Looking at the bright moon

, he will never have the slightest reaction.

Wen Mingyu was meditating on his own when Sheng Huan suddenly grabbed his neck and forced him to bow his head.There were tears in the other party's eyes, and his lips were bright red, making his expression look a little aggrieved.Wen Mingyu didn't move, just asked: "What are you doing?"

Sheng Huan stared at the other party, and blew hot and moist breath on Wen Mingyu's lips.He stared at those two thin lips, and couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart, he raised his head and wanted to kiss them.

"This won't work." Wen Mingyu pinched the opponent's chin, not allowing Sheng Huan to move forward an inch.Although he said the words of refusal, his tone was not as unkind and cold as before.Perhaps Sheng Huan also noticed this, and pressed Wen Mingyu's neck hard, determined to get close to him.

Wen Mingyu couldn't dodge it, so he resorted to bad tactics, and pressed down hard along the root of the human organ under his body with his fingertips.Sheng Huan couldn't stand such a stimulus, and immediately let out a short scream, and shot all the shots into the opponent's palm.For a long moment, he seemed to have been cut off from all connections to the outside world, and could only hold onto Wen Mingyu tightly as if dominated by instinct, rubbing the tip of his nose at the side of the other's face indiscriminately.

The other party indulged his intimacy, but did not give any response.Sheng Huan gradually regained his sobriety, his world was still a little hazy, it was the tears that oozed from the orgasm just now.Wen Mingyu was lying beside him with her chin propped up, one hand resting on his bare back, her slightly rough fingertips unconsciously tapped there, like the tip of a dragonfly's tail touching the water, silently, It caused shallow ripples to spread again.

Sheng Huan wanted to pretend to be confused and squeeze into the opponent's arms.Unexpectedly, the distance between the two of them had just gotten closer, and Sheng Huan accidentally rubbed against Wen Mingyu's firm belly, and touched an extraordinarily hot hard object through a layer of wet and cold cloth.

He rubbed it again ignorantly, but he still didn't realize what it was.But Wen Mingyu couldn't bear this ignorant provocation any longer, took a deep breath, turned over suddenly and pressed up, clasping Sheng Huan's shoulder with one hand, and pinned him down firmly like a preying beast. For the first time, the pitch-black pupils were covered with a layer of fierce and sharp light, like a sharpened blade, coldly grasping the defenseless young man below him.

"If you mess with me again, I'll teach you a lesson." His voice sounded hoarse than usual, and the soft sweetness was therefore more mellow.Sheng Huan only listened to this sentence, obviously being reprimanded, but for some reason, his ears felt hot, his heart was beating heavily and eagerly, he raised his chin to meet Wen Mingyu's gaze, and looked at him expectantly.

Wen Mingyu also didn't expect Sheng Huan to have such a reaction, and met the eyes of the person under him, but fell silent.At this moment, a gust of cool wind slowly lifted the curtain and blew on the two of them.Wen Mingyu was drenched all over, and most of the drunkenness disappeared immediately after being so excited.

As soon as he sobered up, he realized how absurd the situation was.He fell on the bed with his own son, his clothes were disheveled, Sheng Huan's hair was disheveled, and a pair of clear almond eyes stared straight at him.That gaze was clear and sincere, but it was stained by the blush at the corner of the eye, just like a box of rouge melted in the white snow, giving off a pure and coquettish implication.

Wen Mingyu had a splitting headache, immediately let go of her hand, turned over and sat up.He pulled the bath towel off the floor, wiped off the turbidity on his hands, then pulled up the front of his clothes and fastened the belt again.

After tidying up her clothes, Wen Mingyu bent down, wrapped Sheng Huan tightly with the quilt, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Go to sleep first, I will sit down and come back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sheng Huan, who was at his mercy, suddenly asked, "Are you angry?"

Wen Mingyu couldn't help stretching out his hand, stroking Sheng Huan's forehead hair, and said with a smile, "I'm not angry with you."

After saying this, before he had time to pull away, Sheng Huan suddenly raised his upper body, and quickly pressed a kiss on the side of his face.

The young man's lips were moist and soft, like a piece of warm snow rubbing his cheeks and falling down. The moment they touched each other suddenly, Wen Mingyu's heart seemed to stop in mid-air for a moment, and then fell very lightly and then very heavily, sending out a A clear crash.

He wasn't sure if he heard the voice, but his heart sank deeply as if he had been hit by something.Wen Mingyu didn't want to stay any longer, he left Shenghuan and walked out of the wing room alone.The clear moonlight silently shone on the long corridor, Wen Mingyu seemed to have forgotten the wet nightgown on her body, leaning on the carved railing, standing motionless.

From a very young age, Wen Mingyu built a thick ice shell outside her world, isolating herself from everything else.In this layer of ice shell, wind and moon do not invade, everything is under his control, whether it is hatred or love, he can deal with it very freely.The older he gets, the more gentle he is with others, but the ice shell has never been shaken. Wen Mingyu is not a sentimental person. He likes such a safe and alienated barrier, because under such a distance, he can always maintain wide awake.And it is often this sobriety that allows him to win over many people effortlessly.

And the kiss just now was like a ray of sunlight, neither dazzling nor hot, but it quietly melted a small breach in that layer of ice shell.Wen Mingyu was disturbed by foreign objects for the first time, under the upset, there was another burst of unspeakable joy.

It was only at this time that Wen Mingyu realized that he had greatly misunderstood Sheng Huan. The child's intimacy and courtship probably had nothing to do with blood.The reason why Sheng Huan didn't want to call him father was because the other party didn't want to be his son from the beginning.

Sheng Huan has lost the understanding of family affection since he was a child, so he can disregard human relationships, but Wen Mingyu can't.He knew that he had the responsibility to correct the other party, but how to correct it was another thing that bothered him.

He froze himself for too long, and even felt a little nostalgic for that unprecedented temperature.