Do You Want to Touch My Fish Tail?

In fact, Song Huai didn't really expect to hear such words from Lu Mian's mouth. He clasped his fingers and asked shyly, "Then why did you come to pick me up on purpose?"

As soon as the words came out, both of them fell silent.

When the eyes of Song Huai and Lu Mian met, it was like lightning collided, and the two involuntarily glanced at their faces.

There was an ambiguous silence here.

Only the secretary flicked the screen expressionlessly, and continued to speak without surprise: "Admiral, the daytime temperature on Sestvin will be ten to sixteen degrees Celsius tomorrow, three to six degrees Celsius at night, and the south wind will be three to four degrees. "

Song Huai cast a puzzled look.

The secretary said: "Oh, the general asked me to record the weather on Seistevon every day since the day Madam went to Sestervin. You see, this is the screenshot I sent to the admiral every day."

Song Huai took the communicator from him, flicked it a few times, and took eleven screenshots of the regional weather of Sestvin.

Lu Mian coughed twice, and gave the secretary a cold look, signaling him to shut up.

The secretary flinched like a quail, and then closed his mouth.

Song Huai's two little faces were blushing, and a pair of almond eyes looked at Lu Mian without blinking.But when Lu Mian really looked over, he felt embarrassed again.

Song Huai buried his reddened face in the little rabbit that Lu Mian had prepared for him.

·

It was almost early morning when I returned from Sestvin and returned to Capital Star's villa.

The secretary sent Song Huai's luggage to the room and left.

Obviously very sleepy, but because of the sudden excitement, Song Huai tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

His little heart kept beating wildly.

Lu Mian gave him a bunny, checked the weather secretly, and found a reason to pick him up. Does Lu Mian like him?

Is that what he thought it meant?

Song Huai rolled around on the bed like he was bleeding from chicken blood, and kicked his feet from time to time. If he was not afraid of disturbing Lu Mian to rest, he would now be able to make a high-pitched and loud groundhog scream.

On the other side, the admiral who returned to the room waited patiently in the room.

Seeing that the clock was almost pointing to the early morning, there was still no movement at the door of his room.

Song Huai had just returned from training camp, so he should be sleeping now.

Lu Mian endured it, but in the end he couldn't.

He walked out the door, just in time to hear a "boom" sound coming from Song Huai's room.

It sounded like something heavy falling to the ground.

Lu Mian knocked on the door: "Song Huai?"

Hearing the movement outside the door, Song Huaima, who just rolled over and fell off the bed because of being too excited, got up from the ground.

When he saw a child appearing in front of him in the familiar rabbit pajamas, Lu Mian's momentum when he knocked on the door suddenly weakened by half.

His eyes flicked across Song Huai's slightly loose collar, a piece of white flesh was exposed at the neckline of the collar, and above the delicate and beautiful collarbone was a section of snow-white and tender neck.

Lu Mian's eyes kept wandering, and finally his eyes fell on Song Huai's bare feet.

Seeing the other person's bare feet, Lu Mian frowned unconsciously.

When Song Huai saw Lu Mian looking at his feet, he couldn't help shrinking his toes. He stepped on one foot on the other, trying to hide his feet.

Why does Lu Mian look at him with that kind of eyes? Does he like his feet so much?

Song Huaiweng said in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Lu Mian's thoughts were pulled back. He looked at the other's soft hair, and felt as if his heart had been gently scratched by a feather.

After a moment of silence, Lu Mian said, "Go to bed early if you have nothing to do."

Is it just that?

Song Huai felt a little lost in his heart.

Just as Lu Mian was about to leave, Song Huai suddenly pulled his wrist.

Lu Mian turned around and saw the child with his head lowered. From this angle, he could see the scenery in the collar of the other party, as well as Song Huai's small soft pink earlobes.

Song Huai carefully grabbed Lu Mian's wrist, raised his face, and said seriously, "I suddenly remembered something important."

Song Huai's fingers were as slender as a teenager's. Because the ten fingers did not touch the water of Yangchun, the pads of the fingers did not have any calluses, and they looked unusually soft.

He gently grasped Lu Mian's wrist, and his body temperature was transmitted through his fingertips.

Lu Mian's Adam's apple rolled up and down almost inaudibly, and he looked down at Song Huai's movement of holding his hand, his eyes covered by long eyelashes were deep and dark.

"What's the matter?" Lu Mian asked, his voice hoarse than before, and he was startled when the voice came out.

When Song Huai heard his voice, a blush could be seen on his cheeks.

He pursed his lips and said in an almost coquettish tone: "You haven't kissed me yet. It's what you owed me before. You have to kiss me twelve times."

It seemed like a long time before Lu Mian spoke with difficulty: "Twelve...times...?"

Lu Mian raised his eyes abruptly, and Song Huai bumped into his overly dark pupils. At that moment, Song Huai actually felt the danger.

But he didn't back down, still raised his face, and said very confidently: "Yes, you owe me twelve goodnight kisses!"

Lu Mian looked at him seriously: "Are you... sure?"

Although Lu Mian was a bit fierce before, she had never looked at him with such eyes.

Song Huai stuttered suddenly: "Of course."

The strings in my mind snapped.

Song Huai's waist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and the next second, the smell of camphor after the rain swept over.

When Song Huai came to his senses, his and Lu Mian's bodies were already tightly pressed together.

Lu Mian embraced his waist with one hand, and pinched the back of his neck with the other. With some thin calluses, her slender fingers gently stroked Song Huai's bare skin on the back of his neck, as if comforting the skin he pinched. prey in hand.

The kid just took a bath, and his body has a unique milky fragrance of milk body wash, which is as mellow and attractive as him.

Lu Mian took a deep look at Song Huai, and when he met Song Huai's pure and almost flawless eyes, Lu Mian suddenly figured out something.

He obeyed his heart and lowered his head.The kiss slowly fell from the forehead, the tip of the nose, and the cheek.

Finally, the slightly parted lips.

They were so close that they could even feel the child's soft breath.

Lu Mian's eyes dimmed, and she grabbed Song Huai's slightly open softness with her lips.

The first taste of it.

The moment they parted, Song Huai's face blushed completely.

He covered his scalding face and looked at Lu Mian foolishly.

With a "what are you doing" expression on his face.

Lu Mian thought that the child was unwilling, and his mind sank.

Unexpectedly, Song Huai just twitched a few times, and then handed his face over with his eyes closed, anticipating secretly in his heart.

Song Huai waited for a while before the kiss, and opened his eyes again.

Looking at each other, Lu Mian still looked at him with a straight face.

Song Huai pouted unhappily.

Looking at his silly and cute appearance, Lu Mian showed a rare smile that could be called happy.

It was the first time for Song Huai to see Lu Mian smiling like this, and he was dazzled by the beauty for a moment.

Until Lu Mian's kiss fell again.

This time the kiss paused for two seconds, and when they parted, Song Huai was still like a kitten, sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking his lips eagerly.

The bottom of Lu Mian's eyes was so dark that water dripped out, and when Song Huai could hardly remember it, he grabbed the back of the man's head and kissed her.

·

In the car the next day, Song Huai greeted the secretary cheerfully as usual.

"Allen, morning!"

"Morning, ma'am."

The secretary noticed from the rearview mirror in the car that after getting in the car, Song Huai and Lu Mian sat on both sides, and the distance between them was wider than when the atmosphere was tense before.Forget about Song Huai, even Lu Mian was almost leaning against the car door.

Song Huai shyly glanced towards Lu Mian several times. When Lu Mian glanced over, the former put his fingers together and said timidly, "Morning, good morning."

Lu Mian's expression seemed ordinary, and he gave a flat "hmm".

However, the secretary who had followed Lu Mian for many years soon noticed something unusual.

When Lu Mian glanced to look out the window, the secretary blinked several times and checked through the car interior mirror, was his immediate boss, known for his ruthlessness, shy just now?

The secretary shifted his gaze to Song Huai, who was biting his lip and smirking secretly.

No one spoke in the car for a while, Song Huai tugged at the corner of his clothes, thinking about last night.

Lu Mian kissed him eight times on the lips, and the time was longer each time. Once in the middle, Song Huai boldly stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the other's lips lightly.

At that time, it probably wasn't Song Huai's illusion, he felt that Lu Mian's fingers holding his neck tightened a little.

the end.

Song Huai couldn't stop laughing from ear to ear, but he still tried his best to restrain his complacent emotions. He kept the kissing action, hugging Lu Mian's waist and refused to let go.

He raised his head, opened a pair of innocent almond eyes, and asked him seemingly ignorantly: "You, you kiss me like this, what is the relationship between us?"

When Lu Mian's Adam's apple moved slightly and was about to speak, Song Huai covered his mouth with his hand.

The palm was pressed tightly against the other's lips.

Lu Mian's lips were different from the cold personality he showed to the outside world, they were soft and warm.

Song Huai had just experienced this feeling personally.

Song Huai fantasized for a while.

Then it occurred to him that if an old man like Lu Mian couldn't say anything interesting, he might as well let him take the initiative.

Song Huai pursed his lips, held back his sweet smile, and asked innocently, "Are you my boyfriend?"

The word boyfriend is like water is suddenly added to a hot oil pan, and it explodes at once.

Lu Mian froze for a moment.

As for Song Huai himself, because of these words, he buried himself in Lu Mian's arms in shame. Like a clingy puppy, he rubbed his head against Lu Mian's chest.

Song Huai felt that if this continued, he might be burned to death by the heat on his face.

Shame and anticipation burst forth.

After a few seconds, Song Huai heard a voice above his head: "En."

Song Huaiguang recalled the scene last night, but his heart still accelerated uncontrollably.

Lu Mian is not only his fiancé.

Now it's his boyfriend.

thought here.

Song Huai sneaked a glance at Lu Mian, who was seriously reading the newspaper, and then, Song Huai's buttocks moved towards Lu Mian bit by bit, like a snail climbing a tree. The general who was reading the newspaper paid attention. Seeing Song Huai's movements, his back froze.

Song Huai moved slowly to Lu Mian's side, only a few inches away, and their legs were about to touch each other.

Song Huai pretended to be nonchalant and glanced around, then quietly stretched out his right hand to rest on the seat.

Lu Mian is already his boyfriend, does he understand it?

After waiting for a few seconds, Lu Mian still didn't move.

Song Huai couldn't bear it anymore.

He turned his face and looked at Lu Mian angrily.

The latter saw his little movements one by one, and when he saw Song Huai's pouted mouth, he didn't know what he thought of.

Lu Mian's eyes darkened.

Suddenly, Lu Mian said, "Concentrate on driving."

Mr. Secretary, who was caught peeking distractedly while driving, was shocked, and immediately dared not peek again.

The next second, Song Huai felt his hand being held.

The man holding his hand had his long legs crossed, and was looking at the newspaper on his long legs solemnly.

Lu Mian's cold and solemn appearance was too deceptive. If in the past, seeing Lu Mian slightly frowning while reading the newspaper, Song Huai would have thought that he was unwilling to hold her.

If the other party hadn't kissed him like that last night, if the other party hadn't admitted that he was his boyfriend last night, if the newspaper on Lu Mian's lap hadn't been reversed.

Song Huai licked the small canine teeth in his mouth, and thought happily: Why didn't he realize that Lu Mian was so cute before.

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