不 浪漫 罪名

The author has something to say: Does the CEO wear thermal underwear in winter?

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Song Youfang's shadow was like a giant beast in the dark, he domineeringly blocked the light behind him, and approached Tingyun little by little.

Leaving aside the appeasement effect of pheromone, its main function is to hint at the omega's mind and suppress it physiologically.

Facing Song Youfang's tentative approach, Ting Yun's reason stopped, but he was unable to make any resistance. A force came from his shoulder, and Song Youfang put his hand on his shoulder. The familiar smell of pheromone Closer, taking every breath he took.

People are small in front of pheromones and compatibility, Ting Yun has not considered many things clearly, whether he should just forgive Song Youfang, whether they should start over, whether he should be marked by Song Youfang again.

The dark room, the burning candles, the matching pheromones, and the pressing Alpha left him no time to think. He could feel something soft brushing against his lips, and the moment the tip of his tongue pried his lips open, It seems that the bad relationship between him and Song Youfang should be eased logically.

Ting Yun's heart tightened, and his breathing became difficult. He groped the carpet with his hands, and touched the chestnuts that Song Youfang had peeled for him.

Just when Song Youfang grabbed the back of Ting Yun's head, intending to intensify the kiss, Ting Yun suddenly lowered his head, grabbed the chestnut, and stuffed it into Song Youfang's mouth.

The atmosphere in the room was awkward and funny at once. Ting Yun pressed his forehead against Song Youfang's shoulder, pressed his fingers on the chestnut, and his fingertips were still stuffed into Song Youfang's lips. The moist, hot and soft touch spread from his fingertips to his heart. It’s not even if it comes out, and it’s not even if you don’t pull it out.

"Song Youfang..." Ting Yun refused to look up, closed his eyes tightly, and called out Song Youfang's name with difficulty, "I... haven't forgiven you yet..."

Didn't hear Song Youfang speak, but Ting Yun could clearly feel that Song Youfang breathed a sigh of relief, and then his wrist tightened, and a slight pain came from his fingertips, Song Youfang bit him, the bite was not heavy, and he let go soon his hand.

Hearing a sigh from the top of his head, Song Youfang took out the chestnut from his mouth, "I know, you can't just take advantage of me like this."

Song Youfang opened Ting Yun's palm and inserted his fingers into Ting Yun's, "I'm sorry."

His apology contained many meanings. In addition to apologizing for his rashness, he also apologized to the previous Zong Zong.

Ting Yun still stayed on his chest, without any reaction, he boldly hugged him into his arms again, Ting Yun curled up in front of his chest, his beating heartbeat could be fully conveyed to the other party.

"One sentence of sorry is definitely not enough." Song Youfang leaned on Ting Yun's shoulder and asked softly, "One sentence is not enough, five sentences? Ten sentences? I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Ting Yun's heart was burning hot, his cheeks were burning hot, his brain was burning dizzy, and his rationality, which was hard on the outside and soft on the inside, was vulnerable. He stretched out his hand in a hurry and covered Song Youfang's mouth. There was something in his heart. The voice is shouting, don't say any more.

Song Youfang clearly heard his begging, but refused to back down, kissed his palm, and continued to ask, "A hundred sentences? A thousand sentences? Ten thousand sentences?"

Ting Yun, who had always been passive, finally found a chance to speak, "Stop talking big."

Song Youfang was ecstatic, "Ten thousand sentences! Ting Yun, ten thousand sentences, you will forgive me."

Ting Yun was caught off guard by the absurd way of summing up. He put his hand on Song Youfang's chest, and there seemed to be something stuck in his throat.

"Just talking about it, it's too cheap for me." Song Youfang squeezed Ting Yun's fingers, "Just this time, I know I was wrong, I will definitely remember it."

The force of the hand on the chest to push back was much weaker. Song Youfang knew that Ting Yun was shaken. Ting Yun's hesitation was his opportunity. It is true.

The scorching temperature and the familiar pheromone made Song Youfang's nose sore, and his eyes blinked a few times.

The body temperature and trembling were so clear, Ting Yun held the shirt fabric around Song Youfang's waist with his hands, and wanted to struggle a few times, but his hands hugged Song Youfang's back uncontrollably.

The endless night and the wanton warmth left the two lonely people defenseless. Ting Yun's heart was in a mess, but he was unusually calm. He hadn't been hugged by Song Youfang for a long time, and he hadn't felt the embrace of Alpha for a long time. .

He is an elk who has suffered from hunters, and he still believes in the gentleness of hunters.

Ting Yun could feel the trembling under his palms, and his thin shirt was a little wet. He looked up at Song Youfang, and only then realized that the temperature in the room had dropped a lot.

He wanted to struggle out of Song Youfang's arms, but Song Youfang refused to let go no matter what.

"You...you let go of me first...don't you bring any luggage?"

Song Youfang tightened his arms, "No." He came in such a hurry that he didn't bring anything.

Song Youfang couldn't wear his own clothes, so Ting Yun turned his attention to the blanket on the other side of the bed, "I don't have any clothes to lend you, just take the blanket and make do with it."

After confirming that Ting Yun would not leave, Song Youfang let him go. After taking the blanket, Song Youfang acted like a good boy and wrapped himself and Ting Yun tightly in the blanket to prevent Ting Yun from refusing. Sentence, "Ting Yun, it's a little cold."

Ting Yun's heart was so soft that there was nothing more effective than pity. He didn't know what he could do for Song Youfang, but he just quietly rubbed the back of Song Youfang's hands under the blanket, and the scalding temperature could warm Song Youfang's heart.

There was hot and humid air blowing on the ear pot, Song Youfang was kissing him, the kiss was indistinct, every click was in the end, it was uncontrollable, it was hard to control, from the ears to the back of the neck, he shrank his neck sensitively, Song Youfang Immediately stopped, took a deep breath of the long-lost pheromone.

"Ting Yun, I miss you very much."

It snowed all night outside the window. On such a cold night, the only thing that is warmest in this winter night is embracing your lover.

When he woke up the next day, the circuit was still being repaired, and Song Youfang lived up to expectations with a cold, a sore throat, dizziness, and a cough accompanied by a runny nose.

Ting Yun dug out the prepared cold medicine from the luggage and asked Song Youfang to take it, "I don't know when it will be fixed..."

Because of the power outage, many tourists lost their interest in traveling and packed their bags early in the morning to go home.

"How about we go back too?" Song Youfang coughed out his lungs after saying a few words.

Ting Yun looked at him worriedly, "Can you leave like this?"

At Song Youfang's insistence, the two returned home on the 28th of the year. Ting Yun accompanied him to see a doctor, and then sent him home to settle down.

"Remember to take the medicine, I'll go back first." Ting Yun said.

Song Youfang held Ting Yun's hand stubbornly. The trip to the hotel was like a fairy tale. He didn't want to go back home, so he woke up from the dream, "Can I find you?"

Ting Yun pursed his lips and did not promise Song Youfang, "You should take care of your illness first."