What if there are no inhibitors?

The slightly cold fingertips touched the ears, Song Zhiwei ducked his head and raised his hands to cover the ears on both sides: "Why is it so serious? Are you blind? I saw it when I just washed my face, but it was a little red. Anti-inflammatory drugs? Do you need some for your eyes?"

"Well. Han Lu's tone was noncommittal, and he took the opportunity to pinch the tip of the rabbit's ear with his fingertips. There is a certain thickness. It's hard to say whether it's soft or hard, but the rabbit fur feels great.

The moment he pinched it, his ears twitched reflexively in his hands, and Han Lu raised his eyebrows.

This kind of conditioned reflex is like a cat's tail, even Song Zhiwei himself can't control it.

There is still a warm body temperature on it.

"Oh, don't touch it too often." Song Zhiwei's tone was a little impatient, he glanced at the big round bed next to him, and rolled his eyes.

Han Lu has reached an initial agreement with him now.

Not to mention eternity, at least at this moment, Han Lu likes him, is not afraid of him, and will protect him.

As for more issues, they need to find more time to have a good discussion.

The most important thing right now is that there are still two waves of fever to drive away Han Lu.

"You..." His tone was not as strong as the first time: "Are you leaving?"

His eyes were full of hope, and he wished that Han Lu would disappear in the next second.

The other party smiled, "Is there something growing on your back?"

For some reason, Song Zhiwei didn't immediately agree because of the animal's keen intuition of danger, but asked, "Why do you ask that?"

"Because when you came out to see me on October 10 last year, you not only wore a hat, but also a thick coat. It was summer at that time."

Song Zhiwei looked at Han Lu's face from the bottom up, provocatively: "So what?"

Han Lu did guess a little bit of the truth, which aroused his competitive spirit.

His face is full of sure chances of winning: if he doesn't say it, he doesn't say it, he just doesn't say it!Han Lu never knew what it was.

Think about it slowly!

"I remember when we first met, you asked me if it would be weird to wear rabbit ears and a rabbit tail." As he spoke, Han Lu's eyes were stained with a smile, and his eyes flicked across his beloved rabbit ears. Then I saw Song Zhiwei's embarrassed and petrified face.

In a slow tone: "It's the rabbit's tail."

Song Zhiwei leaned back against the dining table behind him, rested his right hand on the table, tapped his fingertips on the table in turn, and made rhythmic tapping sounds between his nails and the table.

How about saying that Han Lu is a god of learning?

If it were him, he really wouldn't be able to quickly and accurately recall an unimportant thing from the past under such a big shock. --

Since the other party has already said it accurately, there is no point in hiding it.

Song Zhiwei was curious: "Yes, so what?"

What if I knew it?

"Let me see."

I fucked up!Song Zhiwei's pupils instantly widened.

How could he say such nasty things with such a serious and handsome face?

The characteristics of companion beasts only appear during sexual intercourse, and are extremely private things.Don't take it seriously, even if Han Lu just talked about it, he would panic with embarrassment.

Not

It is also understandable that Guo Hanlu does not understand their local culture.

Maybe it was really curiosity, and he would be curious too.

He couldn't laugh or cry: "There's nothing to see."

You can't hide the rabbit ears, and you can also show them as a boyfriend with a rabbit tail.

But he can't have the action of pulling off his clothes by himself.

Active and passive are different.

Han Lu raised his eyes and stared at him with affectionate eyes.

Song Zhiwei bit the bullet and said, "I'm going to sleep."

"Aren't you always afraid that I will hate this physical feature of yours?" Han Lu's tongue lightly brushed the roof of his mouth: "I can prove it."

afraid?

Speaking of this, Song Zhiwei was about to laugh angrily, just how many times did he touch his ears from time to time with his hands and feet?

Still afraid?

It is true that Han Lu's liking for rabbit ears made him feel relieved, and even brought an indescribable sense of satisfaction and happiness. --

But the ears are really too sensitive, it's really not something for Han Lu to touch casually.

"No! Is it your tail? You can look at it if you want?"

"Let's take a look, I'm curious." Han Lu leaned over and acted coquettishly.Fingertips tugged at the hem of Song Zhiwei's clothes and shook them.

It's a rare event in a century.

Song Zhiwei kicked off the slippers, and kicked Han Lu's calf fiercely with the sole of his foot: "No."

"No?" Han Lu deliberately gritted his teeth and quarreled with him, sparing him the tickle: "Do you want it! Do you want it!"

"Hahaha." Song Zhiwei laughed so hard that his eyes turned sour. He couldn't use his strength while sitting, but he had an advantage over Han Lu that he could use both hands and feet: "You are so annoying."

This is the joy of young people falling in love.

No matter how precocious Han Lu is.

He still fights with Song Zhiwei like a child.

Childish and cute.

There was cheers in the room.

Suddenly, Han Lu grabbed Song Zhiwei's thumping hand with one hand and imprisoned him, and with the other hand he went around the opponent's waist and leaned back.

Back along the waistline, at the place where the back was still lower, he touched a ball.

Song Zhiwei, who was still laughing loudly just now, was hoarse as if he had pressed the pause button.

Han Lu's first reaction was incredible.After all, this is indeed contrary to the body structure of ordinary people.It still feels strange to touch it for the first time.

But then I stopped thinking about it.

Song Zhiwei's reaction was too cute, and the touch in his hands was also exceptionally good.

The fur ball is just the size that the palm of the hand can just hold it completely, as for it is a fur ball.

It's because when he squeezed it, the ball was soft and a little smaller.Release and return to the original.

And just

It's this action.

Song Zhiwei snorted like a kitten, and suddenly lost strength in his waist.

Han Lu caught Song Zhiwei, finally feeling a little flustered on his face.It's different from the morning, when I was worried in the morning, but now I have a guilty conscience.

He lowered his eyelids and secretly looked at Song Zhiwei's expression.

His brows were tightly frowned, his eyes were red, and his mouth opened and closed unconsciously.

Han Lu coughed lightly, bent down and put one hand into Song Zhiwei's leg, carried Princess Ren, turned around and took a few steps to put her on the bed.

there is no bed

What a strange trace. --

He couldn't figure out why Song Zhiwei wanted to change the sheets when he was "ill".

He still doesn't fully understand Song Zhiwei's "disease".

From this point of view, he was really in a hurry today.

Fortunately, the effect is gratifying.

As soon as Song Zhiwei was lying on the bed, he turned around and hugged the quilt. After recovering, he looked at Han Lu and cursed: "Have you eaten the guts of a leopard today? First, you ignored the towel on my head, and then touched it without permission. my tail."

"Are you really not afraid of me getting angry?"

Han Lu didn't know whether he was guilty or wronged, he looked at him with beautiful eyes, his lips were not pouting, but he looked a little pitiful.

His facial features are three-dimensional and handsome, not at all masculine.

Those eyes are beautiful, with black pupils and lingering tails, staring at you affectionately as if they could talk.

Song Zhiwei snorted lightly, and then ignored the other party's misery.

Han Lu chuckled, took a step forward and sat on the edge of the bed, tucking the quilt up for Song Zhiwei.

In fact, Song Zhiwei's "excessive" reaction just now made him care about it.

Rabbit tails and rabbit ears cannot be touched.

You can't say that, you can still touch it.only……

He planned to continue to speak out to stimulate Song Zhiwei.

But forget it.

He didn't dare to mess with him anymore.

"I was wrong."

What day?Can it make Han Lu admit his mistakes one after another?

Song Zhiwei hummed softly, shrinking his body down until half of his face was covered by the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes.The scent of fragrant cotton wool on the quilt smells a sense of satisfaction.

He looked at Han Lu, who was sitting upright, as if he couldn't find a topic to talk about, and was playing with the quilt with his slender fingers.

Song Zhiwei is not a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong.

The first time Han Lu lifted his towel, it was out of kindness.I want to break the stagnant situation between the two.

Indeed, to be honest, if Han Lu didn't take the initiative, he would definitely be able to hide it.

And as for the second time, it was just to tease him.

That's what makes him angry.

He's still in puberty, how could Han Lu keep pinching like this.

So much so that in his body now, the boiling blood was rampaging.

When Han Lu came down with a strong aura, he said, "Think about what else you need to solve? We can take it together now."

He suddenly fell down and slept next to Song Zhiwei.He didn't lift the quilt, but pressed the quilt on one side with his body, wrapping Song Zhiwei tightly like a silkworm chrysalis.

When Han Lu spoke seriously, he said what he said.

At this moment

At that time, no one could smile hippie in front of him.

Song Zhiwei could, but he didn't want to.He thought that he had never done anything to challenge Han Lu's majesty just because of his liking.

But now his heart and lungs are on fire, and his limbs are also hot from Han Lu lying down.He asked Han Lu with a playful smile, "Why are you so serious all of a sudden? Are you trying to take advantage of me?"

Han Lu smiled, raised his head and kissed the tip of his ear.It's not a rabbit ear, it's on a human's left ear.

"What if I took advantage of you?"

"What can I do? Anyway

I just have no human rights.Forced to do this, forced to do that. "He was provoking him on purpose.

Obviously both of them knew this was not the case, and he knew that Han Lu was doing it for his own good.

"Do you have something to do later, and you can't tell me?" Han Lu gently stroked the rabbit ears on the pillow.Wait until you touch it to discover your little movements.

It's really a habit developed in less than half an hour.

You can't change it.

Song Zhiwei tilted his head and said sullenly, "Yes."

"Just tell me, there's no need to stab me deliberately." After finishing speaking, Han Lu pinched Song Zhiwei's face, squeezing the flesh on his face like teasing a three-year-old child.

Song Zhiwei's lips were puffed up, fragrant and soft, and the lip color was more beautiful than pink cherry blossoms.

Song Zhiwei said indistinctly in this posture: "Then you go."

Han Lu paused for a moment, but he didn't expect to shoot himself in the foot with a stone. After resting for a while, he said lightly, "I mean you can be more honest. Otherwise, I will worry again, and I will be surprised like this morning. broke into your room on the 25th."

He lowered his head and pressed his hoarse voice against Song Zhiwei's ear: "Or right now, don't go out."