Lu Zhao's coat was given to Song Chuman, and he was only wearing a sweater. Song Chuman wanted to ask him if he was cold, but he couldn't.

He watched Lu Zhao get closer and closer, his movements were gentle, as if he was probing.

The two breathed intertwined, and the tips of their noses rubbed against each other. Song Chuman didn't dare to blink or move.

Lu Zhao tilted his head slightly, paused for a second when he was about to meet, and then kissed him on the lips.

This kiss was carefully, with restraint and tenderness, and the lips were dry and hot.

Someone came out of the unit building, and the footsteps turned on the sensor light at the bottom of the building, and even this side was also lit. Song Chuman hurriedly pushed Lu Zhao away, and found that they couldn't see it from this angle.

His face was hot, and there seemed to be a trace of smoke on his lips, and he subconsciously licked it.

Lu Zhao saw his movements in the dark, his throat tightened, he lowered his head and kissed him again.

Song Chuman didn't refuse, but this time it was different. He felt a little moist touch, startled, and turned his head away.

Lu Zhao thought he didn't want to, so he didn't continue, and gently ran his palm along his back: "Don't be afraid."

Song Chuman was half hugged by him, and reached out to touch his sweater cuff: "...Are you cold?"

Lu Zhao didn't seem to answer his question, so he was embarrassed to ask it again.

Lu Zhao's body temperature was not low, he hugged Song Chuman even tighter, and put his chin on his shoulder: "It's cold."

Song Chuman was a little hesitant, but still asked, "Have you had dinner?"

So Lu Zhao followed him upstairs.

Song Chuman thought very simply, Lu Zhao sent too much fish, he couldn't finish it, and Lu Zhao was blowing the wind outside for so long, Song Chuman couldn't let him leave directly.

Even if he doesn't eat, let him enter the house to warm up before leaving.

The light at home was still on, and Song Chuman left it on before going out. The half-eaten food was placed on the table. He brought a pair of slippers for Lu Zhao and planned to reheat the food.

As soon as he got up, Lu Zhao pressed him against the wall.

The hot and humid kiss covered him tightly, Song Chuman's hands were pinned down and he couldn't move, Lu Zhaohe was a different person when he was downstairs, he pried open his teeth with fierce and irritable force, as if he wanted to tear him apart eat into the stomach.

Song Chuman was very flustered, but the more he struggled, the harder Lu Zhao exerted himself, and the tip of his tongue hurt. When he finally came to his senses, the two of them had passed from the door to the sofa at some unknown time.

Lu Zhao hugged him, and slowly kissed the moisture off his lips.

Song Chuman vaguely understood that this should be called kissing.

He was still wearing Lu Zhao's coat, he was hot inside and out, and complained: "Hot..."

Lu Zhao unbuttoned the coat on his body, reached in from the open coat and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Even though he was still wearing a sweater, Song Chuman shivered as if he had completely ripped it off.

"What's the matter?" Lu Zhao was satisfied with his posture, stroking Song Chuman's cheeks and the side of his neck like giving a cat a massage.

Song Chuman was still a little dazed. He noticed a small wound on Lu Zhao's lower lip, and raised his hand to touch it: "I bit it?"

"Well," Lu Zhao pointed his fingertips up, touching Song Chuman's slightly parted lips, and pressed the little tiger teeth, "It's quite sharp."

Although Lu Zhao had no experience, he faintly noticed that Song Chuman was more ignorant, and asked him in a low voice, "The first kiss?"

Song Chuman nodded honestly: "Yes."

Never kissed a boyfriend before?Lu Zhao didn't ask this question, but couldn't hide his expression.

He took Song Chuman's hand and kissed it on his lips: "This is my answer."

Song Chuman didn't understand for a while: "What?"

Lu Zhao said, "The question downstairs is how much I like you."

Song Chuman knew now. He recalled the two times when Lu Zhao kissed him, and the roots of his ears began to turn red again.

They all kissed each other, and Song Chuman had already broken up with her boyfriend. Lu Zhao felt that the time was almost here, so he hugged him tightly: "Chuman, will you be with me?"

Song Chuman pushed him away a little: "I..."

Lu Zhao lowered his eyes and said, "Still angry with me?"

"No." Song Chuman shook his head, he was not angry anymore, but... he didn't know what to say.

Lu Zhao observed his expression carefully, and said slowly, "I will treat you well and stay with you every day."

"You can also just move here with me, Mianmian misses you very much..." He rubbed the tip of Song Chuman's nose affectionately, "I miss you very much too."

He was sure that Song Chuman liked him, but for some reason, he was still hesitating.

Now that Song Chuman had broken up, Lu Zhao was not so anxious.

He said softly: "I'll give you time to think, don't ignore me."

Lu Zhao would rather Song Chuman lose his temper with him than try the feeling of being blacklisted and turned away.

Song Chuman let out a "hmm".

Lu Zhao tentatively asked, "The blacklist..."

Song Chuman glanced at him, got up and took out his mobile phone from the corner of the sofa on the other side, and pulled Lu Zhao's WeChat and phone number from the blacklist.

Only then did Lu Zhao feel completely at ease, and rubbed the top of his hair: "Let's go eat."

After dinner, Lu Zhao wanted to help clean up the tableware, but Song Chuman refused and asked him to go to the living room to rest.

After turning off the kitchen light and coming out, Lu Zhao sat on the sofa, propped up one hand and closed his eyes, as if falling asleep.

Song Chuman walked over holding his breath without waking him up.

When Lu Zhao was quiet, he was as gentle and harmless as his first impression.

Once in contact for a long time, it is another look.

Song Chuman felt that he understood Lu Zhao a little bit.

When it comes to really talking about love, there is another disadvantage. They may have conflicts, quarrel and break up before long, and finally become one of each other's passers-by.

Getting along with each other is much more difficult than having an imaginary boyfriend.

Song Chuman thought about it, and suddenly felt that Lu Zhao in front of him was a little unreal.

Is there really such a person who only likes him and treats him so well?

He stared at Lu Zhao for a while, then approached quietly, his fingers slowly reaching for Lu Zhao's breath.

Lu Zhao just opened his eyes at this moment and saw Song Chuman's movements clearly: "What are you doing?"

Song Chuman suddenly withdrew his hand: "No..."

He couldn't say, he wanted to see if Lu Zhao was alive...

Lu Zhao pulled him up and sat down, easily guessing his thoughts and intentions: "Think I'm fake?"

He grabbed Song Chuman's hand, and pressed the palm against the side of his neck, allowing him to feel the pulse and temperature under the skin.

Lu Zhao also suggested, "How about kissing again?"

Song Chuman blushed and shook his head: "No need."

A strange cell phone rang suddenly, and Song Chuman, still wearing Lu Zhao's coat, bowed his head to the sound.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, Lu Zhao took it, got up and went to the balcony window to answer it.

Song Chuman glanced at it just now. There is no note on the number, but it shows a place of attribution.

If he's not mistaken, it seems to be... City D.

The author has something to say: This chapter counts as an update on the 11th, and it will not be updated on the night of the 11th. Adjust the work and rest in the underworld [Serious]

Update as usual on the evening of the 12th

Here is a pre-received article, and the next book is open!

"How to Feed a Baby Zombie"

Copywriter:

Tao Qiu is a little zombie. There are three things he must do every day: bathe, fight, and watch the stars.

Taking a shower is to keep yourself clean.

The fight is to drive away all the uninterested zombies around.

Xing Xing is a human being named Wen Xing. Tao Qiu likes to hide and watch him secretly, and even quietly brings him food, which are sparrows and fish caught by himself.

One day, he was accidentally discovered by Wen Xingshi, and Tao Qiu squatted on the ground twitching and begging for mercy: "Don't drive me away...no, don't blow my head off..."

**

In 2305, the apocalypse struck, and Wen Xingshi became a person with supernatural powers.

His ability is called "Destruction", and it is the strongest type of known ability.

But as a price, he often has splitting headaches, sleepless nights, and is easily out of control, attacking indiscriminately.

In order to ensure the safety of his companions, Wen Xingshi had to move to the woods outside the area, away from the crowd, and live alone.

**

The days of living alone were boring and dull, and the pain and tearing wounds became more and more frequent. He began to lose track of the days and only knew night and day.

Until he found a beautiful boy in the woods.

He was on the verge of losing his sanity, full of violent emotions and had nowhere to vent, but the moment he saw the boy, he calmed down strangely.You are a genius, :, URL

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