Nurturing Limited Time Game [Rebirth]

Chapter 39

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Zhou Mi's original mood was rage and despair, but now he is comforted very well.All the comfort from Zhoudu is nothing more than feeding the two mouths, it just depends on whether it is the upper one or the lower one.And usually, when Zhou Mi is appeased, it must be when Zhou Du is fierce and powerful.

So this kiss is inextricable.

Wang Feng watched from the side and sighed. Seeing that Zhao Ying was about to push Zhou Mi from holding his face to pressing on the sofa, he quickly coughed: "Ahem!"

Zhao Yingcai remembered that they came to discuss how to deal with Mu Chenfeng today, so how did it become acquaintance with Zhou Mi?

Zhou Mi was dizzy from his kiss, in fact he hadn't eaten properly for many days, even if Zhao Ying didn't kiss him, he would also be dizzy.It's just that before giving Zhao Ying a kiss, she was dizzy with hunger, but now she is dizzy with happiness and weak.

He just leaned directly into Zhou Mi's arms.

Seeing his limp, bullying and distressing appearance, Zhao Ying couldn't bear to push him away, let alone make him uncomfortable, so she hurriedly called Aunt Zheng: "Is there any porridge? Give me a bowl quickly."

Aunt Zheng had already stewed a pot of duck porridge, and immediately brought a bowl of it after hearing Zhao Ying's words.The old man was standing on the sidelines, and he had seen the matter clearly for a long time. Now that he brought the porridge, he looked at Zhao Ying with tears in his eyes: "Boss, why did you become like this?"

Zhao Ying neither denied nor admitted, took a spoonful of the porridge, blew on it first, and then said to Wang Feng: "I think the earlier plan must be advanced."

"You guys... um!" Zhou Mi opened his mouth and wanted to ask what your plan was, but Zhao Ying stuffed it in with a mouthful of porridge.

Wang Feng frowned: "I don't agree."

"Isn't there still Ah Mi here?" Zhao Ying said flatly, mouthful slowly but very rhythmically, every time when Zhou Mi wanted to speak, she would put a spoon into his mouth.Zhou Mi was so stuffed by him that he couldn't say a word, so he had no choice but to stay silent, and listened intently. After gaining some strength, he opened his eyes, and his eyes rolled around, not knowing what he was thinking.

After hearing his words, Wang Feng disapproved even more, but Zhou Mi is here, and it is inconvenient to say some things directly.Wang Feng smiled helplessly, and said, why did Zhou Mi stay here when discussing countermeasures? Didn't this let Zhou Mi know the ending and collapse early?Now he knew, it turned out that Zhao Ying used this trick in reverse to kill him.As soon as Zhao Ying opened her mouth, she turned the decision that was still pending discussion into a final decision, and in front of Zhou Mi, Wang Feng was definitely unwilling to tell all the things, and there was no way to argue.

Zhao Ying's face was thick-skinned: Yes, that's what I came up with, what can you do?Uncle Feng, do you really have the heart to say it in front of your face?If you really had the heart, you wouldn't be the Uncle Feng who watched us grow up!

Wang Feng stared: You just met him, and you are going to tell him this. What if something happens, what do you ask him to do?

Zhao Ying lowered her eyes, and gently fed Zhou Mi porridge: Uncle Feng, you couldn't guarantee that my illness would be cured.

Wang Feng was almost pissed off by him: Then what is the purpose of your kiss?

Zhao Ying was annoyed to death: I don't know either!Give him a ray of hope, and give me a chance to fight against fate.

"Alas..." Wang Feng sighed a long time, and put down the teacup with a bang. "Whatever you want." Then he turned around and went upstairs, these two troublesome guys, he really had a terrible headache, he really didn't sleep well these days, he needed to go back to Zhou Mili's bedroom to be quiet and quiet.The nearly 50-year-old rolled over on the bed that had lost its smell, hugged the warm and cold quilt and wailed: "Mioli, I'm about to be annoyed to death by your two nephews! You don't care!"

As if someone was lying beside him, holding him and blowing in his ear, he smiled in a low voice: "Ah Feng, that is your nephew too."

Wang Feng sighed, and a tear flowed down.

Zhou Du probably also felt that everyone can survive death and live like him, it seems easy.

That's right, Zhao Ying, ah, Bu Zhoudu, I really think so.Wang Feng can survive, so can Zhou Mi.He is weak now, but because he still knows in his heart that Zhou Du is alive.If the last glimmer of hope is also shattered, Zhou Mi knows that Zhou Du will never come back, so he will also be strong.

Just like when he first knew about Zhoudu's car accident, he broke down and took charge of the overall situation.

After Zhao Ying finished feeding a bowl of porridge, she pulled a tissue and carefully and gently wiped the corners of Zhou Mi's mouth clean.

"Brother..." Zhou Mi became more and more limp after eating, he lay in Zhao Ying's arms, and closed his eyes again.

Zhao Ying asked him: "Sleepy?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Mi responded, but hugged Zhao Ying even tighter.

Zhao Ying picked him up and walked upstairs slowly. When Zhou Mi was placed on the bed, Zhou Mi hugged his neck and muttered, "Brother, let's sleep together."

Zhao Ying wanted to be obedient to him at this moment, immediately kicked his shoes and hugged him and rolled him on the bed, took him into his arms, and whispered in his ear: "Go to sleep."

Zhou Mi was rolled by him, but he didn't want to sleep anymore.Worrying about food and clothing, Zhou Mi was hugged by him, and immediately wiped Zhao Ying's lower body with his hand.The touch is hot, and when you touch it, you jump up.

This action was a bit bold, Zhou Mi was worried about his reaction, and wanted to look at him when he raised his head.But Zhao Ying covered his eyes and whispered in his ear: "Don't look at this face, look at this heart."

Zhou Mi paused, and obediently closed his eyes.Then there was a chirp in his ear, and a soft cloth immediately covered his eyes.The moist kiss came with the darkness, but Zhou Mi was not afraid at all, because he was familiar with the strength, angle and speed of the twisting and turning.He was originally held in his arms, but was gradually pressed on the bed.The other party's hand stroked him familiarly, stripping off all his clothes, and his hand was also peeling off the other party's clothes.

They are all familiar, even the usual lubricants are the same.Fingers entered Zhou Mi's body and spread out familiarly, Zhou Mi pursed his lips tightly, his breath was rapid, his feet were wide open, he grabbed the opponent's arm, sweat dripped from his forehead.He couldn't bear it, and he called out in a pleading voice: "Brother, I want you..."

The familiar temperature reached the entrance, and the other party kissed Zhou Mi at this time as always, making him forget the pain of being entered with a gentle and lingering kiss.

"Hmm..." Zhou Mi snorted, and suddenly started crying. He hugged him, grabbed the muscles on his shoulders, and called out, "Brother, Zhou Du...Zhou Du..."

"Hmm!" The other party replied, not sure if it was a muffled grunt when exerting force, or an answer to him.

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