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"I'll wash it tomorrow morning, okay?" Lu Sien gently coaxed the drowsy boy in his arms into the bed.

Holding him in one hand, he took off the heavy cotton clothes with the other.

The icy air took the opportunity to invade, the boy frowned his delicate brows, muttered something indistinctly, and obediently rolled into the quilt.

Seems like he forgot to take a shower.

Lu Sien breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't sleep, baby, take off the sweater." The big hand helped the boy who was lying down again, "It's uncomfortable to sleep in it."

The disturbed sleepy teenager grabbed his collar in dissatisfaction, and finally leaned obediently in his arms, letting Weiliang's big hand grab the lower corner of the sweater.

Even dissatisfaction with resistance is painless.

The act of grabbing the collar is like a milk cat showing its fluffy paws in demonstration.

In the end, he snuggled up obediently in his arms.

The black eyes filled with drunkenness and water vapor were lowered, and they looked at the ground in confusion, as if they still didn't understand what happened.

like...

It doesn't matter what happens.

Lu Sien's throat suddenly tightened, and he pulled up the corner of the sweater with his rough hands, and rolled it up to help the boy take it off.

The sweater is a close-fitting style, and when rolled up, it will inevitably bring the clothes inside.

The last layer of the tightest shirt was lifted up, and the small half of the white and pink waist appeared in the man's sight.

Even the waist was dyed a bright pink color.

Lu Sien's gloomy black eyes were filled with scarlet, and he suppressed the restless Zerg torso so as not to cause abnormal appearance.

Pulling up the quilt and sending the boy in, and tucking the corners of the quilt to prevent air leakage, he turned and went into the bathroom.

Splashing ice-cold water on his face to reduce the dryness a little, he took the hanging towel, soaked it in hot water and wrung it dry, intending to wipe the boy's face.

The quilt on the bed was arched into a ball, and the sound of the wind falling through the window reached the ears.

Also, humming lightly.

Only then did he realize that the white shirt had been messed up by the boy himself.

The buttons were undone arbitrarily, but the scenery inside could not be locked.

Not to mention the delicate clavicle, the thin and soft waist, even the one in between...

All at a glance.

"Um...wash, take a bath..." The boy moved to the bedside in a low voice, and was picked up by the man the moment he almost fell.

Like embracing the sweet wind.

The boy's smell seemed to be stronger than before.

Lu Sien's gaze stayed on the smooth and slender neck, so he didn't dare to look down any further, and pulled the two-piece shirt in the middle with his big hands.

The cool and rough touch passed by, Chu Jing grabbed the hand in a daze, and murmured softly without stopping: "Take a bath, take a bath..."

"...Okay." Feng's hoarse voice was nothing compared to the man's hoarse and deep voice when he responded.

The rising white water mist filled the air, and the hot air squeezed out the cold wind.

The vast expanse of whiteness seems to be in an illusion, and the young man is the breathtaking and unknowing forest spirit.

"Back...bubble..." The boy sat in the bathtub and turned around.

Lu Sien dared to move his eyes from the ground to the boy's body as he could not touch the soft powder in the snow-white area.

"

......"

Finally, he closed his eyes lightly.

Even so, the graceful waistline and the bud-like spines on the smooth back would still be sketched in his mind.

One breath in the air is clear and shallow, while the other breath is getting heavier.

Lu Sien simply opened his eyes, the pupils that were originally black pools were completely covered by dark red that was thick and thick to the color of blood.

The milky white and tender skin in his field of vision was slid over by his calloused hands dipped in shower gel bubbles, and blushing marks appeared immediately.

His hand, which has always only carried a gun and a sword, and has never been trained in painting, now seems to be a wonderful pen for description. After stroking lightly and slowly, the snow-white field emerges with beautiful and attractive colors.

The torso of the adult male kept screaming viciously, but he suppressed it secretly.

Lu Sien didn't want to do something rude without the consent of his beloved partner under such circumstances.

He was holding his breath to suppress, but the boy suddenly turned around again.

There was a feeling of electric shock after rubbing the soft powder on the rough palm, and the sweet smell erupted in the air, which made him unavoidable.

Withdrawing his hand for a while, the boy who changed his sitting position and leaned against the edge of the bathtub suddenly put his feet in his hand.

"Well... feet also...bubbles..." The young man raised his head slightly and ordered him confidently.

It was supposed to be a coquettish and arrogant behavior, but the boy did it like a proud cat inadvertently acting like a spoiled child.

Even the end of the voice is soft when speaking.

The bare feet with drops of water are fine and white, and every line is beautifully polished by the Creator without sleep. The rough and callused palms contrast with the soft white and delicate ankles.

The crimson in Lu Sien's eyes couldn't be more intense, he silently squeezed some shower gel, foamed it up and wiped it on the boy's fair instep, and the tender pink toes were also filled with white foam.

The man's eyes only dare to focus on the bare feet in his hands, and even a slight glance to the side may cause him to lose control.

As the palms slowly rubbed the ankles, the soaring sweet and fruity aroma in the air continued to overflow and fill the entire bathroom.

Chu Jing no longer realizes where he is, and his whole body seems to be in a dreamland of soft clouds. The rippling water sucks away his strength, as if trying to make him merge with the soft clouds.

In a daze, he suddenly thought of the necklace that he struggled to lose when he was carried to the worm's nest.

"Hmm..." He could only hum softly.

The nameless fire burned in the body, and the heart became more and more empty, and there was nothing.

Strongly wanting to gain a sense of security, the young man eagerly lowered his ankles, and wrapped his hands around the man's neck, sniffing carefully like a small animal, looking for even a trace of Alpha pheromone.

The black shirt on Lu Sien's body was completely wet. The all-black color reflected the boy's soft white skin, and there was still crimson on it.

The big hand was frozen in mid-air, and the sound of the shower could barely cover the man's heavy panting and beating heartbeat.

The young man sniffed and searched bewilderedly, his body was getting closer and closer, intimate.

He even showed his small fangs and lightly bit the back of the man's neck.

Unfortunately, not a single trace of Alpha's pheromone leaked.

Soft and smooth

The skin was constantly rubbing against the rough shirt fabric during the movement, and Lu Sien could almost imagine the bright red marks printed on the boy's front.

He was about to pull the boy off his body, but he didn't expect to be bitten on the neck suddenly.

"...Baby." Lu Sien's voice was hoarse and dangerous.

Males have no glands at the back of the neck.

However, there is the most stimulating male genital cavity.

The boy's behavior just now is tantamount to asking for pleasure...

The man's nose was filled with a sweet and fragrant smell, which was continuously emitted from the glands on the back of the boy's neck.

Like the fragrance of flowers that tempt those who come to pick them.

A concept suddenly appeared in Lu Sien's mind——

passion period.

A concept belonging to Terran Omega that corresponds to Zerg's estrus period.

Then, there is an explanation for the boy's stronger smell than usual.

But... of the human race?

How to solve it?

Holding the slender and soft waist with his big hands, the man gently pecked and kissed the side of the boy's neck.

"Baby..." He sighed hoarsely.

The fireworks celebrating the first snow bloom in the night sky with a few scattered stars, reflecting the light on the indoor floor through the window lattice.

The man shielded himself from the object, and all he heard in the confined space was a weak weeping sound.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Little Angel: You're greedy for his body, you're despicable!

Parent Lu: No...

Little Angel: You are not greedy for his body, you eunuch!

Parents of Lu: Stop being a human being :-)

did not eat!Only the winner of the Shura field in the finals can have the first blood!

谢谢宝贝们，啾咪～感谢在2020-04-2423:25:25~2020-04-2521:17:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: ?? Le Duo ° 3;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: I am 12 bottles of conch;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!