He's super cute

The man shook off the little canary, as if he had bumped into something dirty, his eyes were full of cold disgust, it was clear that the last second he looked like a pair of lovers were lingering on the bed.

He opened the bedside drawer, took out a small box and threw it on the bed, took out a medicine plug, didn't even bother to give him a look, and mercilessly stuffed it in before Yu Xiaoque was ready.

Like disposing of a random object.

Yu Xiaoque was so uncomfortable that she clamped her legs and fingers tightly, obviously resisting, and followed the man to do what she did to her body.

"Shut it up." Jiang Yan pulled out the hand that was pinched by the teenager on the soft thigh, and patted Yu Xiaoque's sweaty buttocks, "It's useless."

"If you dare to take it out by yourself, don't cry then."

Little Canary also had a little temper, her whole body was sweaty and uncomfortable, and she was forced to wear a medicine plug, and she didn't dare to show her temper with Jiang Yan blatantly.

Jiang Yan was also obedient when bathing him, raising his arms when he was asked to raise his arms, and bending his waist when he was asked to bend his waist. When his eyes entered the shower gel, he just puffed out his cheeks and rubbed his eyes. Jiang Yan couldn't help but couldn't put it down, kneading After a while, the little soft buns were soft from the inside to the outside.

It was tightly wrapped in a towel like playing with a large rag doll, only a small head was exposed.

Who would have thought that Mr. Jiang, who is usually aloof, would be so proficient in serving his little lover.

But the little lover still doesn't buy it.

"Don't braid." Yu Xiaoque knelt on the bed awkwardly, grabbed her blow-dried hair, and said milkyly, "You often get crushed."

Jiang Yan had no choice but to follow his wishes, and made another small twist.

"Head." Little Canary shook his head again to prevent him from touching it, looking for faults clumsily.

Jiang Yan exhaled lightly, seeing that this little thing was really wronged tonight, he pawed his slumped hair twice, and endured it.

"Put it down." Jiang Yan was satisfied, and his temper improved a lot.

"Strike the neck." Little Canary obviously didn't know what to do and just put it away, "I can't sleep well."

I don't usually see him doing so many things, and he can sleep soundly while eating his hair and drooling in his mouth.

"Then don't sleep." Jiang Yan lost his patience and dropped the comb.

He ignored Yu Xiaoque's annoyed tone, and turned around to warm up a glass of milk.

"Drink the milk."

His own hair was still dripping, and the bathrobe got wet when Yu Xiaoque was taking a bath, and he took care of little stupid bird, and he hadn't had time to take care of himself.

He was a little tired after tossing all night, so he thought about packing up and resting.

Yu Xiaoque curled up on the edge of the bed, the back of her head was swollen with anger.

When he came out of the bathroom and was about to turn off the light, he saw from the corner of his eye that the glass of milk was still the same, untouched.

Jiang Yan gently pressed his tongue against the root of his teeth, narrowed his eyes, the boy closed his eyes, the eyeballs were still moving, arched his body, and pointed his little butt towards him.

I don't understand how this little thing competes with him.

"Yu Xiaoque." Jiang Yan's tone was always elegant, and he spoke clearly. He said it again and again, "Did I show you too much face?"

I always like to push my nose on my face, and I can't let it go a little bit.

Otherwise, if you let go, you don't know where you went.

The little soft bag moved, and after a while, slowly stretched out a small white hand, grabbed the cup and drank the milk in one go.

He didn't look at Jiang Yan the whole time, pouted his mouth, and rubbed against the side like a caterpillar, about to fall.

A cute and naive look who doesn't want to talk to people.

Jiang Yan fell asleep in the middle of the night, and hummed and rubbed a warm, fragrant and soft bun into his arms.

He hugged people habitually, lowered his head and kissed the top of the little soft bun's hair gently.

Jiang Yan's biological clock is very punctual, and she woke up around 07:30.

Little Canary was terrified of the unexpected sound. When he heard Jiang Yan's alarm for the first time, he jumped off the bed, covered his ears and crawled around, shivering under the bed.

He opened his big terrified eyes, bumped his head against the bottom of the bed as if in a daze, and murmured over and over again that I dare not.

Especially when he saw Jiang Yan's face, he became even more frightened. He screamed and shrank back, as if he saw something extremely terrifying.

Jiang Yan let him scratch and kick without letting him go, hugged him in his arms and coaxed him warmly, and looked normal on his face, but the hand holding Yu Xiaoque was trembling imperceptibly.

But as if he didn't notice it, he kissed Yu Xiaoque's forehead and repeated dryly, it's all right, don't be afraid.

Since then, Jiang Yan's cell phone has been silent, not even setting the alarm clock.

He lightly tucked the quilt on the young man in his arms, leaned on his head and traced the outline of Yu Xiaoque with his eyes, extremely focused.

Touch your face for a while, touch your nose for a while.

If there are other people around, they will see the tenderness in the man's eyes that is about to overflow, and no one who can see clearly can't fake love.

The young man slept like a piggy, he babbled, he didn't know what he was hungry for, and a stream of crystal saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Yan bent his lips, not disliking him, wiped his saliva with his fingers, and pinched his upturned little nose.

"Little troublemaker."

"I don't need to prepare carrots today." Jiang Yan sat at the dining table, crossed his legs, and took a sip of coffee, "Order fried chicken for lunch, and Coke stares at him so he can't drink more."

He concentrated on looking at the documents on the tablet, as if thinking of something funny, he smiled a little, "He doesn't know what to do, so he just keeps eating until he likes something, you should watch more."

"Mr. Xiao must be very happy to know." Zhang Ma brought a fried egg and bacon, and wiped off her apron with her hands. "You have a wrinkled face after eating carrots. Don't mention it, it's pitiful."

"That didn't stop him from gaining weight." Jiang Yan shook his head and said with a smile, "The fat belly is about to come out."

It's soft and feels good when rubbed, and the buttocks and thighs are also fleshy.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat." Zhang Ma couldn't help laughing.

This kid was really heartless, he ate the carrots like a torture, but he ate other foods more vigorously.

I don't treat myself badly, I feed myself fat for nothing, even if I can't see it when I wear clothes, the meat will grow hidden.

No matter how petty you are, you won't make a fuss about missing a meal.

"Make him some soup to prepare for pregnancy." Jiang Yan swallowed a mouthful of fried eggs and ordered without looking up.

"What do you mean?" Mama Zhang rubbed her hands together and asked in a low voice.

"You can't eat and drink for nothing." Jiang Yan snorted, "He still has such a big appetite, he can eat and sleep, and he has all the benefits."

"Little Mister, he was a year ago..."

"I'll take him to the hospital for an examination on the weekend." Jiang Yan was silent for a while, and said indifferently, "It's been a year, and it should have been healed by now."

He smiled again with the corners of his mouth pulled, "I knew he would have given birth, so why should I bother."

It seems that Yu Xiaoque's value to him is only to have children.

If he wants him to give birth, he must give birth.

Little Canary's thoughts were out of his consideration at all.

But Mama Zhang loves this silly soft bun, thinking of Yu Xiaoque's depressed appearance after the last miscarriage, she can't bear it.

"This..." She hesitated and said, "This man will hurt his body after giving birth..."

"Besides, Mr. Xiao may not necessarily..."

"Mum Zhang, it doesn't matter what he thinks." Jiang Yan interrupted him coldly and stood up, "If I want him to have a baby, he will have to."

"As for whether it hurts the body or not." He glanced in the direction of the door, fiddled with the cuff buttons, and said softly, "Is it important?"

Mama Zhang was taken aback for a moment, then sighed, why did such a good child fall into the hands of Mr. Jiang.

She watched Jiang Yan grow up, and knew that he was cold-hearted, but Yu Xiaoque covered his heart and soul for three years, such an obedient child, he didn't feel any warmer.

Day and night for three years, only the person next to my pillow said that it was not important.

"Mother Zhang, you've overstepped the rules." Jiang Yan knocked on the table, raised her lips slightly, but didn't smile at all, "I didn't ask you to hurt him."

He seemed to know something a long time ago, and it meant something.

Zhang Ma froze in place, not daring to say any more.

Yu Xiaoque was originally a timid character, but this caused trouble, like a frightened bird, she honestly stayed at home for a long time.

Don't bother to go out to class.

The whole person eats and drinks so that he becomes more and more fair, and his small face pokes a small pit of flesh.

He has always been fond of sleeping and playing. At this age, he usually starts to worry about his career. All he can think about is eating and drinking.

I just paint when I'm free, and there's no long-term.

I started to be in a daze while drawing, and after a while, when I looked at it again, I was spread out on the carpet, holding a tablet and watching anime.

It's just a piece of crap.

One day, Mr. Jiang would pack him up and throw him out of a golden cage, but he would not be able to support himself, and he would have to go back to his old job in a few days.

Wearing a sack and begging along the street.

In a sense, Jiang Yan raised him very well, with a rare naive taste of ignorance.

He also boiled frogs in warm water and kept people in captivity.

A delicate little house-raised rose left him, fearing that the leaves would be scattered by some wind and rain, and the leaves were crying.

But the little rose was originally the moon in the sky, hanging in the sky, but he took advantage of the danger and plucked it off.

Early in the morning on the weekend, when Jiang Yan finished running and walked in the door, he was writhing around with his chubby little butt facing away from him.

Little Canary woke up so early, wearing a pair of shorts, dangling two little white legs, and practiced yoga in front of the TV energetically.

With a tight face, her small mouth exhaled lightly for a few beats. The face of the concubine-red beauty was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and her slender neck was stretched gently, like a noble little swan who is ignorant of the world. half stupid.

Normal boys' buttocks are shriveled and skinny.

Yu Xiaoque's little butt is like a peeled lychee, the juice is almost unstoppable, a pinch of soft meat, tender and raw, Jiang Yan stood at the door and looked at it for a while, taking advantage of people not paying attention Took a few photos.

"Clean up." Jiang Yan put away the phone as if nothing had happened, walked around Yu Xiaoque without looking sideways, "I'll take you out."

"Ah!" Yu Xiaoque covered her butt and turned her head to stare at Jiang Yan, "It hurts!"

Jiang Yan went upstairs slowly, without looking at the little canary downstairs who was muttering angrily.

He curled his fingers, his eyes darkened.

Little things yoga is not in vain.