dream eater

The child of Jiang Heran and Fan Tian was born in the season when roses and roses are in full bloom.

It was a boy named Jiang Fan.

Brown hair, black eyes, everyone smiles.

Tsurui, who previously wanted to be the child's father, became the child's godfather, took off his gloves, kissed his finger, and printed it on the little guy's face, "Jiang Fan?"

Harmony is the same.

But not the same.

Jiang Fan means ordinary.

Jiang impressively said: "I hope he can have an ordinary life."

Ordinary stability is the best wish they can think of.

The male body is not suitable for childbearing. The baby was born by cesarean a few weeks ahead of the expected date of delivery. The little guy has a weak physique, and he followed the roots of his father. He is naturally clingy.

Fan Tian is a "dog" with a strong sense of territoriality, and he is very resistant to outsiders taking care of him. He has to do everything by himself with the help of two new parents.

Although love and family affection will not be confused, but affection can only be given to one side at the same time.

An immature life needs to be cared for wholeheartedly. Although Fan Tian has tried his best to help take care of the child, Jiang Heran's attention is still all on this little guy.

It was so easy to take advantage of the cub's sleep and some alone time to smell the smell and hug him, but as soon as the cub cried, Jiang, who was halfway kissing him, immediately pushed him away to check on the baby's condition .

From a rational point of view, Fan Tian should be considerate of Jiang Heran's difficulty, but the aching palpitations in his heart still make him panic. up.

A tall man threw himself into Jiang Heran's arms, calling out "Mom, Mom", tears streaming down his face, crying more real than Jiang Fan.

The older one didn't stop, and the younger one hummed along with it. Jiang impressively didn't know which one to coax first.

Jiang Heran's first mouthful of milk was fed to Fan Tian. At the late stage of pregnancy, his breasts were swollen and uncomfortable. When making out, Fan Tian would grab and rub his breasts and use his lips and tongue to soothe his chest discomfort. He drank a lot of milk in advance. , As a result, after the child is born, when the child is breastfed, he is occasionally breastfed.

Jiang Heran was feeding the cubs when Father Wolf came over.

He is greedy, he is hungry, he wants to.

"Snatching food with your son, do you want face?"

"No."

Admit it confidently.

"Is it okay to just lick?"

Jiang Heran was a little annoyed, and pushed Fan Tian on the head, "Don't get in the way here."

So love disappears, right?

Fan Tian didn't come closer, and walked away silently.

The negative emotions since having a child seem to be accumulated in the bottom of his heart. He is very sad, and what makes him even more sad is that Jiang Heran doesn't care about his depression. Jiang Heran has not taken the initiative to kiss him for a long time. It was all given to others, and Jiang impressively didn't care about him anymore.

Fan Tian tried to get Jiang Heran's attention, changed his clothes and went out without saying a word. Work matters were dealt with while working at home. After spending three hours in the headquarters, Jiang Heran didn't make a single phone call. Don't worry that Jiang was alone at home, so he went back angrily.

It's time for dinner, but Fan Tian doesn't want to cook today, he tried to use a strike to protest the unequal treatment he received.

Jiang Heran glanced at the empty dining table, then at Fan Tian, ​​took milk and toast from the refrigerator, fed his stomach, and went back to the bedroom.

Fan Tian followed quickly back to the bedroom.

Jiang Heran took the initiative to talk to him, coaxed the cub to sleep, and without raising his head, he just said, "Close the door gently."

Fan Tian was completely autistic, and he didn't want to talk to Jiang Impressively for the time being.

After nightfall, Jiang impressively brushed back his hair that was dripping after bathing, and dimmed the bedside lamp.

Jiang Heran opened the front of his clothes, breastfeeding breasts are a little fuller, the shape is still the outline of a man's pectoral muscles, and the feel is more flexible than before. Although it is not too big, the milk has nothing to do with the size of the breasts. At this moment, the ripe red nipples stand upright and are swelling .

Fan Tian, ​​who used to be the first to come to him in the past, was lying far away on the other side of the bed with his back facing him.

But he knew that Fan Tian was not asleep.

"Are you still eating?" Jiang asked impressively.

Sullen Fan Tian turned his back to him and said nothing.

Jiang Heran saw that Fan Tian was making trouble, so he only fed Jiang Fan milk powder tonight, and thought about favoring the big one, but the dog's temper was not small, so he pretended to be deep here with him.

Excessive milk, hot and swollen breasts, severe breast engorgement may affect subsequent breastfeeding.Jiang Heran squeezed twice by himself, but the discomfort was not relieved, and the milk still flowed all over his hands.

Jiang Heran's temper also flared up, he got out of bed, slapped the sleeping Jiang Fan lightly on the buttocks, and put the crying cub on his chest.The little guy groaned twice, then voluntarily lay down on Jiang Heran's chest and started eating.

Fan Tian turned around, Fan Tian sat up, Fan Tian looked at Jiang Heran expressionlessly, Fan Tian frowned and the corners of his mouth were tense, and he wanted to cry for Jiang Heran every minute.

This stupid dog eats even his own son's jealousy.

Jiang Heran also pulled the other side of the pajamas away, and hooked his fingers at Fan Tian.

Fan Tian, ​​who has been upgraded to a father and is still a "mom baby" in essence, is not tense this time, and immediately came over.After being favored by Jiang Heran, his mood immediately filled up.

After the cub was forcibly woken up for a midnight snack, he soon fell asleep again.Jiang Heran put his own son into the crib like defusing a bomb, and the other cheap son on the bed was still waiting for him with burning eyes.

Father Jiang: I'm so tired.

Fan Tian buried his head in Jiang Heran's neck, breathed in his scent, traced the outline of Jiang Heran's neck bone, and licked wetly along his neck all the way to his red, swollen and soft nipples, intentionally sending out very erotic licks sound.

Making love is physical work, and Jiang Heran, who was raising a baby, wanted to rest at first, thinking of Fan Tian's pitiful appearance tonight, he had indeed neglected him too much recently.So she kissed Fan Tian on the forehead and agreed to his courtship.

"Keep down, don't wake your son up."

However, such rhetoric did not arouse the paternal love of the "scumbag father". Fan Tian's dedicated care of Jiang Fan was more like taking care of him to fulfill the obligations of a normal father, so as not to make Jiang too tired.For novice fathers whose feelings are not enough, this chapter of fatherly love has to be learned slowly.

Hearing Jiang impressively mentioning that brat, Fan Tian felt that he was spoiled again.Hugging Jiang who was sitting on his lap tightly, his lower body suddenly penetrated deep, and both of them gasped.

After the trembling, Jiang Heran bit Fan Tian's shoulder, and whispered: "I told you to be gentle."

Jiang Heran, who was possessed by him during sex, his body and senses merged with him in the most intimate combination, sharing love and desire, is exclusive to each other, and this moment belongs only to him.

A gentle start would arouse Jiang impressively faster, and the deeply buried genitals throbbed restrainedly in the meat hole, and the man's wet confession was heard next to his ears, "Awesome, I love you so much."

"Jiang impressive, call me by my name."

"Fan Tian..."

The aroused Jiang suddenly changed his breath and snorted, "Fuck it faster..."

Fan Tian hugged Jiang Heran's buttocks, lifted the person in his arms slightly, and pumped him more quickly.Buried in front of Jiang's impressive chest, he sucked the nipple full of milk, fiddled with the tip of his tongue, and sucked while fucking.

The man's thick genitals kept scraping the sensitive comfort points in the acupoints when they came in and out. After the fingers with gun calluses were stained with love liquid, they parted Jiang Heran's buttocks, rubbed open the anus, and poked in. At the same time, The sensitive spot in the back hole is crushed.

The pleasure spread crazily along the spine, Jiang was so excited that the back of his head tingled, and soon reached an unbearable orgasm.

The other side of the nipple that was not enjoyed overflowed milk with the climax, Fan Tian sucked on the nipple on that side again, pressed the back of Jiang Heran's neck, kissed Jiang Heran who hadn't regained consciousness, and poured the milk in his mouth He crossed into Jiang Heran's mouth, hooked his lips and tongue, waited for Jiang Heran's cold period to pass, and then pressed the person under his body and continued to move.

After doing all kinds of positions, Jiang was so tired that he didn't even bother to lift his fingers.Because she was still breastfeeding, she always had to be in close contact with the cubs, and then forced herself to take a shower.

After he tidied up and fell back on the bed, the little guy in the crib suddenly burst into tears.

Jiang Heran opened his eyes weakly, and the man in front of him took the initiative to take care of the child without waiting for him to kick him.

Changed a diaper and still cried.Fan Tian, ​​who has read many parenting books, reasoned online, "It should be hungry."

Jiang Heran looked at Fan Tian with cold eyes - even if he was a cow, he couldn't afford such a large and small amount of food.

Fan Tian consciously went to make milk powder, Jiang Heran called Fan Tian with a headache, and hugged Jiang Fan who was crying non-stop.

This little guy usually doesn't cry much, and he can't wait for a moment when he is hungry.The virtue of instinctively breastfeeding really followed his own father.

After the milk powder was ready, Jiang Fan leaned on Jiang Heran's chest, and when drinking the bottle, his little hands would still scratch Jiang Heran's chest like a kitten stepping on milk.

Fan Tian looked at it expressionlessly, and Fan Tian moved a little closer. Fan Tian's behavior and eyes were easy to understand for Jiang Heran.

Mom, hungry, drink grandma.

Jiang Heran: He hates raising children!