Quickly traverse the host, his weak constitution

The item stopped on the small rolling Adam's apple.

The young and small Adam's apple trembled with beads of sweat, and the beads of sweat continued to flow down the soft neck and shoulders, and were hidden in the pajamas.

The pajamas had been opened chaotically due to the struggle, and the inside was full of spring.

Song Yu's eyes suddenly became deeper, and his dark pupils looked straight at the person below him.

After a while, he noticed that the little fool's breathing became weaker, and he slightly loosened his palms, allowing the boy to breathe.

Then he changed his posture, turned the boy on his back, put his palm around the back of the little fool, and continued to cover the boy's mouth with firm movements that could not be refused, and then carried him into the bathroom.

Turning on the shower, the two of them stood under the shower together.

The smell of smoke was washed away with the water flow.

After a long time, Song Yu slowly let go of his palm, Xie Zao stopped coughing and panting, and his breathing became normal.

With a hazy face, Xie Zaoshui was put in the bathtub, and he didn't recover for a long time, but looked at Song Yu with a little fear in his eyes.

Song Yu took a deep breath, walked out of the room and stood in the corridor regardless of the wet clothes clinging to her body.

When the wind blew late at night, Song Yu calmed down. He lowered his head and opened the palm of his right hand, which was wet and slippery.

Song Yu's Adam's apple rolled one or two, his phoenix eyes were covered by the slightly long forehead hair in the shadows, he raised his slender palms, and slowly let the moisture away from his palms.

The wet clothes were sticking to the body, outlining obvious marks, Song Yu started to move down with the hand just now.

After a long time, he returned to the room.

Xie Zao was also in the bathtub with wet clothes, and when he saw Song Yu coming in, he shrank back in fear and muttered: "Bad...bad..."

Song Yu's face turned cold, and regardless of the little fool's struggle, he helped him take a bath again, then put on his clothes and threw them on the bed, washed them himself, changed into pajamas that didn't fit well, and went to bed too.

The two of them lay down, and the not-so-large single bed seemed extremely crowded.

Xie Zao was afraid of being muzzled, so when Song Yu approached, he kicked the person next to him.

The thin boy didn't have much strength, he kicked the person next to him indiscriminately, without any feeling at all.

Song Yu let the little fool kick him, until Xie Zao's feet kicked in a place that was a bit hot.

Song Yu snorted, his voice was hoarse and unbelievably low, with a faint warning: "Be obedient and sleep."

Xie Zao kicked again, and then his feet were restrained by Song Yu's hands, and the warmth of his palms pressed against his skin, as if he was about to produce a burning sensation.

Xie Zao couldn't move his foot back. He was extremely flustered and tried to break free, but the palm loosened a little, only making him move within a certain range.

Song Yu's breathing became short of breath.

Xie Zao burst into tears, as if he couldn't breathe anymore.

After a while, Song Yu got up, turned off the lights, opened the door and left.

The door was gently closed.

Xie Zao saw the person leaving, so he stopped crying and buried his head in the pillow and began to sleep.

After a while, soft footsteps came from outside the door again, Song Yu opened the door and turned on the light.

Called people up.

When Xie Zao saw Song Yu, he was about to cry or not, thinking about where to hide, it was too painful not to be able to breathe.

Song Yu glanced at it, didn't say anything, just showed what was in his hand.

He went to cook a bowl of porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, and warmed a cup of hot milk.

Xie Zao couldn't help sniffling the smell of glutinous rice, he stopped his body that was about to shrink back, and his gaze fell directly on the porridge.

Song Yu saw the little fool's movements, and the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly.

The handsome young man sat on the edge of the bed, stretched his body softly, and looked harmless.

Then the young man put the milk on the side of the bed, holding only the bowl of fragrant rice porridge in his hand, his slender and beautiful hands held a porcelain spoon with well-defined joints, scooped a big mouthful, put it into his mouth and swallowed it.

When I feed the Mermaid King (13)

Song Yu slowly swallowed the porridge in his mouth.

There was an obvious swallowing sound in the air, which was made by Xie Zao.

He didn't have enough to eat, and he fell ill again at night, and he had a fuss for a while, so he fell asleep, but since he woke up and smelled such a delicious smell, the glutton in his stomach couldn't bear it.

He looked at the bowl of porridge and swallowed desperately, his nose still trying to sniff, looking very pitiful.

But Xie Zao was still a little scared, but didn't move on the spot.

Song Yu said in a gentle tone, "This porridge tastes very good."

After speaking, he took another sip and put it into his mouth.

Xie Zao's gaze followed the spoon.

Song Yu swallowed the porridge slowly, then licked the corners of her lips, with a satisfied look on her face.

He heard the sound of the little fool swallowing saliva again, and he also heard the little fool smacking his mouth, as if pretending to taste the taste.

Song Yu stirred the porridge bowl with a spoon, then said casually:

"I'm stuffed."

He looked at the little fool with coaxing eyes again, and said, "Xie Zao, would you like something to eat?"

Xie Zao fixed his eyes on the porridge, his small and pitiful Adam's apple couldn't help rolling, his eyes struggled to look at Song Yu.

Song Yu smiled, his beautiful and exquisite phoenix eyes became brighter, he gave the little fool a smoky look, and handed out the porridge bowl with his slender hand: "Thank you for eating earlier."

Xie Zao looked at Song Yu's smile in a daze, and his head went into a trance for a moment, as if he had become more courageous, and moved his buttocks to lean towards Song Yu.

Just when Xie Zao was about to touch the porridge bowl, Song Yu slightly moved his hand back so that the little fool's hand could not touch the porridge bowl.

Then when Xie Zao's face started to look disappointed, he said, "I'll feed Xie Zao some porridge."

Song Yu scooped up a spoonful of porridge, Xie Zao opened his mouth wide, revealing the tender lips inside, and then took a sip, his mouth completely covering the spoon.

Song Yu lowered her eyes, looking at the small mouth of the little fool, who completely swallowed the not-so-small porcelain spoon, and the cheeks of the little fool were raised in an arc.

Xie Zao ate the porridge on the spoon, the warm and sweet porridge slid down his spleen and stomach, appeasing his hungry stomach.

Satisfaction and liking flashed across Xie Zao's eyes.

Xie Zao opened his mouth again, waiting for Song Yu to be fed the porridge, and repeated this many times.

Song Yu looked at the half bowl of porridge left in the bowl, and reduced the amount of porridge scooped up by half, so that he could feed it a few more times.

Xie Zao ate to his heart's content, and he stared straight at the young man's lips and tongue, and the cheeks swollen from time to time supported by the spoon, his eyes gradually darkened.

No matter how little one scoop is, a bowl of porridge will be fed.

Song Yu thought about whether he should cook more tomorrow.

Xie Zao looked at the bottom of the empty bowl, with disappointment flashing in his eyes: "No... la... good... eat..."

Then Xie Zao seemed to think of something again, and said happily: "It's the same as... mother... good..."

The little fool's voice was vague, Song Yu listened carefully, but he couldn't understand it.

There was also a bowl of hot milk, Song Yu didn't feed Xie Zao this time, but poured the milk into the bowl like last night, watched the little fool lick it first, and then drank it in small sips.

After Xie Zao finished drinking, his stomach was a little full and he lay down comfortably. This time Song Yu lay beside him, Xie Zao did not reject him.

The corners of Song Yu's mouth curled up slightly. Sure enough, the little fool only remembers to eat but not to fight, and just keeps coaxing him.

Xie Zao soon fell into a deep sleep.

Song Yu smelled the faint aroma of milk coming from around her, but she didn't fall asleep for a long time.

He turned sideways, couldn't help reaching out to caress Xie Zao's side face.

Xie Zao frowned impatiently, and his tone was faintly crying and gasping: "No... want..., Qing... Qing... Qin... mother... son..."

Who is the little fool calling, Siren?

Song Yu's face turned cold again, and he retracted his hand.

Xie went to bed early and didn't get up until near noon.

Several researchers discussed with Han Wu outside.

Han Wu came over to tell Xie Zao to feed the Sirens again, so it was not surprising to see Song Yu here.

Just explaining the purpose of coming, Song Yu stopped him with a cold expression:

"It's better not to do it too often, the siren won't feel cherished like this. Let Xie go there early, let him go coldly, and let Xie go there early every few days."

Samia was a little dissatisfied. She tied up her long hair today, and she looked even more glamorous and sassy:

"The Siren King is interested in Xie Zao. At this time, if they are not allowed to get along and cultivate their relationship, when will they have to wait?"

The others nodded in agreement.

Xie Zao was brushing his teeth, he looked curiously at the few people outside from time to time.

Song Yu glanced at the little fool, his phoenix eyes twitched, and his voice sank:

"Do you think this mermaid who beats the siren king just after meeting will be as affectionate as the mermaids in the past? We let people pass by like this, but let the siren relieve it in vain."

Harley whistled, stretched out his hand and patted his chest casually, his resolute face was full of an inexplicable smile:

"A man? After you feel good, you will feel better. Although sirens are beasts, they cannot escape this law."

The complexions of the female researchers present were not so good, and Samia and Yuli looked at Harley even more angrily.

Harley couldn't resist the direct gaze of the two beautiful ladies, touched his nose, laughed and said, "I'm just kidding."

Song Yu looked at Harley coldly, frowned, and said in a cold tone: "Next time, don't make such a joke."

Harley felt a chill on his neck and nodded quickly.He knows Song Yu, a Chinese, and he is extremely powerful, not worse than a top killer. Although he looks tough, he is also aware of current affairs