Chapter 187： (2/2)

The blanket slipped from his lap, and the folds were soft, hiding a corner of the book. Omega, who was reading by the window, was carried to the bed by Alpha. After a while, the bedroom lights went out and sank into the darkness. Only the half-dark snow light illuminated the end of the bed.

He An was resting on Zheng Fei's arm, and he wrapped his waist around, kissed his forehead lightly, and sometimes said some soft-hearted bones.

No offense, no overruling, no coercion.

He An knew that Zheng Feiyu wanted to give him an extremely gentle estrus, so as to dilute those unpleasant memories, so he took care of his feelings everywhere-this seems to be what He An himself hopes for.

But a strong and secret desire in his heart told him that he didn't want this.

No.

He An's body temperature rose extremely fast, and his breath became hot gradually, blowing slowly on Zheng Fei's chest, and holding his fingertips to hold Zheng Fei's robe shirt. He couldn't help himself, swallowed saliva thirsty, and whispered, "Flying, I ... I think ..."

It's hard to tell.

He An struggled for a while, and couldn't bear itching, so he opened his mouth again: "I want to ... want to see you ..."

"What do you want to see me?" Zheng Feiyin asked warmly.

"Think ... see you in a suit."

Zheng Feiyu didn't expect it would be such a simple and quirky request, he immediately said: "Now?"

"Ok."

He An's voice was low and his head was embarrassed.

Zheng Feiyi smiled suddenly: "What's shy about this? It's not troublesome. Come on, I'll show it to you."

As he stood up and turned on the bedside lamp, looking down, He An hid in the quilt like mimosa, veiled his eyes and glanced at him, looking forward, and quickly retracted his head, leaving him Curly puffy hair.

what happened?

Zheng Feiyu felt strange, but he felt more lovely.

He got out of bed and went into the cloakroom. He just wanted to close the door and take off his robe. He was suddenly anxiously shouted: "Don't close!"