. He shrank reflexively, but was suddenly clenched by the boy behind him.

Misty mist appeared in his eyes, and he turned to stare at Lu Ye, but when he spoke, his voice was just like a "humming" from a small animal, and the ending was trembling: "Lu Ye..."

He didn't realize at all that the boy who was shouting softly in his mouth had already seen the appearance of a young man for the first time, his sunken eyes were like a deep pool in the mountains, and staring at him seemed to swallow him whole.

Shen Yan's heart trembled, the feeling of being watched by a beast made him involuntarily crawl towards the head of the bed, but because his ankle was still in the hands of the boy behind him, he couldn't get rid of it.

He tried a little harder in embarrassment, but just when he was about to turn his eyes to look at Lu Ye, he heard the low and hoarse voice of the boy behind him.

Shen Yan froze.

Lu Ye looked at the frozen Xiaotuanzi, hooked the corners of his lips, a slight smile overflowed from his lips, then slowly rubbed his fingers on his skin again, and called him in a low voice: "Yanyan, don't move!" .”

The corners of Xiaotuanzi's eyes were red, and he stared at him with glistening eyes, but he didn't realize that his appearance was not intimidating at all, but rather seductive.

He bit his lower lip, and said in a weak voice, "Let me go."

Lu Ye played with his ankle without moving, his dark eyes were still fixed on him, as if waiting for an opportunity to pounce on him and bite his neck.

His voice was also low and sexy: "You help me."

Shen Yan's ears also turned red, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the quilt under him. Looking at him, his mind went blank, and he didn't know what he was talking about: "I don't want it."

"...Lu Ye, let me go, I, I... I came here by myself last time..."

Lu Ye raised his eyebrows, then narrowed his eyes, and after looking at him for a while, he let go of his ankle.

Shen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but for no reason, his heart slowly seemed to be empty, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

I should go to the bathroom.

... And the next second, he had no time to "feel uncomfortable all over".

The boy in front of him stared at him closely, and really started to want to come by himself!

……In front of him! !

The ears of the child in front of Lu Ye were bleeding red, and the redness slowly stained his earlobes.

His earlobes were small and exquisite, his fair skin was stained with blood, and he was obsessed with charm.

Lu Ye's Adam's apple moved inaudibly, and he coaxed the child who was so ashamed to close his eyes in a low voice: "Yanyan, open your eyes."

Shen Yan's voice trembled: "Lu Ye, do you want to be ashamed?"

Lu Ye hooked his lips helplessly, only the boy in front of him remained in his dark eyes.

He coaxed patiently: "Yanyan, look at me."

Shen Yan was extremely ashamed, but he had no choice but to twitch his eyelashes and look at him a little evasively.

So good.

Why are you so good.

Lu Ye sighed silently.

……

It may be that he has been holding back too much recently, or it may be that the "hotel" has an ambiguous taste. In the past few days before the competition, Lu Ye was really fed.

Although he didn't make it to the end because the child in the family was still underage, he did everything he could do.

On the other hand, the kid in his family seemed to breathe a sigh of relief on the day of the competition, and when he went out, he looked at him with vigilance in his eyes.

Lu Ye laughed, closed the door and laughed behind the child: "No, Yanyan, am I such a beast? I can't be outside..."

As he spoke, he closed his mouth again under the child's "you are" gaze.

The child was soft all over, and was shorter than him and even raised his head slightly to stare at him.

Lu Ye couldn't help but laugh, but these few days were really going well, his eyes were full of obvious satiety.

On the first floor, the child got out of the elevator in front. Seeing that there were many people outside, he subconsciously turned to look at him, but when he saw him, he remembered his "evil deeds" a few days ago, and glared at him angrily. After a glance, he accelerated his speed and walked out.

Lu Ye noticed his movements, his heart softened as if it had melted into a ball of cotton candy, and he accelerated his pace in coordination with him.

When he got to the place of the competition, he remembered one thing.

The last time it was just the preliminary round selection, it was broadcast live, this time it is the final round, maybe...

He subconsciously clenched the hand of the child in his arms.

Shen Yan was tossed by him for a long time last night, now leaning in his arms, his eyes are full of sleepiness, he noticed his movements and raised his eyes to look at him, shouting vaguely: "Lu Ye..."

Lu Ye's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand to straighten the broken hair on Lite's forehead. While observing his expression, he said softly, "Yanyan, the game may be broadcast live..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt that the body of the child in his arms was stiff.

His heart tightened, he sighed, and comforted him in a slow voice: "Yanyan, good boy, my husband is watching you from below, don't be afraid."

He repeated it several times before he got a response from the child in his arms: "...um."

The child's voice was weak, and his fingers rested weakly on his hand: "I, I..."

He swallowed, but insisted on not saying the next word.

Lu Ye held him in his arms with a little force. Boys of this age have a high body temperature, only Shen Yan's body is a little cold. He feels his body temperature slowly dyeing the child's body, so he is slightly relieved. some.

He collected himself, lowered his eyes and kissed the child's pale face: "Don't be afraid."

After a while, Shen Yan replied softly: "...um."

He didn't know whether he was telling Lu Ye or telling himself: "Don't be afraid."

His small face was as pale as paper, and he raised his eyes to look at Lu Ye in a trance, and whispered: "You have to watch me."

Lu Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and then hooked his lips: "Okay." He rubbed the child's cold and slightly stiff fingers: "Husband find a conspicuous place, so that we can see Yanyan when we look up."

The child pursed his lips and smiled slightly, but his face was still pale.

The standard of this physics competition is very high, that is, there are already many media waiting there when they enter the venue.

Seeing them pass by, the reporters shot the black camera in an instant.

Lu Ye reflexively wanted to hold the child walking behind him in his arms, but when he turned his eyes, he saw the child pursed his lips and shook his head slightly at him.

The child's face was pale, but his body was still stiff and he slowly walked forward by himself.

Fear hit him like sea water, submerging him suddenly, making him feel as if he was still in that cramped, dirty bathroom.

He was forcibly drugged by those people, and his body seemed to be roasted on the fire. He was extremely hot, and it seemed that countless ants had penetrated into his body, and it was extremely itchy.

What's even more frightening is that the unspeakable Gu Qiang was surging in his body. He and Lu Ye were married, and he knew what it felt like, and because he knew it, the pain was even more embarrassing.

At the very beginning, he bit himself and managed to maintain his sanity, but later on, that pain could turn into pleasure in his dirty body, and he could only pant lightly.

At that time, he was thinking, I'm sorry Lu Ye, he is real, he really can't hold on anymore.

So uncomfortable.

He even thought about dying, but it was really too embarrassing, even if he bit his tongue hard, he could still feel that amazing torture.

Just when he realized that he couldn't even seek death, he heard someone else's voice in a trance.

He struggled to look up, but saw a man holding a camera, and the dark lens was looking at him, as if trying to swallow him whole.

Lu Ye's gaze remained on Shen Yan all the time. When he saw the young man's thin back trembling slightly, he moved his fingers. He almost couldn't help but took a step forward and pulled him away.

But he was still rational, so he could only follow closely behind him, his eyes glued to his body.

During the short journey into the arena, he felt in a daze that he had walked for more than ten minutes. Just as he shook off the camera behind him, before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the boy in front of him shaking, as if he had been pulled out of his body suddenly. Strength, almost fell down.

Lu Ye quickly took a step forward and pulled him into his arms, only then did he realize that the child was covered in cold sweat, as if he had just been picked up from the water.

"Delay..."

He paused, and reached out to take off his coat to put it on the young man, but the next moment, he was suddenly stunned.

——The boy's fingers weakly grasped the hem of his clothes, his head rested on his shoulder, and his lips moved.

Lu Ye managed to hear his voice clearly: "Lu Ye, I found that those lenses are very similar to your eyes. If I think about it this way, I won't be afraid."

For a moment, the sounds on and off the field faded away from his ears, and he only heard the boy's shallow breathing.

When Lu Ye came back to his senses, his child had already rested and went to the arena. He sat at the front of the auditorium as agreed, and Shen Yan could see him when he looked up.

The students participating in the competition entered the arena one by one, and Shen Yan's order was at the back. When entering the arena, the boy in front turned his head and kept talking to him. Although his face was a little pale, he reluctantly agreed from time to time.

Lu Ye: "..."

How could his wife be so good at recruiting people?

But fortunately, after entering, his attention was obviously not on the boy, and he looked at the auditorium many times until he and Lu Ye met their eyes.

The author has something to say: too coquettish.

Why are you so coquettish?

Trash author sighs silently

Thank you cute X. for the white liquid! ! !