Professor Leng Yan's pheromone is sultry

On a quiet rainy night, the vehicle drove smoothly on the road.

Rainwater washes against the glass, is scattered by the wipers, and then gathers again.

The tight rain has enclosed an airtight space, making the interior of the car extremely quiet.

Shen Song, who was sitting in the co-pilot, rested his forehead with one hand, propped his elbow on the window, and stared at the rear of a white car in front with his eyes raised.

The phone in his pocket kept vibrating, and he didn't even need to take it out to know it was from his mother.

Indeed, he promised his empress dowager to go home for dinner today.

The buzzing sound of the phone made Yun Lin raise his eyebrows, and glanced at him in the rearview mirror, "No answer?"

Shen Song, who was still holding his head on his hands just now, suddenly remembered - not rigorous.

He changed his posture, shook his hands slyly, and said, "No, my hands hurt so much that I can't answer the phone."

Yun Lin raised his eyes indifferently, and turned his face halfway to look at him, the tear mole at the corner of his eyes added an indescribable charm, his eyes were full of contempt.

"It wasn't when you put your head on your hands?"

"Uh……"

Shen Song, who was fascinated by staring at Yun Lin's side face, was extremely embarrassed when asked, he pinched his wrist, and said aggrievedly: "I just forgot, Brother Yun Lin reminded me, it hurts just thinking about it."

Yun Lin stared ahead and focused on driving the car. Before a red light, he stepped on the brakes and stopped the car.

Then he turned his face and raised his chin.

"It still hurts a lot?"

Shen Song met such a pair of eyes, cold but flying at the end of the eyes, small moles like diamonds at the end of the eyes, no matter how you look at them, they are two extremely contradictory temperaments, but they have reached a high degree of unity on this beautiful face.

He recovered and said, "It's okay."

"Lie down for a while if your hands are uncomfortable." Yun Lin unbuttoned the seat belt, leaned over, and stretched out his arms to wrap Shen Song's whole body in his arms. help you."

Yun Lin's whole body was almost lying on Shen Song's body, and the faint cedar fragrance on his body, mixed with the good-smelling body breath, directly rushed into Shen Song's nasal cavity.

The refreshing hair brushes Shen Song's neck softly - the neck is itchy, and the heart is also itchy.

At this moment, Shen Song even thought about where the child would go to school.

"All right."

Yun Lin really just adjusted the seat for him, sat back after adjusting it, and buckled the seat belt again.

???

Just... just like this?

Shen Song lay on the seat, obviously not reacting.

Just now, the warm and fragrant nephrite filled his arms, but suddenly his arms will be empty.

What, it's over after the seduction is over?

The red light at the intersection turned green, and the car started up again.

Yun Lin drove the car without looking sideways, and drove into the rainy street again.

It's really over...

It was done neatly.

Shen Song resisted the urge to turn over and push the person down, and moved back and forth on the co-pilot, but Yun Lin never looked at him again.

"..."

Not getting any attention.

Shen Song simply moved to a comfortable position, raised his legs like a grandpa, his left ankle rested on the knee of his right leg, shaking it once and for all.

"Call me when you arrive."

Yun Lin squeezed out an "um" from his nasal cavity, but he didn't care much about being regarded as a driver.

Shen Song was so angry that he almost turned upside down, he gritted his molars, turned his face away and looked at the window, with a displeased expression on his face.

Well you Yun Lin, I won't be called Chen Song if I don't make you say a few more words.

"Does Professor Yun like girls?"

Hearing this question suddenly, Yun Lin was instinctively taken aback, and glanced at him.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Shen Song sneered, put the "uninjured" arm on the back of his head, and stared at Yun Lin's delicate earlobe like porcelain.

"Professor, you already have a blind date that you get along well with. Do you like Pan Qian's type of girl? What's so good about her?"

Where am I worse than her?

I can do anything she can do.

Except I want to be your husband.

Just in time for another red light, Yun Lin stopped the car and pressed the handbrake button, heaved his shoulders, and then turned his head to look over.

"If you can't speak, you don't have to speak."

Looking at it from Shen Song's angle, Yun Lin's tall nose bridge divides the light and shadow, and the white and delicate skin is covered with a layer of cold frost by the cold white advertising light outside the window, which makes the beautifully shaped lips more lustrous.

Shen Song suddenly thought of a question - would such a cold guy kiss a girl?

unimaginable.

Those beautiful lips are rosy and full, and they must be terribly sweet to bite...

Shen Song's Adam's apple twitched, he resisted the urge to knock him down, and said: "But I don't think anyone in the world is worthy of Professor Yun."

Yun Lin responded coldly: "This has nothing to do with you."

It doesn't matter, it's a big deal.

Shen Song moved closer and smiled, "Professor, you may not know, but I know you want to chase me."

"...?"

"So, Professor, are you greedy for my body?"

"..."

Yun Lin wanted to kick him out of the car, but as a teacher of the people, he restrained the urge.

"Are you planning to go to the hospital to have a look at your brain?"

Shen Song wasn't angry at all, and smiled and pushed forward: "Then how do you say my butt is up?"

Buttocks again.

Yun Lin couldn't answer this question, his ears turned red from holding back, just at the time when the traffic light at the intersection changed, Yun Lin stepped on the accelerator hard without saying a word, and threw Chen Song who was leaning over directly back on the seat.

Shen Song's head was hit by the headrest, and he let out a "hiss—" and he almost blurted out—murdered her husband?

But he has reasons to believe that if he said so, he might be kicked out of the car.

After all, Professor Yun is also terrifying when he is angry, and he has long been famous.

Shen Song lay down again, shaking his "injured" wrist.

Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he planned to carry this "chat" to the end.

"Professor Yun...have you ever been in a relationship?"

Yun Lin is 25 years old and the girl has never held hands, and neither has the boy.

His indifference has scared away most people who covet beauty, and he doesn't pay attention to people like Su Qinghui.

However, he didn't need to explain to Shen Song.

"From now on, if you say one more word, get out of the car and run to the hospital by yourself."

After Yun Lin finished threatening coldly, he pumped the oil hard on the soles of his feet, and drove the car fast—he really didn't want to say another word to Shen Song.

This Omega is really not an ordinary beating.

Looking at Yun Lin's reaction, Shen Song already understood a lot in his heart.

Virgin.

The first kiss might still be there.

Tsk, pretty good.

Want to get his hands dirty.