God said, let there be light

The smell of agarwood is very faint, and it seems to leak out, and it sticks to Fan Luoyi's body silently.

Fan Roy kissed Byrne, and couldn't help laughing. This man was obviously very shameless, why did he think this Alpha was cold at first?It was later discovered that his personality is completely opposite, gentle and considerate, always worrying a lot in strange places, and becoming cautious, like now his pheromones are full of comfort, which makes Fan Roy feel at ease and comfortable.

"you laughed?"

"Otherwise, should I cry?" Fan Roy touched Byrne's cheek, thinking he was cute.

Byrne didn't think about what to say for a while, he actually hoped that Fan Roy would hug him and cry happily, crying out all the grievances and sorrows from childhood to adulthood, and wanted to tell him that he was his Alpha, will always be by his side, so he is no longer an orphan.

But Byrne was afraid. The last time he talked about the suicide note and tried to force it into Fan Roy's heart, but it made Fan Roy lose control of his emotions. He knew that it was not just because Fan Roy remembered his own life. Father, and the past he didn't want to mention.He didn't dare now, he was afraid that Fan Luoyi would beat him, and even more afraid that he would push him away.Finally, Fan Roy began to accept him slowly, and he didn't dare to act too hastily.

Fan Roy didn't know what Byrne was thinking, so he leaned against his neck to smell the smell of agarwood, and liked it.

Peng Hao said that he fell in love with Byrne, and Kang Ning also said that he fell in love with Byrne.So what can he do, he can't refuse, and he doesn't want to refuse.So be it.Lin Jianyao didn't bother him about getting married anymore, it's best now.

Byrne hugged Fan Roy for a while, looked at the models in the study, and couldn't help but ask, "Did you make all these models?"

Van Roy laughed and let go of Byrne: "Half and half."

Fan Roy walked to the bookshelf, took down a very old model of mecha, and took another model in active service of the Alliance, put it on the desk, pointed to the old mecha and said: "This father made it, those mechas The old ones were all made by my father, and the other one was made by Lan with my help. Some are ugly to look at, and may fall apart when you touch them, and I made them before."

"It's not easy to do these things, isn't it?" Byrne had to put together the jigsaw puzzle for a long, long time. Now that one has been put together intermittently for almost a month, and he hasn't even finished a quarter of it. Making the model should take more time and energy.

"A few days to a few weeks. If it needs to be processed, polished, painted, painted, aged, made war damage, and even made scenes, it may take several months, or even half a year." Van Roy said with a smile, "When I was young, I always sat in the study and watched my father concentrate on making models. I still remember it very clearly. Unfortunately, my hands are clumsy, and the slow work is not good-looking."

The process of making a model sounds very complicated.

"I'll do it for you in the future."

Fan Roy chuckled and said, "Finish your puzzle first."

"Then help me fight together."

"Zed can help. You can finish half of the spell in a few minutes."

"...Ah Luo, the point is not to complete the puzzle, but the point is that I want to be with you."

Fan Roy felt the throbbing in his heart, and he was taken aback for a moment before he smiled in a low voice. He didn't respond to Byrne immediately.

Byrne took Fan Roy's hand and tugged gently, looking at him as if expecting something.

"……understood."

Fan Luoyi said in a very soft voice, I got it.It's not silence, it's not "I refuse, I'm not interested", and it's not "Don't worry about it, let's do it", does this "I got it" count as progress?

Byrne sighed silently, at least Van Royken accepting his wishes was a big step towards success!It would be great if Van Roy could tell him how many steps are left...

Seeing Byrne's frowning look, Fan Roy couldn't help laughing, raised his head and kissed him on the chin, and said, "Let's go, help you put together the puzzle."

Byrne's eyes lit up, did he hear correctly? !Did he take this big step directly from the earth to the moon?

Fan Roy put the books and models back, led Byrne downstairs, and really went to solve the puzzle with him.

There were too many puzzles to be lost, so Byrne sorted the loose ones by color and put them in a fresh-keeping bag, making them very neat, but Fan Luoy wanted to laugh and asked him: "Every time you put it away and spread it out, don't Still can't find the right piece?"

"...then there is no other way."

Van Roy picked up a puzzle piece with a smile, and said, "Let's spread it out. There are only two of us in the house, so just let Zed not clean it up."

Putting together a jigsaw puzzle is completely different from making a model. It does not test the ingenuity, but the eyesight, distinguishing subtle color differences, and matching the appropriate puzzle pieces. It also tests patience.

In fact, Fan Roy is not a person who can calm down very easily. He is easily distracted and impatient. A large part of the reason for his slow modeling is that he cannot sit still. After two hours of hard work, he is not happy. Move to the side Once lost, it will not be touched again for several days.

I don't know why he thinks the jigsaw puzzle is quite interesting, even though sitting cross-legged is uncomfortable, he sat there for more than an hour without moving at all.

At the beginning, Byrne was helping to pick and choose, gesticulating here and there. After a while, he became absent-minded. He rested his arms on the sofa and supported his chin, patronizing Fan Roy. I like his focused look, like He has a calm look on his face, he likes the little movement of him biting his lip lightly, and even likes the soft light reflecting his face.

When his heart was full of liking, Byrne thought of the poem again, Love neither possesses nor is possessed, because love is satisfied in love.This is the moment, Byrne thought, there is no need for hot pheromones, no need for hugs and kisses or even touch, as long as he is in front of his eyes, it is enough.

"...This one is not right either, did you mix up the colors? There should be this light blue one..." Fan Luoyi searched, but never got a response from Byrne. He turned his head and looked straight at him. The infatuation in Byrne's gaze was frighteningly straightforward, and Fan Roy avoided it all at once, "...help me find it?"

Byrne tilted his head and smiled, stretched his hand along Fan Roy's forearm to the back of his hand, held it lightly for a moment, took the puzzle piece in his hand, and said, "Let me see."

Knowing that Byrne took the puzzle away, the temperature of the palms and fingertips dissipated, and Fan Roy was still frozen there. It took a while to remember to look for the puzzle.

Fan Luoyi turned his head to look carefully at the original photos, comparing them bit by bit, but the more he searched, the more he couldn't find them, and his heart couldn't settle down.

Byrne looked at the back of his neck when he lowered his head, and couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed it with the back of his finger. His fingers lightly brushed the broken hair on the hairline of the back of his neck. It was not irritating and rough, but very soft. , as if he had discovered something new and interesting, he rubbed it again, making Fan Roy itchy, avoided a little, and stared back at him.

"what?"

"Your hair is so soft."

"..." Fan Roy didn't know how to respond. Does it make any sense?

Byrne laughed. He has gotten closer to Fan Roy recently, and he can still hug him to sleep at night. He likes to rub the back of his neck, and wants to smell his pheromone, even a little bit, even if it is like this , he seemed to realize that his hair was soft for the first time just now, and he was a little surprised.

Fan Roy touched the back of his neck and said, "It's too late, let's try again tomorrow when we have time."

Van Roy wanted to stand up, but Byrne pressed his shoulders, and suddenly he heard him ask: "That morning...what happened?"

"What?" Van Roy immediately understood what Byrne was asking, but pretended not to understand.

"Okay, tell me next time, now, tell me."

Fan Roy was silent for a while, lowered his head slightly and said, "I forgot the protective sticker that day, and I overreacted a little in the morning."

Byrne was taken aback for a moment: "Afraid that I will mark you?"

"That's an overreaction."

This time it was Byrne's turn to be silent. He felt that Van Roy was still unwilling to confess completely. The protective stickers might be part of the reason. His fear of being marked was also true.

"I promised you, I won't mark you."

Van Roy looked up at Byrne, smiled slightly, and said with a relaxed voice, "I know." He never doubted it.

Byrne also laughed: "Then there is always something you don't know? Are you not curious about me at all?"

How could the Alpha of the storm group not make people curious?

Following Byrne's example, Fan Roy leaned on the sofa, propped his head, and looked at him.