Chapter 104

In order to block out the light, Wang Jue used to choose a "dark and thick" bed curtain. Several pure black curtains hung down from the ceiling and surrounded the bed tightly. Now, a thin calf stretches out from the bed curtain and sits beside the bed. The white and tender skin is in sharp contrast to the dark bed curtain, giving birth to a sense of * * for no reason.

Wang Jue's first reaction was that Zhang Shufeng, the romantic ghost who moved out to live in, brought people back and got them into his bed, but the baby was still in bed, so a small group of people in a hurry to shoot might not see it at all, so they just rolled into bed.

"Zhang Shufeng!" Wang Jue was in a hurry. He quickly rushed to the bed ladder and pulled the curtain off the bed. But there was no messy scene he imagined. There was only a beautiful young man with naked body who was sleeping on his bed without any precaution. His face and body were equally delicate and beautiful. Under the tip of his nose, his ruddy lips were slightly open, and his tongue was faintly exposed taste. He sleeps lazily, with one leg hanging at random by the bed and his pink toes curling up, showing himself unreservedly in front of Wang Jue.

The sudden beautiful scenery gave Wang Jue a huge visual impact, which made his brain blank and his lower abdomen hot. His eyes were caught in the amazing beauty, and his hands were stiff. He didn't know whether to put it down or not.

At this time, the sleeping boy whimpered. He seemed to be disturbed by the big noise he had just rushed up. He pouted and muttered something. He rolled over and hugged the pillow. He rode on one leg naturally, half prostrate and then fell asleep. His full and lovely little buttocks were exposed in Wang Jue's sight.

Wang Jue's whole blood was quickly divided into two parts, one to his face and the other to three inches under his navel. He quickly turned his head, shook off the air-conditioner quilt at hand, covered the boy's seductive body, stopped the source of the crime, and the beautiful atmosphere filled in the narrow bed tent just disappeared.

Wang Jue soon regained his composure. He swept his eyes around the bed. He didn't find the figure of the pocket hairball. He stepped on the bed and shook the boy up: "Hey, wake up, do you hear me?"

"Well..." Young eyelashes tremble, slowly open eyes, black eyes like full of spring water, clear and pure.

Wang Jue felt that his eyes seemed to know each other before, but he didn't have time to think about it. He went straight to the subject and said, "did you see a little suckling cat?"

The young man woke up from his dream and sat up staring at him for a while. The air conditioner slipped from him and showed his beautiful shoulder and neck. Wang Jue couldn't find wentuan. He was worried and couldn't look at the beauty. He asked him again in a cold voice: "answer me."

The boy's eyes slowly moved to Wang Jue. Then he woke up and fell asleep. With his eyes shining, he rushed straight to his arms, hugged his waist, rubbed his face intimately, and made a joyful hum in his mouth.

Wang Jue has been a schoolmaster for four years, and his pursuers have never stopped, but he is the first to take off his clothes and wait for him in bed.

"Who are you?" Wang Jue pushed him away, grabbed his thin shoulder and asked, "where did you put my little Keai?"

The young man was assassinated by him. First, he was stunned. A look of grievance gradually appeared on his beautiful little face. He sobbed out of tune and looked at him pitifully.

Wang Jue was stunned, only to find that he was more familiar with the boy's tender appearance and vivid expression.

The boy felt that the strength on his shoulder was looser, so he licked Wang Jue's hand in a flattering way. The soft tip of his tongue made a wet mark on the back of his hand. He looked at him with full eyes and meowed at him twice.

Meow, meow?

As soon as Wang Jue's breath stopped, his heart suddenly began to beat wildly, and the innocent temperament between his eyebrows gradually overlapped with that of his baby.

"Baby..." Wang Jue's voice was a little trembling, and his heart was tightly raised in his throat, "is that you, baby?"

Wen AI just turned into an adult, still can't speak, blinking big eyes, nodding, sipping his mouth, showing a sweet smile to him.

Wang Jue was so overjoyed that he hugged him hard that the veins on his arm protruded. God knows how excited he is now. He's crazy! Since the last time the baby accidentally fell into his crotch and stepped on him in a panic, he vaguely found that he had some unusual feelings for the baby, which was abnormal and dangerous. After a long period of inner struggle, he finally decided to face up to the feelings, and even began to figure out how to stay with a cat forever.

But now God smashed a big pancake on his head, which made him grin and say incoherently: "Hey, hey, my little Keai, it's so good, how can he become a human, really become a human..."

before Wen AI changed his body in his sleep, he also looked down at his bald body and felt this and that, which is good Strangely, he reached out to Wang Jue and carefully compared the differences between them. He lifted up Wang Jue's T-shirt, and his small white hand went back and forth to study on Mai's strong chest muscle.

Wang Jue, with his naked sweetheart in his arms at the moment, was full of wild imagination. He was so insensible that his desire to suppress was immediately poured with a bucket of hot oil, which almost burned his reason.

"Baby." Wang Jue gritted his teeth and held his hand, gasping for breath. "I can't touch it at will."

Wen AI was as like as two peas, and lowered his head and bit his chest. He looked at him with a triumphant look, just as he used to look like the cat's tail was warping.Wang Jue's eyes turned red: "you are..."

Look for the sun.