[MTL] (BL) Why Is It Possible For This Type Of A To Also Have An O?

Chapter 86: "Fuse."

After more than ten years, Jiang Yunshu felt drowsy for the first time. He opened his eyes and saw that the sun was shining outside the window, at least it was after 7 o'clock.

Jiang Yunshu stretched out his arms, groped for the phone on the bedside table, tapped the screen, 8:03.

He was shocked. In the past 14 days, this was the first time he woke up after 7 o'clock, and even broke through the 8 o'clock mark. It seems that Qin Zhongnan said "do more exercise. It's always right" is true.

However, he doesn't plan to let white sugar get him with his mouth again, in the future, forever.

When he heard White Sugar's sentence "Can't press my head", he didn't react until he panted and leaned on the bed, wiped the tears from the omega, and realized that White Sugar After his verbal skills were good, he understood, and he felt distressed and angry again.

Jiang Yunshu closed his eyes and yawned, the tip of his nose rubbed against the omega's chest with nostalgia, thinking that he would just fall asleep again.

As soon as this idea came out, he was surprised again, he really seemed to...have changed a little.

He refreshed himself with a sip of the water on the bedside table, then leaned down and started kissing his omega.

The sugar was easily broken through the teeth, and the saliva spread, he swallowed it, but suddenly wrinkled his face.

The throat... It hurts so much, it feels like it's being stretched, and now I still have a foreign body sensation.

Jiang Yunshu handed the cup over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Omega sat up, took a few mouthfuls of water and lay back, hugging Alpha's waist, and said sullenly, "...a sore throat."

Jiang Yunshu was stunned for a moment, funny and distressed, and with a little guilt, he gently massaged the Adam's apple for the omega, it would be better if it could change from a sore throat to pain elsewhere Well... of course, he won't let sugar hurt, that's all.

I can't write anymore."

Omega closed his eyes and raised his neck, like a cat that was scratched comfortably.

So I waited for the sugar to finish brushing my teeth, and successfully got a glass of Sydney juice fresh from the juicer to moisten my throat.

"The nasty rainy weather..." Bai Tang whispered.

The injury on his left wrist hasn't healed yet, so he can't wear a wrist guard to keep the baby warm. After getting up this morning, he always felt a little dull pain. He turned his hand away and shook it uncomfortably.

But this little gesture did not escape Jiang Yunshu's eyes, he asked: "Hands hurt?"

"No," Bai Tang said subconsciously without thinking, then looked up to see Alpha's eyes, and immediately changed his mouth, "A little..."

Jiang Yunshu stood to the left of Baitang, pulled his hand into his clothes and pressed it against his lower abdomen, "Can I wrap a thicker bandage for you?"

"Okay," Bai Tang felt the temperature in his hands, swallowed it inexplicably, and felt the discomfort in his throat again, and he shrunk again, "...Then let's start making breakfast later."