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When Aoki was packing his luggage, Chu Feimu sat on the bed and watched him.

Seeing him uncomfortable, he had no choice but to fold his clothes, and finally took out two boxes of inhibitors from the suitcase.

Chu Feimu asked thoughtfully: "Are you approaching the susceptible period?"

Aoki nodded slightly.

Chu Feimu stretched out his finger, clicked another box of well-packed inhibitors, and asked puzzledly: "I also use this brand of inhibitors, and the effect is quite good, but mixing the two brands will affect the effect. "

Aoki bit his lip and thought for a while and said, "This one is for you. The one I usually use is cheaper, and the one I bought for you is more expensive."

Chu Feimu felt uncomfortable.

He carefully disguised himself as an ordinary office worker in front of Aoki.

Not only did Aoki not dislike him as a 'poor boy', but he took care of him in many ways.

It was Aoki who paid for the dinner date.

Aoki is also the one who pays for travel and vacation.

Now even with the use of inhibitors, Aoki has left the best for him.

Aoki put his pajamas on the shelf in the bathroom, and when he came back, he happened to see Chu Feimu holding his box of cheap inhibitors, as if he was reading the manual.

Aoki was startled, and hurriedly approached Chu Feimu, snatched away the inhibitor, and stuffed it into his pocket in a hurry.

Chu Feimu was taken aback by Aoki's actions, he had never seen Aoki so panic-stricken, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Aoki replied with a flustered expression.

Out of good intentions, Chu Feimu discussed and said, "Why don't I use cheap inhibitors, I think your box has already been opened."

Aoki stepped back hurriedly, stuttering nervously: "No... no... use."

Chu Feimu shrugged, looking indifferent: "I'll take a shower first."

Aoki said eagerly: "Okay." After thinking for a while, he pointed to the bedside table and said, "You forgot your toiletries."

Chu Feimu scratched his head, panic flashed in his eyes: "Just use the one here, I'm not allergic, so it should be fine."

It wasn't until the sound of water came from the bathroom that Aoki took out the inhibitor in his pocket. This box of him was a short-acting daily-use type, and he needed to be injected every day. It had serious side effects, and he was afraid that Chu Feimu would be worried, and he didn't want to be found out.

Aoki clutched his chest, luckily Chu Feimu didn't notice.

The most important thing between lovers is mutual confession and mutual trust.

Aoki hesitated to confess the truth to Chu Feimu.

He walked around the room, but still couldn't figure out where to hide the inhibitor.

While thinking hard, Chu Feimu suddenly appeared behind him.

"I'm done washing, you go and wash."

Aoki was startled by the sudden sound, the suppressant in his hand fell to the ground, the sound was clear and powerful.

He speculated that the inhibitor must have broken.

Aoki cursed in his heart, damn it.

Chu Feimu took a towel from the bathroom, lightly touched Aoki's arm, and whispered, "You go take a shower first, and I'll clean it up."

Aoki grabbed the towel in Chu Feimu's hand, and with a firm attitude of not letting go, directly snatched the towel and covered it with the broken inhibitor.

He trotted down the stairs a few steps, and came up with the cleaning tools.

In a few minutes, it was cleaned up.

Chu Feimu noticed that Aoki's expression was not right, took his hand, hugged him into his arms, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? I think your expression is not very good."

Aoki deliberately concealed it, smiled stiffly, and found an excuse casually: "Maybe I'm hungry, I want to drink rock sugar pears, can you make it for me?"

Chu Feimu immediately panicked when he heard that, last time the rock candy pears were made by the servants at home, he didn't know how to do it at all, so he could only lie and say: "I'm a little tired today, why don't we just cook some noodles and eat."

Aoki thinks it is also good.

"Then I'll take a shower first, and cook noodles for you later."

Chu Feimu smiled stiffly.

The vegetarian noodles that the two of them ate at night, cut a few slices of stewed beef bought at noon, neatly stacked on the noodles, and added a little green rapeseed, which still looked very appetizing.

After eating the noodles, Chu Feimu took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Aoki smiled and asked: "The noodles I cook shouldn't be very tasty, right?"

Chu Feimu turned on the faucet, rinsed the dirty bowl indiscriminately, and spoke a little louder than before: "It's delicious."

Aoki opened the cupboard to check the condiments inside, and continued to ask: "It must not be as delicious as your cooking."

Chu Feimu shook his head lightly and blurted out: "I don't know how to cook."

"But the rock sugar pears you cooked are delicious." Aoki poked out half of his head from the cabinet door, not quite convinced that Chu Feimu couldn't cook.

Chu Feimu realized that he almost slipped the tongue, and hurriedly made up: "The other day you said that you had a sore throat, and I learned rock sugar pears on purpose. In fact, I don't know how to cook."

In order to avoid cheating in the future, Chu Feimu felt that it would be better to confess as soon as possible.

Aoki tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "So that's the case. But I don't know how to cook, I can cook a little, and the cooked food is really unpalatable."

"Then what shall we do tomorrow?" Chu Feimu asked instinctively.

Aoki held up the mobile phone, shook it twice in his hand and said: "Learning online."

Chu Feimu turned off the tap, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and nodded in agreement.

"I just checked. The bedroom upstairs can be projected, so we don't have to hold up our phones to watch movies."

As soon as Aoki heard the word bedroom, his heart trembled instinctively.

His susceptibility period was not very stable, and the inhibitor was broken. It was too dangerous to be in the same room with Chu Feimu, so he had to find an excuse and didn't want to go back to the bedroom early.

He searched in his mind, but couldn't find a proper reason. He accidentally found a bottle of red wine on the coffee table in the living room, and asked happily, "When did we buy the wine?"

"I didn't buy it. I brought it from home, and someone else gave it to me." Chu Feimu had a cigarette case in his pocket, patted his pocket and said, "I'm going outside to smoke a cigarette."

"Let's smoke here." Aoki grabbed Chu Feimu's arm from behind, touched the single sofa by the fireplace with his chin and said, "Let's smoke while drinking."

Chu Feimu firmly grasped Aoki's hand, tugged lightly, hugged Aoki, and whispered in his ear: "Are you so afraid of sharing the bed with me? You don't even want to watch your favorite horror movie ?”

Aoki smiled embarrassedly, got out of Chu Feimu's embrace, went to the kitchen to get two goblets, and put them on the coffee table next to the fireplace.

I don't know whether Chu Feimu did it on purpose or not, but Aoki can always smell a faint smell of Alpha pheromone.

Exclusively for Chu Feimu, it smells similar to the incense burnt in temples. It has a miraculous effect of purifying the soul, but it is also easy to make people think about it.While abandoning distracting thoughts, but unknowingly greedy for more.

Chu Feimu deftly used the bottle opener to unscrew the red wine, poured a little into the two glasses, and when he looked up, he saw Aoki running upstairs again. Too thick dark blue blanket.

The two single sofas were facing each other, and Chu Feimu and Qingmu were sitting face to face, with a small solid wood tea table in between.

The pajamas on Aoki's body were very thin and white, slightly see-through under the light, so he unfolded a thin blanket and gently put it on his lap.

Chu Feimu held up a glass of red wine and handed it to Aoki.

Aoki stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Chu Feimu refused to let go of the hand holding the neck of the cup, his slender fingers tightened slightly, as if he was thinking of some ghost idea.

Aoki raised his head without knowing why, and the crystal lamp hanging above his head reflected Chu Feimu's eyes brightly, as if a bunch of crackling and burning flames were shining in his eyes.

He felt himself being lightly burned by the flames in Chu Feimu's eyes.

Chu Feimu held the red wine glass tightly, bowed his waist, leaned forward, slowly moved to Aoki's lips, pressed it up lightly, and lifted it up briskly.

Whenever Aoki opened his lips slightly, Chu Feimu would suddenly raise his cup.

In short, don't let Aoki succeed easily.

After coming down several times, Aoki became a little impatient, frowned slightly, and fixed his eyes on the red wine glass.

Chu Feimu suddenly had enough of playing, he held the cup firmly, and stared at Aoki motionlessly.

Aoki moved his shoulders and reached for the red wine glass, but Chu Feimu suddenly leaned back.

Aoki watched helplessly that the red wine glass that was supposed to be within reach was getting farther and farther away from him, so he set his sights on the target and didn't want to give up easily.

All he could see was the slow-moving red wine glass, and as the glass moved, he leaned forward.

Chu Feimu, however, was like a hunter who had already laid a trap, retreating a little bit, and Aoki, just as he expected, moved forward step by step.

When Aoki fully grasped the cup, he laughed happily, but he knelt down on the coffee table between the two sofas unconsciously.

Chu Feimu twitched the corner of his mouth ambiguously, raised his eyebrows at Aoki provocatively, stared at the large piece of beauty under the loose pajamas, grabbed another glass of red wine on the coffee table, raised his arm and shook it lightly twice.

Across the crimson wine, he calmly looked at the crimson color on Aoki's chest, took a sip of the wine, and couldn't help sighing: "It tastes good."

Aoki blushed unknowingly, quickly straightened his waist, and pulled the pajamas around the collar.

In order to hide the embarrassment, he deliberately raised the red wine glass in his hand and brought it to his lips, pretending to drink.

At this moment, the wine glass returned to Chu Feimu's hands again.

Under Aoki's glaring gaze, Chu Feimu slowly poured his own glass of red wine into Aoki's red wine glass, casually put the empty glass on the ground, held the full red wine glass, bent down, and was about to reach Aoki's time, It stopped suddenly.

In front of Aoki, he licked his slightly moist lips, raised his neck and took a sip of red wine, then kissed Aoki.

The red wine flowed down the corners of their mouths, and most of it dripped onto Aoki.

Aoki wanted to push Chu Feimu away, but his body felt weak, and he was dizzy from being kissed, as if he forgot to breathe.

Chu Feimu's tongue was restless, chasing Aoki's tongue crazily, without feeling tired, even sucking with some force, domineering, forceful, unresistable, and unrestrained.

When the two separated, Aoki's lips glowed red, fresh and gorgeous.

Aoki trembled slightly, trying to remain calm, not wanting to be seen by Chu Feimu, so he lowered his eyes and said, "I drink it myself."

Chu Feimu shrugged, noncommittal, but made a condition: "I'll take it, you drink."

Aoki asked uncertainly: "You won't play me like you did just now, will you?"

Chu Feimu shook his head seemingly solemnly, but his appearance was serious, and his attitude of admitting his mistakes was sincere enough.

Before Qingmu nodded in agreement, Chu Feimu had already handed the cup to Qingmu's mouth.

Aoki looked down at the cup, opened his lips slightly, and stuck to the cup.

Chu Feimu took advantage of the situation to raise the base of the cup, Aoki raised his head, and finally drank the first sip of red wine.

Seeing that Aoki narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, Chu Feimu didn't put down his glass, but poured a whole glass of red wine on Aoki's body along Aoki's chin, neck, and chest.

Aoki exclaimed: "You..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the buttons of her pajamas fell off the floor with a crackling sound.

Aoki raised his head reluctantly, and asked with some fear: "Have you reached the susceptibility period?"

Your susceptibility period has arrived.