He Yunting usually gives people the feeling of being cold and blunt, with straight lips and an inhuman temperature.
But when he bumped into it, his actions were almost reckless and reckless, as if he had endured for a long time, until he couldn't hide his full of love, so he overwhelmed the other party.
His sash was half drooped by Lin Han, and his clothes were no longer meticulous and wrinkled, and even his movements at the moment became weird and fierce, but he still looked very handsome, and his eyebrows were furrowed with a strong and fierce look. Desperately affectionate.
Everyone is proud of him, and the news sings praises for him all day long. He is like a sun that will never be dusted, always brave and strong, and will never fall.
But no one knew his fragility, no one thought that their sun would also be sad, and he would hesitate in an empty room, sink a heart, and return to a calm and steady appearance.
Lin Han thought, if he hadn't come here by chance, after a bloody denial like He Yunting's, he wouldn't have had the chance to say those words - or he wouldn't have gotten such a response.
People only love the sun, but they don't care about the sun. Even lovers were timid and hesitant.
It was the first time that Lin Han was hugged so tightly by him, and for a while he didn't want to think about anything, only felt the other person's close breath and trembling lips.
This is hardly a kiss, because He Yunting bit it directly - he bit Lin Han's lower lip, and because of his impatience, he even knocked his teeth. After softening his lips, he slowly tried to ease it, but because he couldn't make it, he just continued to press his lips to Lin Han in a hurry, and did not continue to move for several seconds.
Lin Han was held against the door by him, and even forgot to shed tears. After a brief blank in his thinking, he finally clarified the current situation.
But he was crying a little hard just now, and even though he tried not to be so embarrassing, the sobbing couldn't stop immediately.
So Lin Han's shoulders heaved slightly because of sobbing, and his soft lips brushed against the other's, rubbing against He Yunting's chin.
He Yunting just woke up from a dream and moved away a little.
The two looked at each other again at this moment.
Lin Han saw his face in He Yunting's azure blue eyes. He looked a little stunned now, with tears all over his eyes and cheeks. The omega's body was already weaker than ordinary people, and his lower lip became thinner after being hit by He Yunting. The surrounding color became more and more red, Lin Han blinked and held his breath.
He didn't repeat the question just now, maybe he already knew the answer from He Yunting's actions, maybe the sadness in the other party's eyes was too heavy for Lin Han to even speak.
It's not that he doesn't want to love him, and it's not that he doesn't want to kiss him.
Lin Han was pinched hard by a hand in his heart, and at this moment he understood all the unease and hesitation of the other party.
He obediently didn't struggle, just stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around each other's backs, comforting him as if they were hugging for the first time.
"Stop crying." He Yunting finally spoke, his voice was deeper than the night, dry and hoarse, "I'm sorry."
Lin Han stopped while holding his hand, and then added some strength.
Even now, He Yunting is still apologizing to him.
Even though Lin Han almost unreasonably said what he once said, even if He Yunting did nothing wrong at all, he was still not confident and was saying sorry to Lin Han word by word.
He Yunting was always confident and conceited on many occasions, but he became humble and cautious when facing him.
Lin Han didn't know what He Yunting had experienced over the years to become what he is now. He kept all his emotions in his heart, and it was bottomless.
He never owes anyone, but in the end he can't even have love.
Lin Han really wanted to cry now, but the stronger emotions suppressed the lacrimal glands, making him just look at He Yunting, not even wanting to cry.
"You're not sorry for me," he whispered, "but I want you to love me."
His eyelashes were still stained with half-dried tears, sticking together, but his eyes were as beautiful as they were when they first met.
"He Yunting," Lin Han called his name, stretched out his hand to feel the warmth of the other's embrace, put his head on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "You have me."
"Don't be afraid," he said.
"Just kiss me and you'll be fine."
He Yunting seemed to relax his tense emotions after hearing this sentence. He didn't say a word. He just used a little more force to hold his hands, lifted Lin Han up in the air, and sealed it again. his lips.
This time, He Yunting finally tried to learn how to kiss. His lips were a little dry, and he kissed them almost roughly. His hands were hot and hot. He pinched Lin Han's waist. After posting, there are further actions.
Lin Han was actually very nervous, but he still responded hard to him, and even took the initiative to part his lips cooperatively, inviting the other party to kiss Fangze.
His lips and tongue are very sweet, and even his breath when the tip of his nose touches has a hazy fragrance. He is born to be loved and loved, and he does not need to be locked in a glass room. He is a perfect and sweet treasure in himself.
Soon He Yunting gradually got the essentials in his guidance, and through in-depth exploration and exploration, he found a response that only belonged to him, like a secret tacitly understood by the two of them.
When the lips were divided, Lin Han's lips were all kissed by He Yunting, and the corners of his eyes were still red, so He Yunting went up without a teacher, licking his tears inch by inch, and then panting slowly. Slowly down, licking and kissing his Adam's apple.
Lin Han's skin was delicate and fair, as if a single pinch could leave a red mark engraved with the other party's name.
And Lin Han asked for all his greedy actions, let him play with it, and sometimes even hugged him as if to encourage him, only when he was almost unbearable by being kissed, did he make an inaudible sound. A whimper for mercy.
When both of them reacted, Lin Han had already been carried away from the door by He Yunting, and was placed on the bed not far away.
Something was surging between the two of them. Although He Yunting was not as embarrassed as he was in the mecha before, he was still a little uncomfortable, but the person in front of him was too tempting for him and he was unwilling to let go.
Lin Han understood, he even smelled a very faint smell of ebony pheromones.
He seemed to see it very clearly, even though he was still a little shy, he didn't deliberately resist.
He Yunting was too bitter, Lin Han just wanted to hold him like this, as long as he could accompany him, as long as he could give him love, then kissing and making love would be natural.
As long as the other party wants, he will give it all.
The movement of the other party holding him over was a bit big, Lin Han was pressed on the bed by him and kissed. At this moment, his shirt was also messed up, and the buttons were opened twice at some point. The stars are pinkish.
But He Yunting finally stopped.
He slowly got up from the bed, kneeling halfway on the edge of the bed, panting and looking at Lin Han.
He knew that Lin Han would not reject him, but no matter what, now is not the time.
Lin Han didn't say much, and understood He Yunting's thoughts.
But he still stretched out his hand and pulled He Yunting towards him.
He Yunting was stunned for a moment, before pressing on Lin Han again.
The heartbeats of the two overlapped, but there was no further movement.
Lin Han patted him on the back comfortingly.
If you still have concerns, hug me.
"He Yunting," Lin Han said in his ear, wrapping his arms around his neck, "I also want to say sorry."
"I really have the ability to read minds, I won't lie to you."
Now that he has said it, there is nothing to hide. Lin Han's voice was soft, with a little hoarseness after crying, and told He Yunting all about him.
"That's why I was a little resistant when you came to the research institute." Lin Han said, "It's also for this reason that I wear gloves."
"The same goes for Wen Tianyao," Lin Han and He Yunting re-explained the encounter with each other in the mecha library that day, "I heard that he wanted to use me to approach you, and that's what I told you."
He Yunting nodded and listened quietly.
"I didn't mean anything else at the time, I just thought you were a bit... strange." Lin Han thought about his words, "I didn't expect you to look so different from your appearance."
He Yunting buried himself in Lin Han's neck, wiped the corner of his lips, and motioned for him to continue.
"I also apologize, because sometimes I really want to know what you're talking about, so I touch your hand." Lin Han was a little nervous when he said this.
"But later in the border area, I really didn't have the ability to read minds. Now I think it should be the reason for the excessive consumption of mental power," Lin Han recalled, "Just... A few days ago, when you came to me, you didn't recover at that time. "
Thinking of the fact that he had a fever that day, Lin Han's face was a little hot, and he couldn't help asking: "Did I say anything that day? I fell asleep and can't remember."
He Yunting's lips moved, and he said subconsciously, "No."
Say, say I'm a coward.
Lin Han put his hand on He Yunting's, and quickly released it, and at the same time heard this sentence.
He couldn't help laughing: "Actually, I'm a coward too."
When He Yunting heard these words, he realized that what he had just said had been heard again.
"I'm sorry." Lin Han apologized first, "If you don't want me to hear it in the future, just tell me and I'll put on gloves in advance."
"No." He Yunting replied quickly this time, "No need to wear it."
He raised his head from Lin Han, stretched out his hand in front of him, and asked, "Does Mr. Lin know what I'm thinking now?"
Lin Han thought about it and said, "Don't call me Mr. Lin."
He Yunting said, "Okay."
"Then let me tell you." After a while, he said.
"Lin Han," He Yunting said in a low voice and full of affection, putting his hand up, "I love you."
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
"I love you, I love you, I love you."
In the end, however, there is an opposite, quite different kind of tenderness.
This gentle mist condenses into water droplets, and then gently falls on his heart.