There is always scum who wants to be reborn

Zhu Wanxing raised his legs and walked out, walked to the corner and glanced at the man from the corner of his eye before he was relieved and walked down the stairs on the other side, slowly wandering to the second floor.

Zhu Wanxing raised his legs and walked out, walked to the corner and glanced at the man from the corner of his eye before he was relieved and walked down the stairs on the other side, slowly wandering to the second floor.

The windows in the corridor are all open, the evening wind blows in and directly blows the cold sweat on Zhu Wanxing's back. He already drank a lot tonight, but now when the cold wind blows, he gets drunk on his scalp layer by layer. Walking more and more dizzy, this time I am really drunk.

Seeing that his feet were getting more and more vacant, Zhu Wanxing was afraid that something would happen outside, so he wanted to find a guest room first and then call Lu Tinghe, but as soon as he pressed the handle of the nearest guest room, the door suddenly opened a crack, Zhu Wanxing screamed and was caught Pulled in vigorously.

The door behind him slammed shut, and by the time he realized it, he had already been hugged into his arms, and Zhu Wanxing felt relieved when he smelled the familiar smell, wrapped his hands around his waist and rubbed his head into the socket of the person's neck, whispering softly : "Scared me, brother is not afraid of catching the wrong person."

"It can't be wrong," Lu Tinghe smiled and pinched his ears: "I knew it was you from a long distance away."

His voice was as steady as usual, but there was a thin layer of nervous sweat in his hands, he didn't calm down until he really embraced Zhu Wanxing, closed his eyes and let out a breath: "Is everything going well?"

"It's okay, I met your foolish cousin on the way, and I fooled him," Zhu Wanxing pressed his forehead against his shoulder in pain, and even the breath he exhaled was a little hot.

It was only then that Lu Tinghe realized what was wrong with him, and pinched his chin to look carefully, "What's wrong, little boy? Why is your face so red?"

"Yeah... I just pretended to be drunk, put some pheromones... it's red..." Zhu Wanxing said as he shook his head like a puppy, and stared at him blankly: " But I seem to be really drunk... I shouldn't..."

His face is indeed very red, even the tip of his nose and the end of his eyes are pink, and there is a hazy layer of mist in his eyes, and when he looks up, he looks dripping with water, cute and pitiful, like a small piece of freshly baked sweet cake.

Lu Tinghe couldn't like it so much, he pinched his shoulders and pressed him against the door almost uncontrollably, "Why is the baby so obedient..."

The deep murmur was crushed by the tightly pressed lips, and Lu Tinghe kissed him aggressively. It was more like a bite than a kiss. First, he wrapped his lips around the tip of his delicate nose, and his teeth were finely ground.

When Zhu Wanxing was short of breath, he raised his head and leaned over to bite his lower lip. After a burst of eager grinding, his tongue drove straight in, constantly changing the angle and kissing deeply.

Zhu Wanxing's tongue was teased by him, sucking softly, the four lips were tightly intertwined as if they were glued together, finally a gap was revealed, and before Zhu Wanxing took a breath, he was caught again. He squeezed his chin and swallowed.

Zhu Wanxing was dizzy when he was let go, and he clung to his chest limply so that he didn't slip down, and the murmurs in his throat were full of nasal sounds, now the little sweet cake turned into a little sticky cake, it was still wine heart.

Lu Tinghe was almost certain that Zhu Wanxing was really drunk, or was drunk by his own pheromones.

His pheromone models have a special smell. They are whiskey mixed with hazelnut aroma, which is more or less inductive. Excessive inhalation can easily lead to drunkenness.

In Lu Tinghe's previous life, he only saw Zhu Wanxing drunk by his own pheromones once. At that time, he was suddenly in heat and he didn't pay attention. When Lu Tinghe came home from work, he was already drunk and passed out. Nao, just talking in a low voice foolishly while hugging someone.

Talking about the biscuits that he liked to eat when he was a child, and the bracelet that Lu Tinghe bought for him, he chattered endlessly, and the ending of each sentence rose slightly, as if he was acting like a baby inadvertently, so obedient and soft that he wanted to make people's hearts go away. Kneaded.

As if to test his idea, Zhu Wanxing blinked and asked him: "Why did you bite me?"

Lu Tinghe knew that he was already drunk when he heard the ending sound, so he rubbed against the tip of the person's nose helplessly and pitifully, imitating his tone: "Then why are you getting yourself drunk again?"

Zhu Wanxing probably knew that he had made a mistake, so he smiled embarrassedly: "Then I didn't do it on purpose."

"Little drunk cat, I don't even know that the pheromones have come out."

"Did it come out?" Zhu Wanxing sniffed twice in a daze, blinked her bright eyes: "It seems that it did."

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed two in mid-air, then slapped himself on the head, "Okay, it's back."

Lu Tinghe's heart was about to be scratched by this kitten, he stared at him with deep eyes, ready to invade, this is his omega, there is nothing to restrain, Lu Tinghe directly bullied him when he thought so, once again Bite on his lip.

"Oh! Why..." The poor little drunk cat couldn't even utter a complete sentence, and his breath was taken away.And this time the bite was obviously harder than the last time, the soft upper lip was directly torn, and a faint smell of blood overflowed from the mouth.

The more obedient Zhu Wanxing is, the more tyrannical he is and the more he wants to bully others. In fact, in his previous life, he took advantage of Zhu Wanxing's estrus and was drunk to trap her in bed for more than a month. Fortunately, this was at Lu Linjiang's house. Knowing that it's just a taste, otherwise Zhu Wanxing might be directly locked on the bed by him this time.

Lu Tinghe squeezed out a few extremely suppressed gasps from his nasal cavity, trying his best to restrain himself before letting him go, Zhu Wanxing was bitten with saliva all over his face, he was aggrieved and didn't know how to resist, and tortured him: "Why are you biting me again?"

Lu Tinghe panted heavily: "If you are so good, I will still bite you."

Zhu Wanxing didn't know if he understood or not, so he nodded and squeezed into his arms, and became the chatterbox from his previous life again: "Brother, I was great just now, the door of the small room was open, I took advantage of the monitor to If you don’t pay attention, just...well...no, it’s the other way around..." Zhu Wanxing shook his head: "I put the monitor under the carpet while the monitoring was not paying attention .”

Lu Tinghe laughed out loud, rubbed him into his arms and kissed and teased him: "I praise myself, why is Xingxing so shameless?"

"That's right." Zhu Wanxing squinted his eyes and was quite proud: "Only with a thick skin can I catch up with my brother."

"You don't need to chase, brother is right here."

"Yeah, I know," Zhu Wanxing said again: "Just now I met your stupid cousin, he said that I put pheromone on you to seduce you, it's too wronged, I didn't."

Lu Tinghe reached down and rubbed his waist, "Don't you, didn't you seduce me, so what are you doing now?"

Zhu Wanxing thought he was talking about his pheromone running out, and retorted in a serious manner: "Release of pheromone is not seduction."

Lu Tinghe liked him so much that he didn't know how to hurt him, so he softly coaxed him: "Then what is seduction?"

Zhu Wanxing rubbed his shoulder shyly, then raised her head and quickly licked his lips: "At least it must be like this."

The tip of the warm tongue pushed in dissatisfiedly, and when it touched Lu Tinghe's tongue, he shrank back in fright: "Or so."

Lu Tinghe put his palm on his waist unconsciously, pressing it against the man's forehead, almost gnashed his teeth and said: "Baby, don't grind me, it won't work here."

"Aw", Zhu Wanxing nodded thoughtfully, and his brain, stimulated by alcohol, came up with some ignorant thoughts of death: "Then brother, tell me, does it look like we are having an affair? You are messing with Zhu Zhenping's son at Lu Linjiang's house, Both are our enemies, it seems quite exciting."

"Damn..." Lu Tinghe almost laughed angrily at his blunt words, "You said the next day when you sober up, can you still remember what happened tonight?"

Zhu Wanxing didn't hear clearly: "What did brother say?"

Lu Tinghe slammed him against the wall, and immediately grabbed his hair with the hands behind his head, forcing him to raise his head.

The fierce and aggressive eyes swept down his head, and Lu Tinghe whispered viciously in his ear: "I said, I really want to kill you."