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In the early morning, a ray of sunlight hit the eyelids through the curtains, Wen Yunting moved, and slowly opened his eyes.

He first saw the familiar computer desk facing the bed, and the coat he had changed two days ago was still on the back of the chair.The slightly yellowed walls, NBA star posters, and spider plants on the windowsills are all taken for granted. This is the place where he lived for several years, and there are familiar memories and smells everywhere.

Wen Yunting wanted to get up, but just as he moved, his waist and legs became limp and weak, and his forehead ached, forcing him to lie back abruptly.

This feeling is inexplicably familiar, as if half a year ago, he woke up with a hangover like this, as if he had been run over by a truck.But this time it was slightly better, the headache was not so painful, and there were no fragments. The scenes that happened last night were clearly printed in my mind, played in a loop, and I couldn't forget it even if I wanted to.

Depend on.Wen Yunting moved his mouth, but buried his whole face in the pillow without making a sound.

This was the second time he had sex with Song Yan, but he still went down there in a daze, the flames of desire burned his nerves, and his reason was wiped out together with his reason, and he couldn't even remember when he fell asleep.

Oh, I vaguely remember that there were also times when I was on it, but it was not the kind that Wen Yunting wanted.After shouting too much, my mouth became dry, and my throat felt like a burning pain.

This guy...Wen Yunting gritted his teeth, it was because of his tossing back and forth that his body seemed to be falling apart when he woke up.Didn't he visit the flowers all the year round? !Why is it like a monk who hasn't eaten meat for many years, and he can't get enough of it over and over again.

The door was pushed open, and the sound of footsteps went from far to near, and finally stopped beside the bed.The mattress beside him sank, he put one hand on Wen Yunting's head and rubbed it, and whispered in his ear: "Are you awake?"

Wen Yunting raised his head, and was facing Song Yan's face that smiled happily but didn't deserve a beating.

"where did you go?"

"Buy you some breakfast." Song Yan hugged Wen Yunting in his arms, and kissed fiercely on the cheek.Wen Yunting thought he was annoying, so he pushed him away angrily, and said in a hoarse voice: "Go to the side. Kiss without washing your face, you don't think it's dirty."

Of course Song Yan didn't dislike it, it was too late for his wife to be in pain, so how could he mind such a trivial matter.He had enjoyed himself yesterday and ate to his heart's content. Even though he went to bed late, he woke up in the morning full of energy, without any signs of fatigue.After getting up, tidy up the small used raincoats and small paper balls in the house, and then go downstairs for a morning run, and buy them back early.

Wen Yunting was lying on the bed, his waist and legs were still sore, not much better than the first time.But last night he didn't suffer in bed, which made Wen Yunting feel the difference in hard-core strength. The difference between dating with one person and dating with several people is reflected here. What Wen Yunting understands is not enough for Song Yan to see.

It can be seen from this that Wen Yunting is still satisfied with his performance, otherwise Song Yan would not be here now, but would be kicked out of the house in the middle of the night.

"Do you want to get up?" Song Yan pawed beside the pillow, combing Wen Yunting's scattered bangs with his fingers, "I bought Shengjian, Xiaolongbao and Begonia Cake, which one do you want to eat?"

Wen Yunting shook his head, he didn't want to eat anything, he just wanted to lie down.Half of his body was lying on the pillow, feeling weak and depressed.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Song Yan reached into the quilt and touched his bare waist. Wen Yunting reacted greatly, and his upper body bounced up instantly: "What are you doing?!"

Song Yan is innocent: "Knead for you, are your legs sore? Do you want to knead too?"

Wen Yunting glared at him, and after a while, he still lay back silently. Song Yan lay face to face with him, donated one arm to his wife as a pillow, and rubbed the other hand around his waist in a circle.Wen Yunting was resting with his eyes closed, his expression tensed and relaxed for a while, and suddenly he said in a low voice: "...I always feel like I've been fooled."

"how?"

"Yesterday, I drank some wine and was led into a ditch by you. What kind of pheromone will cause problems in bed? The premise of all this is that I have to promise to be with you before it will happen!"

After sorting out his thoughts just now, Wen Yunting finally noticed something was wrong.Song Yan's nonsense is a set of nonsense, and the analysis angle is completely the situation after the relationship between the two people is determined.But the main premise of everything is that Wen Yunting said that he only agreed to be with Song Yan when he was on top; when he got to Song Yan's place, the up and down problems would be solved when he became comfortable with serving, completely putting the cart before the horse.

Wen Yunting hates it, why did he react now, why did he go so early.Thinking about it now, the arousal period and mutual exclusion of pheromones are all nonsense. As long as he doesn't sleep with an Alpha, where do these messy questions come from? !

Song Yan sighed that Tingting was good at everything, but he was too smart to be deceived.He put his arms around Wen Yunting and said, "I've always felt that it doesn't make any difference whether we are together or not. You don't miss me, right? And I'm skilled, so I didn't make you uncomfortable last night, right? Didn’t he still pester—”

"Shut up!" Wen Yunting covered his mouth with hatred.What can I do, men are sensory animals, when they feel good, they feel good, and it is difficult to pretend.Song Yan took his hand and held it in his palm, and said with a smile: "That's why I said that I have never seen such an enthusiastic Alpha like you at my house. You said that if you are half honest in bed, then I don't need it." It's been so long."

"Who asked you to wait?!"

"Look, it's coming again. Don't hit anyone, don't hit anyone, little ancestor, you lie down, don't catch a cold when it's cold."

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It was not until noon that Wen Yunting started to shake slowly.Song Yan was in the living room with a notebook on his lap. He was wearing glasses, and the lenses reflected lines of cold light. He was obviously working.

"It's still so busy on weekends, big boss." Wen Yunting picked up a breakfast from the table, opened the sweet soy milk and put it in a straw, Song Yan called him: "It's cold, don't eat, help you order a new one." .”

Wen Yunting said no, it's a waste.It doesn't matter if it's cold, just pop it in the microwave.Song Yan took the initiative to stand up: "Sit down, I'll do it."

After a few minutes, Wen Yunting never heard the sound of the microwave oven coming from the kitchen.He walked over to take a look, and found that Song Yan, a young master who didn't touch Yang Chunshui, was standing there, rubbing his chin and frowning, as if he was studying how to use this thing.

"..." Wen Yunting walked over to open the microwave oven, put it in earlier, closed the door and set the time.

"What's so interesting about this?" He turned around and patted the microwave oven, "Won't it work?"

How can there be words starting with "no" in the dictionary of a successful man, Song Yan put on a show and replied: "No, it doesn't feel good, I plan to buy another one."

Wen Yunting hurriedly asked him to give up this idea, and don't help him buy things that he doesn't need anymore. Didn't you see that the balcony can't be piled up anymore?I still want to tell you when to ask you to deal with it.

Song Yan had noticed earlier that some large appliances had not been unpacked, and the balcony was only big enough for two people to stand on. It could be seen that this small rental house really couldn't be piled up.He snapped his fingers and called the shots: "Give it to Xu Yao, let him install it in the new house."

"Okay, okay, let him get rid of it quickly." Wen Yunting was eager to deal with them all quickly, Song Yan asked in a low voice: "So generous? I have such a good relationship with Xu Yao, aren't you jealous?"

Wen Yunting looked at him like he was crazy, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him while drinking soy milk.

Wen Yunting leaned on the side of the sofa, drinking soy milk and eating crabapple cakes, while Song Yan continued to work and answered a phone call from the person who asked him if he would be "jealous".

They were talking about the business affairs of Bright Star Entertainment, although Wen Yunting didn't mean to eavesdrop, but they were only half a meter away, so it was inevitable that they would pay attention.He is very professional, even if his relationship with Song Yan is "unclear", he has no interest in eavesdropping on other people's internal secrets, so he stands up and prepares to go back to the room.

"where to?"

Wen Yunting pointed to the bedroom and then to his mobile phone.Song Yan smiled and waved at him, Wen Yunting walked over, caught off guard and was pulled onto his lap, Song Yan's forearm was across his waist, forcing the person in his arms to sit up.

"You are different, there is nothing to avoid."

Xu Yaoya on the other side of the phone was almost sour. He shouldn't be so conscientious and dragging his boss to work on weekends. He suspected that Song Yan did it on purpose to show affection in person. He had to hang up the phone because of this disgusting method!

Wen Yunting also felt speechless, Song Yan really looked like a fool when he said this.

"Xu Yao, come to Tingting's place next week and take away some home appliances and install them in the new house."

Xu Yao complained: "You will just enslave me. I am the one who went to see the house, and I was the one who went to look for the decoration company. I am the only one who is like a bull and a horse..."

Song Yan coughed violently a few times, saying that his throat was uncomfortable, and hung up the phone.He threw the phone aside, put his arms around Wen Yunting, resting his chin on his bony shoulder socket, as deep as it could raise fish.

"Eat more, lose weight."

Wen Yunting replied coldly: "This is lean."

Song Yan laughed out loud, twisted his chin and kissed him, his heart was filled to the brim.

Wen Yunting moved his shoulders willingly, and let him go.Putting his hands on Song Yan's stiff shoulders, he silently greeted the lingering kiss.Anyway, I've already slept, so it's nothing to give a kiss.

Song Yan felt that Wen Yunting, who exploded his hair, was cute, and it was even more painful when he was well-behaved.For so many years, he has never lacked a docile and well-behaved companion by his side, but no one has ever given him this feeling.This feeling of wanting to be hugged and tender in my arms all the time, and to be full of joy without doing anything.

It turned out that someone had pestered him and described to him the thrill of being with the one he loved, and wanted him to accompany him to experience it.But Song Yan couldn't understand it at all. He just felt that this was something that only those brainless romanticism could do. To put it bluntly, it was a waste of time.How busy he is, every minute is a deal, how can there be such a romantic dance like Xianxinwu?

The screen of the laptop had already gone black, and the half-read contract was thrown aside. Song Yan thought to himself, go to the fucking work, and spend every weekend with his arms around his wife like this. This is life.

Looking back at this moment, it may be that the person he once dated did not reach the level of liking, or maybe he only spent so much time on Wen Yunting. In short, now in such a sunny afternoon, I can embrace him for years Quiet, a kind of comfort and peace that I have never had before emerges from the bottom of my heart.

The air conditioner in the living room is not turned on high, and with the warm sun coming in from outside, it is a comfortable temperature.Wen Yunting leaned against Song Yan and yawned, feeling a little drowsy.Song Yan found out and helped him adjust to a comfortable position: "Sleep for a while?"

Wen Yunting nodded, and yawned again, with some physiological tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.Seeing that he couldn't see enough, Song Yan hugged his face and kissed and touched, Wen Yunting was angry: "What are you doing?! Why don't you sleep with me?"

"Here, go to sleep and go to sleep." Song Yan patted him on the back, "You can only deal with me if you have such a temper, and no one else can stand it."

Wen Yunting rolled his eyelids, and snorted: "Who is dating you? There is still a probationary period for people to compete for jobs. Do you think you are still the boss with me, and you will get married when you say it?"

"..." Song Yan was convinced, "Then tell me, what's the matter, just follow your method, okay."

Wen Yunting hadn't thought it through yet, he was going to sleep for a while, and after a while he was leaning on Song Yan's shoulder, his breathing became long.

Song Yan turned his head to stare at Wen Yunting, reached out and scratched gently on the bridge of his upturned nose, Wen Yunting frowned, but did not wake up, and buried his face in his arms.

That's why I'm happy to give you a hard time, who else can I be with if you don't follow me.Song Yan thought.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-2100:42:43~2020-04-2121:29:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Koala loves to sleep, 1 uncut jade and stone;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!