Take down that Alpha school grass

Chen Weiwan froze all of a sudden, following Lin Moci's words, his back felt hot, he closed the lid of the kettle forcefully with a "bang", sat down on the edge of Lin Moci's bed, and warned : "If you talk nonsense again, I will do as you say."

Lin Moci was taken aback by his serious look, and he was stunned for a while and said, "Why is it nonsense..."

"Have you paid a visit to the bridal chamber? Besides, you can see who I am." Chen Weiwan helplessly tugged at his clothes, took off his shoes, pushed him inside, took a wet towel to help him Wipe the body one by one, "Go in."

"You are Wanwan, uh-itch!"

The hot towel touched the skin of his waist, Lin Moci immediately bowed his body like a frightened cat.

Chen Weiwan held him down, his eyes darkened: "Don't move around."

Lin Moci refused to listen to the advice and raised his knees, and rubbed his toes against the mattress: "It's really itchy, I'm afraid of itches, if you touch me randomly, I'll dream of you..."

Chen Weiwan originally wanted to help this drunk man wipe off the sweat, but when he opened the hem of his clothes and saw the thin waist, he already had countless distracting thoughts. He tried his best to restrain himself throbbing, and continued to wipe the other party's sweat, but this person did not know how to praise and continued to move around.

"Dream what?" Chen Weiwan asked.

Lin Moci grabbed him, tightly grasped his veined forearm with thin white fingers, and replied frankly: "Exercising vigorously."

Chen Weiwan raised his eyebrows: "Tell me about the sport in detail."

Lin Moci spoke eloquently, but Naihe was still confused: "You tease me, then I'll be on top, I'll tear your clothes and bully you, and then you can't resist, you...don't tell Wanwan after you've heard this, He might be angry...he shouldn't want to be pressured by me..."

It is really...

Chen Weiwan was so angry that his teeth itch.

It's really disobedient and maliciously seduces people.

The water-soaked towel left a ring of water'stains on Lin Moci's smooth body. Chen Weiwan wiped it higher and higher, and when he accidentally touched the other's chest, Lin Moci exclaimed , grabbing him again and not letting him move, the corners of his eyes turned red: "Didn't I tell you not to move, why is it so itchy..."

Chen Weiwan felt the itch from his yell penetrated into his heart from his ears, and even sweated on his forehead.

He felt that Lin Moci was deceiving people too much.

Just when Chen Weiwan had endured to the limit, Lin Moci pleaded with red eye circles: "My lady...I dare not... Let's go to the bridal chamber another day..."

Chen Weiwan's hand stopped immediately.

He did imagine that he and Lin Moci would call each other some special titles at a certain moment to increase the atmosphere and fun.

It's just that he never thought that Lin Moci's code name for him was Lady.

But when this person really yelled with red eyes like this, he felt ashamed that the word was extremely seductive, and it directly seduced him with a throbbing heart, as if his body was scorching hot.

"It looks like death when you lift it up, and you will run away if you touch it. You stay here alone in the empty room!"

Chen Weiwan spoke ferociously, and then vigorously rubbed the towel on Lin Moci's neck and face. Regardless of Lin Moci's struggles, he wiped it hastily for him like a ball of paper, and then wiped it off by himself. Went into the bathroom and took a cold shower.

After he came out, the heat on his body basically dissipated, but Lin Moci still blinked and waited for him, enduring sleepiness and not falling asleep.

"Why don't you sleep?" Chen Weiwan walked over and asked.

Lin Moci pulled him until he lay down, his forehead pressed against his shoulder, and his tone was slightly coquettish: "Waiting for you to come together."

Chen Weiwan pinched his ear and said softly: "This time it was my fault and I didn't go to accompany you, so I don't blame you."

As he spoke, he tapped Lin Moci's forehead again and warned, "But next time such a person drinks recklessly outside, he will be beaten, you know?"

Lin Moci immediately retreated to the innermost side of the bed as if he was very frightened: "Don't hit me."

Chen Weiwan's heart softened, and he patted his head: "I frightened you, I won't do anything to you."

But Lin Moci acted as if he was really afraid of being abused by him, so he apologized and said, "I was wrong, don't hit me."

"I didn't ask you to apologize." Chen Weiwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then if you insist on admitting your mistake, tell me where you did it."

"I don't know, but I was wrong." Listening to him asking what was wrong, Lin Moci apologized to him mechanically like a conditioned reflex, and took his hand and said, "Don't be angry at Wanwan."

It can be seen that there are too many times of admitting mistakes and apologizing at ordinary times, and a reflex arc has been formed.

Chen Weiwan hugged him tightly in his arms, and the thin T-shirts of the two people passed each other's heat in an instant. Lin Moci seemed to be scalded to his forehead by his collarbone, and wanted to retreat again. But there was a wall behind him, and there was nowhere to hide.

He was held in Chen Weiwan's arms and pressed for a long time before he heard a muffled voice above his head: "Are you really worried that I will do something to you..."

Lin Moci thought for a while with a chaotic brain circuit: "I, I, I don't worry anymore, you can do it, I won't run away..."

These words made Chen Weiwan feel depressed, as if someone had kicked his heart, and his chest felt tight.

He didn't expect Lin Moci to have such a bad impression of him.

But also right.

According to his condition, the current self is really dangerous to Lin Moci.

It's just that no matter who alienated him, it didn't hurt him as much as Lin Moci. Chen Weiwan's heart darkened a bit, and he felt like a low self-esteem and sensitive fool, so he hugged Lin Moci tightly and begged in a low voice : "Xiaoci, can you stop thinking that I'm a dangerous person... I really won't do anything to you..."

After he finished speaking, he felt very shameless again.

He is obviously a dangerous person, but he hopes that others will not see him that way. He is obviously a bad person, but he hopes that Lin Moci can completely accept him like this.

Unexpectedly, Lin Moci pushed his palm on his chest, cursing and saying: "You are not a dangerous person in the first place, who scolded you like that, Xu Siwen, right? Wait, I won't beat him to death..."

As if being stuffed with a heater in a snowy night, Chen Weiwan's heart fluctuated like a tide driven by his attitude: "You don't think I'm dangerous, why are you still afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you." Lin Moci kicked his knee, "Look, I dare to kick you, and you can't do anything to me."

With the air conditioner on in the room, Chen Weiwan stuffed his feet back into the thin quilt: "Don't kick the quilt, you are not afraid of me, why did you say I might hit you?"

"Why do I think you're going to hit me...that's..."

Lin Moci was purely bullied by him and turned into a nervous reflex. Now he can't think of the reason, rubbed his head, and put together the words "beaten", "dangerous", "lady", and "bridal chamber". The fluffy hairs scratched Chen Weiwan's chin, scratched another itchy, half drunk and half awake, said: "Boudoir love....."

Chen Weiwan: "..."

He took a deep breath of the air-conditioning in the room to cool down his reason, let go of Lin Moci and turned his back to face him, but the sound of breathing was taken as anger by Lin Moci.

The little bastard came forward persistently: "Don't be angry, I don't have anything to do with other alphas, look at me, I..."

Chen Weiwan frowned and looked back at him, seeing him grabbing his own chain with his hands, putting the thin piece of metal to his mouth and biting it, grinning, his eyes were mischievous but flattering: "Have a strong sense of self-management..."

My heart suddenly went bad.

Chen Weiwan sat up abruptly, feeling that his rationality had been violently attacked, and supported his forehead in a broken mood.

Sooner or later, he will die in Lin Moci's hands.

"Go to sleep." The sinful Lin Moci saw that he sat up without sleeping, pulled his clothes and shook them, "I have to climb the mountain tomorrow, I'm so sleepy..."

"Really..." Chen Weiwan was not sleepy at all, he covered his forehead, looked at Lin Moci's eyelids which were blinking more and more slowly and could not be lifted, and he was angry, "Don't dare to say anything, let the atmosphere After you made a mess, you said you were sleepy."

He directly recorded this matter in the notebook where he held grudges in his heart, and planned to take revenge one day sooner or later.

"Don't sleep." Chen Weiwan shook Lin Moci, tugged at his necklace, trying to pull him up and take a bite, "Sleep after finishing the temporary mark."

"No, I'm sleepy, and I have to climb the mountain tomorrow!" Lin Moci held his hand and kicked him with his struggling legs, but he easily stopped him.

"I won't climb tomorrow." Chen Weiwan had already started grinding his teeth.

"Climbing!" Lin Moci struggled to get up, "Sleep!"

"Lin Moci!"

Lin Moci was stunned by his fierce blow, and then shrank back, repeating his attitude not long ago: "Don't hit me."

Chen Weiwan: "..."

Crazy, he's really going crazy.

He clenched his fists and exhausted his whole life of self-cultivation to hold back the release of pheromones to suppress Lin Moci, stood up and sat on the stool, and said with despair in his heart: "Okay, you go to sleep, don't care about my life or death .”

"No, you sleep in your arms."

The kettle that was originally burning jumped a bit, and a pot of water boiled in the room, with steaming heat and mist. Chen Weiwan collapsed by himself for a while, but when he turned around, he saw Lin Moci was still there She didn't move, and she was willing to sleep only when he hugged her.

He can't be beaten, scolded, or forced, but once he pampers this person, he becomes extremely arrogant.

He had no choice but to take a sip of water and swallowed a pill. To be on the safe side, he lay back on the bed and rolled Lin Moci up with a quilt by himself, and then tied a knot around his own hand to prevent himself from getting sick and attacking him in the middle of the night.

After doing all this, Lin Moci was no longer sleepy. He blinked his big eyes and scratched his collarbone with his eyelashes, and said after a while: "Your heart beats so fast."

"Shouldn't you reflect on this situation?" Chen Weiwan criticized the culprit in a hoarse voice, "Do you think you have any obsession with mountain climbing?"

"No." Lin Moci moved his hands curiously, but he couldn't get his hands out of the quilt to do evil, and said with a small smile, "I just want to trick Wanwan into going to the mountain god with me to burn incense and bless the marriage. .”

For this reason, Chen Weiwan paused for a moment, and asked him, "Then why didn't you tell Wanwan directly?"

"I'm afraid he will laugh at me." Lin Moci smiled a little embarrassedly, "I feel like he doesn't believe this, but I believe it. I want to give him a name in front of the mountain god, and I hope the mountain god will bless him from getting sick again. "

These words were obviously not sensational, but Chen Weiwan felt that he had grabbed his heart so hard that he couldn't even jump.

After a long time, Lin Moci heard a sigh from the person above his head: "He really didn't believe in mountain gods."

"However, as long as he can be with you, he is willing to believe anything." Chen Weiwan hugged him tightly, trembling slightly with emotion.

As a materialist, it was the first time he truly prayed to God in his heart.

No matter which god he worships, as long as he can recover from his illness and fall asleep hugging his lover like a normal person, he is willing to kowtow and burn incense.

As long as he can stay with Lin Moci forever, as long as he can protect Lin Moci from harm.

"Go to sleep." Chen Weiwan kissed Lin Moci's forehead, "I will accompany you to climb the mountain tomorrow night."

"I'll listen to you singing." Lin Moci demanded.

Chen Weiwan hugged him and sang softly. It was the only nursery rhyme his mother sang when he was putting him to sleep in his childhood memory.

"The stars in the sky weep, the roses on the ground wither..."

Lin Moci blinked more and more slowly, listening to the song "Insects Flying" gradually buried in his arms and fell asleep, Chen Weiwan tried the knots on his wrists, and also tried to get confused.

[The author has something to say: Chen Weiwan: I hate]