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Although Aoki agreed, Chu Feimu couldn't be too straightforward, so he suggested: "Why don't you go to the movies first?"

Aoki was instantly happy, but he didn't show it too obviously.

He already liked watching movies, and often watched midnight shows alone.

One is that there are few people, and no one discusses the plot while watching a movie;

The two took a taxi to a nearby shopping mall, and the cinema was on the fifth floor.

Chu Feimu went to buy tickets, Aoki bought drinks, and then they met.

Chu Feimu shook the two tickets in his hand, as if he had done something to be proud of: "Lovers, if you are tired, you can lie down and sleep for a while."

Aoki thought it was good, followed Chu Feimu to the couple's hall, and asked casually, "What movie?"

While looking for a seat, Chu Feimu said, ""Deep Swimming", literary films, and horror films are sold out."

Aoki nodded regretfully, and sat next to Chu Feimu.

The hall is small, with a total of less than 50 double seats. The backrest is extremely high and dark red, and no one can be seen from the front, back, left, and right sides. It is very suitable for young couples to date. It is quiet and has a strong sense of privacy.

When the movie started, Chu Feimu quietly held Aoki's hand, and rubbed it repeatedly in the palm of his hand like pinching cotton candy.

Aoki doesn't dislike it, but he doesn't particularly like it either. He always feels a bit like an elder pinching a child's face during the Chinese New Year, and he is afraid that Chu Feimu will say "You don't see any fat, come on, let me see, are you fat?"

Fortunately, Chu Feimu just concentrated on watching the movie and didn't say a word, otherwise his goodwill would be mostly lost.

At the beginning of the movie, a female Omega with an eye-catching figure, like a gorgeous mermaid, jumped into the water, and an Alpha on the beach was watching her attentively through sunglasses.

After a while, I suddenly opened my arms, took off my sunglasses, moved a few times, walked a few steps forward, squatted into the water, covered my ears with my fingers, slowly opened my eyes in the water, and then jumped on the water suddenly. Shore, looking around for that female Omega.

It's a literary film, even Aoki gets sleepy after watching it.

Normally, this kind of movie can be watched, but today, two adult men who are about 1.8 meters tall are stuck in the car, unable to stretch their hands and feet, and they are really tired.

Watching a literary film right now is like listening to a lullaby, Aoki half-closed his eyes, his eyelids couldn't help drooping, he blinked a few times, trying to drive away the drowsiness, but on the contrary, he became even more sleepy, almost unable to hold on.

After shaking his body a few times, he woke up suddenly, and kept falling on the armrest of the sofa, which was just right for him to sleep on.

Chu Feimu was also sleepy, so he took off his coat with all his strength, put it on the armrest of the sofa, and then supported Aoki's head, let him lean on it gently, and said softly: "I'm afraid you don't want to lean on my shoulder, first squint After a while, let's go after you have had enough rest."

Aoki closed his eyes and nodded, his eyelids were so heavy that he just wanted to sleep for a while.

At first it felt a bit cold and uncomfortable, but after a while it suddenly warmed up, like a cat's meat cushion, with an automatic heating function.

With the tip of Qingmu's nose on it, he sniffed and opened his eyes slightly. It turned out to be Chu Feimu's palm, with clear lines and warm to the touch.

Chu Feimu's posture was awkward, his upper body was tilted towards Aoki's side, he stretched out a hand, and placed it under Aoki's head.

Aoki closed his eyes and continued to sleep. He always felt that he could not sleep well, and he was afraid that he would fall asleep completely, so he pressed Chu Feimu's hands numbly.

Chu Feimu continued to watch the movie, and within 10 minutes, Aoki sat up suddenly, holding Chu Feimu's coat, staring blankly ahead, as if he hadn't slept well and hadn't woken up.

Chu Feimu hastily closed his eyes, and leaned towards Aoki, trying to pretend to be asleep.

I thought that Aoki would push him away without hesitation, but unexpectedly he gently supported his head, leaned on his shoulder, then sat up straight, staring at the movie screen expressionlessly, as if nothing happened .

Actually Chu Feimu didn't want to sleep, but wanted to test Aoki's reaction.

It seems that Aoki is also moved by him.

Halfway through the movie, the male protagonist jumped into the bone-cold sea water again, closed his eyes tightly, and a few rust-red light spots flashed in front of his eyes, and someone stretched out his hands from the depths of the sea to meet him.

Opening his eyes, red spots criss-crossed on the faces of the two of them, and their bodies kept sinking.

Chu Feimu sat upright all of a sudden, and Aoki's shoulders trembled unconsciously. They both felt the feeling of shivering in the icy sea water.

It was close to twelve o'clock in the morning when they came out of the movie theater. The two found a hotel across the street and planned to leave for one night.

A total of two adjacent rooms were opened, Qing Mu went upstairs first, Chu Feimu finished smoking downstairs before going up.

Aoki held a plastic bag in his hand, which contained the clothes of the two of them and the big underpants that were changed after wearing them for a minute.

On the 11th floor, there are two rooms 1104 and 1105, and Aoki chose 1104.

Swipe the card to enter the room, and the environment is clear at a glance, with a double bed, a single wardrobe, and a wall-mounted TV.

Fortunately, clean and tidy, no strange smell.

Aoki called the front desk and told him to come over later and send the clothes to dry cleaning.

Hanging up the phone, thinking about it, went straight into the bathroom, glanced at the white bathrobe, frowned, it smelled of a strong disinfectant, it might as well be disposable.

When he came out of the shower, he was wearing the white T-shirt he had just put on in the afternoon, and the big underpants that hadn't had time to get lucky.

While wiping his hair, there was a knock on the door.

The towel on the green wood head opened the door, no surprises, it was Chu Feimu.

Holding the cigarette case in his hand, Chu Feimu leaned against the door, first glanced at Aoki's thigh, and then lied solemnly: "The faucet in my room is broken, and water keeps flowing out."

Aoki just wanted to speak, but was interrupted directly.

"I called the front desk, but there is no room available." Looking up, he looked at Aoki innocently, and asked deliberately: "What should I do?"

Aoki was stunned for a second, and continued to wipe his head as if nothing had happened, but he didn't intend to let Chu Feimu in.

After rubbing her hair twice, she suddenly pulled the towel off her head, revealing a smooth and pretty forehead.

From Chu Feimu's point of view, the skin on Aoki's cheeks is white, tender and transparent, as if he has no pores, and the hair on his forehead hangs down, making him look younger and fresher.

Chu Feimu took the towel and continued to rub Aoki's hair.

Aoki was thinking about something, scratched his cheek and said: "How about we change hotels?"

Then he said, "Wait a minute, I'll go change my clothes."

When he turned around, Chu Feimu had already come in on his own initiative, standing by the bed with his chest folded, watching Aoki bend over and take off his pants.

As soon as his hand touched the waist of his trousers, Aoki felt a little awkward.

As soon as he turned around, Chu Feimu was right in front of him, and the down on his face seemed to be pressed comfortably by Chu Feimu's gentle breathing.

Chu Feimu sat on the bed suddenly, with his legs wide open, his arms backward, and leaning against the bed, staring straight at Aoki without any concealment, without saying a word.

The meaning is obvious, you take off yours, I look at mine.

The hair on Aoki's forehead fell down to the corners of the eyes, feeling a little itchy, scratched it a few times, closed his eyes and said: "Why don't you sleep in my room, and I'll sleep in yours."

Chu Feimu leaned forward, looked at Aoki from bottom to top, Aoki was so hair-stricken, he couldn't help looking himself up and down.

Isn't it just wearing a pair of shorts, two big men, and both are Alpha, it's nothing.

He misinterpreted Chu Feimu's meaning, and handed Chu Feimu another pair of big pants in the plastic bag: "Here, you take a shower and change into it, I checked, the bathrobe is too dirty, it just fits into pajama pants gone."

Chu Feimu raised his eyes and smiled lightly, then slowly got up.

Viewed from the side, Chu Feimu's figure completely covered Qingmu's body, and the figures of the two overlapped closely, very intimately.

Chu Feimu smiled ambiguously, sat back on the bed, and suddenly grasped Aoki's thighs with both hands, like two pieces of continuously heating irons, firmly pressing on the skin of the legs.

"Why are you not afraid at all?" Chu Feimu teased.

Aoki was puzzled: "What are you afraid of?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will do something to you?" Chu Feimu groped along while saying vague words.

As nimble as a pianist's nimble fingers, Aoki felt his head go numb.

He pushed Chu Feimu's hand away calmly, turned his head away, not wanting to be subdued: "They're all Alphas, what should I be afraid of?"

In fact, he really didn't know what to fear.

Chu Feimu leaned back, raised his calf slightly, touched Aoki's calf, and quickly retracted it.

The skin of Aoki's calf was cool and smooth.

Chu Feimu couldn't help touching it again, but Aoki didn't react too much, as if he didn't slow down, he just rubbed back and forth.

Aoki frowned displeased: "What are you doing? Playing the violin?"

Chu Feimu retracted his feet, stretched out his hands and raised his head high, making a gesture of begging for mercy.

Standing up, he took the big pair of underpants from Aoki's hand, frowned in disgust, and walked to the bathroom with them.

When approaching the door, he turned to Aoki and said, "I'll sleep in your room at night."

Afraid that Aoki didn't understand, he pointed at himself, then at Aoki, and finally got off the bed: "You, me, we all sleep here."

While Aoki was in a daze, digesting the meaning of this sentence repeatedly, he added another sentence: "Anyway, you said it, two Alphas, what's there to be afraid of."

Then he tore off the T-shirt on his body, took two steps backwards, passed Aoki's shoulder, and threw it directly onto the bed.

Chu Feimu is very thin, but very lean, like top-quality beef, without excess fat or fat, and a piece of meat is not too long. Every muscle in his body has edges and corners, which are shaped and indispensable. Natural talent, coupled with acquired targeted training.

When the shoulder brushed against Aoki, there was a surprising arrogance.

Aoki didn't feel offended, but felt that the presence of this person in front of him was too strong, as if he wanted to forcefully invade his past, even every inch of his skin, every breath.

Aoki secretly lifted the T-shirt and took a look. He was also thin. Compared with Chu Feimu, he could at most have developed a layer of sexy and seductive muscles.

After such a comparison, I feel exhausted and doomed, as if I am going to a doomed defeat.

It is perfectly normal for men, especially Alphas, to compare their lower abs.

Chu Feimu shouted through the bathroom door: "Put my T-shirt on the bed, lest you think the sheets are dirty."

Aoki lifted the quilt and took a look at the sheets. It was white and looked quite clean, but it had been rinsed countless times, and it exuded a faint smell of bleach.

Spread the T-shirt on top and lie down on it.

After about 10 minutes, someone knocked on the door, it should be room service.

Just when Aoki was about to get out of bed, Chu Feimu came out of the bathroom. The moment he opened the door, a layer of white hot air was released, like white mist, which was washed away when it was cold.

Aoki took the remote control of the air conditioner and turned it up a few degrees.

Chu Feimu took the clothes and pants that the two had changed and walked towards the door.

The door was only a crack open.

When I came back, I was holding a box of freshly cut fruits, including big cherries, cantaloupe and watermelon, which were neatly stacked and placed in a transparent glass box.

Aoki asked: "Did the clothes be sent for dry cleaning?"

Chu Feimu grunted a dull sound, walked back and took out a piece of watermelon from the box, took a big bite, and handed the rest of the fruit to Aoki.

Aoki was stunned for a moment: "You called to run errands?"

Chu Feimu responded vaguely, and then said, "I'm afraid you will be thirsty at night."

Aoki lowered his head and forked a strawberry and said, "Thank you."

Chu Feimu turned off the headlight with a snap, then turned on the bedside lamp, sat on the side of the bed with his back to Aoki, and turned to look at him sideways.

The distance between the two was very close, so close that Aoki could see the tiny hairs on Chu Feimu's shoulders.

Only then did he realize that Chu Feimu was shirtless, and his neat abdominal muscles fluctuated slightly with each breath.

I especially want to touch it.

The clothes were sent for dry cleaning, the white T-shirt was under Aoki's buttocks, there was indeed nothing to wear.

Aoki looked away, awkwardly picked up the remote control, and turned it up a few more degrees.

But Chu Feimu snatched the remote control and said, "It's not cold, if you don't believe me touch it, I'm quite hot."

Aoki was caught by Chu Feimu and pressed his hand on his abdominal muscles. Aoki didn't dare to move. The fluctuation of his heartbeat and the rate of Chu Feimu's breathing gradually coincided, for fear of accidentally shooting the gun.

Aoki thought about it, the two Alphas might not be able to do anything, but at any rate, both of them have grown what men should have, and they may not be able to withstand teasing.

He retracted his hand as if inadvertently, picked up the mineral water bottle on the bedside table, unscrewed it with a snap, and put the mouth of the bottle to his mouth.

Chu Feimu happened to look over, and the watermelon in his hand showed red and tender flesh, making the atmosphere extremely ambiguous.

In particular, Chu Feimu deliberately added to the confusion, sticking out his tongue on purpose, licked the red watermelon flesh in front of Aoki, swallowed it in his mouth, then lowered his head, staring at the pink watermelon juice on his fingers in a daze.

Aoki turned sideways, took a big sip of water, and moved his Adam's apple with great effort, for fear of making any suggestive sound.

He lay back on the bed like a zombie, quickly closed his eyes and said, "I'm sleepy, good night."

Chu Feimu smiled lightly, and let out a crackling laugh. The laughter became more sticky and panting. He leaned closer to Aoki, and his voice hung above Aoki's eyelids. He said in an unusually ambiguous and seductive way: "Good night " Then he straddled Aoki with his legs, stopped for a while, then slowly moved to the other side, and laughed softly.

Aoki knew, pretending to be sleeping was seen through.

After a while, probably because he was really sleepy, Aoki quickly fell asleep.

Half asleep and half awake, he felt that someone beside him was watching him all the time, and he lazily opened his eyelids and took a look.

Chu Feimu was lying on his side, looking at him with clear eyes, with a half-smile expression.

Aoki closed his eyes again, his Adam's apple moved twice, and said lazily: "Why don't you sleep and look at me? Are you not sleepy?"

The answer to Aoki was a kiss, at first he just touched his lips lightly.

Aoki pushed Chu Feimu impatiently, and said in a daze, "I'm so sleepy, don't bother me."

Immediately afterwards, Chu Feimu smacked Aoki's lips again as a prank, and Aoki completely woke up from his dream.

Chu Feimu leaned on his right hand, smiled like a monster, and stared at him.

Aoki was a little upset, and asked patiently: "What do you want to do? Don't sleep at night."

Chu Feimu kissed Aoki's desireless lips forcefully again, grabbed the quilt, and quickly covered the two of them.

In the darkness, Chu Feimu rode on Aoki, and said in a hoarse voice tinged with desire, "Do you know what two Alphas do?"

"I teach you."

There was no light in the quilt, only Chu Feimu's Adam's apple rolling up and down, and his restless masculine features that were eager to try.