A family is missing

The prince's face was magnified in front of his eyes.

Although his series of actions came naturally, the little mute still opened his eyes wide in shock.

In the end, before they met, the prince fell asleep...

The little mute couldn't laugh or cry.

He is still half disabled, but he wants to drag the drunk back to his room.

After finally pushing, arching, pulling and tugging, the prince tossed him onto the bed, and the prince began to moan.

The energy of burning knives cannot be ignored when you fall asleep.

The little mute himself could bear it enough, so he forced himself to feed the prince water.

But he couldn't make a sound, the prince didn't open his mouth anyway.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've wanted to do this for a long time!

The little mute pinched the prince's nose excitedly.

After three inhalations, the mouth opened subconsciously...

After feeding the water, the little mute raised his forehead and rubbed it, as if comforting an injured child.

The prince gradually calmed down.

Only the frown between his brows revealed that he was not feeling well.

The little mute carefully sat on the edge of the bed, resting the prince's head on his lap.

As usual, massage the prince to relieve the discomfort of the head.

On weekdays, the little mute rarely had the opportunity to see the person in front of him up close.

He was always too sharp to feel the gaze of others.

Even though I saw the paper with Wang Ye's name written on it, I didn't see him getting close to me.

Compared with before, it is still a lot of alienation.

The movements of the hands gradually slowed down, and they combed again.

Feeling that the prince fell into a deep sleep, the little mute got up gently and tucked the quilt for the prince.

I can't bear to leave, I can't bear to sleep.

Fifteen days are so short, maybe it won't be fifteen days, let me take another look.

If the prince doesn't know, can I touch his eyes or give him a hug.

Carefully, the little mute took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed.

Imitating the look of the prince, kissing the eyes, nose tip, cheeks, and lips.

Couldn't help wrapping around the thin blanket.He leaned his head gently against his chest, as if on a pillow, trying to hear his heartbeat.

a little while.

Just for a while.

The wish was fulfilled, and the little mute breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally almost fell asleep.

The prince seemed to be very uncomfortable being pillowed by someone, and he woke up slowly.

When I woke up, I still seemed to be drunk, making troubles.

Press the person on the body under the body and keep sniffing around.

The little mute must not have thought that he was so tired that his hands were sore to relax someone's muscles and bones, and in the end it boosted the morale of the enemy.

The prince dawdled in kissing and licking, and the little mute couldn't dodge even if he was weak.

The Adam's apple was held in his mouth, and he didn't dare to move it at all, so he had to let others do whatever he wanted.

Fortunately, he was not tortured for too long, so he moved his position.

The prince was still moaning and humming, arching and arching, which made the little dumb's brow sweat.

A dry air flowed from the clothes room, igniting fires all over his body viciously, making his head dizzy with heat.

When he regained consciousness, there was not much clothing left on his body.

The lord is still crazy about wine, telling me to have a sip wherever he kisses.

Until all the way down, Xiao Qiu's voice was contained in the mouth.

The little dumb jerked up vigorously, pushing the prince's head to prevent him from continuing to move.

However, the prince demonstrated that he usually wanted to take off the cloth belt in front of him.

The little mute immediately showed weakness and let go of his hand no longer to stop him.He just stood up halfway up, supporting himself with one hand and protecting the cloth belt with the other.

When the prince spits out what he sucked in his mouth and onto his hands, there is no need to tell the little mute what will happen next.

The little mute was soft all over, and after gathering his strength, he turned around and knelt down, holding the prince's hand and reaching behind him.

Feeling a big guy lying on his back, with a hot chest, just as expected.

The prince put his arm around his chest, and with the other hand, he expanded the territory under his guidance.

A delicate kiss fell on the back, telling the love that I didn't realize, "I miss you, I miss you for a long time, little dumb."

In an instant, the prince felt the little mute, his body stiffened suddenly, and his back was tightly shrunk, making it difficult to move forward.

The prince couldn't help whispering softly, "Little dumb, little dumb, little dumb..."

Until the body below him gradually relaxed and opened up to him again.

The moment I entered, I couldn't hide no matter what.

The little mute didn't want to hide either.

He just wants to enjoy himself.

Don't worry too much, don't think about why the prince would deceive himself.

Even if he found out that the prince was not drunk at all.

When the prince talks in his sleep, he always shouts in the voice of autumn.

Not a little dumb.

At that moment, he wanted to say it was really refreshing, like burning a knife, it was transparent from beginning to end.

But it hurt so badly that he couldn't open his eyes and couldn't make a sound.

He is dumb.

He opened his mouth wide, stretched his neck and made no sound.

But as long as it is the prince, as long as it is him.

Once it starts, it is like opening a gate to release a flood, and it is unstoppable.

The little mute was pushed up and down, tossing and turning.

It was so hard that I could only bite my arm to relieve the pleasure.

He didn't comfort his lower body with his hand, instead he let himself put on the prince's shoulder.Occasionally touch his cheek, most of the time rubbing the back of his neck.

The prince kept lowering his body, freeing up his hands to take care of the little mute.

He touched his eyes again, wiped the tears on his cheek with his thumb, and asked, "Crying? Does it hurt?"

The little mute shook his head, held his hand, and put the prince's thumb into his mouth.

When the moist cavity wrapped around the finger, and the dexterous tongue inside licked it like teasing, the prince was unsurprisingly unable to restrain himself.Even so, he still imagined in his mind whether the little milk dog would stick out its tongue like this to please its master.

Even though his own experience was too limited and he couldn't see, the prince still clearly felt the strong emotion of the little mute.

Throughout the night, the little mute tried his best to cater to him, even if he occasionally lost consciousness in the middle, when he woke up, he still tried his best to open himself up and give him the most eager response.

When it was over, the little mute was completely paralyzed on the bed, almost unconscious, and even his breathing seemed weak.

but.

However, in the end, the prince couldn't help but ask:

Tell me why you came to steal the dome map?

Why do you have to cure my eyes?

Who are you?

What is your peace of mind?

The little mute was exhausted, all the exhaustion came back together, and he almost passed out.

But he heard it anyway.

It turned out that the prince still wanted to know.

The little mute doesn't care what the prince thinks.

Perhaps he wasn't expecting an explanation.

Maybe sooner or later he won't need an explanation.

You want me to return the qiongtu, but I don't know how else to return it.

But since you want it, I will do my best to make it up to you.

Other than that, I have nothing to give you back except a heart.