Chapter 106 What Are You Afraid Of?
As the situation in the polluted area is getting worse, Jiang Xun's vacation this time is not long.
Chen Luan promised Jiang Xun to go out with him in the evening, so he did not stay long after the afternoon class ended and drove home at dusk.
The car has been driven for many years. Even if Chen Luan takes good care of it, its internal equipment will age year by year.
It’s not that no one has asked him why he didn’t change his car, but Chen Luan was reluctant to do so.
Zhou Pei said he was nostalgic, and Wu Ning said he was sentimental, and he never refuted it.
A long, long time ago, people who were too sentimental would hurt themselves through repeated losses, so they became numb and tried their best to adapt to the rules of the end of the world.
But now it's different.
If possible, Chen Luan really hopes that some people and some things can stay with him for a very long time, so long that he will grow old before those he cares about, so long that he may be able to forget what it feels like to lose something.
But as bad news from the contaminated area came one after another, Chen Luan began to worry uncontrollably and began to... feel fear.
Yes, fear.
Ever since the unusual military order coincided with Jiang Xun's loss of contact, Chen Luan found that he simply could not accept the fact that he might lose Jiang Xun one day.
Or rather—
He couldn't accept the loss of either of them.
So much so that when he saw with his own eyes the new and old scars all over Jiang Xun's body, he even felt a trace of regret and guilt.
——If I hadn’t supported them in applying to military academy, would they have not had to go through all this?
But there is no if in reality, and this path is neither right nor wrong.
All Chen Luan could do was wait for them to return home safely.
It was already dark when the car arrived downstairs of the community. Looking from downstairs, the lights in the living room of the house were on.
Chen Luan got out of the elevator, took out his key and opened the door, then habitually called out, "Jiang Xun, I'm back."
As I bent down to change my shoes, I heard footsteps approaching from the side.
A warm body covered his back, two arms wrapped around Chen Luan's waist, and warm breath fell into his ears: "Are you off work?"
"Yeah." Chen Luan nodded, raised his hand and casually rubbed the head on his shoulder, turned his head and looked at the other person: "I'll go change clothes first, and then go out with you--"
wrong.
Chen Luan suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his words, tilted his head, and glanced at the right earlobe of the alpha who was hugging him.
There was nothing there, only a bright red dot on the left earlobe.
The alpha in front of him was looking at him with half-closed eyes and raised lips: "Where are you going out with me, brother?"
It’s Jiang Ling.
The arms around his waist tightened, pressing Chen Luan into the alpha's warm embrace. A deliberate chuckle drifted behind Chen Luan's sensitive ears. "I just left you alone for a day, and you're going out on a date with someone else? What do you want to do next? Spend the night together?"
A slight tingling sensation spread from his ears. Chen Luan, who had called the wrong person more than once over the years, was no longer embarrassed by this matter.
He turned his head to avoid the breath beside his ear, pushed Jiang Ling's face, and said calmly: "Is that someone else?"
"That's your brother. Where are the others?"
Jiang Ling grabbed the hand that was trying to push the person away, took it away and clasped it in his palm. He almost laughed out of anger: "Why can't he be someone else?"
In his relationship with Chen Luan, it was obvious that his brother was the one who posed the greatest threat.
Look, look, now he is standing in front of him in such a big body that Chen Luan has to ask where his brother is.
But in the end, he curled his lips in dissatisfaction and said, "Meeting."
"?"
Meeting?
A pair of hands held Chen Luan's shoulders and turned him around to face the small bedroom.
Inside the half-open door, Jiang Xun was wearing a neat fleet uniform and facing the door with a headset on.
It looks like a video conference is taking place.
Chen Luan rarely saw Jiang Xun so cold.
The bluish light from the screen reflected on his face, making his straight white uniform look cold and hard. His expressionless face held a natural sense of alienation and indifference, and the pair of light amber eyes that always looked at him gently seemed to have been tempered by a cold spring.
The whole person looked like an unapproachable glacier.
But the next second, as if noticing Chen Luan's gaze, Jiang Xun turned around, and his eyes narrowed again the moment their eyes met.
The snow in the cold spring suddenly dissipated, turning into a soft and warm bay.
"Wait a moment, brother."
The slender knuckles in the leather gloves tapped the earphone lightly, and after saying this, he turned the microphone back on after turning it off.
Chen Luan nodded, and quietly closed the door for Jiang Xun. He turned back to look at Jiang Ling and lowered his voice:
"Aren't you on patrol this week? Skipping work?"
"Shift change."
If he didn't run back quickly, he didn't know what his brother would coax Chen Luan into doing.
He knew better than anyone that Jiang Xun could coax Chen Luan as easily as coaxing a rabbit, and he always succeeded.
"oh?"
Chen Luan went to get a glass of water and took a sip. He turned his head to look at Jiang Ling's eyes, which were filled with annoyance. He half-closed his eyes like a cat, and the corners of his lips curved up with a hint of mischief. "Your brother just came back last night, and you're so anxious to change shifts today?"
There was a hint of understanding in his tone.
Jiang Ling was not annoyed after being exposed. Instead, he moved closer and put his arms around Chen Luan's waist, pulling him into his arms and hugging him tightly. He then went further and rested his chin on Chen Luan's shoulder. While his breath fell on his neck, his sharp canine teeth rubbed against the soft skin lightly.
A subtle tingling and numbness mixed with warm breath flowed across the skin.
"how?"
Jiang Ling's voice lowered a little. He raised his hand to hold Chen Luan's chin to prevent him from hiding. A light laugh fell into his ear: "I came back at the wrong time. I'm sorry to disturb your and Jiang Xun's world of two, right -"
Chen Luan raised his hand to cover his words mid-sentence.
The latter glanced uncomfortably towards the small bedroom, then turned back to glance at Jiang Ling, who was grinning like a jerk in front of him: "...Keep your voice down."
The warm breath fell lightly and heavily on the palm of my hand, bringing with it a slight itch.
The pair of bright golden eyes that were so close suddenly curved upwards, and a slight wetness came from the palm of his hand, with a hot breath and a slight stinging sensation from the canine teeth rubbing against the soft flesh of his palm.
“…Don’t bite anyone.”
Chen Luan suddenly pulled his hand away between heartbeats, lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and covered his ears with his hands to hide the sudden warmth behind his ears. He raised his elbow and nudged the chest pressed against his back: "Let go, you're so hot."
"don't want."
The arm around the waist tightened a little bit, and the alpha's nose rubbed against the side of the neck, then moved along the skin to the back of the neck, carefully capturing the scent of Chen Luan.
There was no nasty tequila or anything else that shouldn't be there, just the smell of clean fabric softener and that warm, unique smell of staleness.
Feeling relieved a little, Jiang Ling grabbed Chen Luan's waist and asked, "What did you two do last night?"
"...Your brother came back with injuries all over his body. What can he do? Am I supposed to go skydiving or bungee jumping with a sick guy like him in the middle of the night?"
Chen Luan held the water cup in his hand and glanced at Jiang Ling who was obviously playing tricks in front of him: "Let go, I need to change clothes."
"Shall I help you change?"
Jiang Ling's voice penetrated into the eardrum, and his eyes dropped to Chen Luan's neatly buttoned clothes.
Perhaps because there was a meeting today that needed to be photographed for publicity, Chen Luan wore the white uniform that Jiang Ling liked very much. A palm-wide belt was tied around his slender waist, and the holster belt that was wrapped around his thigh was faintly visible at the bottom of the straight hem.
Just remembering that Jiang Xun was also wearing white today, Jiang Ling felt unhappy again.
The scent of cedar and amber permeated the air.
The breath against his ear made Chen Luan feel a little itchy. He tilted his head slightly to avoid it, and pulled himself out of Jiang Ling's arms. He took a sip of water, placed the half-empty cup on the edge of the coffee table, and walked towards his bedroom: "No need."
You can tell what this little bastard is planning right now even with your heels.
The look was too obvious.
But before his fingers could touch the door handle, a warm body leaned over from behind and pulled him into his arms.
Then with a "bang", he was pressed against the door of the small bedroom where Jiang Xun was.
Inside the door, Jiang Xun's voice, which was faintly heard, paused.
Outside the door, Chen Luan held his breath in panic, frowned, and lowered his voice: "Jiang Ling! You——"
His chin was clamped by warm fingers, and the unfinished words were blocked by the hot breath coming over him.
“Hmm!”
Chen Luan was caught off guard by the kiss, and the entangled scent belonging to Jiang Ling completely overwhelmed him.
His wrists were clamped tightly above his head as he tried to push away the opponent, and a leg was squeezed between his struggling knees, trapping him tightly.
The sound of kicking hit the door panel, accompanied by the increasingly unstable breathing as he was entangled.
The sound of his heartbeat pounded in his chest, accompanied by Jiang Xun's cold voice through the door behind him. Chen Luan twisted his wrist hard and raised his head to try to escape from the hot breath chasing him.
"Jiang Ling——"
"Not here, um—"
In the chaos, Chen Luan's knee finally found a gap. Without caring about anything else, he kicked towards Jiang Ling's abdomen with his knee, trying to break free from the suppression.
Only a hoarse groan was heard, and the breath chasing him finally retreated a little.
His breaths wavered unsteadily between each other. The alpha before him raised his lips, revealing his sharp canine teeth. His smile was filled with a hint of deliberate malice. He leaned down and whispered in Chen Luan's ear, "Why can't we do it here?"
The fingertips on his chin gently rubbed Chen Luan's rolling Adam's apple along the skin, hooked the edge of the neat tie, and chuckled: "...Are you afraid that he will hear it?"
The meeting inside the door continues.
Occasionally, Jiang Xun's cold voice can be heard.
...little bastard!
Chen Luan twisted his wrist and struggled, then raised his knee to kick him again, lowering his voice: "There's a meeting going on inside, don't go crazy!"
The next second, the knee that was about to hit was blocked, and the alpha's other leg squeezed in between his knees, trapping him firmly in the space between the door and his chest.
His slender knuckles hooked the tie, pulling the stiff fabric out from the lapel little by little and wrapping it between his fingers.
Then pull it gently.
“Hmm—”
The slight suffocating feeling when the fabric tightened made Chen Luan's breathing stop, and he was forced by the force to raise his face and rush towards the breath that was so close to him.
Softness meets softness.
Jiang Ling narrowed her eyes and held Chen Luan's breath: "You are so willing to do it. You broke it for me. What did you use?"
“…”
Chen Luan was so angry that he wanted to bite someone, but because of the video conference just across the door, he didn't dare to speak loudly and glared at the person with pursed lips.
Like a cat with its fur standing on end but not daring to get angry.
The alpha in front of him had a malicious smile on his lips. Taking advantage of the fact that he didn't dare to make a sound, he deliberately kissed Chen Luan's lips, rubbing against them inch by inch: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that you will disturb my brother's meeting and distract him?"
The fingers that were wrapped around the tie loosened, rubbing against the fabric of the shirt and sliding down along with the rise and fall of breathing, finding their way under the hem and rubbing in circles.
The corner of his shirt, which was fastened in his belt, was slowly and methodically untied.
The slightly cool air seeped in, causing tiny shivers on my skin.
The warm palm covered the flexible waistline, and the kiss that had been entangled between the lips suddenly began to deepen, invading with a bit of force, chasing and entangled Chen Luan, gradually forcing him to start breathing disorderedly.
The scent of cedar and amber began to spread unrestrainedly in the space.
At a certain moment, another warning smell came out from the room across the door.
The breath that was entangled with Chen Luan paused for half a second, and the golden eyes curved upwards. The fingertips that were stroking Chen Luan's waist rubbed across a sensitive curve. The increasingly oppressive kiss forced Chen Luan's increasingly unstable breath to let out an uncontrollable gasp, and his struggling elbows hit the back of the door, making a sound.
Jiang Ling's pheromones knocked back the taste of tequila more provocatively.
Jiang Xun's voice stopped inside the door.
The sound of a chair being dragged became unusually clear.
Amid the sound of approaching footsteps, there was a chilling sound of the door handle turning next to Chen Luan's back.
In a panic, Chen Luan twisted his wrist hard and turned his head to avoid Jiang Ling's intentional kiss: "Jiang Ling!! - Um -"
"Stop, no—nngh!"
The next second, there was nothing behind me.
The door opened.
Chen Luan lost his fulcrum and fell backwards due to unstable center of gravity, but fell into another warm embrace.
The metal chest badge of the fleet uniform pressed against his back, and a pair of arms were wrapped around his waist.
The black leather glove was lifted up and rubbed against the side of Chen Luan's unusually red lips, then dropped down and grabbed Chen Luan's jaw as he tried to avoid it.
A light voice with a hint of sigh rang close to the burning ear:
"Brother, I'm just having a quick meeting."
"Are you so anxious?"
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