After The Divorce, I Farmed In The Countryside [Danmei MTL]

82: He's the Little Daddy

Lin Feng turned around, hugged Su Ling in his arms, and kissed his smooth forehead.

"I won't let them go." He said in a low voice.

"Hmm!" Su Ling subconsciously rubbed his cheek against the man's smooth and firm chest, and then— the little fruit was full.

He raised an innocent face, his peach eyes were sparkling, and there was a hint of temptation at the tip of his brows.

Lin Feng breathed heavily, and dangerous emotions were brewing in his deep eyes, but soon, he restrained himself, pulled the towel from his head, and covered Su Ling's face.

"Yeah?" Su Ling called out.

Lin Feng took the opportunity to move him into the bed and got up to pour water.

Su Ling peeked out his eyes from under the bath towel, staring intently at his perfectly curvy back, his rogue-like eyes moved from top to bottom, lingering on his long straight legs.

Lin Feng finished drinking the water calmly, poured another glass, returned to the bedside, and handed it to Su Ling.

Su Ling took the cup and took two sips.

"I can't sleep," he said.

"It's half past nine." Lin Feng put the cup on the bedside table, lifted the quilt and lay beside him.

Su Ling squirmed twice, next to him, lovingly touching him.

"Don't make trouble, baby." Lin Feng held his restless hand.

Su Ling opened his mouth and gnawed on his shoulder, and asked enthusiastically, "Let's draw!"

Lin Feng frowned.

Su Ling turned over, strangely because he was about to go, pressed his hands domineeringly on his chest, and said with a corner of his mouth.

"I haven't painted you for a long time, and the last time was a year ago."

Lin Feng was helpless. "Aren't the paper and pens on the side of the water pavilion?"

Su Ling smiled openly. "So, go get it."

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him quietly.

Su Ling swayed back and forth shamelessly. "Will you go?"

Lin Feng was indifferent.

"Aren't you going?" Su Ling lay down threateningly, playing on the man's chest with his fingertips like playing a piano.

Lin Feng hugged him violently, turned around, and lowered his head to seal his lips.

After kissing enough, he let go of Su Ling and whispered, "You can only draw for one hour."

"One hour is not enough, at least two hours!" Su Ling lightly kicked his calf with his foot.

"One and a half hours." Lin Feng rubbed his curly hair and gave way.

"Deal." Su Ling responded readily.

Lin Feng got out of bed, found a suit of clothes to put on, and went downstairs to the water pavilion to get him painting tools.

Su Ling hugged the quilt and rolled it around twice.

After his man brought the things, he set up the easel with great interest, clamped the paper, picked up the pencil, and eagerly urged.

"Quick, quick, take off your clothes, the kind that is completely naked." "

Lin Feng: ...

Su Ling put on a posture and waited for a long time, but the man did not move. "Shy?"