Please marry me!

Chapter 71 Now The Problem Comes

   When Cen Xing woke up, there was no one in the room.

It was completely dark, and without turning on the lights, the whole room was gray. He half-opened his eyes and stared blankly in the darkness for a long time before finally regaining his senses. Then he sat up abruptly.

Lifting the quilt, he was wearing a set of clean and refreshing pajamas. This made him a little confused for a while, and he couldn't tell whether the fragments left in his mind had actually happened, or whether they were just dreams. He froze for a moment, stretched out his hand, and pressed it against his inner thigh through his pajama pants.

The skin in that area is especially soft and delicate and has never been used like this before. Even though it has been several hours, there is still a slight touch of that time.

Cen Xing's face quickly burned.

He remembers it all. That weird, uncontrollable, turbulent impulse that overwhelmed him, and the incomparable joy brought by Yu Weisheng's hugs and kisses and the heat of his skin.

Not so long ago, in this room, on this bed, they had been so intimate, so out of control. It couldn't be a dream, it was a picture he had never imagined before.

Cen Xing bent his legs, stretched out his arms to hug her, and buried his face near his knees. Even his ears became hot, and his heart was pounding.

He vaguely remembered that during the period when he became dazed due to high fever, a doctor came. The doctor told Yu Weisheng that the best solution is a permanent mark.

Every doctor says so. But Yu Weisheng just didn't want to. Not only did he not permanently mark him, he didn't even enter his body.

Cen Xing lowered his head, bit his lip, thinking, am I being too greedy. They've done such an intimate thing, they should be happy. If you do this yourself, isn't it called an inch?

Because Yu Weisheng was too kind to him. He satisfied him with everything and made him unaccustomed to being rejected. But since everything can satisfy him, why not this one?

Cen Xing couldn't understand. It's almost like saying, I don't want to do something to you that needs to be held accountable.

After being sad for a while, he explained himself again.

Such thoughts are too negative. The clean sheets under his body and the crisp and tidy pajamas on his body must have been changed by Yu Weisheng after the event. He was so good to him. My own thoughts just now disrespected Yu Weisheng too much.

Cen Xing suddenly raised his head.

Where is Yu Weisheng from?

When Cen Xing climbed out of bed, his stomach started to growl.

Because of the physical discomfort caused by the estrus period, he did not eat at noon. Now that the fever subsides, the raging desire is relieved by the temporary mark, and the body finally has room to feel hungry.

He put on his slippers, opened the door, and went to Yu Weisheng's room first. The door was open and the lights were on, but no one was inside. He went down the stairs again. The dining table in the living room was clean and empty. It's past dinner time, and Yu Weisheng is used to putting away the plates in the kitchen after meals.

Cen Xing wanted to find something to eat in the refrigerator in the kitchen, but just as he approached, he vaguely heard a sound coming from inside.

He immediately quickened his pace, pushed open the door, and saw Yu Weisheng at a glance. With his back to him, Yu Weisheng stood in front of the gas stove, holding a frying pan in one hand, and stirring in the pan with a pair of extra long chopsticks in the other hand. The range hood above his head was working, making some noise, covering the sound of Cen Xing opening the door.

Cen Xing sniffed and sniffed, and smelled a little oily smoke and the aroma of eggs.

I don't understand why Yu Weisheng cooks fried eggs by himself at this time, but he suddenly feels a little happy. Alpha, whom he likes, is also handsome when he cooks. Even if you can't see your face.

Cen Xing tiptoed inside a few steps. When he walked behind Yu Weisheng, Yu Weisheng finally noticed the movement, and wanted to turn around, but before he had time, he was hugged by Cen Xing.

Cen Xing originally wanted to pounce, but was afraid that Yu Weisheng would be shocked and accidentally burn him, so he held back, and only carefully stretched out his hands to wrap around Yu Weisheng's waist, and then buried his face on his back, his body and him tightly. Stick it together.

He is much shorter than Yu Weisheng, so holding Yu Weisheng from behind like this, if you look at it from the front, it will probably be completely covered, only those two arms are exposed. Only Yu Weisheng's back was left in his sight, and his breath was full of Yu Weisheng's smell.

It made him feel safe and happy.

"Are you awake?" Yu Weisheng's voice came from in front of him.

Cen Xing rubbed against him and nodded.

Yu Weisheng asked again: "Is it better, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Cen Xing shook his head.

I don't know how Yu Weisheng was able to distinguish these movements with his back, and then asked: "Are you hungry?"

While speaking, he freed up a hand, and put Cen Xing's hand tightly around his waist shook it up.

Cen Xing hugged his arms tighter and nodded quickly. If he can talk, he will tell Yu Weisheng now, it smells so good. Also ask, is this for me?

Yu Weisheng smiled softly.

Cen Xing didn't actually hear it, he just noticed that the body tightly hugged by him trembled slightly. Although he didn't know what Yu Weisheng was laughing at, he felt that his mood became lighter.

Yu Weisheng turned off the fire, dragged the small burden behind him, took out the dinner plate from the cupboard, skillfully drained the oil, and put the fried golden soft and fragrant eggs in it.

He turned off the range hood, and the whole space instantly became quiet.

"You still don't let go when you're hungry," he said with an obvious smile, "How do you eat like this?"

Cen Xing hesitated for a while, reluctantly let go of his arms, and took a step back slightly. Yu Weisheng turned around and looked down at him: "You look like that, I can't even see you."

Cen Xing originally wanted to smile at him, but just raised his face, suddenly shy, and quickly lowered his head.

"I can't see again." Yu Weisheng said.

Cen Xing wanted him to watch it, but was too embarrassed to meet his gaze. After seeing Yu Weisheng's face clearly, those shameful images suddenly appeared in his mind, making him flustered.

Yu Weisheng didn't force him, bent down and kissed his hair, and said, "There is porridge in the pot, and it's still hot." The housekeeper knew that

Cen Xing was not feeling well, so she specially cooked some porridge. There are also pickles and meat floss at home, but Yu Weisheng feels that although eating this way is easy to digest, it is not nutritious. Guessing that Cen Xing was about to wake up, he wanted to get him some hot and tasty side dishes. The fried eggs are fast and not easy to make mistakes. Cen Xing also said that he likes it during the last autumn outing. He originally planned to pack up and go back to guard, but he didn't expect the little guy to sneak down by himself.

When the two faced each other, Cen Xing became shy.

Because of this, Yu Weisheng wanted to go back to his room, but just as he was about to leave, Cen Xing was full of reluctance. So he could only stay and watch Cen Xing blushing, sipping porridge and eating eggs.

"Is it delicious?" he asked.

Cen Xing nodded immediately.

Yu Weisheng added some milk to the egg liquid, and the fried egg was extra soft and fluffy, with a unique smell. Cen Xing still finds it delicious without wearing a filter. The porridge is only half eaten, and the eggs have already been eaten.

"Do you want more?" Yu Weisheng asked.

Cen Xing hesitated for a while before shaking his head, then gestured to him with chopsticks, telling him that he would not be able to eat any more.

Yu Weisheng really wanted to say to him at that moment, just say something, you made a lot of voices just now. It sounds great, I like it very much.

But he was afraid that Cen Xing would burn in place after hearing it, and then melt.

I was also afraid that Cen Xing would ask him why he didn't really mark him.

I have done everything, I have touched everything that should be touched and should not be touched, and the difference between whether I have really entered it or not is not that big. Borderline behavior is also sex. To insist on the last point of the bottom line is completely self-deception.

Of course Yu Weisheng understood. Then he thought, what he should torture himself is not why he didn't finish it, but why he did it.

Cen Xing relies on him, trusts him unconditionally, and is obedient at all times. It is precisely because of this that he needs to be more cautious. When Cen Xing handed over the rights to him, he was obliged to think more about Cen Xing.

He is his lover, his fiancé. Also his temporary guardian. The two completely different identities made Yu Weisheng contradictory.

He regretted it a little, but when he recalled the episodes just now, he still found it beautiful and attractive. If the same thing happens again, he has no confidence at all to make a different judgment.

That test may be tomorrow.

Yu Weisheng was thinking wildly, and Cen Xing took the bowl seriously and sipped the porridge.

Seeing that he wanted to send the empty tableware to the kitchen, Yu Weisheng stood up to stop him. What his little friend needs most now is rest, and he is reluctant to let him go on this little journey.

After putting the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen sink for Cen Xing, Yu Weisheng returned to the living room and found that Cen Xing was still sitting in his original position.

Seeing him, Cen Xing immediately smiled at him, then quickly lowered his head with a blushing face.

"... want me to carry you up again?" Yu Weisheng asked.

Cen Xing lowered his head even lower and shook his head.

"That means you want to tell me something." Yu Weisheng said.

Communication is not a bad thing. He knew that Cen Xing must have a lot of ideas in his mind, he should listen to them. If possible, I also want Cen Xing to understand his thoughts.

Cen Xing nodded, stood up slowly, walked up to him, and took his hand. He pulled him and took him all the way up the stairs and back to his room.

Yu Weisheng soon realized why.

Cen Xing didn't bring his cell phone. And what he wants to say, only rely on sign language, Yu Weisheng may not be able to understand.

The proximity of the bed where they had made out not so long ago was unavoidable. Yu Weisheng was a little tired of spurning himself, and decided to let his imagination fly.

Unfortunately, I didn't think too far.

Because after Cen Xing picked up the phone, the familiar electronic female voice asked a question that left him speechless.

"Do I need to take birth control pills?"

Yu Weisheng's mind went blank for half a second.

Cen Xing kept his head down and his ears were red, and continued to explain his words.

"Because I read that even if I don't go in, there is a possibility of pregnancy through external contact. Especially in the estrus period, Omega will be particularly easy to conceive, even if there is no mark. So, do I need to take contraceptives? "

He was right.

Yu Weisheng didn't go in, but he did touch it. In the end, it remained on the root of his thigh, merging with the greasy liquid. The child's physiological knowledge surpassed most of his peers.

Normally, just in case, it is needed.

But Cen Xing is different.