C12 Mind

Actually, Shuicao had secretly studied his pants for several days ever since he saw Quan San's story in the restroom of the amusement park. He didn't understand why this place was different from the one that belonged to that villain!

Although he despised that bad guy's ugliness, he was still curious and wanted to see her father for a long time. However, since childhood, he didn't want him to look at her father, so he didn't think anything of it. Ever since that time, Shuicao had always been itching to see if his father's bird was as big as his own and also as hairless.

"Does uncle like to play with birds?" The faint blue glow made the man's figure seem much more illusory. Shuicao, who was completely focused on the man's hand movements, didn't notice the fierceness on the man's face at all.

Wearing his headphones, Quan San, who was looking at the piece, had already been struck by killing intent the moment Shuicao opened his private room's door. He had reserved this soft sleeping car with only one bodyguard, he didn't believe that Liu Tie would suddenly open his private room door and barge in in in the middle of the night.

The man's arm, which had fallen naturally to the side of the bed, was swiftly scooping up a blade hidden between the thumb and ring finger of his right hand. The blade was extremely thin, and he and the blade could be inserted instantly between the trespasser's second and third ribs of his left chest. The blade was wedged between the trespasser's second and third ribs, and blood would spurt out in an instant, unstoppable, unstoppable, and he would die on the spot.

However, the man immediately retracted his hand, and hid the blade between his thumb and ring finger back to where he originally stood, his deep eyes emitting a sinister light. He couldn't hear what brat said, and he saw brat's cherry lips move, as if he was talking to him.

The passionate cry poured from the headset into his eardrums, teasing his closed pores, forcing a square between his eyebrows, destroying his Latin features, making him even more ferocious and cruel.

He naturally took off the headset and indeed, he heard brat's childish voice asking him: "Uncle, what are you doing? Does uncle like to play with birds? Why isn't Uncle saying anything? Why is there only Uncle here? "

"Masturbate. Big bird, speak." The little guy asked the man a bunch of questions like a machine gun. The man also answered his questions with absolute certainty, although the little guy might not be able to understand it.

"Third Brother, this child …" Heimu, who noticed the situation immediately after he was done undoing his hands, that is to say, the man in shades who helped others wash their hands for the little guy just now, returned. The tall man appeared at the door of the room hurriedly with one hand on the open sliding door and his other hand hanging by his leg, regardless of who it was, even if it was a female mosquito, he was still not in his duty to do so.

"Huh?" Hearing that, Shuicao turned around and looked up, and saw that it was the uncle who had just helped him. He immediately welcomed him with a smile, as if they were very close: "Why is it you, Uncle? Thank you for following Lei Feng's good example. "

"…" Big Brother sunglasses was speechless!

Quan San, who was putting on his pants casually, waved his hand and dismissed Liu Tie. brat was not a threat to him, so there was no need to be so nervous. He could just go out and guard.

F * ck! Of course Heimu knew that brat, who was not even as tall as 3 tofu, was not a threat to Third Brother. The thing that bothered him the most was that he failed to fulfill his duty.

"Let's go, I'll send you back." Quan San finally said everything. He did not cut off the head or tail, it was an entire sentence.

Shuicao subconsciously raised his head and saw the old man pressing down on him like a mountain. The grass was so tall that it didn't even reach the old man's thighs.

Quan San's eyes were blinking like black grapes. His naked upper body was wrapped in a spectacular muscle mass, and his sturdy biceps and forearm muscles were trained extremely arrogantly.

Due to the warm up exercise he did while lying on the bed, all the curves and curves of his body were lit up by the small lamp inlaid on the bed. Under the dim light, he looked sexy, of course, it wasn't something that Shuicao, a small tofu, could understand.

He raised his head and looked at Quan San, who was not wearing a shirt but only a pair of pants. Shuicao seemed to still have a lot of things to say.

The boy had a good memory and a good memory, but he had a problem with remembering everything and everyone that did not threaten him and constituted fear. On the other hand, he could not remember a single thing, could not remember a single thing, and avoided what he feared.

Therefore, when he saw Quan San's face again, he couldn't remember the terrifying memory that he had left behind. Subconsciously, that terrifying memory had already been blocked out by him and locked into the depths of his brain, not wanting to be remembered.

"Why is Uncle living here alone?" Seeing that Quan San had already walked out of the room, Shuicao shamelessly stood in the room without moving. The child twisted his fingers, he actually wanted to tell this uncle that there was no one here, otherwise … Let's just call Daddy here to sleep. It would be a waste if he didn't sleep here.

He secretly rolled his eyes and looked at Quan San's face. He wanted to say a few nice words to father, maybe he and dad can move here to sleep, and there was a big duke pig snoring loudly like a pig.

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