Chapter 47 When did you become so close to him?
The bedroom was quiet, and the light from the living room shone through the half-open door onto the bed.
Yu Chucheng waited for a while but no one responded. It seemed that Duan Huaijin was really asleep.
He gradually grew bolder, and holding his chin, he began to blatantly look at the Alpha in front of him.
Duan Huaijin's hair was in tatters on his forehead, making him look less sharp and indifferent than usual. His narrow eyes were lightly closed, covered by dense eyelashes, making it difficult for people not to take a second look at him.
Yu Chucheng looked at Duan Huaijin's eyelashes and sighed, "His eyelashes are so long, they look like feathers, but I don't know what they feel like."
For some unknown reason, Yu Chucheng stretched out his hand.
When he realized what he was doing, his fingertips had already touched Duan Huaijin's long eyelashes.
It’s a little different from what I imagined. Duan Huaijin’s eyelashes are not soft, but rather a bit hard.
At this moment, Duan Huaijin suddenly frowned and his eyelashes twitched slightly.
Yu Chucheng was frightened to death and withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted. The fingers that had just touched Duan Huaijin's eyelashes felt like they were on fire.
Yu Chucheng's heart was beating fast. He asked in a low voice in doubt, "Are you awake?"
The only answer he got was the ticking sound of the electronic clock on the table in the room.
Fortunately, Duan Huaijin didn't wake up.
Yu Chucheng breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat off his head, pulled out a thin blanket from the cupboard, and returned to the living room with his hands and feet together.
The other bedroom only had a bare bed board, so he would be better off spending the night on the sofa.
As for the master bedroom, he generously gave it to the drunk Duan Huaijin.
Yu Chucheng curled up on the sofa, turned on the TV and muted the volume, but he didn't know that the person on the bed opened his eyes the next second after he left.
Duan Huaijin raised his hand and touched his eyes. He was awake from beginning to end.
This room and bed were filled with Yu Chucheng's scent. The pleasant peach aroma was irritating his nerves all the time. Moreover, he was still in his susceptible period. How could he possibly sleep in such an environment?
Duan Huaijin's eyes darkened and he propped himself up to sit up.
His Alpha instinct kept urging him to go out and capture Yu Chucheng, but his reason told him that he had to resist doing so.
The susceptible period is very scary. Once it starts, it will take at least three days to end. During this period, he will be completely controlled by the instincts engraved in his genes. His destructive and possessive desires will increase exponentially, and he has no idea what will happen.
Duan Huaijin held his breath and got out of bed. He had to leave here.
In the living room, perhaps because he was too tired today, Yu Chucheng fell asleep on the sofa after a while. The TV flickered silently, shining on his face.
His posture was not very elegant. The sofa was too narrow, and the blanket half slipped to the ground and half was still draped over his body. He propped up one leg carelessly, with one hand hanging on the edge of the sofa.
But he couldn't control his pheromones well when he slept, and the sweet and rich scent spread quietly in the living room.
Half asleep and half awake, Yu Chucheng felt his whole body lighten, as if he had suddenly arrived from the sofa into the clouds and was flying.
He subconsciously reached out his hand, trying to find a reassuring foothold, but ended up ripping two buttons off the man's shirt.
Duan Huaijin: “…”
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It was already the next morning when Yu Chucheng opened his eyes again.
His first reaction was that sleeping on the sofa for a night did not cause him the back pain he had imagined. He did not expect that his back was in such good condition.
My second reaction was to stare at the ceiling above my head for a long while. Wait, he seemed to be in his bedroom on his bed.
Where was Duan Huaijin in his bed? Could it be that he was sleepwalking in the middle of the night and saw Duan Huaijin occupying his bed and he kicked her out?
Yu Chucheng started up his computer the fastest in history, and he threw off the quilt and rushed into the living room.
The TV in the living room had been on all night, and the blanket he had taken last night was still scattered on the sofa.
Where is Duan Huaijin?
Yu Chucheng caught a glimpse of a sticky note on the refrigerator.
[I am susceptible to the virus and cannot stay with you. Thank you for tonight. I am leaving first.]
It was Duan Huaijin's handwriting, but the strokes were more sloppy and forceful than before, and the last word almost tore the paper.
It turned out that he had left.
Yu Chucheng felt mixed emotions as he looked at the sticky note in his hand.
Last night, he saw Duan Huaijin was so drunk that he didn't send him back. Unexpectedly, it seemed that this backfired and in the end he had to let the drunk man go back by himself.
Just at this moment, the phone rang. Yu Chucheng thought it was Duan Huaijin calling, so he picked it up without thinking, "Hello, Duan Huaijin, how are you feeling now? Did your parents give you any trouble after you went back home last night?"
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.
Yu Chucheng frowned, "Why don't you speak?"
Yu Jingchen's voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the air, and it was extremely penetrating. "Yu Chucheng."
Yu Chucheng, who was named, trembled all over, and now it was his turn to be silent.
Yu Jingchen usually either called him Chu Cheng or called him by his nickname Cheng Cheng like his parents did. He would only call him by his full name when he was really angry.
"When did you become so close to him?" Yu Jingchen's voice was filled with anger.
He had been very busy recently and had no time to care about Yu Chucheng's situation. Today, after he finally finished his work, he immediately called his brother and specially chose a time when Yu Chucheng should have gotten up.
As a result, his good brother didn't even see the caller clearly, and called out the name he least wanted to hear besides Hao Jia, and his voice was so concerned, how could he not be angry? He was afraid that if he called a few days later, his house would be robbed.
Yu Chucheng scratched his nose awkwardly and quickly changed the subject, "No, brother, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Yu Jingchen was extremely dissatisfied, "Can't I find you if there's nothing wrong?"
"I didn't say you can't..." Yu Chucheng muttered softly.
Yu Jingchen came to ask Yu Chucheng to go home for dinner. He had just landed a project and needed to take a break. Today happened to be Saturday, so he asked the aunt at home to prepare some more delicious food.
When he heard that he had to go home, Yu Chucheng panicked.
The wound on his hand has almost healed, but the wound on his forehead is still visible.
Seeing Yu Chucheng hesitate, Yu Jingchen asked coldly: "Do you have an appointment with someone else?"
He deliberately emphasized the word "others", and you can guess with your toes who he was talking about.
Yu Chucheng quickly said, "No!"
"Then go home." After saying that, Yu Jingchen hung up the phone.
Yu Chucheng sighed. It seemed that his brother was really angry this time.
In order to cover up the wound on his head, Yu Chucheng had to contact Xu Mengshu. He heard that girls have a kind of cosmetics that can cover up facial blemishes. The wound on his head has now scabbed over, and he doesn't know if it can be covered up.
Ji Zhou watched Xu Mengshu paint Yu Chucheng's face with a brush and asked, "You care so much about your image. Are you going on a blind date?"
Yu Chucheng kicked Ji Zhou and was about to turn around and curse, but Xu Mengshu grabbed his hair and said, "Don't move."
As a result, that night, Yu Chucheng sat at the dining table and looked at the tablet that Yu Jingchen placed in front of him, and suddenly he felt that the food in his mouth no longer tasted good.
He scrolled from the first page to the last, using all his strength to keep his tone steady.
"Brother, what is this? Why are you just like mom?"
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