[ABO] is falling into the arms

"Yan Yanyan tonight! What kind of heavy taste are you? Even an old man like me!" Cheng Qin looked in the mirror at his horrible neck, full of hickey marks, with an expression of disbelief, especially feeling weak in his waist and knees , there was a faint pain in the lower body.

Yan Jinxiao helped him button his shirt.Cheng Qin stared at him fiercely, this is Yan Jinxiao, if it were someone else, he would have been decapitated long ago, can you still button him up?

"I'm an Alpha, I'm an Alpha, brat, are you in spring? You're hungry!" Cheng Qin had a terrible headache, looking at Yan Jinxiao who was slowly dressing himself up, his hands were slowly buttoning his sleeves, fingers How pleasing to the eye when helping him roll up his cuffs.

Cheng Qin stared at his hand intently.

He wished he could strangle himself to death, angered himself, and slapped Yan Jinxiao's hand off through gritted teeth: "I don't need you, I'm so annoying!"

"Uncle Cheng, have you really forgotten?" Yan Jinxiao put his arms around him, stroking the smooth skin on his legs with his hands.

"...What?" Cheng Qin's heart skipped a beat, with an ominous premonition.

"Last night, you were the one who kept holding my hand, saying how beautiful my hand was, and crying there."

"It's...really?" Cheng Qin sat up straight and frowned. Could it be that the Overlord bowed hard when he saw something malicious in his hands?

"You said you didn't want to be an old bachelor, old boy."

"I don't want to be an old boy, so I don't need you to break it for me!" Cheng Qin exploded!

"Then who else do you want to help you break?" Yan Jinxiao had a smile in his dark eyes.

"Stinky boy!" Cheng Qin gasped, scratched his head twice, lifted the quilt and got out of bed to put on his pants.

Yan Jinxiao hugged him: "Uncle Cheng, I'll help you wear it."

Cheng Qin saw the ambiguous red mark on his thigh, almost fainted, and covered his eyes: "Yan Jinxiao! It's outrageous!"

He touched a bruise on his leg: "Grass! Yan Jinxiao! You can't be gentle!"

Yan Jinxiao saw his Uncle Cheng pointing at the bruise on his calf, with a look of admiration on his face, and his words were profound: "Last night on the sofa, Uncle Cheng was in a hurry to take off his pants, and his leg hit the corner of the table."

Yan Jinxiao's tone was calm, as if it was true.

"??!!" Cheng Qin seemed to be struck by lightning: "Me? I... in a hurry to break my pants? You are talking nonsense with your eyes open!"

Yan Jinxiao leaned closer to him, looking down at his face flushed with anger, he was very cute, and slowly spit out each word: "Uncle Cheng took the initiative to hug my shoulders last night, and it was Uncle Cheng who untied his belt and took off the clothes." The pants... are still making a hooking sound in my ear..."

Yan Jinxiao talked closer and closer, almost approaching his cheek, as if he was still reminiscing about the madness of last night.

Cheng Qin was disturbed by the unspeakable and rebellious words in his low voice, and stared at him with two undulating blue-gray eyes: "I'm so annoying! I'm so annoying! Shut up!"

The most frightening thing is that what he said to Yan Jinxiao in his mind can vaguely find corresponding fragments... Could it be that he really shamelessly seduced a newly split Alpha?

Seeing Uncle Cheng's angry look, Yan Jinxiao hugged him to the bed and coaxed him, "Okay, I won't tell you, you can't get out of bed yet, let's not put on your pants."

Cheng Qin choked his neck: "I'll just strangle you to death!"

Yan Jinxiao held his wrist: "Then you have to eat first before you have the strength to pinch me."

A bowl of porridge with mushrooms and lean meat is steaming hot.

"I don't want you..." Cheng Qin was still angry, and regretted it as soon as he said the words. The hand holding the spoon in front of him instantly attracted all his attention.

The white and flawless porcelain white lined the reddish edge of the fingertips, the knuckles were clearly curved, the knuckles on the back of the hand protruded like a majestic mountain peak, and the ridge extending down from the mountain peak had a pure and bold spirit, suppressing the vigorousness under the mountain range. the power of.

In the end, it was really fragrant. Cheng Qin ate it all with the spoon in his hand. He couldn't taste the taste of the porridge, but he was addicted to Yan Jinxiao's hand.

"Be sober!" While Yan Jinxiao was going to the kitchen, Cheng Qin slapped himself with a toothbrush. He lifted the quilt, and his inner thighs were bright red. He couldn't bear to look directly at it. , The picture in his mind made him feel an inexplicable pleasure in his brain while he was ashamed and indignant?I couldn't help but blushed.