The Pheromone of the Drooping-Eared Rabbit (ABO)

Chapter 133: The heart of Rongbao

When Qi Yan came out of the shower, he only saw Rongbao sitting on the sofa with a confused face. He didn't know what Qi Feng said to Rongbao.

When Rongbao saw Master Qi coming, he got up with his body and stuck to hug him.

Qi Yan stretched out his hand to pick up his little lover, and then raised his arm to let Rongbao smell it. He saw if there was any smell: "Baby, can you still smell it?"

Rongbao buried his whole little face in Qi Yan's armpit and took a sip. There was no smell, only the fragrance of men's special bath lotion.

Rongbao took out his little face, looked up and smiled at Qi Yan: "Master Qi is fragrant."

Qi Yan also buried his face in Rongbao and smelled it and said, "My baby is also fragrant."

Rongbao rubbed on Qi Yan's body, dragged the small ending, and shouted sweetly, "Master Qi~"

Shen Xu, who is secretly observing not far away, is now in an extremely complicated mood.

Qi Feng appeared behind Shen Xu and patted him on the shoulder.

Shen Xu was not scared. He looked at Qi Feng calmly, and then turned around and left.

Qi Feng followed Shen Xu's footsteps, rolled his eyes and said, "You'd better not get involved in the affairs of my uncle and aunt. If something happens, I won't plead with you."

Shen Xu's handsome face was tense and replied coldly, "I won't bother you."

After saying that, Shen Xu strode into the room and threw the door.

Qi Feng stood at the door and knocked, "Hey, I warn you, be honest."

Shen Xu didn't answer him, and Qi Feng left knowing that he was bored.

In the living room, Qi Yan is learning to massage Rongbao. Pregnancy is a hard job. With such a big pregnant belly every day, even if you lie down, you will feel tired.

Originally, he planned to let a professional master massage, but Qi Yan couldn't see others touch Rongbao's body. Even if it was just a massage, he had to compete in his heart, so he had to do it himself.

Rongbao is not picky at all. As long as Master Qi helps him press it, no matter how he kneads it, he feels very comfortable.

Looking at Rongbao's little expression of enjoyment, Qi Yan also found fun and pressed it vigorously.

"Baby, is it comfortable?"

"Well...comfortable..."

Qi Yan's hands, which I don't know how much blood has stained, are doing the work of serving people. Only Rongbao can enjoy this honor.

Rongbao was pressed comfortably and soon fell asleep on the pillow.

Qi Yan stopped, rubbed his sore wrist, then bent down, took a sip on Rongbao's little face, and then picked him up and brought him back to the bedroom.

Qi Yan still had something to do. After he put Rongbao in the bedroom, he went to the study.

The computer on the desk in the study lit up by himself. Qi Yan walked over and looked at the panel. He saw that the message bar on the dark web was lit up, and an order message sent to him by an old acquaintance.

Qi Yan sat down, typed a line of words, and then sent it: "The small-caliber machine gun is out of stock."

While Qi Yan was busy replying to the message to the customer, Shen Xu sneaked into the bedroom and took Rongbao away.

Rongbao didn't sleep deeply and woke up after a few bumps. When he found that it was not Qi Yan who was holding him, he immediately bit his lower lip and cried: "Wow...Master Qi..."