Chapter 31: chapter 31

"Is the water temperature right?" Asa grabbed Gal's hand and tried the water temperature.
"Hmm." Gal was next to the bathtub, and after a low reply he began to pull his own shirt.
"Your clothes are so short too?" Asa frowned, looking at Bai Nen's belly exposed. "Did Lyle do something strange to you?"
Gal ignored him, pulling his short top on himself, trying to crawl into the pool.
"Tongtong."
Gall's weight was unstable, and he rolled into the bathtub. The splash of water wet Asa's shirt, and the wet shirt stuck to his body. The two light-colored bulges on his chest seemed to stand out.
Too late to take off the wet top, Asa quickly bent over and pulled Gal shrunk into a ball, took off the wet top and pulled off the shorts. "You sit down for me, you can't stand this time."
"Cough, cough." Gal sat on the edge of the bathtub, coughing, whispering his head, looking a little embarrassed.
Asa patted his back and began to undress.
Leaning his chin slightly and unbuttoning his throat, Asa was not slow to take off his clothes. Without the cover of the wet clothes, the long, straight and bright white upper body has a clear texture, and the straight and long legs stand close together like a sharp sword.
Galin's pupils under the wet forehead were like two emeralds deep. While looking at each other's body with greedy nostalgia, he did not forget to cough a few times.
Asama's legs entered the bathtub, and the water level line, which was only half of the bathtub, suddenly rose to the bathtub warning level.
After trying the water temperature, Asa turned on the electric hot water into the bathtub. Then he turned around and hugged Gal sitting on the wall of the bathtub into the water. He carefully bent his knees and let Gal sit on it.
The heater in the bathroom was blowing quietly, and the slightly humid heat slightly reddened their bodies. Asa took the bath ball squeezed into the shower gel and rubbed Garr's body. The movement was careful and the strength was not strong. .
The baby's skin was very delicate, and his thumb accidentally pressed his buttocks a few days ago, and a small red mark was made.
Gar sat on Asa's knee, arms stretched out against the wall of the bathtub, and leaned slightly on his neck to enjoy the service provided by Asa. If Asa did not rub anywhere, lift his finger to that place and let Asa wash.
"This……"
"..." Asa was holding his and rubbing his teeth. Looking in the direction of Gal's finger and holding back, the soft little white bug lay quietly on his back.
"Where to pee, wash."
Asa pursed her lips and raised her chin. "Um."
"Wash here too, and here."
Asa looked down with his short fingers. At the bottom of the bathtub, between his legs, the pale pink soft material that had to be harmonized shook innocently in the water.
Still this? Asa's face was a little dark, and the position of Gal's fingers clearly pointed under the harmonious long object, with the legs separated by the thighs--
...
"It doesn't need you to worry about it." Asa calmly lowered his knees, took Gal to his chest, and let him lean on his chest.
Garr lay on his back to Asa, smiling at his invisible angle. "Uncle Lyle said, then, that's the most needed ..."
"Uncle Lyle?" Asa narrowed his eyes. "What else did he say to you?"
"He said, it's very comfortable there." Gal had slipped between Asa's legs, rolled over on Asa's chest, and tilted his head and asked, "What can I do to be comfortable?"
Asa looked stiffly at Gal, who opened his mouth, only to find that he didn't know how to answer his question.
The picture in my mind unconsciously regressed to the night when the bar met Lyle, and was rudely squeezed into the harmonious channel of Miller by the harmonious giant
Damn Lyle.
What did Gal teach while he was away?
"I don't know," Asabac said, "Don't follow Lyle in the future."
it is my fault.
Asa felt he had stayed with Allen for a long time, and his face seemed to be getting stiffer—
Afterwards, Asa could not care about rubbing carefully, holding the bath ball vaguely missed the part pointed out by Garter, and put him on the edge of the bathtub.
Gal ticked his pursed lips and sat quietly, "Well."
Do not move, just look at it.
Asa took the bath ball and squeezed some shampoos. He began to take a shower slowly. The air on the radio was not good. The smell on his body made him feel uncomfortable.
"Dad, I haven't wiped it yet, and here ..."
Asa raised an eyebrow and looked at Gard slightly. "Either shut up, or wash up and go out. Aren't you grown up? Will you go?"
"..." Gal blinked and shut up.
Gal was then taken out by Asa in a creak, because he forgot to take his clothes in before bathing, and Asa only wrapped a towel around his legs.
Quickly thrust Gal into the quilt, and Asara pulled the quilt out and lay in, "sleep."
"..." Asa felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and every night he would feel tired as soon as he put on the pillow, and his consciousness would go away from him a little.
As for the leg that Gal rested on his stomach, I'd better take it tomorrow ...
The whole room was left with a mechanical wall clock walking around regularly, and the quilt fell to the floor beside the bed.
A slender, silver-haired man half-knelt on the bed, his fingers gently stroking Asa lying on the bed.
Long blond hair was scattered on the bed, and her shapely body line was perfect.
The silver-haired man's fingertips detail the blood-red wings on Asa's scapula. Finally, his fingers slowly slid down the depression of the spine and crossed the mountains to the depression of the basin.
The dark green pupils slowly became deep, and the intricate golden mansions stood out in this dark room.
Asa's waist skin subsided slowly.
--puff.
The soft sound of piercing the skin, the blood exuded instantly, but it just stagnated on the surface and did not drip down. The depression moved slowly, and the blood exuded more and more.
But sleeping Asa was unaware of the changes on his back. The half-kneeling silver-haired man stared at Asa's side face obsessively, and the speed at which he contracted his waist was getting faster and faster.
until--
A dark light slowly leaked from the area of ​​the waist, and the dark totem inscribed on Asa's waist disappeared, leaving only the sticky blood on the epidermis.
The silver-haired man rubbed, pinching Asa's tight tun, bent over and licked the blood remaining on his waist ...
"You are mine for ever.
Seaman was sitting on the sofa, dragging his chin and driving his leg. "What's the deal next door? Do you want me to make a contract somewhere?"
In a bat cage on a coffee table, a red-haired bat shook its wings and hid silently in the corner.
"If you don't speak, it's the default, right?" Seaman tickled his lips and smiled elegantly. "But I didn't bring the set of your favorite things."
"Squeak!" The flabby red-haired bat stood up suddenly, screaming on the cage, his eyes fierce.
Himan didn't speak, his eyes suddenly turned hazy, he opened the cage, grabbed the red-haired bat, and held it in front of him. "How did I tell you before you came out?"
The red-haired bat struggled, trying to escape from his hand.
"Would you like me to remind you? You have to come out and consider my request. This is okay. You have to come back for a year and you can't have that relationship with the messy person." Seaman narrowed his eyes dangerously, his elegant face eased The slow yin yin twisted, "But what about you? At least five people's scent is on your body, and you won't go back for nine years."
The struggling little bat stared at Seaman's eyes and twisted his head guilty.
Himan twisted Lyle's head back, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you really think I can't bear to kill you?" The voice was low and cold to the extreme, "I can't wait to kill you now and tear you apart, so you can never leave I."
"..."
His face was cloudy and cloudy for a while, and then he suddenly smiled mildly, "Change back."
"Squeak?"
"Check." Seaman raised an eyebrow and narrowed his eyes to answer.
"squeak!!!"
Seaman stood up and threw the bat onto the bed. "It's useless to object, I have many ways to get you back."
Before the words fell, the fat bat on the bed slowly turned into a red-haired young man, "Don't do it!"
Seaman looked at Lyle with vigilance on the bed and smiled softly, "That's good."
While talking, he grabbed Lyle's ankle and pulled it out, his eyes flashed with madness, "This foot, ring and this foot, the chain is still the most suitable for you, others don't look good."
Lyle, who was still screaming, screamed, and screamed, "Who else did you use my things! Take it off! Strangle me!"
"Who used it?" Seaman gently stroked the name on the silver ring, raised his eyelid and glanced at Lyle. "Does this have anything to do with you? Do you think I will still be obsessed with someone who hasn't known to go home for nine years?" Live animals?
"..." Lyle froze and frantically struggled, but his hands tied to his ankles were tighter than Yinhuan's, "Then why are you coming to me! Give up!"
"Why? Check!" The eyes of the man who was still laughing suddenly turned hazy, rolled over Lyle's body and put his feet, and a section of the chain was directly inserted ...
"... ah ah ah ah !!!!!!
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