【ABO】Big Brother's Secret Lover

Early the next morning, Shen Yichen was woken up.

To be precise, he was awakened by a kiss.

Zhuo Yu's lips carried warm and humid moisture along the little guy's cheeks and sucked them little by little.

From the smooth forehead to the end of the eyebrows, a shallow kiss was printed, the gentle breath warmed in the eye sockets, and the pheromone of snow fir scent lingered on the tip of the nose.

Shen Yichen only felt that his cheeks were wet and cool, and his neck was extremely itchy. He wanted to grab it but was gently held by a big hand.

The thick eyelashes trembled twice, and the pink eyelids opened to reveal clear blue eyes, which quietly reflected the man's handsome face like a lake.

The bleary sleepy eyes gradually became clear and clear, and the young man who just woke up instantly understood what the man was doing.

Just when the kiss was about to cover the boy's pink lips, a soft and waxy flesh blocked the gentle encroachment, whispering softly, "Well, I'm already awake..."

"Chenchen, you have owed six days of good morning kisses, and I want to get them back. If you don't give me a kiss today, then you will have another day." After the man finished speaking, he still left a kiss on his soft palm, The corners of the mouth curled up into a beautiful arc and the eyes slightly curved.

"You..." The little guy with a blushing face pulled his little hand away, "How can there be someone like you..."

"I don't care, I won't get up until you give me a kiss."

The man played with a childish temper, and simply pressed his whole body on Shen Yichen's body, buried in his neck and sniffed fiercely, his voice sounded very depressed.

"Since you got pregnant, I haven't smelled your sea salt scent...I feel like I'm on the verge of susceptibility every day. If you didn't give me a massage last night, I don't know how I would be. What does it look like..."

"It's fine if your glands are closed and you can't release pheromones. If you don't let me kiss you, what do you want me to do in the next few months..."

Zhuo Yu's voice is full of emotion, interpreting that the villain first complains, and the fresh and pleasant smell of snow fir permeates around the two, ambiguous.

"Is it possible to have a massage every night? Although I don't mind, I am more worried about you... You are a weak and poor omega. Even just rubbing like that will scratch your smooth and delicate skin. I don't want my baby The skin of Chenchen's thighs has calluses..."

The more Shen Yichen heard, the more something was wrong, and he was so angry that he slapped the man on the back so hard that Zhuo Yu's chest could be heard muffled, "You just have to say a few words less! No one treats you as dumb."

Zhuo Yu snorted secretly in pain, hugged the little guy under him and remained silent.

"What are you doing, you're up..." The young man stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, pushing the man's shoulders to get him up, but Zhuo Yu hugged him even tighter, and there was still a whining sound in his throat, just like that one The voice of the night is very similar...

Is it entering the susceptible period?

Shen Yichen's heart skipped a beat, and his expression instantly flustered.

What to do, his glands are closed now, and he can't release pheromones. Is there any other way to stabilize the man from the susceptible period...

The boy stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, then swallowed.

Maybe try...

Just when Zhuo Yu felt that he was pretending to be about to look up, his cheeks were held by a pair of small hands.

Then, a pink and lovely mouth fell down, and the thick eyelashes trembled slightly, as if it was a decision made after a long time of hard work.

There was a flash of astonishment in the man's eyes, and then even if they were filled with joy, pampering would overflow his eyes.

His Chenchen actually took the initiative to offer a kiss again~

Although he was deceived by his excellent acting skills, it was not a loss.

Not only did you not lose money, but you made a lot of money!

In Shen Yichen's mind, he recalled every time the man kissed him deeply, imitating the man's steps and implementing them bit by bit.

The warm little mouth gently bit the cold thin lips, and the tip of the small tongue tentatively licked the man's tightly closed white teeth, not daring to pry them open.

Zhuo Yu's heart palpitated, he opened his mouth slightly and actively touched the tip of the little guy's tongue, as if inviting.

Eh?Seems to work.

With this in mind, Shen Yichen simply poked into the mouth, stiffly slammed into the wall around the tongue, not knowing what to do next, licking and sucking greenly to ease the alpha's susceptibility period.

The man couldn't bear it any longer, he turned passive into active, the tip of his sleeping tongue instantly woke up, he nimbly played with Shen Yichen's little tongue, and made a water-stained sound from the root of his mouth.

After the kiss was settled, Zhuo Yu pulled out the crystal silk thread, narrowed his dark eyes, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, "My little baby, good morning~"

The little guy with disordered breathing and hypoxia realized that he had been deceived.

There were crystal tears at the end of the dry red eyes, and the moist pink lips became slightly swollen because of the man's domineering kiss.

Just when Shen Yichen recovered his breath and was about to vent his anger, Zhuo Yu's words completely shattered his dream.

If it is his dream to finish a sentence properly...

"Chenchen, because of your initiative, today's good morning kiss can be regarded as two days' share, and you still owe me five days."

"I didn't take the initiative, obviously because... um."

"shh-"

The man covered his pink lips with his fingertips, and his voice was hoarse, "But your kissing skills are too bad, there is still a lot of room for improvement." After finishing speaking, he pressed his fingers against his white teeth and forcefully stuffed them into his small mouth , flirting wantonly.

"Um...uh..."

The liquid in his mouth overflowed from the corner of his mouth, the man pulled out his water-stained fingers, stared at the confused little guy in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Chenchen, feel it carefully, these five different kisses ."

...

When Zhuo Yu had taken a cold shower and came out of the bathroom, Shen Yichen was still lying on the bed staring at the crystal lamp on the ceiling in a daze, wanting to open his mouth to bite off the string of crystals one by one, chew them up and eat them.

The mouth is completely numb and numb, even speaking is so laborious, and the throat is still a little sore, it may be tossed by the last deep throat kiss.

The man rubbed the bridge of his nose amusedly, took out the clothes he was going to wear today and put them on quickly, "Chenchen, if you don't wake up, you won't have breakfast."

"Ah...?" As soon as Shen Yichen opened his mouth to speak, he was startled by his own voice, his voice was hoarse as if it was rolling over sandpaper.

It's all good work done by Mr.

The little guy glared fiercely at Zhuo Yu's back, moistened his throat and said, "Where are you going today?"

"Well, I want to take you to meet someone."

"Who...do I know?"

Zhuo Yu paused for a second while fastening the buttons, and then replied: "Well, you know him."

The little guy tilted his head, unable to think of a reason, "Then who is it? You know someone I know... Could it be... Daddy?? He finally remembered his son?!"

"You guessed wrong, and you'll know when the time comes."

The man reached out and rubbed the boy's hair, and said in a doting tone, "But before that, I can take you to meet Shen Ming."

I thought that Shen Yichen would happily jump up from the bed and sprinkle flowers to celebrate, but he just frowned and pouted, his pink lips pursed high.

"Hmph! I don't want to see him. The sold son is the one who poured water. I think he dared to sell his own son who had been raised for 20 years for the benefit of the company. I don't have such a cold-blooded father! "

Zhuo Yu was stunned for a moment, seeing the boy's angry pouting expression, he couldn't help but want to tease him again.

"Yeah, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me. I bought you back from Shen Ming, so you should listen to me and not disobey my wishes. So..."

The man suddenly walked into the bed and blew into Shen Yichen's ear: "Chenchen, I want a massage tonight, and it's a full service."

"Ugh—beasts, I don't want them!"

The young man hurriedly pushed Zhuo Yu away and jumped off the bed, and fled into the bathroom without his slippers on.

Zhuo Yu looked at the back of the little guy running away, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a nice curve.

Sure enough, a hundred dramas are never boring~

The sapphire blue Bugatti Veyron turned off the bustling street and increased its yardage outside the green belt of the 11th arrondissement.

The surrounding vegetation is getting less and less, and there is not a single building in sight. All I can see is the endless plain and the road leading to the sky in front of me.

After an unknown amount of time, a gray-black low-rise building finally appeared on the horizon. The sports car passed by for a moment, but Shen Yichen's attention was attracted there.

"Where was that house just now, I've never seen it before..."

"It's a slum." The man explained indifferently, "There are 11 large districts in the empire, and there will be a slum outside the green belt of each district."

"Then they don't have enough to eat and sleep well, why are they sick..."

Shen Yichen wanted to say something more but was interrupted by Zhuo Yu, "Chenchen, the people in the slums are all citizens of the empire who have made mistakes, and not giving them the death penalty is the highest forgiveness given by the empire. Be good, stop thinking about it, they Doesn't deserve your sympathy."

The little guy's beautiful blue eyes flickered, and then he nodded meekly while clutching the seat belt in front of him, "Well, my husband will do whatever he says."

The Bugatti Veyron has gone through a long drive, and the scenery outside the car window is only a vast plain and a single road except for the slums that it passed not long ago.

The young co-pilot was almost falling asleep before the car stopped in front of a high-walled building with black iron gates.

"Huh? Are we there yet..."

Shen Yichen rubbed his eyes, and looked at the towering wall and barbed wire in confusion, feeling timid in his heart.

The guard at the door stepped forward to confirm his identity, and the thick and tall black iron door slowly opened.

Zhuo Yu drove the car past the old signboard of "Affiliated Department of Medical Expo in District 11", stepped on the accelerator and rushed straight to the road behind the door.

"Husband...I'm a little scared..." Shen Yichen tugged on the man's sleeve, his voice trembling.

"Chenchen, don't be afraid, my father is being held in this place."

Zhuo Yu frowned, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes, and then he returned to normal, "Even if there is danger, I will protect you."

Like a sapphire blue lightning, the Bugatti Veyron passed through a large factory area like a yellow dragon, accelerated and drove straight to a research building with blue-gray tiles under the farthest high wall...