wife addiction

"Gu Xing, don't listen to his nonsense, I was wronged, I..." Yu Wenkong said, unable to resist the half-smile in my second brother's eyes, he slipped back to the kitchen as if fleeing.

My second brother looked at the door of the kitchen where there was no one there, and said to himself, "See how I clean you up at night."

"Father, how are you going to deal with my mother?" Wenwen came over at some point and heard my second brother's words clearly.

My second brother belatedly realized that Wenwen had changed her address for Yu Wenkong on her own, rubbed Wenwen's head, and laughed, "Let's play!"

Wenwen didn't understand, so she asked Tianyu, "Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Tian Yu thought for a while, then shook his head: "No."

That night, my second brother's family stayed at our house. Zong Jie brought Zong Xian's medicine and a few daily changes of clothes.

I urged Zong Xian to drink the medicine, and Tian Yu dragged him to sleep with us.

The bed is not very big, it is a bit reluctant to sleep the three of us.Tianyu has his own room, but when I'm at home, he refuses to sleep by himself.Zong Xian's mind is not clear now, and I was afraid of any danger if I let him sleep alone, so I had to move the bed to the window and close to the wall, let Zong Xian sleep inside, and Tian Yu slept in the middle.

Tianyu was very excited all night, telling stories and playing music, tossing around in the middle of the night before falling asleep, when he fell asleep, I glanced at Zong Xian, who was already asleep, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the middle of the night, I got up from the bed to go to the bathroom, subconsciously touched Zong Xian, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat—Zong Xian was gone!

I quickly touched the wall again, but I still couldn't find Zong Xian's person.

My heart sank quite a bit, I took a pillow towel to cover my son's eyes, and turned on the light in the room.

I swept around, and just as I was looking for criminals, I was surprised to find that Zong Xian was squatting in a ball by the door.

My sinking heart rose a little bit, I put on my slippers, went to Zong Xian and squatted down, patted his shoulder: "Zong Xian, you..."

I frowned, and smelled him carefully, and an inexplicable smell rushed into my nostrils.

Seems to be--

Did you pee?

I was startled, and quickly patted Zong Xian's face to wake him up from his dream.

Zong Xian opened a pair of ignorant eyes, with a look of tiredness, and asked me in a daze, "Xiaoying, what's wrong?"

I don't know if he is sober now, pointing to his pants and said to him, "Did you... piss your pants?"

"Weed your pants?" Zong Xian looked down, but looked up still confused.

It seems that he is not awake yet.

I patted his head, and based on my limited experience in coaxing sons, I called softly: "Zong Xian."

"Huh?" The confusion on Zong Xian's face faded a bit, but he still didn't understand why.

I squeezed his face: "Will you take a shower and change your clothes?"

Zong Xian thought for a while, then asked blankly: "Is Xiaoying with me?"

"Of course." I replied immediately, I don't want Zong Xian, who is not clear-headed, to have any accidents in the bathroom.

After getting my affirmative answer, Zong Xian happily agreed like a child who got candy.

I helped him to the bathroom with weak legs, adjusted the water temperature for him, took off his clothes, moved him to a stool, let him sit on the stool, and began to wash him like I would bathe my son.

Zong Xian is not as ticklish as my son, he sat obediently and let me put my hands on him.

However, soon, I found something was wrong.

From time to time, Zong Xian stretched out his hand between his legs, and that little thing had a faint tendency to raise his head.

I never thought that Zong Xian, who was not clear-headed, would have a physical reaction, so I hurriedly glanced down, stopped and asked him: "Zong Xian, what are you doing?"

Zong Xian, like a child who was caught doing something wrong, suddenly withdrew his hand, glanced at me timidly, and whispered: "Xiaoying, I feel so bad."

I spread his legs apart, glanced at the little thing, and suddenly felt my saliva well up, and my lower abdomen was inexplicably on fire.

He is still a patient, you are a beast if you do it!

I have endured it for six years, but I can't bear it this night?

I cursed myself secretly in my heart, forced myself to calm down, and grabbed the shower to rinse the foam off his body quickly: "Zong Xian, bear with it, it will be fine after washing."

However, Zong Xian was not as obedient as before. He hugged my waist and rubbed his face against my stomach. The water in my hair immediately soaked my pajamas.

"Xiaoying, I'm so sad, so sad..."

While talking, Zong Xian slammed on me, and before I finished washing his back, he wet my pajamas a lot.

I feel like my heart is going to explode, the warm steam in the bathroom makes it hard to breathe, and my own mind is about to be as unconscious as Zong Xian.

I rubbed my temples, pinched the center of my brows, and made sure I still had a semblance of reason. I threw the shower aside, rubbed his head, and tried to control my trembling voice to persuade: "First wash the foam on your body. Okay? Look, my clothes are all wet."

Zong Xian raised his head and looked at me, his wet eyes were full of steam, wronged, ignorant, with a trace of begging and longing.

At that moment, I thought—very cute?

cute?

No, Zong Xian is stern, upright, nagging, affectionate, secretive, and decisive—but definitely not cute.

I must be crazy to find Zong Xian cute.

I collected myself and looked at the past again, but this feeling became even stronger.

The warm water vapor made Zong Xian's face much fairer than before, and his thin lips were also stained with a light pink. He raised his head, and the water in his long and narrow eyes was rippling, like a lake filled with spring water , swaying the starlight at midnight, bright and charming.The long eyelashes were wetted by the spring water, and they stuck together in clusters. The spring water was rippling, and the water surface slowly rose over the dam. Two crystal drops of water slid down the corners of his upturned eyes. Two crooked marks were left on the distinct cheeks, passing through his earlobe and disappearing into the air.

The throbbing in my heart spewed out like a volcano, covering the sky and the sun, and shaking the earth.

With only the last bit of reason remaining, I forced Zong Xian to wash off the foam on his body, then pushed him against the wall, and impulsively and rudely kissed his face.

I felt like I had become a hungry wolf, gnawing along the front and back of the lamb, leaving tooth marks that belonged to me alone.

Yes, Zong Xian is mine, and mine alone.

This was my last thought before I lost my mind. When I returned to my senses, I had roughly sowed the seeds of love in Zong Xian's body.

At last I succeeded in possessing him, as he had possessed me.

We are equal.

I caught my breath, let go of his mouth, and turned him over.

Zong Xian was still immersed in a dreamlike state, his cheeks were flushed, his lips were slightly parted, and he was panting rapidly, while his little thing was still as hard as iron, standing proudly.

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little bit defeated. After so long, Zong Xian still hasn't ejaculated?

Is my technique not good enough?

I flicked on it in a wicked way: "Not bad, it lasts long enough."

Zong Xian shrank back in pain, clutched his little baby tightly, and withdrew more than half of the dreamlike state.

But soon, he took the initiative to post it again, his warm breath brushed my neck, and his intermittent voice said in my ear: "Xiaoying, I haven't eaten for a long time, fried eggs."

I was startled, and quickly pushed him away from my body and looked at his face.

However, what catches the eye is still the silly expression, and Zong Xian's old smirk is not there.

I breathed a sigh of relief, glad that Zong Xian didn't wake up, otherwise I would have died a miserable death tonight seeing his golden gun not falling down.

Six years ago, Zong Xian made it clear that as long as I was happy, he didn't mind being the one below, but when I looked at the bruised body that I had gnawed on, I still felt a little guilty about taking advantage of others.

With a guilt-ridden compensatory psychology, I accepted Zong Xian's request, allowing him to release his desires that had been accumulated for a long time.

Zong Xian is much gentler and more affectionate than me. Even if he is not clear-headed, the pleasure he brings to me far exceeds the pleasure I get from him.He seems to be inviting me to savor a cup of fragrant tea carefully. In the warm and peaceful fragrance, he is slowly infiltrated by the fragrant tea, slowly integrated with the fragrant tea, and even himself becomes like the fragrant tea. Equally fragrant, warm and flawless.It was not only a feast for the body, but also a sublimation of the soul, making me feel that I was deeply loved, deeply loved by the people I loved.

The so-called happiness is as simple as that.

However, no matter how beautiful the tea is, there is a time to finish tasting it, and no matter how charming the dream is, there is also a time to wake up.

When the love rain gradually subsided, Zong Xian fell into a drowsy sleep state again, but I had to face Zong Xian's teeth marks bitten by me.

I rubbed my forehead and thought with a headache, if Zong Xian regained consciousness tomorrow morning, would he think that he was bitten by a dog, and then he would go to the hospital to get vaccinated?

Shouldn't it?I looked at those tooth marks, pointed to one of them and said to myself: "How is it possible, it looks like it was bitten by someone!"

After self-comfort, I cleaned myself and Zong Xian, ran to the bedroom to find a dozen flesh-colored band-aids and an ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and then applied the ointment to the tooth marks on Zong Xian's body one by one. posted up.

Zong Xian, covered in Band-Aids, is like a puppet covered in bad patches.

I feel a little unbearable to look directly at, but there is no other way, so let's do it first.

I found new pajamas and pajamas and put them on him, then helped him into the bedroom when he was staggering, and lay down back to his original position.

My son was still in a deep sleep and was not awakened by our voice or the light. I looked at the big one and the small one, turned off the light, and fell asleep until dawn.

No, it was just five o'clock in the morning to be exact.

In summer, the dawn is very early, and it was already bright at five o'clock. I rubbed my eyes and subconsciously looked at Tianyu's face, but suddenly found that Zong Xian had woken up. He was sitting on the bed with his pajamas lifted Pull the Band-Aid on your stomach.