Mr. Ba ran away after being pregnant with the cub of the movie star Alpha

Yan Rongqiu earned money, but he couldn't get rid of He Zhu's restraint, and he became a day who wanted to refuse and welcome.

The man's fingers are long and strong, and the thin calluses on the fingertips feel itchy when they slide over the skin, like electricity.

So he couldn't help shrinking, wanting to hide, but indulged in the bitter fragrance of the other party, wanted to let go, but couldn't bear the emptiness and loneliness.

He was so confused and hesitant, but his body was far more decisive and honest than his mind.Under the nape of the neck, the little "heart" had already been beating happily, and it was connected to the heartbeat, like a signal that was connected in an instant, and spread to every nerve in the whole body in an instant, burning Start a prairie fire.

What an irony.

He was gifted with an extremely cold physique because of an incomprehensible disease, but at this moment he was also forced to turn on the hidden switch because of the same disease——

"Can……"

"Whatever you want...you can..."

It is clearly a taboo spell that should never be said lightly.

No one can violate its powerful magic.

He Zhu's hand went around Yan Rongqiu's back, holding his butterfly bone, and gently lifted him up, while his other hand slowly slid down from the back of his head, pressing down on the slender nape of his neck.

Then, I swallowed deeply.

Yan Rongqiu was forced to raise his head, and tried his best to endure the biting kisses.

The moonlight in autumn is cold and pale, but it is steamed into a scorching sun far hotter than midsummer by the intertwined emotions and the scent of pheromones in the room.

Jianjing deprived them of the oxygen they needed to survive.

Apart from constantly begging blindly for that little bit of warmth and softness between the other's double-chen mouths, I don't need anything else, I don't need anything else.

The rules are also good.

Reason is also good.

Common sense is also good.

Memories are also good.

So is the soul.

They are all complicated, all superfluous, and they are all obstacles that prevent them from obtaining the true gospel—they can cross the blue threshold above the far sky without St. Peter's golden and silver keys.

It was too quiet late at night.

The breathing is intermittent, the sound is on and off, mixed and scattered, but it is infinitely magnified by the absolute silence around (forgive the ignorance of the goddess of the night, she has never eaten the fruit of wisdom!), just like the waves when the tide ebbs and flows, Repeatedly superimposed to produce a melodious sound that is far more heart-pounding than Pan Shen's reed flute.

Inspired, Philotes, the dreadful daughter of the Evernight and the God of Darkness, came at last.Then, her magic took effect on the youth who was as white as frost and snow.

Scarier than a curse, purer than a blessing!The magic belonging to Philotes attacked Yan Rongqiu's beating heart that was always hanging in the air and couldn't fall (Dutch ghost, I don't need your gold coin, I just ask you to exchange it for a piece of gold) A cold heart of stone!)—

can not hear.Nothing can be heard anymore.

In the Yuexiong Yue Hall on the left, there seems to be a Valhalla hall. From life to death, from drunk to waking up, the inner god journey is always moving and roaring, endlessly, occupying all his hearing.

How long is the kiss.

It's almost so long that I don't know whether it should be defined as a loving reward or a wicked punishment.

It wasn't until Yan Rongqiu was so kissed that his whole body was weary, and the end of his eyes were flushed with tears, that He Zhu let go a little bit, allowing him to return to reality from the almost suffocating blankness.

But so what?

Between pitches, everything has changed.

The air here is no longer pure and clean, and it is filled with the aroma of the two people's pheromones.

Can't quench the flame on the apex of the heart.

Panting slightly, Yan Rongqiu stretched out his hands to hug He Zhu's back, and put his head into his arms, as if they were really a pair of gluey lovers, they were full of nostalgia for each other at all times, and could not be separated for a moment .

"You are so sweet... so kind..."

Mizhanyue, who was soft and fragile in the mouth and sky, should not be overwhelmed by his fine tongue, Yan Rongqiu couldn't help but become slurred.His voice is clearer and colder, with an awe-inspiring sense of inviolability, but now he is talking nonsense like an idiot and a baby, which can easily arouse people's immorality.

"Because I ate your candy, Mr. Yan."

He Zhu responded to him solemnly, but poked it in again, slowly licked his tongue over the thin white teeth, entangled his soft and childish tongue, so careful, but also so greedy, where is it? Like refraining from kissing, it is clearly grasping, plundering, and uncontrollable retaliatory compensation after long-suppressed.

There are many, many likes that are so full that they are about to overflow.

Don't go to the deepest part of the mouth, the two people reluctantly parted, and the mouth hangs at night with a thread of gongs, glowing under the moonlight.

He Zhu looked at Yan Rongqiu, love concealed his paleness and gauntness, his thin lips that were spitting out hot steam were bright red, and his eyes covered with moist mist were crystal clear and transparent.

He bowed his face again, and saw him with his own eyes—like a superficial touch on water, he only tasted the car in the corner of his mouth, "Baby, do you like me?"

Yan Rongqiu nodded in bewilderment, and impatiently buried him in his chest, filling his arms warmly.He also just hugged and hugged tightly, came and went restlessly, and didn't make any other movements—he probably didn't know what he was going to do.

In short, being able to curl up in this person's arms and smell the deep sea-like fragrance of his body is already the most satisfying thing in the world.

However, when Yan Rongqiu wanted to relax a bit, he realized that he had no strength to resist.He moved a little, but found that the other party actually hugged him even tighter——

It's like after untold hardships, I finally snatched the rare treasure that I miss day and night.Since it is a treasure, how can there be any reason to allow him to leave?

Anyway, there is no peace of mind in the world except between the crooks of these arms.

Gently rubbing Yan Rongqiu's dark hair with his chin, He Zhu asked again: "Do you like me more, or He Xun more?"

"I like you." Yan Rongqiu raised a slender frosty finger, fiddled with his long eyelashes with relish.His lashes, flecked with amber in a deep black, matched those eyes wonderfully.

"Then why do you like me?"

After a short silence, Yan Rongqiu shook his head, the hair brushed He Zhu's cheek, it was a soft and delicate touch, but it pulled a blunt and heavy pain in his chest, back and forth, repeatedly, enough to repel the surge The surging emotions.

This is the truest answer.

So He Zhu let go of his hand slowly but firmly.

But Yan Rongqiu was unwilling, like a cat afraid of being abandoned, persistently unwilling to lose that place of warmth and peace of mind.He kept using his brain with difficulty, thinking that he couldn't answer, that's why he was rejected by that person.

"You look...you're so pretty..." He raised his face, staring at He Zhu anxiously, "you're still delicious...so I like you..."

The harder Yan Rongqiu used his arms and the tighter he hugged him, the more He Zhu felt that his soul was actually wandering away, unreachable.

"It's not like that, baby, it's not like that."

So what should it be like?

All kinds of things tonight can't be grasped or kept, just like a shallow dream.And the ghost of the dream will eventually turn into ashes with the dawn of the sky.

He Zhu brushed away the broken hair in front of Yan Rongqiu's forehead, and kissed on that smooth and fair forehead, it felt like a kiss, not a piece of clear and sweet snowflakes.

It is the pure white beauty that condenses the whole winter.

He knew that he couldn't linger for another second, and that he had to wake up completely if he indulged in a dream again.

I hope the bone-chilling cold water in the late autumn night can play a role.

After coming out of the bathroom, the whole body was exuding cold water vapor. He Zhu endured the chill all over his body and searched around Yan Rongqiu's house, but he didn't even find any trace of inhibitors, nor did he find any medicines that Omega might use.

However, with Yan Rongqiu's current situation, those things are useless.

Gritting his teeth with determination, He Zhu strode back to Yan Rongqiu, stretched his arms and grabbed him, then lowered his head, and covered the back of his neck with his lips.Yan Rongqiu struggled obediently, followed his strength and lowered his head, then his body slowly slid down as if losing strength, and closed his eyes drowsily.

How simple.

A word of mouth similar to see it with your own eyes can easily destroy his body and mind.

In the scorching hot breath exhaled by He Zhu, Yan Rongqiu felt that he was turning into a worm, and the original things that belonged to him were domineering and powerful, impacting every inch of nerves, covering all blood vessels, dispelling his consciousness in the invisible.

But it's easy to give up.

The whole person is like falling into the endless deep sea. The cool sea water gently surrounds the limbs and bones, and the sea breeze tainted with the fragrance of mint and flowers blows in, making him sink willingly, sinking, passing through many mirages, phantoms and Flickering, always want to fall to the seabed (referring to the surface of the earth's crust composed of oceanic plates) which is day and night.

Be it the pain or the pain, or the valley, all the existence that caused him pain, uneasiness, and confusion all disappeared with the waves.

no longer exists.

……

Yan Rongqiu slowly opened his eyes.

The field of vision is full of white light swimming back and forth, and it takes a while to recede gradually.

Familiar home ceiling.

In the kitchen, the sound of clanging pots and pans could be heard faintly.

what happened?

Isn't Aunt Xiaoxu taking Xiaoxin outside to play these days?

Yan Rongqiu couldn't help but straighten up.

He didn't know if he didn't move, but when he moved, he realized that his hands and feet were as soft as noodles, his eyes were still shining with golden light, and his head was dizzy.

Just then, the bedroom door opened and a man walked in.

It's He Zhu.

Yan Rongqiu's pupils shrank, suspecting that he was not fully awake yet.

"Drink water first, and then come out for breakfast"

He Zhu handed the cup in front of him, turned around and left naturally.

The little Aunt Xu's baby bear picking strawberry apron on her body is particularly eye-catching in the bright morning sun.

Yan Rongqiu took a deep breath, he was about to suffocate.

But even though his thinking has been blasted to the point of being scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, Yan Rongqiu still has to faithfully adhere to his daily habits, and groom himself carefully and rigorously after cleaning and washing.

In this process, he is like a computer that kills viruses every day and ensures high-speed operation, and gradually restores the system programs to perfection.

Except a little.

In any case, he couldn't remember what happened after the car last night.

Fragmented.

Walking into the living room, He Zhu was sitting at the dining table waiting for him, in front of him was a carefully prepared breakfast.His craftsmanship is so good that it is pleasing to the eye just by looking at it.

"Good morning?"

The picture in front of me is too weird, it should not appear, but it appears as a matter of course, as if...

He Zhu is like the hostess of this family.

Yan Rongqiu shivered.

He was terrified by his own thoughts.

"Good morning." He Zhu smiled slightly.

Yan Rongqiu sat down and took a sip of the juice.

"hiss……"

The juice was freshly squeezed apple juice, sweet and sour, and there was a burning pain in the corner of his mouth and lips, which made him gasp.

It seems that the inside of the mouth is also broken.

How did it happen?Burned or chewed by a dog?

Yan Rongqiu thought a little uncomfortable.

"He Zhu, can you please explain to me." He folded his arms and leaned back, "What happened last night that led to the current situation?"

He Zhu paused, gently put down the knife and fork in his hand, and looked up at him.

"Simply put," I tagged you. "

???

Yan Rongqiu froze.

It is as if a computer suddenly encounters a difficult operation beyond its program logic, so it:

crashed.

"What did you do to me?"

"I tagged you."

"Who happened to me?"

"I tagged you."

"What's wrong with you who?"

"I tagged you."

three times.

Not an illusion.Not auditory hallucinations.

it is true.

Yan Rongqiu touched the back of his neck tremblingly.

It hurts a little.

Under the superficial wound, the little information gland remained motionless.

It is a rare security since this period of time.

"Why... are you doing this?"

He Zhu didn't speak, Yan Rongqiu understood his explanation from his silence.

"You bullshit!"

Yan Rongqiu's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his black eyes suddenly became infinitely large, forming two deep black holes.

Staring at He Zhu, he said sharply again:

"Affected by the information gland ataxia disorder, it is absolutely impossible for me to be like other Omegas!"

I don't know to emphasize who to listen to, but he repeated it again and again:

"Absolutely, no, may, can."

Fate was the worst.

If he hadn't heard the news of the diagnosis from a trusted doctor yesterday, he would never have thought that the extremely cold physique he was so proud of was a generous gift from an unexplainable disease.

"Also, you, He Zhu." Yan Rongqiu's dark eyes became more and more cold, his eyes were like ice picks, and he poked straight into the flesh of the person opposite, wishing to poke a thousand holes.

"You lied to me."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, an indescribable feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

Nor is it pure anger.

And probably a little bit of the hurt feeling of being betrayed.

But He Zhu is good at everything, and knows everything, which makes his lies like ink dots flung on a white paper—more glaring and eye-catching, and even more gnawing in the throat.

With his hands clenched into fists and his teeth sore from biting fiercely, Yan Rongqiu stood up abruptly, making a sharp gesture of seeing off the guests.

"You go."

"From today onwards, you don't have to come to work."

The author has something to say: Assistant: Unemployed QAQ

BGM of this chapter: Hurry up and wake up~ Quickly open your eyes~ Hurry up and see clearly~ He is so sweet that he is about to kill you~

(OK, I know it's another exposure age series...)

Philotes is the goddess in Greek mythology; the Dutch ghost is the villain in the German writer Hauf's "Cold Heart"; the blue threshold refers to heaven; St. Peter is a disciple of Jesus and holds the key to heaven.

It's not that I want to write like this, I really can't help it...