last love

Everything seemed to be spinning at high speed that night.

Accompanied by the deafening electronic sounds, the flashing colored lights around, and the strong alcohol in his body, Wen Ke felt excited almost to the point of madness, but to a certain extent, this madness was sober.

Divorce is not a dividing line.

Tonight is.

It was like opening a door.

Before he opened the door, he was still inevitably mingled with his previous gloomy and routine life.

But when he opened the door, he was born again.

He freed—

How romantic these two words are.

He personally dismantled the high walls built because of cowardice and escape, rushed out of the prison where he had been imprisoned for ten years, and saw the real world, the vastness of the world, and the young man running towards him in the wheat field.

He is a man with boundless wilderness in his heart.

……

Wen Ke stuck to Han Jiangque, bouncing around without any rules.

Han Jiangque lowered his head, leaned into Wen Ke's ear and said, "Wen Ke, you can't dance, right?"

"You look like a spring-loaded giraffe—"

Han Jiangque couldn't help laughing lowly when he said this: "Bouncing back and forth."

Wen Ke stopped playing immediately.

With a red face, he wrapped his arms around Han Jiangque's neck. He had to tiptoe to reach Han Jiangque's ear, and said out of breath, "Han Jiangque, giraffes like you."

He had never felt so numb before, it was so numb that his fingertips felt like they had been electrocuted.

Wen Ke's face was very hot, maybe it was because of the alcohol, or maybe it was because he was too close and could smell the pheromones on Han Jiangque's body.

Han Jiangque smelled a hundred times, ten thousand times better than the bourbon he just drank.

Han Jiangque looked at him with dark eyes, then took a deep breath.

"Let's go." As he said this, he suddenly grabbed Wen Ke's wrist, and the two squeezed out.

The two rushed to the bar to get things, but Wen Ke didn't forget that he also brought a very out-of-place eco-friendly cloth bag.

At this moment, a lot of thick white foam suddenly fell from above, and landed on people's faces and shoulders——

The entire dance floor is dreamlike, like being in a huge bubble bath.

The crowd became excited in an instant, screaming endlessly.

Wen Ke also remembered at this time that before she came in, she seemed to have heard a lot of people talking about the night of foam.

Wen Ke and Han Jiangque stood together for a while.

He raised his head longingly, watched the white foam fluttering down towards his forehead, and gently closed his eyes.

——It’s really beautiful.

……

Until the two walked out of Zeus and stood on the side of the street, their chests were still immersed in the numb feeling just now.

Wen Ke suddenly felt a little nervous. When hiding in the crowd, madness seemed to be taken for granted.

But when there were only two of them together, he didn't even dare to look at Han Jiangque calmly, and Han Jiangque just looked at the street.

They seemed to be waiting for each other to speak.

The night wind was blowing coolly, Wen Ke had a lot of foam on his body just now and soaked his shirt, now he shuddered involuntarily when the wind blows.

Han Jiangque turned around and gently put the suit jacket on Wen Ke's body.

It smelled of him all over the coat, a very cold, very mellow whiskey smell.

Wen Ke felt that his body was getting hot, and he suddenly took Han Jiangque's hand.

Ten years ago, he took the initiative to hold Han Jiangque's hand like this.

He was also too young at that time to deal with major setbacks and to manage the relationship.

Life is not a smooth road, and getting love is even more rough.

But what he couldn't do at that time, now he thinks, he should be able to do it.

In ten years, many things have changed.

But there are also things that have not changed. When the 28-year-old held Han Jiangque's hand, his whole heart was still beating like that.

Han Jiangque was his first love.

It turned out that the ending was not without a problem.

Under the street lamp, Wen Ke looked up at Han Jiangque longingly.

Wen Ke's lips are light pink, a bit fuller than the average man's, and the lips are slightly upturned.

Most of the foam on his body has melted away, except for the last remnants of foam on his lips.

It feels like the lips are soft to the touch, like softer than foam.

Han Jiangque stretched out his fingers in a daze, trying to wipe off the foam for Wen Ke.

But immediately, his eyes darkened suddenly, he hugged Wen Ke's waist, and almost slammed Wen Ke against the lamppost.

Wen Ke felt pain in his back, and softly called out "Han Jiangque".

Alphas don't have estrus, but their pheromones go wild with excitement.

The oppressive feeling that the S-level Alpha gave to Omega is indescribable. Wen Ke still can't adapt to it. He feels like a boat in the tsunami. His hands and feet are numb. on the back.

Han Jiangque lowered his head and kissed Wen Ke's eyelashes.

The long, slightly trembling eyelashes were wet from his kiss.

I can smell the pheromone around Wen Ke's neck——

The scent of green grass.

Wen Ke is really an Omega.

Han Jiangque thought, for ten years, he had thought about this over and over again, but when he really hugged, that kind of delicate and strange feeling suddenly surrounded him.

Only when I hold Wen Ke in my arms can I really realize this.

Wen Ke was much smaller than he remembered, soft as a cloud when he held her, and smelled like summer.

It was not a tall giraffe as he had imagined, but a cub.

He wants to bite it.

He really did this, biting Wen Ke's full upper lip with his teeth, it was really as soft and sweet as he imagined.

His kisses were clumsy and rough, not deep enough, more like licking, rubbing and biting on the lips repeatedly than a kiss.

Wen Ke whimpered. He felt a little hurt and aggrieved. He didn't understand why Han Jiangque didn't kiss him well.

So he grunted twice from his throat, raised his head and opened his lips, and took the initiative to welcome the tip of his tongue out.

Han Jiangque squinted his eyes to hold his tongue, and finally kissed him, fiercely rebelling against the guest and occupying his mouth, attacking him unceremoniously.

Kissing is moist, intense, and a simulation of more intense sexual activity.

Alpha was so excited that the whiskey's pheromones throbbed like they were about to explode.

He seemed to have suddenly awakened, held Wen Ke's face and kissed it again, this time the kiss was deeper and longer.

Wen Ke's whole body was numb, as if his limbs had been electrocuted, only his mouth was still feeling.

Suddenly he heard a "click", it turned out that he let go of his hand unconsciously, and the environmental protection bag fell to the ground.

"Ugh--!"

Wen Ke hurriedly squatted down to pick up the cloth bag, but a piece of corn had already fallen out of the environmental protection cloth bag, and then rolled into the middle of the road.

"What's in there?"

Han Jiangque pulled down the cloth bag curiously, took a look inside, and saw that there were a lot of things in it, including corn, mushrooms, green bamboo shoots, beef slices, lamb slices, squid and crab sticks, etc. of.

"You brought these to the Pub?"

"I was... calling to find you."

Wen Ke tightened the mouth of the cloth bag so that Han Jiangque could not see it, lowered his head and said, "You haven't answered my calls, I, I was a little anxious, so I came directly from the supermarket to find you."

The more he spoke, the more he felt that it was a bit embarrassing. His voice was weak: "I want to treat you to hot pot. You used to like corn and mutton in hot pot. I don't know if you still like it now."

Han Jiangque looked at Wen Ke.

Omega's mouth and eyes were red from the kiss just now, and he was holding a bag that was out of place and even a bit shabby here - it was full of his favorite things.

so cute.

Wen Ke is so cute from head to toe.

It’s cute to use environmentally friendly cloth bags instead of plastic bags; it’s cute to jump around in the pub with a bag of vegetables foolishly; the white home T-shirt is also cute.

"I like to eat." Han Jiangque suddenly said, "I'll go pick it up."

"No need—just a piece of corn." Wen Ke was a little anxious: "How dangerous."

Han Jiangque didn't answer, but just looked to the left and right to make sure that there was no car coming, then ran to the middle of the road to pick up the dirty corn.

After running back, Han Jiangque solemnly put the corn back into Wen Ke's cloth bag, and then took the whole bag into his hands.

It's actually pretty heavy.

"Why are you still picking it up?" Wen Ke said in a low voice, "I bought several."

"Let's eat hot pot, Wen Ke."

Han Jiangque was obviously very happy, although the smile on his face was not obvious, but that kind of happiness seemed to be revealed through his radiant eyes: "I'm hungry, I want to eat hot pot."

"what!"

Wen Ke suddenly remembered something: "I forgot about Xu Jiale, I'll give him a call."

Han Jiangque straightened his face: "Xu Jiale?"

"Well, he's living in my house now, just... about the pheromone weak period." Wen Ke explained while dialing the phone.

"That's unnecessary now." Han Jiangque said bluntly, "He can—"

As soon as Wen Ke got through the phone, he quickly covered Han Jiangque's mouth with his hand.

"Xu Jiale, I'm sorry - I was delayed by something outside, have you eaten yet? Are you starving?"

"I've already eaten." Xu Jiale's lazy voice came over: "Why would I starve myself. I heard your voice is in good condition?"

"Hmm, um." Wen Ke couldn't explain in detail, so he just nodded.

"That's fine, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ke looked up at Han Jiangque in embarrassment, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, he has eaten."

Han Jiangque just took advantage of Wen Ke's phone call, roughly counted the ingredients in the bag, and picked out the unsightly food: "Crab sticks are not my favorite."

Wen Ke couldn't help but want to laugh, coaxing: "I eat, I like to eat."

Only then did Han Jiangque let go of the box of crab sticks. He held Wen Ke's hand and said, "Let's go to the hot pot restaurant outside."

"what?"

Wen Ke was a little stunned.

"It's too late." Han Jiangque said: "It's too troublesome to prepare the bottom of the pot when you go home. Go to the one I know to eat and rinse what you bought."

While he was talking, he stopped the car. The tall Alpha was wearing a well-dressed shirt and a suit vest, but he was carrying a beige eco-friendly cloth bag. The scene was a bit funny.

A taxi stopped in front of the two of them. Han Jiangque first let go of Wen Ke's hand, then walked to the inside of the driveway and changed his hand to hold Wen Ke, so that it was convenient for him to open the car door for Wen Ke.

It was a very natural, in fact a bit abrupt movement.

Wen Ke suddenly had a sore nose——

Is it hard to put it down?

Because he was not willing to let go of his hand for a moment, he went to the other side without bothering to change his hand, and still held him.