Cannon fodder tore the fake young master Script [MTL]

Ch 136 - Always Be My Big Baby

The lips were covered with warmth, Rongrong trembled slightly, and closed her eyes.

With one hand back, his palm rested on the floor, the other hand hooked his brother's neck, his eyelashes moist.

Rong Zheng opened his eyes suddenly, and he took the hand that Rong Rong had around his neck and held it in the palm of his hand. Raising his hand, he wiped the end of Rongrong's red eyes with his fingertips.

Rongrong's eyes were red, the tip of his nose was red, but the corners of his lips were raised. He opened his palms and asked his brother for a gift, "Only singing, no birthday present."

Rong Zheng kissed Rong Rong's palm, "Yes. I'll give it to you on your birthday today."

His brother's kiss was very soft, like a cloud, gently falling on his palm, and like kissing his heart valve, Rong Rong's body trembled slightly.

The lights in the courtyard corridor were on, and the dim light was on Rong Zheng and Rong Rong.

The morning has passed, and the night is already deep. At this point, my parents must be asleep, but Jian Yi is not necessarily. He is probably still in the room checking his phone, because he often sees that guy in the middle of the night and is still posting news on his Moments. If he goes downstairs, as long as he sees the lights on the corridor side, Jian Yi will most likely come over after looking for the lights.

Rongrong stretched out her hand and turned off the lights in the courtyard corridor with a "pop". The surroundings fell into darkness, and the moonlight in the courtyard shone on the ground, vaguely reflecting the outlines of the two overlapping figures in the courtyard.

Rong Rong sat on top of his brother. He drank and his body was a little heavy. It was more appropriate to bump into it rather than sit on Rong Zheng's. Rong Zheng was knocked back by him, his right hand propped up on the floor, and his left hand hugged Rong Rong's waist to prevent him from falling.

His figure was steadfast, his face was held up, he smelled the strong smell of wine, and there was a soft touch from his lips.

A kiss that was just a touch of water, Shimizu didn't look like Rongrong's exclusive kiss.

Rong Zheng understood that because the two were at home, even if his parents agreed, Rongrong would still have scruples in her behavior and did not dare to go too far.

Sensing that the softness was about to leave, Rong Zheng grabbed his warm, the tip of his tongue opened Rongrong's sandalwood mouth, and the tip of his tongue swept across his teeth, wrapping his tongue. Rongrong felt that he was like a firewood now, his brother was a fire, his brother's tongue stuck in, and the fire was ignited. But this fire is not hot at all, just like the bonfire sitting in front of the fire to warm your hands in winter, it is warm and addicting.

Rongrong likes his brother's kiss very much. Even though they had kissed many, many times, his brother's kisses could easily make him addicted. Every time, his soul can be sympathized.

His hand had his own thoughts, and he felt it from the hem of his brother's clothes with ease. The body that has been exercised all the year round has distinct texture, and the skin under the palm is smooth and firm, and the touch is not too good. Rongrong couldn't put it down.

Joy begets sorrow.

Rong Rong clearly heard the sound of his own swallowing saliva.

The sound of swallowing saliva is not too big, but it is too quiet right now, so the "gudong" sound is amplified infinitely.

Rongrong's ears were hot, and the hot temperature spread from his ears to his cheeks instantly.

Rong Zheng let out a low laugh, his voice was clear and clear, like a clear stream in the mountains scouring the cobblestones, and the sound was sultry, but at this moment, Rong Rong heard it in his ears, and only found it annoying to death.