How do different species fall in love

Mo Yubing bit his lip.

"Mo..."

"What do you call me?"

Long Yao was a little embarrassed.

He didn't feel anything wrong when he called him that at home, but it's one thing to call him that himself, being asked to call him that... Damn, he actually finds such a strong Mo Yubing very attractive.

His waist was pinched, Long Yao trembled all over, and said, "Husband... um..."

Long Yao had itchy flesh, and was most afraid of others touching his waist, so every time Mo Yubing's arms wrapped around his waist, he didn't dare to struggle, at most he moved a little, and eventually he would cooperate obediently.

Dear, why not kiss.

Mo Yubing is so handsome, who is going to take advantage?

The sour taste of wine, the sweet aroma of wine, the soft tongue entangled, the mouth was invaded wantonly, but it was expected but caught people off guard. Being watched by Mo Yubing, Long Yao wanted to turn his eyes away, but he didn't dare.

There have been many kisses between them, but Mo Yubing has never looked at him intently like this.

Looking into those charming obsidian eyes, he couldn't look away. His body was shackled by Mo Yubing's powerful arms, and he was breathing the breath that filled him, as if the whole person was about to melt into his body.

There was some distance between the bar chairs. In order to stabilize his body, Long Yao could only hug Mo Yubing and lean on him tightly.

Gradually, he tightened his arms.

Sensing his response, Mo Yubing couldn't help deepening the kiss until the nail pierced someone's lips, and the rusty taste of blood came from his mouth.

No matter how expensive the Baixue Wansui pattern is, sake is still drinking alcohol, and the alcohol content is not high, so Mo Yubing is very clear about what he is doing.

The four eyes met, staring at each other silently.

The body is close to each other, and Mo Yubing can clearly see the tiny fluff on his slightly flushed cheeks, and his silhouette is reflected in those cold and distant peach eyes.

At this moment, he keenly noticed that he had an emotion that he had never felt before.

It seems that something has gone bad. It is slowly fermenting in the left chest cavity along with the pulsation of that organ.

……

Jin Ziyue, Jin Ziyue, your eyes are indeed so vicious.

At the corner, Niang Niang looked at the two hugging and kissing in the light, and smiled strangely.

He'd better leave, don't eat dog food.

……

You can't drive after drinking, and the sports car only has two seats, so you can't ask for a substitute driver.

Long Yao fell asleep in a daze in the taxi, and when he woke up, he found that he had slipped into Mo Yubing's arms unknowingly.

He resolutely continued to pretend to be asleep.

I don't know how long it took, when Long Yao felt that he couldn't load it any longer, the driver finally said, "It's here, is it cash or a QR code?"

It was already three o'clock in the morning when we returned to Longteng Ziyuan.

Seven hours had passed since the last meal.

The dishes in the izakaya are all served with wine, and a small plate will not fill your stomach. As soon as Long Yao returned, he opened the freezer to try to find something to eat.

However, the empty freezer disappointed Long very much.

After working so hard to get the last can of yogurt out of the corner, Long Yao wandered back to the bedroom with the yogurt lid in his mouth. After setting the alarm, he turned on the air conditioner to [-] degrees and got into the thick blanket to sleep.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, the loud alarm did not wake him up, but Mo Yubing, who was in pajamas, pushed open the door and woke Long Yao up.

Long Yao poked his head out of the quilt in a trance, maybe it was his still-awake brain that gave him the courage, he maintained the posture of staring at him like sleepwalking for a second, then retracted back down.

Young Master Mo narrowed his eyes dangerously, pulled him out, and threatened: "I'll kiss you if I don't get up."

Long Yao shuddered and said, "But, I'm so sleepy."

"You just want me to kiss you."

Long Yao: "..."

You are just seducing me, Long Yao cursed.

Early in the morning, as for what, he started to set me up, Ben Long is not worth it.

He said lazily, "Why don't you come to sleep together?"

Mo Yubing smiled silently and said, "No, I'm hungry."

He pushed back Long Yao's forehead hair, and printed a good morning kiss on his smooth forehead.

……

Generally speaking, Mo Yubing doesn't go into the kitchen, Aunt Zhang can cook, and if he wants to eat something else, he can also order takeaway.

On only one occasion did he take the initiative to say that he was hungry.

It's when you want to eat something made by Long Yao.

"There's no more ingredients." Long Yao, who was standing in the kitchen after washing up and changing into home clothes, was a little troubled.

Forgot to buy it last night.

"There is still a bundle of longxu noodles, is it ok to eat next?"

Mo Yubing leaned against the door frame, glanced critically at the dragon beard face on Long Yao's hand, and nodded.

Cut~~ Look down on noodles, noodles can also be very delicate.

Starting the pot with cold water, Long Yao first blanched two washed lettuce leaves, boiled the noodles, and covered the pot.

Eating noodles alone was too dull, so he found the only remaining green pepper from the empty freezer.

Shred the green pepper, and the green pepper skin that was fried in the pan turned slightly yellow and blistered. After putting it there for later use, Long Yao began to adjust the bottom of the bowl.

Five-spice powder, salt, minced garlic, oyster sauce, chicken essence, dark soy sauce for coloring, if there is no bone soup base, you can replace it with lard.

Many people discriminate against lard. In fact, anyone who knows a little kitchen knowledge knows that lard is healthier than vegetable oil, and its calories are more than butter.

The lard jars at Young Master Mo’s house are very high-grade, like the jars of pearl powder used by old ladies in Shanghai. When you open them, the contents are as white and delicate as foundation, without any impurities.

I don't know if Mo Yubing is used to eating, but Long Yao only let it go a little bit, which is better than nothing.

Before chopping the chopped green onions, Long Yao asked a special question, and only sprinkled the green onions when he got an affirmative answer. After all, some people turned pale when they talked about green onions.

It's really like a mother, in every possible way.

When the noodles are ready and poured into the bowl, the hot soup is poured on the bottom of the material, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Mo Yubing had no interest in cooking, so he went to play games after watching it for a while, and when he smelled the aroma, he couldn't help but glance at him several times.

It's summer now, home clothes are all short-sleeved shorts, Long Yao's fair calf lines are tight, and his bare ankles have a green and sexy look.

He lowered his head slightly, his shoulder-length hair was pinned behind his ears, with one or two strands falling down, and his expression was focused.

It was just cooking a noodle, and he was serious as if he was treating the Alba white truffle worth $[-] per kilogram.

Young Master Mo, who has eaten all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, actually had expectations for a bowl of noodles.

When serving it out, Long Yao was a little nervous, because it can be seen from the usual menu that Mo Yubing seldom eats delicate carbohydrates, but noodles are.

"Green pepper noodles, try it."

In fact, Mo Yubing was a little disgusted, but of course, he didn't show it on the surface.

After all, Long Yao made it himself, and he gracefully picked up a bunch of chopsticks.

It's ok, but that's all.

Well, it's much more delicious than Aunt Zhang's.

Master Mo's stingy word of disapproval, but his hunger made him honestly eat all the noodles and soup.

Long Yao didn't even notice his awkward idea of ​​not wanting to give praise.

He had a big heart and didn't have any expectations at all.

Just such a few ingredients, tossing and tossing over and over again is nothing more than salty and light, in short, the taste can't be escaped, and it doesn't matter who makes it.

Speaking of this, why don't you choose a time someday to cook hard dishes and show off your cooking skills.

He had the feeling before that Mo Yubing was seducing him, and this morning it was absolutely true.

Therefore, he can't lag behind the progress of building favorability.

Experts play tricks, see the tricks~

【The author has something to say】: really sleepy

The facial expression that describes Long Yao getting up is my true portrayal

Ahem, I saw Aston guessing the foreshadowing in the comment area, I really wanted to spoil it, but my beating conscience made me hold back~

Good night big Karma I love you