Chapter 63:

Yan Qiu fumbled and turned on the bed light, and after a while, he heard the footsteps of someone going upstairs.
He just retracted his outstretched leg into the quilt, and the footsteps stopped in front of his door.
A moment later, the door of the room was opened, and Ji Xinglan came in with a glass.
Seeing him coming, Yan Qiu obediently leaned on the head of the bed. The warm bed light above his head plated his dark hair with gold, and his cheeks were red.
Ji Xinglan seemed to like it in his heart, quickly closed the door, and came to kiss him by the bed.
The man lifted his bangs, tested the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand, and pondered: "No fever."
But Qiu Mingming felt very hot on his cheeks: "Don't you have a fever? Is it because of drinking alcohol?"
"You took a sip and spit out half of it." Ji Xinglan smiled helplessly and squeezed his hand.
As soon as the man came into the room, Yan Qiu found that the feeling of heat and discomfort had eased a lot. He even suspected that he was suffering from hunger for Ji Xinglan's pheromone. Without his comfort, he felt uncomfortable and couldn't help leaning into his arms.
For some reason, the man's eyes were excited. He inserted his fingertips along Yan Qiu's hair roots and looked down at him, his eyes very interesting.
Yanqiu leaned on him and could feel the ups and downs of his chest, clearly hearing the voice from above his head: "Hug me so tightly, do you think I'm making excuses?"
"No," Yan Qiu said so, but took his hand and couldn't let go, whispered, "I really feel hot, and you'll be fine as soon as you come."
Yan Qiu felt that he must be sick, and his voice was a lot softer than usual, and it was sticky and soft with a nasal sound.
"Ji Xinglan, I really have a fever, so uncomfortable. Will you take me to the doctor?"
The man touched his cheek to comfort him: "Okay, let me check first."
Yan Qiu was about to cooperate with the inspection, but the man suddenly exerted pressure to press him on the bed, and his hand had already reached into his quilt.
The man originally wanted to make a joke with him, but he didn't know what secret was found under the quilt, his eyes changed instantly.
He looked up at Yanqiu and chuckled playfully: "Baby, you really don't have a fever."
"But my forehead is so hot," Yan Qiu said weakly, leaning on him without wanting to move at all.
"Who's going to have a fever here?" The man put his hand into the quilt miserably.
Yan Qiu shuddered, but he was so weak that he could not resist, and he fiddled with him, grabbed his hand shyly, and tried to take his hand out of the quilt.
"Don't ..."
The man held his hand: "Good boy, you didn't have a fever, it's your bonding heat."
Yan Qiu was stunned. Ji Xinglan kissed his auricle, and the throat knot could not help sliding, coaxing: "No need to see a doctor, I will help you cure it, okay?"
Yan Qiu stared at him staring blankly, then nodded.
The man was very excited to see him answer, and leaned directly on the bed to kiss him. The big bed was soft and flexible, and the man was forced to say that Qiu was almost trapped and could not move.
Omega during the fever period is the most delicious food in the world for Alpha, not to mention the person under him who is obsessed with crazy and crazy.
Finally he was able to get him in a fair and fair way. The man looked down at him from top to bottom, breathing heavily, his eyes sharp as a lone wolf watching the delicious little lamb to be slaughtered by himself.
Yan Qiu looked at him with his face up, and he kept panting. He was soft all over, trembling slightly in fear, his dark hair was scattered on the snow-white sheets, his beautiful pupil was slightly loose, his chest was ups and downs as his breath increased, and his cheeks were flushed.
In Ji Xinglan's eyes, this is the only beauty in the world, and he couldn't help but get crazy, while dropping kisses on Yan Qiu's cheeks and nose bridge, and the other hand was not too honest to unbutton his shirt.
At this moment, Qiu Miangang still maintains a sense of reason, which is a bit of a shame. When his clothes fell on the floor, his skin was exposed to the cold air, and he suddenly shivered, blowing away his irrationality.
The man looked at him from head to toe, and Yan Qiu, who was seen by the light, knew that he was ashamed at this time, and immediately kicked him with his legs raised.
What ... what's the matter, he shouldn't be the one below!
But the responsiveness of the military school students was not comparable to him. Ji Xinglan smiled, and even grabbed his slender white and clean ankle, pulled it smoothly, and his slender legs were exposed from the quilt.
Yan Qiu was anxious and quickly wanted to withdraw, but the man lifted his leg and put it on his shoulder.
After being pulled into this position, there is no pain. Yan Qiu was surprised at the heart that Omega's flexibility is so good, such a position can be easily placed.
But when he was surprised, the man leaned over and kissed him in this position.
After Yan Qiu reacted, his cheeks became redder.
The posture of carrying this leg on his shoulder is too shameful.
But in this position, he couldn't make it, and he couldn't get rid of it. He could only take advantage of it.
As soon as Ji Xinglan released his hand, Yan Qiu immediately threw him with anger.
"You're lying down, let ... let me come."
As Omega in everyone's eyes, Yan Qiu didn't know what he was saying, but he still protested stubbornly.
Ji Xinglan was amused by him.
"Baby, you think it's beautiful?"
Yan Qiu blushed quickly, knowing that the little golden needle mushroom could not get anyone.
He lowered his head and touched his blushing face, feeling that he needed to do more psychological building.
Seeing that Ji Xinglan had not changed clothes yet, Yan Qiu pulled the quilt up. With the lessons learned just now, Yan Qiu did not dare to kick him this time, but pushed him with his hands and said, "Then, then you go to take a bath first."
However, Ji Xinglan was a little unwilling, and unbuttoned his shirt three or two times with one hand and said, "Wash it tomorrow."
"No, you go to take a bath first." Yan Qiu insisted.
In fact, Yan Qiu has secretly researched relevant materials, and the fever period will last for many days.
Once they started, they had to spend many days every night without shame or shame.
This scared him a little.
Master Ji was rejected by his bed, and his expression was a bit wrong.
But looking at Yan Qiu's determined gaze, Ji Xinglan still compromised and quickly kissed him on his cheek: "Good, then wait for me."
After he finished, he took off his shirt and deliberately lost it on Yanqiu and went into the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Yan Qiu's face became hotter and hotter.
In fact, only five minutes have passed, but when there is no pheromone to appease, it is almost like a year.
Because of the enthusiasm, Yan Qiu had torn his clothes completely, and Ji Xinglan ripped the only jacket.
So he picked up Ji Xinglan's shirt and put it on his body, so that his taste tightly surrounded himself.
Yan Qiu feels that he is simply dying. He asked Ji Xinglan to take a shower, but he didn't expect that he couldn't stand it first.
The sound of water in the bathroom was still there. Yan Qiu waited anxiously for a while, and his body was getting hotter and exploding.
He finally couldn't help getting off the bed, stepping barefoot on the floor, and the ghost pushed open the bathroom door.
"Are you all right."
Yanqiu pushed the door open and looked inside.
Between the steaming mist in the bathroom, Yan Qiu saw the man sitting in the bathtub at a glance. His facial features are deep and beautiful, the hair tips are wetted by water, the lines of the shoulder and neck muscles are smooth, and the drops of water roll down from the smooth and tight skin, like a mixed-race male model shooting a fashion magazine cover.
Yan Qiu's throat rolled a little, and he opened the door automatically somehow, and walked in without listening to his feet.
The man saw that he was wearing his own shirt. The overly long shirt barely covered his legs, and he looked very cute. Ji Xinglan raised his hand and smothered his wet hair covering his eyes behind his head, and smiled at Yan Qiu: "Why, can't you help it, want to wash with me?"
Yan Qiu knew how strongly the two pheromone entanglements would play a catalytic role when taking a bath together, but he hesitated and could not help walking over to stand by the bathtub.
"Come here." Ji Xinglan reached out to grab his wrist and let him step in.
Yan Qiu glanced into the water, and his pupils shrank suddenly. Seeing this, Ji Xinglan was a little proud, with a smile on her eyes.
"Don't envy, it's all yours anyway."
Yan Qiu sat in the bathtub with his help, and the shirt was wet with water.
I was sweating a lot just now, feeling sticky on my body and feeling uncomfortable. I was surrounded by warm water and the warm feeling made him feel comfortable.
Yan Qiu was fooled by him. After sitting in, he remembered that he had not taken off his shirt, but Ji Xinglan held his hand to unbutton his shirt: "Don't take off your shirt, sit here."
Yan Qiu obediently followed suit, sat on his lap, and then heard the man say, "Head down."
Yan Qiu lowered his head and showed him his white and fragile neck. Feeling that the man was playing with his collar, Yan Qiu couldn't help but ask him: "What are you doing?"
Ji Xinglan fiddled with his collar, his voice was a little low, and he was restraining something: "Re-encrypt the collar, I'm afraid I can't help biting you when the time comes."
Yan Qiu pursed her lips and said nothing, white and beautiful.
"Bite me ... you can." He whispered.
As soon as the voice fell, Yan Qiu clearly saw the man's eyes red. He also heard him whispering "Fuck". It seemed that he couldn't bear it at all. The action kissed hard.
The steam was hot in the bathroom. This sentimental kiss was more aggressive than ever. Yan Qiu knew that the man was also affected by his own craze. If he was n’t comfortable, only the two would be uncomfortable. Holding the man's neck, he kissed back.
Yan Qiu sat in the bathtub and tilted his head obediently, Ji Xinglan did what he asked him to do, and he said what he said.
The water in the bathtub was warm and Yan Qiu's breath was heavy. He closed his eyes and accepted the man's scorching kiss, and suddenly felt that the collar around his neck was being moved again.
Yan Qiu didn't open his eyes, realizing by feeling that the man seemed to hang something around his neck.
As soon as he turned his head, he heard a crisp jingle.
It was the last bell, Ji Xinglan took it out and hung it on his collar.
"Good boy," the man let Yan Qiu put his hand around his neck and kissed him in the root of his ear. "Hold me tight."
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In the steamy bathroom, the sight is blocked by the milky white mist, and the mirror is also covered with water mist, which can only reflect the two figures in the bathtub faintly.
The sound of the stirring water in the bathtub and the crisp sound of the bells were mutually connected, and seemed to be endless.
I don't know how long after that, Ji Xinglan embraced Yan Qiu wrapped in a bath towel, pushed open the bathroom door, and brought out a large mist of water.
He wiped Yan Qiu dry with a bath towel and carefully placed him on the bed.
Yan Qiu was soft and sleepy, closing his eyes, wondering if he was asleep, his long, curly eyelashes trembling lightly.
Ji Xinglan was so excited, his eyes were full of unstoppable smile and love.
He caressed the hair tips of Qiu's forehead and gently pushed them apart.
Yanqiu is his.
The person who cherishes the heart finally belongs to him from body to heart.
Yan Qiu lay in bed with his eyes closed and slept quietly. He was really tired.
Ji Xinglan sat at the head of the bed and looked down quietly at his sleeping face, as if he couldn't see enough.
I don't know how long after that, Ji Xinglan finally leaned over and fell a kiss gently on the forehead of the sleeping little guy, and whispered in his ear:
"I love you. Good night."