Warm light softly spilled into the room, blocking out the black nightlight of the outside world.
Lu Huizhou's eyes looked extremely dark in such an environment, as if the melting night outside had all sunk into his eyes.
Yu Tingquan's back was leaning against his chest, slightly curled up, and he was moaning and moving.
Lu Huizhou still has the body of a young man, but may be a little too thin due to the hard work he has done in recent days. Yu Tingquan rubbed back and forth in his arms, which was a bit irritating.
Lu Huizhou narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped his fingertips. Whether intentionally or not, his lips fell on Yu Tingquan's ear, and his voice seemed to be so close: "... Don't make trouble."
Yu Tingquan was so shocked that he burst into tears, and a pitiful glimmer of water appeared at the end of his red eyes.
He opened his mouth to say something, but found that his voice was hoarse and he could only hum.
The snow-white quilt was messed up even more, and it was covered vaguely on Yu Tingquan's legs, and then he rubbed it open a little, exposing his calves to the air.
Because he is very thin, Yu Tingquan's ankle joints are very prominent. A thin layer of skin and flesh wraps the bones, and the joints are stained with light pink.
Lu Huizhou's technique is very gentle, and there is a big difference between the feeling of a sensitive part of the body being touched by oneself and being touched by someone else.
Yu Tingquan has completely become a salted fish from the initial struggle, to refusing to welcome him, and now to being slaughtered by others. He only knows how to stand on Lu Huizhou.
When everything was over, Yu Tingquan was almost asleep.
Lu Huizhou gently shook his shoulder: "Your Highness, go take a shower."
Yu Tingquan lingered for a while, burying his face in the quilt, and then muttered for a long time: "I'm so tired, please help me wash it."
Lu Huizhou raised his eyebrows, hugged Yu Tingquan, let his arms rest softly on his shoulders, and commented in a voice that Yu Tingquan couldn't hear: "Little lazy cat."
When the water was put in, Yu Tingquan was completely unconscious, and his whole body was softly pressed against him, and he couldn't wake up even if he screamed.
——He guessed he was really tired.
Lu Huizhou was half-kneeling by the bathtub, leaning down to help him untie the black pheromone suppression ring.
When he released the water just now, he didn't realize that the suppression ring was now thoroughly wet with water mist. The circle of lace wrapped around it lay softly on Yu Tingquan's neck. The snow white contrasted with the crow color, making Yu Tingquan's whiteness even more pure.
Lu Huizhou lowered his eyes, his feather-fan-like eyelashes trembling slightly, as if they were still open.
He touched the buckle on the restraining ring, and with a slight click, the restraining ring like a neck ring was opened.
His neck was completely exposed to the air. Yu Tingquan leaned his head against the bathtub, and his neck curved in a fragile arc.
In the middle of the back of the neck, there is a small gland, slightly red and swollen. The rich fragrance of lily of the valley slowly wafted out of him, filling the entire bathroom in just a few seconds.
Lu Huizhou took a breath without leaving any trace.
The original impulse belonging to Alpha was completely aroused by Omega's pheromones, and the desire that had been tightly suppressed just now came back, almost burning his sanity completely.
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