Son won't bite you. "
Huang Dan pushed the man on his body, but he couldn't push it at all. He looked up at the treetops, not knowing what he saw, his eyes widened slightly, "Get up quickly."
Qi Fengqin's enthusiasm, "I can't afford it."
Huang Dan pushed again, "There are birds on the tree, they can pull..."
Before he could say anything, he saw a small drop dripping down directly onto the man's shoulder, "Okay, no need to get up."
Qi Feng stroked the young man's face, kissed him several times on the lips, stuck his tongue in and out for a few laps, moved his palms down, and lifted his t-shirt up, "Look at Uncle's old bones. For the sake of serving you so hard, can you stop whispering?"
Huang Dan shook his body, he took a breath and said, "Bird shit."
Qi Feng's voice was mostly blocked by the t-shirt, and it was a little vague when it came out. His chest vibrated and he smiled happily, "I want to lie to my uncle, but you are still tender."
Huang Dan said, "Really, it's on your left shoulder."
Qi Feng ignored it.
Huang Dan's inhalation sound became louder, he grabbed the man's arms with both hands, his upper body was lifted up, his back arched a forbearance arc, and he lay back again, the corners of his eyes reddened.
Qi Feng's throat rolled and made a swallowing motion. He pinched the young man's sweaty face and pressed it against the two lips.
Huang Dan frowned, "I don't like my own taste."
Qi Feng laughed hoarsely, "Then do you like the smell of your uncle?"
Huang Dan said, "I like it."
Qi Feng's breathing suddenly stagnated, and an unbearable sound came out of his throat. He scolded lowly, dragged the young man in front of him, leaned over and took a bite, "Damn, uncle will die in your hands sooner or later."
The shadow of the tree swayed, leaving deep and shallow shadows on the two people on the grass.
A few knew how vigorously the original cry was, and suddenly there were more cries under the tree, destroying their melody.
When they looked for fame, they saw a young man with slender limbs crying on the body of a tall and strong man, his face full of tears.
About half an hour later, the tall and strong man picked up the young man and put it on the grass. The young man was still crying. He couldn't open his eyes or put his legs down, and his whole body was shaking.
The acquaintances have been watching, and slowly ants and beetles joined in, and a group of friends watched with relish.
The wind passed by in a circle, the leaves fell in a whirl, and two leaves fell on the young man and the man, and were knocked aside.
Huang Dan was sweating all over and was pulled into his arms by the man, his rough palms rubbed against his face, he shook in pain, his red eyes were half-closed, half-dead.
Qi Feng wiped the tears from the young man's face, and then used his thumb and forefinger to pinch his nose and blow his nose.
Huang Dan is not ashamed, he can't remember how many times he has been treated like this.
After a while, he slowed down, put his weight on the man's arms, and squinted his eyes to blow air.
Qi Feng rubbed the young man's shoulder, "Your father and mother quarreled again?"
Huang Dan nodded, "Well, it's a quarrel every three days."
Qi Feng kissed his ear, "We won't quarrel in the future."
Huang Dan shook his head and said, "Impossible, you will quarrel with me."
Qi Feng was stunned when he heard the words, "Really? So sure?"
Huang Dan said, "Well, because you sometimes don't make sense."
Qi Feng, "..."
His face twitched, "Why doesn't it make sense?"
Huang Dan stopped talking.
Qi Feng rubbed his forehead and smiled, "Uncle has lived at this age, but he was stunned by your ignorant words."
Huang Dan didn't say anything, just squeezed the man's hand.
Zhang Yao's call came at a wrong time, disrupting their intimate time.
Some people don’t necessarily make several calls to their homes throughout the year, some people only call home when they have no money, and some people make calls every now and then, and they just talk about trivial things every day.
Zhang Yao is the latter.
She made this call because she knew about the quarrel between her parents and asked what was the cause and whether she had done anything.
Huang Dan said, "It was the past."
Zhang Yao sighed, "I heard my mother's voice hoarse, I must have cried, where are you?"
Huang Dan held the man's big hand, "Outside."
Zhang Yao sighed, "Why did you go outside at noon? Brother, why can't you all let me rest assured?"
Huang Dan was speechless.
As Zhang Yao talked, she talked about her brother's first love, "Brother, you are married, and your parents have grandchildren with you, so there is no time to quarrel."
A pain in the chest, Huang Dan hurriedly told Zhang Yao