/Squeamish package salted fish beauty sex X old-fashioned daddy big breast muscle attack/childhood sweetheart/
Shen Sui, who just wanted to survive by eating salted fish and waiting to die, had his biggest enemy in his life being his childhood sweetheart, Prince Juan Cheng Yanzhi.
When he was a child, he was tall. Whenever his parents praised Cheng Yanzhi, he would corner people and force them to call him brother.
Unexpectedly, when he grew up, Cheng Yanzhi grew to a height of 1.9 Meters, as if on hormones, and became a serious and cold-faced boss with double doors and eight-pack abs.
And he became the control group. Not only is she 179.99999 Tall, she also has a beautiful androgynous face.
Standing next to Cheng Yanzhi, the group of bad friends in the circle laughed at him for being Cheng Yanzhi's wealthy little wife.
Cheng Yanzhi still controlled him everywhere.
He went to the bar and sent someone to "invite" him back.
When he lay down, he was forced to sit in the study room and work overtime with him.
Whenever he acts like a bit of a monster, this person is more lenient than his own father.
Shen Sui gritted his teeth angrily: I really want to sit on Cheng Yan's head and shit.
Until he was killed and opened his eyes again, he became a little beagle held in the arms of the niece of the Cheng family.
Shen Sui raised his head and saw those familiar, cold and scrutinizing eyes, and grinned: This is a bad day, so let's go!
Shen Sui started a life of disco dancing in Cheng Yanzhi's minefield.
Mysophobia, right? Pee in your shoes, sleep on your pillow.
King Juan, right? The folders will be chewed up by you.
Conservative, right? All bathing clothes were taken away.
Rich, right? With a few rips, the custom-made suit turns into tassels.
Good figure, right? Jump on it. Abs? I bite bite bite. Chest muscles? I gnaw gnaw gnaw.
One day, Shen Sui's short legs stepped on Cheng Yanzhi's eight-pack abs, and he was doing a majestic breast-stepping exercise.
The next second, there was a "click" and the dog's paws turned into long white fingers.
Shen Suiguang lay on Cheng Yanzhi's body, looking into those bottomless eyes.
Oh ho.
The air froze for three full seconds.
Shen Sui took the initiative and slapped Cheng Yanzhi on the chest: "What are you looking at! Idiot! I give you secret codes every night, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp?"
Cheng Yanzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his gaze downward, raised his hand, and greeted Shen Sui back.
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After Shen Sui's accident, Cheng Yanzhi's world was filled with endless work.
Until my niece brought a little Beagle.
The little guy's legs were extremely short, his neck was stiff, and he looked like him from below with his beady eyes open. Cheng Yanzhi took him in by some strange coincidence.
Later, the person he had been longing for fell from the sky and fell into his arms.
Cheng Yanzhi thought, no matter if this was a dream or not, don't let him let go again.
Small Theater
One day after becoming a human.
Shen Sui clutched his sore waist and kicked the satisfied man next to him: "Cheng Yanzhi, why did you have a crush on me before? Is it because sex makes you stupid?"
The man looked sideways: "Why do you hate me? Is it because of love?"
/Squeamish salty beauty shou
Shen Sui also kicked the other foot: "I hate it, I hate it by nature!"
The man chuckled: "Then why do you like it now?"
Shen Sui blushed and looked away: "Swallow it Yanzhi, who told you to be so good at eating."
The man held his ankle and pressed it against his abdominal muscles, his eyes innocent and frank: "Baby, I'm hungry again."
Written on July 7, 2026, saved
Purpose: Don't give up hope when times are difficult, we must never give up and protect each other.