【What the writer wants to say:】
I want to save some manuscripts every day, but the sad author who can't save every day...
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As the sun was setting, Gu Yang stepped on the sunset and pushed open the door of his house, but his lover hadn't woken up yet.
He gently opened the door, looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the young man through the gap, then rolled up his sleeves, disposed of the cold breakfast on the table, and walked towards the kitchen.
The sound of chopping vegetables has been heard in this small house for ten years.
The hot oil was put into the pan, and there was a "beep", and the oily smoke instantly softened the man's stern and silent temperament.
He skillfully stir-fried the vegetables in the pot, his eyebrows and eyes were full of seriousness, as if what he was holding was not a spatula, but some exquisite scientific research equipment, or the most advanced weapon.
What he prepared today was a new dish, which he had just learned from a blogger in the food area, and he didn't know if his father would like it.
Just as he was thinking this, there was a sudden sound of panicked footsteps behind him.
He turned around quickly, and then faced him, a figure pounced on him.
"Xiaoyang... where have you been, I can't find you anywhere..."
Yu Huan was buried tightly in the man's arms, his body still trembling slightly.
The estrus period has just passed, and the hormone level in Omega's body has not yet fully subsided. Their psychological fragility and emotional dependence make them in a state of extreme anxiety.
Just because there was no familiar embrace when he woke up, the young man's face was stained with tears, and he ran out to find someone in a hurry, only a thin blanket was thrown on his body indiscriminately, and he didn't even wear shoes.
Of course, there are also rumors that the stronger the Omega's attachment to the alpha, the deeper his affection will be.
This statement has no scientific basis, but Gu Yang firmly believes it.
He hurriedly put down the spatula, picked him up from the cold ground, turned around and placed him on the Liulitai, hugged him tightly, and used his strong arms to give Omega a sense of security.
He lowered his head, sniffed and licked at the youth's glands, "I'm going to get us a marriage certificate, does daddy miss me?"
Yu Huan nodded, and whispered aggrievedly, "I didn't even see you when I woke up..."
"It's my fault. My son is too anxious. I should wait for Dad to wake up and explain to you before going out."
That's what he said, but Gu Yang knew very well that when his father was awake, he couldn't control himself at all.
It was almost inevitable that things would go wrong after wiping the gun and then spending the day in bed.
At this time, just listening to Dad's soft voice, hugging Dad's soft and delicate body, and seeing Dad's white and smooth back under the thin blanket, and the looming buttocks, his genitals are too hard .
The young man didn't realize how attractive and erotic his current appearance was. He nestled in the man's arms, as if he had found a haven.
And it was this well-behaved appearance of complete trust that Gu Yang couldn't bear at all.
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