Cannon Fodder Counterattacks Spiritual Writings (24)

White shirt and jeans, bright red bracelets are worn on the jade-white wrists. The contrast of colors is more eye-catching. As soon as Ye Sinian got out of the car, he was baptized by the eyes of a crowd of men and women.

Glancing calmly, Ye sinian pushed his glasses, and walked away with his long legs to the bustling school gate.

"Brother!" Those big glazed eyes flashed brightly. Lin Xiaobei's small white face suddenly filled with a satisfied and happy smile. He turned his head and said something to the teacher next to him, then turned to face the most eye-catching figure in the crowd and ran.

"Are you good today?" Ye Sinian smiled and took the tender doll that ran towards him into his arms, nodded to the kind-eyed middle-aged female teacher, then turned and left with him.

"Very good!" Lin Xiaobei embraced Ye Sinian's neck affectionately, nodded vigorously when he heard the words, and said, "Teacher praised me today!"

"Huh? How did she praise you?" Ye Sinian smiled and kissed his fleshy little tender face, with a warm smile on the corners of his eyes.

Lin Xiaobei smiled more happily, and grinned, "Praise me for being sweet!"

"..." Ye Sinian paused when he bent over and pulled the car door. He smiled and shook his head, silently messing with his soft dull hair on the head.

In a large museum.

Professor Chen nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but patted Yueyue on the shoulder, and said, "Xiaoyue! What you said is pretty good! General Yueyue is indeed the most beautiful man who pioneered the world!"

Yueyue pushed the glasses, the smile on his face is both proud and subtle.

"I'm very happy that you can stay at University A!"

Professor Chen did not notice the subtle expression on his face. He smiled while packing up the documents in front of him, and said:

"We both have a deep understanding of General Yueyue and worship him. You even have the same name as the general. Although you are younger than my son, we have a common language! It's really a year-long friendship! And the wandering son returns to the hometown and leaves to the roots. This father's hope of returning to the country is fulfilled by you, very good!"

There was a sound of footsteps from outside. Professor Chen turned his head happily. He couldn't help but feel a little bit happy to see who came. He smiled and joked: "Little Yi! You came with the kid?"

It was also interesting. It stands to reason that Yi Che and Yueyue are both men. Although they know that male style has existed from ancient times to the present, they are not in line with mainstream values. They should have received a polite condemnation and criticism. He raised his heart for them, and he was ready to say something for them when the time came. He didn't expect everything to be resolved by this milk doll.

The ancients said that goodness has good rewards, it really is the most reasonable!

Ye Sinian smiled and nodded. Before speaking, he saw Lin Xiaobei in his arms stretched out his hand towards Professor Chen with a smile, milkingly said: "Grandpa Chen, hugs~"

"Hey! What a good boy!" Professor Chen smiled kindly. He took Lin Xiaobei from Ye Sinian's arms and hugged him and said, "Grandma made something delicious for you at home today, she's waiting for you to go!"

"Can I eat here?" Lin Xiaobei widened those big wet eyes when he heard the words, and asked milkily.

Professor Chen's heart was softened by him, and he nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, let's take something to eat by the turtle pond, okay?"

"Okay~" He can share it with his friends something delicious, Lin Xiaobei smiled even more happily.

"That's OK!" Professor Chen looked at Ye Sinian happily, and said, "Xiaobei will live with me tonight. You two have fun."

Ye Sinian's face was slightly red, embarrassed. He smiled and said: "Then we'll trouble professor!"

"It's okay! What trouble is not troublesome! Teacher is happy to have Lin! Let's go now!" Professor Chen waved his hand at him, hugging Lin cheerfully and went outside the Xiaobei Dynasty Museum.

His son still refuses to marry, and his wife loves this well-behaved and annoying baby doll. When they heard that Yi Che and the other are going to the two-person world on Chinese Valentine's Day. He couldn't describe how happy they were. Don't know how many toys they bought. They are waiting for him to bring Xiaobei home!

Seeing the old man and a little boy going away, Ye Sinian frowned tangledly, and said, "Always feed tortoise sweets, is this really good?"

Yueyue stretched out his arm around his waist in a very natural way. She said with a smile: "Don't worry, Professor Chen has a spectrum."

As he said, he held Ye Sinian's hand to his lips, and kissed his fingertips closely. The pupils that had already turned into ink flashed deep light.

Although his body temperature is no longer different from that of normal people, for some reason, he is still very attached to Ye sinian's warm body temperature.

There was a burst of rust from his fingertips, Ye Sinian's ears flashed red.

Yue yue's lips smiled deeper, his arms tightened around his thin waist, hid warm breath sprayed on his reddish ears, his low voice was magnetic and sexual feeling: "Take you to a good place..."

Ye Sinian's heart jumped because of his hook-like voice, before he can react, he saw a cloud of cold white mist rising up, and the iron arm around his waist slammed hard, turning the world around.

In a brightly lit room, carved bed and screen and soft couch, as far as the eye can see, it is overwhelming red.

Ye Sinian was startled suddenly, staring blankly at everything in front of him, and an unspeakable sense of unreality suddenly rose in his heart.

Yue Yue wrapped around his waist from behind, eyes full of love, he lowered his head and gently kissed the top of his hair.

"You did all this?" Ye Sinian blinked and turned to meet his gaze, the water shining in his phoenix eyes.

"Yes." There was a sense of accomplishment in Yue yue's eyes. He raised his head and looked around in the wedding room that was arranged in full accordance with the customs of the Moon Dynasty. Then he lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips, and said, "Do you like it?"

The deep pupils are full of love, and you can clearly see his figure from the inside. The tip of his heart seems to be scratched lightly with soft feathers. Ye Sinian pursed his lips, and the tips of his ears became red little by little.

"Love it."

Their eyes met in the air, and the soft and sweet breath rose slowly between the two of them. The festive red in the room was reflected on each other's faces, and their breathing paused for a while, then slowly became scorching hot.

Their noses touched each other. They breathed in each other's breath.

There was a faint undercurrent surging in Yue yue's deep eyes, and the arms around Ye Sinian's waist tightened involuntarily.

The two warm bodies pressed against each other, and the pounding heartbeats intertwined and echoed in the ears.

Ye Sinian stretched out his hand and gently stroked Yueyue's side face, brushing his warm fingertips over his warm eartips and inserting them into his short hair.

His curly eyelashes trembled, Ye Sinian lifted his chin slightly, and gently kissed Yue Yue's lips.

It's just a simple touch between lips. The dry lip flaps against each other, and the touch is not even too beautiful, but the current generated almost makes the two in the unspeakable tacit understanding, and the heart seems to miss one shot.

With his arms around Yueyue's shoulders, Ye Sinian closed his eyes slightly, and the tip of his bright tongue slowly protruded, and the movements gently wetted his dry lips.

The soft tip of the warm and slippery tongue licked on his lips, and a dark light flashed across Yue Yue's ink-colored eyes. He stretched out his hand to press on the back of Ye Sinian's neck and actively deepened the strength of the kiss.

Licking, sucking, entangled with each other.

Yue Yue seemed to be soothing and provocative. Teasingly stroking the back of Ye Sinian's neck, the warm tip of his tongue invaded his mouth and licked his sensitive upper jaw.

Ye Sinian couldn't help but let out a short moan. His long eyelashes trembled, and the arm around Yueyue's neck tightened involuntarily.

The hand with a thin callus had already been inserted from the hem of his shirt for some time, and after lovingly stroked his smooth and delicate back for a moment, it slid down the graceful ridgeline.

"Call me husband."

Yueyue's ink eyes flashed deep in the light, the tight muscles on his body stretched out a sexual arc, his hands firmly grasped Ye Sinian's thin waist, and the hoarse voice seemed to be burning with an unquenchable fire, which made the listener unable to help it. Follow his footsteps willingly, or fall into the bottomless abyss, or climb the top of the mountain that is so high.

Ye Sinian put his hands on Yue Jue's shoulders, his white jade-like body was forced to sweat, and his bright red suit was half hung on his arms, and it became more and more inviting under the light. His phoenix eyes shining in the water were slightly closed, and the curly eyelashes trembling, casting two fan-shaped shadows on the face, the lips that were sucked into bright red opened slightly, and the porcelain white inside was vaguely visible and showed a bright tongue.

The gaze darkened a little bit, Yue yue couldn't help pushing it hard. After doing it twice, his voice became more hoarse, and it was full of extreme passion: "Call me husband...."

"Well!" Ye Sinian's whole body trembled uncontrollably, his complexion became paler against the bright red wedding dress, and his slightly upturned eyes were stained with a heart-warming red. He gritted his teeth and the corners of his eyes seemed to be forced into tears. Then come, with a soft cry in his voice.

"Husband~"

The trembling husband made Yueyue's pupils suddenly shrink, and the dark color in his eyes almost turned into substance. His hand gripping Ye Sinian's waist couldn't help but increase his strength again, and finally couldn't bear it and vigorously conquered.

The big red curtain kept shaking, and a sweaty jade-white palm came out from the curtain. The slender and white fingers tightened the curtain embroidered with dragon and phoenix, as if tolerating some inhuman things. The knuckles are hard to whiten.

The other hand whose skin color was obviously darker a few degrees stretched out, one by one he broke off the slender fingers, the ten fingers were tightly interlocked, then returned to the curtain.

With a crying trill.