Song Mingxuan smiled softly at him, quickly pinched his waist and pulled him back, continued to rub his stomach for him, his warm lips pressed against the side of his face, and his voice was low and deep, with Sexy and hoarse, every time he speaks in this tone, Su Jinzhi knows that he is going to make trouble again.
"Is Jin Zhi still in pain?" Sure enough, the next moment the man started to seduce him, "Do you want Daddy to rub you again?"
Su Jinzhi continued to pretend to be an innocent boy who lost his way: "Father..."
"Huh? What's the matter?" Song Mingxuan responded, turned the boy's face and looked into his eyes, making sure that there was nothing but confusion and helplessness in his eyes, and then continued to smile, "It still hurts?"
"Father..." The boy's hands that grabbed the corners of his clothes suddenly tightened, his fingers turned white and his bones protruded, as if confirming something, he called out to him again in a voice that didn't match his violent movements .
Song Mingxuan lifted his body around him, took him into his arms, stroked his hair and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, Jinzhi, Dad is here."
"Dad..." Su Jinzhi hugged him tightly, his head was pressed tightly against his chest, his eyes were red, and he called him helplessly, and finally whispered the words, "Dad... don't put me Get out... don't leave me... don't want me..."
Hearing these words, Song Mingxuan took a deep breath, and the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably—his little adopted son finally jumped out of the water protecting him, and opened his mouth to bite the sweet bait hanging down by him. The hook hidden in the bait will catch his flesh and make it impossible for him to break free.
"Why would Dad drive you out?" He half bent down, put his chin lightly on the boy's head, and said in an extremely gentle voice: "I will not leave you either, no matter what, I will always loveyou."
Su Jinzhi listened to his words and watched him suddenly reach the 80/100 progress value, and couldn't help sighing slightly—the man used "I" instead of "Dad". This means that no matter what capacity they get along with in the future, Song Mingxuan will never let him go.
And Song Mingxuan is indeed good at playing psychological tactics. He pinpointed the weakness of "Song Jinzhi". This so-called home did not give Song Jinzhi much sense of security. Now his true identity was directly revealed by Song Yingchu, and they knew it directly. He was not Song Mingxuan's son at all, and the tenderness that he craved for establishing this false identity might disappear.
His relatives, his elder brother no longer want him, and now Song Mingxuan is the only one who is willing to continue to love him. Song Jinzhi has a psychological problem. He is autistic and sensitive, and he longs to be loved, no matter how it is given. Love, as long as it can give him warmth, he will cling to this driftwood like a drowning person.
Even in the eyes of outsiders right now, Song Mingxuan raised his tender adopted son to satisfy his other dirty and ulterior motives.
Su Jinzhi lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Brother said... I am not my father's biological son..."
"Yes." Song Mingxuan stroked his head, "This matter is a bit complicated, Dad will talk to you later, okay?"
Su Jinzhi nodded obediently.
Song Mingxuan hugged his little adopted son's slender body contentedly, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and kissed him in his hair: "Okay, don't cry, tell Dad, does your stomach still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore..." The boy shook his head, his brown eyes were wet with tears, and the gaze he cast was innocent and seductive, making Song Mingxuan really want to put him on this big bed right now, and ruthlessly ravage him Him, let him cry even worse.
But it's not enough now, this is his baby, it will be the most touching after raising it for a few more days, and then eating this bottle of jam when it is very sweet and greasy.
Song Mingxuan's kiss slid down the young man's forehead, stopped on the side of the face, and turned to the soft lips. After confirming that the young man was indeed very obedient to accept his kiss, Song Mingxuan sucked his lips, He asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you hate how Dad treats you like this?"
Su Jinzhi shook his head: "I don't hate it." We can do something more shameful.
However, good dad Song Mingxuan obviously still wants to be a beast in front of him, trying to brainwash him: "Dad wants to kiss you because he loves you. Isn't this comfortable?" Still very confident, he wanted to let the young man get used to his kisses first, and then he would move on to the next step. After all, things always progress step by step, and it's not good to be too impatient to scare him.
Su Jinzhi felt that Song Mingxuan was like a pervert who seduced innocent teenagers, but he could only nod obediently, and whispered: "Yes, it's very comfortable..."
After getting a satisfactory answer, Song Mingxuan kissed him again, and then got out of bed to put on his shoes. Su Jinzhi grabbed him, and his voice was full of anxiety: "Father! Where are you going?"
Song Mingxuan patted him on the back, let the young man relax, and said, "The porridge that Aunt Hui made for you is ready, you have to eat something mild, and then take the medicine." Then he sternly frowned again Quite seriously, he said: "In the future, you must never not care about your body like today, or your father will not want you."
Su Jinzhi lowered his head and agreed with a sleepy expression: "Yes, I understand, Dad."
Song Mingxuan looked at his languid and pitiful appearance, and felt distressed after a while, thinking whether what he said just now might have been too harsh, and immediately changed his words: "Okay, Dad just said it casually, Dad will always I won't want you."
Su Jinzhi put his arms around his waist, leaned into his arms and nodded.
An old man who has been abstinent for many years has no resistance to this kind of docile and well-behaved boy. Song Mingxuan stared at his soft hair, his eyes gradually darkened, and his voice became hoarse, but he still pulled the boy's hair away with strong force. Arm: "Lie obediently on the bed, Dad will go downstairs to serve you porridge."
But he had only left a few steps before Su Jinzhi jumped off the bed, hugged his waist from behind, and said in a muffled voice, "I want to go with Dad."
Song Mingxuan stood on the spot and took a deep breath. He knew that he was rejecting the boy. After all, he was in so much pain that he could barely get up, and now he should lie on the bed and rest. But now he is completely paralyzed by ancient joy. With a helpless and doting tone that he didn't realize, he turned around and said, "Okay, then go down and eat, you put on your shoes first."
Su Jinzhi let Song Mingxuan drag him back to the bed and sat down, squatted down and grabbed one of his feet, carefully wiped away the dust that was not on the soles of his feet, and finally rubbed his ankles before covering him with a plush slippers.
This action reminded Su Jinzhi of a person for no reason——Qin Yezhou, his overall goal of saving the first world.
He was also like that at that time, standing on the edge of the hot spring and staring at the top of the man's hair from an almost condescending angle, and Qin Yezhou was just like Song Mingxuan now, rubbing his fingers lightly against his ankle in front of him. The voices of the two of them were equally gentle and deep, and they also loved him unprincipled, but he couldn't understand Qin Yezhou back then, and he couldn't understand Song Mingxuan now either.
But they were so similar that when Song Mingxuan put on the shoes for him and looked up at him with those dark gray shoes that were as deep as midnight, Su Jinzhi felt a little sad for no reason.
"Let's go." Song Mingxuan stood up and took his hand.
Su Jinzhi lowered his eyes and responded softly, and followed Song Mingxuan.
Hui's mother was very happy to see Song Mingxuan coaxing Su Jinzhi downstairs, and immediately brought up the hot porridge: "Hey, it's the master's best way, young master, please try this porridge quickly, and call me before the master gets home." I told me to cook it, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat when you get up, young master..."
He and Song Mingxuan were the only ones sitting at the table. Su Jinzhi looked around to see if Song Yingchu was there. However, just in this daze, he directly scooped a spoonful of porridge and put it into his mouth without blowing it. The porridge was very hot just after it came out of the pot, Su Jinzhi let out a painful "woo", feeling that his whole tongue was tingling. It was scalded.
The sound of the spoon colliding with the dishes was very crisp. Hui Ma was startled when she saw Su Jinzhi's actions and the painful expression on her face, but Song Mingxuan moved faster than her, and immediately raised his hand to pinch Su Jinzhi's chin. Tell him to swallow the porridge, lest he burn his esophagus, bring the other to his mouth, frown and whisper: "Spit it out."
Su Jinzhi spit out the porridge into Song Mingxuan's hand a few times, then felt the back of his tongue, and found sadly that his tongue had lost all feeling, and he probably wouldn't taste anything in the next day or two.
Number one also sneered at him: "Is porridge delicious?"
Su Jinzhi said stiffly: "Anyway, you can't eat it!"
If it was No. 0, this meeting might have cried aloud, but No. 1 used a meaningful "hehe" to end all Su Jinzhi's sentences that could continue to refute it.
The porridge in the palm of his hand was still quite hot, if he swallowed it, he would definitely burn the boy's esophagus, this boy just didn't take care of his body. Feeling the temperature of the porridge, Song Mingxuan frowned even deeper. He took out a tissue and wiped Su Jinzhi's mouth before getting up to wash his hands. When he came back, he saw the boy covering his mouth with tears in his eyes. He couldn't help being angry and funny, and walked over Pinching his sharp chin, he said, "Open your mouth, and show Dad if it's burning."
Su Jinzhi opened his mouth and said vaguely: "Father...it hurts..."
Song Mingxuan frowned tightly, seeing the young man's originally tender red tongue turned white, without a single bit of charming thoughts in his heart, he coaxed him full of distress: "It hurts? Daddy will blow it to you." After saying that, he put it in Su Jinzhi's mouth. Blow a few breaths lightly.
Next, Song Mingxuan didn't let Su Jinzhi drink the porridge by himself. He brought Su Jinzhi's bowl in front of him, took a spoonful and let it cool down, and touched his lips to make sure it wouldn't burn until the young man gave it to him before feeding it into his mouth. inside.
Su Jinzhi blushed a little, because Hui's mother was watching the two of them, so after he took a few mouthfuls, he turned his head and refused to eat any more: "Father..."
Song Mingxuan glanced at Aunt Hui, and said amusedly, "You know you're shy?"
"Young master, why are you so shy? I fed my son when his leg was broken last year. He is a grown man in his thirties. You are still young, in the hearts of parents, children will always grow up." Not too big." Aunt Hui waved her hand indifferently.
Listening to Aunt Hui's words, Song Mingxuan smiled and didn't say anything. The boy didn't mention Song Yingchu again during the meal, which made him very satisfied.
At night, Song Mingxuan asked Su Jinzhi in a good mood if he wanted to sleep with him.
sleep together
Su Jinzhi pretended to be shy, lowered his head and said coyly: "Dad... I haven't bathed yet..."
Song Mingxuan took his hand: "It's okay, it's the same to wash at Dad's."
Su Jinzhi declined again out of symbolism: "But Dad, my pajamas..."
Song Mingxuan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Put on daddy's." Dad doesn't mind if he doesn't wear it, but Song Mingxuan didn't say the last sentence.
Big things are going to happen tonight!
Full of excitement, Su Jinzhi followed Song Mingxuan to his room.
The man's room is in a dark blue tone, very frigid and ascetic. Looking at the gloomy decoration of this room, Su Jinzhi felt that if he insisted on entering the door, he would be half wilted.
Fortunately, the water in the bathroom was very hot, and Su Jinzhi felt his body and heart heat up again after being steamed by the hot and humid steam.
He wiped the mist off the mirror, and took a few glances at himself. Song Mingxuan only had a black nightgown here. He was wearing a bit too big, and the hem covered his knees. His fair chest was almost completely exposed, and he moved a lot. Nothing can cover it up, and he can feel it when he looks at it. If it is not for maintaining the personality, Su Jinzhi would like to lubricate and develop himself here.
Su Jinzhi pushed open the bathroom door and found that Song Mingxuan was waiting for him lying on the bed, reading with a few pages of paper in his hand, and he didn't send a few glances when he heard him open the door, looking at him as upright and abstinent as his room .
Su Jinzhi had no choice but to walk over by himself, kicked off his slippers, knelt down from the end of the bed and crawled to Song Mingxuan's side: "Father..."
Song Mingxuan was finally willing to look at him now, but he frowned when he saw the boy's wet dripping hair, and immediately got out of bed and took a towel to wipe his hair: "Didn't I tell you last time?" You have to dry your hair before you go to bed." After drying the boy's hair, he stared at Su Jinzhi's half-open white chest and said in a more serious voice, "Why aren't the clothes fastened properly? What should I do if I catch a cold? What did Dad say this afternoon? Don't you think about it at all?"
Su Jinzhi: "..."
After Song Mingxuan pulled his clothes for him, he began to urge him to get into the bed quickly, tucked the corner of the quilt again, kissed Su Jin on the forehead, and stuffed a book into his hand: "Jinzhi reads the book first, and Dad washes it." I'll come right after I take a bath, and if you're sleepy, you can go to bed first, so you don't have to wait for Dad."
Su Jinzhi: "..." Very good, his thoughts are too dirty, Song Mingxuan really just wants to sleep with him simply.
Song Mingxuan took a cold shower in the bathroom, and suppressed restless thoughts before going out.
Outside, the young man was nestled under the quilt, holding a book and reading it seriously. After hearing the sound, he immediately raised his head from behind the book, and his beautiful brown eyes looked at him without blinking. Fortunately, the pajamas he is wearing now are loose enough to barely cover the situation below him.
Taking a cold shower for nothing, Song Mingxuan sighed secretly, walked over to the young man and lifted the quilt to lie down.
As soon as he entered the quilt, the boy's warm body was immediately pressed against him, and then he frowned: "Dad, you are so cold..."
He should have taken a hot bath, Song Mingxuan felt even more regretful in his heart.
"Jinzhi, Dad wants to talk to you about something." He took the book away from the boy's hand, and then brought over the document bag that he put on the bedside before taking a bath. Hearing the words, the young man raised his chin and looked at him, as if he didn't know how embarrassing what he was about to say would embarrass him.
Song Mingxuan, who had never hesitated before, couldn't bear it at this moment. He took out a few of the photos that Bai Xinlu sent to the young man that he had printed in his file bag, and put them in front of the young man, with a soft voice: "Jin Zhineng can tell Dad about this." something?"
When the young man saw those photos, his originally rosy face suddenly turned pale.
"What should I do if my current partner catches a pornographic photo that seems to be cheating? Wait online, it's very urgent." Su Jinzhi talked to No. 1.
No. 1 said concisely: "Break up, divorce."
Su Jinzhi let out a "hee": "But my father can't bear to part with me."
Number One doesn't want to talk to this shameless host anymore.
"Dad, Dad, I don't know... I don't know..." Su Jinzhi was secretly happy in his heart, but he stammered while grabbing Song Mingxuan's wrist outside, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were reddish.
Song Mingxuan looked at his panicked and dazed appearance, and his heart sank suddenly. He didn't believe that the boy would really have sex with that Bai Xinlu, but Bai Xinlu had the photo in hand, and insisted that they did have sex that night, so He took these photos to ask the boy, wanting to get a definite answer.
But right now... It seems that Bai Xinlu is telling the truth.
Song Mingxuan grabbed Su Jinzhi's wrist instead, and said solemnly: "Don't you remember if you had sex with her?"
Su Jinzhi opened his eyes wide, his eyes were full of horror, tears rolled in his eyes, he shook his head and repeated: "I don't know, Dad... I forgot... I don't remember... Dad... Dad..."
Song Mingxuan has already torn Song Yingchu's heart. He was a little angry that the treasure he was holding carefully in his palm had been defiled by that kind of woman before he could take it in. But he looked at Su Jinzhi's trembling in his heart. It's more about guilt, after all, if it wasn't for his negligence and indifference, based on Bai Xinlu's identity, she would never have the right to touch the boy with a finger in her life.
"I'm sorry, it's dad who didn't protect you well." Song Mingxuan kissed the boy's hair, and apologized with deep sorrow.
The source of all the boy's pain today comes from him. He brought him home, and when he was his father, he couldn't give him any care; but now, knowing that what the boy wants most is family affection and companionship, he forcibly deprives him of what he has obtained from other people in the outside world. Warm rights, turn your love into shackles and bind him tightly.
But what Su Jinzhi wanted was not his apology, but a hard fuck from the man who found out that his partner might be cheating and jealous. It's hard for an old virgin to have sex, and he hasn't had sex for a long time!
All the seduction plans tonight failed. Su Jinzhi really wanted to cry now. He looked gloomy and wanted to cry. He felt that without the nourishment of love, he would wither. Why is Song Mingxuan so frigid and unreasonable
"Father...Father..." Su Jinzhi hugged Song Mingxuan and cried miserably, crying until Song Mingxuan's heart ached.
So he could only hold the boy in his arms and coax him loudly: "Okay, Jinzhi is fine, Dad has already helped you get rid of her, and she will never appear in front of you again in the future."
You lied, her -80/100 progress is still lying there.
Perhaps it was because of the stomachache this afternoon that Su Jinzhi was a little haggard. He cried for a while and then fell asleep in a daze. The next morning, he was woken up by Song Mingxuan: "Jinzhi wake up, it's time to have breakfast, if you're still sleepy, go back to bed after breakfast."
"Father..." Su Jinzhi opened his eyes. Song Mingxuan had already packed everything and stood in front of the bed. Seeing him wake up, Song Mingxuan went to the bed and opened the heavy blackout curtain.
The bright and harsh sunlight came in from the outside, like a layer of finely divided gold powder, casting warm beams of light.
Su Jinzhi suddenly came into contact with the light, and his eyes were a little stinging. Just as Su Jinzhi raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, Song Mingxuan grabbed his arm, lifted him from the bed and put him in the bathroom. A cup filled with warm water was stuffed into his left hand, and toothpaste was applied. His toothbrush was stuffed into the palm of his right hand again, while Song Mingxuan was still twisting a hot towel, urging him: "Brush your teeth quickly."
Su Jinzhi put the toothbrush into his mouth and found that the toothpaste still tasted of strawberry.
Song Mingxuan waited for him to brush his teeth, then took a hot towel and wiped his face. He was more careful than serving him safe and happy in the last world. Su Jinzhi didn't even move his fingers, and Song Mingxuan got dressed and carried him downstairs.
At the dinner table, Song Mingxuan stirred the porridge with a spoon, let it cool down and pushed it in front of Su Jinzhi before eating his breakfast.
"Don't look, Dad can't run, hurry up and drink porridge." Song Mingxuan saw the boy staring at him with those beautiful brown eyes without blinking, couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and rubbed his head, " You still need to take medicine after you finish the porridge, you had a stomachache yesterday, so you won’t be allowed to drink milk today.”
"Oh..." Su Jinzhi obediently lowered his head to drink the porridge.
Hui's mother watched the two of them get along and joked: "The master still spoils the young master so much."
Song Mingxuan smiled: "Who made me only have such a baby."
Su Jinzhi didn't raise his head. He ate the warm porridge that Song Mingxuan blew into the bowl, and felt his ears gradually warm up.