Bai Lian came out of the bath wearing the clothes prepared by Zhan Yan. The loose shirt was placed on his thin and slender body, and the collar rubbed against his collarbone and then slipped open unintentionally. His smooth skin was as delicate as cream. His two beautiful legs and buttocks wrapped in white panties formed erotic silhouettes as he walked…

When Zhan Yan pushed the door open, he saw this erotic scene that made him want to talk about something but couldn’t.

Men generally like their women to wear their own clothes, especially shirts, and this applies to Zhan Yan as well. At this moment, seeing Bai Lian wearing his clothes, he imagined taking off the clothes with his own hands…

Zhan Yan’s eyes were filled with dark emotions, and his eyes were greedily fixed on Bai Lian, especially when he saw Bai Lian casually falling on the soft big bed, his white and translucent skin like fine porcelain enamel, revealing his white underwear tightly wrapped around his plump and round buttocks… Zhan Yan, whose self-control failed when he met Bai Lian, was burning with desire, and warm and wet liquid instantly gushed out of his nose.

Bai Lian bounced on the mattress, raised his head and pointed at Zhan Yan’s nosebleed, his voice trembling with fear: “You, what’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing, I guess I’ve been getting irritated lately.” Zhan Yan calmly raised his hand and wiped the tip of his nose, put down the fruit plate in his hand, and rushed to the toilet.

Looking at Zhan Yan’s hurried back, Bai Lian picked up a small piece of cut apple with a fork and muttered softly: “Is he sick? It’s swollen down there.”

He took a bite of the apple. The crispy and sweet taste made his eyes light up, and he quickly threw Zhan Yan aside.

Zhan Yan entered the bathroom, turned on the shower, and unbuttoned his pants impatiently… He kept calling Bai Lian’s name, imagining the erotic scene of Bai Lian being submissive under him. The hot-blooded him masturbated several times and took three cold showers. After a lot of tossing and turning, the fire in his body finally subsided and the heat gradually subsided.

He decided that when Bai Lian truly fell in love with him, he would make up for him after he had taken advantage of him.

Zhan Yan went out wrapped in a bath towel. The crystal clear water droplets slid across his smooth, firm and graceful muscle texture and disappeared into the bath towel. His sexy mermaid line and wonderful abdominal muscles covered his bones, full of thriving hormones, pleasing to the eyes…

Bai Lian, lying on the soft big bed, looked at Zhan Yan and then at himself. He frowned and pinched the soft flesh on his belly, and complained to the system in his sea of ​​consciousness: “Why don’t I have such a beautiful body? I don’t accept it, I don’t accept it…”

The system was cold and ruthless: “Not accepting? Hold it in!”

“Oh, oh, oh, I’ll never talk to you again…”

Bai Lian was so busy loving and hating the system that he didn’t even notice Zhan Yan approaching. The mattress collapsed and a dent was left. Zhan Yan sat on the edge of the bed and held Bai Lian’s calves, which were playfully shaking in the air. He put his other hand around Bai Lian’s waist and turned him over amid his exclamations, adjusting the position so that he was half lying in his arms.

He lifted the strands of hair from Bai Lian’s forehead, leaned over and gently kissed his smooth and tempting forehead. A voice that could make one’s ears pregnant reached Bai Lian’s ears: “Baby, dry your hair, otherwise you will catch a cold.”

The hot breath sprayed from Zhan Yan’s nose tickled Bai Lian’s skin, and the fragrance of shower gel passed through the tip of his nose. Every pore was enlarged, and every sense was sensitive.

The hot night wind leaked in through the curtains and passed over my cheeks, bringing up a burst of heat, and then all sprinkled on the intersection of light and shadow on my cheeks. Bai Lian’s face was dyed with an ambiguous pink, and he felt even hotter and more unbearable.

Fortunately, Zhan Yan had already stood up to get a towel. Bai Lian touched the place where Zhan Yan kissed him blankly, his mind blank, not quite understanding what that strange and unfamiliar feeling he had never experienced before was about.

Seeing Bai Lian touching his forehead in a daze with a blank look on his face, Zhan Yan walked over and pinched his cheek, his eyes full of sweet doting as if they were soaked in honey: “Baby, what were you thinking about just now, so engrossed.”

Bai Lian’s frowned brows showed a slight annoyance, and he said angrily: “I’m not thinking about you, I’m thinking about whether can I not drink milk tonight.”

This attempt to cover up the truth made Zhan Yan laugh. He took a towel and began to gently wipe Bai Lian’s hair. His fingers clumsily penetrated Bai Lian’s hair and gently massaged his scalp. His voice was as magnetic and elegant as a violin: “Baby, you won’t grow tall without drinking milk. Don’t you want to grow as tall as me?”

“But it tastes so bad. Can I just have a sip?” Bai Lian weakly raised a finger and bargained.

Zhan Yan demonstrated his tough attitude with actual actions. He personally watched Bai Lian drink the warm milk with great bitterness and hatred.

“You big bad guy, big stinky pig, big fool…” Zhan Yan lowered his eyes, and used his fingertips to wipe away the remaining milk stains on Bai Lian’s lips while he was cursing angrily and without repeating himself: “Baby, you are going to be thirsty if you keep cursing.”

Bai Lian buried his head in the pillow, got up tiredly and faced him with the back of his head, making it clear that he didn’t want to pay any attention to him anymore.

“Baby, how about I let you do whatever you want to me when it’s time to go to bed?” Zhan Yan was very happy to be punished by Bai Lian’s family rules. After all, “tickling” was a unique punishment that was similar to a sexual act.

Bai Lian rolled to the bed holding the quilt, sat up cross-legged, and grinned fiercely: “I won’t let you go even if you beg for mercy, you can’t cheat.”

Zhan Yan put away the fruit plate, and did a series of actions smoothly. He lowered his knees that were pressing on the mattress, pulled up his ankles and helped him put on slippers: “Be good, baby, go wash up first and then come over to punish me.”

He was facing the light, and his hair and facial features were outlined delicately and vividly. Although it was a humble action, his posture of bending and kneeling was natural and natural, and his blue eyes were full of cherishment and love.

“Just you wait, huh.” Bai Lian was dragging his slippers, his hair standing on end, yawning continuously, and his wet eyelashes were gleaming in the light.

Seeing him walking unsteadily, Zhan Yan shook his head helplessly. Even though the carpet on the ground was thick enough for people to sleep on, and the sharp corners were covered with soft sponge, he was still worried that the baby would get bumped into, so he simply carried him to wash himself.

When Zhan Yan carried the person out, Bai Lian had already fallen into a dazed state of half asleep and half awake. Maybe he was extremely obsessed with inflicting “punishment” on Zhan Yan. Even though he was obviously very sleepy, Bai Lian was still trying to keep his wet eyes open which were covered with a layer of misty water vapor. His soft little fists relentlessly pounded Zhan Yan’s chest, and he muttered in a daze: “I’m going to make you kneel down and call me daddy… I really hate you the most…”

“Baby, go to sleep.” Zhan Yan lowered his head and gently kissed Bai Lian’s half-closed eyes. His soft and curled eyelashes repeatedly brushed across his lips, almost tickling his heart.

He turned off the wall lamp, held him tightly in his arms, carefully tucked the blanket in for him, leaned close to Bai Lian’s ear and whispered, “Good night, my baby…”

Bai Lian found a comfortable position and rubbed against it, completely falling into a dream woven by his favorite dessert.

“Ding – the protagonist’s love value +5, the current love value is 85.”