Broken Bonds

79

Chapter 79

WARNING: There may be some mature elements in this chapter. The readers’ discretion is advised.

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Although the drug had been resolved, Yan Feili was weak. In the warm bath, the heat drilled into the pores, and the muscles all over his body loosened, feeling that Beitang Ao’s hands gently massaged his sore and uncomfortable back.

Beitang Ao scrubbed the mottles on his body and eased his hard work. When he relaxed his body, Beitang Ao’s dexterous fingers slid down the lubricated pool water, came between his legs, and drilled gently into his body.

“Qianzhi, what are you doing?”

“Clean up for you.” 

“This kind of thing… I will do it myself.”

“No! You get down!” Beitang Ao held him down, his fingers were in and out, poking into the depths and carefully scratching and pressing. Yan Feili felt sensitive there. His muscles were tight, and soon the murky white turbidity flowed along his legs.

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Beitang Ao listened to the moans and reactions. He knew that Yan Feili was emotional and stepped forward to hug him and rubbed his lower body between his thighs.

“Uh… Qianzhi…” Yan Feili’s body was extremely sensitive to Beitang Ao. His lust was cultivated in the combination of the two many times. Beitang Ao’s fingers were flexibly churning in his hole, how can he bear it? 

Beitang Ao had long been impulsive. Yan Feili’s words whispered in his ears like an invitation. Knowing that after last night, Yan Feili’s body was very tired. Beitang Ao withdrew his fingers, gently opened Yan Feili’s legs, let him lie on the edge of the pool, leaned on his waist, and slowly entered the still not fully closed hole.

This time, Beitang Ao was extra gentle. The two of them dang and waved gently together with the warm water as if they were floating in a gentle sea. It was unknown how much time had passed when the quiet and gentle love ended. Yan Feili could no longer hold back his exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep. Beitang Ao helped him clean up and put him in clean clothes then carried him back to the bedroom.

I don’t know how long I slept, Yan Feili woke up.

“Foster father? Foster father?” 

Yan Feili opened his eyes and saw Beitang Ri staring at him with beautiful black eyes beside him.

“Li’er.” Yan Feili smiled.

He jumped up excitedly, “Foster father sleeps late, I can’t afford to sleep so late.”

“Foster father overslept. “Yan Feili patted him on the head, saw him dressed up, and asked, “What did you do this morning?” 

“I practiced in the morning, and after, my father took me to ride a horse.” Beitang Ri climbed onto the bed and pressed on Yan Feili, “I wanted to call foster father, but my father won’t let me wake you up, so I have to wait here. ”

Yan Feili hugged him and kissed his tender little cheeks. Beitang Ri didn’t mind but said, “Foster father, get up quickly. It’s time for lunch.”

“Good.” Yan Feili sat up and his body was still aching. When he saw that he was wearing a shirt, he presumed that Beitang Ao must have helped him put it on. His heart warmed. While Yan Feili put on his clothes, Beitang Ri sat aside and waited. Yan Feili turned his head and saw that his little face was completely trusting and depending.

Beitang Ao pushed the door open, saw that Yan Feili had risen, and said, “You woke up.” 

“Ah.” Yan Feili thought of the indulgence last night, became a little embarrassed, but then he was calm. After these storms, what else would he bother to mind? Besides, there was a little person who connects the two of them through their blood.

Beitang Ri pulled on Yan Feili’s hand, “Foster father, let’s go. Let’s go for lunch.”

Beitang Ao held his other little hand, and the two of them walked with the little prince side by side out the bedroom.