What if there are no inhibitors?

"One baby." Han Lu pinched his face with a little force.

His tone was inexplicable, a little angry and a little spoiled.

Song Zhiwei thought it was funny, and turned to look at Han Lu: "The tone you spoke to me just now is so strange."

"What's so strange?"

"A little... Angry?" Song Zhiwei looked at his face.

"Correct."

Song Zhiwei's body shook, and he repeated with a surprised face: "Yes?" His heart was tense for a moment: "Why are you angry?"

"Guess." Han Lu said lightly.

Song Zhiwei raised his eyes to look at him, his handsome face didn't have any turbulent expression, but his eyes were as gentle as ever.

"I can not guess it."

"It's fine if you can't guess it." Han Lu closed his eyes and leaned on the cushion in a comfortable position.

Song Zhiwei pouted, "If you don't say it, don't say it. I'm not angry yet when you call me a nurse."

Milk boy, is this what he can be called?

Fortunately, only two people heard it.

If Han Lu dared to describe him like that in front of other people, he would probably go berserk.

It's not surprising that other people call him that.Of course, other people dare not call it that, or they will serve with their fists.

But Han Lu felt inexplicably ashamed for calling him like this.

He didn't tell Han Lu about this idea.

It seems that his mind is unhealthy.

As soon as the words fell, Han Lu opened his eyes, folded his arms lazily, and looked at Song Zhiwei with lingering eyes.

Song Zhiwei glanced at her with lowered eyelashes, looked down at Han Lv's bony fingers clasped on his chest in a daze, and muttered softly, "It was."

Han Lu had a half-smile: "Aren't you convinced?"

"I was not convinced at first, but now I am very convinced." Song Zhiwei smiled obediently.

The meaning of flattery is obvious.

The corner of Han Lu's mouth raised, and he raised his hand to pinch Song Zhiwei's smooth and delicate face, this time he just touched it lightly.Much softer than before.

He seemed to want to say something.

"What are you going to say?" Song Zhiwei asked.

"Come closer." Han Lu's voice was extraordinarily magnetic, with an inexplicable sense of temptation.

Song Zhiwei approached obediently.

God Han Lu was holding his chest, but didn't speak.

Song Zhiwei looked around.

No one sat down next to him yet, and there were chairs in front of and behind him, so no one would pay attention to their speech.If Han Lu has anything to say, he can say it right now.

But he didn't think much, and under the trend of curiosity, he got a little closer.

This time his ear was on Han Lu's lips.

"A child who is afraid of sex and love certainly smells like milk."

Song Zhiwei trembled all over.The ear near Han Lu quickly turned red.

He raised his head in disbelief, Han Lu's face was full of interest, his glass bead-like eyes first met his gaze, then slowly moved down and landed on his lips.

Song Zhiwei pursed his lips unnaturally, and his Adam's apple rolled down.

Then, Han Lu's eyes continued to move down and fell into his neckline.

Because of the movement of leaning over, he was very close to Han Lu.

The neck area was instantly on fire.

He took a deep breath and quickly bounced back to his position. His left hand grabbed his neck and touched it uncomfortably.

After reacting, he punched Han Lu's chest with a backhand.

Han Lu choked a few times in cooperation, and looked at Song Zhiwei with a smile: "You are really willing to do it."

"Why am I reluctant?" Song Zhiwei turned around and sat down, staring at the patterns on the chairs in front of him in a daze.

He picked up the mineral water bottle and iced it on his face.He frowned, remembering what happened just now.Han Lu's influence on him was simply too great, and he was completely led by the nose.

Han Yul said that he gets nervous when he is angry.Han Lu asked him to approach, and he approached as if he had lost his wisdom.

Han Yul also said that he was afraid of having sex, so he nursed the child.

What a fuck.

Song Zhiwei unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, raised his head and took a sip. The cold temperature passed through his mouth, throat, and even his stomach.

He took a few deep breaths and slowly calmed down.

He didn't want to be used to Han Lu anymore.

get out.

Humph.

After sleeping on the plane, Song Zhiwei heard it in a daze.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane landed at Ice City Airport, the temperature outside is 20 degrees Celsius, and the plane is taxiing..."

The sound of the whole cabin began to grow louder, there were complaints, children's screams, and yelling.

After stopping smoothly, they got up to take their luggage and began to walk out in an orderly manner.

Han Lu shook Song Zhiwei's shoulder lightly: "Get up."

Song Zhiwei was so angry that he woke up, and his ears were buzzing.

Especially seeing Han Lu's face so close to him.

He immediately thought of the moment when he got on the plane, when Han Lu approached him and said why he was a nurse.

So that he may not be very friendly.

Han Lu rubbed his nose resentfully, his imposing manner naturally shrunk a lot, and his tone slowed down: "Get off the plane."

"Yeah." Song Zhiwei coughed and stood up.

After getting off the plane, Song Zhiwei felt much cooler than Nanhuai City.The cool breeze is blowing on the neck, calves... The trees around the airport are also much taller than those in Nanhuai. It is a completely unfamiliar but beautiful scenery.

He felt better all of a sudden.

Han Lu pulled the suitcases of the two of them, "Where are you going?"

Song Zhiwei hit the car and reached for his suitcase.

Han Lu said, "I'll come."

Song Zhiwei tilted his head:?

Han Lu hasn't pampered him to the point where he doesn't work.So what is this for?But the other party did not explain.

Song Zhiwei stood still, playing with his mobile phone: "The baby is now exercising the child's rights, I am angry, what do you like?"

Han Lu chuckled and looked down at him.

Song Zhiwei's ears moved, facing the smiling gaze of the other party.I feel more and more that I really seem to be a little "milk".

What a fuck.

He rubbed his ears, and looked at Han Lu sternly, "Try laughing again."

Han Lu coughed, "I was just kidding you."

He straightened up.The shocking pink bubbles in the air turned into a gentle parent-child education scene.

"You often asked me some common sense questions at the beginning of the second year of high school."

Seeing that the atmosphere relaxed, Song Zhiwei walked out of the airport according to the light: "Yes, but I don't ask everyone. I just asked you. I don't think you are a talkative person."

"Well." Han Lu followed him: "This semester is much better, but I hope you can integrate more."

"Oh..." Song Zhiwei responded slowly.

Until now, the embarrassment that has been going on since getting on the plane until now has completely passed away.

Han Lu's explanation just now is that he was not trained because he was afraid of making love.It's about trying to integrate him into society a little more.

Although he intuitively has more reasons for the former.

But at least for now, he can live with his face.

God knows that Han Lu is different from what he thought.It turned out that Han Lu really wanted to make love.

He was speechless and could only say awesome.

When I arrived at the hotel, the big round bed looked elastic and soft.The white quilt was impeccable, and it smelled so good that it made people want to lie down and jump on it.

Song Zhiwei's bones were sore after a tiring drive. He turned and looked at Han Lu: "I don't want to go out today. I want to take a shower and sleep."

"it is good."

"But I've done all the strategies, and I'm going to xxx to see Jiangjing this afternoon."

"As long as you understand." Han Lu took off his clothes slowly and put them on the sofa, "It doesn't matter whether you go or not."

"Oh." Song Zhiwei entered the bathroom happily.

For the next three days, the two of them had a great time.

When I went to the dinosaur theme park, many of the dinosaur skeletons were several meters x several meters. Standing in front of it, human beings are tiny.Just by looking at the skeleton, you can imagine a bloody and violent scene.

They were also called "brother" and "brother" by the three-year-old chubby Ding in a childish voice.

Went to the riverside night scene.This is the most prosperous place in the ice city, separated by a river.

Standing on the side of the shore and watching, the high-rise buildings on the opposite side are shining with bright and colorful lights, which is also the case at night in Nanhuai.But because of the distance produces beauty.Because strangeness produces beauty.

People crowded around, taking pictures with selfie sticks.Excitement spreads from one to another.

Han Lu lowered his head and asked Song Zhiwei, "Do you want to shoot?"

Song Zhiwei raised his head and made a speaking gesture.The surrounding noises were too noisy, Han Lu lowered his head cooperatively.

"I don't want to be photographed."

Han Lu nodded knowingly. He didn't like taking pictures either, but everyone else was taking pictures.

before he straightened up

son.Song Zhiwei couldn't help laughing: "But I want to kiss you."

With this posture, he smoothly kissed Han Lu's ear.

There were so many tourists around that they all walked past them.

Han Lu's eyes reflected the light: "You are very brave."

Song Zhiwei shrugged indifferently, "I suddenly want to do it."

Then they went to the prairie, where Han Lu's talent for learning was fully displayed at this moment.While the other tourists were trembling on their calves, he had already started to trot while holding the rein.The model's figure wears a simple T-shirt with great texture.The wind blew the broken hair on the forehead, and the perfect side face seemed to have passed through layers of light under the shining of the setting sun, and the whole person was in high spirits.

Song Zhiwei's eyes were staring: "Are you sure you haven't learned it before?"

"No." Han Lu said indifferently, he had long been used to it, and he didn't think it was something worthy of praise.

But Song Zhiwei's adoring eyes still made his heart warm.

He kicked his legs and got off the horse. "You go up."

Song Zhiwei showed longing eyes, "I don't dare."

"I'll take the horse."

Also led for a long time.

Song Zhiwei was a little embarrassed when he rode to the back. He found that there was only a little girl who was a few years old enjoying the same treatment as him.The little girl's parents led the horse and let her play round and round tirelessly.

He covered his face: "I want to come down."

On the way back to the hotel, he was still saying, "Didn't you say you wanted to train me? What you did was the opposite, bro."

"It's different." Han Lu tapped the up elevator button.Then he stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets, looking heroic and extremely cool, "I just want you to know more, not..."

"It's not what?" Song Zhiwei looked over.

Han Lu couldn't hold back Brother Ku's face, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It's better not to say, or you will blow your hair again."

From his subtle words, combined with the context, Song Zhiwei probably knew what he was going to say.

He pursed his lips and turned his head, looking at the elevator directly in front of him.

It was already ten o'clock when we returned to the room after dinner, Han Lu went to take a shower first, he was sweating profusely.

Song Zhiwei went to take a bath afterwards.

When he came out, Han Lu was already sitting on the bed, his hair was half wet, and he had a different sense of beauty.Holding the tablet in his hand, his beautiful fingertips are scribing on the opposite side.

Song Zhiwei walked over and pulled back the quilt, "What are you looking at?"

Han Yul said two letters.

Song Zhiwei's quilt paused.

Han Lu raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to see it? Baby."