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They looked at each other, Song Youfang's seriousness made Ting Yun laugh first.

Song Youfang was not reconciled, he thought his piety was not enough to impress Ting Yun, put his hands on Ting Yun's shoulders, and said with a more solemn expression: "I love you."

Song Youfang squeezed Ting Yun's shoulder so painfully, he gently pressed the big hand on the shoulder, "I heard it."

Song Youfang was a little discouraged, this was not the answer he expected, and he looked at Ting Yun relentlessly.

"What's the matter?" Ting Yun pretended not to understand what Song Youfang meant, and asked knowingly.

"You..." Song Youfang paused, and then he boldly expressed his thoughts, "Shouldn't you tell me that you love me too?"

Ting Yun tilted his head, with a smile on his face, deliberately putting on airs, "No."

"Ting Yun." Song Youfang became a little anxious, he leaned closer to Ting Yun, but Ting Yun didn't dodge, with the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, it seemed that needless to say "I love you", he was acquiescing to all his next actions.

The escape stairs were voice-activated lights, there was no sound for a long time, and the dim light went out, Song Youfang lifted his chin slightly, his lips touched together, he could feel Ting Yun's breathing slowed down.

The concentration of pheromones is getting thicker and thicker, the long-lost lemon smell is particularly fresh, but Song Youfang has an inexplicable urge to fight back, this is his instinct, the more active the omega pheromone is, the alpha hidden in his heart The desire to conquer is more difficult to control.

Their kiss was just slowly rubbing their lips against theirs. Ting Yun opened his eyes with some doubts, and Song Youfang let go of him just at this time.

"I've got a cold." Song Youfang still couldn't finish it, "I'll infect you."

"Fake hypocrisy..." The reason why Ting Yun said that Song Youfang was hypocritical was because the big hand resting on his gland was always stroking gently.

Ting Yun is ticklish, and the spine from the glands to the back is extremely sensitive. When Song Youfang touched him, he couldn't help but want to back away, but there was a wall behind him, and there was no way to escape.

The caress of the gland is a kind of sex/suggestion, which is more intimate and subtle than kissing and hugging, like candlelight through the window paper, which can be broken at a touch.

It has been snowing continuously these days, and the corridor is also humid. The smell of salty humidity is not very pleasant. Fortunately, with Song Youfang's pheromone, it is not too difficult.

There was no kiss, and the two of them were chatting one after another. Ting Yun held the notebook and gently pressed it against Song Youfang's chest, asking nonsense nonsense.

Song Youfang's answer was also very sticky, he always used "um" to perfunctory Ting Yun, and his deep voice echoed in the whole corridor.

This feeling was too intimate, too inseparable, and he said he couldn't kiss, but Song Youfang still kissed Ting Yun's cheek with a duplicity.

Ting Yun would lean close to Song Youfang's chest and rub lightly, this move was undoubtedly a silent encouragement.

It was Ting Yun's cell phone that interrupted them. When the screen turned on, the light shone through the pocket of his coat. Ting Yun looked at the caller ID, it was not his parents, but Ah Mu.

He supported Song Youfang's shoulder, turned his body slightly, leaving his back to Song Youfang, and said softly, "I'll answer the phone."

Song Youfang couldn't see Ting Yun's face, so he could only stick to Ting Yun's back, and put his arms around Ting Yun's waist. Ting Yun, who was on the phone, acquiesced in his actions.

"Hello?" The smell of lavender made Ting Yun very relaxed, and he couldn't help but lean on Song Youfang's chest.

The corridor was very quiet, and Song Youfang could hear the voice on the phone clearly.

"Ting Yun, my uncle called me just now, saying that we are together. He called me after your call was not answered. Where are you?"

Ting Yun was startled, and couldn't help but clutched the hands on his waist, "Then what did you say?"

"What else can I say, I will definitely help you hide it first, which wild alpha are you with?"

Ah Mu's emotional experience is richer than Ting Yun's, and his sensitivity to such things is also extremely high. Ting Yun can't help but look back at the "wild alpha" in Ah Mu's mouth.

Song Youfang's expression didn't change much, but the bridge of his nose was slightly raised and his eyelids were drooping.

Seeing that Ting Yun didn't speak, Ah Mu immediately said again: "Are you really with Alpha? You're not at home during Chinese New Year, what are you doing outside?"

Ting Yun, who hadn't done anything, became awkward when Ah Mu said it, and really felt that he had done something with Song Youfang.

On the phone, Ah Mu became verbose, and warned Ting Yun that he had undergone a cleaning operation, so he couldn't forget the pain when the scars healed, and he had to be careful in choosing alpha, and he couldn't be unkind again.

Ting Yun boldly looked at Song Youfang's face, even his eyes became meaningful.

Song Youfang's face became more and more ugly, and finally he couldn't help but took Ting Yun's cell phone, and hung up A Mu's call in dismay.

"What are you doing?" Ting Yun laughed.

What else could Song Youfang do, he was in pain when he was talked about, and he couldn't let Ah Mu continue talking, what if he was shaken by telling Ting Yun.

He vowed: "I won't meet anyone unkind again."

Ting Yun was stunned, his eyebrows and eyes couldn't help but curled up, he touched the back of Song Youfang's hand, and praised: "You have made great progress, Mr. Song."

When the two came out of the corridor, Ting Yun called his father, who said they were on their way back.

Song Youfang's car parked on the street across the community, Ting Yun sent him to the door, he was reluctant to leave.

"My dad and the others are coming back soon."

Song Youfang felt bad for hiding. He knew that it would be difficult for Ting Yun to explain to his parents now. In short, it was all his own doing, and he couldn't force Ting Yun too much.

Ting Yun's wrist hurt from Song Youfang's pinching. He squeezed Song Youfang's fingers, took a step forward, and kissed Song Youfang's lips. The soft touch was fleeting.

"Can I go now?"

This kiss was like a reassurance, Song Youfang said "Yes", and waited for Tingyun to enter the gate of the community before he drove away.

Ah Mu lived a little far from the garage. Dr. Liang parked the car, made a big circle, and planned to go upstairs. The figure in the night looked familiar, like Ting Yun.

Before he could call Ting Yun to stop, the alpha beside Ting Yun made him give up the idea of ​​calling someone.

Song Youfang.

They walked in a bit of a hurry, didn't stop until they got out of the gate of the community, and lingered beside a car on the side of the road for a long time, they didn't know what they said, only Ting Yun kissed Song Youfang on tiptoe.

When Ting Yun returned home, his face was still hot, and he didn't think of Ah Mu until after he took a shower.

There were several messages on the phone screen, "Do you still dare to hang up on me?"

"Which alpha is it?"

After these two messages, after about ten minutes, there was another one below.

"Song Youfang???" Just looking at the three "?" is enough to show Ah Mu's shock.

Ting Yun went to the bed, Ah Mu can pinch and count, so he can guess it anyway.