[Rebirth] Adoptive father!Raising a husband?

Qiao Qiu, who was lying in the warm water, fell asleep in a daze. After an unknown period of time, he was forced to pinch his face roughly and woke up in pain.

He frowned dissatisfiedly and stood up, seeing the person standing in front of him clearly, his frown slowly relaxed.The wet hair kept slipping down, and she pulled the bathrobe aside to cover her body, and yawned, "Xiaoyu, why did you come back so early."

"It's already night. Although the temperature of the pool is constant, it's still cold like you." The boy snorted and took off his black school uniform jacket. Under the baggy coat was a beautiful line that didn't match his delicate face and a body full of explosive force.

Qiao Qiu looked down at the top of the boy's head, and suddenly felt that he seemed to be taller compared to yesterday. He stroked Ke Yu's soft short hair, straightened his waist, stretched out his hand and asked the person who reached his shoulder: "Xiao Yu, how tall are you?" gone?"

"162." Chi│naked put the clothes on the rack, and answered Qiao Qiu's question while turning on the switch of the shower.

The moment he opened it, the hot water splashed out soaked the bathrobe he was wearing, and Qiao Qiu said dissatisfiedly, "Xiaoyu, open it..."

"I happened to be taking a bath with me." Ke Yu moved his body, turned his head and looked at the soaked man and said with a smile.

Qiao Qiu sighed, the feeling of the wet clothes sticking to his body made him uncomfortably take off the bathrobe he just put on again.

Looking at the hard lines on the boy's waist, he cautiously stretched out a finger to poke it, then looked down at his chubby old waist, and sighed, "It's nice to be young."

At the same time, puffing out his cheeks, he thought angrily, he was a young and promising young man. After a car accident, he was seven years older for no reason, and jumped from a youth to an uncle.

The boy turned on the switch, raised his head and closed his eyes and headed into the shower, continuous drops of water rolled down his fair skin.

Wiping the drops of water on the eyelids with the back of his hand, he lazily said in a commanding tone: "Old man, take a bath."

Qiao Qiu heard the boy's order, and said with a dry and itchy voice, "I'll go outside and call for someone."

"No, I want you, or are you afraid of something? 'Father?'" Ke Yu slowly accentuated the pronunciation of the word "Father", then stared at Qiao Qiu closely, his sharp eyes for a moment completely matched his Age mismatch.

It was pouring down Qiao Qiu's heart, and he, who was already guilty, was told this, so he could only pick up the bath towel with tears in his round eyes.In a layer of dense mist, his eyes erratically rubbed for Ke Yu.

Through a layer of fabric, the scorching heat caused the old man's nervous fingertips to twitch slightly during the back and forth friction, and the young man's steady breathing echoed in his ears...

In order to fight against the beating heart faster and faster, the strength of his men kept increasing.

"It hurts..." Ke Yu's sticky voice contained a hint of coquettishness and grievance.

Qiao Qiu lowered his head to look, and there was a horrible red mark in the center of the boy's smooth back.

However, when he heard Ke Yu's strange gasping and painful sounds, he immediately thought of some strange things, and he dared not look at the boy even more.

After quickly rubbing his back, Ke Yu turned around consciously, and a certain organ in front of him also trembled with the movement, and Qiao Qiu, who accidentally touched it, turned red...

Squinting his eyes and using the water mist to block the attractive scenery in front of him, he rubbed in a daze and hastily, a children's song kept repeating in his mind, "I am a painter, and I am very good at painting. I want to paint the new house beautifully." more beautiful……'

Thinking of this, he relaxed a lot, and he rubbed more diligently, singing in his heart while rubbing: "After brushing the door and painting the wall, the brush is flying and busy, oh my little nose, it has changed... ...'

"It's so warm." Ke Yu smiled and hugged Qiao Qiu.

Qiao Qiu was suddenly hugged by the young man and shivered, pushing Ke Yu into the water. Ke Yu slipped under his feet and fell into the water like a thumping chicken.

"You...I don't like your sudden behavior." Qiao Qiu hurriedly explained, leaning down to help the young man up, but the young man easily stretched his legs and tripped over him.

"Ahem..." He fell into the water unprepared and choked a few mouthfuls, "Bah, bah, bah..." Qiao Qiu hurriedly spit out the bath water in his mouth.

The boy pushed Qiao Qiu to the side of the pool, and pressed him against his body by buoyancy, with an evil curve on the corner of his lips, and the private organs between their legs were accidentally touched by this posture.

Qiao Qiu's whole body trembled, and he almost stopped breathing for a moment.

"It's hard." The boy felt a strange touch, calmly lowered his head and observed curiously, reminding Qiao Qiu.

Qiao Qiu sank into the water in a panic, trying to pretend to be calm, "You're too young to understand, men are like this." Before the boy could respond, he hurriedly changed the subject: "Xiaoyang also Are you back?"

Ke Yu has long been accustomed to this old man who is habitually forgetful after being ill, "Xiaoyang lives in the kindergarten and will only come back on Saturdays and Sundays."

"Ah? Then why are you at home?"

"In this way, you will not be found out if you do certain things to me."

As an adult, Qiao Qiu instantly thought of some unhealthy things, he swallowed, and asked in a trembling voice: "Some things don't refer to...that thing, do they?"

"It's just convenient to hit me."

"Hit you?" Qiao Qiu took a closer look at the boy's body, and there were indeed various wounds.

He touched the scar on Ke Yu's body distressedly, and cursed secretly, how could such an older child let him go, and gently hugged the boy to comfort him: "In the future...it won't happen, Dad will definitely spoil you .”

Hearing his old father's affectionate and kind confession, the boy moved his hand down with a blank expression, and grabbed it hard, "It's hard again."

Little bastard, even if the dead are grabbed by you so vigorously, they will react. Qiao Qiu hurriedly pulled Ke Yu's hand away, but the more he pulled the boy, the tighter his grip became. He howled miserably: "Little ancestor, let go... ..."

Ke Yu's pupils were shining brightly as he looked at the adult organs in his hands. He seemed to have found a new toy with his white lower teeth exposed. With the help of the warm water flow, his slippery hands wrapped the scorching hard body, rhythmically Move up and down.

Qiao Qiu tremblingly felt the strangely clear pleasure under the warm little hands, his upper body exposed to the air, and the numbing chill behind his back, afraid that the little brat in front of him would tear him off as a sign of a man if he got happy.

He stared and lowered his head, his fair face was full of seriousness, and his white and tender hands moved with trembling movements, as if he was studying the super difficult homework assigned by the teacher after school.

There is a piece of land in front of him, Qiao Qiu can't wait to bury it for himself, it's too shameful...

Even though he hypnotized himself time and time again that he was just a piece of wood and a corpse, the pleasure still hit him like a torrent of rivers and seas.

"Let's go..." Before the handwriting was finished, the child squinted his eyes and squeezed his little hand in dissatisfaction. The sharp pain made Qiao Qiu silence all of a sudden, and he didn't dare to struggle and shout anymore.

Time ticks by...

In the end, the old man fell limply beside the cold tiles as if his bones had been taken out...

Satisfied, Ke Yucai smeared the cloudy liquid on the exhausted Qiao Qiu's face little by little.

The boy sniffed the smell in the palm of his hand, washed it in the water, shook Qiao Qiu, and said innocently, "Dad... I will play next time."

"Tudou moves, you roll the ball for me, Ma Liu eats, get out!" he roared angrily, still dizzy and breathing rapidly.

The more Ke Yu heard Qiao Qiu's exasperated voice, the brighter his smile became, "Dad... by the way, I was silently reading the time in my heart just now. Your speed can be regarded as a standard premature ejaculation."

The boy stood up happily and walked out.

After the corners of Qiao Qiu's lips twitched a few times, he roared angrily, "I understand the original owner too well now, this brat deserves a beating!"

The room with excellent sound insulation echoed, "I need to be beaten... beating... ah..."

five hours later—

Thinking that the kid should finish his meal, Qiao Qiu shyly sneaked from the room to the kitchen like a thief. When he passed the hall, there was no servant. He saw the caring old man on the cutting board. Steward Liu put the red bean cake on display, with tears in his excited eyes, and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of his image.

But he just took two bites before he swallowed, his shoulder was patted lightly, he turned his head to look at his innocent and lovely eldest son, when he thought of his presumptuous behavior towards him just now, he suddenly choked and spit out Mouth full of crumbs.

The little brat who was sprayed all over his face by him also calmly rubbed his face, gently wiped away the residue of his saliva, rubbed his dirty fingers on the corner of his clothes, pouted his mouth and opened his eyes timidly. Said: "Dad, I want to hear a story."

"You...you change back for me!" Qiao Qiu looked at Ke Yu's obedient and obedient appearance, and the hairs on his back stood up, always feeling a sinister wind blowing.

The boy's small face drooped in an instant, he turned his head and said dryly, "I've tried my best to imitate Xiaoyang, so can't you like me a little more?"

Qiao Qiu froze for a moment, and watched as Ke Yu's nervous and shy ears slowly turned crimson, "Xiao Yu, you can bring it up if Dad doesn't do well in the future, and I will definitely treat you and Xiao Yang equally." Yes, Dad did a lot of wrong things before, can you forgive me?"

The young man sobbed and nodded, his small face buried in his chest, his body trembling.

Qiao Qiu was also moved and magnanimous, regardless of what happened just now, took Ke Yu's little hand, and returned to the room with the pastry, but he didn't react until he was lying on the bed and coaxed the boy to sleep, and touched him The boy who almost groped his feet in the bathroom did not apologize, but he apologized to Ke Yu with a moved look.