I fell in love after being bitten by mosquitoes

When Lu Jianshi closed himself in the water and spit out bubbles for half an hour, his skin and flesh were all red, and he finally left the bathroom in a daze.

Qin Guo and Song Yi, who were watching the drama in the living room, had already returned to their rooms, and the manor was quiet.

Lu Jianshi went up to the second floor, and subconsciously glanced at the next door before entering the room, Wen Zhi's door was closed tightly.

He stopped, and stood blankly outside Wenzhi's door for two or three seconds, finally bit his lip, and went into his room without looking back.

He didn't know that behind that door, Wen Zhi was sitting on the ground and drinking, with empty wine bottles piled up at his feet.

Wen Zhi turned off his mobile phone and used alcohol to dissolve the unacceptable reality.

After entering his room, Lu Jianshi's face changed, the room was full of traces of the two people's life during this period, Lu Jianshi buckled the door lock with his backhand, and leaned against the door without strength.

He thought, probably from now on, Wen Zhi would not be willing to come over to drink and sleep with him.

When Lu saw it, he scratched his head irritably, and simply put Wen Zhi's supplies back into the cabinet again, his movements were very agile.

Because he already had thoughts about Wenzhi that he shouldn't have, he thought that what he did tonight couldn't be justified by losing control of his heat.

Although both of them are alphas, playing hooligans is just being hooligans, there is no distinction between alpha and omega.

Lu Jianshi decided to wait for Wen Zhi to recover a little bit, and then apologize sincerely. As for the ulterior throbbing and desire... let time slowly pass away.

When I met Lu, I swallowed two sleeping pills and didn't want to go to sleep.

But this sleep was not solid. In the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up without warning, and couldn't fall asleep after waking up.

When Lu Jianshi was tumbling for a while, the more he rolled, the more he became more energetic, and strange thoughts came to his mind. He simply got up and poured wine to type, but less than half an hour later, he suddenly heard a crackling sound from the next room, like The sound of wine bottles being knocked over was not too small.

He paused while typing, hesitated for a moment, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Wen Zhi——

"What's wrong?"

Wen Zhi didn't reply in seconds as usual, and there was no 'typing in progress', so he didn't believe it after waiting for 5 minutes, so he just put his phone at hand and continued typing.

After another 10 minutes, there was another sound of glass shattering next door, and Lu Jianshi's hand that coded the words stopped again.

"Xiaozhi, are you drinking?"

Long wait, long no reply message.

When I met Lu, I felt that I was disgusted by this appearance. Is it interesting to concentrate on listening to the next door in the middle of the night?What kind of perverted behavior is this?

He understands the truth, but he can no longer concentrate on coding.

When Lu Jianshi scolded himself in his heart, he simply jumped onto the bed and rolled around in the soft blanket...

To knock on the door or not...

Knock or not...

no knocking...

go…

When Lu saw it, he sat up straight, changed his clothes and walked to the door of Wenzhi's room in three steps and two steps.

Even through the door, he could smell the strong smell of alcohol in the room, he frowned, and thought to himself what is wrong with this kid and he doesn't want to talk about it, what's the matter with drinking...

bang bang bang-

His movements were light, but the rhythm was unmistakably anxious.

bang bang bang-

It took three knocks in the room to respond, with a dry and hoarse voice: "Brother Lu?"

Lu met: "It's me, have you drunk?"

"No, I only drank a little." Wen Zhi's voice was lazy and hoarse, and he drank a lot as soon as he heard it, "Brother Lu, what's the matter?"

When Lu met, he was a little guilty: "It's nothing, I just heard a noise, I'm afraid you won't be happy after drinking..."

Wen Zhi was right next to the door, and a low laugh came from behind the door: "I'm quite unhappy."

Lu choked when he saw him, and bit his lip in embarrassment: "Xiao Zhi, what happened in the woods today... I'm sorry for offending you."

Wen Zhi, who was half-drunk behind the door, didn't speak. When Lu saw him, he continued, "But if you have any complaints, please speak up. We can beat you up. Don't drink yourself."

After a pause, he added, "I can drink with you."

Wen Zhi said hoarsely: "Brother Lu, I'm not angry with you, it's just..."

On the contrary, what Lu Jian did was what he expected, but...

Now he can't accept himself, let alone reveal his sincerity to the road with such an identity.

When Lu saw it, he swallowed nervously: "Just what?"

Wen Zhi smiled drunkenly: "It's my own problem, sorry."

When Lu saw it, he frowned and asked worriedly: "Xiao Zhi, can you let me in?"

Wen Zhi was silent for a moment: "I'm sorry, I want... to be by myself first."

When Lu Jian opened his mouth outside the door, he hesitated to speak, and finally said lightly: "Okay, if you have anything to help, just say it."

"Okay..." Wen Zhi replied in a low voice, "Go back to sleep."

Lu Jianshi stood outside the door for a while, and when he heard that there was no sound in the house, he walked into the house with a depressed face.

He hadn't taken two steps away when the door behind him suddenly clicked.

When the road met, he stopped and turned his head.

Wen Zhi opened the door, and the eyes of the two collided with each other like arrows through the darkness.

Because of drinking too much wine, Wen Zhi's eyes were wet, and complicated emotions could be vaguely seen flashing under the glistening water.

It seems to be afraid, it seems to be confused, and there is also a bit of aggressiveness.

When Lu saw him, he couldn't help frowning: "Xiaozhi, what the hell are you... eh?"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Zhi grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the room. He didn't resist, and still brought him into Wen Zhi's arms by the sense of weightlessness.

Wen Zhi smelled of alcohol all over his body, his whole body was like a jar of hot spirits.

He didn't speak, and anxiously pulled off Lu Jianshi's collar roughly, exposing the back of his white and slender neck in the darkness.

Wen Zhi moved closer and closer again, breathing wetly on the square inch of the gland.

When I saw the road, I felt the danger, but I endured it from the beginning to the end and did not make the slightest act of resistance.

He thought that Wen Zhi would retaliate with an eye, so he bit back and let it out.

Just bite and bite, he admits it.

The expected sharp pain did not come, and Lu was startled when he saw it, and the warm and dry touch covered his glands.

Wen Zhi's fingers were carefully stroking the deep and shallow red dots on it, and his expression of earnest research did not show any lust|lust, but seemed to be studying some precision instrument.

"Is it itchy?"

"what?"

"Here, here, and here." Wen Zhi touched the mosquito print with his hand.

His voice was low and smelled of intoxicating alcohol, which made Lu feel numb when he heard it.

"It doesn't itch so much, it's much better..." Wen Zhi, who was drunk, lit the mosquito bag and asked, Lu was a little confused when he saw it.

What on earth is this little drunk trying to say?

"Hmm..." Wen Zhi's voice was soft but firm, "I'm sorry."

Lu was stunned when he saw her: "Eh? For what?"

"Bite you." Wen Zhi said.

Lu was even more confused when he saw her: "Didn't I bite you?"

Wen Zhi drank a few more sips of wine, he was so drunk that he finally couldn't hold back his drunkenness, he smiled vaguely: "I bit you, all the time..."

"I've always... always wanted to bite you."

"How to say?" Lu Jianshi's heart skipped a beat.

Wen Zhi lowered his hands and sat on the sofa with a thud, the smile on his face deepened: "Brother Lu..."

"I'm here, tell me." Lu sat beside him when he met.

Wen Zhi glanced at him, said sorry again, then limp and fell drunk on the sofa.

"Xiaozhi?" Lu Jianshi patted his face lightly.

Wen Zhi's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Good night..."

He finally drank himself unconscious.

The author has something to say: Wenzhi: Does it itch?I bite.

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A little less QAQ today

感谢在2020-08-1819:26:53~2020-08-1923:15:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 2 jijigugu;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: youth, ignorance of love;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Xuanji is still thinking about it, 5 bottles of Juli Juli;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!