Chapter 89 He was exhausted last night

Sleep together?

Chen Luan hesitated for a moment.

This guy has never been obedient in his bed. He either turns into an octopus and holds on to her tightly, or he likes to touch her.

But today...

It is indeed a special situation.

At first, Chen Luan couldn't sleep for several nights in a row. Whenever he closed his eyes, he saw those hellish scenes. Uncle Seven stayed with him for nearly half a month, and every night he chatted with Chen Luan until he fell asleep, which prevented Chen Luan from having any psychological trauma.

With his hand still on the door handle, the alpha's figure blocked most of the light from the living room floor lamp, and he was looking down at him.

The scent of cedar and amber in the air is quietly invading and spreading into the messy room.

Chen Luan looked up at Jiang Ling, whose tired eyes were still visible even after she had cleaned up. He moved his lips, but the words of refusal did not come out of his mouth.

The pair of eyes that looked moist and shiny in the dim light, coupled with the slightly damp hair, made the alpha in front of him look like a pitiful large dog with its fur wet by the rain.

The fingertips gripping the door handle tightened slightly.

A shadow covered the front.

Jiang Ling leaned over and looked into Chen Luan's eyes. He gently hooked his fingers around the corner of Chen Luan's sleeve and shook it.

The warm air flowed into Chen Luan's breath as he spoke: "Please, good brother."

"I promise not to do anything to you."

"...Your assurances in this regard are completely unreliable."

Chen Luan glanced at Jiang Ling and moved aside a little: "Don't promise me too much, I might be able to live a few more years, otherwise I will die young because of your empty pie."

He turned around and looked at the alpha who had immediately rushed in and rolled around on his bed. He went over and kicked him in the calf: "Move aside, where am I supposed to sleep if you take up the whole bed?"

The latter lay on his back in the soft blanket, opened his arms and smiled at Chen Luan like a jerk: "You can sleep in my arms."

"No."

Chen Luan took off his shoes and sat on it. He lifted his leg and pushed Jiang Ling to the side to make room. He sneered, "I'm afraid I'll have a nightmare."

"? Why do you have nightmares? What kind of nightmares are you having?"

Jiang Ling, who had nearly fallen off the bed after being kicked, quickly jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on, and pounced on Chen Luan, biting his cheek in dissatisfaction and raising his hands to pry Chen Luan's face: "Tell me clearly, are you so scared of sleeping with me, Chen Luan?"

The weight of half of Chen Luan's body pressing on him squeezed his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He pried Jiang Ling's arms from around his waist and raised his head with some difficulty: "Isn't it considered a nightmare to dream of being strangled to death in bed by an octopus in the middle of the night?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the arm around his waist tightened forcefully, and the alpha pressed down on him.

The body temperature, slightly higher than Chen Luan's, was transmitted through the thin material of his home clothes, and the scent of cedar and amber became more intense.

Jiang Ling grabbed Chen Luan's wrist, which was against her chest, and pushed it against the pillow. She leaned down, her nose almost touching the side of Chen Luan's neck, and chuckled, "What's wrong with octopuses? Octopuses are smart and delicious."

As he spoke, he came closer, his breath deliberately falling into Chen Luan's ear: "Do you want to try it?"

In the dim light of the bedside night lamp, the collar of Chen Luan's loose home clothes was a little messy, revealing a beautiful collarbone.

Jiang Lingzhi stood above Chen Luan, held Chen Luan's hand and placed it on her chest, then slowly moved him down.

"You can eat whatever you want."

On the back of the hand is the warmth of the alpha's palm, and under the fingertips are the undulating muscle contours.

Chen Luan's heart beat wildly for a moment, and he was so angry at Jiang Ling's shameless behavior of climbing up the pole that he wanted to laugh.

He used some force to pull his hand out and flip the alpha on top, then picked up the small blanket Jiang Ling brought and smothered his face with it: "I don't like seafood. Go to sleep quickly, or it will be dawn soon."

Chen Luan turned off the lights and darkness fell.

Chen Luan lay down with his back to Jiang Ling, and just as he closed his eyes, Jiang Ling grabbed his shoulders and turned him around.

"Don't turn your back on me, Chen Luan."

Jiang Ling's voice rang out in the darkness, and Chen Luan felt the other person's head rubbing against his pillow.

The warmth and breath are within easy reach.

An arm was placed on Chen Luan's waist and tightened quietly. The palm of his hand, which was pressed against Chen Luan's concave waistline, gently stroked the soft fabric twice, and then tightened, pulling Chen Luan into the alpha's arms.

Their chests pressed against each other, one leg squeezed through Chen Luan's knee, and the alpha buried himself in Chen Luan's arms.

Every breath was filled with the scent of Jiang Ling.

Through the thin clothes, Chen Luan could almost feel the other person's heartbeat, beating again and again in the darkness.

——Or maybe the voice did not belong to Jiang Ling, but was vibrating out from his own chest.

Can't tell the difference.

Amid the subtle sound of fabric rubbing against each other, Chen Luan's eyes softened and he raised his hand to touch the alpha's hair and rubbed it.

When I was little, I liked to stay in his arms, and I still can't change it even now that I'm grown up.

——Well, the hardened stubble feels much worse than the fluffy hair I had as a child.

Grow up.

He rubbed his chin against Jiang Ling's forehead: "Okay, go to sleep. Don't move around."

The head in his arms nodded, and his warm breath fell near Chen Luan's collarbone. A muffled voice came out: "Hmm."

Occasionally, a vehicle passed by outside the window, causing a vague reverberation, and the light flickered through the gaps in the curtains.

The sound of rain continued. The hypnotic sound and the warm breath in his arms made Chen Luan gradually relax, and fatigue flooded over him like a tide.

However, just as he was about to fall asleep, Chen Luan felt the person in his arms seemed to move.

The arms around the waist tightened slightly, and the breath that was originally near the collarbone began to move slightly upwards.

"...Jiang Ling?"

Chen Luan half opened his eyes in a daze, his voice a little hoarse.

The alpha did not answer, but instead moved his increasingly hot breath closer, landing on the side of Chen Luan's neck.

Like a spark.

The delicate kisses moved up along Chen Luan's rolling Adam's apple, and the warm kisses landed behind Chen Luan's sensitive ears.

A tingling and numb feeling like an electric current began to spread from the burning ears. Chen Luan shrank back uncontrollably, and his breathing became heavier.

He raised his hand and pushed the chest of the person in front of him, gritting his teeth: "Jiang Ling."

Pheromones in the air began to float unsteadily.

A soft laugh sounded beside his ear, and Jiang Ling's lips held Chen Luan's gradually reddening ear tip: "Are you awake?"

Chen Luan: “…”

Chen Luan: "I haven't fallen asleep yet."

Even if you really fall asleep, you will wake up!

The arm around Chen Luan's waist tightened, holding him close to her. Jiang Ling's breath came closer: "I can't sleep, Chen Luan."

"I can't sleep, so I went downstairs and ran ten laps around the neighborhood." Chen Luan struggled for a moment, "I get sleepy when I'm tired."

The hand on the alpha's chest was held, and a slightly hoarse voice with a moist and hot air flow fell into his ear: "There is another way, do you want to try it?"

The hand reached down with Chen Luan's fingers.

Chen Luan was stunned for a moment, and his face quickly turned red and hot. He tried to pull his hand back, but it was held even tighter.

"Jiang Ling! You——"

The panicked words were silenced by the passionate kiss.

The alpha grabbed Chen Luan's neck, covered his breath, and forcefully pried open Chen Luan's teeth before he could react.

The breaths entangled with each other and gradually began to become a mess.

Until Chen Luan's palm was forcibly covered with a scorching heat by the alpha, burning all the way up from the skin that was forced to stick to it, his breathing, which was already being chased and blocked, sank uncontrollably, and the breath covering Chen Luan also trembled slightly at the moment of contact.

"Jiang Ling!"

The temperature of the palm seemed to have turned into a red-hot iron. Chen Luan curled up his fingers and tried to pull them away as if he was burned, but the fingers clasped on his wrist branded Chen Luan's hand in place with even more irresistible force.

Chen Luan raised his head and found a gap in Jiang Ling's endless kiss. His chaotic breathing and stalled heartbeat were buzzing in his eardrums.

"Didn't you promise that, Jiang Ling?"

"I promised I wouldn't do anything to you."

He had just gotten away from a little distance when he was swallowed up again, and his breath was snatched away again.

The hand holding his brought him up and covered it, holding it tightly.

Amidst the subtle sound of fabric rubbing against each other, a low, hoarse gasp escaped from the alpha's throat, accompanied by a malicious smile: "But now, it's obviously you who are doing something to me."

The scorching breath came closer again: "This doesn't count as me breaking my promise."

The air grew hot and thin.

The hand that was originally around Chen Luan's waist began to move down dishonestly as the kiss became more and more intense.

The warmth of fingers penetrated the soft fabric and then opened it.

Chen Luan turned his head to avoid the alpha's dizzying kiss, his breathing unstable. He pressed down the increasingly restless hand under his clothes, his voice filled with rapid gasps: "Jiang - um!"

Little bastard!

How can someone be so shameless!

The smell of pheromones in the air almost burned into a sea of ​​​​fire.

Chen Luan's throat became dry, and he gritted his teeth and tried hard to regulate his chaotic and heavy breathing: "...you——"

The next second, Jiang Ling forced two equally hot temperatures together by holding Chen Luan's hand.

Chen Luan's unfinished words suddenly turned into a panicked breath.

The heartbeat in his chest was almost bursting out of his throat. Amid the friction of fabric, waves of numbness spread from his spine, making his scalp tingle and his heart tremble with fear. Sparks like electric currents flowed from the place where his palms touched, into the gaps between his bones, and then burned to his limbs and bones with a scorching temperature.

Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which became increasingly urgent.

The warmth of the palm permeated the burning sensation, and the pursuit of breathing became a chaotic mess of blurred syllables, rising and falling in the tide of pheromones that formed a vortex.

Until the breathing and the rain that seeped in through the cracks in the window became as humid, the sounds of the wind and rain became distant, the shadows in front of the eyes were covered with a layer of white mist, and the two hearts beat at the same frequency.

Jiang Ling released the hand that was holding Chen Luan, and put his forehead against Chen Luan's forehead. His breath touched the corner of Chen Luan's lips, and his light golden eyes curved upwards with pleasure:

"Chen Luan."

"Your taste and my taste—"

"Mixed together."

The rain outside gradually stopped.

Jiang Ling finally stopped tossing and turning, hugged Chen Luan, and fell asleep with his breath buried in Chen Luan's shoulder.

The deep blue of the night was diluted by a ray of light emerging from the horizon. The sporadic sound of birdsong could be heard outside the window. A beam of light that was blocked by the thick curtains seeped in through the gaps, and as the sun rose, it slowly climbed up the edge of the bed and hit the fingertips that were blown away.

The phone on the bedside table buzzed.

Chen Luan’s Do Not Disturb sleep mode, which automatically entered at dawn, was lifted.

A bony hand lazily reached out from the warm quilt, picked up the vibrating phone and unlocked it.

Chen Luan was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He was about to turn on his phone when the hand around his waist suddenly reached up and pressed the hang-up button.

"Who is it? Are you annoying so early in the morning?"

Jiang Ling half opened his eyes and glanced at her with a dissatisfied grumble.

【Unhappy: Brother, are you up yet? 】

【Unhappy: Why didn’t you answer the phone? 】

Scroll up and you’ll see the message from last night.

Chen Luan forgot to reply.

Jiang Ling narrowed her eyes, lowered her eyelashes and looked at Chen Luan who was sleeping soundly in her arms. The corners of her lips suddenly curved upwards in a very provocative arc.

He reached out and covered Chen Luan's hand that had fallen on the pillow, passed his knuckles through Chen Luan's fingers and clenched them tightly.

With his other hand, he held Chen Luan's mobile phone, took a picture of the two hands interlocked in the warm golden light, and clicked send.

【：He hasn't woken up yet. He was exhausted last night. 】

【：Talk about it ^_^】