Brother, do you like me today?

Wang Bozhou took a step forward, with the towel still covering his head, Feng Qiu was crying with tears in his eyes, but under the shadow in front of his eyes, there was a faint scent of soap, Feng Qiu was taken aback, Wang Bozhou's wet lips were pressed against his forehead On, kiss quickly and softly.

Feng Qiu couldn't recall it, and said fiercely: "What are you going to do? Are you going to play a hooligan on me?"

Wang Bozhou stood up straight, took off the towel and held it in his palm, looking at him openly.

"I'll kiss you."

"You are not allowed to kiss!" Feng Qiu's ears burned up, and even his pale cheeks were stained with powder.

Wang Bozhou said again: "You go up first, which floor do you live on, and I will come to you later."

Feng Qiu's eyes widened: "You still want to enter my room? You! You!" Feng Qiu broke his voice angrily: "Don't push yourself! I won't open the door for you!"

After speaking, he turned and went upstairs.

On the second floor, the door slammed.

Wang Bozhou knew it.

Feng Qiu was restless on the sofa, annoyed that he was soft-hearted, and hated Wang Bozhou for being miserable, so he gritted his white teeth and kept silent.

But after a while, I went to the cat's eye to see if anyone came up.

After going there once or twice, Feng Qiu's hope was in vain, and he began to feel wronged again. He scolded himself: "Fuck! Don't be so cheap, can you? What are you rushing for?"

There was a knock on the door.

"Xiaoqiu, open the door."

The voice is low, mixed with the sound of wind and rain.

Feng Qiu walked to the door, thought twice, and opened the door anyway.

Wang Bozhou stood outside the door, holding a stack of wooden boards, a box of nails and a hammer in his hands.

Feng Qiu was stunned for a moment, and let him get out of the way.

Without saying a word, Wang Bozhou took off his shoes, walked in with only black socks on, and began to nail the windows with a clatter, saying, "The windows of the residential buildings here seem to be weak. Let me fix them for you."

Fearing that he might hit his hand, Feng Qiu followed beside him with his mobile phone in his hands, carefully lighting it up.

A dozen or so wooden boards were nailed together, and the windowpanes finally stopped shaking, and the sound of the wind and rain seemed to be muted through the layers of wooden boards.

Wang Bozhou's face was cold and handsome in the light of Fengqiu's mobile phone, his deep and clear eyelids were wide and long, his dark gray pupils gleamed with a little white light, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and a few beads of sweat ran down his cheeks. Jaw slid into the collar of his shirt.

The special smell of wood lingers on the tip of the nose, as well as the thin layer of pheromone smell on Wang Bozhou's body, which is lingering in the air, less sour and spicy, and becomes mild and lingering.

Fengqiu's breathing stopped for a moment, before he could react, Wang Bozhou held him by the waist, put him on the table next to him, and pressed him on top of him.

Feng Qiu was startled, and dropped his hand on the table, the beam of light flickered, facing the ceiling.He shrank back, with a cautious hand resting on his back, leaning against the cold wall through the warm palm.

He couldn't see clearly, he only felt a hot breath falling on his face, and he opened his eyes wide and turned his head away.

Wang Bozhou paused, and used his free hand to stroke Feng Qiu's soft hair back and forth, as if to comfort him, but after stroking, his hand followed the jet-black hair down to the neck, inch by inch, delicate and slow. He wandered up and down, as if watching a treasure.

Fengqiu trembled softly, but the warmth of Wang Bozhou's palms made him go limp, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms to resist.

Feng Qiu almost cried out of anger.

Wang Bozhou rubbed his slightly long hair, and slowly held his face, as if to kiss him.

Feng Qiu suddenly closed his eyes and bit his lips, expressing resistance.

Wang Bozhou's fingers touched his tightly closed lips, he was stunned for a moment, and he stopped trying, but he really wanted to hug him, thinking this way, he put his hands on Feng Qiu's waist.

Only now did Fengqiu remember that there was another one in his stomach, he shivered a bit, and stretched out his hand to cover his stomach.

Wang Bozhou noticed it naturally, and asked softly, "Stomach hurts?"

Feng Qiu bit his lip and did not speak.

Wang Bozhou turned on his mobile phone lighting, fan-shaped lights spread out, and a copy of "Omega Guide During Pregnancy" came into view.

Wang Bozhou's whole body froze, as if he had been enlightened by a stone, and a heartbeat in his chest that was used to neither sadness nor joy stirred violently, like a wild beast filled with restless joy.

An answer was about to come out, his throat choked, his heart beat loudly, and he was almost dazzled by the huge surprise.

Fengqiu glanced at it, his heart jumped into his throat, he rushed to hug the book, not letting Wang Bozhou read it, and he stammered in his mouth: "I'll just read it casually."

Wang Bozhou approached, slowly and gently hugged him into his arms, his voice trembling: "You ran away from home because of this?"

Fengqiu's breath was full of the smell of Wang Bozhou's body, which was clear and cold. He showed his true self in a daze, and said sadly: "No one will want it except me. Uncle doesn't allow it, and neither do you." allow."

Wang Bozhou hugged him tighter, but he seemed afraid of crushing him, so he just rubbed his palms over and over his thin shoulders, expressing his feelings with his body temperature.

"Xiaoqiu, I—"

Feng Qiu suddenly looked into his eyes again and said: "Anyway, it belongs to me alone. I will raise it by myself."

Wang Bozhou rolled his Adam's apple again with difficulty.

He clearly knew that Feng Qiu did not forgive him.

He is really stubborn, who can persuade him to go back?

Wang Bozhou didn't complain to him in his heart, he just hated himself.

Feng Qiu put his hands on his chest, broke free from his arms, scratched his messy hair, and didn't look at him.Suddenly, his wrist was grabbed by Wang Bozhou: "I want this child too, and I will like it too."

Feng Qiu was a little confused: "Are you going to snatch this baby from me?"

Wang Bozhou laughed: "Xiaoqiu, don't be stupid, this is the child of the two of us, we will raise him together. I will buy him wooden horses and Lego, take him to the zoo, and buy him ice cream. I Will love it."

Feng Qiu said stubbornly: "I will also buy him toys, go to the zoo, and buy him ice cream. I don't need you!"

Wang Bozhou immediately comforted him: "Xiaoqiu, don't be angry, anger is not good for the baby."

Feng Qiu's eyes turned redder: "Sure enough, children are more important!"

Is he now a container again?

Wang Bozhou was taken aback by this interpretation, he picked him up by his knees and put him on the sofa, half kneeling on the carpet and looking up at Fengqiu.

Feng Qiu's eyes were red, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw Wang Bozhou's upturned face.

He is about ten centimeters shorter than Wang Bozhou, and he has never been able to see Wang Bozhou clearly from this overlooking angle.

But now, Wang Bozhou was half-kneeling, looking up at him, hooking his fingers cautiously, gathering them one by one in the palm of his hand, vainly gathering them, afraid that he would break away, or that he would be disgusted.

"No, Xiao Qiu is the most important. Xiao Qiu is a treasure."

Wang Bozhou even started talking about love.

Feng Qiu hardened his heart and turned a deaf ear.Thinking in my heart, he coaxed me again.

He is not fooled.

Feng Qiu kicked him with little strength, and Wang Bozhou didn't dodge. He kicked him in the chest all at once. With a muffled groan, he gently circled his ankle.

Feng Qiu didn't expect that this kick could really hit him, so he jumped up in fright, but was caught by his ankles and gently fell back onto the sofa.

The two glanced at each other, and invariably remembered the night when they first marked each other, Wang Bozhou grabbed his ankle firmly and forced him to sleep on the bedside.

He was gasping for breath, crying softly, his snow-white back rubbed against the wooden bed, shivering from the cold, so he shivered and hugged Wang Bozhou again.

Feng Qiu gave Wang Bozhou a hard look, his face was on fire, and he broke away from him and ran away.

After a while, Feng Qiu's voice came from the bedroom: "Where do you live now?"

Wang Bozhou stood at the door and replied, "I live in a hotel in the south of the city."

Fengqiu lives in the north of the city, one south and one north, in this weather, where can I go back.

In the bedroom, Feng Qiu said again: "Then you sleep on my sofa tonight. Don't come in!"

Wang Bozhou responded, looked at the door, as if separated by mountains and seas, helplessly and sadly: "Okay."

Wang Bozhou slept on the sofa with his clothes on, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the bedroom opened with a click, and the sound of the slippers stepping on the ground was very soft, but for some reason, he took off his shoes again, and stepped on the floor with bare feet, the skin on the soles of his feet was directly attached to the floor, like a cat light.

Wang Bozhou sat up suddenly, "What's wrong?"

"I want to drink water."

Wang Bozhou stood up: "Put on your shoes, I'll pour them."

Wang Bozhou turned on the light on his mobile phone, and saw Feng Qiu wearing slippers and bare feet, clear pajamas, and short pajama pants, revealing a white and smooth leg, almost glowing in the darkness of the room.

Wang Bozhou calmed down, walked into the kitchen, looked at the thermos bottle and teapot, they were all empty, and said to the living room: "There is no water, I will boil a pot. You can sit on the sofa first."

Feng Qiu sat on the sofa.There was no electricity, and the air conditioner couldn't work. In fact, the room was so hot that it was so stuffy that people felt like they were in a steamer.There was also a fine layer of sweat on his thighs, and he was sitting on the leather sofa, with the snow-white leather sticking to the place where Wang Bozhou had just been lying down.

It got hotter for a while.

Feng Qiu spoke suddenly: "You come here like this, what will you do with your work?"

Wang Bozhou found a milk pot, put it on the gas stove, filled it with water, and waited for the water to boil. "I have applied for unlimited leave, and I will wait until you are willing to go back with me."

Feng Qiu said sullenly: "What about your family? Your... Omega father."

"He's in a nursing home, he's not feeling well. But he wanted to come with me."

Feng Qiu was startled: "What are you doing together?"

"He's afraid that I won't be able to explain clearly. But I really can't explain well. Just for a minute, I'm stupid, what can I say?" This sentence is almost accusing Feng Qiu of not wanting to listen to his explanation.

Feng Qiu choked out a sigh of relief: "Then explain it to me!"

Wang Bozhou was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked out of the small kitchen, and sat beside him, with a punch away, the heat from Alpha's body was all scattered on him, making him restless.

Suddenly, something stuffed into his palm, he touched it, it seemed to be a cold wristband.

"I wanted to throw it away, throw it in the lake, or flush it down the sewer. But I didn't, Xiaoqiu, I hate it, but I have to let it testify for me."

"Testify what?"

"My words were insincere, and I was forced to help."

Wang Bozhou cleared his throat: "Did I tell you a little bit about my family situation? My Alpha mother and my Omega father have a bad relationship. My mother is in the military department and doesn't go home all the year round. This time...she planned... A military coup. My father and I were part of it. We were imprisoned. Later, my observation level dropped and I was temporarily released, but I was put on this wristband. In fact, it is a monitor with monitoring and lie detection. , mood swing detection and pheromone concentration detection devices. They want to find more clues through me."

Wang Bozhou lowered his voice: "Xiaoqiu, I can't involve you in it."

Feng Qiu clutched the bracelet: "How to prove it?"

Wang Bozhou endured the humiliation and put on the wristband again, "You can ask me questions. If it decides that I am lying, it will emit a green light point. If my mood swings are very large and exceed the warning value, it will emit a red light point. "

Fengqiu paused for a moment, then asked softly: "Is Wang Bozhou lying to me now?"

"No."

Wristband as usual.

"Will Wang Bozhou lie to me in the future?"

"will not."

Feng Qiu suddenly put his hand on Wang Bozhou's chest, his slightly sweaty palm felt the vibration of the chest cavity, his powerful heart was beating, and his strong emotions seemed to condense into substance, trying to engulf him.

"Does Wang Bozhou love me?"

The red dot on the wristband lights up, evidence of violent mood swings.

Wang Bozhou's heart beat faster, he caught Feng Qiu's soft question, wishing he could capture this question in his heart and hide it, in a corner where the sun was not visible, his love for Feng Qiu was speechless , full of concessions, absolutely white and hot.

He said hoarsely, as if swearing again: "Love. Xiaoqiu, I love you."

Feng Qiu's fingers slid over and stuck to the wristband: "So if you can't take it off, you will never want me? Will you still give up on me?"

"Your safety and happiness are more important than everything about me. I can't be selfish and want to tie you up until death."

Fengqiu cried hoarsely: "So you just don't want me? In the first month, you didn't hear from me. I thought you had an accident and couldn't sleep well every day. In the second month, you said such exaggerated things to me. , and made me cry secretly every night. Wang Bozhou, forget about your death! If you die, I will accompany you to die! We will be companions on the road to Huangquan!"

The more Feng Qiu spoke, the more excited he became, and suddenly he lost his muscles and bones like a deflated ball.

He looked at Wang Bozhou, with tears in his eyes: "Why do you bully me like this? You disappeared without a word, what should I do? Do you...do you think that I will guard you forever? No, I've already been in love with someone else, just an Alpha in your company..."

Wang Bozhou's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he held back the sourness and jealousy: "I know, I'm going to die of anger."

Feng Qiu sneered: "Are you still mad? If you don't come back, I've decided to marry him."

Wang Bozhou grabbed his arm, with a painful and depressed expression: "Xiaoqiu, don't talk to me like this."

"I've thought it through. Once the typhoon is over, the weather in Qingjiang is the best in October. I will marry him at that time. He has a gentle temperament and will not ask for premarital sex. So the first time I met him must be in the newlyweds. Night. I have experience with you, I'm sure I can get him comfortable, I'm going to let him cum inside of me, make him knot, let him mark me, mark me forever..."

Wang Bozhou couldn't bear it anymore, pinched his chin and kissed him.

The lips and tongues of the two are entangled, not like lovers' lingering, but more like close combat.

The kiss was too hard and devoted, the teeth stuttered, insisting on hurting the other party, the body fluid overflowed from the corners of the lips, but no one cared about it.

Wang Bozhou was really angry, but also really scared.

He couldn't bear it at first, so he relaxed his strength, and started to kiss gently, with the tip of his tongue hooked and kissing slowly, the tingling pleasure amplified little by little, like the comfort of a beast.

Suddenly, he felt the hot, salty liquid rolling down from the corner of his lips.

He opened his eyes and found that Feng Qiu's eyes were open, the beautiful almond eyes were looking straight at him, full of grief and grievance, crying while watching.

Feng Qiu was about to shed all the tears of his life for Wang Bozhou.