take away the light

Ning Heng was awakened by the voice.

"Well, he drank too much yesterday, and when he came back, he went crazy drinking."

"I'm not going either, I'll take care of him. Well, he's still sleeping now, you guys have a good time."

Ning Heng's consciousness gradually became clear, his headache was splitting, and he subconsciously wanted to move his body, but found that he couldn't lift a single finger.

"Uh..." He let out an uncomfortable groan, his voice stopped immediately, and the familiar breath gradually approached.

"Are you awake?" Qiao Yuyang touched his face, "How do you feel?"

Ning Heng rolled his eyes uneasily, opened them with difficulty, his brain restarted, his body's perception ability returned, his whole body was sore and limp, and his headache was splitting, as if he had been beaten with a stick.

He just lay there, his legs were trembling uncontrollably, his throat was burning, and it was unbearably painful to swallow.

It feels... really not good, it can be said to be terrible.

"Water..." Ning Heng spoke with difficulty.

Qiao Yuyang helped the man up and leaned against his arms, and fed him the warm water he had prepared earlier,

The dry throat was moistened with water, and the burning pain was relieved a lot. He drank most of the glass of water in one go.

Qiao Yuyang helped him rub his waist, trying to relieve the discomfort.

Ning Heng looked down at the marks all over his body, and sneered: "Qiao Yuyang, you are a fucking beast."

Qiao Yuyang asked meaningfully: "How much do you remember about last night?"

last night……

Ning Heng's last memory stopped at going to the bathroom to put on barrier stickers, and as for the back...it was completely blank.

Qiao Yuyang anticipated his reaction, and chuckled, "I'm the one who suffers the most, right? I've been used by others, and I forget it when I'm done enjoying myself."

"Fart your mother." Ning Heng said fiercely, "Obviously you are the one who forced me!"

He was a little uneasy. It was clear what this body had done. It would be fine if he had simply slept through it, but he was afraid...

"I forced you?" Qiao Yuyang stopped the movement of his hands, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, seemingly calm, but in fact he asked extremely vilely: "Do you remember crying while hugging me yesterday?"

"...Impossible!" Ning Heng's breath was stagnant, and some fragmentary fragments flashed in his mind.

"Do you still remember... you said I was your first love?" Qiao Yuyang's lips brushed against Ning Heng's rounded auricles, and the warm breath sprayed behind the ears, arousing the residual numbness.

【"Do you really want me to catch up?"】

【"I think so! But my cousin said that a man should be hung up, the harder it is to catch up, the more cherished it will be when you get it!"】

【"Did you ask your cousin?"】

【"Of course! You are my first love!"】

Qiao Yuyang's voice is like a key, calling out the memories that have been experienced and locked in the subconscious.

Ning Heng's eyes widened, staring at the void, his drunken ugly face flashed in front of his eyes like a movie.

Pink welled up on his neck, gradually rising up, and soon the roots of his ears and cheeks were smudged.His face was burning with embarrassment and his fingertips were trembling. It was hard to believe that the person in his memory was Ning Heng!

Qiao Yuyang appreciated Ning Heng's reaction with great pleasure, took the phone and opened the video recorded last night, and deliberately turned up the volume: "Ning Shen, I don't know if you remember? Last night you came to the bathroom naked and took the initiative .”

The video on the mobile phone started to play. From the slightly hazy picture, it could be seen that it was in the bathroom, and there was the sound of dripping water in the background.

"Baby, say what you just said again."

Ning Heng's eyes were rigidly focused on the mobile phone screen. He saw that he was ignorant and charming after drinking, only wearing a bath towel, his fair skin was glowing with pure pink, and the people inside were staring angrily. Looking at the camera, he said in a straight voice: "Captain, I miss you..."

"..." Ning Heng was struck by lightning, feeling that he was torn into pieces, the most embarrassing point was recorded openly like this, and he was confronted face to face in the most lingering way.

His eyes were scarlet, and his hands were clutching the quilt so that he was trembling with anger.

"Oh, by the way, and this." Qiao Yuyang swipe the video to the right, and a more explicit picture appeared in front of him.

The person in the video is half-closed, lying on the bed with visible fatigue, another man's voice is hoarse and sexy, "Ning Heng, you are the one who took the initiative tonight, right?"

"Hmm... yes..." The person lying on the bed replied subconsciously, his nasal voice was moist and satiated.

"You took the initiative to pester me, didn't you?" The camera zoomed in, the entire screen was filled with Omega's face, the sweat left on the face, the eyelashes were wet, and the autumn waves sparkled, which could arouse pity and love to the maximum Feelings.

Ning Heng looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, the embarrassment he had never experienced before was like a knife splitting his soul, his eyes were filled with horror.

Don't... don't say it.

The face on the phone smiled, with an overly dependent voice, with a weak and sweet voice, "Well... I'm the one who pestered you."

Bang-!

This sentence was like a bomb, completely shattering Ning Heng's self-esteem. He heard the sound of nerve rupture, his head was spinning, blood came from his lips, and wetness was pinched from his palms.

Qiao Yuyang looked at Ning Heng's slightly drooping neck, a little surprised at his calm reaction.

According to his temperament, he should have exploded long ago when he saw these things. The kind who is holding a knife to kill people, how could it be...

Before he finished thinking, there was a ticking wetness on the back of his hand, and the water droplets slid down the back of his hand, and the person in his arms sucked in a sob.

"..." Qiao Yuyang panicked, and hurriedly sat in front, holding Ning Heng's face in his hands, looking at the bloodstains on his lips, his heart ached, "Why are you crying..."

"Get out!" Ning Heng yelled at him in a hoarse voice, and slapped away the hand that wanted to wipe his tears away, the blood in the palm stained Qiao Yuyang's arm.

Qiao Yuyang's eyes froze, and he forcibly opened his hands. The palms were pinched out like a crescent moon, and some of them were torn. Blood dripped out through the scars.

"You..." Qiao Yuyang immediately regretted and felt helpless, "Why do you always like to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred?"

Ning Heng's tears fell down, her beautiful face was covered with tears, and soon the sheets were wet, the unprecedented grievance and embarrassment made her uncontrollable emotions erupt, and she stared at this person with resentment.

He wanted to take his hand back, but Qiao Yuyang held on tightly, "Let go! Get the fuck out! I don't want to see you again, get out! Get out!"

The more he talked, the more sad he became, Jindouzi was flowing like money, his face was flushed with embarrassment, but his lips were very pale, his naked body was cold and trembling abnormally.

Qiao Yuyang ignored Ning Heng's beating, wrapped him tightly with a quilt, hugged him in his arms and patted his back, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Ning Heng opened his mouth and bit the man's shoulder, mercilessly, and tried his best.

Qiao Yuyang didn't move, let him bite, and helped him smooth his breath from top to bottom like a hair, and whispered: "Don't be angry, I will feel bad when I get angry."

Ning Heng didn't let go until his mouth was filled with the smell of rust, staring at the circle of blood-stained tooth marks, his mood didn't get better, but even heavier, he sobbed, and said in a low voice: "I...I... ...Really...I hate you to death! You bastard! You bastard! You...you..."

I used to hate people on the Internet, scolding the [-]th generation ancestors without repeating a word, every time I faced Qiao Yuyang, I only had these two words over and over again, and I couldn't find any other suitable words to describe it.

"Well, I'm an asshole," Qiao Yuyang followed his words, resting his chin on Ning Heng's messy and fluffy hair, bowed his head and kissed him, "Don't cry, I'll get the medicine box to disinfect your hands."

Ning Heng sniffed, his mood gradually stabilized, and he said in a muffled voice, "What kind of poison is being disinfected! Just die!"

He was ashamed and thrown into the Pacific Ocean, what face would he have to live on?

"That can't be done." Qiao Yuyang raised Ning Heng's face, kissed his watery eyes, and kissed away the tears one by one, "Who will I chase after you die?"

Speaking of this, Ning Heng was furious, who would chase someone to shoot videos like him? !And put it in front of his eyes, what a fucking thing!

"Then it's just right for me to die!" Ning Heng's nasal voice was thick, resentful and resentful, and he sobbed from time to time, "Don't even try to catch me! I won't agree! I hate you to death!"

"That may disappoint you," Qiao Yuyang chuckled, "Your wound is so small that you won't be able to die for the time being."

Ning Heng was so angry that he bumped his head, "You bastard!"

Bastard Joe helped him get dressed himself, and then found the medicine box to focus on and meticulously treat the wound on his palm.

"Come at me if you want to get angry," Qiao Yuyang said helplessly, "I won't even hide the knife rest on my neck, so what's the matter if I hurt myself? Does it hurt?"

Ning Heng leaned against the head of the bed, staring at the congealed blood on the bastard's shoulder, and said angrily: "It's just this little injury, and it will heal after a while! It hurts! Hiss—ah!"

Qiao Yuyang suddenly exerted force and poked the wound with a cotton swab. The sudden pain made Ning Heng hum.

The instigator glanced at him and said flatly, "It seems to hurt."

Nobody was a more jerk than him!

"Go away! I won't let you do it!" Ning Heng kicked him hard and retracted his hand.

Just as the wound had been treated, Qiao Yuyang put away the ointment, touched Ning Heng's fair face, stroked the bloodstain on his lips with his fingertips, and his eyes dimmed.

"Don't bite next time," Qiao Yuyang said, "Just bite me."

Ning Heng's eyes quickly swept across his shoulders, and he turned his face away, "I..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Qiao Yuyang leaned over to hold his lips, and gently rubbed against the wound.

Ning Heng was stunned for a moment, the breath of alpha made him palpitate and nostalgic, his handsome eyebrows were close at hand, the man's aggressive aura was completely restrained in front of him, he put down his proud figure, and was extremely affectionate.

"What are you doing!" Ning Heng pushed him away, covering his mouth with the back of his hand unsteadily, not knowing whether to prevent another kiss or to cover the heat on his face.

"Disinfection." Qiao Yuyang said naturally.

Ning Heng said angrily: "Fart! The saliva has no disinfection effect!"

Does he really think he is stupid because he didn't study much? !

Qiao Yuyang smiled and said, "It's pretty smart."

"Get out! I don't want to see you!" Ning Heng shrank into the bed, the soreness in his waist was still not healed, and he was already tired after sitting for so long.

"I will delete the video," Qiao Yuyang said, "Don't be angry, okay?"

Ning Heng snorted coldly, "Then delete it!"

I thought Qiao Yuyang would play around, but he immediately took the phone over and deleted it neatly under Ning Heng's gaze.

Ning Heng was stunned, a little unresponsive.

You fucking deleted it so decisively, so what's the point of recording it? !

With his nagging temper, he couldn't figure out what mood he was in at the moment, and he was even a little disappointed? !

I'm afraid it's not a brain fuck*!

"Don't be angry, huh?" Qiao Yuyang gradually approached, and wanted to kiss to make people submit.

He discovered early in the morning that although Ning Heng didn't say anything, he actually liked kissing very much.

Every time lips and tongues are intertwined, he can feel Omega's out-of-control heartbeat, and this hobby was exposed more obviously after getting drunk last night.

Ning Heng himself found out that as long as Qiao Yuyang kissed her, his brain would freeze up, he would feel dizzy, and he could easily agree to anything, and he would forget to be angry when he kissed.

So seeing Alpha approaching, he quickly turned sideways and covered himself tightly with a quilt, "I... I'm going to sleep! Wait... I'll beat you up when I recover before I decide not to forgive you!"

"Okay." Qiao Yuyang's kiss fell on the tip of his ear, "Sleep well."

The low tone made the ear canals tingle, and Ning Heng's whole body went numb. When he noticed that Qiao Yuyang had left the bed and was heading for the door, he raised his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

I regretted it when I asked, where he went was none of my business, and I couldn't bear him to leave what happened.

"I'll go shopping and buy you something to eat." Qiao Yuyang looked at him, "What do you want to eat?"

"no!"

I am full of gas and eat farts.

"Then you sleep well, I..."

"You fucking should go and treat the wound first!" Ning Heng roared ferociously, his eyes flickering, "I... got inflamed in a while!"

After speaking, he got into the quilt and covered himself tightly, as if no one would feel ashamed if he couldn't see him.

Qiao Yuyang's thin lips curled into a beautiful arc, and he agreed: "Okay."

The author says:

Qiao Yuyang, an alpha who always has the ability to make Ning Heng cry.

Take it.