Married and loved with a rich old man first

121 be human 4

It's about a refreshing taste.

The child was very young, even the panting was soft, because it was too painful, the corners of his burning red eyes were stained with tears, and he cried and sobbed.

It's both loving and yet wanting to be destroyed.

Qin Sihuan had never touched a child so much younger than him, and his palm was pinched on Lu Zhi's waist, folding his body into various shapes.

Lu zhi's body is very soft, and bending down at the waist is also easy. The iron chains on his ankles were attached to Qin Sihuan's waist, and the cold and heat were intertwined, and occasionally the chains would make a crashing sound.

The light and shadow were chaotic, and the only thing that was clear was the little teenager in his arms.

Qin Sihuan had not had such an absurd dream for a long time, but the dream appeared to be real.

This dream is the deepest in his heart in recent years. The presentation of filthy thoughts.

Deep in his heart, he longed for Lu Zhi, and even hoped to shut Lu Zhi by his side, break his wings, and make him unable to fly out of the palm of his hand for the rest of his life.

He knew it was just an absurd dream, but he didn't want to wake up, he just wanted to indulge himself.

Heartfelt desire. Thinking too much, he could not restrain himself, and could only do what he wanted to do in his dreams.

Qin Sihuan followed the rules for the first half of his life, rarely indulged, and this dream was also the first time he had done it.

***

Lu Zhi played a game for an hour, a little tired, he raised his hand, covered his mouth and yawned, blinked, and went to see Qin Sihuan on the sofa. <

Men don't know when they've fallen asleep.

The laptop was still resting on the coffee table, but he was lying on his back, and his whole body was sunk into the sofa.

Lu Zhi turned off the computer, stood up lightly, and slowly walked to Qin Sihuan's side.

He shouted in a suppressed voice, "Uncle Qin?

Qin Sihuan did not move, slept deeply with his eyes closed, and the corners of his lips curved a little, as if he was dreaming of something.

Lu Zhi had also seen Qin Sihuan smile before, but Qin Sihuan himself was very fierce, and when he laughed, he was not gentle, and it always made people feel that he would be the whole person in the next moment.

At this moment, Qin Sihuan's lips were smiling very shallowly, and his eyebrows were peaceful, like an approachable elder.

Lu Zhi let out a small breath, he bent down, stretched out his fingers, and his fingertips poked at the dimples on the left side of Qin Sihuan's face.

The corners of the man's lips curled up, and the dimples sank a little, as if laughing.

Lu Zhi rested his elbows on the back of the sofa, his wrists supported his face, and tilted his head to stare at Qin Sihuan for a while.

Why did this person obviously have such a good-looking face, but he never smiled like this.

As a Yan dog, Lu Zhi was deeply drowning in Qin Sihuan's beautiful face at this moment, and he murmured softly: "How beautiful you laugh, usually laugh like this, I am sure that many people like you." Qin Sihuan's

eyelashes trembled and he didn't move. <

Lu Zhi did not notice, he stood up straight, looked in the office, and finally found a blanket in an inconspicuous corner, he walked over, and picked it up with his fingers that could still move.