Chapter 10: Sweet french wet kiss

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Knowing that the little boy's ears could not be heard, Qi Yan had a trace of pity in his heart, and gradually put down his guard. After all, can a little disabled person betray him?

After Qi Yan had two bowls of cold herbal tea, he returned to the bedroom.

The little boy is now sleeping soundly, sucking his own thumb and making a squeaking sound. I have to say that when the child does not cry, he looks quite cute.

Qi Yan gently closed the door, walked to the bedside, lifted the corner of the quilt, and lay down. He did not take the initiative to pull the little boy's body into his arms, but the little boy seemed to be able to smell it, and he stuck to it.

Qi Yan did not push the little boy away, and even took the opportunity to put his arm on the little boy's waist, adjusted his posture, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Although the little boy was endless and a little noisy, Qi Yan could still fall asleep and slept deeply.

The next day, when Qi Yan woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. This was the first time he woke up so late. In the past, he woke up at about six or seven o'clock.

And the little boy was still sleeping on him. His little mouth was slightly open, making a very soft humming sound. In addition, there was still saliva at the corners of his mouth, which soaked more than half of the clothes in front of Qi Yan's chest.

When Qi Yan sat up, the little boy also woke up and looked at the man with sleepy eyes. With that drooling appearance, he was like a little idiot.

Qi Yan didn't dislike this stupidity at all. He picked up the little boy's buttocks, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The little boy hangs on his body all the time, which is somewhat inconvenient, especially when he takes off his clothes.

After Qi Yan tried to tear the little boy off fruitlessly, he had to rudely tear up his pajamas and then tear them off, and then soaked them in the bathtub.

Qi Yan has a tattoo on his body. It is a five-clawed golden dragon over his shoulder. Because it has been tattooed for many years, the color has faded a lot, and there is no color to make up, so now it has become a black dragon. Compared with the golden dragon, the black dragon is more oppressive and deterrent.

The little boy thought that the black faucet on the man's shoulder was a pool of dirt, so he stretched out his little finger to rub it.

Qi Yan leaned his head against the edge of the bathtub and closed his eyes to refresh his mind, and he didn't care about the little children's little actions.

When he closed his eyes and was enough to refresh, Qi Yan opened his eyes and stared at the little boy's face.

The little boy noticed that the man was looking at him, so he also looked back at the man.

After looking at each other for a while, the little boy squeezed out a sweet smile at the man.

Qi Yan had never seen such a clean smile before. His heart throbbed fiercely.

This little boy knows how to cry all day long and rarely laughs. Now that he sees this little boy laughing, Qi Yan is reluctant to let him cry again.

Qi Yan stretched out his hand to play with the little boy's ears hanging by his head, winding the soft and slender rabbit ears together and tagging a beautiful knot.

Looking at his masterpiece, Qi Yan's always tense and serious face also smiled. He may not be as ferocious as outsiders say, and he still has a gentle side.

The little boy touched his rabbit ears that were knotted together and felt that the man bullied him. He squeezed his little mouth and was about to cry.

Seeing that the little boy was about to cry again, Qi Yan subconsciously came over and blocked his little mouth.

Although Qi Yan hasn't kissed anyone else, he is like an old man and has a skillful French wet kiss.

When kissing, the little boy stared at the man like a bronze bell, which ruined the beautiful atmosphere.

MTL'rs note: im sorry but the title is making me wheeze so much lmao

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