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Chapter 25 Psychological Therapy Room: Split (14)

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By the way, the porridge is almost done. Should the young master come down to eat or should I bring it to you?

...I'll go on later.

After finally sending Uncle Jiang away, Wen You closed the door. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, someone came up behind him.

Okay, sick kids go and get dressed.

Chu Tian wrapped her waist around his waist, pressed her head against the man's back, and turned her direction towards the wardrobe.

Wen You was pushed away by her at a loss.

Whether Chu Tian intentionally or unintentionally, her palms just intertwined between his legs. Every time he took a step, he could clearly feel the weight pressing against his genitals through the quilt.

The only thing he could do was to hold the quilt tightly, for fear that his hands would slide in the next moment, so he got into his pants and grabbed his cock and played with it, and even put it in her mouth...

Chu Tian hugged the sandwich roll in her arms, wrapped in a soft quilt, and could feel the stiffness of the man's body inside. She deliberately rubbed him and tiptoed to him and bit his ears:

Why did you catch a cold if you were well?

Did you catch a cold after kicking the quilt last night?

The female voice in her ear was filled with a hint of huskyness. Her breath was sprayed on her ears, and the heat seemed to penetrate the skin, causing the blood below to rush.

He knew very well what caused the husky bit in her throat.

Similarly, his cold is...

Wen You watched Chu Tian squat down and search in the lattice where the winter clothes were stored in the closet, and his head slowly emptied, and the extra part of the dream appeared, which was the bathroom part he could not see in the surveillance.

She squatted in front of him, holding his bulge through her panties, licking his tongue around the shape of the glans, grinding his sensitive parts with her teeth, forcing him to personally agree to treat her to eat her dick, then stretched out his hand, took off his last fig leaf, stroked his body, sucked his genitals, and made him ejaculate out of control.

The experience last night was too shocking. Before he could figure out how to deal with his relationship with her, she appeared in front of him again, reminding him of what happened, forcing him to constantly reminisce about the shameful emotions and physiological pleasure, making him sway for it.

Let's untie it. Wen You heard her say this.

He lowered his head, a simple white man had already grabbed the edge of his quilt.

Chu Tian hung a long windbreaker in her arms, pulled the quilt from the man's body, and found that it was not moving at all.

What's wrong?She patted the quilt gently and smiled at him: Dress you up.

In a trance, the scene in the bathroom coincided for a moment. Chu Tian's soothing smile in front of her became suspicious, as if she was using the same trick again and tricking him into removing the quilt, she would push him down and take off his clothes in the next second and enjoy his cock.

Wen You closed his eyes hard, and his breathing became irrepressibly disordered.

If she really wants to treat him like that later...

Does he want to... refuse?

Chu Tian looked at the man's inexplicably dyed with crimson ears and closed lips, wondering what he had imagined, and teased him curiously: Are you unwilling to talk to me today, Xiao Qi?

Hearing his younger brother's name, Wen You suddenly woke up, and he hesitated just now.

He was born for Wen Qi. The meaning of existence is to protect his younger brother. Moreover, he should choose to refuse with Wen Qi's identity now...

……No.

Wen You slowly calmed down the throbbing in his body, buried his secret selfishness in his heart, and said in a muffled voice: I, wear it myself.

One of the symptoms of a cold is that Wen You also has a nasal sound when he speaks, and his voice is small, which sounds like he is acting coquettish. It is very different from Wen You, who is noble and cold in her impression. It is extremely cute. Chu Tian wants to seduce him to continue speaking: Is this obedient, should I be rewarded with candy?

Hearing the word "eat candy", Wen You froze for a moment, stretched out his hand from the crack of the quilt without saying a word, grabbed the windbreaker that was placed on Chu Tian's arm, and quickly put it in the quilt like a whisper, putting on his clothes rustlingly.

He put his hand into his sleeves and the movement was a bit big. The quilt slid from his shoulders and fell to the floor. Chu Tian wanted to raise her hand to take his quilt. Wen You, who was paying attention to her movement, subconsciously took a step back.

Chu Tian's hand stopped in the air for a half second, looking at the man who realized that he had obviously reacted too much, Da Zheng lowered his head, and put his hand on his head and rubbed it, then pinched his ears: What are you hiding, afraid of spreading it to me?

Wen You's skin that was touched by her fingertips burned, and her body still posed as she was guarding: ...Hmm.

Chu Tian put a ginger candy in a beautiful mood, walked up to him and pulled off the quilt that she couldn't fall off. She hugged her in her arms: Get dressed quickly, and then go down to have porridge.

Seeing the woman holding his quilt without any nostalgia, making the bed for him without any intention of being intimate with him, Wen You bit ginger candy expressionlessly and buttoned the windbreaker to the top.

...It's because he's overthinking.

Uncle Jiang brought out a large pot of hot porridge and saw that the young master was already sitting at the dining table. Dr. Chu, who had not known where he was just now, sat on the sofa reading a book again.

He first served a bowl of porridge for the young master, and then greeted Chu Tian: Doctor Chu, come here to taste it, right?

Chu Tian refused: No, I will leave after Wen Qi finished eating.

Unsuccessful persuasion, Jiang Bo had to give up. He turned around and wanted to bring out the fried side dishes, but found that the people on the table were surrounded by low pressure.

Why do you feel that the young master is even more unhappy than just now?

Wen You: Why didn’t I kiss you? Are you doing different treatments?