不 浪漫 罪名
Chapter 19
The oncoming pheromones made Ting Yun unable to breathe. The room was pitch-black, and the lights outside the window were reflected in Ting Yun's eyes. He instinctively raised his arms, unintentionally exposing all his weaknesses to him. In front of Song Youfang, there was an itchy feeling from his waist, and Song Youfang was stroking his waist through his pajamas.
The material of the pajamas is light and thin, and the sensitive waist can capture every detail of the knuckle fingers.
Ting Yun is a person with soft ears and ticklish. The numbness gradually spread from Song Youfang's palm to every corner of his body. fall down.
Fortunately, Song Youfang was quick, grabbed Ting Yun's waist, and pressed him firmly against the door panel.
There was a dull thud when his back hit the door, and he kicked the door panel with his heels. Ting Yun had nowhere to escape, and he put his hands on Song Youfang's shoulders in a panic, and handed over all the weight of his body to Song Youfang.
Neither of them can be regarded as proficient kissers, but Song Youfang has an innate advantage and can still beat Tingyun.
Every guiding action of his can get a tacit response from Ting Yun.
When the tip of the tongue brushes the gap between the lips, Ting Yun will slightly open his mouth, hook the tip of the tongue to the tip of the tongue, Ting Yun will stick out his tongue to actively suck, and the crystal saliva will flow out from the corner of the mouth. When kissing, Ting Yun is not very good at breathing with his nose , the oxygen in his mouth was completely robbed by Song Youfang, he held his breath until his eyes were black and white, his mind was like exploding fireworks, and finally he was really no match for Song Youfang's attack, so he turned his head away, his face flushed and he was panting heavily.
I don't know if other omega are like this, Ting Yun is not too embarrassed to tell Song Youfang that he likes the smell of Song Youfang's pheromone very much.
Not only because of the refreshing smell of gentle lavender, as an omega, Ting Yun also has an unspeakable possessive desire. When exchanging breaths, every breath is the smell of Song Youfang. He is the only one who can get so close to Song Youfang. This is a docile omega Greed that is rarely shown.
Greed is not enough to describe Ting Yun's liking for Song Youfang's pheromones. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is intoxicated. During the days when he was with Song Youfang, he gradually fell into Song Youfang's gentle offensive.
It's just that Mr. Song's ability to express his feelings is limited, and he hasn't said "like" to him until now, let alone "love". He likes to be alone with Song Youfang, and he likes the intimate contact when he is alone. Only the heart is at ease.
Ting Yun had rested enough, and his breathing returned to normal. Song Youfang had the momentum to catch up again.
Thinking that this was at his parents' house and the elders lived in the other room, Ting Yun covered Song Youfang's mouth with his hand, but there was a metallic sound coming from behind him, he glanced down, and Song Youfang locked the door behind him.
"You..." Ting Yun was too shy to speak, would Song Youfang be anxious?
If he wasn't the only one who wanted it, he wouldn't have to be so embarrassed.
……
The red tide on Ting Yun's face hadn't dissipated yet, and Song Youfang's breathing and panting filled his ears. He reached out to touch Song Youfang's forehead, feeling the hot temperature and fine sweat.
He wanted to talk, but at this time, it seemed that saying anything seemed redundant.
"Song Youfang..." So he called out Song Youfang's full name, his voice was hoarse, mixed with inexplicable lust.
After taking off the high-end and exquisite suit, leaving behind those cumbersome identities and responsibilities, what Song Youfang retained was the most primitive and essential impulse of human beings. He wanted to hear Song Youfang say that he liked him.
Ting Yun's fingers wandered across Song Youfang's forehead, wiped off his sweat, and whispered the most intimate words to him.
"Every time I asked you why you married me..." His finger just happened to be on Song Youfang's chin, and he looked at each other, "You said it was fate..."
The word "Fate" is too illusory. There is more luck and less emotion. Ting Yun thinks that Mr. Song, who is serious and serious, will not spend too much time, and he only heard one sentence from his mouth: " like".
Song Youfang squeezed Ting Yun's hand and played with it, waiting for Ting Yun's next words, "Huh?"
The palms were hot and itchy from Song Youfang's rubbing, but Ting Yun didn't want to break away. He lightly tapped the back of Song Youfang's hands with his fingers, "Song Youfang...you haven't... told me..."
After all, Song Youfang didn't say the word "like" first. Ting Yun didn't have any confidence, and stopped halfway through speaking.
Seeing Ting Yun hesitate to speak, Song Youfang looked at him seriously, "What?"
Song Youfang's eyes were deep, so sincere that Ting Yun could easily express his thoughts.
"You never told me...you like me..."
The room was quiet for a few seconds, Song Youfang's breathing became slower, his brows became tighter and tighter, his lips trembled slightly, and the expression of looking at Ting Yun between his brows became more and more obvious. mouth, swallowed it back alive.
Ting Yun's smile gradually froze on his face. Song Youfang's body, body temperature, and even heartbeat and breathing were still within reach. If he wanted to hear Song Youfang's "like", would he be embarrassed like this?
"Ting Yun..." Song Youfang seemed to have made up his mind before calling out Ting Yun's name, "I..."
Ting Yun lowered his eyes and looked into the endless darkness, he grinned dryly, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't say it... Hehe... If Mr. Song really talks about it... Think about it... It's quite unreal... I'll just say whatever..."
When the love is strong, you can't help it, you will forget yourself, Ting Yun thought, Song Youfang is more rational than him, no matter whether he likes it or hates it, he will not speak easily.
That's right, that's for sure.
Ting Yun covered the quilt on her body, turned sideways and tried to hide her embarrassment, "It's late, we should go to bed."
Song Youfang was about to reach out, but Ting Yun only left him with a slender back. The fluff on Ting Yun's cheeks was trembling slightly, which could be clearly seen in the moonlight.
Why... Ting Yun is suddenly unhappy, just because he didn't say he likes him?Must say?
The warmth that had not completely dissipated was crushed to the ground by the strange atmosphere, and Song Youfang stared at Ting Yun's back until he fell asleep.
When he woke up again, Ting Yun still kept his back to him. For some reason, Song Youfang felt that Ting Yun hadn't let go of his anger, and he vented his anger on himself in this silent way.
He also didn't like sleeping with his back turned to him, which was contrary to Ting Yun's docile personality. While Ting Yun was still asleep, he turned him over and hugged him in his arms.
There was a slight movement from outside the door. It should be that the parents got up. Song Youfang woke up Ting Yun in a low voice, "Ting Yun, Ting Yun."
After falling asleep, Ting Yun really forgot what happened last night, but after seeing Song Youfang's face, memories flooded into his mind bit by bit.
Other things were fine, the main reason was his embarrassment, he said "Morning" softly, and then struggled to get up, he didn't even notice that his sleeping position had changed, let alone Song Youfang's suspicion.
They changed their clothes and went out of the bedroom, just in time to bump into their parents and prepare to go out.
"You two got up so early and the lobby hasn't been cleaned up yet. I'll go down with your dad to have a look. Breakfast is on the table, you two remember to eat it."
After his parents left, Song Youfang called his assistant and asked him to ask the driver to go downstairs to help. Of course, the 24-hour assistant had no complaints.
Ting Yun accompanied him to wash up, and heated up the breakfast, "Actually, it doesn't need to be so troublesome, other uncles and aunts will also help clean up."
What happened last night seemed to be over, which made Song Youfang relieved.
After breakfast, the two of them went to the lobby again. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the lobby, the garbage was swept up and piled up together, and the plastic stools were overlapped. Many kitchen utensils were borrowed from the users on the ground floor. They went back one by one.
Someone saw Ting Yun and Song Youfang, and greeted them warmly. Many old people didn't know what Song Youfang's house was like, but they were simply hospitable and kept asking them to come back to play frequently.
There are so many people and the power is strong. Before noon, the lobby was cleaned up, and it was time for Ting Yun and Song Youfang to go home.
After saying goodbye to their parents and neighbors, they left.
In the car, the assistant handed the documents to the back seat. Ting Yun sat behind the co-pilot and went to pick them up, but there were too many things. The notepad was spread out, and he lowered his head to pick it up, but his eyes were attracted by the content on it.
This is obviously a handwritten note, with a clear time, and content similar to "experience", mentioned his name a few times, and Ting Yun read it again and again in the notepad, and then realized that this is Song Youfang's record of his preferences.
"You...how can you remember these..."
Song Youfang took the things calmly, and put the notebook and documents together, "I'm afraid I might miss something, I can't remember if there are too many."
Ting Yun was depressed because of what happened last night, and didn't know how to communicate with Song Youfang, but now his tongue is tied.
The unhappiness of last night seemed insignificant. It was hard for him to imagine how Song Youfang wrote down these contents one stroke at a time. Song Youfang's clumsiness sometimes seemed particularly cute.
Although Song Youfang couldn't express those blunt words, what he did was romantic enough.
The author says:
Running without the ball and giving birth
Song Youfang just remembered the work notes, it’s not that sweet
ellipsis keyword ""
The material of the pajamas is light and thin, and the sensitive waist can capture every detail of the knuckle fingers.
Ting Yun is a person with soft ears and ticklish. The numbness gradually spread from Song Youfang's palm to every corner of his body. fall down.
Fortunately, Song Youfang was quick, grabbed Ting Yun's waist, and pressed him firmly against the door panel.
There was a dull thud when his back hit the door, and he kicked the door panel with his heels. Ting Yun had nowhere to escape, and he put his hands on Song Youfang's shoulders in a panic, and handed over all the weight of his body to Song Youfang.
Neither of them can be regarded as proficient kissers, but Song Youfang has an innate advantage and can still beat Tingyun.
Every guiding action of his can get a tacit response from Ting Yun.
When the tip of the tongue brushes the gap between the lips, Ting Yun will slightly open his mouth, hook the tip of the tongue to the tip of the tongue, Ting Yun will stick out his tongue to actively suck, and the crystal saliva will flow out from the corner of the mouth. When kissing, Ting Yun is not very good at breathing with his nose , the oxygen in his mouth was completely robbed by Song Youfang, he held his breath until his eyes were black and white, his mind was like exploding fireworks, and finally he was really no match for Song Youfang's attack, so he turned his head away, his face flushed and he was panting heavily.
I don't know if other omega are like this, Ting Yun is not too embarrassed to tell Song Youfang that he likes the smell of Song Youfang's pheromone very much.
Not only because of the refreshing smell of gentle lavender, as an omega, Ting Yun also has an unspeakable possessive desire. When exchanging breaths, every breath is the smell of Song Youfang. He is the only one who can get so close to Song Youfang. This is a docile omega Greed that is rarely shown.
Greed is not enough to describe Ting Yun's liking for Song Youfang's pheromones. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is intoxicated. During the days when he was with Song Youfang, he gradually fell into Song Youfang's gentle offensive.
It's just that Mr. Song's ability to express his feelings is limited, and he hasn't said "like" to him until now, let alone "love". He likes to be alone with Song Youfang, and he likes the intimate contact when he is alone. Only the heart is at ease.
Ting Yun had rested enough, and his breathing returned to normal. Song Youfang had the momentum to catch up again.
Thinking that this was at his parents' house and the elders lived in the other room, Ting Yun covered Song Youfang's mouth with his hand, but there was a metallic sound coming from behind him, he glanced down, and Song Youfang locked the door behind him.
"You..." Ting Yun was too shy to speak, would Song Youfang be anxious?
If he wasn't the only one who wanted it, he wouldn't have to be so embarrassed.
……
The red tide on Ting Yun's face hadn't dissipated yet, and Song Youfang's breathing and panting filled his ears. He reached out to touch Song Youfang's forehead, feeling the hot temperature and fine sweat.
He wanted to talk, but at this time, it seemed that saying anything seemed redundant.
"Song Youfang..." So he called out Song Youfang's full name, his voice was hoarse, mixed with inexplicable lust.
After taking off the high-end and exquisite suit, leaving behind those cumbersome identities and responsibilities, what Song Youfang retained was the most primitive and essential impulse of human beings. He wanted to hear Song Youfang say that he liked him.
Ting Yun's fingers wandered across Song Youfang's forehead, wiped off his sweat, and whispered the most intimate words to him.
"Every time I asked you why you married me..." His finger just happened to be on Song Youfang's chin, and he looked at each other, "You said it was fate..."
The word "Fate" is too illusory. There is more luck and less emotion. Ting Yun thinks that Mr. Song, who is serious and serious, will not spend too much time, and he only heard one sentence from his mouth: " like".
Song Youfang squeezed Ting Yun's hand and played with it, waiting for Ting Yun's next words, "Huh?"
The palms were hot and itchy from Song Youfang's rubbing, but Ting Yun didn't want to break away. He lightly tapped the back of Song Youfang's hands with his fingers, "Song Youfang...you haven't... told me..."
After all, Song Youfang didn't say the word "like" first. Ting Yun didn't have any confidence, and stopped halfway through speaking.
Seeing Ting Yun hesitate to speak, Song Youfang looked at him seriously, "What?"
Song Youfang's eyes were deep, so sincere that Ting Yun could easily express his thoughts.
"You never told me...you like me..."
The room was quiet for a few seconds, Song Youfang's breathing became slower, his brows became tighter and tighter, his lips trembled slightly, and the expression of looking at Ting Yun between his brows became more and more obvious. mouth, swallowed it back alive.
Ting Yun's smile gradually froze on his face. Song Youfang's body, body temperature, and even heartbeat and breathing were still within reach. If he wanted to hear Song Youfang's "like", would he be embarrassed like this?
"Ting Yun..." Song Youfang seemed to have made up his mind before calling out Ting Yun's name, "I..."
Ting Yun lowered his eyes and looked into the endless darkness, he grinned dryly, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't say it... Hehe... If Mr. Song really talks about it... Think about it... It's quite unreal... I'll just say whatever..."
When the love is strong, you can't help it, you will forget yourself, Ting Yun thought, Song Youfang is more rational than him, no matter whether he likes it or hates it, he will not speak easily.
That's right, that's for sure.
Ting Yun covered the quilt on her body, turned sideways and tried to hide her embarrassment, "It's late, we should go to bed."
Song Youfang was about to reach out, but Ting Yun only left him with a slender back. The fluff on Ting Yun's cheeks was trembling slightly, which could be clearly seen in the moonlight.
Why... Ting Yun is suddenly unhappy, just because he didn't say he likes him?Must say?
The warmth that had not completely dissipated was crushed to the ground by the strange atmosphere, and Song Youfang stared at Ting Yun's back until he fell asleep.
When he woke up again, Ting Yun still kept his back to him. For some reason, Song Youfang felt that Ting Yun hadn't let go of his anger, and he vented his anger on himself in this silent way.
He also didn't like sleeping with his back turned to him, which was contrary to Ting Yun's docile personality. While Ting Yun was still asleep, he turned him over and hugged him in his arms.
There was a slight movement from outside the door. It should be that the parents got up. Song Youfang woke up Ting Yun in a low voice, "Ting Yun, Ting Yun."
After falling asleep, Ting Yun really forgot what happened last night, but after seeing Song Youfang's face, memories flooded into his mind bit by bit.
Other things were fine, the main reason was his embarrassment, he said "Morning" softly, and then struggled to get up, he didn't even notice that his sleeping position had changed, let alone Song Youfang's suspicion.
They changed their clothes and went out of the bedroom, just in time to bump into their parents and prepare to go out.
"You two got up so early and the lobby hasn't been cleaned up yet. I'll go down with your dad to have a look. Breakfast is on the table, you two remember to eat it."
After his parents left, Song Youfang called his assistant and asked him to ask the driver to go downstairs to help. Of course, the 24-hour assistant had no complaints.
Ting Yun accompanied him to wash up, and heated up the breakfast, "Actually, it doesn't need to be so troublesome, other uncles and aunts will also help clean up."
What happened last night seemed to be over, which made Song Youfang relieved.
After breakfast, the two of them went to the lobby again. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the lobby, the garbage was swept up and piled up together, and the plastic stools were overlapped. Many kitchen utensils were borrowed from the users on the ground floor. They went back one by one.
Someone saw Ting Yun and Song Youfang, and greeted them warmly. Many old people didn't know what Song Youfang's house was like, but they were simply hospitable and kept asking them to come back to play frequently.
There are so many people and the power is strong. Before noon, the lobby was cleaned up, and it was time for Ting Yun and Song Youfang to go home.
After saying goodbye to their parents and neighbors, they left.
In the car, the assistant handed the documents to the back seat. Ting Yun sat behind the co-pilot and went to pick them up, but there were too many things. The notepad was spread out, and he lowered his head to pick it up, but his eyes were attracted by the content on it.
This is obviously a handwritten note, with a clear time, and content similar to "experience", mentioned his name a few times, and Ting Yun read it again and again in the notepad, and then realized that this is Song Youfang's record of his preferences.
"You...how can you remember these..."
Song Youfang took the things calmly, and put the notebook and documents together, "I'm afraid I might miss something, I can't remember if there are too many."
Ting Yun was depressed because of what happened last night, and didn't know how to communicate with Song Youfang, but now his tongue is tied.
The unhappiness of last night seemed insignificant. It was hard for him to imagine how Song Youfang wrote down these contents one stroke at a time. Song Youfang's clumsiness sometimes seemed particularly cute.
Although Song Youfang couldn't express those blunt words, what he did was romantic enough.
The author says:
Running without the ball and giving birth
Song Youfang just remembered the work notes, it’s not that sweet
ellipsis keyword ""
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