small beast

Zhao Xiaobao is really shameless right now.You know, when he was in the hospital a few days ago, Zhao Xin felt ashamed to put medicine on his buttocks.At that time, he felt that he had grown up so much, and it was really embarrassing to show his buttocks in front of his father like when he was a child wearing crotch pants.

Fortunately, he was wearing cartoon shorts with a small half, and he took the initiative to stick his butt up.Just to let his father's big hands touch his ass.

It does itch when the scars fall off.But itching is only part of it, the other main reason is that Zhao Xiaobao has tasted the marrow and tasted it, and has become addicted to it.In the past two days, what he felt the most when he slept with his father was that his hands were really good for scratching itches, it was numb and warm to the touch, and it tasted good.

Zhao Xin was pampered again, and looked helplessly at the lump of buttocks on the bed, the waist was bending along the curve of the buttocks into a voluptuous arc, waiting for the blessing of Zhao Xin's generous hands '.According to past habits, Zhao Xin should have followed Zhao Xiaobao's wishes to tickle him.

But before Zhao Xin moved, he thought of the conversation he had just had with Wen Hengyuan, so he stopped.If it's normal to tickle Zhao Xiaobao under the bed at night, then it's really out of line to take off his son's pants and tickle him in a brightly lit room like now.

Therefore, Zhao Xin's original action of scratching was changed to whipping, and his big hand slapped Zhao Xiaobao's elastic buttocks.

Hearing a crisp sound of "pa", Zhao Xiaobao bit his lip, felt aggrieved and turned his head to look at his father, and said sullenly, "Why did you hit me?"

"Scratch yourself if it itches. Are you addicted to ordering your father?" Zhao Xin put on a strict father's posture at this time, turning a deaf ear to Zhao Xiaobao's begging for mercy.

"Don't!" Zhao Xiaobao began to play around on the bed, twisting his buttocks and throwing a tantrum, "I want you to scratch me! If you don't scratch me, I'll scratch my butt to rot, and scratch it all into scars!"

If you change it to someone else, who cares about you!You owe it to yourself and have scars, so who can you blame when the time comes.

But Zhao Xin was not someone else. He frowned when he heard about the scar, and slapped Zhao Xiaobao's ass for the second time tonight, and his tone became harsh, "Zhao Xiaobao. I left the words to you today. You If your hand has left a scar on your buttocks, we will settle the things you have committed recently, one by one."

When Zhao Xiaobao heard that Zhao Xin wanted Qiuhou to settle the score, his enchanting little waist could no longer shake.He bent down softly, got into the bed, and stretched out his two hands to grab Zhao Xin's hand and dawdled, "Dad, your hands are really easy to use. Otherwise, I will follow your hands." Let's make a hand model. This way you don't have to scratch me hard, and I won't scratch my scar too hard. Don't you think so?"

Zhao Xin felt the urge to strangle Zhao Xiaobao again. He smiled coldly and replied, "What are you still doing as a hand model? Another day, you can find someone to measure according to my size and make an inflatable doll directly. In the future, you will even make me an inflatable doll." I can save my father, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

As soon as this proposal came out, Zhao Xiaobao was quite enthusiastic. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was very feasible.A pair of black eyeballs rolled around, looked Zhao Xin up and down several times, then patted the bed, echoed, "Dad, you are still smart! Just make an inflatable doll!"

This bastard's words made Zhao Xin angry.

He lifted the quilt covering Zhao Xiaobao, slipped Zhao Xiaobao over, pulled off the childish cartoon shorts, avoided the scar, and slapped down a few times, leaving red spots on his crisp buttocks. Palm prints.Zhao Xin scolded while beating, "Well, you little bastard. I have raised you for so many years, but in the end, you are not as good as an inflatable doll? Are you trying to piss me off?"

"Dad..." Zhao Xiaobao looked at Zhao Xin aggrievedly, stretched out his hand to cover his buttocks, and kicked his legs, "The wound is about to burst, Dad...you hit my wound...it hurts..."

The part of Zhao Xin's attack was to avoid the wound, and the strength of the attack was also considered. It would definitely not affect the scar on Zhao Xiaobao's butt.

Hearing Zhao Xiaobao screaming for pain, Zhao Xin still stopped.He lowered his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Xiaobao, "Is it because I'm too used to you that it makes you more and more lawless?"

Zhao Xiaobao didn't cry when he was beaten, he just felt humiliated.Then he looked up and saw Zhao Xin's face with strong abstinence, and he replied with extreme resentment, "You are not spoiling me, you are controlling me! Didn't I just joke with you? You want Hit me, domestic violence maniac!"

Seeing Zhao Xin's slap raised again, Zhao Xiaobao twisted his neck, and said resolutely with a generous and righteous look, "You hit me. It's best to kill me. If you kill me, no one will bother you anymore." , Kill me, I can go to see my mother I have never met. Mom... I miss you so much. Mom..."

After Zhao Xiaobao yelled so sadly, Zhao Xin couldn't do anything anymore.

It's not because Zhao Xiaobao called his mother, but because Zhao Xin has a ghost in his heart.It has become a habit for him to be used to Zhao Xiaobao, and he rarely does anything to Zhao Xiaobao.

There seemed to be no reason for this action.

It was just a joke, and Zhao Xin knew it was a joke.It was precisely because of this that he was even more confused at this time, whether he cared too much about Zhao Xiaobao's son, so he was a little angry when Zhao Xiaobao proposed that ridiculous substitute.

Zhao Xin couldn't figure it out for a while, so he stopped trying to figure it out.

And Zhao Xiaobao has already got up from the bed.

A silly kid, he pulled up his trousers and left without saying a word.

When he left, Zhao Xiaobao still swore in his heart that from now on, he would never sleep with his father again!

By the way, he also confirmed one thing, that is, his father has really reached menopause!

It wasn't until he returned to his bedroom that Zhao Xiaobao muttered in a low voice, "Men in menopause are really scary! You can't even take a joke."

He lay on the bed, rubbing his swollen buttocks, thinking of his father's ascetic and serious face, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

In the master bedroom, Zhao Xin was still sitting by the bed, looking down at his palm.The remaining temperature on the palm was almost scorching hot, which made it almost unbearable for a tough guy like Zhao Xin.

It was at this time that Wen Hengyuan opened the door and came in.He was sleeping next door, even if the sound insulation effect of the house was good, he couldn't stand Zhao Xiaobao's howling.Wen Hengyuan roughly deduced what happened just now.The reason why he came to find Zhao Xin at this time was because Wen Hengyuan felt that if he didn't come, it would be too late.