ABO

The bathroom was filled with steam, and a cloud of white mist was rising. Hot water gushed out from the shower head, and the water droplets fell along the curve of the white gull's body, winding into thin streams on the glazed floor tiles under his feet.

After a while, he turned off the hot water and walked towards the washstand in the steaming steam. The mirror above the countertop was covered with mist, and only the shadow of people could be blurred.

Raising his hand to wipe it, the mirror surface became clear immediately. The person in the mirror had a plain face, brows and eyes were dull, and the thin lips were slightly pressed down, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

His skin is morbidly white, and because he has not been able to exercise all year round, his body is particularly slender and thin. The bones under his ribs are distinct, and the ends of his hip bones are even slightly protruding.

Stretching out his hand to caress his body, the tentacles are slippery, but there is no sense of voluptuousness at all. He thought of when he peeked at Lin Ai, that person had a beautiful waistline, buttocks upright, and his gestures were full of vigorous sensuality.

God is really not fair.White Gull thought.

He slowly dried his wet hair in front of the mirror, and took out a bottle of Omega pheromone perfume from the dark compartment under the cabinet.

This is the perfume that is occasionally used to stimulate Fu Sili's alpha passion when he is in bed with Fu Sili.

In the past two years, the smell of bergamot on his body has faded so much that it is difficult to stimulate any fluctuations in his pheromones, so he has to rely on external forces to barely satisfy this adult Alpha's original desire for Omega pheromones.

After pressing the nozzle against the air a few times, the bitter citrus scent mixed with the sweet lily fragrance instantly spread in the confined space and gradually permeated his whole body.

He sniffed, and he really became very sweet.

Adjusting the corners of his mouth to a suitable angle, he put on a silk bathrobe and walked out, stepping on the crow-green carpet with his slender white and tender feet, silently, the light cast a faint halo on his body, especially Gentle and beautiful.

However, Fu Sili didn't look at him, he just sat on the bed, holding a hard case in his hand, watching intently, and even adjusted the glazed wall lamp above his head to the brightest.

He frowned slightly, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his expression was focused and serious, he didn't even know when the two buttons on the neckline of his pajamas were undone.

It wasn't until the side of the bed was slightly sunken that Fu Sili looked away a little bit and looked at him. When he smelled the sweet smell on his body, the light in his eyes moved slightly.

Fu Sili didn't speak, neither did Baiou. After they looked at each other through the halo for a while, Baiou reached out and turned off the wall lamp.

His vision was suddenly plunged into the darkness, through the faint light outside the window, the white gull's eyes were shining brightly, with tenderness inside.

But Fu Sili was distracted and thought of another pair of eyes, which were mischievous and wet, and the darkest part of the eyelashes was always slightly raised upwards.

The distance was too close, and the sweet and seductive fragrance was drilling into his lungs with the warm breath blowing towards his face, like an invisible little hook, gently pulling his heartstrings.

The white gull wrapped around him silently, its warm and soft body squeezed into his arms, and flipped the book in his hand to another place, "Si Li," the white gull called him softly with his arms around his neck, "……I want you."

Fu Sili's figure hidden in the darkness stood still, and Baiou couldn't see his expression clearly, so he straightened up and touched his cheek and chin with his lips, and when he was about to imprint on his lips, Fu Sili Li moved, and slowly stroked the inside of Baiou's bare thigh with his palm, the palm was rough and hot, and the place he stroked seemed to spark a wildfire.

The car is on Weibo.Mizunazuki

He was finally released, and Fu Sili pulled out his fingers without hesitation, got up, turned on the light, and closed the loose pajamas around him.

Before going to the bathroom, he looked back at the white gull lying on the quilt with his clothes open, and said, "Go to sleep first, don't wait for me."

Bai Gull seemed to be still indulging in the aftertaste of the orgasm, his cheeks were reddish, his eyes cut water and he nodded while Fu Sili's eyes stayed for a while before he left.

After the bathroom door was closed, the expression of the person on the bed gradually turned cold. With a slight movement of his wrist, he took out a hardcover book from under him.

He casually glanced at the cover, it was an English translation, and just now the quilt had been rubbing his waist, which was very painful.

This was the first time he was rejected by Fu Sili in bed, thinking of his indifferent behavior tonight, his eyes were filled with anger, and he wished he could smash the book in his hand out of the window.

But in the end, he held back the thought, and only placed it gently beside Fu Sili's bed.

Now that it has been determined almost.

There should be countermeasures.

Thinking about this, he slowly became calm.

……

The weather was surprisingly good today, Lin Ai happily invited several people from the company to Houhu Park to see the red maple forest.

At this time, the maple leaves are red, layer upon layer, against the cloudless clear sky, beautiful, like sunset glow, like red waves.

Because it was not a weekend, there were not many people admiring the maple leaves in the park. Lin Ai was greedy, so she bought a big and round milk ice cream from the ice cream truck on the side of the road, licked it while walking, and joked with a few colleagues casually.

His voice was low when he spoke, and his voice was clear and pleasant when he laughed, which attracted people's attention.

Tired from walking, they asked to sit on a bench and rest for a while, and took a few pictures of the scenery with the camera by the way, and went back to make materials.

Lin Ai licked a huge ice cream and walked around casually by himself.

When he passed a pavilion in the middle of the lake, he saw an old man sitting alone in the pavilion with a chessboard in front of him, as if he was playing games with himself.

Lin Ai is from the Department of Literature, and his professional habits make him like to be close to people with unique temperament. When he saw this old man with gray hair, but his back was pine, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of fear, he couldn't help being a little curious.

He leaned forward to take a look at the chess game. Although he was not very proficient, he knew a little bit about it. This was a dead game.

For his approach, the old man didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he was used to being disturbed by curious passers-by like this.

After looking at it for a while, he felt dull, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he did not expect that the ice cream in his hand suddenly dripped onto the chessboard, and landed on a sunspot just right.

The old man's eyelids moved, Lin Ai quickly pinched the chess piece, took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe it clean, "Sorry, sorry—" he said.

When he wiped the chess piece clean, he looked at the chessboard again. He had already forgotten the position of the chess piece just now, so he had to smile awkwardly, and tentatively put the sunspot in an inconspicuous position.

As soon as the hand dropped, Lin Ai couldn't help shrinking his head when he saw the old man's face change, thinking that he was going to hear a reprimand, but who knew that he suddenly laughed heartily, "It's done, it's done!  … ..."

Cheng, what happened? ...

Lin Ai looked carefully at the chessboard curiously, and it turned out that the position he just dropped just now turned the whole situation over, and it was no longer a dead end.

"Hold your wings, let me see how you can fly?..." The old man was still clapping his hands and laughed again and again.

Lin Ai couldn't understand what code words he said, but he was glad that nothing bad happened to him, and he happily followed behind and laughed a few times.

After a while, the old man stopped, smiled and looked at the tall and beautiful Omega in front of him, with soft eyes, "Young man, you have helped me a lot."

Lin Ai was slightly at a loss for words, and shyly shy away, "I just hit by mistake..."

"Your mistake happened to be someone else's opportunity." The old man still said to him with a smile.

For some reason, Lin Ai felt a sense of familiarity with him in vain, and couldn't help looking at this old man. He was only six or seventy years old, tall and tall, with solemn and solemn features. When he was smiling, But he was extraordinarily kind and kind, with dark and deep eyes.

After a while, Lin Ai heard him ask himself, "What do you want as a reward?"

In a trance, he thought that he had heard wrongly, so he couldn't help being stunned.

The old man still looked at him with a kind smile, and repeated it patiently.

"What do you want?" Lin Ai also smiled, "You remind me of the story of the golden axe and the silver axe. The river god also asks passers-by in this way, what do you want?"

He asked playfully again, "Are you also the god of this lake?... Then I want to be happy for the rest of my life."

The old man naturally understood the allusions he said. Seeing him so witty and humorous, he couldn't help but feel more at ease, "Happiness and happiness are all for you to fight for. If I can't give it, God can't give it either."

Lin Ai also agreed with this point, so he thought about it for a while and said, "Then buy me an ice cream!"

He preoccupied with talking, the ice cream had already melted and was out of shape, and he conveniently threw it into the trash can next to him, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

The old man nodded.

I saw him take out a small and unique radio walkie-talkie from his pocket, and said to the other end, "Buy me an ice cream."

After a while of silence, the intercom asked with some doubts, "You?...Do you want?..."

"Milk flavor." Lin Ai added.

The old man repeated into the microphone again, "Ice cream, milk flavored."

Without waiting for a reply, the channel was shut down.

After sitting and waiting for a while, a young man wearing sunglasses and a suit and leather shoes quickly walked towards the pavilion. Looking at his posture, he seemed to be protecting some kind of treasure in his arms.

Lin Ai was looking forward to it, and when he got closer, he saw that it was a bigger and rounder ice cream, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you for your hard work." He accepted it with a smile.

The young man took a few glances at him and then stood behind the old man, silently, with a look of devotion to his duty.

Lin Ai chatted casually with the old man about the chessboard, and then he heard his colleagues calling his name, "Ah," he stood up, "I have to go..."

"Thank you for the ice cream. See you next time." He said, bowing slightly.

The old man nodded at him, waved his hand slightly, "Go—"

Only then did Lin Ai hold the extra-large version of ice cream and happily walked towards the crowd waiting on the side of the road. His back was happy and nimble like a little sparrow under the clear sky, which was very lovable.

It wasn't until his back gradually disappeared from the field of vision that the old man's sight was retracted. He looked down at the chessboard and returned to the solemnity and silence.

After a while, he asked lightly, "What were you going to say just now?"

Only then did the young man behind him heave a sigh of relief, bent down, whispered in his ear, and uttered what he wanted to say earlier.

"Oh?" The old man's eyes flickered slightly, "It's him?..."

After a pause, he pretended to ask casually, "...does that kid like him very much?"

"It is said that...it is very important. Didn't you see it last time?..."

The old man was silent, and after a while he slowly put away the chessboard and said, "...let's go home, it's time to eat."

A wind rose from the ground and gently blew his gray hair. In those eyes that had experienced the vicissitudes of time, a gleam of light flashed faintly. The light flowed, as if it reminded him of some beautiful and innocent scene.

"I don't want my mother to hold a parent-teacher meeting, I want grandpa to go! Once grandpa goes, the teacher won't dare to speak ill of me..."

"Grandpa! I love grandpa the most! Grandpa is the best grandpa in the world!..."

……

When Lin Ai received the call from Fu Sili, he and his colleagues walked into a western restaurant, and were about to communicate with the waiters about the number of people for dinner.

As soon as he was seated, the phone rang. He glanced at the number, but dared not answer it.

"I saw you." Fu Sili said, "Come find me on the 32nd floor."

Lin Ai refused, "No...not good, my colleagues are still here."

"Besides, I haven't eaten yet..." He muttered softly, not knowing how Fu Sili saw him.

The man smiled on the phone, "Okay, then I'll come over." Then, he hung up the phone without waiting for Lin Ai to respond.

Lin Ai was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched. Although he felt that it was unlikely that he would come to find him in person, what if... what if he really came to find him.

He was still thinking like this, but his steps had already unconsciously felt that he was walking towards the elevator door. He took a few slow steps at first, and then his pace became faster and faster. When he approached the elevator door, he almost ran over.

"Ding--"

The elevator happened to arrive at this floor, and a tall man walked out of it.

Before Lin Ai had time to see the man's face clearly, his eyes suddenly went dark, and because of inertia, he fell headfirst into his arms, and his nose hit hard on the hard shoulder blades, causing his eyes to burst into tears.

Fu Sili frowned and turned his face to look, but he first blocked it with his hand.

"It's nothing..." He said in a low voice, put his palm on the tip of his nose and rubbed it indifferently, holding back his tears.

"...Why is Boss Fu here?" Lin Ai asked him.

Fu Sili didn't answer, but stared at him thoughtfully for a while and asked, "You came here because you really wanted to see me?"

This person speaks very steadily, and his tone is very calm. It should be a question, but it sounds more like an affirmative sentence.

Lin Ai was at a loss for words for a moment, and argued with red ears, "I didn't run, I just walked in a hurry... And, and it wasn't you who said it?..."

The tip of his nose was red, and his eyes were moist. He looked innocent and harmless, but Fu Sili knew that under his good skin was a sharp-mouthed little wild cat.

Fu Sili wanted to raise his hand to caress his face, but he grabbed his wrist halfway, and led him into the elevator without saying a word.

"Fu... President Fu?"

"We've met each other, so don't come here in vain." Fu Sili coaxed,

"I'll show you something good." Fu Sili coaxed again.

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