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

Chapter 90: "Not a dream."

Although he was angry and said not to coax Alpha to sleep, he actually did better than Shen Ting said.

White sugar endured the shame, and poured Jiang Yunshu twice with his hands, his palms were reddened, and Alpha's deep breathing beside his ear made his cheeks heat.

...so sexy.

The first night Jiang Yunshu did not use sleeping pills, it was extremely difficult to fall asleep. The omega's butt, lower back, and stomach were all rubbed red by him, and his chest was also protruding from the bite. It was wet, but he was lying in the white sugar arms, feeling the pats on the back again and again, still uncontrollable. The ground became anxious, and even the pheromone overflowed a lot.

The sugar that sacrificed a lot of hues also released pheromones, trying to immerse Jiang Yunshu in a relaxed environment, he no longer patted alpha's back, but put his hand into alpha's clothes inside.

Jiang Yunshu thought that omega just wanted to touch him and didn't respond, but after a while, he felt something was wrong. Bai Tang's right hand was pinching upwards along his spine one by one, and his left hand also passed through the gap between his shoulders and the pillow, pressing the back of his neck lightly and not too hard, and his hands matched the rhythm of pinching. Very good, very comfortable.

It's more of a massage than a massage.

"Doctor Jiang," Bai Tang pressed her lips against Alpha's forehead, and whispered, "It's alright, go to sleep."

Jiang Yunshu's eyes have adapted to the darkness, the two are very close, the tip of his nose is against the omega's home clothes, and the whole person is wrapped in the sweetness of condensed milk. He knows why so many people like to do massages, and also why white sugar is always drowsy by himself, because it is really relaxing and comfortable.

White sugar beat the beat in my heart. This method was learned by him from the video. The important thing is not the massage technique, but the rhythm of the massage.

After half an hour, Jiang Yunshu's breathing finally became long and steady.

Sugar's clenched teeth suddenly loosened, and she couldn't hold it any longer, her hands were slumped on the bed, and her fingertips were shaking. Five minutes later, he won't be able to hold on.

Jiang Yunshu opened his eyes immediately, there was no one beside him, and there was no second pillow.

The desolate, undressed room, with gray curtains, and all the surrounding furnishings, was exactly the same as the home he lived in before his death.

Jiang Yunshu quickly realized that he was dreaming, but he didn't know why he had this dream.

But it doesn't matter, the sugar will wake up.

He got out of bed and walked towards the living room. After only leaving for almost three years, the house that I lived in for seven years has become so unfamiliar.

Perhaps, to put it another way, this deserted atmosphere made him feel unfamiliar.

He lives on the 28th floor. One side of the living room is full of one-way see-through glass. Before he died suddenly, the most common thing he did every night was to sit in front of the glass with a glass of red wine and bow his head. Looking out at the brightly lit night scene. He thought that there should be a happy family sitting in the cars on the highway in the distance. The mother and father took turns driving, and the child slept soundly in the back seat. In the bedroom on the far floor where the lights are still on, there should be a pair of lovers who are in a good relationship. The two snuggle together and watch a movie that they have read for a long time.Jiang Yunshu sat comfortably on the high stool by the window, his body was completely dark, only the light from outside the glass illuminated his face slightly, the legs of the chair stretched out on the wooden floor shadow.