How do different species fall in love

When everything was tidied up and went to bed, and Long Yao had become accustomed to lying flat and doing things, Mo Yubing just pressed up, touched him lightly with his slightly cool lips, and then let him go.

Long Yao: "?"

"Go to bed early tonight." Young Master Mo's voice was hoarse and soft, like some other emotion, but it was hard to tell.

Great.

Finally able to rest for the night.

Although sex is something you love and I wish, but this day, as long as they are together, they are sticky, and Zha Long said that he can't stand it.

Sometimes he felt that he was not a busker, but more like a prostitute.

Why did the unemployed cowherd come out, everything is for life?

Well, at least his guest is more handsome than him, so he won't lose.

go to bed.

When the pointer reached three o'clock, Long Yao woke up from hunger again.

He rubbed his belly, thinking that he deserved it.

but……

The movement of stroking his stomach gradually hesitated, Long Yao felt the feeling from the palm of his hand, what's going on...

He actually has a small belly?

amount.

The lower abdomen, which used to be flat, has a slight bulge, but it is not as soft as fat, but slightly hard.

Because of hunger, Long Yao didn't think much, got out of bed quietly, went to the kitchen freezer to get some food, and comforted himself while eating.

It's good to gain weight.

For someone who battles malnutrition and hypoglycemia every day, gaining weight is hard and good.

Why do you have a fat belly? !

He sat on the stove in the kitchen, dangling his feet, thinking about it while eating, and when he came back after eating and drinking, he found that Mo Yubing was not on the bed.

Zha Zhalong, who had been influenced by various horror and suspense films, turned around instantly... well, there was nothing behind him.

The doors to the balcony and the bedroom opened at some point, and the heavy gauze curtains were blown up by the wind. There was a looming figure standing with his back leaning on the railing. The silhouette couldn't be seen clearly. When he got closer, it was undoubtedly Mo Yubing.

He leaned his back against the railing, resting his elbows on it, and holding a cigarette in one hand. He was clearly facing the bedroom, but turned his head sideways, looking outside.

The black hair was blown by the wind, and the ends of the hair brushed against the tall nose bridge and the narrow and long eyes, and there was no wave in the black eyes.

Long Yao confirmed his previous intuition that Mo Yubing was indeed different today.

Anyway, he had been found quietly getting up at night, and it seemed a bit too heartless to retreat to the bed now, so he walked over and leaned against the railing like him.

Mo Yubing lowered his head slightly and said, "Where did you go?"

"Go downstairs."

Mo Yubing lifted his chin and kissed him lightly.

It was a silent, calm and restrained kiss. It didn't invade his mouth and wreak havoc as usual, it just stayed in touch, light bite and lick.

That's how it tickles people's hearts.

Long Yao took the initiative to stretch out his hand, wrapping his neck around his neck, trying to deepen the kiss, but found that the seduced person's reaction was very cold.

Long Yao couldn't help but look at him.

Mo Yubing's eyes were particularly beautiful, long and narrow, with very black pupils. At this moment, Long Yao's gaze was caught, and those eyes fixed his eyes on him. He felt that the color was rich and pure, like a black hole and an abyss.

Long Yao was at a loss and looked away. Just like that, Mo Yubing held the back of his head with the hand that was not holding the cigarette, and said unceremoniously.

After a while, feeling his shortness of breath, Mo Yubing let him go.

He doesn't want to do it today.

No one spoke for a long time, only the cigarette in Mo Yubing's hand was flickering with a faint spark, and the atmosphere was a little silent.

After a while, Young Master Mo said, "Honey and chocolate."

"!!"

"how do you know??"

Mo Yubing licked the corner of his mouth and said, "There's a sweet taste in my mouth."

Long Yao panicked.

"You haven't stopped talking all day, and you go down to steal food in the middle of the night."

Zha Zhalong became angry from embarrassment.

"You are not, you don't sleep most of the night, you run out to smoke."

After finishing speaking, he felt that his tone seemed too much, so he said: "Smoking is not good for your health."

"I can not sleep."

Oh my god... He actually felt a little wronged by Boss Mo's voice.

Calm down, this is an illusion.

"Would you like me to coax you to sleep?"

Long Yao looked at him kindly like a nanny.

Mo Yu shook his head slowly, and said in a low voice, "I can't sleep in this house."

The wind suddenly picked up, and the curtains dancing wildly in the night wind were almost parallel to the ground. Thinking of Long Yao's fear of the cold today, Mo Yubing stubbed out his cigarette and said, "Go in."

Lying on the bed, thinking about Mo Yubing's weirdness in his heart, Long Yao's thoughts went wild, and he lost sleepiness.

Boss Mo of his family seemed a little unhappy.

Although this kind of emotion seems to rarely appear on him, whoever provokes him, he can clean it up with a flick of a finger, and he won't be unhappy when he gets angry.

Long Yao thought, at least he could do something to divert his attention.

Speaking of which, if it wasn't for something wrong with him, Mo Yubing wouldn't have stayed in this place where he couldn't sleep.

He said, "Honey."

"Ok?"

Mo Yubing really wasn't asleep yet.

Long Yao hugged his arm sideways, and said coquettishly: "I want to play games, take me to the top."

Playing games at four in the morning?

Unable to sleep either way, Young Master Mo reluctantly agreed to his proposal, but thinking of Long Yao's level...he handed his mobile phone to this skeletal game rookie, and said, "You use my account."

He has all heroes and all skins, and the inscriptions of all heroes are well-matched and full, and the skins also have a little bonus.

Long Yao then took his account.

It is said that it is a high score, but it is actually a low score.

When they were playing games in Wuhei, because Long Yao was not good at cooking, the two best players in the game, Mo Yubing and Quan Ziyao, had to be online at the same time to maintain a [-]-[-] split.

Mo Yubing was the only one at the moment, obviously he couldn't move him.

Although Long Yao was already serious about playing, this thing was like a talent, he didn't light up the skill tree about the game by nature.

Mo Yubing said dumbly, "I don't deserve to take you with me."

After kneeling for more than ten rounds, the system prompts that the intimacy is enough to choose to establish a relationship. When Long Yao clicks on the friend page and selects a relationship, he finds that Mo Yubing's account couple is grayed out.

In other words, he couldn't establish a relationship with Mo Yubing because he was occupied by someone.

He clicked in and took a look, the line of couple relationship, followed by [Bingyao]

Quan Ziyao.

How should I put it, not too surprised.

Young Master Mo was waiting in the room for him to click on Ready, seeing that he hadn't prepared all this time, he glanced at his game interface, and was slightly taken aback.

Although Long Yao didn't ask, he still explained: "An event a long time ago."

"She wanted the couple skin from that event, so she built it."

To be honest, Mo Yubing felt that the relationship between a couple was nothing. Originally, he and Quan Ziyao had grown up together, and after more than ten years of friendship, they were already like relatives, but he glanced at Long Yao and said:

"Click to cancel."

Unexpectedly, Long Yao hesitated and said, "It's not very good."

Thinking of Quan Ziyao, Mo Yubing suddenly remembered something and said:

"By the way, make room tomorrow."

"What are you doing?"

"Take you out for dinner."

Eat Longyao will not refuse.

"But I have to practice driving tomorrow."

"Xiao Xu will pick you up after car practice."

"it is good."

Before falling asleep again, Long Yao thought vaguely, tomorrow...what is tomorrow?