不 浪漫 罪名

"It's a pity that the notebook is with you." Song Youfang said without thinking, and Ting Yun was confused when he heard it. He couldn't help but raised his head in Song Youfang's arms. I couldn't hide my joy, "This game is quite effective, I can write it down."

Ting Yun felt angry and funny for a while, Song Youfang always couldn't change his attitude of giving work reports, he couldn't help pinching Song Youfang's waist, "Are you...are you finished?"

Song Youfang wasn't sure if Ting Yun was really angry, or if he was just pretending to be angry, so he obediently kept his mouth shut, buried his face in Ting Yun's shoulder, and took a deep breath.

The terrifying atmosphere around him suddenly became ambiguous. The strong lemon smell stimulated his sense of smell, making his canine teeth ready to move. He couldn't help tightening his arms, and his big hands went deep into the sweater, stroking Ting Yun's cheeks through the thin autumn clothes. spine.

Ting Yun is ticklish, and every time his palm moves an inch, he will struggle uncontrollably, like a fish stranded on the shore, unable to survive strong winds and waves, because it will be easily caught by the fisherman.

The numbness also followed Song Youfang's hand, extending from the back of the neck all the way down. Ting Yun was so tense that his shoulders swelled up, his hair stood on end, he bit his lip, his throat was dry and astringent, and he kept yelling to stop.

Song Youfang's stroking didn't last long, and the palm stayed on the lower back, so it didn't cross the boundary any further.

Ting Yun felt dizzy from being suppressed by himself, and as Song Youfang stopped moving, he also heaved a sigh of relief, and when he breathed in the fresh air, his eyes were completely white.

The living room was very quiet, Song Youfang's Adam's apple was rolling, like a bullet being loaded, he could hear his sigh from deep in his chest, and it took him a long time to speak, "Ting Yun, when can you stay?"

Ting Yun's face became hot, and the blood flow all over his body accelerated, and a layer of sweat oozes from his forehead unconsciously.

The pheromone was too deceptive and could confuse people, he didn't know how to answer Song Youfang.

Song Youfang's way of asking was also very clever. He put the initiative in Ting Yun's hands. It seemed that Ting Yun had the initiative, but in fact he was pressing harder and harder.

"I don't know..." Ting Yun was like a mimosa, desperately trying to hide himself, he pushed Song Youfang's chest, but didn't push it away.

Song Youfang chased after him, and the hot air he exhaled touched Ting Yun's earlobe, "I don't know... when was that?"

They all said they didn't know, how could Ting Yun answer.

Who knows, Song Youfang said with a little disappointment, "Can I just send you to the gate of the community today?"

For some reason, Ting Yun wanted to rub Song Youfang's head, wanted to promise something to him, but was afraid that he would be too boastful and could not keep it, "Wait a minute, I have to make my parents prepare."

Song Youfang squeezed Tingyun's back unwillingly, "Yes."

"Let go of me a little...strangle me..."

"Huh?" Song Youfang clearly heard it clearly, and still played tricks on him.

Ting Yun held Song Youfang's cheek with his hands, Song Youfang couldn't kiss him even if he wanted to, so he could only wrap his fingers around his lips.

The atmosphere in the living room was sticky. The moment Tingyun's phone vibrated, both of them were stunned for a second. Looking at the lit screen, Song Youfang reluctantly let go.

Ting Yun glanced at the caller ID, and mouthed something to Song Youfang, "It's my father."

Dad didn't call for anything else, just to ask Ting Yun when he would come home. Ting Yun saw the time, it was already so late, no wonder his father called specially.

It's not convenient to talk to Dad, and it's too convenient to talk to Song Youfang. Ting Yun inexplicably lowered his voice, even Dad was influenced by him, and said mysteriously: "Are you two still together?"

"Father..." Ting Yun said helplessly, "I'll be home soon."

Song Youfang leaned over to the phone, and could vaguely hear his father's voice. His inner possessiveness was at work, he played with Ting Yun's palm vigorously, and then kissed Ting Yun's cheek.

Ting Yun, who was focused on perfunctory father, didn't take this kiss to heart, and let Song Youfang mess around, but the hot and humid feeling on his face spread from his cheeks to the tip of his nose, his eyes darkened, and then reached the center of his eyebrows.

Only then did Ting Yun come to his senses, he hurriedly said goodbye to his father, "I'll be right back..."

After hanging up the phone, he rubbed his cheeks, the back of his hands felt sticky, "I'm going home."

"I send you."

The car stopped at the gate of the community, Song Youfang was very disciplined, and unbuckled Tingyun's seat belt, "I'll take you in? Just go downstairs."

Ting Yun shook his head, just now he received a call from his father on the way, if his parents were worried and came down to pick him up, wouldn't it be a hit.

Song Youfang didn't insist, "Call me when you get home."

The two said good night to each other before Ting Yun briskly ran towards the gate.

Only a few street lights at the entrance of the community are good, and it is pitch black inside. It is too late, and no one is walking in the community. Except for the rustling wind, there is hardly any other sound. Ting Yun suddenly remembered the Song Youfang played games at home, and goosebumps came from the soles of his feet to his scalp.

It just so happened that the message from Dad came again, Ting Yun hurriedly replied, "I'm downstairs", and just as the message was sent, Song Youfang's phone call followed.

"Are you home?" Song Youfang still didn't leave at the gate of the community, Ting Yun had only been away for a minute, he was just looking for an excuse to take the initiative to call.

"How can I get home so soon?" Ting Yun complained, and when he heard Song Youfang's voice, he felt inexplicably safe, "Are you leaving?"

"I'll leave when you get in the elevator."

It was so sticky, Ting Yun couldn't help slowing down, walking too fast, there was no signal when he got into the elevator, although he could still talk to Song Youfang when he got home, but it didn't affect him being reluctant to hang up now.

The two of them talked one after another, and the fear in Ting Yun's heart also faded away, and the light from their hall could be seen from a distance.

"I'm almost there."

As soon as the words were finished, a black shadow rushed out of Ting Yun's eyes, he gasped and exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Song Youfang asked immediately.

Ting Yun covered his chest, he could feel his beating heartbeat, "The wild cats in the neighborhood scare me."

Song Youfang breathed a sigh of relief, "Not to mention that the supporting facilities around this community are not complete, and the location is a little far away. The thing about Alpha following you earlier made me feel lingering fear."

Ting Yun let out a "puchi" laugh, and joked, "Is Alpha following me, or you..."

Song Youfang waited for Ting Yun to make fun of him, but his voice stopped abruptly on the phone. He waited for a while before he came back to his senses, "Ting Yun?"

No one responded to him on the phone, so he shouted again, "Ting Yun!"

What responded to Song Youfang was the rustling of the phone.