Li Qingshen's ears were filled with her clear laughter. Looking at the delicate face so close, he felt dazed for a while, and his heartbeat became faster and faster. The fourteen-year-old Li Qingshen had just grown up, and gradually...
I felt my throat was a little dry and couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.
The little girl was nestled in his arms and had a great time playing. She rubbed her little body in his arms and raised her head from time to time, winking at him with a smile on her face.
She is so innocent, so cute, like an angel.
Li Qingshen felt that his body was starting to get hot, and it was getting hotter and hotter. In the end, his mouth was a little dry, and he even clearly felt that his lower body seemed to have changed.
That kind of change was something he had never experienced before.
That thing, which had always been soft and small, actually... grew up little by little, and even became hard...
And in the casual pants, it started to bulge.
He has studied biology and knows that the age of thirteen or fourteen is when men should have these reactions.
I also know what this means.
He couldn't help but blush a little.
He never thought that his first reaction in his life would actually come from an eight-year-old girl...
At that time, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but the more nervous he became, the more obvious and intense it became that he couldn't hold it back no matter what.
However, the little girl sat there, moving from time to time. In the end, she seemed to feel something, opened her mouth, and murmured curiously: "What is... so hard..."
As she spoke, she stretched out her little hand and touched downwards.
Her hands were quick, and even though there was a layer of fabric, she still touched that part of his.
It was like an electric shock, hitting his whole body.
He had never felt like this before. As if he was frightened, he suddenly stood up from the hanging chair.
The little girl didn't have any defense. As soon as he stood like this, she squatted on the ground.
At the age of fourteen, he was already 1.7 meters tall, so it was really painful when she fell.
After all, he was young and it hurt. First he looked at him blankly, then he opened his mouth and burst into tears.
The adults were all talking aside, and suddenly they heard the little girl crying and turned their heads one after another.
Wen Jiaren stood up and walked over first, then raised her head and glared at Li Qingshen fiercely: "Qingshen, what are you doing? Why don't you give in to Momo?"
He didn't seem to hear Wen Jiaren's reprimand. He just looked at her crying hard, frowned, and felt a little dazed. After a long while, he suddenly turned around and went upstairs.
And Wen Jiaren bent down and hugged Ling Momo, wiping her tears and coaxing her.
He went upstairs, entered his room, rushed into the bathroom, took a handful of cold water, washed his face, and looked at himself in the mirror. After a long time, he felt that his lower body became quiet, and then he took a towel.
I wiped my face and noticed that my heart was still beating very fast.
When he came downstairs, Ling Momo had just stopped crying and sat next to her great-grandfather, holding the big red apple that Wen Jiaren handed her in her hand, sobbing and gnawing on it.
She saw him coming downstairs, timidly leaning into her great-grandfather's arms, and then looking at him defensively, as if he was a man-eating beast. When he saw the look in her eyes, he suddenly felt a little pain in his heart.
Then he sat silently not far away, still pretending to read the newspaper.
