Nemesis clings to me after amnesia

When Wen Bieyan came out, he found that Yu Wei's expression was not quite right.

Thinking that he was frozen after waiting too long, he took his hand and covered his face with his face, jokingly said: "Brother, are you stupid?"

As soon as Yu Wei saw him, his originally dark eyes suddenly became more aggrieved, like a big dog who has been bullied after leaving its master. When he saw his master came back, he couldn't help but want to sue and act coquettishly for comfort.

Wen Bieyan was given a cute look by her boyfriend, and because of the people around her, she couldn't resist sneaking a bite.

He lowered his head and took a few breaths into his cold palm, then rubbed it to warm him up. The white mist he exhaled rose between the two of them, blurring his vision for a moment, but making the other person look even warmer.

"What's the matter?" He asked, "Did someone really bully you?"

Yu Wei snorted and said stiffly: "You underestimate your boyfriend too much, who can bully me?"

Wen Bieyan opened his eyes wide and approached: "Really?"

"Cheat you no candy."

Wen Bieyan smiled brightly, stepped back and stood still, held his left hand tightly, and lifted the scarf up to cover most of his face, only revealing a pair of bright eyes: "Let's go then, it's so cold outside, Time to go home."

I didn’t see any suitable ones along the way. In the end, the two of them packed lunch at the restaurant that Yu Wei often went to. Nothing more.

When I got into the elevator, a grandfather who was walking his dog was also going upstairs.

The white bichon is very naughty, and when it smells the food in Yu Wei's hand, it jumps up and down and wants to grab his leg.

The pink tongue hung out of his mouth and let out a breath, his eyes fixed on Yu Wei like two black grapes, his cute and greedy appearance made both Wen Bieyan and the old man laugh.

Only Yu Wei was in a mess, staring at the reflection of himself and Wen Xiaohua in front of him, unable to laugh.

Wen Bieyan is well aware of Yu Wei's playful and troublesome nature. Normally speaking, at this time, he has already enthusiastically played with the little bichon. The unusually quiet appearance made him feel a little strange.

Looking sideways, the boyfriend pursed the corners of his mouth tightly and said nothing, occasionally looking down, his interest was low.

The elevator quickly stopped according to the floor.

When the two went out, the little bixiong wanted to go with them, but was pulled by the leash happily by the grandfather. Yu Wei didn't notice, and went straight to the house. Wen Bieyan smiled at the grandfather, turned and followed .

He piled the bags he was carrying into his left hand, and Yu Wei took out the key to open the door, and the warm air rushed in.

He put the food on the cabinet at hand, wanting Wen Bieyan to go in first, but when he turned around, he was embraced by the other party with open arms.

The bag containing the books accidentally fell to the ground with a slap, mixed with the rustling of the plastic bag, making the surroundings even quieter.

"Banquet?"

He blinked and stayed for a while, feeling a little stiff all over: "What's wrong?"

Wen Bieyan leaned on his shoulder, and a gentle and laughing voice rang in his ears: "Brother, isn't it cold now?"

"..."

Yu Wei didn't say a word, and Wen Bieyan burrowed into his arms again: "It's too cold this winter, don't freeze my boyfriend stupidly."

The person in his arms is real and within reach, as long as he stretches out his hand, he can completely embrace him. All the warmth belongs to him alone.

Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, raised his arms and hugged Wen Bieyan tightly, trapping Wen Bieyan in the square inch of space he built. The empty space seemed to be filled up all at once. It can't be poured into it.

"Banquet..."

The low whisper was more like talking to himself than calling.

Wen Bieyan obediently hummed: "I'm here."

After Yu Wei called out, he didn't say anything.

Reluctant to let go, he just hugged her for a long time, until the food was almost cold when he bought it, and then he spoke again cautiously, with a strong taste of uncertainty: "Yanyan, you like me, right?"

To be honest, such a question that worries about gains and losses is really not like a question that Yu Xiaotian, who is free, easy and noisy, should ask.

Wen Bieyan thought it was a little funny, and while pulling the corners of his mouth, the uncontrollable warmth in his heart dyed his brows and eyes to the extreme gentleness.

"Well, I like it very much."

The clear voice is soft and firm, it is not only a statement of facts, but also a promise: "I only like you."

A lollipop was stuffed into Yu Wei's pocket.

Then, Wen Bieyan's hand stayed in the warm pocket together with the sugar.

"Give you candy."

[I lied to you that there is no candy to eat. 】

[Give you candy. 】

So he actually bought him sugar.

The lollipop was picked out by Wen Bieyan in the supermarket downstairs just now. It tastes like strawberry. Most boys probably don't like it very much, but Yu Wei likes it very much.

I like it so much that I can't like it any more, I like it so much that other messes are left behind, and all I can see is this little clingy person in my arms who can steal people's hearts. Just hugging it can become addictive, and I wish I could be stuck in my arms and stick to it for the rest of my life. Don't let go.

She lowered her head and planted a precious and heavy kiss on the corner of his forehead, a bright smile rose to the brows.

"I would also like."

"I like our banquet the most!"

...

Wen Bieyan stayed at Yu Wei's house for almost a week.

The time spent with the person I like flies by quickly, and the 24-hour day seems to be compressed to only eight hours. In the blink of an eye, it is a day. I haven't stayed together enough, and the time to part is coming.

At the beginning, I agreed with Mrs. Wen that I would only stay at a classmate's house for three or four days, but now the time limit is seriously exceeded, and it's time to go back.

However, starting two mornings before Wen Bieyan was going to go back, Yu Wei suddenly became extremely clingy, which was manifested in three aspects;

When I do my homework, I need him to sit in his arms to be able to write; I want to hug him when I do everything; I can’t even bear him out of his sight for more than a minute, and when I find him, I become even more clingy, wishing I could take him everywhere.

Wen Bieyan thought that the other party was reluctant to part with him, and wanted to hold enough money before he went home, and he also liked the intimacy with his boyfriend, so he simply ignored him and let it go.

However, he soon discovered that things seemed different from what he thought.

Before going to bed at night, Yu Wei went to take a shower as usual, and the water vapor made the whole bathroom warm before he finished cleaning, put on his clothes and let Wen Bieyan go in.

The scent of shower gel lingered in the air for a long time, Yu Wei suddenly felt a little uncomfortable watching Wen Xiaohua approaching the mist.

He wrinkled his face and stood at the door for a while, then turned around and went to the living room to take a glass of cold water and take a couple of gulps, trying to calm down his feverish mind.

I couldn't see anyone again as far as I could see, snoring irritably with my half-dried hair, muttering and cursing myself that I had no perseverance, and went back to the room to take advantage of this time to write half of the English test paper that I hadn't finished in the afternoon. Finished, divert attention.

After filling out the two multiple-choice questions in a distracted state, I looked at Kong Luoluo's arms, and soon I couldn't write any more.

The tablet stood directly in front of him, and his restless appearance was reflected on the black screen.

Yu Wei rolled his eyelids and stared for a while, then slapped his forehead bitterly.

"Why, why is it so bad, did you sleep in hibernation when there was no banquet before?!"

Seriously and seriously gave myself some ideological education, and picked up a pen to continue writing.

It's a pity that God seems to be deliberately playing tricks on him and not wanting him to have a good time. After less than 2 minutes of concentrating, the sound of "Brother" from the bathroom instantly broke his fragile and precarious psychological defense.

After Wen Bieyan finished washing, he realized that he forgot to take his clothes when he came in.

The dirty clothes have been thrown into the laundry basket, splashed with water and can't be worn. There is no other way but to ask my boyfriend for help.

He opened a crack in the door and called Yu Wei, saying, "I forgot to bring in my clothes on the bed, pass them for me."

The sound of footsteps came quickly from the room to the bathroom door. Wen Bieyan stretched out his hand and waited for a while, but the clothes were not put on his hand as he wished. He couldn't help wondering: "Brother?"

Yu Wei stared at the slender white wrists in front of him, couldn't help thinking of Wen Xiaohua's naked appearance behind the door, and smelled the scent of body wash coming out from the crack of the door, and managed to suppress it with difficulty. The irritability that had been going down swept up again.

He looked down at the clothes in his hand for a while, without hesitating for a long time, he decisively said "wait for me", turned around and went back to the room, found another set of clothes from the closet and handed them to him: "wear this."

Faced with her boyfriend's strange behavior, Wen Bieyan withdrew her hand in doubt, and at first glance found that it was not his clothes at all. She put it on again, and found that the size was a bit too big, and the neckline was so open that most of her collarbone was exposed.

He opened the bathroom door and wanted to ask why he was wearing his clothes, but just as he stepped out of the door, before he could make a sound, he was embraced by someone who was waiting at the door and didn't leave.

It's not a horizontal hug, nor a child's hug that is half on the shoulders, but a hug that wraps his legs around his waist and hugs his feet, facing each other.

Wen Bieyan's body lost his balance, he could only wrap his arms around Yu Wei's neck and around his waist under conditioned reflex, the two of them were pulled closer to a new distance again, apart from intimacy, there was also something else, an indescribable taste.

His face was completely eroded by the red tide, Wen Bieyan was dazzled by Yu Wei's unusual behavior, and he almost couldn't stand it.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

The whispered inquiry received no response.

Yu Wei carried him back to the room without saying a word and put him on the bed.

As usual, she patiently and carefully helped him dry his hair, then put down the hair dryer, turned around and suddenly hugged him and pressed him hard on the bed.

The scorching breath kept spraying on the sensitive neck, Wen Bieyan's heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment, and then beat at a faster frequency in the next second.

"elder brother......?"

"Um.."

Finally got a response, Wen Bieyan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to touch the back of his head, his neck was licked suddenly, and his whole body froze suddenly.

The scent of ink in the air enveloped him gently but irresistibly, permeating every inch of his body, until the other smells on his body were completely dispelled, and finally he was satisfied and began to retreat.

Different from the usual gentleness, although one can feel that the other party is already trying to suppress it, the erosive power and domineering possessiveness contained in the pheromone still cannot be concealed, and the entanglement makes people dizzy and gradually loses strength.

The people under him are full of their own smell.

Yu Wei's restless mood calmed down, while spurning his childishness dominated by genes, he couldn't help being satisfied, and closed his arms to hug him even tighter.

"Yanyan, I don't like the smell of shower gel."

Moxiang was hooked out, and then hooked by the rare and powerful Moxiang and forced to dance with him.

Wen Bieyan was so dazed that he couldn't think too much. Hearing what he said, he replied subconsciously: "But you also smell like this."

"I'm not." Yu Wei sniffed the scent of Little Jasmine greedily: "The smell on you now is mine."

"I don't like any other smells on you."

"If only I had the taste all the time..."

The indoor temperature has been rising.

Wen Bieyan also heard that Yu Wei had been talking to him in a low voice, his voice was hoarse, and his arms were getting tighter and tighter, wishing to rub him into his body, and the scent of ink that occasionally leaked out surrounded him with unsteady restlessness. , tossing and lingering, reluctant to dissipate.

There seemed to be a fire in his body that was vaguely stirred up. He thought that tonight would not stop there, and something else would happen, at least to the same extent as last time on the sofa...

But in reality nothing happened.

Before the sparks lit up, Yu Wei pulled the quilt over to cover both of them.

The light then dimmed, and Wen Bieyan didn't even know when he fell asleep. He only remembered hearing Yu Wei whisper "good night, baby" to him before his consciousness fell into a deep sleep.

He thought that the matter would end here, but the reality of being woken up by the grinding of his glands the next morning told him that it was far from that simple.

The itching on the gland made him unable to hold back his neck, and opened his eyes in a daze. Yu Wei immediately leaned up and kissed him at the end of his eyes.

Raising his eyes to meet his dark eyes filled with unknown emotions, Wen Bieyan's sleepy brain was mostly awake at once.

He raised his hand and touched it, and sure enough, a barrier sticker was pasted on his gland.

"?"

Looking at Yu Wei inexplicably, the latter trembled his eyelashes guiltyly, and said resentfully: "I'm sorry, what, I can't help it..."

Wen Bieyan woke up from the daze he had been teased out of last night.

Reminiscent of his boyfriend's abnormal behavior in the past two days, and the erosive pheromone he released last night, the doubts in his heart rose to the peak at this time, and a guess gradually formed in his mind.

Propping up his upper body, he approached him and sniffed his neck. Sure enough, it seemed that he was deliberately suppressed. can be ignored.

"Brother." He asked knowingly, "Why can't I smell your pheromone?"

Yu Wei hesitated and couldn't think of an excuse.

Taking a peek at Wen Xiaohua, the other party stared at him without blinking, obviously not planning to let him go, and he must give an answer.

"Because, because I'm more awesome, and I can control it well!"

Wen Bieyan tilted her head, not believing it.

"...Maybe, you got up too early and your sense of smell hasn't awakened yet?"

"Ok?"

"..."

"...……All right!"

Yu Wei really couldn't bear the pressure of Wen Xiaohua's gaze, so he put on a face of grievance, and honestly showed his cards: "It's because of the inhibitor."

"Yanyan, my susceptibility period has arrived."

The author has something to say: Wen Xiaohua: Let me help you recall that a certain person once boasted that he was exceptionally strong, and that he didn’t need pheromones to comfort him during the susceptible period, just sleep.

Ergou: Who?Who is so stupid?I do not know how?