A certain demon felt that one side of his waist was wet.
"Mortal, did you fucking piss on me?"
He woke up instantly, but when he heard the sound of a mortal crying, he tentatively reached for Lu Li's face.
Sure enough, I cried.
It's not just about peeing on yourself.
Wan Qing closed his eyes with peace of mind and let Lu Li talk in his sleep, thinking that he must get a bed tomorrow.
"Mom, don't leave me..." Lu Li.
"Okay." Late Qing Dynasty.
"Dad... Wuwu..." Lu Li.
"Dad is here, go to sleep..." Late Qing Dynasty.
"Wan Qing, save me..." Lu Li.
"Okay, I will save you tomorrow. Go to sleep..."
"Aniang... Ali misses you..." Lu Li hugged Wan Qing a little tighter.
"Okay, okay, mother knows, please let go, I'm leaving."
Wan Qing quickly pushed Lu Li away and took a big breath. Lu Li was woken up by the push. He felt that Wan Qing was inexplicable. He didn't sleep well at night and had to push himself.
"Be good, daddy is with you. Stop fucking dreaming and go to sleep."
It comes from a certain evening conversation between a straight man who was forcibly bent and an increasingly white lotus mortal.
Another small detail.
Intention: for