Chapter 41: Drinking wine can not drink

Mu Jingyuan’s heart hurts tonight. I don’t know how many times. When I listen to this, I watched the little guy who was careful and guarded from childhood, showing such a good expression, feeling that the whole heart was broken. .
He carefully put his little guy into his arms, kissed his hair and sighed: "Yeah, I will save you. From now on, I will never be angry with you, as long as I am still alive, and I will never hurt you a hair."
Bai Yihan laughed and closed his eyes and held Mu Jingyuan's slim waist. He said: "I know, I am dreaming, I have to sleep a little longer, you can accompany me more. For a while..."
Mu Jingyuan's heart and liver tremble like jelly. He forced his boy tightly, as if he was going to pluck him into his bones. The low voice was like an oath: "Sleep, wake up, I also Will not go, I will stay with you as long as you like."
Bai Yihan was so tired that he gradually slept in the embrace of his peace of mind.
Mu Jingyuan kept his original position motionless. When the person in his arms was asleep, he carefully lifted him and gently put it on the big bed.
Turned to the closet to find a set of pajamas, try to help him change it. During the dressing period, he didn't dare to look at the white body of the white cock, and his hand did not touch his smooth skin.
He found that his self-control, which he has always been proud of, disappeared in front of Bai Yihan, not to mention the way he looked naked, just to look at his slightly rosy lips. The fire is raging, he is glad that the little guy didn’t let him help bathe, otherwise he still didn’t know what would happen.
When the clothes were changed, Mu Jingyuan was already busy with sweat. He reached out and smashed the broken hair in front of the white one. Standing in front of the bed, he looked at his sleeping face, and his thoughts rolled over. He licked his hand and resisted the urge to lean over and kiss him. He turned to the door and his hand was placed on the door handle and he stopped. He promised the little guy to accompany him. How can he sleep? Have you left?
He sighed and turned back, sat down on the chair at the table, licking his painful temple with two fingers, and the things that happened tonight made him overwhelmed. The changes in the little guy made him angry. He was distressed. He didn't know where it was. Why did he only leave for half a month, and his little prince changed.
His eyes are rolling with a gloomy storm. If someone is in a ghost, he is best to pray that he will never let himself discover. Once he is known, he will not end with him!
He looked back at the poor little bag that had risen on the big bed, sighed deeply, and the troubles in his heart were nowhere to be solved. He grabbed the bottle on the table and slammed it against the bottle.
The time was slowly flowing, the bottle on the table was gradually empty, Mu Jingyuan held his forehead with his hand, and he didn’t know what he was thinking. At this moment, he heard the people on the big bed have a movement, remembering Go and check it out.
When he got up and stood up, he felt a dizzy, and he smiled a bit. It seems that this wine can't really drink, drink one drunk.
The little guy in his eager bed, eager to go to the big bed without waiting for the vertigo to dissipate, stumbled to the bedside, listening to what the little guy was upset and muttering, he leaned over and listened, originally wanted To the restroom.
Mu Jingyuan was crying and laughing. He licked his head and opened the quilt. He reached out and carefully held up Bai Yihan. He went to the bathroom. He was helpless and held a little guy who refused to blink. Pants, calm, calmly support the small culvert, gently whistling in his mouth, glaring at him to solve physiological problems.