Your pheromones smell good

Xing Zhou had already noticed the change in his mood. He lowered his head and looked into Nie Xingran's eyes, and said softly, "But there is no destiny in this world, so it doesn't matter what he said."

"It doesn't matter who said it."

Nie Xingran: "Then who has the final say."

"There must always be someone who has the final say."

Xing Zhou tightened his arms hugging Nie Xingran, and after a few seconds of hesitation, Nie Xingran continued: "It doesn't matter what anyone says, so don't worry about it."

"There's always someone to talk to."

Xing Zhou carefully considered, "Isn't it okay to say it yourself?"

Nie Xingran twitched the corners of his lips, but he didn't smile, "It's up to you, do you trust yourself?"

Xing Zhou called him, "Xing Ran..."

There was silence for a while, the TV episode ended, and the advertisement started, Nie Xingran patted his hand, "Relax, go get me shredded squid, I want to eat."

Xingzhou went to get it for him, as well as a disposable glove, "Let me put it on for you."

Nie Xingran didn't want it, "You put it on and feed me." He hated wearing this kind of plastic gloves the most, they were very uncomfortable to put on, and he couldn't take them off.

Xingzhou turned his gloves back on his face and slowly fed Nie Xingran, "Xingran." He was not good at liberal arts, so he had a little difficulty thinking about what to say.

Nie Xingran interrupted him, "I'm just talking casually, it's not interesting."

"Hurry up."

Xingzhou didn't want to discuss this kind of topic either, so he smiled, "Okay."

Nie Xingran returned to his usual appearance, half-closed his eyes to read the advertisement, casually, Xingzhou asked him, "What do you want for lunch?"

Nie Xingran: "I don't know, you do it yourself."

Xingzhou: "Then I'll do it later, I have to mop the floor."

Nie Xingran's hot lips were very red, and his eyes seemed to be watery, beckoning Xingzhou to eat.

Xingzhou's eyes deepened, he was not thinking about it just now, he put on gloves, in fact, he didn't need to wear them, washed his hands, fed Nie Xingran directly with his hands, and made his lips red with his own hands.

swell.

And that tiny, pretty lip bead.

……

Nie Xingran was upset, tsk, "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

Xingzhou's voice was hoarse, "Huh?"

Nie Xingran kicked him, "Go and mop the floor, don't eat."

Xingzhou laughed, vaguely remembering what Nie Xingran had asked him just now, holding his leg, "Are you asking me to mop the floor?"

Nie Xingran ignored him.

Xing Zhou gently rubbed the skin under his hands, "You like bare feet, I'm afraid of getting dirty."

He still couldn't restrain himself, leaned over and stuck to the corner of Nie Xingran's lips, wanting to kiss him, to kiss his lips, to bite that lip, and inside, inside.

After only posting it for two seconds, Nie Xingran was already losing his temper, and after posting for a long time, he wanted to scratch him.

"I'm going to mop the floor."

Nie Xingran: "Go away."

Xing Zhou smiled, his eyes were very gentle, and he gave him the shredded squid, "After eating, don't waste it, there are only a few left."

It was a very normal sentence, but Nie Xingran could hear the ambiguity and lust in it, as if he wanted to play with him, he nestled into the pillow and cursed vaguely, "Leave it alone."

"Bring me the cigarettes in a moment."

Xingzhou took another pillow from the lazy sofa and put it at Nie Xingran's feet, "Do you smoke cigarettes?"

Nie Xingran said lazily, "Yes."

Xingzhou first went to the living room to get him the cigarettes, and then went to mop the floor.

Nie Xingran is not addicted to cigarettes, he knows it, so there is no need to say more.

But he had never smoked, so he was a little curious. This kind of "curiosity" reached its peak when he came into the bedroom and saw Nie Xingran's position on the bed after dragging the living room. Xingzhou almost had a reaction.

Nie Xingran is very tempting.

He was smoking a cigarette on the bed, his sitting posture was very bad, his legs were spread apart, and he stepped on the pillow. He was wearing trousers, and the trouser legs were rubbed up, exposing the entire ankle and a small part of the calf. His skin was very white, and his upper body was crooked. Then, the hand holding the cigarette rested on his knees, and when there was ash, he flicked it under the bed. He was lazy all over, but his lips were gorgeous, and he was smoking like this, revealing the laziness of love/things.

Xingzhou couldn't drag the ground any longer, so he looked straight at Nie Xingran.

Nie Xingran glanced at him, "What are you doing?"

It may be uncomfortable to lean on. He stepped on the bed and bowed his waist, adjusted his posture, and wrinkled the sheets. The neckline of the jacket was moved to the right, and his shoulders were almost exposed. The material was very thin. Xing Zhou didn't know if he imagined it , he felt that it was so big, and that position was just covered... a little lower, it would be exposed.

Just a little.

"Is it good?" Xing Zhou didn't blink his eyes, swallowing and rolling his Adam's apple up and down.

Nie Xingran knew what was wrong with him, so he snorted and didn't care too much, "It's okay."

Xing Zhou put down the mop and walked over, "Can you smoke for me?"

He didn't walk on the side of Nie Xingran's hand holding the cigarette, but on the other side. If he wants to smoke in this position, he has to press on Nie Xingran.

Nie Xingran raised his hand to give him the cigarette.

Xingzhou lowered his head, pressed very low, and took a puff of cigarette while rubbing Nie Xingran's lips.

Without a teacher, he swallowed it, passed through his lungs, and spit it out again. Nie Xingran's expression was calm, and he couldn't see any changes in his eyes when he was close. Xingzhou was so excited that he unconsciously held his breath. Terrible, his chest was numb, he closed his eyes, and kissed him for real this time, very light, like a feather, tentative and extremely careful.

Both of them had the taste of smoke on their lips, bitter and sweet, the smoke was bitter, but the cigarette holder was sweet, and Xingzhou's breath came out tremblingly.

With the breath he couldn't hold back, he kissed Nie Xingran frantically. Once he encountered something that he thought about day and night, he couldn't control anything. It would be good if he didn't eat Nie Xingran raw.

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