Nurturing Manual

Zhang Zhiyuan walked slowly, the sound of rattling continued to resound in the underground parking lot, each step seemed to be stepping on the tip of Shen Huan's heart, the heart that was eager to jump out of his throat, and fell down again.

Suddenly felt dazzling, Zhang Zhiyuan's footsteps also stopped, he must have entered the elevator, Shen Huan didn't know what expression he had, fearing that his acting skills were too bad, Shen Huan moved his head, buried his face in Zhang Zhiyuan's chest, mouth Li hummed.

After getting out of the elevator, Assistant Chen opened the door, put down the things, and whispered, "Mr. Zhang, then I'll be leaving first." Zhang Zhiyuan didn't make a sound.

There was another sound of steady footsteps, and Shen Huan was put on the bed. The soft big bed made Shen Huan feel a little dazed. For some reason, he hurriedly grabbed Zhang Zhiyuan's clothes, "Godfather."

If I keep pretending to be asleep, nothing will happen tonight.

Zhang Zhiyuan was caught off guard, and was pulled and staggered by the young man. He threw himself on the young man, and the young man took advantage of the situation to hug Zhang Zhiyuan's neck.

The lights in the room were not turned on. With the light from outside, Zhang Zhiyuan could vaguely see the boy's face, which looked like he had just woken up.

"Wake up." Every breath carried the unique breath of a teenager.

"En." Shen Huan not only did not let go, but also pressed Zhang Zhiyuan's neck down.

Nose tip to nose tip, forehead to forehead, the boy blinked, and his slender eyelashes could almost reach Zhang Zhiyuan.

"Godfather will make you noodles."

Shen Huan was indeed hungry, but he still didn't want to let Zhang Zhiyuan go. He just woke up with a laziness, "Godfather kiss me before going."

Zhang Zhiyuan was a little flustered, and the knees kneeling beside Shen Huan were almost useless.The little lover asked herself to give him a kiss, but he didn't take the initiative to post it to be affectionate.

Shen Huan raised his neck and waited for Zhang Zhiyuan to kiss him. Zhang Zhiyuan didn't know what was causing the trouble in his heart, so he was expecting it inexplicably.

He slightly raised his eyes and glanced at the young man, as if he could see the stars in his eyes in the darkness.

Zhang Zhiyuan bullied himself a little, and pressed his lips together.Kissing with Shen Huan is no stranger, but the feeling that the dominance is completely in his own hands is thrilling and exciting.

The young man's lips were soft and tender, and he even opened them secretly, waiting for Zhang Zhiyuan to kiss him deeply. When his tongues hooked together, the ambiguous sound of water was deafening in the room.

When getting better, Zhang Zhiyuan pressed on Shen Huan, Shen Huan felt that he didn't need Zhang Zhiyuan to feed him any noodles, and the two of them ate something else on the bed.

The young man stretched his hand between the two of them and unbuttoned the father's suit jacket. The benefactor was quite cooperative and threw the jacket on the ground, followed by the shirt.

Without stopping, the young man groped to take off his clothes, and his fingers reached Zhang Zhiyuan's abdomen. The firm abdominal muscles made Shen Huan want to scream, and his figure is too good.

The shirt was tied in his trousers, and Shen Huan went to untie his belt, but Zhang Zhiyuan held his hand down.

The distance between his mouth was also slightly opened, and Zhang Zhiyuan's voice was still calm, "Okay, godfather will make you noodles."

It wasn't until Zhang Zhiyuan buttoned up his shirt and went out that Shen Huan realized that Zhang Zhiyuan clearly felt it, so why refused him again.

Shen Huan turned over in frustration, becoming more and more confused about what Zhang Zhiyuan was thinking.

Zhang Zhiyuan almost ran away, seeing that he was about to be kissed hard by his little lover, he left the room as if fleeing.

This script is wrong, it's too fast, there should be all kinds of "you listen to me to explain, I don't listen to me, I don't listen to you" between him and Shen Huan, now is not the time to go to bed.

Zhang Zhiyuan calmed down a little when he came to the kitchen.

Zhang Zhiyuan seldom came to Zhaoshan's side before, but the housekeeping still cleaned regularly, and the kitchen utensils were complete.Zhang Zhiyuan skillfully set up a pot to boil water, and he was familiar with the movements of making seasoning.

The young man tidied up his clothes, came out of the room, lay on the door frame of the kitchen, watched the benefactor busy for him, and yelled, "Godfather."

Zhang Zhiyuan turned his head back, "It will be ready soon, go out and wait for me." Shen Huan closed his mouth in disgust, and sat in the living room to wait for him. The place where Zhang Zhiyuan usually stays.

Soon Zhang Zhiyuan came out with a bowl of noodles, steaming white and carrying the unique aroma of noodles, which awoke the gluttons in Shen Huan's stomach.

Holding up an injured hand, Shen Huan looked like a young master. The gold master's father fed him one mouthful at a time, and Shen Huan said very flatteringly, "It's delicious."

After the bottom of the bowl, Zhang Zhiyuan asked, "Do you still want to eat?"

Shen Huan burped again uncontrollably, "I'm full." He hurriedly wanted to cover his mouth, but seeing that Zhang Zhiyuan didn't seem to respond, he asked again, "Don't you want to eat, godfather?"

Zhang Zhiyuan said, "I'll eat after you take a bath."

Shen Huan's eyes lit up, "Does godfather want to wash with me?"

Seeing Zhang Zhiyuan's hands trembling, "Don't mess around, let's go, I'll take you to take a shower."

Shen Huan pursed his lips, "I can wash it myself, godfather, you eat, if you are worried, I will wrap it in a towel." They can't wash together, wouldn't it be embarrassing if Zhang Zhiyuan touches it hard.

Zhang Zhiyuan looked at him hesitantly, and the young man insisted, "Godfather, go quickly, I will wash it myself."

"Go." Zhang Zhiyuan nodded, and found a large pajamas for Shen Huan from the room, and wrapped his hands with a towel.

Shen Huan soaked in the bathtub, moaning and moaning comfortably, but washing his hair was a bit troublesome, and he did it with one hand.

After getting out of the bathtub, Shen Huan was really unable to support himself, so he opened the bathroom door and shouted, "Godfather."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zhiyuan's steady and eager footsteps sounded, "What's wrong?" Seeing the boy sticking out his head.

The door was opened with a bang, and the young man stood naked in front of his eyes, "I can't wear clothes."

Zhang Zhiyuan was dizzy, his Adam's apple was sliding up and down, the boy stood forward, the bird was shaking under his crotch, and he heard his urging voice again, "Godfather."

Zhang Zhiyuan turned his face away, "Ahem..." He pulled off the bath towel to wipe him clean, and then put on the boy's pajamas stiffly.

The bathroom was humid, and the air was filled with water vapor. The boy's hair was dripping with water. Zhang Zhiyuan pretended to be calm, "Why did you still wash your hair?"

Subconsciously, he looked at the young man's hand, and the young man smiled flatteringly, "It's not wet."

The young man pressed tightly, he could feel the movement of Zhang Zhiyuan's breathing, and he tiptoed to kiss Zhang Zhiyuan's chin, "Godfather, I'll go out and dry my hair by myself, you can take a shower."

"Um…"

The benefactor seemed a little nervous, Shen Huan felt a little bad, and asked, "Do you want me to accompany godfather?"

Zhang Zhiyuan maintained his scattered composure, "Don't be naughty, it's getting late, go to sleep."

Shen Huan complained secretly in his heart, Zhang Zhiyuan said it late every time, it was only eight or nine o'clock, but he obediently went to the room.

After blowing his hair, Shen Huan lay on the bed in a good mood. Although he didn't know why Zhang Zhiyuan refused his further intimacy, it was a fact that Zhang Zhiyuan doted on him. He didn't understand what Zhang Zhiyuan was worried about, but he liked Zhang Zhiyuan's seriousness look.

The sound of the water in the bathroom was getting quieter. It was estimated that Zhang Zhiyuan should come out. As expected, Zhang Zhiyuan entered the room in his pajamas. Seeing that Shen Huan was still asleep, he said, "Not yet."

Shen Huan turned over, lay on his side and looked at Zhang Zhiyuan, Zhang Zhiyuan said softly, "Close your eyes and go to sleep, be good."

Being coaxed by others really makes people move forward, Shen Huan closed his eyes obediently, feeling that Zhang Zhiyuan got up and left, Shen Huan was startled, "Godfather."

The little lover still refused to sleep, Zhang Zhiyuan turned back patiently, and the little lover asked dissatisfied, "You won't sleep with me?"

Why is it too fast to sleep together? Isn't this the first time the two of them have stayed outside? Are they frivolous, too frivolous, not calm enough, not patient enough, like prodigal sons.

In the dark, the little lover said softly, "I'm afraid of the dark."

As soon as the quilt on his body was lightened, the bed beside him sank into it, and the gold master's father was already lying beside Shen Huan in a warm ball.

Not frivolous, mainly because the little lover is afraid. As a qualified financial supporter, he must meet all the requirements of the little lover.