There was a banging sound in the live broadcast room.
[This movement startled me]
[Have you been beaten, Lu Gou? you have today too
[If I remember correctly, Lu Gou's Mai is the one that is close to his mouth. What kind of movement can hit the Mai next to his mouth? Everyone, think about it]
[Lu Gou, are you bullying the little wolf while we are not paying attention! !]
[Don't be afraid of wolf cubs! The camera is on and let's see! We do justice to you!]
Shen Qiao realized that it was a bit violent just now. He raised his hand and pressed his thumb on the corner of his lips. He turned his head and glanced at the content of the barrage, and pulled his lips lazily without saying a word.
After Lu Zhe said the sentence just now, he also noticed the instigation of the fans in the barrage, raised his hand and gently rubbed his lips a few times, chuckled lightly, and perfunctoryly:
"Can't it be that I hit the wheat while drinking water?"
"I advise you to be more restrained. In case Qiaoqiao's live broadcast room is blocked because of you, I will remember all the ids of your speeches, and I will be expelled from fans one by one."
"Okay, don't guess, hurry up and sleep, there is everything in your dreams."
Almost as soon as the voice fell, Lu Zhe exited the live broadcast room, took off his headphones, turned off the phone in three or two, got up and walked to the upstairs dormitory side by side with Shen Qiao.
No one said a word along the way, but there was a wonderful sense of comfort flowing between the two.
In the silent night, many things buried in the bottom of my heart broke out irresistibly, germinating and blooming the past of the years, exuding the same fragrance as before.
The light and cool smell of mint overflowed quietly, like a leaf tentatively poking out, and soon it was covered by the heavy tones of the big cedar next to it, as if heavy snow flakes fell, dyeing everything between heaven and earth with snow color.
Shen Qiao looked up slantingly—
He smelled the pheromone released from Lu Zhe's body again. If it weren't for the fact that the other party had consciously suppressed the release of pheromone recently, he would have almost forgotten that this person's pheromone is the same as his nature, full of aggression. People were suffocating and breathless.
The body responded to this pheromone faster than the reason, the blood vessels spasmed slightly due to the tension, the temples were jumping, the lungs seemed to stop working, a strong and terrible suffocation came over, and the limbs were covered with bones. It seemed that they had lost the strength to cope.
Fear overwhelmed him like a tide.
He subconsciously slowed down his breathing, and his whole body froze for a moment, but he didn't want to hide.
Even compared to the previous few times, he also actively controlled the pheromone to meet Lu Zhe. Although it was not stronger than before, there were sweat beads on his forehead.
In fact, this kind of pain is not as serious as before, but the memory formed by the body is too difficult to change. He was not a physique that is too prone to sweating, but in this corridor, he also has an air conditioner for cool nights, a short-sleeved sticker Dampness swept through his body.
Lu Zhe quickly realized that his emotions were too obvious, and he did not miss the momentary change in Shen Qiao. But immediately, he noticed that his pheromone was entangled, but his heart burst into uncontrollable joy.
He never knew that he could be so simply satisfied, just because of a response from Shen Qiao.
Lu Zhe took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and wanted to wipe his sweat, but his hands were already raised. pheromone, the snow-white tissue was lightly attached to Shen Qiao's temples.
next moment.
With a "pop", Lu Zhe looked down and found that Shen Qiao had grabbed his wrist.
The fiery temperature of the other's palm encircled him, and a thin layer of wet sweat also stuck on his skin.
Before Lu Zhe could speak, Shen Qiao was already as usual, the end of her eyes raised without a smile, her dark brown eyes were full of light, showing a presumptuous and arrogant meaning.
A provocative smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and his eyes locked on Lu Zhe without blinking:
"continue."
He asked a few words one after another: "Tell me the truth, you really didn't do gland surgery secretly?"
"Why do I feel like putting some pheromones is exhausting you, Lu Zhe?"
"When did you become so weak?"
Lu Zhe: "..."
He laughed dumbly.
Allowing Shen Qiao to hold on to him like this, Lu Zhe was walking beside the wall, he simply led Shen Qiao to lean against the corner, and the grabbed hand was dragged in his direction, Shen Qiao didn't respond for a while, and followed He took two steps towards him.
Lu Zhe's other hand took advantage of the situation and put it on his waist.
From a distance, it looks like he is wrapping people in his arms.
Shen Qiao habitually bumped off his movements with his elbows.
Lu Zhe was not annoyed at all. His left hand that was knocked away took off the tissue in his right hand, and continued to wipe his sweat. His lips were curved, and he responded to his provocation with a very gentle voice:
"I'm weak, what can you do with me?"
Shen Qiao turned his head away, and always felt that his words were indescribably ambiguous and indulgent. He was not used to this feeling of being held in the palm of his hand, but strangely he could clearly feel it from the other party's actions. Lu Zhe cherished him.
and…
Alpha's instinct is to be strong and competitive. Basically, no one will really admit that he is weak. Lu Zhe just threw it out. He even took the initiative to lower his pheromone concentration by another level, as if he had been tamed.
Like a arrogant beast, he obediently put away his claws and lowered his head.
Afraid that he would see that he already knew the facts of his past, Lu Zhe wiped the sweat off his forehead and asked jokingly, "Why are you sweating so much? What are you thinking of getting excited like this?"
Shen Qiao's throat moved, and she casually covered it up: "No, it's hot."
Lu Zhe couldn't tell whether he believed it or not, so he just answered casually, "No?"
He smiled even more: "But I have."
Slowly approaching Shen Qiao, looking at the other party's angular facial features and the shallow shadow under the brow bone, Lu Zhe said slowly at close range and in a bewitching tone:
"Last night I dreamed that you kissed me on your own initiative."
"It's much better than the perfunctory attitude just now, shall we try again?"
Shen Qiao looked at him teasingly, with an air of willingness to hear it in detail: "More details, let me learn."
Lu Zhe laughed out loud.
The voice was neither loud nor low, echoing slightly in the corridor.
At the end of his eyes, a fish-like arc appeared, and his eyes were like an endless lake. The waves were gentle and could accommodate vast things.
"I think about it... Well, you first kissed me, pressed my lips, and pried my—"
"Stop." Shen Qiao found that he still couldn't face this kind of content.
Lu Zhe raised his brows: "Huh? Isn't that what you want to hear?"
Shen Qiao took a deep breath: "I suddenly thought of..."
Lu Zhe: "?"
Shen Qiao: "You said just now that I kissed in a dream."
Lu Zhe: "So?"
Shen Qiao: "I'm also me in my dream. He knows me too. If he kisses, it means I've kissed him."
Lu Zhe: "...?"
Shen Qiao stepped back calmly, looked at the timing, and scurried away to his room, not forgetting to leave a sentence: "Let's make an appointment in a dream, maybe you can relive it if you are lucky? Good night."
Lu Zhe, who stayed in place, did not move, looked at the direction in which he disappeared, and murmured in a low voice:
"The skin is so thin now, what can I do in the future?"
…
Perhaps because of Lu Zhe's words before, Shen Qiao's mind was full of pictures that made people blush before going to bed. As soon as she closed her eyes, she seemed to hear the sound of gasping in her ears.
And Lu Zhe's face, which was prettier than an omega, was slightly red, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet - so impatient that Shen Qiao tossed and turned.
Listening to the sound of the air conditioner working, he touched the thin quilt on his body in the dark. After a while, he scolded swear words in a low voice, raised his hand and scratched his hair in annoyance, got up and walked towards the bathroom with his slippers on.
The sound of rushing water rang for a long time.
The man in the frosted glass raised his head, raised his neck, and let the thin water flow down his jaw line, meandering past the throat bone, converging in the bone socket of the clavicle, and then slowly flowing down.
The sound of the water blocked the increasingly rapid breathing.
After half an hour—
Shen Qiao walked out around the bath towel and sat on the edge of the bed, allowing the wet black hair to condense with water droplets, and crawling down the spine for a long time, the butterfly bone was reflected slightly by the bright screen of the mobile phone on the bed.
He folded his hands and fingers, pressed his forehead, closed his eyes and sat downright in front of the bed. He didn't know what to think. In the room with only the sound of the air conditioner, he hummed a laughter from his nostrils.
Afterwards, he leaned back lazily, propped up the bed with one hand, and touched a tablet from the table with the other hand. After a crisp "click" sound, there were a few more pills in his palm.
He put his hand back and put the tablet to his lips, swallowed it with his mouth open, and didn't bother to pour any more water. He swallowed like that, leaving a strange, disgusting, bitter taste in his mouth and throat, and then lay back on the bed.
weird-
Since the separation many years ago, he has learned to smoke and take medicine as soon as he remembers it, and forget it when he can't remember it.
Apart from the game, he has no energy to do anything.
Live like a walking dead.
But today...
He suddenly desperately wanted to get better.
When he heard Lu Zhe say how sunny and good he used to be, he suddenly wanted to be the same as before, trying to radiate light again, so that he could only see his dazzling self from now on.
He wanted to be the brightest sun in Lu Zhe's life, to exist lastingly and intensely, rather than a fleeting meteor.
Shen Qiao thought, had he become greedy
he does not know.
The only thing that is certain is that he wants to mark Lu Zhe—
This desire that was once suppressed by various reasons, after a long period of repression, finally came in a rage, screaming and clamoring in every cell of his, let him belong to you, and you also belong he.
Time didn't make them forget everything in the past, and Shen Qiao didn't dare to look back until today.
Then he found that Lu Zhe had been standing there, waiting for him for a long, long time.