The Pheromone of the Drooping-Eared Rabbit (ABO)

Chapter 74: Baby, does that hurt?

Qi Yan gasped and dropped a few fine kisses on Rongbao's little face. He shouted in a timid and hoarse voice: "Baby..."

Rongbao looked at the old man with tearful eyes: "Yongbao is sleepy."

Qi Yan took a sip to Rongbao's little mouth: "I'll sleep later."

"Wow~" Rongbao's mouth burst into broken tears and whispers.

"Baby, don't cry. The more you cry, the more I will..." Qi Yan didn't finish his words, and then pushed it lightly.

The old man said to wait for a while, but Rongbao felt that it had passed for a long time. Seeing that Master Qi had not wanted to finish, Rongbao couldn't stand it, so he went to bed first.

The next day, Qi Yan woke up very late. He used to wake up at about six or seven o'clock, but today he slept until 9:30, and Rongbao also slept until this time.

Rongbao buried his little face on the old man's shoulder and rubbed it, and he was reluctant to wake up.

Qi Yan held the back of Rongbao's head and stroked him gently and asked, "Baby, does that hurt?"

Rongbao pouted slightly: "It hurts."

"I'll pay attention next time." Qi Yan didn't want to do that kind of thing during Rongbao's pregnancy, especially when the child was not stable, but who let his little lover throw all the inhibition pills into the toilet on his own initiative, making it difficult for him to control himself.

Qi Yan got up, went to the drawer to get the medicine, and then came back to apply it to Rongbao: "Baby, get up, I'll give you the medicine."

Rongbao obediently lay on the pillow and lifted his little buttocks.

Qi Yan dipped the ointment with a cotton swab and evenly applied it to the velvet rabbit.

Just halfway through the painting, I heard the voice of Qi Feng downstairs: "Uncle, why haven't you got up yet?"

Qi Yan broke the cotton swab in his hand, accurately threw it into the trash can, and then helped Rongbao carry his trousers.

Rongbao got up from the pillow, stretched out his little hand, and hung it on the old man's neck.

Qi Yan picked up Rongbao's little ass, picked him up, and took him downstairs.

Seeing his uncle coming down with his little aunt in his arms, Qi Feng quickly stood up from the sofa.

Qi Yan took Rongbao to the dining table to sit down. Yu Guang glanced at his nephew: "What are you doing here for me?"

Qi Feng walked over with small steps: "Uncle, today is my mother's death anniversary. Have you forgotten?"

Qi Yan did forget this. If Qi Feng hadn't told him, he might not have gone to worship today. He would have gone every year.

Qi Yan picked up the milk on the table, handed it to Rongbao's mouth, and said to Qi Feng, "I'll take Rongbao later."

Qi Feng pulled up the dining chair and sat down. He smiled and said, "My aunt will go too. My mother will definitely be happy."

When Rongbao heard that he could go out with Master Qi, he patted his little hand excitedly: "Yongbao will also go."

Rongbao was as happy as a child. No, he was originally a little kid. Qi Feng couldn't help rubbing Rongbao's head, but he was taboo with his uncle, so he had to hold it down first. When his uncle was not away, he must rub it enough.

Qi Feng looked at the velvet treasure with a circle of milk stains on his mouth and praised it at all against his will: "My little aunt is so cute. My mother will definitely like it when she sees it."