This is destined to be an early morning that cannot be spent safely.

Tang Jin just raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and the boy in his arms came up.

The boy said softly in a soft and uninterrupted voice: "Mr. Long, good morning."

Tang Jin opened his eyes and saw his blue eyes curved, but the circles around his eyes were slightly red, which looked a little pitiful.

"Didn't you go back to your room and sleep? Why are you here again..."

Tang Jin reached out to brush the end of his eyes, "Have you cried?"

Cecil held Tang Jin's hand, and his smooth and delicate cheek rubbed against her palm, "Well... Cecil had a nightmare."

"What nightmare?"

Tang Jin asked him while sitting up.

She originally wanted to push Cecil away, but he took the opportunity to put her neck around and sat on her lap.

He hugged Tang Jin's neck, "I dreamed that Mr. Long didn't want me anymore."

"Think less about what you have or not." Tang Jin lifted the quilt and pulled the candy on his body, "Get up first, I won't want you, huh?"

Cecil is not let go, "Mr. Long hug me."

Tang Jin sighed, picked him up from the bed and put him on the sofa, touched his head, "What are you going to wear today?"

Cecil bent his lips, "Everything is OK."

It's OK, anyway, he looks good in whatever he wears.

Tang Jin went to the cloakroom to pick out his clothes, but as soon as the man walked out of the cloakroom, his temples thundered.

The boy was lying on the dark red single sofa, his blonde hair was scattered, and his loose shirt was untied to the bottom.ωωw..net

He saw Tang Jin coming out with his clothes, and his fingers like a scallion root unbuttoned the last button.

Half of the shirt slipped naturally, and large pieces of white skin were exposed to the air. His shiny and slender calves were hanging on the side of the sofa and swayed slightly, and his seductive eyes raised slightly, "Mr. Long, can you please help me change it?

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Lively and fragrant.

The air in the room seemed to become thinner, and the lights hitting the boy seemed too ambiguous, which made his pure face look a little bleak.

Tang Jin lowered his eyes and placed his clothes on the sofa, "How old is the person, change it yourself."

Cecil didn't care about the clothes, and looked at Tang Jin who turned around and wanted to go back to the cloakroom and spoke casually: "Then Cecil will ask Erin or anyone else to help."

Tang Jin frowned and his tone faded, "It's up to you."

Perhaps it was a change of perspective. If it were before, he would have been heartbroken, but now, Cecil looked at the cold color in Tang Jin's eyes and bent his lips a little sweetly.

He didn't believe that Mr. Long would want others to see him like this.

The sound of barefoot stepping on the carpet is so soft that it is like a feather brushing by, making people feel unconsciously upset.

When Cecil walked to the door, he didn't hear Tang Jin calling him. He couldn't help but pursed his lips, and a faint recession rose in his eyes.

He looked at the handle on the door, and for a while, he pulled it down.

Not pulled.

He was stunned for a moment, then pulled it again, but it still didn't pull it away.

Now he knew, and his blue eyes looked at the cloakroom and raised the corners of his lips.

He walked back with his hands behind his back, muttering, "Strange, why can't the door be opened..."

After saying this a few words, he pretended to walk to the curtains, "Forget it, Erin should be downstairs, and shout her here."

"Let's open the curtains and see her..."

As he said that, he reached out to pull the curtains.

Before his finger touched the curtain, he threw the person back to the bed.

The bed was soft, and of course it didn't hurt when thrown back. Cecil even looked at Tang Jin standing in front of him, his cheeks turned red, and his heart felt sweet.

The white jade-like boy was trapped in a dark duvet, and the shirt on his body was better than not wearing, and it became more attractive as half-covered.

"What's wrong with you today?" Tang Jin asked him while pressing his temples on fire.

Cecil raised his calf, and Tang Jin subconsciously caught it. He stepped on Tang Jin's arm and acted coquettishly, "I don't want to wear my own clothes... If Mr. Long doesn't help me, I can only find someone else."

Tang Jin took a deep breath and took the clothes as if he was willing to accept his fate.

The boy's body is clean and beautiful. He does not have too exaggerated muscles. His body lines are very smooth and beautiful. There is not an inch or an inch less than the whole body. No one is not good-looking. Even the joints are inside.

Exudes attractive pink.

He is the deadliest poison and the most extreme beauty.

Even though he knew that touching would mean death, someone would still continue to caress him and ask him to caress him casually like a cat and a dog.

She was no exception if she was tens of thousands of years earlier.

Tang Jin sighed lightly and helped him put on his clothes.

Blue eyes stared at her with watery eyes. Gradually, the color on his face became more and more intense, and in the end he couldn't help biting his lower lip.

His fingertips with thin calluses brushed across his skin without a trace.

The slight numbness spreads throughout the body with the restless blood.

Cecil didn't know for a moment whether it was torture Tang Jin or torture him.

The beautiful blue eyes were completely covered with water, the bright red lips were lightly opened, and the scorching breathing was in and out. If Tang Jin looked more carefully, he would find that the place of his heart was beating.

His heartbeat was so violent that it could not be hidden.

The temperature of the palm seemed to have increased as the warm and cool palms brushed across his skin.

The boy's eyes were blurred.

Mr. Long, what are you thinking...

As the clothes were put on one by one, Cecil's body was also covered by the fabric. Finally, it was the white socks. Tang Jin held his feet and was about to get the socks when he heard him shouting softly.

"Tang...Just..."
Chapter completed!