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I kept thinking about his big belly that night, and I didn't have a good time.

At the beginning, he kept his standing posture, picked up the book in the afternoon and continued to read, motionless as if being punished to stand.

I pretended to be having fun, rolling around on the ground with the toy car, and making a very annoying "poofing" sound from my mouth.From time to time, I would quietly glance at him, hoping that he would sit down soon.

"Hey." He called me suddenly after a while.

I immediately stopped all movements and looked at him very reverently, pretending to be obedient.

"Where is a toilet?"

My house is a bit big and there are many rooms. I was afraid that I could not describe it clearly, so I just dragged him out and escorted him directly to the door of the bathroom.

He handles it inside, and I stand guard outside the door like a guard.I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard the sound of flushing water...

As soon as he opened the door, I jumped in front of him: "How is it?"

I know it seems a bit perverted to ask how someone is doing on the toilet, but I really cared about how he was doing at the time and didn't mean to make fun of him.However, he must have misunderstood it, and looked at me very unfriendly.

I followed him back to the bedroom in desperation.He sat by the bed and read a book, and I played with toys absent-mindedly.I was still thinking about his stomach, but I didn't have the nerve to talk to him anymore, so I could only comfort myself: since he can sit down, it should be resolved, and his stomach looks deflated.

I stared at the pile of things on the ground that I originally regarded as treasures, but I was a little bit uninterested.I like the new and dislike the old, and I am attracted by this new live playmate, although the other party doesn't want to talk to me.

I yawned, pouted tearfully, and glanced past him to the window behind me, only to find that it was completely dark.

I checked the time, it was past nine o'clock.On the way back to the bedroom, I stripped myself naked to my underwear, pouted and pulled out a change from the bottom of the closet.

Then □□ stood naked in front of the knight: "I'm going to sleep." My subtext is: You should go to sleep too.

He ignored me, and I continued, "I'm going to take a shower." Then I added, "Are you with me?"

I'm so awesome, I invited people to take a bath together on the first day we met...

Knight isn't bad either, because he literally washed with me...  

Our two kids stood naked under the shower, which made me a little shy to be honest.

I caught a glimpse of his dick with a random roll of my eyeballs, and his dick wasn't any different from mine back then.

Later on... I must admit, he developed quite well...

Of course my attention wasn't on his body at all at the time, all I could think about was having a water fight with him...

I was so excited that I controlled the shower head with one hand and touched the switch with the other.Spread your legs apart, forming a zama step, and stabilize your lower body.After the posture is set, I think it must be very exciting to wait for the water jet to spray out, accompanied by the sound of machine guns shooting out of my mouth.

However, I failed to implement it at all, because he saw through my plan, grabbed my wrist, pressed the nozzle facing him to the ground, and said very old-fashionedly: "Don't make trouble."

The word "don't make trouble" is particularly lethal to me, and it makes me wilt immediately.

Because every time I acted like a baby with my dad and pounced on him to make trouble with him, he would push me away and drop these two words without a word, leaving me alone in dejection.

The more times I did this, the conditioned reflex formed, and it still exists to this day.As long as I hear these two words, I will be at a loss and doubt myself uncontrollably.

I lowered my head sluggishly, and squeezed out an "oh" from my throat in aggrieved manner.He threw the nozzle to him after rushing on his body a few times indiscriminately, and ran out in a panic wearing a bath towel.

I couldn't figure it out, why did everyone resist my overtures?Am I doing something wrong?But with my brain at the time, no matter how I thought about it, I couldn't think of an answer.

I lay down on the bed in frustration, closed my eyes tightly, and wanted to fall asleep quickly.I have always been like this. When faced with unsolvable problems, my first reaction is always to escape.

However, I squeezed my eyes sorely and I was still awake.

After a while I heard louder and louder footsteps, and I knew it was the knight coming back from the shower.

"Where do I sleep?" he asked.

I sat up abruptly, looked at him in the dark for a few seconds, then reached out and patted the bed: "Sleep here."

In fact, our house has a guest room with a bed in it, but my dad didn't arrange it, and I can't turn on the air conditioner in it, so I can't heat him up.

I couldn't see his expression, only heard him walking towards me.I quickly shrunk in, leaving half of the bed for him.He lay down, it was warm, and there was a scent of shower gel.I lay down too and grinned silently.I thought it was such a good feeling to have friends to accompany me.