Stealing the Protagonist Gongs Away in a Shou-Centered World to Have Gang S*x 1

He snorted timidly, like a timid young beast

The temperature dropped last night, and the bed was still warm because there were two angry men.

The black-haired obedient boy is naked in the quilt, with a slender waist and a strong arm horizontally, the feeling of being restrained is actually not so good, but the temperature is very greedy.

Today's weather is a bit gloomy, the dark environment is very suitable for lazy sleep, the three people in the bed breathe evenly, and no one has the intention of waking up.

So, Mao Miaomiao, who was locked in the living room all night after eating and drinking: "............"

It squatted at the door and "meowed" for a long time, but the two two-legged beasts did not come to open the door for it, and the goblin did not know where to go, and the cat uncle was angry, and scratched on the wooden door with his bright paws.

"Squeak... The movement of "squeak...", which made Gu Dashuai, whose eyes were closed, frown, and vaguely dreamed that someone was sawing wood, making his temples jump suddenly, and he covered his pillow irritably.

"Hmm......" Tang Tang next to him shrank into the quilt in a daze, revealing a messy brain top, and muttered in a muffled voice: "Who ...... Who? "

No one answered.

He seemed to think it was a call, and after asking, he heard that the other side was still scratching the door, and he muttered unhappily: "Why don't you speak......"

Xiao Dong'er died of grievance.

In this way, the little boy who slept in a daze and the cat at the door said a few words together, Yan and Songcai, who were hugging the boy from behind, finally woke up slowly, he didn't make a noise after getting up, squinted his eyes and listened to the little boy who was stuffed in the quilt angry and annoyed, and asked the cat who scratched the door with a little grievance why he didn't speak, and couldn't help but smile so much that his shoulders were shaking.

The sound of Mao Miao Miao scratching the door gradually became irritable, and the little boy who was sleeping in a daze shrank into the quilt again, revealing only a strand of black dull hair, and Yan Hesong heard him shouting out of the door in a depressed and negative manner.

"I don't want to talk to you!"

"Poof......" He couldn't hold back his laughter, his left hand clenched into a fist to his mouth and shook vigorously, like Parkinson's.

The big bed in the western-style building was soft, and he caught up with the earthquake on the bed, directly waking up the handsome man who was about to wake up and Tang Tang, who was aggrieved and depressed.

"What are you shaking......" Gu Gang frowned his handsome eyebrows, his voice revealed the dumbness of just waking up, he squinted his eyes slightly and glanced at Yan Hesong, and the irritable getting up on his face did not reduce the man's appearance.

Yan Hesong was still laughing: "No...... It's nothing. "

Tang Tang also came to his senses completely, he moved his body in a daze, and sighed, only then did he realize that he had something stuffed into his body, half soft and half hard and hot.

He subconsciously squeezed it, Yan Hesong stopped shaking in an instant, and the semi-soft things in the boy's body began to slowly swell......

Tang Tang whimpered, got out of the quilt, his hair was messy, his face was red and dripping blood, and he snorted timidly: "You...... Can you pull it out, it's itchy in my back, and it hurts a little......"

Whispering, like a cowering and timid young beast.

Yan Hesong couldn't help but want to tease him.

The man just woke up, his slightly curly hair hung messily, and the corners of his lips continued to smile and hugged Tang Tang tightly from behind, pressed it to his ear and asked, "It's okay to pull it out...... But what reward does the baby want to give me?"