This man, when he got serious, was really serious.

In his place, sometimes, Suningyan feels like a child, and he also needs to be cared for.

Watch as he holds her hand, finger by finger.

Suningyan's eyes suddenly became hot, and he didn't care that the two of them were in the bathtub, and hugged Zhuo Junyue directly.

"Little uncle, how can you be so good to me? No one has ever been like this. ”

Mom left early, but Su Guohua, she suspected that he had never treated her as a daughter.

Growing up, she felt like a female man, taking care of herself and her younger brother.

Zhuo Junyue looked at the little thing lying on his chest, as if crying, he gently patted her shoulder, like coaxing a child.

"Well, there will be a little uncle in the future, huh?"

He pulled her and looked at her with red eyes and couldn't help but pinch her nose.

"Little flower cat, why do you love to cry so much? No more crying, no need to cry. ”

After speaking, Zhuo Junyue lowered his head and gently kissed away the tears on her face.

He was gentle and not as intense as usual. It's like a pair of gentle big hands, soothing her uneasiness a little bit.

Suningyan's heart was filled with sweetness, and he felt really happy at the moment.

Because, she has such an excellent man by her side.

"Little uncle, you are so good......"

"If you know that your little uncle is good, you should repay your little uncle well, huh?"

Zhuo Junyue meant something, how could Suningyan not know what he wanted to do?

"That's... That helped you take a bath? ”

"Okay, little thing, wash it clean, just like it used to."

Suningyan couldn't help but think that when he couldn't see with his eyes before, he was also bullied to death.

Ten minutes later, Zhuo Junyue finally couldn't help it and fished her out of the bathtub.

He grabbed a bath towel and carried her to the large soft bed.

Her little hands, touching around on him, where is it called a bath? She was clearly setting fires.

Suningyan's stomach was faintly painful, and Zhuo Junyue couldn't wait to tear her apart.

At a critical moment, Suningyan propped his hands on his chest, "Little uncle, don't, I... I have a stomachache. ”

After speaking, Suningyan felt a colic, and then something warm flowed out.

Zhuo Junyue let go of her, and then saw the dark red between her legs.

At this moment, he just wanted to curse!

Su Ningyan looked at him and endured it uncomfortably, his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and the green tendons were slightly twisted.

"Little uncle, I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to. ”

Of course, Zhuo Junyue knew that she didn't mean it, and this kind of thing was not something she could control.

It's just that when a man reaches this point, it is hard enough to brake suddenly.

However, looking at the nervous and guilty expression on the little thing's face, where was Zhuo Junyue willing to make her sad?

He bent down and gently kissed her on the red lips, "It's okay, I'll go take a cold shower." ”

After saying that, he didn't dare to look at her any more, and strode into the bathroom, followed by the sound of rushing water.

Suningyan got up from the bed and quickly changed his clothes, fortunately there was a pack of tampons in his bag.

Zhuo Junyue took a cold shower for twenty minutes and finally came out of the bathroom.

He was literally in his nightgown, and his head was still dripping from the strong chest muscles on his chest.

Suningyan couldn't help but be stunned, the perfect proportions are just like a model. No, it should be said that the models in those magazines are killed.

Zhuo Junyue looked at her eyes, and quickly ripped off his nightgown, "Little goblin, let you see enough, does your stomach hurt?" ”()

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