[ABO] is falling into the arms

Cheng Qin regretted so much, he was [-]% drunk, and the remaining [-]% ​​sober was also drunk by his kiss.

Yan Jinxiao kissed him with all his heart, and then squeezed his rationality dry. The tip of his tongue swept across his mouth, and his hands slowly slid from his waist through his clothes to his neck, all the way to the back of his head. .

Cheng Qin's thoughts were confused by his teasing, he didn't dare to respond, but he couldn't resist, if he closed his eyes and could ignore everything, it would be a dream, his breathing was heavy, and the curve of his chest gradually deepened.

Yan Jinxiao forbade his negative attitude, he gently touched his earlobe with thin calluses to his neck with his gentle fingers, the numb itching made Cheng Qin couldn't help shrinking his neck.

"I feel that Uncle Cheng is more sensitive than others... Is it because he has been single for decades?" Yan Jinxiao whispered in his ear,

Cheng Qin put his hands on his chest, and turned his blushing face sideways: "...Little ancestor, please forgive me, I'm just a worthless old man..."

He suddenly realized that Yan Jinxiao's words were not quite right, the others? ?what other people? ?

Before he could study it carefully, his lips, neck and Adam's apple were entwined by Yan Jinxiao's kiss, and his drunken mind was unable to think.

He wanted to push him away, but the exhaustion he thought he had was actually just a limp refusal to welcome him. He felt the strong thuja pheromones invading his bones and completely suppressing him. Although Cheng Qin was also an Alpha, he still Disturbed by the powerful pheromone, he lost his wildness and could only submit, his fingers trembling involuntarily, clinging to the person on his body.

Yan put away the pheromone tonight, he didn't want this to be a one-sided story.

But Cheng Qin was paralyzed on the bed, like a piece of rotten wood falling on the water, panting slightly, with curly chestnut hair, pampered skin, not particularly fair but ruddy, especially because of the angry red chin Lips pursed.

Such a casual appearance is really arousing blood.

His "cute" side of Uncle Cheng can only be seen by himself, especially when he sees Uncle Cheng wearing that pair of light-colored underpants with the words printed on the back: Do not enter tonight!A big fork in the back.

That's what kids do.

Yan Jinxiao whispered in his ear: "Is this Uncle Cheng's seal?"

His Uncle Cheng just closed his eyes and pretended to be drunk, his ears and neck were red.

Yan Jinxiao laughed again: "But it doesn't seem to be very effective."

Uncle Cheng pinched him violently and angrily: "You have to make an inch!"

Cheng Qin is the only person in this world who can strangle Yan Jinxiao's neck so unscrupulously.

Yan Jinxiao just looked at him with doting eyes, which made Cheng Qin feel embarrassed, and curled up under him to pretend to be drunk.

In the end, I don't know if I was really drunk or passed out. The coin on the table gradually stopped spinning, and it vaguely reflected the hot body, hovering around the edge and the table, and finally stopped.

Yan Jinxiao's hand has never stopped, on him, on the clouds of Utopia, on the hungry sand dunes of the desert, Cheng Qin can hardly tell whether this is a dream in the clouds, or whether the bones in the desert have disappeared. Oasis.

But the rain in the desert will return to the clouds, and the rain in the clouds will return to the desert.Just like him and Yan Jinxiao, they cannot have an eternal embrace.

He grabbed Yan Jinxiao's hand, lowered his head and buried it on his shoulder, a hard-won feeling filled his body and covered the room, was it a sense of security?

There was the sound of coins shaking again in his sleep, Cheng Qin frowned impatiently and opened his eyes.

Above his head was the hotel's regular warm-toned decoration, he frowned and supported his head, seeing the coins spinning on the table, the pheromone from Yan Jinnight in the room reminded him of the madness of last night.

He got out of bed immediately after touching the mobile phone on the bedside table. The result of the hangover and a night of madness was that he almost knelt on the ground.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, he covered his head: he was fucked again.

Every time the solid fortress that has been built will collapse when it meets Yan Jinxiao.

Cheng Qin put on his clothes swiftly, and the pair of underpants made him blush again.

Passing by the bathroom, a certain uncle who was about to leave quietly heard the sound of the lock inside, and his footsteps were hurried, but his footsteps were flimsy, and he fell down.

When Yan Jinxiao opened the door, Cheng Qin fell on his chest.

It looks like he is kissing the other person's chest, and it hurts a bit, Cheng Qin thought inappropriately.

Then he was hugged around the waist.

There was a little water vapor from the pure cotton neckline, and he kissed the warm skin under the collarbone, like kissing the hot blood through the thin skin, and couldn't help swallowing.

"Uncle Cheng."

The young voice gently vibrated through his chest to his lips and then into his brain.

Cheng Qin looked up in embarrassment, and then said something after a long time.

"Grass!!"

It's not that he reacted so strongly, it's just that Yan Jinxiao is so handsome, and he looks too much like his damned father. His genes are excellent, like a copy, and it's a copy without a scar on his forehead.

Yan Jinxiao's hair is still wet with drops of water, connecting his eyes into an ocean: "Good morning."

When Yan Jinxiao walked out of the bathroom, Cheng Qin retreated again and again, always keeping a distance of five steps away from him, sticking to the door.

Yan Jinxiao approached him with a smile: "Uncle Cheng is such a ruthless heartbroken man, he was crying and begging me last night..."

With a bang, Cheng Qin was as red as shrimp on a pot: "Nonsense! You...I...I want to go to the bathroom! Go away!"

He pushed him away and fled into the toilet, closing the door, leaving Yan Jinxiao smiling gently outside the door.

Cheng Qin stayed inside for a few minutes, and couldn't help touching the back of the mirror. It seemed that apart from a little redness, he didn't feel much discomfort, and it was very clean. He who has done his homework is also very gentle. Thinking of this, Cheng Qin pulled his hair angrily, and his ears turned red.

He gently opened the door, peeked at the person sitting by the bed turning coins from the toilet door, why hasn't he left yet?

He went back to wash his face, straightened his hair, and used a disposable toothbrush to clean the water stains in the faucet and the toilet when he had nothing to do.

Time to go.

Cheng Qin peeked out one eye from the bathroom, the room was empty, did he really leave?He breathed a sigh of relief, but was inexplicably lost.

"What are you looking for?" A face suddenly appeared from the side, startling Cheng Qin: "Why are you silent?"

Yan has already changed his clothes tonight: "It seems that you have a guilty conscience."

Cheng Qin pushed him away: "What time is it?"

"08:30."

Cheng Qin was in a hurry: "If you don't tell me earlier, I'm going to be late."

The two walked out of the hotel corridor, the coin in Yan Jinxiao's hand was twirling between his fingers, looking at the person in front of him with slightly raised back collar of suit and frizzy hair, it seemed that his appearance really made the always serious Cheng Uncle soldiers are in chaos.