Lin Han was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
Compared with the pampered prince's hands, He Yunting's hands were indeed rougher. Maybe it's because he doesn't care about maintenance, or maybe because he doesn't have time at all. He Yunting has at least two thin calluses on his hand. Lin Han's index finger sticks to it, and the touch that is not delicate and slightly harder than the surrounding skin runs along the fingertips. The nerves, bit by bit, reached his heart with a strange insensitivity.
But his hands were warm and his thoughts were clean.
So Lin Han didn't let go immediately, but opened his mouth and called He Yunting "General".
The other party's eyes moved to his face, with azure blue eyes.
Lin Han wanted to tell him the truth, but firstly, he was afraid that He Yunting would not believe it, and secondly, even if he believed it, it would be even more embarrassing to combine his previous thoughts.
But he couldn't tell what emotions were causing him, and he didn't want He Yunting to misunderstand him.
So Lin Han took the initiative to touch the calluses on He Yunting's hand with his fingers, and asked casually, "Is this the result of practicing guns and driving mechas?"
He saw the light in He Yunting's eyes flashing for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said "um".
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"..." Lin Han didn't expect the other party's first reaction to be like this, he hesitated for a moment, and after a while he said, "General has worked hard."
He Yunting looked at Lin Han with some doubts, but did not speak.
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Lin Han felt that this way of communication was really novel. The clasped hands were the medium of communication between the two. He would try to have a dialogue with He Yunting's heart, and even if the other party was not good at words, he would not be misunderstood.
"I mean," Lin Han said softly, "These are proofs of the general's honor. I'm proud of you."
Turns out he didn't hate it.
Seeing that the misunderstanding was resolved, Lin Han also breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to withdraw his hand, He Yunting's voice came from his ear.
Mr. Lin is very nice.
Unexpectedly, Lin Han was suddenly issued a good person card: "..."
He Yunting's voice was far more straightforward than his own, and it was not the first time that Lin Han had seen it.
Fortunately, this time was much better than the previous ones, and Lin Han wasn't angry either.
He was about to let go of his hand to say goodbye when there was a sound at the door.
"That's right, boss, what you said last time..." Lu Anhe pushed in the door with the milk in his hand.
A second later, his mouth opened uncontrollably.
He didn't expect to see such a scene as soon as he entered the door-
Mr. Lin's mouth twitched into a smile, his eyes were soft and gentle, and his cold and white fingers were still on his boss's hand. Although his boss's expression did not change, when he looked down at Mr. Lin, the emotion in his eyes was something he hadn't seen in a long time. passed.
The two looked at each other silently, with the love silk lingering around their hearts, and the ambiguity came into the painting silently.
Lu Anhe felt that his description was excellent.
He hissed instantly, then covered his eyes with a milk bottle, and quickly turned to leave the scene; "You guys keep holding me, I suddenly have something to do..."
He re-closes the door very kindly.
Although Lu Anhe slipped quickly, they both let go at the same time, and each took a step back.
It was also the first time for Lin Han to face such a situation. He was a little embarrassed. He subconsciously rubbed the base of his index finger with the ball of his thumb that had touched He Yunting's thin calluses just now, without looking up at him.
Due to the lack of lunch and the use of nutritional supplements, the omega's body began to soften, and fatigue and fatigue came up.
Lin Han felt a little sleepy and tried to say goodbye to He Yunting despite being tired, but he didn't know if it was because he had been working for too long, or because mind reading would also consume his energy. In short, he stumbled on his legs, his body slipped, and he fell forward uncontrollably. .
Fortunately, He Yunting quickly pulled him with a quick hand, and Lin Han didn't fall down and stood up again.
This time, He Yunting used a little force in his hand and squeezed Lin Han's wrist.
Mr. Lin is so delicate.
"..." Mr. Lin, who thought he was not delicate, frowned.
He was just about to speak.
Fortunately, I didn't fall down, otherwise it would have been painful.
So Mr. Lin's brows subconsciously eased a little.
He Yunting let go of Lin Han, and checked that the other party had not wiped anywhere else before saying, "Mr. Lin should rest here. I'll ask someone to bring you nutritional supplements."
Lin Han blinked, wanting to refuse.
But d-'s physique made Lin Han hesitate. After all, if he walked back to the room slowly, he might fall down the hallway because of lack of strength.
"I won't disturb Mr. Lin." He Yunting added another sentence.
As he spoke, he was certain that Lin Han would not refuse, and he turned on the communicator and ordered someone to bring nutrients and lunch over.
After all, it was a communication sent by He Yunting himself. In less than three minutes, the head of the back office knocked on the door with what he wanted and sent it in.
Lin Han leaned on the sofa and saw that He Yunting poured himself a glass of water first, then took the nutritional supplement, and then handed it to him after unscrewing it: "Mr. Lin, rest well after eating, I—"
He Yunting looked up at the command room.
The rest room next door was occupied by Wen Tianyao. Behind him was a complicated operation console. Various screens were displayed on the light screens, and the communicator in the command room would sound from time to time. A place for lunch break.
He Yunting thought for a while.
After a while, Lin Han saw He Yunting move the swivel chair that belonged to him next to the console, and moved it to the highest level in front of the sofa, trying his best to block the light for Lin Han.
But after all, a chair can't cover anything, He Yunting thought about it and found his cloak.
The cloak, which was usually only used for important occasions, was unfolded by him at will and placed on the chair, creating a small quiet and dim space for Lin Han.
But he was still not satisfied. Two seconds later, He Yunting unbuttoned his jacket, loosened the collar, and took off the blue military jacket, but he was afraid that Lin Han would not like it, so he hesitated for a while before handing it to Lin Han. : "It can be covered with it."
The summer in the M galaxy always comes very late, and now it is March with a bit of a cold spring. At this moment, there was only one shirt left on He Yunting's body, and Lin Han could almost see the perfect lines faintly revealed by the other party under the thin fabric.
And he was holding He Yunting's warm jacket in his hand.
Lin Han had an illusion in a trance that this man, who had always been stern and looked very inhuman, had exhausted all his efforts and took care of himself clumsily and silently.
Lin Han never thought of himself as a "delicate omega". He has been alone since he entered the Imperial Army. He can complete his studies in advance, design alone, work alone, and live independently. And at this moment, he didn't even want to refute the other party's idea - because he was suddenly greedy for this short-term concern.
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After two seconds, he made a sound: "…Thank you."
He Yunting gave a low "um" and did not speak any more.
Probably really tired, Lin Han thought he would suffer from insomnia, but after running out of nutritional supplements, he was so sleepy leaning on the sofa and fell asleep.
In the dim consciousness, people enter and leave the command room from time to time, but the voices are very low, I don't know if He Yunting specially ordered it.
He was also covered with the other party's coat, with a faint scent of ebony, like a magical sleep aid, allowing him to find a peaceful sleep in the tedious and depressing dream.
In the end, he was awakened by another voice.
Wen Tianyao didn't notice the quiet corner when he stepped into the door, and as soon as he pushed open the door, he raised his voice to say hello to He Yunting; "Admiral, good afternoon—"
Lin Han frowned, but still didn't open his eyes.
He didn't know what He Yunting said, so Wen Tianyao's voice became a little lower: "Okay, I see."
Lin Han didn't want to affect He Yunting's work because of his relationship. Just as he was about to rub his eyes and get up, he heard that Wen Tianyao seemed to be chatting with He Yunting, and the topic was still about himself.
"Mr. Lin is an omega, and it is understandable that his physique is weaker." Wen Tianyao said.
He couldn't hear He Yunting's answer, but only heard that Wen Tianyao spoke a little narrowly after a few seconds, as if he was certain of something.
Wen Tianyao's tone made Lin Han feel uncomfortable. He said, "Since the admiral cares so much about Mr. Lin, why don't I help you. After all, I can talk to Mr. Lin too—"
This time, Lin Han finally heard He Yunting's words clearly.
"No need." He Yunting's voice was cold, and he couldn't tell his emotions, "Mr. Lin and I can chat quite well."
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Everyone outside Quanlong knew that there were rivals in the first class of the third year of high school.
Potential is the same as fire and water, incompatible with each other.
But they don't want to, they privately—
Hugs, kisses, anything intimate.
Like a pair of cross-necked mandarin ducks, they are intimate and indistinguishable from each other.
One day, everyone saw You Lian angrily pulling Gong He into the equipment room, thinking that Gong He was going to beat him up to vent his anger because he had not passed the exam, but in fact—
With teary eyes, You Lian pressed Gong He against the wall impatiently: "I can't take it anymore! Quickly remove the restraint ring! Let me take a sip of your pheromone!"
Gong He looked down at him: "Aren't you fighting with me?"
You Lian buried her head in Gong He's chest: "Fight after you've sucked it!"
Pure, lustful and willful