[ABO] is falling into the arms

The phone rang again in the middle of the night.

Zhulang: Your Uncle Cheng is drunk, come pick him up.

Yan Yan looked at the time this night, it was already two o'clock at night, so he got dressed and went downstairs to drive.

As soon as he arrived at the bar, he saw Cheng Qin lying on the side of the bar, and Yan Jinxiao stepped forward to support him.

"Get out!" Cheng Qin pushed him away angrily, but the place he touched was like a rock, and he couldn't use his hands no matter what.

"Uncle Cheng."

Cheng Qin looked up and pulled him to sit down: "Accompany me for a drink..."

Yan Jinxiao said to the man behind the bar: "I'll send him back."

The man was tall and tall, holding a mixing glass, when he saw Yan Jinxiao, he showed a gentle smile.

Yan took Cheng Qin out of the bar tonight. Along the way, the lights were feasting, and many Omegas stared at them.

Alphas of this quality are rare.

Yan Jinxiao carried him into the car, and saw the big bouquet of flowers on the co-pilot, and the bristles of a new toothbrush were torn apart, it looked like he had been severely pressed and ravaged before.

Probably when there was a traffic jam, Uncle Cheng swiped the steering wheel or the dashboard hard.

Yan Jinxiao got into the driver's seat and stepped on the accelerator, the car merged into the night, a bunch of flowers flew out from the car window, and the petals fluttered wildly in the air.

The car arrived at the downstairs of Cheng Qin's villa, Yan Jinxiao came down to hug him, Cheng Qin opened his eyes dimly and drunk: "I'm almost 40 years old... Yan Jinxiao, I'm almost 40 years old, do you know?"

Help him unbuckle his seat belt.

Cheng Qin grabbed his skirt, blushed, and said pitifully, "I don't want to be an old bachelor...I don't want to be an old boy."

Yan Jinxiao carried him into the room, while Cheng Qin was still rambling: "Why...why I just can't catch up with Cloud...Obviously I love her so much...I like her so much..."

Yan Jinxiao's eyes were deep, seeing Uncle Cheng's loneliness and helplessness, he could only say: "Because she doesn't love you."

Cheng Qin smiled, and tears flowed from his eyes.

Yan tonight helped him wipe away his tears: "Don't cry, Uncle Cheng, don't cry..."

"Why don't you love me? Because I'm a blood-smelling vampire?" Cheng Qin messed up his fixed hair, his face was full of irritability, and he roared fiercely: "It's not something I can choose!"

Yan tonight hugged him tightly.

Cheng Qin finally vented enough, so he sat softly on the sofa, closed his eyes slightly, his blue-gray pupils burst into despair.

Yan Jinxiao's heart seemed to be in despair too. He watched his Uncle Cheng love others and suffer for others.

Yan Jinxiao caressed his cheek: "Uncle Cheng, is it true that you will never give up on her?"

There seemed to be a heavy sadness bursting out from the skin of the chest, with black wings, inciting intense pain, rapidly expanding and expanding.

Cheng Qin was already dizzy, unable to tell the grievance and jealousy in his words at all, he just looked at him with hazy eyes.

"Uncle Cheng, I love you."

He caressed the curly and fluffy hair of the person below him with both hands, and looked at him innocently with a pair of blue-gray eyes, even the black eyelashes had a silvery luster, his Uncle Cheng opened his mouth slightly, flustered in astonishment pressed against his shoulder: "Yan tonight..."

Yan Jinxiao kissed his lips and tongue, it was the soft touch that made the surging breath rush through the veins, urging him to possess.

The corners of Cheng Qin's mouth turned red, and he murmured in a daze, "This is my first kiss!"

Yan Jinyan lifted his chin: "It was my first kiss that I never wanted to leave."

Cheng Qin shook his head, his sanity was only [-]% at this time, and he couldn't understand: "Are you going to laugh at me for being an old boy?"

Yan Jinyan tore off his tie: "It won't be after tonight."

His Uncle Cheng is not very tall, but his body is slender and coordinated. His waist is as wide as his entire hand. He can easily lift his waist up and hug him in his arms.

Uncle Cheng put his arms around his shoulders tightly, raised his head, and placed most of his body weight in his hands.

This is so good.

Yan Jinxiao feels his Uncle Cheng's warm body through the fabric of his suit, and the rusty pheromone, like the smell of blood, evokes the dark desire in his heart, making people more and more addicted.

But he is not willing to use any bloody means to deal with his Uncle Cheng, as long as... he has everything about Uncle Cheng, everything is his.

The place where the fingers pass is the soft suit fabric, but then it becomes a real skin-to-skin relationship.

Yan Jinxiao bowed his head in front of his chest and took a deep breath, Uncle Cheng seemed to tighten his neckline in fear.

Cheng Qin felt that he was really drunk, and had nothing to rely on, so he could only hug him tightly. Everything after that was covered with hazy light and shadow. He witnessed the gentleman's feast in his dream from the perspective of God, but His body was still in it, and he could feel the heat and sweat, and a pair of slender hands he was obsessed with controlled his body, and the warm body fused with him.

He saw that Yan Jinxiao's face seemed to be illuminated by gentle light, making it impossible for him to see his expression clearly.

Yan Jinxiao rubbed his Uncle Cheng's chestnut hair: "Uncle Cheng, give me your first love."

"...Slow down, Yan Jinxiao... What the hell... Slow down..." He heard Uncle Cheng gasp.

The lingering sound from his mouth intoxicated him like nectar, and he was willing to fall into the abyss.

"Uncle Cheng, I love you."