Chapter 259：

The two did not rush out. They had no movement for three days in a row and needed adjustments to restore their bodies to the best condition. The two planned to rest enough in the space before returning to the base.

At night, Tang Miao still put down all the curtains, and the room became dark. It stands to reason that if you have not rested for a few days, you should be able to fall asleep soon. But after climbing to bed, Tang Miao had no drowsiness and was restless in his body. After turning it over and over several times, he finally realized that he hadn't been DIY for nearly two months. sweat.

The ancients said, "Successful thinking and lust," and it really wasn't a singularity. He turned his back to Tang Sihuang, brushing his hands inadvertently, and his body shuddered, and his impulse became more violent. He was about to turn over and get out of bed with his waist bound.

"What's wrong?" Tang Sihuang's voice lingered in his ears, a little fuzzy.

Tang Miao felt that her body was like a dry wood, which was instantly ignited and very hot, and she was instantly panicked. Struggling violently, anxious and angry: "Daddy, let me go first!" Not only was Tang Sihuang aware of his unusual body temperature, but he was also impatient to do something irreparable to Tang Sihuang. thing.

No one knew, but there was a chuckling chuckle behind him, and the arms around his waist were even tighter. The aggressive atmosphere wrapped him tightly, leaving him unable to move anymore.

"Did you do it yourself for a long time? Or not?"

These two questions, Tang Miao answered neither of them, can only stand in the arms of Tang Sihuang. Reason tells him that he should leave immediately, but the person behind him is the one he loves. He is hugging himself. Such a rare opportunity, he is not willing to leave.

"My young son shouldn't have developed so late, right? It's not good for a long time. Really?" Tang Sihuang's voice was a little surprised.

Tang Miao felt that it was getting harder there, foreseeing that something might be happening, and was trying to escape, a warm big palm was covering his waist and abdomen, and then a fiery fire broke out.

"I teach you."

"唔 ..." Tang Miao opened her eyes in shock, staring at the roof, her head blank. This, what's going on?

The pleasure below is getting more real. Tang Miao imagined the expression of Tang Sihuang at this time in her mind, and eagerly wanted to look back, even unable to fantasize herself: Does Daddy have the same meaning to himself, or else how to do this naturally Kind of thing? But how is this possible? He had never discovered before that Tang Sihuang was different from him to Tang Xin. Daddy just treats him as a son. Daddy just thinks he doesn't understand.

Two different thoughts fluctuated in his mind, and by the time he returned to his mind, he could not help turning back. Tang Sihuang's eyes stared at him, his dark eyes seemed brighter in the dim, with a slight smile on his face, but his look was still calm.

Tang Miao could not see any of his thoughts, and couldn't help but cling to the sheets. A burst of pleasure burst out, Tang Miao fell softly on the bed, a sour heart, a strong sense of loss like a giant hand holding his heart tightly. What the **** is this?

He looked at the ceiling blankly, and suddenly felt that a hard object was standing against him, and after a moment of stun, he could reflect what it was, and his freshly cooled body became hot again.

He turned around, wondering what prompted him to say, "Daddy, would you like me to help you?"

He regretted it as soon as the words came out, his heart pounding, especially clear in this room. He even wondered if Tang Sihuang had heard it.

Chapter 182: The Second Solar Storm

Then, he heard Tang Sihuang say "um". He intuitively thought that he had heard it wrong, but after seeing Tang Sihuang lying down, he looked at him lightly, raising his eyebrows slightly, apparently saying that it had not started yet?

Tang Miao evaded and leaned his head against his chest, then slowly put his hand into Tang Sihuang's pajamas. Tang Sihuang lifted him upwards, closed his eyes, and put an arm around his waist. Tang Miao could not remember the relationship between them at this time, but could only feel the heat of his subordinates, and only knew that the person under his control was his love ...

When Tang Miao woke up, she found she was almost lying on Tang Sihuang with her head resting on Tang Sihuang's left shoulder, her left hand resting on Tang Sihuang's waist, and her left leg pressed against Tang Sihuang's legs. He immediately remembered the confusion of last night, and raised his head subconsciously, just as Tang Sihuang looked down at him.

He paused for a moment, and then couldn't help but smile at Tang Sihuang, his heart seemed very tense, and he didn't think it was strange to develop this situation. In short, the mood is complicated.

"It's only seven o'clock, it's still early." The voice in the morning has a lazy charm, which is very hooking. Tang Sihuang could not see any abnormalities on his face, just as it was just a morning that was different from usual. The corners of his mouth were slightly oblivious. He lifted his right hand and picked up the watch on the nightstand to see the time. Looking at the messy curls in front of him, his eyes softened again, and he raised his hands and stroked them.

"When I wake up, I can't sleep." Tang Miao said, sitting up, a few embarrassments in her heart disappeared inexplicably, grabbing her hair habitually, getting off the bed and pulling the slippers into the bathroom .

Breakfast for two people is very simple, one person for each noodles, add a cup of soy milk. After having breakfast, the two were fully armed.