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In the living room, Quan Huachen was drying Kang Zhuo's hair while sitting on the sofa, and sleeping lazily at their feet.

The air is mixed with pheromones of jasmine and brandy, and the atmosphere is warm and comfortable. Neither of them spoke, but the occasional eye contact was like drawn syrup.

Kang Zhuo grabbed Quan Huachen's clothes with both hands, looked up to admire Quan Huachen's sharp chin, hesitated for a long time and asked: "Uncle, are you really not leaving tomorrow?"

Quan Huachen stroked Kang Zhuo's hair, it was almost dried, he turned off the hair dryer: "Don't go, I lied to you just now to make you confess your love."

Kang Zhuo blushed when he talked about his confession, and he asked in a low voice, "Then you...do you really like me?"

Kang Zhuo has asked this question twice, and now he asked it a third time, which shows that he is quite insecure.

So Quan Huachen squatted down in front of Kang Zhuo, held his hand and sucked hard: "I like it, I like it very much, I like it very much, I love it to death."

Kang Zhuo said until his ears burned: "Enough is enough, I get it..."

"It's you who want to hear it yourself, and you can't stand it after listening too much." Quan Huachen smiled, "Do you have any questions to ask?"

"Yes," Kang Zhuo had a question he wanted to know, "Uncle, when did you fall in love with me?"

Quan Huachen raised his eyebrows: "When do you think?"

Kang Zhuo tried his best to identify the details of the past relationship, and tentatively replied: "Is it because I gave you pheromone during the susceptible period?"

Quan Huachen frowned: "You think I like you because of pheromones?"

Kang Zhuo saw that he had faint signs of anger, and immediately changed his words: "Is that when you go to S City to relax with me?"

"No, push it forward."

"Going forward? Then... that's the day when it rained heavily and I rushed to your house?" Kang Zhuo said distressedly, "It can't be earlier, it can't be the day you return to China, right?"

Quan Huachen brushed his hair and smiled meaningfully: "Let's put it this way, if you hadn't insisted on falling in love with Yin Dongfan, this year would be our fourth year together."

Kang Zhuo's eyes widened. In just one sentence, he spent a long time thinking about its meaning.

"Impossible, how could it be?" Kang Zhuo said blankly, "Four years ago, wasn't that..."

"Yes, it started from the year you split up." Quan Huachen stood up and returned the hair dryer to the closet outside the bathroom.

Kang Zhuo chased after him with a confused face: "But at that time, we, you..."

Quan Huachen turned to face him, and said helplessly, "How old were you at that time? How could I attack you? I'm not a beast. And then you insisted on being with Yin Dongfan, so it's even more impossible for me to say something. .”

"So Kang Zhuo, don't doubt my feelings for you, it's much deeper than you think."

Kang Zhuo looked at Quan Huachen in a daze, as if he had passed out in the brandy in the air.

Quan Huachen rubbed the little mole on his chin—he could finally do that without restraint.

"Now I'm going to take a shower, and I'll give you two choices, take another shower with me, or go back to bed and sleep."

Kang Zhuo turned around and slipped away.

Quan Huachen didn't give Kang Zhuo the option to go home. It is impossible for him to be a gentleman now, and seeing how clingy Kang Zhuo is, he probably doesn't want to go home. Thinking of this, Quan Huachen feels happy physically and mentally.

And he told Kang Zhuo to go back to sleep, but he didn't say where to go to sleep.

Because they lived very close to each other, it was almost impossible for Kang Zhuo to stay overnight in this villa, but Quan Huachen still had unrealistic fantasies, what if Kang Zhuo stayed overnight for some reason?So he had already prepared a guest room, and Kang Zhuo should find that room by looking around. Quan Huachen also moved some novels from Kang Zhuo's old villa in the east of the city.

After more than ten minutes, Quan Huachen tidied himself up and came out of the bathroom, and went straight to the guest room, but the lights were dim, and the room was deserted and empty, with no one around.

Quan Huachen raised the corners of his mouth and walked towards his bedroom.

The door of the bedroom was not closed tightly, and before he got close, he saw the warm orange light overflowing from the crack of the door.

Quan Huachen walked slowly to the light, pushed the door open, and as expected, his omega was lying on his big bed waiting for him.

Of course Quan Huachen's bedroom smelled of brandy pheromones, Kang Zhuo was almost drunk to death, he got into Quan Huachen's quilt and buried his whole face in the pillow.

He felt the glands at the back of his neck swell slightly, not uncomfortable, but a sense of satisfaction, so comfortable that he wished he could roll on the bed.

Kang Zhuo just wrapped himself into a ball in the quilt, and he didn't even know when Quan Huachen would come back until someone lifted the quilt.

"Why are you twisting and turning, what are you doing?" Quan Huachen stood in front of the bed with his back to the light, with a vague smile on his face.

Uncovered by the quilt, Kang Zhuo pulled the neckline of the bathrobe shyly and said, "Wait for you."

Kang Zhuo didn't know what he looked like at this time, his eyes were moist, his cheeks were flushed, he grabbed the neckline of his chest in an attempt to hide it, but forgot the thighs exposed from his lower body...

The glands at the back of the neck seemed to be beating fast with the heart. Quan Huachen lifted the quilt and lay down, leaned sideways beside Kang Zhuo, lowered his head and approached, and said in a hoarse voice: "Is it okay?"

Kang Zhuo looked at Quan Huachen who was close at hand, with a confused expression on his face, he subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Quan Huachen didn't want to wait for his answer, he chased after the little pink thing and opened his mouth to bite it.

"Well……"

Although this was already their second kiss, Kang Zhuo was still very nervous. He put his hands on Quan Huachen's chest, as if he was resisting, but he didn't use any strength. Observe his reaction from a very close place, if Kang Zhuo is not willing, he will never force it.

However, in the entanglement of sight and breathing, Kang Zhuo was the first to lose. He raised his head and put his lips in front of Quan Huachen, like an innocent lamb who stepped into a trap.

Quan Huachen let out a chuckle, no matter how polite he was, he groped along Kang Zhuo's arm, guiding him to wrap around his neck, then kissed him hard, prying open Kang Zhuo's teeth, conquering and plundering to his heart's content, forcing him to moan , forcing out his tears, forcing out thick jasmine pheromone.

But Quan Huachen didn't want to scare Kang Zhuo away on the first night they were together, he only indulged for a moment before ending the kiss, but the feeling of touching lips and tongue was so good, even if he restrained himself and didn't go deeper, Quan Huachen Still couldn't help kissing Kang Zhuo's chin and cheeks, making those little moles wet.

Kang Zhuo was dizzy, Quan Huachen's pheromone wrapped him like a soft cocoon, Kang Zhuo felt very relaxed and safe, which was not at all different from Yin Dongfan's always aggressive pheromone.

Kang Zhuo almost fell asleep under Quan Huachen's caress, Quan Huachen asked him: "Did you hurt you just now?"

Kang Zhuo shook his head, he adjusted his posture slightly, and curled up his whole body in Quan Huachen's arms, no matter his movements or expressions, he was extremely attached, Quan Huachen's chest was filled to the brim, and he lifted Kang Zhuo's chin to prevent him Sleep: "Kiss again?"

Kang Zhuo's eyes were still closed, but he opened his mouth first and waited for him.

"Why are you so cute?"

Quan Huachen couldn't hold it back at all, thinking in his heart that he couldn't go too far, he still kissed Kang Zhuo so loudly.

As soon as the kiss was over, Quan Huachen had already responded badly somewhere, he panted for a few seconds, finally licked Kang Zhuo's lips, and lay down beside him.

Kang Zhuo tucked himself into his arms consciously. He was exhausted all day long. He rehearsed and danced hard during the day, performed on stage at night, and experienced a fierce confession after the stage. His nerves were tense and he never rested.

Now he finally has Quan Huachen's gentle arms, and he can have a good sleep, but suddenly he heard Quan Huachen ask:

"Me and Yin Dongfan, who has the better kissing skills?"

Kang Zhuo's drowsiness was swept away.

Quan Huachen didn't mean to spoil the atmosphere, but ever since he watched the admissions promotional video of University A, there was something in his heart that would pop up from time to time to make Quan Huachen feel uncomfortable.Looking at Kang Zhuo's obedience to him, he always thought masochistically, had Yin Dongfan seen such a Kang Zhuo?Was Kang Zhuo so obedient when they kissed?The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

After a long silence, Kang Zhuo spoke: "We're not very close..."

The main reason is that Kang Zhuo is too shy to accept being too intimate with Yin Dongfan: "Even if we kiss, it's not like this."

Kang Zhuo's voice was still a little sleepy, and the ending was sticky. After hearing this, Quan Huachen pulled him over and kissed him a few more times.

"Then how do you guys kiss?" Quan Huachen insisted on asking for details.

Kang Zhuo was coy for a long time before he said, "We don't use tongues..."

"What's a kiss without a tongue?" Quan Huachen smiled, thinking that a child is a child, what can he do.

Kang Zhuo didn't know what level of kissing was, and didn't know how to answer, so he just said, "Anyway, I don't kiss him very much."

Quan Huachen heard what Kang Zhuo meant, but he still asked maliciously: "If you don't kiss him, who will you kiss?"

This topic was still too exciting for Kang Zhuo, he put his hand to cover Quan Huachen's mouth, not letting him say any more: "I kiss you, I just want to kiss you, uncle, don't ask."

Quan Huachen was in a good mood. He held Kang Zhuo's hand and kissed five slender fingers from head to tail. Suddenly, he thought of another question.

"You are separated from Yin Dongfan, so don't call me uncle, call me another."

Kang Zhuo asked: "What do you call you? Uncle or brother?"

Kang Zhuo is one generation lower than Quan Huachen, so he should be called uncle, but after thinking about it carefully, Quan Huachen is not much older than Kang Zhuo, "uncle" sounds old.

Quan Huachen couldn't make up his mind for a while, so he said you can call it whatever you want.

Kang Zhuo thought for a while, and called out the word "Brother Chen" in a low voice. Quan Huachen didn't respond yet, but he himself became shy and buried his head in the quilt, refusing to come out.

Quan Huachen lifted the quilt and deliberately teased him: "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly, it was like a mosquito humming, say it again, hurry up."

Kang Zhuo obediently called him "Brother Chen" a few times due to his "excessive power", so the address was decided on.

But because the title "Uncle" has been deeply rooted in the marrow of his bones, Kang Zhuo would still call him "Uncle" while crying when he was unconscious.

Of course Quan Huachen didn't care about this. In terms of acceptance of taste, how could Kang Zhuo be his opponent? As long as Kang Zhuo is willing, he can be called "Dad".

It was late at night, Quan Huachen turned off the bedside lamp, and covered Kang Zhuo with a quilt.

Kang Zhuo put his arms around Quan Huachen's waist, leaned into his arms and whispered, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

Quan Huachen kissed his forehead: "It's okay, brother Chen can afford to wait for a long time, go to sleep."

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