Master Yan's eyes showed a shallow smile. She stretched out her hands and grabbed the man's two ears. She made a slight effort to grasp it and dragged it slowly to both sides.
The strength was not heavy, but the man's ears were torn open.
Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes looked like a smile, and his dark eyes glittered with a smile.
"Zongzong, you are so cute."
The man's black hair is messy and his ears are red. He looks like a ravaged beast.
The Phoenix's eyes were dark and looked up at the boy. He took a breath and held the claw that the boy was still ravaging his ears, "almost on the line."
Yan Tao: Xiao Qi, have you taken the picture?
Xiao Qi pricked up his ears, smiled and said: I've already photographed it. The master can rest assured.
Master Yan just let go.
"Go to sleep."
Qin Zong lies on the bed with Yantao in his arms.
The bed board was too hard. He used himself as a bed and let Yantao sleep on him.
Yan Tao tried to hold up his upper body: "I still have something to say."
"... say it tomorrow. Minors should go to bed before ten o'clock."
Master Yan rubbed his body up and down, and his hairy head was against Qin Zong's neck.
The young man opened his lips and licked the tip of his tongue on his still red ear. His breath was beautiful and ambiguous. "If you don't listen, you will regret it."
The girl's clear breath lingered in her arms.
It's a clear and cold breath, which is introduced into the bottom of Qin Zong's heart and is sweet to the extreme.
He tightened his arms around the boy, and the exquisite figure of a girl came to mind involuntarily.
The long white legs, the scenery covered by clothes
Breathing is uncontrollably hot.
"Zongzong, did you hear me?"
Young master Yan Ying's white jade like fingers grabbed a handful of Qin Zong's hair and gently pulled it.
Qin Zong's reason came back. He took a deep breath, pressed the back of the young man's head into his arms, and said coldly, "sleep!"
Master Yan struggled twice and secretly unbuttoned the man's military uniform with his fingers.
Seeing that he had solved the position of his chest, Qin Zong grabbed Yan Tao's two paws with the rest of his hand, pressed them on his side, and quietly closed his eyes.
"Vertical vertical?"
"Let's talk about life?"
"Baby ~"
“……”
Qin Zong kept his sleeping posture as if he hadn't heard of it.
The boy snorted, "if you don't listen to me, you'll regret it."
She leaned gently against Qin Zong's chest, found a comfortable position, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
The dark room soon fell into silence.
The next day, morning.
When Qin Yi entered the door, Qin Zong was still lying in bed with the boy in his arms.
The handsome and cold man half leaned on the head of the bed, the young man leaned around his waist, and his white face was as white as jade with a shallow smile.
Sleep very heavy.
Black hair is messy like a pile of grass, like a little white cat with fried hair.
Qin Zong couldn't help it. His fingers gently fell on the boy's face and gently rubbed her skin.
The layer of frost covered in the cold eyes has melted clean, and the whole person has faded cold, but it is more clear and meaningful.
When Qin Yi entered the door, he saw this scene.
The handsome boy as a demon fell asleep on the young man and rubbed him like a pillow.
The man hung his head slightly, with a shallow smile on his cold and indifferent face, and his slender fingers fell on the boy's face.
The whole painting is extremely beautiful.
Both the youth and the youth are excellent to the extreme. Qin Zong smiled on his lips as if cold plum were in full bloom.
Cold, but moving.