Chen Ting's expression was a little dumbfounded, and the amber-like eyes reflected the broken light reflected by the crystal chandeliers. He seemed to be slowing down for half a beat before he shook his head: "No drug."

Lian Jue glanced at him: "That's the drunk man?"

Chen Tingwei's skin is very white and his eyelashes are long. I don't know if it's uncomfortable, his eyelids are heavy or habitual. When he doesn't look at people, he always lowers his eyes half-hung. He looks a little innocent and pitiful, which makes him look a little innocent with such a pure appearance.

It's a type that men are hard to resist.

"...No," Chen Tingwei still shook his head, "I'm just in heat."

He said this bluntly and explicitly. Although he could hear traces of embarrassment in his tone, there was no shame on his face.

Lian Jue leaned on the back of the sofa, and his eyes fell on him were scattered, but his tone was serious: "So what?"

Chen Tingwei pursed his thin lips gently: "...I want to do it."

Lian Jue's expression remained unchanged: "What are you doing."

This time I paused for a while.

"……like."

This word was very difficult to spit out from Chen Tingwei's mouth.

Lian Jue glanced at him casually without responding.

Chen Tingwei's shame was burning in his body with passion and passion. From the tip of his ears to the pinnacles, it was red and thin and transparent by the white light.

"Do you want to do it?"

His eyes flashed unnaturally, and he mustered up the courage to meet Lian Jue's eyes. His breath was filled with a sweet smell of wine, and his voice seemed to be soaked in sweet wine.

“…do you want to have sex?”

Lian Jue and Chen Ting looked at each other for a few seconds. They withdrew their eyes and reached out to touch the cigarette. Suddenly they thought of the cigarette in their jacket pocket.

Lian Jue is not smoking in front of others, one is to maintain demeanor and politeness, and the other is that he rarely has moments when he needs to use tobacco to suppress his bipolar depression - but now it is.

Lian Jue got up and wanted to get it. When he crossed the sofa next to him, Chen Ting was not caught by Chen Ting. Chen Ting asked in panic: "Are you leaving?"

Lian Jue looked at his hand, and the irritability that had not been suppressed became deeper: "You just need to do it?"

Ega's special physical condition made Chen Tingwei unable to say no. Lian Jue's body was too close to him, and the hot breath rushed over, wrapping him up overwhelmingly, steaming him to his head, and his knees that were pressed against one place were trembling. He almost subconsciously nodded his head involuntarily.

He heard Lian Jue swearing in a low voice, then shook his hand and walked away. He didn't turn his head, because Lian Jue's footsteps soon stopped not far behind him, and then there was a lighter sound.

The temperature on Lian Jue's arm was still left at the tip of Chen Tingwei's fingertips. In the air that the other party had stayed in front of him, the faint woody male fragrance had not completely dissipated.

Chen Ting didn't gently smell this scent that was clearly useless to him, and raised his hand with Lian Jue's warmth to touch the burning gland on the back of his neck.

When he was in high school, he once said in the school's physiological health class that the ega's estrus usually occurs after differentiation and occurs periodically, with a periodic attack, and the estrus lasts from 3-5 days per month. If the estrus is not relieved, it will definitely be accompanied by the estrus that is difficult to fade. Until it is temporarily or permanently marked by alpha, this difficult toil can be temporarily or completely relieved.

Chen Tingwei's experience was too poor. He didn't know whether doing with alpha could make his veins in his body disappear, nor did he know whether the feeling of doing with Lian Jue was good.

It was a little difficult for him to meticulously recall what happened in bed.

He still had some memories last night, so soon every sense of his body was controlled by Lian Jue. If Lian Jue wants him to be comfortable, he is comfortable, and torture him is torture. Later, his entire consciousness was mixed with pheromones released by him. He could not remember clearly except for the soreness left on his body.

But judging from the fact that he was able to sleep peacefully after finishing, the high probability was not bad.

Today is the second day, if you are lucky, there will be only one day left...

The hot gland sensed the familiar breath, and the restlessness that had lasted for a long time finally calmed down a little.

Chen Ting took off his hand without hesitating.

The estrus, which was temporarily soothed, was like a greedy and impatient little beast. It was not completely satisfied and collided aimlessly inside its body, and it was becoming increasingly fierce.

Lian Jue turned his back to Chen Tingwei, half leaned against the open kitchen connected to the living room, threw the tie on the kitchen counter at hand, and took a sip of cigarettes.

The slightly bitter tobacco smell mixed with the unforgettable sweetness around her body, and the increasingly rich smell of alcohol spread from behind her. Without turning her head, a wisp of smoke slowly spit out from her mouth, looking slightly sideways.

Chen Tingwei was separated from him by the cold black marble kitchen counter. He didn't look carefully or pay attention to Chen Tingwei's expression. He thought he would probably still look pitiful with his eyes hanging down.

After smoking half a cigarette, the person behind him had not spoken yet.

"Come here." Lian Jue said.

Before Chen Ting walked around the kitchen table, he came to Lian Jue. Lian Jue pointed in front of him with his eyes. Chen Ting didn't understand very quickly. He lowered his head and looked at the floor under Lian Jue's feet. Some long bangs half covered their eyes, but did not move.

Lian Jue didn't understand why he always made himself miserable, but the person who was plotted seemed to bully him, which made people angry.

Lian Jue couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

"Kneel down or get out."

Lian Jue waited patiently for a few seconds, but when Chen Ting did not move, he couldn't help but sneer.

Blame his cheap self-esteem and inferior reserve.

Compared with the current seduction, his appearance does not look pure and stupid. Lian Jue only thinks that he is so artificial that he is upsetting.

Just as he was about to speak and ask someone to leave, Chen Ting didn't kneel down in front of him.

Lian Jue had smoke between his fingers, and the accumulated ashes were dusted off. He carried the faint dark sparks and landed on Shen Ting's collarbone that was not exposed outside the collar. He was so scalded that his shoulders shook slightly, but bit his lips without making a sound.

Yan Ash dissipated as Chen Ting didn't raise his arm. Lian Jue saw that the skin on his collarbone quickly turned red, the size of his fingertips was no different from a kiss mark.

Chen Ting's moves without untiing the belt buckle is a bit unfamiliar. He has never had many occasions where he needs to wear formal clothes, and rarely wears this kind of metal buckle belt. His fingers fumbled on Lian Jue's belt buckle for a long time before he touched a small snap buckle.

He tried to pull the snap buckle, and the belt buckle opened in response. Chen Ting did not take a deep breath before continuing his hand movements.

The sound of unzipping the zipper seemed a little abrupt in the quiet environment. Lian Jue leaned lazily against the kitchen counter, looking at him coldly with his eyes hanging down.

The light gray cotton underwear wrapped around the bulging object between the crotch. It looked not yet erect or slightly erect, but the size was enough to make Chen Ting not scared.

He reached out to touch it, but was stopped by Lian Jue: "Use your mouth."

Chen Ting's thin eyelids were so hot that it was so hot that he touched his lips and touched the soft fabric of his underwear. His nose also touched the tip of his nose, and his nose was filled with a not-so-odor but extremely rich atmosphere.

Lian Jue's penis became erect as his lips touched, and its shape became more and more distinct. Chen Tingwei's lips sloppyly depicted the shape of Lian Jue's object through the fabric. He moved his lips up and picked up the edge of his underwear and pulled it down.

The erect penis popped out of the underwear and hit Shen Tingwei's nose. The hot contact made Chen Tingwei feel like he was burned by it for a moment. He wanted to hide, but the back of his head was clasped by a wide palm.

"lick."

The sound of command above his head sounded. Chen Ting closed his eyes and clenched his teeth and met the hard genitals in front of him.

He stuck out his tongue to lick the front end of Lian Jue. A transparent liquid was secreted from the front end, which was not very good. He accepted it a little hard, so the tip of his tongue went around the glans and licked his thick stems first.

The wet and hot tongue licked the protruding tendons on the stem, and from the top to the bottom, the saliva wet Lian Jue's genitals. He licked it for a while, and noticed Lian Jue's displeasure, and then slowly moved it up and held Lian Jue's glans in his mouth.

Before he could get used to it, the hand pressed behind his head suddenly exerted force. He was not prepared, and Lian Jue's sexual organs pressed into the depths of his throat. His eyes immediately turned red, and he was stammering and he wanted to withdraw.

Lian Jue's hand was not relaxed.

The soft and hot mouth contracted frequently in the depths of the soft and hot mouth, sucking Lian Jue's penis tightly. Lian Jue's cold white and slender fingers inserted into Chen Tingwei's hair, and groaned from his nose.

Chen Tingwei's mouth was too small and he was bulging up. The feeling of retching was blocked by Lian Jue, which was so uncomfortable.

There was a thin layer of tears in the bottom of his eyes, a touch of bright red at the ends of his eyes, and the throat was spasming tightly. The saliva secreted from his mouth could not be swallowed, and as it accumulated too much, it flowed out along the corners of his lips.

He couldn't make a sound, so he could only raise his wet eyes and look at Lian Jue.

Lian Jue couldn't stand his red eyes and was about to cry. He had a cigarette in his mouth and half-closed his eyes, and his hoarse voice was a little ambiguous.

"Is oral sex taught to be taught? Was it a waste."

The thin and soft hair was spread between his fingers and felt a chin. Lian Jue raised his chin and spit out a cigarette, pressed Chen Tingwei's head, and thrust his waist twice in his mouth.

"Um..." Chen Ting was not forced to raise his head, tears seeped out of his eyes. He closed his eyes and grabbed the smooth material in the seam of Lian Jue's trousers.

Suddenly his eyelids trembled, and he frowned in pain - a small tuft of ashes fell from the cigarette butt that was about to burn out on Lian Jue's mouth, which fell to the end of his eyes.

But the pain soon disappeared shortly after it touched the eyelids, and was replaced by a somewhat rude stroke.

Lian Jue wiped the ashes from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and his hand that was slinging behind his head loosened. He took the cigarette butt from his mouth and threw it into the dishwasher next to him, opened the book head and rinsed the cigarette butts.

Lian Jie twisted away the warm and moist tears on his fingertips, frowned, and said patiently: "I haven't broken my skin, why are you crying?"

Chen Ting had not opened his eyes, and the wet water vapor was stained on his eyelashes, and Lian Jue's penis was in his mouth, and he couldn't speak.

His eyes were a little redder than before, maybe it was hot or crying.

Lian Jue pulled out of his mouth, pulled the person up from the ground, turned around and pushed it on the cold table, and his firm genitals pressed against Shen Tingwei's butt, turning his face: "What are you crying?"

Chen Ting had not tilted his face, his red nose was shining with light, and he murmured: "Hot."

Lian Juexin said she was so cute that she raised her hand on his chin and touched the red spot in the corner of Chen Tingwei's eyes to check if she had hurt her eyes just now.

Just as he was about to touch Chen Tingwei's eyelids, he suddenly grabbed him.

Chen Ting didn't drag Lian Jue's arm to his body, pressed Lian Jue's palm to his lower abdomen, sprayed his hot breath on Lian Jue's face, and his dry lips gently rubbed against his chin.

“I’m so hot…”

Lian Jue paused, frowned and looked at his dissatisfied face, and rubbed his palm hard on his lower abdomen.

Chen Tingwei suddenly raised his chin and gasped.

"Chen Tingwei, did you grow up with aphrodisiac?"

Lian Jue's hand touched the hem of his clothes, pinching his nipples that had become hard at some point: "Why are you so sexy?"

"Ha..." Chen Tingwei's moan ejaculated from his mouth, his waist collapsed even lower, and he turned his head to kiss Lian Jue's side face.
To be continued...